Chapter 422 Conversation
Meng Yan's matter was of great importance. Li Yi could tell him and others about it because he and others had to think of ways to assist Li Hui at that time.
Before this, Li Yike had never revealed anything.
This is enough to illustrate the level of secrecy surrounding this matter.
Guan Xing is currently in a period of recuperation. The Southern Expedition basically has nothing to do with him. It is best not to talk about it if possible.
Hearing what Feng Yong said, Guan Xing gave him a strange look, "What do you mean, no matter where Meng Huo goes, the prime minister is sure to capture him again?"
“The prime minister has his own reasons for doing things.”
Feng Yong answered vaguely, "Moreover, don't you think that the Prime Minister's approach is the same as when he was in Yuesi County, but he took a different path and reached the same destination?"
Guan Xing was startled. He remembered that the Prime Minister deliberately marched slowly when Gaoding was pacified in Yueyi, and waited until Gaoding had summoned all the barbarian commanders to defeat them in one fell swoop. Then he suddenly came to his senses.
At this time, his look at Feng Yong was a little unusual, "Did you guess this yourself?"
Feng Yong curled his lips, "Is there anything strange? It's easy to think of something."
Of course the Prime Minister is great!
Justice, strictness, dedication and dedication...
Everyone else can bully the Hu people, Shanyue. Only the Prime Minister, after pacifying Nanzhong, found ways to appease the people of Nanzhong and worked hard to improve the living standards of the people of Nanzhong, which made the people of Nanzhong grateful. More than a thousand years.
It all depends on the support of my peers!
However, if you uncover the beautiful appearance of the legend and interpret it with historical dialectics, it becomes: The various measures Zhuge Liang took in Nanzhong to ensure the stability of the Shu Han rear area objectively promoted the development of the Nanzhong region.
Let you take a turn first, and then help you improve your living standards—human beings still play this way after more than a thousand years.
This also shows from the side that human society has never progressed, except for learning to shout slogans louder.
For example, the later generations of "Look, Amei" are almost the same, but the techniques are not very skillful. I have been playing like a stupid tree for more than ten years, but I haven't come up with a trick, and I have been cursed by the whole world. It's too Low end.
It is not as skillful as Zhuge Lao Yao, the effect lasts for more than a thousand years, and it can still be remembered by the people of Nanzhong.
Of course, at this time, the people in Nanzhong did not know that Meng Huo, who had been secretly cursed by the plague, had become a plague **** and was ready to trap all his fellow villagers.
Although his original intention was to resist, he was actually leading the way.
Even after being arrested seven times, he was still not killed! The Prime Minister is so kind...
But in the process of seven captures and seven escapes, who will worry about how many people were killed and how many were captured?
The capital of Guizhou is not considered a human being, let alone barbarians?
As for a successor like himself who grew up under the red flag, he would care about the life and death of prisoners of war with a benevolent heart and let them play their due role. It is simply a shining spirit of humanitarianism.
Thinking of this, Feng Tubie felt that he should not be negatively evaluated in future textbooks. At any rate, he was also subjectively trying to promote the economic development of the central and southern regions!
Just the way Guan Xing looked at him was even weirder: Can you figure it out easily?
However, when he thought of Feng Yong's identity, he felt relieved.
So Guan Xing pondered for a moment, and then asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you think, after this southern expedition, should we make public the technique of blessing the chicken and the old man?"
This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be stunned.
“Do you think it’s time, too?”
“Have you thought of it a long time ago?”
Guan Xing took a deep look at Feng Yong.
Feng Yong nodded, "The prime minister's southern expedition was able to cross the Shanghai River so easily, cross the barren land, and intercept Meng Huo on the bank of the Pan River. The dry food in the army now plays a major role."
He pointed to the north and said, "The Han and the traitors are not at odds with each other, and the king's business is not in peace. Sooner or later, the prime minister will make an expedition to the north. I have stayed in Hanzhong for more than a year, and I understand some of the situation in Hanzhong."
“Whether it’s from Hanzhong to Guanzhong or to Liangzhou, the road is difficult to travel. The whole country’s Northern Expedition is not like the small war in Nanzhong today. By then, the supply of military rations will be a big problem.”
“If we go by the old plank road in Hanzhong, it would be difficult to support the transportation of grain, so this military dry food must be a top priority now. When the time comes, we, as a family, will definitely not be able to control it like we do today.”
The Southern Expedition, which did not even bring any generals, was definitely a small undertaking compared to the Northern Expedition.
The Southern Expedition was a military training process, just like Taizong spanking a child in later generations. In the later stage, he refused to stop and had to take turns to practice in all military regions across the country.
As for whether the children’s toys were smashed to pieces, that’s none of my business?
Who called you a naughty kid?
Besides, weren’t your toys also given to you by me?
But the Northern Expedition was different. It was a nationwide effort. Once something went wrong, it would be a serious crime.
Now, my family is barely able to supply military rations for the southern expedition.
Otherwise, it would not have been necessary to ask the court to stop selling dry food several months in advance.
That is to say, this kind of military dry food has not been officially used in the army before, and no one knows how effective it is.
Later, the imperial court sold it to the militia. In addition to generating income, the militia also allowed the militia to help the imperial army test the poison first to see if it was feasible.
In the end, you can win favors from powerful people.
So, it is not unreasonable why Feng Tubao keeps shouting at Zhuge Lao Yao Zhuge Lao Yao.
The Southern Expedition was the first trial of dry food in the army.
At present, it seems that the effect should be good, so after the Southern Expedition, Zhuge Lao Yao will definitely have some thoughts on dry food. It is basically impossible for his family to control it alone.
It's better to be more straightforward and send it out on your own initiative. At least you can be a favor and gain some points with the Han Prime Minister.
After listening to Feng Yong's words, Guan Xing was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Feng Yong steadily.
Seeing this made Feng Yong feel a little scared.
“Why do you look at me like this?”
Feng Tubie tried to ask.
“The Han and the thieves are not at odds with each other, and the king’s business is not at peace. This is a sincere and impassioned statement!”
Guan Xing suddenly said this.
"right?"
Feng Yong chuckled.
“Is there any more wine?”
“No, what do you want wine for?”
After hearing this, Guan Xing glanced at Feng Yong and sighed, "I heard from Sanniang that when you write articles, you always write half and leave half, which is really annoying. I finally know it now!"
Feng Yong:…
"Such a sentence deserves to be said clearly, but in your eyes, it is just ordinary."
It was very common originally. Whoever plays the Three Kingdoms doesn't know this sentence. Anyway, future generations often talk about it.
Looking at Feng Yongyong's disapproving look, Guan Xing frowned and said, "I always feel that your perspective on people and things is different from ordinary people. What others value is ordinary in your eyes. But what others don't care about, But you still have to worry about it."
Feng Yong was shocked.
Then he argued, "Your Majesty is wrong! Sanniang, what is important to me is not what your Majesty values?"
Guan Xing's face changed.
So, I just want to beat this guy to death!
Can you speak?
She glanced at her sister subconsciously and saw Guan Jixia's cheeks fluttering. Although she glared at Feng Yong with a reproachful look, the moment she lowered her head, the affection in her eyes could not be concealed.
Guan Xing sighed deeply in his heart, feeling a little unmotivated.
“Xingwu and I are brothers. As long as I explain the cause and effect of this matter to him, he will definitely agree. Old General Zhao has a thorough knowledge of the country and has far-reaching knowledge, so he will understand the truth. It’s just that the Ma family..."
Guan Xing thought for a while and said, "After General Ma Huqi passed away, although the head of the Ma family is Ma Cheng, the person in charge is actually General Chencang Houma, so this matter is a bit difficult to handle."
Feng Yong understood what Guan Xing meant.
Ma Cheng was born after Ma Chao entered Shu. He is still a young lady under ten years old. Although he is called the head of the Ma family, he is a child who cannot speak.
The person in the Ma family who can speak well is Ma Dai.
Now that the art of wishing the rooster is about to be handed over, it is a question whether the Ma family's income can be maintained.
But Ma Dai personally has a share of the pasture.
The side sect is strong and the main sect is weak.
In this way, in the eyes of the uninitiated, it would be suspected of helping other sects to bully the orphan sect.
There are only three things that can happen. When it comes to disputes between large and small sects, the He and Li families have already had examples.
It's just that these two families are both from local aristocratic families, so even if the aristocratic families suffered a loss, they did not dare to shout loudly.
If it is the Ma family, it is directly based on the population.
This is not Feng Yongzai’s unfounded worry.
In ancient times, it was very important to have a good reputation.
After the death of Old Demon Zhuge, even the names of Liu Bei and Liu Chan, father and son, were brought up to argue, and it was explained that the foundation was complete and waiting to be ceded to others, so surrendering was in compliance with God's will.
What the hell!
Heizi is not unique to later generations. In ancient times, Heizi was still a top professional Heizi, the kind who read poetry and books and was well-read. Most people can't really talk about them.
At that time, if someone has a crooked mouth and says something like this: The Northern Expedition is to restore the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty, but your own methods are not orthodox, then what is the point of restoring it?
Maybe someone will take this opportunity to cite another allusion to prove that the Northern Expedition is destined to be unsuccessful.
That would be upsetting.
And even if Feng Yong doesn't care about his own reputation, don't other companies care about it too?
"This matter," Feng Yong pondered for a moment, "There is no rush. Let's talk about it first and see what the Ma family has to say."
“That’s all it can do.”
Guan Xing said somewhat helplessly.
I'm stuck. I've been stuck all night. I'll post one chapter first, and I'll write another chapter after thinking about it tonight.
(End of this chapter)