Chapter 384 I must strive for success (two chapters in one)
“Back to Feng Langjun, that’s right.”
The little kid below answered loudly.
At the time when the country was being destroyed and most of the people in the city were infected with the plague, how could that tough man with thousands of people beat Soochow until he called him daddy?
Even Lu Kang, a famous general in the later period of Soochow, with nearly ten times the superior force, could not defeat this macho man.
So you looked like this when you were a child?
The original color of his clothes cannot be seen in the dirt all over his body. Even his face is covered with dust, making him look like a little mud monkey.
He was also held up and beaten by his father with one hand, and his buttocks are probably red and swollen by now.
Thinking about how awesome he will be in the future, and then looking at his pitiful appearance now, Feng Yong almost couldn't help laughing.
"Luo County Cheng, I'm afraid your son is not suitable for setting off in this state."
Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Luo Meng and said, "Why don't you go in and clean it up first? How about we talk about it tomorrow?"
"Isn't this...perhaps inappropriate?"
Romon said hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter, I will send someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to tell Xiang Changshi that I want to talk to Luo County Prime Minister about Nanxiang's affairs, so I will stay with Luo County Prime Minister for one more day."
Feng Yong smiled slightly and glanced at the little clay monkey next to him inadvertently.
Romen looked at his son and finally sighed, "Thank you so much Mr. Feng."
“It should be. After all, this matter is also related to me.”
Feng Yong said, then looked at Fu Qian, who was also covered in mud, "After returning home and washing up, I went to walk on the horse for half an hour."
"Yes, sir."
Fu Qian had a grimace on his face and bowed his head to answer honestly.
He took the two little clay babies back to his house and asked them to take them down to clean them.
Feng Yong and Luo Meng returned to the living room and sat down. Luo Meng said a little embarrassedly, "Feng Langjun, before I came to visit, I ordered my servants to pack their things and wait at the intersection of Guizhuang. I don't know if they have arrived yet." , I wonder if you can send someone to take a look?"
"This is an easy matter." Feng Yong nodded and asked, "But I don't know how many servants you have?"
“Not many, just two people.”
After Feng Yong gave the order, he asked, "We are going from Jincheng to Hanzhong, passing through Jianshan Mountain. The road is not easy to walk. Prime Minister Luo County still has his son with him and only has two servants. Isn't it a bit lacking?"
Romen smiled bitterly and said, "The mansion is a bit shabby, with only two servants, which made Feng Langjun laugh."
Feng Yong then remembered Luo Meng's situation. He was a foreigner with no foundation, and because he was implicated in the Hanzhong War, his life in the past few years was probably not easy.
That is to say, Liu Bei died, and the old demon Zhuge remembered the old feelings of the people in Jingzhou, so he reactivated him.
“What’s so funny but not funny?”
Feng Yong smiled indifferently, "I was still alone at the beginning, so I came here too? Now the Prime Minister asked Prime Minister Luo County to go to Nanxiang with the intention of being reused. How can I be so dismissive?"
“Yes, the official made a mistake.”
“I think your master is quite clever. I wonder if you are enlightened?”
Feng Yong asked pretending to be casual.
Remember that Luo Xian was a disciple of Qiao Zhou, but Qiao Zhou, although he was a generation of scholars, was a capitulator.
"It's considered open. When I have nothing to do at home, I can teach some on weekdays."
Hmm, it’s fine that I haven’t accepted Qiao Zhou as my teacher yet.
Feng Yong thought secretly.
Speaking of this, Luo Meng remembered something again, glanced at Feng Yong, and asked hesitantly, "I have a private matter, I want to ask Feng Langjun, is it okay?"
“But it doesn’t hurt to say it.”
"That's right. Last year, there was a book called "The Thousand-Character Classic" published in Jincheng City. It was said to be a book specially designed for children to learn enlightenment. The text is easy to understand and the words are not the same. It is better than other enlightenment books. Much better. I heard it was written by Feng Langjun, but I don’t know if it is true or not?"
“Well, that’s right, uh... I wrote it when I had nothing to do.”
Feng Yong coughed dryly and said.
Looking at the hesitating Luo Meng who couldn't open his mouth, Feng Yong asked curiously, "Why does Luo County Cheng ask this?"
“That’s right.”
Romen stood up and gave a big salute, "Xia Guan, that bad boy, is at the beginning of his enlightenment. I wonder if Feng Langjun can lend me this precious book so that I can have a look at it?"
“So that’s what happened.”
Feng Yong laughed and said, "It's such a small matter."
As he spoke, he shouted outside, "Here comes someone. Go and call Amei over."
Amei came over quickly, bowed and said, "Master, do you call me maid?"
"Yes. Go to my study and get the Thousand Character Classic written on mulberry paper."
With Nanxiang's papermaking industry on track, Feng Yong didn't have much paper on hand, but he could still get his hands on a few copies of "The Thousand-Character Classic".
Mulberry trees from cuttings take shape quickly, and if enough base fertilizer is applied, they will be barely usable in one and a half years.
If you don’t need it urgently, it can only take two years at most.
In other words, Nanxiang’s high-quality paper will be mass-produced no later than the end of next year.
At that time, the turtle hatching tank will take initial shape.
If printing technology can keep up, it will be foreseeable to break the knowledge monopoly of Shuzhong families.
But nowadays, a good book printed on good paper is extremely precious.
So when Luo Meng took this ink-scented "Thousand-Character Classic" from Feng Yong's hand, he looked a little excited, as if he was holding a treasure.
He couldn't wait to open the first few pages, and the words that came into view made him a little surprised.
Because the size of every character in the book is basically the same, the font is a little different from what I have seen before. It is square and square, and the strokes are much straighter.
It always seems a little weird, but I can’t put it into words.
Feng Yong originally wanted to tell Luo Meng that there was a school in Nanxiang, and the things taught there were probably better than what he taught Luo Xian himself.
But when he thought that he might not be willing to let Luo Xian hang out with the children of workers in workshops, ranches and mines, he secretly had to give up.
“This book will be sent to Luo County Cheng.”
Feng Yongda Fangdao.
“I dare not accept this great gift.”
Romen quickly declined and said, "As long as the official has finished copying it, I will send it back in person."
“It’s not really a big gift. Besides, I’m attracted to your son. My disciple’s name is Hutou, and your son’s name is Hu’er. Isn’t this a fate? Just think of it as a meeting gift for me.”
Feng Yong waved his hand, not allowing Luo Meng to refuse anymore, "That's it."
“Thank you, Mr. Feng!”
Romon quickly bowed deeply and thanked him.
“It’s such a small thing, why say thank you? Seeing that it’s lunch time, I asked the cook to prepare two more dishes. If Luo County Cheng doesn’t dislike it, how about trying Feng Mansion’s dishes?”
Feng Yong greeted warmly.
Feng Mansion is famous for its delicious food. Luo Xianduan, who had washed himself clean, sat upright in front of the table, watching the unknown dishes being served one after another, swallowing his saliva countless times.
Fu Qian, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head with contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at a country bumpkin.
Although Luo Xian really wanted to have some backbone, the food was so fragrant and delicious.
So he had no ability to resist at all. He was still reserved at the beginning, but the further he got, the more he couldn't bear it.
This is delicious, and that is delicious too. I can’t stop holding the chopsticks in my hands.
Wei Rong, Fu Qian and Luo Xian were not yet grown up, so they put a table in a corner and sent servants to serve them. They were not allowed to be with the adults.
Romon, who was sitting on top, turned his head from time to time and sighed when he saw that his son didn't care at all that he was in someone else's house and just gobbled it up. This time he was really embarrassed.
First they were fighting in other people’s houses, and now they are acting like this. The old Luo family has been completely disgraced by this traitor.
You have to hang him up and give him a good beating when you go back, otherwise you won't be able to remember him for a long time.
"Luo County Cheng, the children are over there, and they will have people to take care of them. Don't worry about them. It's a blessing to be able to eat."
Feng Yong could probably guess what Luo Meng was thinking, and he persuaded with a smile, "Come, let me introduce two people to you. This is the son of the governor of Nanzhong, Li Langjun..."
Romeng's own family knew about his family affairs, and just because he was like this, it would be a compliment for Feng Langjun to treat him to a meal, let alone the son of Governor Li accompanying him during the meal.
So although the dishes on the table were delicious, he didn't know how to taste them, and was even a little frightened, because he didn't know why Feng Yong was so enthusiastic about him.
When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. He still knows what this sentence means.
Coupled with the title of "Smart Feng Langjun, cruel and ruthless Xiao Wenhe", and he went to the territory managed by Feng Yong, how is it possible to say that Luo Meng didn't have any murmurs in his heart?
No matter how cautious Luo Meng was, Feng Yong didn't show any other signs until he left Feng Mansion the next day, which made him feel relieved.
“Are you full?”
Before Luo Meng left, Feng Yong touched Luo Xian’s little head and asked with a smile.
Luo Xian nodded and said with some reluctance, "Feng Langjun, I will go back to Jincheng in the future, can I still come over?"
When Romon heard this, he almost beat the **** again!
Feng Yong laughed, nodded and said, "You are welcome at any time. However, you can't fight again when you come here next time."
Luo Xian lowered his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry Feng Langjun, it was Xian's fault. Xian already apologized to Hutou last night."
"Oh, is it so?"
Feng Yong looked to Fu Qian aside, "Is this happening?"
Fu Qian nodded, "Sir, this disciple is also at fault for this. He also apologized to Hu'er last night."
Children’s tempers come and go quickly.
Two little kids of the same age played together again last night.
“If you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are a good child. Good children should be rewarded.”
Feng Yong smiled and said, reaching into his arms and taking out a pony made of jade, he handed it to Luo Xian, "Here, take this thing. When you get to Nanxiang, there is a place called the canteen. There are many things in it." Good stuff, if you take this out when the time comes, someone will give you something delicious."
Luo Xian looked at Luo Meng.
Romon wanted to refuse, but then he thought, it was just a food exchange, it should be nothing, so he nodded immediately.
Luo Xian then took it, bent down and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
“Hutou, go and tell Hu’er how to use this thing.”
Feng Yong ordered Fu Qian again.
At this time, Fu Qian looked at the little jade horse in Luo Xian's hand with bright eyes. He hurriedly pulled Luo Xian aside and grabbed it to play with.
This thing is very precious to Fu Qian. When he was in Nanxiang, if there was a reward on weekdays, his husband would take it out and let him go to the cafeteria for a big meal.
Fu Qian couldn't stop drooling just thinking about the food in the cafeteria.
"Hu'er, let me tell you, you must keep this thing and never lose it. If I go back to Nanxiang in the future, don't forget to take me with you when you go to the canteen."
Fu Qian reluctantly returned the little jade horse to Luo Xian and said, "Take this to the cafeteria and eat whatever you want. There is everything in it."
“Is it better than before?”
Luo Xian asked.
Fu Qian nodded, "How can you compare with the canteen just now? Let's not talk about anything else, just the roasted whole lamb, which is not available in Mr.'s house now. The whole lamb is roasted golden and golden, put it on the fire, then The oil drips down sizzlingly, and when you take a bite, it is fragrant and delicious..."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Xian made a sound, sucked back his saliva, and his eyes lit up, "The whole lamb was roasted?"
“Yes, sir, he raises a lot of sheep in Nanxiang...”
Fu Qian explained to Luo Xian eloquently.
Li Tong stumbled, holding a large handful of dead wood and throwing it into the pile of firewood on the ground. He looked at the sky and saw that the sky was so blurry that he couldn't see what was around him.
He quickly took out the flint and hit it several times with a "click-click" sound. Sparks flew everywhere, but he could not ignite the dead leaves.
Hearing one or two wolf howls in the distance, Li Tong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and hurriedly hit him several times. One time he even hit his hand, which was so painful that he threw the flint directly to the ground. , holding his fingers and blowing hard.
The pain in his hands and the pain in his heart all attacked this normally well-dressed young man from an aristocratic family, causing him to shed tears no longer.
Since there was no one around at this time, Li Tong was not afraid of being seen. Li Tong wiped his tears and cursed through gritted teeth, "I will not die well! Mr. Tianshe! You are clever with your words! You have evil thoughts! Fortunately! Kuan Lao..."
Just when he was done scolding, he heard the howling of wolves again. Li Tong was startled, and he hurriedly picked up the flint again and started a fire with a "click" sound.
It seems that God couldn't stand the evil-minded farmer, so after scolding him, he actually lit the fire!
Li Tong raised his buttocks and blew cautiously. The fire grew stronger and stronger. The blazing fire finally brought him warmth and a little sense of security.
Took the package and rummaged through it, and there were still a few pieces of dry food left—but this dry food was made by that despicable man first.
Because the clan often sent people to transport grain from Jincheng to Nanxiang, I bought some dry grain from the workshop in Nanxiang's farm and kept it for later use.
Nowadays everyone knows that this thing is a must-have when going out, so Li Tong also grabbed some when he came out.
It’s just that he had just finished scolding someone and was feeling angry. When he saw this thing, how could he still be in the mood to eat it? Immediately, he threw the dry food back into the package and sat down with his knees in his arms.
It had been several days since Li Tong had said a word to anyone. At this time, Li Tong felt extremely lonely and felt that there was no one more pitiable than himself in the world.
I don’t know how long it took, but my stomach suddenly growled.
Li Tong endured it again and again, and finally swallowed, reached over, took out a piece of dry food from the package, took a bite silently, and said in his heart, "I just want to get ahead in life, otherwise I wouldn't eat this thing."
After taking two mouthfuls of dry food, my mouth and throat were dry. I wanted to drink some water, so I took the water bag, only to find that there was not a drop of water in the water bag.
Li Tong had no choice but to throw the water bag aside in frustration, stepped on it a few times with his feet, and cursed, "Even you bully me!"
In the past, when I went out, I would always have servants to take care of me, and someone would prepare everything in advance. I felt that it was no big deal other than being a little tired when I went out.
Now that I have run out alone, I realize how difficult it is to go out.
I have no experience. Not only did I miss the place where I could find food and accommodation, but now I even got sidetracked. I don’t know how I ended up in the mountains. I walked for two days and didn’t get out.
Think about it, if you can’t go out in the next two days, what will you eat then?
Is it possible that I am really going to die here?
Li was a little scared at the same time.
Just thinking about the people in the clan, the slaps his sister had given him, and the man Feng who wished he could be cut into pieces, Li Tong's blood surged up again.
I, Li Tong, must strive for success and must not be looked down upon by others! You must stand out!
Thinking of the gentle and amiable appearance of the Xu family's second mother, Li Tong finally felt warm in his heart, "Second mother, wait for me!"
The night in the mountains was a bit cold. Li Tong leaned against the fire and was about to stretch out his hand to warm himself. Suddenly he heard a "click" behind him. He jumped up and reached out to grab the sword beside him.
Unexpectedly, before he could turn around, something behind him knocked him down hard.
(End of this chapter)