Chapter 474 Things in Nanxiang
Feng Tibi watched Guan Ji come over and unbuttoned his clothes with trembling hands.
Inadvertently, my eyes could not help but look towards the bottomless ravine.
Looking up at the beauty again, I saw Guan Ji's beautiful face was slightly flushed, her cheeks were gleaming, and her charming eyes were a little shy, but she was staring at herself stubbornly and pretending to be cold.
The cloud-like hair half covers her face and is spread loosely. This messiness only shows the beauty's charm and elegance - a kind of elegance that can only be seen on the couch.
Feng Yong only felt his mouth was dry.
Which type of word it is depends on the degree of filth in your heart.
Only heard Feng Tibi murmured, "...it's not too good, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Guan Ji felt angry again and screamed, "Then Amei can do it at night, but I can't?"
well,…
Isn’t that enough?
…
After several storms, Guan Ji could only lie in Feng Yong's arms, panting.
Feng Yong caressed the strong lower abdomen and felt the warm smoothness. He secretly praised it in his heart. This woman who exercises regularly is different.
“Why is Sanniang like this?”
Feng Yong asked softly.
Guan Ji's cheeks were flushed. She hugged Feng Yong tightly and buried herself in her lover's arms. After a long time, she said softly, "I don't want to wait any longer. A Lang, can you go and propose marriage to my brother as soon as possible?" ?”
Amei’s matter was just an excuse, and Siniang’s threat had been her long-standing worry.
These days, she has long understood that the queen was involved behind the incident of her lover beating up her daughter and being imprisoned.
The Queen has never given up her desire to let Si Niang marry her lover.
As a sister who grew up together, Guan Ji understands the Queen's methods best.
The words "Zhang Jiawen, Guan Jiawu" are a joke between girls in the boudoir, but they are not completely unreasonable.
At least so far, among the women she knew, except for her aunt, no one could compare with her sister.
She can use this method today, who knows what methods she will use tomorrow?
Seeing that Siniang is about to grow another year after this year, the threat becomes even greater.
What's more, since the loss of Jingzhou, the Guan family has not been welcomed by anyone in the court. There is always a sense of guilt and shame when dealing with royalty.
If it weren't for her aunt's dealings and support, and her lover who was truly deeply affectionate for her, she wouldn't have the full confidence to compete with Siniang.
In addition, she has been involuntarily worried these days, fearing that something bad will happen to her lover. Her emotions are extremely depressed, but she insists on acting tough in front of everyone. No one shares this with her. pressure.
Now that I saw my lover, I realized how afraid I was of losing him, and the long-suppressed feelings finally burst out.
"Sanniang...you are too worried. Don't worry, I will propose marriage after I am released from prison."
Hearing the always cold Guan Ji take the initiative to bring up this topic, Feng Yong understood her worries and patted her snow-white back comfortingly.
Facing the pressure from the royal family, it would be a lie to say that you are not worried. It does not mean that everyone is Zhuge Lao Yao, or an illegal time traveler like myself.
When they first met in Fengzhuang, Feng Yong thought that this kind of woman was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. If her protective color could be peeled off, her passion could melt a man.
It seems to be true.
Zhao Guang also said that Sister Guan has a strong temperament, and once she makes a decision, even Uncle Guan can't change her decision.
It’s just that her cold appearance has always made people ignore her true temperament.
Ignored it, really ignored it...
Feng Turtle sighed. He spent his whole life hunting geese, but he was pecked and blinded by the wild geese.
Thinking like this, my mind started to move again, how about... let the geese peck me again?
As soon as he had the intention, Guan Ji felt it immediately. She pressed her lover's hand, her eyes turned, and she spat, "Why haven't I seen you so impatient before? You don't know how to pity people at all." .”
Feng Yong said with a smile on his face, "How can I not pity you? I just talk, I don't move."
Speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold the towering place, sighing in his heart, his child will definitely not be short of food in the future.
Guan Ji has been worried for a while, coupled with all kinds of pressure and rumors, she has long been exhausted. Now once she relaxes, she quickly falls asleep.
Looking at her jade-like face, Feng Yong sighed softly. The beauty did this when he was imprisoned. She did not mean to show to him that she would share the joys and sorrows together.
Having found such a beautiful woman, what else can I ask for?
The last month of the third year of Jianxing passed quickly. In January in Hanzhong, there was still a chill in the wind.
Li Tong walked into a yard carrying a basin of chopped grass. When the geese inside saw the person, they immediately stretched their necks and surrounded him.
These are two-month-old geese. There are only seventeen of them. They are not many, but they are Li Tong’s treasure.
There are different batches of geese in other yards.
This is Li Tong's inspiration from Feng Yong's "Zhu Ji Weng" technique. Although geese don't lay eggs as frequently as chickens, they are better at having bigger eggs, bigger bodies, and more meat.
They grow very quickly and eat mostly grass. Just mixing in some bran is enough to meet their daily needs.
The most important thing is to be able to survive and not easily suffer from plague.
While the geese were grabbing for food with their heads lowered, Li Tong carefully observed every corner of the yard and the size of the geese before he smiled with satisfaction.
It seems that this batch of geese has passed the period when they are most susceptible to death.
It is too cold in winter, so it is difficult to feed the hatched geese. Fortunately, Nanxiang is different from other places, with endless charcoal, refined charcoal, stoves, greenhouses, etc.
Although Li Mu was very strict with his younger brother, he still cared about him. Over the past year, he had watched him stay on his own terms and really settle down to learn how to manage the manor. He was not stingy at all in the convenience he could give him.
Li Tong seemed to be addicted to learning how to manage the manor. He went to Li Mu and asked people from the Nanxiang engineering team to help him build several large yards and raise several batches of geese.
Throughout the winter, he also set up a stove in the yard, fearing that the geese would be bitten by the cold.
After feeding the geese, Li Tong returned to his house, took out a notebook, and began to record in detail the growth of the geese in each yard.
A thick notebook recording his entire effort last year.
At this time, I only heard a servant reporting from outside: "Mr. Lang, Madam Mu is here. She is waiting for you to pass in the front hall."
Li Tong was shocked, quickly put down what he was doing and rushed to the front hall.
Li Mu was sitting at the main seat in the front hall, drinking **** soup. The weather was still a bit cold, and drinking **** soup could make people feel warmer.
“I’ve met my sister.”
Li Tong hurriedly saluted Li Mu.
Li Mu has been in a high position for a long time and is used to giving orders. In addition, she comes from a noble family and has learned etiquette since she was a child. Now her every move begins to carry an invisible dignity, which is rare among women.
Li Tong glanced at his sister and saw that she was already feeling an inexplicable pressure just sitting there.
"sit down."
“I wonder why my sister is here?”
Li Tong asked cautiously.
“I heard you are raising geese?”
Li Tong was surprised when he heard his sister ask this question, and quickly replied, "I just raised some in my spare time. Don't worry, I won't miss the things in the manor."
“Do you have any thoughts?”
Li Mu asked something that surprised Li Tong.
“Only...occasionally, a few.”
Li Tong didn't understand what Li Mu meant. He remembered what he had recorded in the room and stuttered slightly.
After hearing this, Li Mu had a satisfied smile on his face. This brother finally did something right.
With a gesture, Axiang, who had been standing by her side, quickly walked over and handed a notebook to Li Tong.
"This is…"
Li Tong took the book inexplicably.
Li Mu motioned to Li Tong to open it and said, "This is just passed down from Jincheng. It is the art of wishing chickens and wengs written by Feng Langjun a few years ago. Feng Langjun plans to raise more chickens and ducks in Nanxiang this year." "
Feng Yong had people open a special pig farm. It was originally intended to reward those servants who performed outstandingly, and at the same time, it could also provide everyone with some extra fuel during the holidays.
Everyone felt that Feng Yong was too kind to those slaves at first.
Later, when Li Mu was accounting for the food in the workshop, he discovered the secret: without oil and water support, food consumption would increase by at least one-quarter to one-third.
If the meat, oil and water provided at a certain period of time are enough, the slave's work efficiency will not only increase, but he will also eat less food.
Learning this secret, Li Mu began to strongly support pig raising.
When she heard that her brother was learning to raise geese, she tried her best to provide convenience. What she wanted was that as long as her brother could settle down and nothing would happen, it would be fine.
Unexpectedly, God was so kind and gave me a great opportunity at this time.
“Chickens, ducks, and geese are all similar. Since you have learned how to raise geese, it will be easier for you to get started. That’s why I asked for this job for you.”
Li Mu smiled and said, "If it is done well, it will be a great achievement."
As a daughter, I only hold the position of the workshop manager. Even if it is a big issue in the clan, I can still have a say.
If my brother can get help from Feng Langjun, and with the support of his sister, after the grandfather passes away, he may not be able to consider the position of clan leader.
When the time comes, let’s see how she deals with those people in her clan who made trouble for her siblings!
“How could Feng...Mr. Lang reveal this technique of wishing the rooster and the old man to the public?”
Li Tong did not have such far-reaching thoughts as Li Mu. After hearing what his sister said, he was shocked again. He quickly opened it and saw that it contained the method of raising chickens and ducks.
"I don't know about this." Li Mu shook his head, "You don't have to worry about it so much, just learn the tricks here and raise the chickens and ducks well."
"Last year, didn't you build several large yards to raise geese? I heard that you even put on a stove? Now that it's cold, it's a good time to try this technique of blessing the rooster."
“What about my goose?”
Li Tong's expression changed.
Li Mu didn't care, "I'll find a way to deal with it myself. Feng Langjun didn't think about raising geese at first, but he had his own reasons. How can you compare to Feng Langjun? With this Zhujiweng What kind of geese are you wasting all your time raising?"
“Sister, that’s not the case, this goose...”
Li Tong wanted to defend himself.
"Snapped!"
Li Mu, however, impatiently slammed the table and shouted, "What? You want to screw with me again?"
Li Tong saw his sister sitting on top, staring at him with cold eyes. He immediately panicked and muttered, "I don't dare."
“That would be best.”
Li Mu saw Li Tong's cowering look and sighed inwardly. He softened his tone and said, "I am doing this for your own good. You are my dear brother, how could I harm you?"
"When you can really learn it and make great contributions, I will go to Feng Langjun to ask for a favor. If you can join the official career, that would be the best. By then you will be strong-willed when speaking in the clan, who dares Looking down on you?"
Li Tong lowered his head and made a docile gesture, "I thank you, sister."
"You are my dear brother. If you don't help me, who else can I help?" Li Mu waved his hand, "Why do we need to say thank you? You should read this book carefully first and don't spread it around casually."
“I understand, little brother.”
After seeing off Li Mu, Li Tong returned to the yard where the geese were raised. He looked at the geese that were walking around in the yard with their heads held high, extending their necks and calling twice from time to time, with a look of heartache in his eyes.
At the same time, Huang Chong, who was patrolling the Han River, returned to the county, changed out of his muddy boots, and as soon as he walked into the hall, he shouted, "Xinhou, but brother came from Jincheng What good news?"
Li Qiu, who had been waiting in the hall for a long time, smiled and said, "Don't be impatient. Let's take a sip of hot soup first."
"Why are you not in a hurry? My brother has gained such a great reputation in Nanzhong, but we can only watch helplessly in Nanxiang. Is it possible that you really are not in a hurry?"
Huang Chong sat down and said in a hurry.
Li Qiu is older than Huang Chong, so he seems more steady. Hearing this, he pointed at Huang Chong and said with a smile, "I really am not in a hurry. Let's talk about the situation of Hanshui first. How is the water condition this year?"
Speaking, he picked up a letter from the table and handed it over.
"It's really strange these days. It's getting colder every year. The river didn't freeze the year before last, but this year I found that the upper part of the river was blocked. I went there to take a look, and there was ice on both sides of the river. .”
“But fortunately, many places have been dredged in the past two years and people have paid more attention to river floods, so it has not caused any inconvenience.”
Huang Chong opened the envelope as he spoke.
"That's good."
Li Qiu nodded after hearing this, "Brother once said that the Han Dynasty has always been getting colder year by year in recent years, and it seems to be true."
Huang Chong, however, read the letter attentively. After a while, his face showed joy and he looked up at Li Qiu, "Brother wants me to go back to Jincheng!"
"Yeah, that's why I said I'm not in a hurry. I can't go back anyway."
Li Qiu spread his hands.
“Lead troops? Arrive within fifteen days?”
Unexpectedly, when he saw the back, Huang Chong exclaimed again, "Why can't we travel eighty miles a day?"
Li Qiu nodded, "From Nanxiang to Jincheng, it's about 1,200 miles, and we travel eighty miles a day, which is about right."
Huang Chong raised his head, his expression solemn, but he hesitated to speak.
Li Qiu knew what he meant and handed over another official document on the table, "This is an official document from the Prime Minister's Palace, and there is also an official document about marching and customs clearance. So what you have to worry about is not what's wrong with Jincheng, but what's wrong with Jincheng. I’m worried about whether you can arrive on time.”
When Huang Chong saw it, he felt relieved and said with a smile, "If it were elsewhere, I would naturally be worried. But for the soldiers of Nanxiang, it is not impossible."
"For more than a year, I have followed my brother's arrangements and allowed the soldiers to march out for one month every quarter. If we march sixty miles today without anyone falling behind, I will try eighty miles. I think it should be OK. "
Huang Chong said confidently, and then sighed in admiration, "The Art of War says, if you want to fight for an advantage for fifty miles, you can defeat the general by jumping on him, and the method is half-reached. But the method of training left by my brother can make the soldiers rush for sixty miles and they will reach it." It’s true that bigness has a wonderful effect.”
At this point, he was a little confused, "But I don't know why my brother made such a request?"
(End of this chapter)