Chapter 473 Smell the scent of medicine again
“When we finally built the road, didn’t we have cement and an engineering team?”
Too lazy to explain this to them, Feng Yong said something random.
Are cement and engineering teams worth so much?
Zhao Guang and Li Yi were even more confused.
Feng Yong had no time for them to continue to struggle with this issue, and continued, "The second thing is for you, Wenxuan. The Prime Minister wants to raise some money and grain to mine copper in Tanglang County, and Xungui's family probably doesn't have much money. , it can only come from the big families in Shu."
In the past two years, Xungui first cultivated Hanzhong, and this year he bought a large number of laborers. If Feng Yong finally opened a horse ranch, it is estimated that many people would be in debt.
Their family doesn't have much money to begin with, and after two years of hard work, they may not have much money left.
The fields and manors in Hanzhong and Nanzhong, the labor in the manors, and the food produced in the fields are the greatest assets they can take advantage of now.
No matter how much you squeeze it, you won’t be able to squeeze out any oil or water.
So his eyes could only turn to the wealthy families in Shu.
"How can I get the big family in Shu to provide this money and food? I'm afraid the prime minister will have to personally come forward to do this, right?"
When Li Yi heard this, his expression was even more frightened than before.
Brother, you think too highly of yourself.
Even if the Prime Minister comes forward in person, it may not be easy.
"Listen to me. This money and food are mortgaged with the two workshops of Nanzheng and Nanxiang in Hanzhong, as well as the pasture. The imperial court is the guarantee, and the prime minister is the witness. Every month, the woolen cloth produced by the workshop will be used to repay interest. The money and part of the capital will be paid off in three or five years."
“Hey, brother, it’s not like we want to mine copper, so why are we mortgaged with the workshop and pasture in Hanzhong?”
Zhao Guang interrupted and asked.
"madness!"
Feng Yong cursed, "How do you think you got the position of guard of Ju County? Why did the Prime Minister ask me to recommend Wenxuan and Wei Ran? Why did the Prime Minister ask us to build an artificial stone road? Why did you put those two thousand horses Sell us the horse?"
Feng Yong and the others can use others as white gloves, but Zhuge Lao Yao actually uses himself as a white glove in this matter.
As for whether the two people in the palace agree to this matter, Feng Yong doesn't need to worry. Anyway, with the majestic prime minister here, everything is not a problem.
Feng Tubao has always been small-minded. If he dares to trick his own people... he must be prepared to be tricked by himself.
It’s all for the big man anyway, right?
With the emergence of the Quyuan Li and the Eight Oxen Plow, coupled with the labor trafficking in Nanzhong, the land controlled by the nobles expanded rapidly, although it did not reach a level comparable to that of the indigenous families in Shuzhong.
But the imperial court has begun to get rid of its dependence on food from aristocratic families.
The failure of food prices to rise in the past two years is proof of this.
Here, Feng Tubao produced high-quality paper, and Zhuge Laoyao began to edit classics again.
This is obviously to take advantage of the family’s knowledge monopoly.
Although this process is somewhat long, it may take five, ten, twenty years, or even two or three generations, but signs have already appeared.
When the two powerful weapons in your hands are controlled, whoever comes next will panic.
The wealthy families in central Sichuan are now a bit like the hot money of later generations who have been forcibly locked in high housing prices. They can't find any way out and are in desperate need of an outlet.
When encountering this kind of situation, most people will either resist or surrender.
It is definitely impossible to resist. Old Demon Zhuge is very terrifying. As long as he is around, there is definitely no way to resist.
The Huang Yuan Rebellion and the Nanzhong Rebellion are examples.
I am not willing to surrender. After all, I have been tricked so badly before, and the laws of the Han Dynasty are so strict now, and I have no privileges at all.
The ninth-rank official method of Cao Wei in the north is so good. We like it very much. Why hasn't Master Wang come yet?
The Shuzhong family was anxious and a little panicked. Finally, someone gave them a chance. I believe many people will try to pay for it.
Of course not because they believed that the court would relax restrictions on them, but because they would not let go of this opportunity to separate the eggs.
Now is the darkest moment in the eyes of the big families in Sichuan. As long as there is an opportunity to divert and retain the fire, they will firmly grasp it - who knows how many years this dark moment will last?
The brave will be starved to death, and the timid will be starved to death. You won’t die if you try, right?
Perhaps we can find a third way out?
Zhao Guang was scolded twice by his brother for being stupid and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Sister Huang is right. When she encounters things she doesn’t understand with her brother, she is just too stupid. She just needs to be obedient and don’t think too much.
Brother will not harm himself.
Li Yi was shocked when he heard what his brother said. Would the Prime Minister... also do such a thing?
But think about it, it seems that this is not the first time that the prime minister has done this to his brother...
“Brother, do you mean to let the younger brother spread the news?”
“That’s right.”
Feng Yong nodded.
Around Feng Yong, if Zhao Guang is the representative of the noble children, then Li Yi is the representative of the children of the aristocratic family.
Although the Li family in Nanzhong and the Li family in Shuzhong cannot pee in the same pot now, it can be seen from the fact that Li Dangzhi can run from Guanzhong to Shuzhong, and then from Shuzhong to Nanzhong, as long as the same Li Dangzhi can Surname, after all the twists and turns, you can always find a connection.
How Li Yi passed the news to the Li family in Shuzhong is nothing to worry about.
As long as the Li family in Shu knows about it, other aristocratic families will also know about it.
As for how to choose, it’s up to them.
Sometimes the development of the family is like raising a puppet, cruel and fierce.
The rise of one branch is sometimes nourished by the decline or even annihilation of that branch.
“And Sanniang, please ask Lord Guan to go to Ma’s house to discuss the racecourse. I have discussed this matter with Lord Nanzhong a long time ago.”
The Ma family still needs to be won over. Ma Dai helped a lot when he was in Hanzhong.
Moreover, Ju County is close to Yang'an Pass. If there is any problem in the future, it is impossible to blame it on him.
Guan Ji nodded, "I understand."
After Feng Yong explained the matter, several people talked for a while before preparing to leave.
Before leaving, Amei looked at Feng Yong longingly and felt a little reluctant to leave - she was the only one who didn't speak to her master.
When a girl becomes a young woman, it is the time when she is most attached.
In the words of later generations, it is the honeymoon period.
Feng Yong knew what she meant, touched her head, and said with a smile, "When you go back, remember to make some food and bring it over every day."
Amei had a satisfied smile on her face and nodded vigorously.
After the four people left, Feng Yong sat down at the table again, broke off a chicken leg, and was chewing it when he heard the sound of "tap-tat-tat" footsteps coming from the passage again.
At that moment he was startled, wondering who was coming back again?
Just when I was about to go out for a look, I saw Guan Ji wearing cowhide boots appearing outside.
“Hey, Sanniang, why are you back?”
Feng Yong was overjoyed when he saw the beauty and went to greet her.
Guan Ji smiled slightly, walked into the cell, and said softly, "When I went out, I saw that it was still early, and I remembered that Alang always asked me to help me write, so I sent them back first and came over to see if there was anyone who needed help. I’m busy.”
Seeing the beauty's smile as beautiful as a flower, Feng Tu'er's heart skipped a beat, "There's nothing I can do for you. It's not like you don't know. Now that I have charcoal, I don't have to worry about writing."
“Alang eats first. Only when he is full will he have strength.”
Guan Ji pushed Feng Yong back to the table, turned around, took out another piece of incense, bent down and lit it on the stove.
As soon as Feng Yong took a bite of the chicken leg, he smelled a familiar aroma, and his expression suddenly changed.
“Sanniang, where did you get this incense? Kill it first!”
Feng Yong hurriedly wanted to reach out and grab it.
How could Guan Ji let him succeed? As soon as she flipped her hand, she directly grabbed Feng Tubao's wrist.
“It hurts, it hurts... Sanniang, be gentler..."
Feng Yong screamed repeatedly.
“Does it hurt?”
Guan Ji said in Feng Yong's ear as tenderly as water, "Does any concubine feel so sad?"
As he spoke, he pulled Feng Yong's hand to her chest, "If you don't believe me, Alang, why don't you touch it?"
The towering place that he usually misses day and night makes Feng Tielu feel like he is exploring a tiger's den.
He stammered, "Sanniang, what's wrong with you?"
"What's the matter? Is Alang really ignorant, or is he pretending not to know?"
Guan Ji's voice suddenly turned cold, and she could only hear her gritting her teeth and saying, "You heartless person! You lied to me and said you couldn't lose your virginity before you turn 18. Tell me! What's going on with Amei?"
When he exerted force in his hand, he heard a "click" sound, and Feng Tubao's hand was almost broken.
“Ouch! Sanniang, you love me so much. You are trying to kill your husband!”
“Bah! My husband is not a duplicitous and heartless person like you.”
Guan Ji spoke forcefully, but when she heard Feng Tibi's scream, her heart softened and she quickly relaxed her hands.
"Sanniang, what do you say? How can I be a heartless person? When I was in Hanzhong, didn't you ask me to take her in? Apart from her, I have never touched anyone else!"
Feng Tibi was able to breathe a sigh of relief, but he defended himself desperately.
Guan Ji was immediately furious when she heard this, and she added two more points to her hand, "Did I ask you to take over the room and let you sleep on her bed first? Also, the whole Jincheng knew that those beautiful faces and moonlike faces you wrote were You wrote to Siniang, have you ever thought of writing one to me? Isn’t this a heartless person?"
“Sanniang, be gentler…”
Feng Yong's forehead hurt and he was sweating. He thought to himself that Sanniang was not so rude on weekdays. Why did she talk about going to bed today?
It seems that I still underestimated the fierceness of the women of the Han Dynasty.
"Easy? You feel so uncomfortable in prison, but you leave all the things in the house to me, and make me frightened every day! Do you know how I got through these days?"
The more she spoke, the angrier Guan Ji became, her eyes almost bursting out of her eyes. She felt extremely resentful and aggrieved, "Liar! Big liar!"
Then he turned his hand again, and Feng Tubiao felt his whole body rise into the air, flying a long distance, and with a "thud", he fell directly to the couch, almost losing his breath.
“Sanniang, what are you doing?”
Feng Yong turned his head and saw Guan Ji reaching out to pull out the hairpin on her head, flicking it gently, and her long hair fell like flowing water.
Easy to undress Luo Shang, the coat comes off, revealing the deep and curved garment underneath. The body is tight and narrow, the chest is high and the waist is full.
The long legs, set off by the long riding boots, make people feel that they have amazing elasticity at a glance. The legs are not enough to play for a few years, but a lifetime.
“Gudong”, Feng Yong took a deep breath.
There is a seductive gesture even when taking off the boots.
Then there was only a slight "stretching" sound, and the belt around the waist was loosened slightly.
Feng Tibi suddenly felt that his whole body was swollen with heat and blood.
Damn it, this spice is so medicinal!
“Feng Mingwen, do you think I’m pretty or not?”
The clothes are half unbuttoned, the shoulders are slightly exposed, and the beauties are alluring, and they come with all their looks.
"looks great…"
“What’s a good idea?”
“It’s hard to give up on your natural beauty. When you look back, you smile with all your charm. The hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows. It’s as bright as the morning glow of the sun. It’s as bright as the waves coming out of a lotus canal. The beauty covers both the present and the past..."
What else is coming?
Feng Yong was so anxious that he was sweating.
Guan Ji smiled with satisfaction, this **** wouldn't tell the truth unless forced.
“You look so good, why don’t you take it off!”
Guan Ji was delighted, but her face was cold and her voice was even colder.
“Take off...whose thing is it?”
“What do you think?”
Guan Ji sneered, "If you don't want to, then let me help you!"
With that said, he stepped forward and was about to tear Feng Yong's clothes apart.
“Stop, Sanniang, don’t do this, you are in jail!”
Although I don’t understand why Guan Ji suddenly went crazy, people come in at any time in the prison, and Feng Yongke doesn’t have the bad habit of being watched in real time.
“Don’t worry, I have bolted the iron door of the prison so no one can come in.”
“will be heard.”
"Impossible! I paid special attention when I came in. I had to turn around the corner to hear it when the door was open!"
“This day of prostitution…”
"The day is the day! Are you afraid of the day?"
What the hell...
There was only a "chi la" sound, and Feng Tibi's horrified voice sounded, "Don't tear it, I'll take it off!"
(End of this chapter)