Chapter 4 Trivia
Three Kingdoms is like fighting against the landlords. Zhuge Liang drew a good card for Liu Bei ("Longzhong Pair" established the policy of building the country of Shu), two kings and four twos. Guan Yu split the four twos into single belts, just for the fun of it! When Liu Bei became unconvinced, he threw the two kings out again, just to blow up an order!
Simply insane!
After a battle at Yiling, the young and strong people in Sichuan were almost cut off. Fortunately, the Shu Han met Zhuge Lao Yao, a rare internal affairs genius in Chinese history, who saved Guan Yu and Liu Bei's ruined family bit by bit, and at least extended the Shu Han's life for several more decades.
How much damage those two failed wars had on the Shu Han, Feng Yong could tell just by looking at the tenants in the village. Half of the people working in the fields were women.
The strongest woman secretly hid a steamed bun in her chest. When she found Feng Yong looking at her, she immediately blushed and wanted to take it out. However, it was too embarrassing to dig her chest in front of everyone, so she stood helpless for a moment. There was light and chirp.
"You can eat it if you want, let's see what I do!" Feng Yong glared at the woman angrily, "In the past few days during the wheat harvest, the family has been open to eating, and the master will not treat everyone badly. There is not enough to eat. You can take it back without any further investigation!"
After saying this, he looked at everyone and saw that all the tenants stopped eating and looked at him and listened carefully to what he said. They nodded with satisfaction, "But in the future, you must wash your hands before eating! Whoever doesn't wash their hands will starve to death." Pull it down! Butler! Where is the butler? Write this down and wash your hands from now on."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do for a moment—the owner of the house often suffered from hysteria in the past. In recent days, although his behavior has been no different from ordinary people, maybe the old disease has relapsed at this time? Otherwise, why would you pay so much attention to a meal? Why do you inexplicably require people to wash their hands before eating? In the past, who didn’t just grab it with their hands and eat it when they came back from the field?
"What's the matter? The master's words are of no use, are they? Why don't you go clean your hands quickly and wait to be whipped?" An old man in gray clothes and coarse cloth appeared. He was the housekeeper of the Feng family. He shouted in a deep voice, "A bunch of idiots." !Are you still worried that the master’s family will be short of food for you two?”
Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts. A young man who was about half a boy wanted to stuff a mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth before running away. The stout woman grabbed him, slapped him hard twice, and dragged him away.
"Master, are you back?" After everyone dispersed, the old man stepped forward and saluted Feng Yong. His behavior was solemn but smooth and natural. It was obvious that he came from a wealthy family.
"Well, I'm back." Feng Yong nodded, and the steward forcibly took the fishing rod and fish in his hand, so he could only say as he walked, "Uncle Zhao has worked hard these days, and I don't really care about the land." I know very well that I have to ask Uncle Zhao to help take care of everything at home and abroad."
The housekeeper's surname is Zhao. I heard that he used to be the steward of a wealthy family. Later, the master's family committed crimes and was exiled to the southern barbarian land. As a son of the family, he was naturally implicated. If Feng Yong hadn't been rewarded by Liu Bei, he would have been picked. If you come out to be a servant, I'm afraid you may die somewhere in the southern barbarians at this time.
"This is the duty of an old servant." The housekeeper is actually only in his forties, but these days, a forty-year-old is already considered an old man. When he heard Feng Yong's words, the wrinkles on his face relaxed. "After harvesting the summer grain, our family has a storehouse of grain. This can be considered a real family. Then we will find a servant for the master. Otherwise, the master has to do everything with his own hands. It is really not decent, and others will say that he is old. The servant failed in his duty.”
Feng Yong smacked his mouth and suddenly remembered the other two servants given to him by his family. One was the cook, who was fatter than the strongest woman in the village, and the other was a maid who did rough work. She was thinner. But she is only two or three pounds thinner than the cook. This also reflects the fact that there is a shortage of young people in Sichuan. Even the servants who are rewarded are women and the elderly as much as possible.
Also, why do others at least have a maid to accompany them when they travel through time? What I have to face is either a strong woman or an old man, and I feel really helpless. Now that it’s finally improved, why is it a child servant? Why not a maid?
“Uncle Zhao, let’s see what happens.” Feng Yong waved his hand feebly and walked home.
In the past few months, Feng Yong has been often treated as a lunatic and kept away from him. However, since arriving at Feng's house, the housekeeper has not stayed away because of his strange words and deeds. Instead, he has taken care of and reminded him wholeheartedly, which makes Feng Yong particularly grateful.
In this era, the fate of a servant is completely tied to the master. If something happens to the master, the servant will not be much better. In particular, Butler Zhao was a reward given by the emperor to the descendants of meritorious officials. If nothing happened, he would be fine. If something happened, he would be the first person the local officials would look for.
Butler Zhao's dedication naturally has this factor, but the care and guidance cannot be denied, so Feng Yong usually respects Butler Zhao's opinions as much as possible.
“Let’s eat first. I’ve been hungry all day.”
In ancient times, there was a shortage of food, which was not as good as in modern times. You could only eat one meal in the morning and one in the evening. Three meals was the treatment only an emperor could have. After harvesting the summer grain, you must change your two meals a day to three meals a day. Feng Yong said that it was very hard in ancient times.
“The summer heat has not dissipated in the living room and it is too stuffy. My lord, why don’t you go to the backyard to have a meal to feel cooler.”
“Okay.” Feng Yong nodded. It’s good to have a caring butler.
“Today, Chief Li Ting came to the house and reminded our family to pay attention to the food supply after the summer harvest...”
“Pay the grain? Didn’t our family say we don’t need to pay the grain? This is what His Majesty the Emperor said when he presented the reward.”
Feng Yong was a little surprised. Did he meet the legendary evil official? Specifically bullying honest people? If that were the case, I would really have to weigh the courage of that so-called pavilion chief.
The old demon Zhuge governed Shu, and the officials did not harbor evil intentions and did not pick up relics on the road. This has left a name in the history of history. This was the time when Old Demon Zhuge had just come into power, and he had to do everything personally, so I guess he didn't mind lighting a fire.
"Okay my lord, of course we don't need to pay for the fields that His Majesty the Emperor rewarded," the housekeeper laughed from behind, "but don't forget, our family still has a hundred acres of land left by the late lord in Xiali Village. But for those who want to pay the grain, the old servant just transferred the land to Zhuangzi a few days ago, and this was reported to the master."
“Oh, I forgot.”
So I told people wrongly before. I actually have 600 acres of land at home?
My cheap friend saved a hundred acres of land for his family before he died, and then worked hard to climb to the position of deputy general. Before he could sit down and start enjoying the life of a general, he met Liu Bei, the emperor of Shu. Then, there is no more.
“Actually, this summer grain still has some time left. It seems to me, this old servant, that Li Tingzhang just used an excuse to come to our house. He has ulterior motives.” The housekeeper continued to nag behind him.
The Feng family is not big, but no matter how small it is, there are trivial matters. If it is necessary to let Feng Yong know, the housekeeper will nag Feng Yong before dinner.
Feng Yongyong rejected this. On the contrary, he still enjoyed this slow and peaceful pace of life. He walked forward leisurely and asked casually, "Oh, what is his intention?"
"He first talked about the food payment, and then said that the master has reached the marriageable age and should arrange a marriage, otherwise he will be fined."
Feng Yong was stunned and asked in surprise: "This... the government still cares about this matter? Should I pay a fine if I don't get married? What kind of logic is this?"
So people who are uneducated cannot travel through time casually. For example, Feng Yong, from time to time pops up a common sense question that even a child knows the answer to. He is not unjustly accused of being a psychopath.
"Oh, my lord, of course the government is in charge of this matter. If you don't get married when you reach the marriage age, the government will act as an official matchmaker. If you don't agree again, you will be fined." The housekeeper sometimes felt really helpless towards this lord, saying that sometimes he was very supportive. despair.
These days, even if the government works part-time as a matchmaker, it still has to force the red line. How humane is it? If the government of later generations really took this measure, would they still be scolded every day? At least those parents who are left with boys and girls should be grateful.
(End of this chapter)