Chapter 41: Wang Xun

Chapter 41 Wang Xun

The formation of gentry clans led to the greatest class division in Chinese history. Unless Zhao Guang's younger brother and his family are unwilling to live in the original circle, it is impossible for him to lower his status and mix with the children of the villagers.

Seeing Feng Yong's strange expression, Zhao Guang seemed to understand something, and explained with a smile: "That boy's identity is a bit special. His family is a partial general, named Wang Ping Wang Zijun. Maybe my brother has never heard of it. The late emperor was defeated that year. Cao Cao was a thief in Hanzhong, and it was at that time that his family surrendered to the late emperor. Because he was a subordinate and not a Han Chinese, he didn't have many friends on weekdays. However, my younger brother found him to be well-behaved and obedient, so we had some contacts."

Jiang Jiang was already inferior to others by birth. He was not even a Han Chinese, so he was looked down upon even more. I don't have many friends on weekdays. It's probably true that I usually get bullied a lot, to say the least. It is estimated that Zhao Erlang relied on the fact that his father was Zhao Yun and stood up for him, so he recognized Zhao Erlang as his eldest brother.

but! Wang Ping, that’s Wang Ping! During Zhuge Laoyao's first Northern Expedition, he was able to fend off the pursuit of the famous general Zhang He with his remaining soldiers and defeated generals. Among all the generals, the only one who received a commendation was Wang Ping. The backbone of the Shu Han Dynasty, who guarded Hanzhong and defeated hundreds of thousands of Cao's troops, preventing Cao's troops from entering Hanzhong, was Wang Ping. If Boss Cao knew better and made a list of the generals he missed, Wang Ping would definitely rank high.

Seeing Feng Yong's shocked eyes, Zhao Guang thought that Feng Yong had made a mistake, and quickly explained: "Brother, don't worry, he just wants to be as literate as a villager's child, and he doesn't dare to ask for the title of master and disciple. After all, my brother is a senior citizen." As a human being, you really know that you can’t reach such a high level..."

"No! Call him over!" Feng Yong excitedly held Zhao Guang's hand, "I believe in the theory that all schools of masters are integrated into one hundred schools of thought, and I also believe in the Confucian theory that there is no distinction between education and distinction! Where do those worldly views come from? ?”

Zhao Guang's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Brother, have you promised to teach your son how to read?"

"What does literacy count for?" Feng Yong chuckled, "If that person is talented enough, or has a simple nature, and meets the entry requirements of the master, why not give him the name of master and disciple?"

Potential stocks are regarded as junk stocks, but Feng Tubeng said he is happy to hear about it, and he hopes to embrace it in advance, and the peak of his life is just around the corner. If I become Wang Xun's teacher, wouldn't I be of the same generation as Wang Ping? No matter how awesome Wang Ping is in the future, he will still have to be polite when meeting me, my child's mentor. Once a teacher, always a father. The attitude of the ancients towards teachers is the correct attitude!

Of course, the idea of being brothers with Wang Ping can only be thought of, and it may be a bit difficult to implement. After all, Zhao Guang is still brothers with Wang Xun, so Feng Yong naturally can't open a dyeing workshop just by giving him some color. But it’s always possible to teach Wang Ping’s children to read and pay them in advance!

"Brother, are you serious about this?" Zhao Guang's eyes became very bright. "Brother, let's see how talented I am. I wonder if I am lucky enough to worship under the mountain gate?"

“Erlang, do you think I can be your master?” Feng Yong squinted.

“This…” Zhao Guang laughed dryly, “Let me think twice.”

If you really agree, are you afraid of being beaten to death by your own master when you go back? Although Dalang is a disciple of Shanmen, how old is he? Even if he wants to accept a disciple now, Shanmen probably won't recognize him. No matter how favored Dalang is in the mountain sect, I am afraid that Zishi will only be a nominal disciple at best, and he will not be able to learn the skills of the sect. What I want to be is to be a formal disciple of the mountain sect, not like Zushi.

“If Erlang is unwilling, don’t regret it in the future.” Feng Yong said meaningfully.

Zhao Guang only thought he was joking and said nothing.

Feng Yong didn't say much when he saw this, so he had to change the topic: "Erlang, I want you to do a favor."

“The elder brother can do whatever he says, but only the younger brother can do it, but there is nothing he can’t do.”

"It's not that serious. I just want you to inquire about a piece of news. Can you help me inquire about the relationship between Changshui Colonel Liao Gongyuan and Duxiang Marquis Li Yong'an?"

"But it was because Liao Gongyuan came to see my brother the day before yesterday? I wonder what he said to his brother that day?"

"You only want to help but don't you want to help? Why are you asking so many questions?" Feng Yong said angrily.

If I could tell it, could I not tell you?

“How can I not help my brother with his request?” Zhao Guang felt that this matter was very simple, so he could just go home and ask his elders.

“Then there will be Lao Erlang.”

“Why do you and I need to say these things?”

Since Huang Yueying paid a friendly visit to Feng's house, the four families of Guan, Zhang, Zhao and Ma have sent people to come to Feng's house again to learn advanced breeding techniques. This time the visitor was very low-key, so low-key that even Feng Yong was not alerted, and he just quietly found Butler Zhao.

The housekeeper learned the lesson from last time, but he didn’t dare to make excuses anymore. He came to ask Feng Yong what to do?

“Just do whatever you want to do,” Feng Yong said loudly, “As long as you don’t cause trouble, teach them how you want to be taught.”

"My lord, is this the case?" The housekeeper couldn't believe it. He offended the Guan family so severely, but the Guan family didn't pursue the matter?

"What could be the matter? Who is Renguan's family? He is a figure who has been a king for generations. As for such a petty person?" Feng Yong looked calm and calm, "Besides, I can still be regarded as a descendant of an elite. If you don’t give me face, you have to give my master face.”

Who is Feng Yong’s master? No one knows, but everyone knows that he is an expert.

So the steward was sincerely convinced.

"That's what he told you. He didn't have any other words to remind you?" Zhao Yun looked at his son suspiciously. According to the little naughty boy's temperament, this shouldn't be the case.

"That's it, there's nothing more to say. Sir, this matter is not confidential. You can find out if you ask the right person, so what's the point of admonishing?" Zhao Guang felt very strange.

“Haha,” Zhao Yun just glanced at Zhao Guang with disgust, thinking to himself, is this really my son? If it weren't for my appearance, you really wouldn't be able to see anything like me. Back then, in addition to being loyal and brave, I also had a good vision. I had to understand my lord's thoughts, but this son didn't inherit any of them...

Zhao Guang's heart beat violently when he saw the look in his father's eyes. Did I... say the wrong thing again? I felt a dull pain in my body again.

"Liao Gongyuan had a very high self-esteem. Apart from the prime minister, he had no one else in his eyes. However, the late emperor chose the prime minister and Li Yong'an as the ministers of Tuogu. The prime minister was fine, but how could Liao Gongyuan be willing to obey Li Yong'an? When he was guarding the late emperor's funeral, He was the one who quarreled with Li Yongan..." Zhao Yun said this with a disgusted look in his eyes.

Understood, Zhao Guang nodded, feeling that he understood what his master meant.

You know a hammer!

Zhao Yun was cursing secretly in his heart, and then said, "The relationship between Liao Li and Li Yongan is as you said, and it is not confidential. Why did he ask you specifically after Liao Li had approached him? "

“Could it be that what Liao Li said is related to Li Yongan?”

This idiot! Isn't this obvious? But the key question is not here.

Zhao Yun endured his temper and explained: "Of course it is related, but it is not the most important thing. Then Feng Dalang asked you to help inquire. I guess he just wanted to convey a message to the Prime Minister through you: An old friend in Jingzhou is not stable, so the Prime Minister should be careful."

"Are you thinking too much, sir? If that's the case, then why didn't Feng Dalang tell the child clearly?"

"If you were Liao Gongyuan, would you leave anything to say to others?"

How can you tell others if you have nothing to say? Even if you have something to say, how can you prove that Liao Gongyuan said those words? Although Feng Yong is a disciple of Shanmen, in the eyes of the world, he is just a commoner, while Liao Gongyuan is a minister of the court. It is a serious crime to slander an important minister.

Zhao Guang nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder the boy asked Dalang what Liao Gongyuan said, but Dalang didn't want to answer."

"I don't want to answer, but I really can't answer you. I'm afraid it won't be good if others listen."

"I see."

Sorry, I had a problem with my computer today and couldn't open it, so I didn't send it out this morning. It was just fixed this afternoon, and all the saved manuscripts were deleted. I could only type one chapter in a hurry. Please forgive me!

(End of this chapter)

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