Chapter 411 What a big appetite
Li Hui's eyes fell on Zhao Guang and Wang Xun again.
These two sons, one is the second son in the family, and the other was born as a barbarian. Now they are so popular in Jincheng that few people in their generation, even the eldest son, can compare with them.
The earliest reason was because they were the first to call Feng Langjun brother.
Thinking like this, he looked at his son again.
Since the Nanzhong rebellion, the Prime Minister is afraid that he will try his best to weaken the big families in Nanzhong. It is impossible for a big family like the Meng family to appear in Nanzhong again.
It just so happens that my reputation in Nanzhong at this time is no higher than that of Meng Huo...
As long as he is alive, the Prime Minister will not do anything to the Li family in Nanzhong for his own sake.
But if he were not here, who would know what would happen to the Li family and what would happen to Dalang?
Let Dalang follow Feng Langjun. Even if the Nanzhong Li family declines in the future, it will be a blessing if Dalang can carve out a world for himself without relying on the Nanzhong Li family.
Thinking of this, Li Hui smiled and asked Li Yi warmly, "How many beans did Dalang bring this time? In the past few days, many soldiers in the army have not fallen to the rebels' swords, but they have fallen to Under that scorching heat.”
“You don’t need the black beans to relieve the poisonous qi in the south, as long as it can relieve the hot qi, it’s a great achievement!”
After hearing this, Li Yi coughed dryly and said, "Sir, my brother went south this time and was in a hurry, so he only asked the brothers from Jincheng Xinghanhui to take care of this matter. When he came from Pingyi, Jincheng The first batch of black beans has just arrived.”
“But sir, don’t worry. The brothers from Jincheng Xinghan Society have been worrying about this matter, and there will be a lot of black beans delivered later.”
As he said that, Li Yi's eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at his master. He glanced at Zhao Guang again.
Of course Li Hui, who promoted the Han Dynasty, knew that before he left Pingyi with his troops, Li Yi, who was far away in Jincheng, wrote him a letter about this.
It's just that in Li Hui's view, this is just a group of frustrated nobles who will find a way for themselves later. He didn't expect that they could do such things that benefit the country.
It was just Dalang's tone and appearance that made Li Hui murmur in his heart. Why did he feel something was wrong?
After thinking about it for a moment, I was suddenly shocked: Are you... there is something in your words?
At this time, Zhao Guang was heard saying from the side, "Yes, uncle, most people don't grow too many black beans, so it takes a lot of effort to collect them, so they can only be collected in scattered pieces."
"Thanks to the concerted efforts of the brothers of the Xinghan Society, the matter was not delayed. Even the money for collecting black beans is my own money from my daily life!"
Li Hui finally understood this time and glanced sideways at Zhao Guang.
When Li Hui defected to Liu Bei, he was recommended by Zhao Yun, so the Li family and the Zhao family in Nanzhong had a good relationship.
It is not wrong for Zhao Guang to call Li Hui uncle.
But what Li Hui was thinking at this time was: You just called me Governor Li just now, and you call me uncle whenever something happens?
What did you guys learn from following Feng Mingwen?
If nothing else, my son is very smart, but he used to think highly of himself, but he was not very gregarious.
How is it like now, just to join forces with others and do these stupid things, but to openly engage in dirty money and power transactions with yourself?
This is so...so gratifying!
As long as he continues like this, after several years of experience, even if he dies, Li Yi will not suffer any big losses with his ability and face.
I just wanted to give some of you some credit, but I didn’t expect that your appetite is much bigger than that of me, the governor. Not only do I get the credit, but I also have to recruit a group of people.
Li Huizai sighed.
"Including the people in Jincheng, how many black beans do you have in your hands?"
Li Hui asked.
“It’s being collected...”
Zhao Guang wanted to make a fool of himself, but Li Yi coughed and interrupted Zhao Guang's words. He knew his master better than others.
Since your Excellency has asked this question, you are ready to respond to this matter. Naturally, there is no need to cover it up, so as not to cause Your Excellency's displeasure.
"My lord, we should have almost finished harvesting the beans that Jincheng can collect at this time. Someone has already sent a letter to Hanzhong, and with the help of Madam Huang and Zhuge Langjun, I think they are close to coming."
“Also, the husband of the Huang family in Nanxiang County, Mrs. Mu from the Li family, and the husband of the He family in Ju County have all sent letters..."
He bought everything that could be bought on the market in Jincheng, and with the help of the prime minister's son in Hanzhong, he was even able to purchase part of the beans from the wealthy families in Shu County through the connections of those aristocratic families.
This Xinghan Hui... under the leadership of Feng Mingwen, actually has such energy?
Li Hui's face twitched. Based on this calculation, don't you control most of the Han Dou?
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that there are so many beans? The roads in the south are rugged and time is short. How can we transport them to the south on time?"
“Don’t worry, my lord, my brother has already established a Dongfeng Express, just for the purpose of logistics. There is no need for help from the court. As long as your lord asks, the brothers of the Xinghan Society will work together to deliver the black beans.”
What kind of nonsense is this?
Li Hui felt a little unable to keep up with his son.
“What is Dongfeng Express? What is logistics?”
“The so-called logistics means the circulation and distribution of goods. The company established by my brother is specialized in this industry, and the company’s name is Dongfeng Express.”
Li Hui's eyes widened when he heard this!
Hearing what you mean, it turns out that I was wrong just now. Your appetite is not just bigger than mine, but you want to swallow the whole world!
Controlling most of the beans in the Han Dynasty, and being able to send them to where they want to be sent, what is it if it’s not swallowing the sky?
One day, will it be possible to use the same method to control the food of the Han Dynasty?
"You...you are so bold! Don't you know this is taboo?"
Li Hui looked at the three excited children in front of him with some trembling.
That’s right, you are all still children!
How dare you do such a shocking thing? How is this different from rebellion?
“Don’t panic, sir, this is one of them,”
Li Yi pointed to the sky and said, "There is a 40% share."
Oh, that’s not bad.
That’s not right either!
Li Hui glanced at them and said, "Why is it only 40%? It should be at least half, right?"
“The remaining 10% belongs to the prime minister’s house. The prime minister was not at the house at the time, so my wife collected it on my behalf...”
Li Yi shrank his neck and said, "The rest are divided among our many brothers of the Xinghan Society."
As soon as these words came out, Li Hui suddenly felt that he had thought wrong. He was still a child!
It’s impeccable and you can’t find any faults at all.
Even if the prime minister knew about it, he would just hold his nose and admit it.
Because there is nothing greater than the Southern Expedition now.
It goes without saying that black beans can detoxify. As long as they can relieve summer heat, the prime minister will be happy to have more of them.
Unless you come to Nanzhong, people from the north have no idea how severe the scorching sun and heat are in Nanzhong.
“Nanzhou’s water and soil are warm and hot, coupled with miasma, which will kill four to five people out of ten.” This is recorded in the history books, and it is not an empty statement.
In other words, when the Han Dynasty conquered Nanzhou in the past, nearly half of the soldiers in the army died due to the sweltering heat stroke and miasma before the battle was fought.
Young gentlemen after the nobles spent their own money to think of ways to buy black beans that could relieve the heatstroke in the south, and they also thought of ways to send them to the army in the south. Isn't this a matter of loyalty to the state?
Share your worries for your Majesty...
With a pure heart...
No matter what you say, it doesn’t matter.
What's more, wild beans can be used as half a portion of food.
How could the prime minister be stingy with such a small amount of credit if he could alleviate the suffering of the soldiers and pacify Nanzhong as soon as possible?
"There are many people in the army suffering from Sha now. You go and make some black bean soup as soon as possible. If it is really effective, why not if I just agree to it?"
“No!”
The three of them looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes—this matter was already over.
They have already verified that black beans can cure Sha, and there is no need to doubt it.
“Dalang, wait a minute.”
Li Hui stopped Li Yi who was about to walk out.
“Sir, do you have anything else to say to the children?”
Li Hui stared at him and asked, "You have put in so much effort, are you not afraid of anything unexpected?"
What if the Prime Minister does not agree to this?
Li Yi grinned and said, "Don't worry, sir, nothing happens. Pingyi has been stocking the beans from Jincheng. Even if the Prime Minister doesn't agree to this, it doesn't matter. The plantation will be used anyway."
Labour is also very valuable nowadays.
If drinking black bean soup can relieve the heat, it is better than asking a doctor to treat the disease or directly making people die of the disease, isn't it?
Li Hui took a deep look at Li Yi, nodded and said, "I understand! Go ahead."
Feng Yong, who was far away in Wei County, quickly received Li Yi’s letter. After reading it, the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile.
“Wei Ran, look at it.”
Feng Yong handed the letter to Yang Wanwan.
Yang Qianwan speaks Chinese fluently and can understand common Chinese characters.
After reading it, he looked happy and said, "Brother, Governor Li has promised us."
"Of course I will agree. It will benefit others and myself, and it will also be beneficial to the southern expedition. How could I not agree?"
The roads in Nanzhong are rugged and the land is not even three miles flat, so transporting grain is not an easy task.
Otherwise, Old Demon Zhuge wouldn’t have asked Huo Aji’s tribe to help transport grain.
Lan beans can not only relieve heat and help detoxify to a certain extent, but can also be eaten as food. No fool will agree.
The smile on Feng Yong's face became thicker and thicker, "Go and notify the people in Jincheng right away and tell them that they don't have to worry anymore. Also, tell them that Dongfeng Express lacks guards and let them think of ways to deal with it." Some people come in."
These are not peaceful times, so there must be security when transporting goods.
Let the people from the Xinghan Hui tell their families and get those idle militiamen from Nanzhong to work as security guards at Dongfeng Express. It shouldn't be a big problem.
After all, the reason why a considerable number of people in the Xinghan Society are not valued by their families is simply because their families do not have enough resources. If they have their own way to find resources, there is no reason for their families to refuse even casual help.
For example, Zhao Guang, isn’t there a member of the Zhao family around him now?
“I understand, little brother.”
After Yang Wanwan agreed, he immediately went down to make arrangements.
There was a faint muffled sound of thunder in the distance, and a cool breeze blew into the house.
Feng Yong walked to the door of the house and looked at the sky. At some point, dark clouds began to gather in the sky again, and the wind blowing became cool at some point. It seemed like it was another heavy rain.
The sky is not clear for three days, and the ground is not level for three miles.
is talking about Nanzhong.
Especially in summer, it rains almost every day. Even if there is no heavy rain, there will be some showers.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that no matter whether it rains heavily or lightly, there will always be thunder.
Feng Yong watched the soybean-like raindrops falling, and frowned slightly. The joy just now disappeared again. At the same time, there was a burst of irritability in his heart. He didn't know where Guan Xing was now.
In order not to delay things any longer, Zhang Bao sent someone to go back to Jincheng via the official road to inquire about the news.
While personally leading people over Tanglang Mountain, he re-entered Yueqi County and went to Qiongdu to inquire about Guan Xing's whereabouts, because if Guan Xing wanted to return to Jincheng, he must first return to Qiongdu and then set off from there.
As for Feng Yong's suggestion to ask Zhuge Liang, Zhang Bao impatiently rejected it: because now the prime minister has led his troops across Lu River and entered the barren land, how can the prime minister know where the Anguo people are now?
It's better to catch up all the way by yourself. Maybe you can catch up with someone halfway.
Feng Yong felt extremely irritated by this situation where everyone wanted to find the other person, but no one knew where the other person was.
There is no telephone, just have a telegram!
In the end, he had no choice but to stay in Wei County as agreed, passively waiting for Zhang Bao to send someone to deliver the news.
This wait lasted for more than ten days.
Until one day, when Feng Yong was trying to filter the last thin layer of liquid in the wine jar in the yard, he saw Zhang Bao rushing in with a gust of wind. Before he could stand still, he shouted, "Quick! Quick!"
"Zhang Junhou! How could you..."
Before Feng Yong finished speaking, he was suddenly excited and subconsciously remembered something. He looked behind him and saw a group of people rushing in behind Zhang Bao.
The leader was a handsome man. When he saw Feng Yong, he cried out in panic, "Mr. Feng, save my brother."
“Sanniang!”
Feng Yong then screamed in surprise, and then saw Guan Xing behind her being supported by two people, his eyes closed, and big beads of sweat flowing down his forehead.
“Having a seizure?”
“That’s right, I had an attack right after I arrived in Wei County.” Zhang Bao said very quickly, “Don’t you have a way? Help Anguo quickly.”
“Help him lie down in the house first.”
Feng Yong stayed in Wei County just for Guan Xing's arrival. He had long expected that such a day would come. Seeing everyone's panic, he said calmly.
What Feng Yong didn't expect was that Guan Xingcai had been ill for just over a month and was already severely tormented by malaria.
At the Imperial Mansion in Jincheng, Guan Xing was still an energetic young man, and he even had the energy to threaten himself severely with his eyes.
Now, he has a sickly flushed face, and his two cheekbones protrude like two hills. His cheeks twisted in pain from time to time, as if every movement was a huge torture.
Obviously, this is entering a fever period.
In the febrile stage, the body temperature of malaria patients will soar to 40 degrees or above, accompanied by symptoms such as headache, body aches, and nausea.
Ordinary high fever will only make people confused, but with malaria fever, the patient is very conscious, so every bit of pain in the body can be clearly felt.
Some patients will feel the pain of being pricked by thousands of needles even if they move even slightly.
“Quickly, help Anguo in.”
When Zhang Bao heard this, he quickly greeted him.
No, that’s my house!
Feng Yong watched helplessly as everyone put Guan Xing on his bed.
"what's next?"
Zhang Bao turned around and asked eagerly.
Guan Ji had tears in her eyes and was looking at him nervously, fearing that Feng Yong would say something bad.
"Next..." Feng Yong looked around at everyone, pointed at Amei, and said, "Amei, come here and help me boil some medicine."
He still has many questions to ask Amei.
The waiting process is anxious, but as soon as you see someone, it means that the problem is over, and you just need to think of a way to solve it.
The concentration of artemisinin that has been soaked for so long must be sufficient. The only problem is how to inject the artemisinin into Guan Xing's body.
Until this problem is solved, Feng Yong still has a way to suppress Guan Xing's malaria attack for half a month.
(End of this chapter)