Chapter 465 Chat
It's just that the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty has an order. Even if Feng Yong is not happy, how can he dare to shirk it?
At the moment, he could only reply, "To always get along with good friends is like smelling the fragrance of orchids."
As soon as Li Feng heard this, he saluted again with a look of joy on his face, "My younger brother Feng has met my elder brother. Although my younger brother didn't understand what my elder brother just sang, I thought it had a lot of rhyme, but the poem he wrote newly Gift?
Feng Yong was startled and thought, can you also hear "Tears Behind Bars" that I sang in Mandarin?
“Ahem, I just made it up for a while, it can’t be taken seriously.”
Feng Tubie laughed and explained.
“Li Dalang has always admired your articles. Yesterday I learned that I would come over to meet you, and I couldn’t restrain myself on the spot.”
Zhuge Liang has long been familiar with Feng Tubao's temperament. Seeing his appearance now, he knew that he was talking nonsense again, so he immediately reminded him, "If you have a new work, it would be a good idea to discuss it with Li Dalang."
Um? From what Zhuge Yao means, it seems that Li Feng is still my little fanboy?
Feng Yong looked at Li Feng again and saw admiration on his face, with joy shining in his eyes.
It’s unmistakable. This look is so familiar to Feng Yong. The little fans who followed the stars in later generations looked like this when they saw their idols.
Of course, the more sensible kind.
So a certain bumpkin couldn't help but feel smug in his heart, I actually have fans?
As soon as he thought about it, Feng Yong agreed: "Okay, okay, if I have a new work, I will definitely ask Li Langjun to correct it."
"I dare not correct you." Li Feng said quickly, "Brother's excellent work, how can a stupid person like Feng correct me? Even the master once told me that when I arrived in Jincheng, I wanted to ask my brother for advice."
This Li Feng has a tendency to turn into a crazy fan.
Just listening to Li Feng’s words, it seems that Li Yan is also paying attention to me?
Not only did Feng Yong murmur in his heart, but even Zhuge Liang's eyes flashed with light.
“Sit down, I have something to say to you.”
Zhuge Liang did not let Li Feng and Feng Yong continue talking. He sat down on the chair, pointed to the chair opposite, looked at the chessboard on the table, and motioned to Feng Yong, "Let's talk about a game?"
Then he picked up a black chess piece and looked at the chessboard on the table. He was shocked to find that the chess pieces on both sides seemed a bit messy, with no layout at all.
“Prime Minister, I don’t know how to talk with my hands.”
Feng Tibi sat on the chair and said a little shyly.
Zhuge Liang frowned when he heard this, "Didn't you ask someone to play chess with you when you came in just now?"
Hand pointed to the chessboard again, "If you don't know how to talk with your hands, who set this up?"
He thought Feng Yong was not good at chess and was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he added, "Playing chess is to sharpen one's mind and learn the art of war. It doesn't matter if you don't play well. As long as you study hard, you will always make progress."
Feng Tubie coughed dryly and said, "Prime Minister, I really don't know how. My chessboard uses a different method of playing."
“Oh, is there another way to play this chess?”
The Han Prime Minister raised his eyebrows and said, "This is quite new. Can you tell me about it?"
At the same time, I was thinking in my heart, could this be the rule of his sect?
“Now, Prime Minister, this is very simple. You see, as long as this is done, whoever can connect the five chess pieces in a line first, black and white, will win. It can be done horizontally, vertically, or diagonally.”
Zhuge Liang was stunned.
I wonder what kind of rule this is?
It doesn't matter if you put the chess piece in your hand, or if you don't put it away.
Feng Yong gave Zhuge Liang a chance to repent. He immediately cleared the chess pieces on the chessboard and said respectfully, "Prime Minister, you go first?"
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty wanted to overturn the table all of a sudden. Did I say that I wanted to play this kind of chess with you? Can you do things as usual for once?
Every time I take a wrong approach!
However, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty was extremely intelligent after all. After thinking about it for a moment, he let the sunspot go down at will.
There was a sound of "gurulu" from the corner of the wall, and Feng Yong quickly ran over and brought the boiled water over.
He then took out a bowl and a small jar from the bedside cabinet, pinched some tea leaves from the small jar and put it into the bowl to brew. Then he put it in front of Zhuge Liang and said, "Prime Minister, take a sip of tea first."
Then he smiled apologetically at Li Feng and Wang You, "There are not enough bowls in the prison and there are not many chairs. The two gentlemen are tired."
“It doesn’t matter, I’ll just stand there.”
Li Feng and Wang You said quickly.
How can they have a place to sit in front of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty?
Only a person like my brother is qualified to sit in front of the prime minister.
Feng Yong also poured himself a bowl, then sat down in front of the prime minister, picked up a white chess piece and put it on it.
Then he reached over, picked up the dried apricots in the fruit plate, put it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it directly.
Zhuge Liang’s eyes twitched when he saw his appearance.
There is no posture when standing, there is no posture when sitting, and even playing chess is restless!
As the tea leaves are brewed in the boiling water, the color of the water begins to change, and the unique fragrance of the tea leaves spreads.
Zhuge Liang couldn't help but take a breath, couldn't help but pick up the bowl and take a sip, and then asked, "Where did you get the tea leaves in this season?"
“Oh, didn’t I open a tea garden on the hillside behind Zhuangzi three years ago? This year I picked some tea leaves and stored them.”
With sufficient fertilizer applied to the garden and the careful care of the Amei clan members, the tea trees are growing well and can be harvested in the second half of this year.
“I forgot about this one.” Zhuge Liang then remembered that Feng Yong had planted a large area of tea trees in his village.
Feng Yong said with a beaming face, "Let me tell you, Prime Minister, this tea is a good thing. That Liang Si and I..."
Speaking, he paused and glanced at Li Feng and Wang You again.
“It doesn’t matter, just say so.”
Zhuge Liang knew what he meant and said.
"Oh, that's right. I made an agreement with Liang Si. In addition to this woolen cloth, I also asked them to help me sell some tea to the Hu people in the north."
Thinking that the hillsides behind Zhuangzi were all covered with tea gardens, Feng Tibi was excited. Damn it, the wait has finally come to this day!
Tea, a necessity for the barbarians!
Wool! oxen and horses! woman! Fur!
Hand them all over!
“It’s okay to drink tea in Shu. There are also wealthy families in the north who may also have the habit of drinking tea. It’s just that these barbarians drink tea. How come I have never heard of it?”
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty apparently did not realize the importance of tea as a strategic material.
“So I just asked Liang Si to help me try to sell some.”
Feng Tubie chuckled and said, "Maybe it will be a big hit?"
Zhuge Liang obviously felt that Feng Yong was having some whims. He shook his head and smiled, then picked up another chess piece and put it down. "Whether you are selling it to the barbarians in the north or planning to sell it in Shu, don't get your hands on it yourself."
The Han Dynasty's suppression of merchants was not as severe as that of the later dynasties. This can be seen from the fact that the Han Dynasty had special commercial taxes such as "calculating money" and "calculating cars and ships".
In the dynasties after the abnormal development of Confucianism, they could not even collect business taxes.
It’s just that it’s not a good idea to really get the reputation of being a businessman these days.
So wear white gloves.
"understand."
Feng Yong nodded.
"Speaking of the business in the north, Prime Minister, although the Liang family wants to buy woolen cloth from me, what about the wool, cattle and horses they get in exchange?"
It was Zhuge Liang's strategy to use woolen cloth to open the way to Liangzhou.
So Feng Yong didn’t expect to be able to take it all to himself.
Besides, isn’t collecting import and export tariffs the basic operation of the country?
"Ma Youchang also opened a workshop in Nanzheng, Hanzhong. It's just that Ju County didn't receive much wool from the Hu people this year, so the woolen cloth still has to come from you."
Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong and said thoughtfully, "Have it half, just like the year before. On the court's side, the main ones are wool and horses, and you can take the cattle and sheep. Just make up for whatever is not enough."
Feng Yong was overjoyed. He really didn’t expect Old Demon Zhuge to be so generous.
"One more thing, Nanzheng's workshop, please ask Nanxiang to do a favor and send some people to teach." Zhuge Liang knocked on the table, "The imperial court's workshop has been open for a year, and it is still in a mess. There’s nothing like it.”
I thought that the workshop was just about bringing together people and spinning wheels and looms, and then spinning wool to weave cloth, but I didn’t expect that it was too simple.
Not only the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the weavers in the workshop, but also how to manage them on daily basis is a big problem.
The workshop in Nanzheng has been open for almost a year, but it has not spun a few bolts of cloth. Even the cloth it has managed to spin is of such poor quality that it may not even be sold to barbarians.
Ma Su originally thought of going to Nanxiang to find Li Qiu and others privately, and wanted some people from Nanxiang to help, but he was rejected outright.
Not to mention Li Qiu and others, even Li Mu had a tough attitude. She only talked about the Nanxiang workshop and ranch and asked her brother to speak.
Ma Su had no choice but to tell the truth to Zhuge Liang in the end.
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was also a little fed up: Others can build ranches and workshops in white fields, but you have examples before you, and you have the help of the court, but you still can't do it?
Even though he said this, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty also knew that such a thing as a workshop had never appeared before, and no one else except this boy really knew the secrets here.
"no problem."
Feng Yong fully agreed to this additional condition.
"I heard that Mrs. Mu from Nanxiang is very powerful..."
“That won’t work!”
Feng Tubiao trembled and quickly changed his words.
Li Mu is now the backbone of the workshop, and is also the spokesperson for the Li family's interests in Nanxiang. The Li family is also responsible for supplying vegetables and some grain to the workshop and pasture.
Without her, most of the workshop would collapse.
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty sighed and said, "I'm just borrowing it for a few days."
"That won't work either." Feng Yong rolled his eyes and said, "There is a girl named Axiang next to Li Mu, who is my concubine's playmate. Originally, I planned to let her stay with Li Mu and train her to be a daughter-in-law. The one in charge. If the workshop in Nanzheng is really short of people, I can let her go."
Feng Tubie said this without blushing at all.
That Ah Xiang has been with Li Mu for so long, even a pig can learn a few things.
What's more, Nanxiang has been running night schools for two years.
Nowadays, in workshops and ranches, if both men and women want to climb up the ladder, in addition to being good at their job, they must also learn literacy and basic arithmetic.
For arithmetic within one hundred, use a branch to write and draw on the ground. At least you have to give the correct answer to be qualified to be a team leader or something like that.
Being able to recognize a certain amount of characters and know simple arithmetic problems is common in the workshops and pastures of Nanxiang.
But if you put it outside, it is a treasure.
As long as this Axiang can reach the level of a team leader in the workshop and be released as a manager or something, there will be no big problem.
Besides, if she hadn't been careful at the beginning, how could she have encouraged that weakling Amei to complain to her?
But when Zhuge Liang heard what Feng Yong said, his heart moved. This guy has a lot of people at hand?
Thinking of the various news coming back from Hanzhong, the Han Prime Minister was even more convinced of this idea, and looked at Feng Yong with a strange look.
It is not unusual to have people on hand. What is strange is how to keep a steady stream of people on hand?
Thinking of this, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty became a little wandering.
“Prime Minister, the five sons are connected, I win.”
Feng Yong, however, didn't care what Zhuge Liang was thinking and shouted happily.
Zhuge Liang glanced at the chessboard casually, then nodded and admitted defeat, "Yes, you won."
"yeah!"
Feng Tibi shouted excitedly and glanced at Zhuge Liang longingly, "Prime Minister, are you still coming?"
Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong strangely. In such a simple chess game, what's so exciting about winning or losing?
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty did not know how future generations would evaluate him.
Feng Tubiao only felt that he had defeated this eternal demon, and it felt so great!
No, I wrote in a notebook immediately after I was released from prison: On a certain day in December of the third year of Jianxing, Feng Yong and Zhuge Liang won in a chess game - backgammon!
When I die, I will carve this incident on a stone slab and bury it with me!
“Come again.”
The two men cleaned up the chess game and started over.
"The woolen cloth produced in Nanzheng's workshop will be used in the army first. It is related to the great plan of the north. You should be more careful and don't ruin the important matter, otherwise I will not let you go."
The so-called northern plan is nothing more than the Northern Expedition.
Liangzhou is also a cold place. It would be a good thing if the soldiers in the military camp could use wool cloth.
"Don't worry, Prime Minister, haven't the highways between Nanxiang and Nanzheng been built now? It only takes a day. If there is something urgent, just ask Governor Ma to send someone directly to Nanxiang."
The cement road was repaired on and off for more than a year, finally connecting Nanxiang and Nanzheng.
The quality of the roads in Nanxiang is definitely not as good as that in Nanxiang. Due to terrain reasons, coal ballast and gravel are still used to pave the roads in some areas.
But compared to the roads of this era, it is already a rare good road in the world.
The letter from Li Qiu and others said that this road is a magnificent avenue, which everyone is amazed by, or it may be called the road of immortals.
Now this road has become the main thoroughfare in Hanzhong, with an endless stream of pedestrians and business travelers coming and going every day.
At the same time, Feng Yong finally trained the first professional civil engineering team.
“If it doesn’t work, you can ask the weavers from Nanzheng Workshop to go to Nanxiang to help for a few days, and then let them come back after they have learned how to do it.”
The transportation is convenient anyway, and agent training is very simple.
Zhuge Liang was a little surprised by Feng Yong's casual solution. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was really a good idea.
“What exactly are you thinking?”
Zhuge Liang sincerely praised this time, "This is indeed a good method."
"Training fee..." Feng Yong glanced at the Han Prime Minister, had to swallow his words, and changed his words, "But it is a well-known fact that the weavers in Nanxiang have good food. When they go there, they can't live and eat for free. Bar?"
"Counted into the cattle and sheep exchanged from the north."
Zhuge Liang said angrily.
This guy really doesn't want to suffer any losses.
“Have you ever learned the art of Guan Zhong?”
Zhuge Liang suddenly asked.
Guan Zhong?
Of course Feng Yong knows the ancestor of China’s economics.
But it is limited to what is recorded in history books, but I really have no understanding of his thoughts and doctrines.
"No ah."
“Really?”
Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong suspiciously.
Feng Yong suddenly remembered the strategy he had mentioned to Zhuge Liang in Nanzhong.
Weixian alliance, isn't it just to imitate the old thing of Duke Huan of Qi?
The reason why Duke Huan of Qi, a novice, was able to dominate the Central Plains was precisely because of Guan Zhong's assistance.
At the moment, I could only say, "I only understand it a little bit."
“Understand a little bit?”
Zhuge Liang asked leisurely, "Why do I think you have learned it specially?"
“I won’t talk about what happened just now. Your wool incident is very similar to Guan Zhong’s purchase of deer and the surrender of Chu State, and Qi Wan and Lu Zhen’s old incident. Don’t you think it is very similar?”
"ah?"
Feng Yong was a little confused, "What do you mean?"
(End of this chapter)