Chapter 383: Tiger head and tiger son

Chapter 383 Tiger Head and Tiger Son

On the morning of the second day, Feng Yong rarely got up early to exercise, but he didn't sleep in either.

Amei entered his room in the morning and was about to help him wash up, when she saw him tossing and groaning.

When Amei saw this, she was startled. She thought something had happened, so she hurried over and asked with concern, "Master, what's the matter with you?"

"fine."

Feng Yong lay on the couch like a dead salted fish, groaning weakly and waving his hands, "You go out, I will lie down for a while."

Amei looked at him with concern for a few more times, confirming that nothing happened to his master, and then he obediently withdrew.

I don't know how Guan Ji did it. Feng Tubiao felt that every part of his body was sore and numb all night, and there was also a faint sense of pain, but he couldn't tell which part it was. It was really uncomfortable. .

He couldn't sleep well the whole night.

After staying in bed for an unknown amount of time, Amei came in again and said, "Master, there is someone visiting outside."

"who is it?"

Feng Yong asked angrily.

Everyone who sent me a name card has already met yesterday. Today's visitor didn't send a name card in advance, which is really rude.

In addition, Feng Tibi was in poor spirits and had a bit of a temper.

“I heard from Uncle Zhao that he is a man named Luo.”

“Luo?”

Feng Yong thought for a while and then remembered that there was such a person.

He could only sigh and said, "Bring me some water and let me wash my face."

Luo Meng, a native of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, was originally going to be the county magistrate of Chenggu County, the food supply base of Nanxiang.

Later, in order to learn from the advanced experience of Nanxiang County, the status of the county magistrate that was about to be obtained was revoked, and instead he was sent by Zhuge Lao Yao to Nanxiang County as the county magistrate.

“Xiagguan Luomeng has met Feng Langjun.”

Feng Yong came out of the living room with his eyes narrowed and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties standing up to salute.

"Xia Guan was awarded the post of Prime Minister of Nanxiang County yesterday. Today he is going to Hanzhong. The Prime Minister ordered me to pay a visit to Feng Langjun before going. I also asked Feng Langjun not to blame Xiaguan Meng Lang."

“I was appointed yesterday and take office today? Isn’t it too hasty?”

When Feng Yong heard this, he immediately stopped falling asleep and asked in surprise.

"The news was passed to the official a few days ago, so the official was already prepared. It's just that the prime minister has been busy these days and has not yet been awarded the post. Yesterday, I went to Chang Shitong to deal with the aftermath, and then I gave the official the appointment on behalf of the prime minister. Job."

Feng Yong understood that Luo Meng was in a hurry to take office, so he didn't send a name card in advance.

“Cheng Luo County, please take a seat.”

"Thank you, Mr. Feng. I'm going to Nanxiang. I wonder what Mr. Feng has to say to me before leaving?"

After Luo Meng sat down, he looked at Feng Yong again.

Nanxiang County is now the first county in Hanzhong, and even Nanzheng, the administrative seat of Hanzhong, is inferior to it.

Who doesn’t know that the reason why Nanxiang is prosperous today is all because of Feng Yong.

So in Nanxiang County, no one can get around Feng Langjun in front of him.

Moreover, Luo Meng himself also knew that although he was going to be the county prime minister, the prime minister also implicitly expressed that as long as he could learn those things from Nanxiang, he would definitely use them in the future.

“What can I say to you?

The handsome man sitting on it smiled without any airs or arrogance of youthful success.

"It's just that Nanxiang has its own set of rules for operating, which are a little different from other places. When Luo County Cheng gets there, he sees some strange things, so just don't make a fuss."

"Xiaoguan understands. The Prime Minister has also explained it. Wherever Xiaguan goes, no matter what he sees or hears, he just needs to remember it in his heart. You are not allowed to disturb the rules of Nanxiang without authorization."

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction. Old Demon Zhuge is indeed very good at choosing people. He is a flexible person.

If you send an old-fashioned man there, there are so many places in Nanxiang that are different from other places, and he won't be able to understand it, and it will be bad if something happens.

"Prime Minister Luo County just needs to remember the Prime Minister's instructions. Magistrate Li from Nanxiang County and I have a good relationship, and we can be considered as close as brothers. I have a letter here, and I would like you to forward it to him."

“Meng must hand it over to Magistrate Li with his own hands.”

Luo Meng was overjoyed. This Feng Langjun was not as bad as the outside world said. He was still easy to talk to.

“When Luo County Cheng arrives, if there is anything you don’t understand, you can feel free to ask, don’t worry.”

Feng Yong talked to him some more, mainly explaining to him who he needed to deal with after arriving in Nanxiang, and then personally sent him out of the house.

Feng Yonggong cupped his hands and said.

“Please stay, Feng Langjun.”

Romen said gratefully that with Feng Yong's guarantee and the letter in his arms, he had initially established a foothold in Nanxiang.

The two were parting when they heard a noise not far away.

Looking at the sound, I saw two children twisting together and rolling around on the ground.

There were a few children from the farm nearby who were encouraging themselves, as if they didn't think it was a big deal.

Feng Yong frowned, but Luo Meng's expression changed drastically. He cupped his hands towards Feng Yong and said "I'm sorry", then he stepped forward and separated the two children who had turned into gourds. He picked up one in his hand and looked around, as if trying to distinguish something.

When the children around saw an adult coming, they dispersed first, and then saw the master walking behind them. They shouted and immediately ran away with a "hurrah".

Only clouds of yellow dust are left.

Romon finally distinguished it at this time and put one of them down immediately.

Then he made a few "pah pah pah" sounds, and slapped the child's buttocks that was still in his hand. At the same time, he cursed, "Isn't your skin tight? I haven't looked at you for a while, and now you look like this." !”

"This is…"

Feng Yong came over and just said two words. Then when he saw the dusty child standing next to him, his eyes widened, "Are you a tiger head? What's going on?"

“My name is not Hutou, my name is Huer.”

The child who was still being held by Luo Meng said with a cry.

“I didn’t say anything about you!”

Romon yelled, and there was another burst of "papapapa".

“The tiger head has met Mr.

Fu Qian bowed his head and bowed.

Feng Yong and Luo Meng looked at each other.

"Lao Luo... cough, no, Luo County Cheng, is this child called Hu'er?"

Feng Yong pointed to the child he was carrying.

Romon nodded, "Exactly."

said and glanced at Fu Qian.

“What a coincidence, this disciple of mine is a bit naughty, his name is Hutou.”

Feng Yongqian laughed.

The parents are talking inside, and these two little brats are fighting outside. What does this mean?

“Oh, what a coincidence?”

“I am the tiger, he is not...”

The child in Luo Meng's hand was obviously beaten to the point of crying, but after hearing the conversation between the two, he still swung around a few times, like he was hanging half a fan of pork on the table.

So "papapapa"...

“Okay, Prime Minister Luo County, let’s put the child down first.”

This is a naughty kid who doesn’t know whether to live or die, and accepts death.

In order to prevent his little **** from suffering, Feng Yong had no choice but to be a good person and asked curiously, "Why did you bring the child here?"

Romon let out a long sigh and threw the kid away casually, "This is a dog. His name is Xian, and his nickname is Hu'er."

The child was thrown to the ground and got up again in a blink of an eye. He stared at Feng Yong curiously with a pair of dark eyes, not afraid of life at all.

Romon had a wry smile on his face, "To be honest with Feng Langjun, Hu'er's mother passed away after he was born. This child has not been properly disciplined since he was a child, so he is so naughty."

"There is no one at home, so I can only take him to Hanzhong." As he said that, the bitter smile on his face became thicker, "Feng Langjun also saw it, and Xianguan asked him to wait outside the house for a while. It’s really shameful that something like this happened.”

As he spoke, he shouted to his son, "Why don't you come over and see Feng Langjun?"

“Luo Xian pays homage to Feng Langjun.”

Hu'er actually listened to his father's words. When he heard the order, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to salute, regardless of the fact that he was dirty and made people laugh.

“No need to be polite.”

Feng Yong touched his body. He just got up and didn’t bring any greeting gifts with him. He was a little embarrassed. When he heard Hu’er introduce himself, he was even more stunned, “Your name is Luo Xian?”

I work the night shift, so I can only send in the middle of the night. Don't wait, everyone, you will definitely see it when you wake up the next morning.

(End of this chapter)

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