Chapter 482: Retaliation will come
Thinking of this, Feng Yong directly put the notebook into his arms.
After experiencing the real secret love affair.avi, Feng Yong couldn't help but feel warm in his heart every time he thought of Guan Ji's amorous feelings.
Black and white is black and white, color is not important, posture is important - Guan Ji is a martial arts practitioner, and movements that ordinary people cannot do are no problem for Guan Ji.
Now Hanzhong has begun to work on the coloring of woolen cloth notes. As long as qualified paints can be produced, at worst, we can find someone to draw a color version of the booklet.
After Jiang Wan explained some things to Feng Yong, he asked Jiang Bin to send him out of the house.
“Sir, Lord Feng has left.”
After Jiang Bin came back, he said to his master.
Jiang Wan nodded, looked at Jiang Bin, and asked, "Don't you always say you want to get acquainted with him? I met him today. What do you think of him?"
Jiang Bin thought about it for a while and then finally managed to say, "It's pretty good."
“Just nice?”
Jiang Wan glanced at his son and smiled.
“Treat people well, and the rest will not be obvious to the child for a while.”
Jiang Bin answered honestly.
Jiang Wan nodded and said, "That's right. After all, it's just a one-time acquaintance. It's understandable that I couldn't tell for a while."
Thinking of all the weird things I saw in Nanxiang, I somewhat agreed with Jiang Bin's words: It would be difficult to understand Feng Mingwen unless we had known him for a long time.
Seeing some hesitation on his son's face, he wondered, "What? What else is there?"
“My lord, that’s how it is. Then Lord Feng wants me to go to Yuejuan with him, what do you think?”
Jiang Bin remembered what Feng Yong said to him at the door, and finally asked.
Jiang Wan saw the look on Jiang Bin's face and understood, "Do you want to go?"
“My child is already sixteen, it’s time to go out and have a look.”
Jiang Bin is indeed a little moved.
Jiang Wan smiled and shook his head, "If Feng Mingwen mentioned this matter before, it would be fine. But now, it is obvious that he wants to repay me for agreeing to be a matchmaker for him. If you go, wouldn't it be a blackmail attempt? Retribution? This is not what a gentleman would do, so let’s give it up.”
After hearing this, Jiang Bin looked slightly disappointed, but he also knew that what the Lord said was the truth, so he nodded immediately, "What the Lord said makes sense."
“If you really want to become an official, I have an idea.”
“Sir, please speak.”
“Hanzhong Ye in Nanxiang, Hanzhong, will soon have a vacancy for a supervisor. You can try.”
When Jiang Bin heard this, he was a little surprised and asked: "Isn't the supervisor of Han Zhongye..."
"Yes, that's right." Jiang Wan nodded, "Feng Langjun originally held the position of concurrent eunuch, but now that he has the dignity of a king, it is impossible for him to serve as **** again. Also, if you really want to understand Feng Langjun, it would be best to go to Nanxiang and have a look."
“But Hanzhongye is subordinate to the inner government..."
Jiang Wan looked hesitant.
The inner palace is owned by the imperial palace, and serving as a supervisor is equivalent to selling yourself to the royal family.
It is normal for the emperor’s family to sell goods.
But the current big man is not a normal phenomenon, because the current emperor's family is not a good buyer.
“Your Majesty is still your Majesty after all. The emperor’s surname is Liu after all.”
Jiang Wan looked out the door, his eyes unfocused, and suddenly said something very incomprehensible.
There was one sentence that remained unsaid deep in his heart: Moreover, the prime minister would only be Duke Yi Yin and Zhou Gong, not Wang Mang or Cao Cao.
If the Prime Minister had any idea at all, he should take advantage of his return from the Southern Expedition and his growing reputation to intensify his efforts to cultivate his followers, instead of working hard at night and day to worry about state affairs.
Not to mention thinking about it day and night and worrying about the Northern Expedition to annex Wei - Wei was ten times more powerful than Han, how could it be so easy to annex Wei?
The late emperor entrusted the Prime Minister with state affairs. It has only been less than four years, and the Prime Minister's temples have already started to turn gray. Can you imagine how much effort the Prime Minister has put in in these few years?
This is not something a person can do with his own imagination.
As Jiang Wan who follows the Prime Minister all the time, he understands one thing better.
That is, currently in the Prime Minister's residence, whether it is Xiang Lang, Yang Hong, Zhang Yi, Ma Di, himself, Yang Yi and others, although they are all people whom the Prime Minister values.
But if one person is singled out, no matter who he is, he will not have the ability and reputation to stand out among the crowd and convince everyone.
Whether the Prime Minister caused the current situation intentionally or unintentionally, in Jiang Wan's own opinion, after the Prime Minister, there should be no one who can reach the level of the Prime Minister.
The Prime Minister should not leave such a character behind.
So in the end, it is inevitable that the emperor will personally govern.
It's just that Jiang Wan would not say these shocking words. He just said to his son, "You are only sixteen years old. Don't be in a hurry. Go to Nanxiang first to see and experience it for two years before talking."
“Yes, my lord.”
Jiang Bin was filial by nature, so he had no choice but to comply at the moment.
After Feng Yong left Chiang Kai-shek's mansion, he was about to go out of the city. He saw a young man standing at the gate of the city. His face was like jade, his eyebrows were like swords, and his body was like a jade tree. Even if he stood there quietly, he was very handsome and charming. It is unique and gives people a sense of noble Tsinghua University.
Those who came in and out of the city gate, even if they were men, many people paid attention to him and saluted him.
Not to mention those women, their hearts were beating wildly when they saw him.
Just when many people were wondering which noble family this handsome man was, or the son of a noble family, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, he stepped forward and faced an ordinary-looking man. Lang Jun bowed deeply: "I have seen Mr. Feng."
Feng Yongshi did not expect to meet Mi Zhao here.
“Why is Mr. Mi Lang here?”
A month ago, Mi Zhao affectionately called Feng Yong his brother, but at this time, the two of them were already estranged.
“I’m here specially to wait for Feng Langjun. I would like to invite Feng Langjun to a banquet. I wonder if Feng Langjun can spare the time?”
Mi Zhao's face showed a little apologetic look, but also a little hopeful look.
“I’m busy, I’m afraid I don’t have much time.”
Feng Yong said calmly.
"I don't dare to delay Feng Langjun for too long. I heard that Feng Langjun wanted to get married recently, and Zhao happened to have ten geese in his hands. They are all intact and are now being raised at home. If Feng Langjun doesn't give up, Zhao can become a beautiful gentleman. .”
Mi Zhao said again in a low voice.
Hearing this, Feng Yong's heart moved.
It is easy to shoot a wild goose, but it is not easy to catch it alive without harming it.
Although it is not difficult to find qualified geese based on your current ability, it will always take some time.
To get married to Guan Ji, the sooner the better, so if someone sends Dayan to your door right now, it will save you a lot of effort.
“That’s it, that’s okay. Where is the banquet?”
For the sake of the wild geese, Feng Yong pretended to be reluctant.
“There is a Yipin Pavilion in the city. Please take a moment, Feng Langjun.”
“Okay, let’s lead the way.”
Just when Mi Zhao led Feng Yong to the first-level pavilion, Feng Yong could not help but be a little stunned.
“Isn’t this Yuyao Pavilion?”
A month ago, it was here that I smashed the facade.
And Mi Zhao is the one who started the fire.
Looking at Mi Zhao, he saw a look of embarrassment on his face, "Jincheng has long since lost the Yuyao Pavilion. Now this pavilion is called Yipin Pavilion."
"Is that so..." Feng Yong touched his chin, "Where is the girl inside?"
“Ms. Yun Yirong changed her name to Xie Qing.”
The embarrassment on Mi Zhao's face became even stronger.
A month ago you tried to get me to smash up this loft, and a month later you invited me to have dinner here?
hehe!
“Then let’s go in and take a look.”
Yipin Pavilion was obviously not open today. Except for the occasional servants passing by, there were no guests in the entire pavilion.
Mi Zhao led Feng Yong to a small, exquisitely decorated cabinet on the second floor of the attic. Sitting here, he could see the entire street outside.
I have to say that the location of Yipin Pavilion is really a prime location.
There were all kinds of dishes on the table, but Feng Yong didn't like it. He picked some at random and put it in his mouth. Then he put down his chopsticks and asked, "Why did you invite me here? Now you can say ”
Feng Yong was not convinced that Mi Zhao was just sending the geese.
Mi Zhao personally held the ladle and scooped a bowl of soup for Feng Yong. Then he said, "Mr. Feng, can Zhao please whisper?"
Feng Yong looked at the people around him and said to them, "You guys go out first."
“You are not allowed to be a prince!”
As expected, Bu Qu strongly opposed Tao.
Feng Yong’s career was severely punished by Guan Ji after he was assassinated in Nanzhong.
In addition, Feng Yong is now a prince, so he must be even more cautious. Some people are left on the first floor and some on the second floor. This small cabinet must also follow them.
“You just wait outside.”
Feng Yong waved his hand, "Don't worry, Mr. Mi Lang won't dare to harm me blatantly."
When Mi Zhao heard this, his face was extremely bitter.
Buqu couldn't resist Feng Yong, so he had to look at Mi Zhao warily before slowly retreating.
“It’s a tribute to do what you do first!”
Mi Zhao raised the bowl, mistook the soup inside for wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
Feng Yong took a sip and found that the soup was sour and astringent. Perhaps the only reason why it was so sour in the mouth was that he could smell a faint smell of wine.
“This is... glutinous rice wine?”
Feng Yong muttered to himself in confusion, but he didn't like drinking. In his previous life, he also liked to drink sweet things, so this kind of thing naturally couldn't get into his eyes.
Mi Zhao didn't care whether Feng Yong drank the contents of the bowl or not. He poured another bowl and then said with a wry smile, "Zhao knows that what he did last time was not honest, so this bowl is for me." The punishment is to be punished by the king and prince."
Speaking, he drank it all in one go.
Pour another bowl.
“Your Majesty will be getting married soon, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to come to congratulate you personally. This bowl is to congratulate you in advance!”
Looking at Mi Zhao's sad and astringent face, Feng Yong sighed softly, "Why bother?"
Mi Zhao shook his head and sighed, "Everyone in the world says that I am lucky to be born into a royal family. But who knows my difficulties?"
Speaking, he drank another bowl.
It seems that he really drank the fermented rice grains as wine.
The Mi family was born to be tied to the royal family.
It can be said that the rise and fall of the Mi family depends on the degree of favor of the holy family.
Other families may still have a chance to invest in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but not the Mi family.
So there were many times when the Mi family had to help the palace do things that were inconvenient for them to do.
“Do you know, sir, what are the ten wild geese in my hand going to be used for?”
“The wild geese are naturally used for marriage.”
"Yes, it is indeed used to discuss marriage, but do you know who I am planning to marry?"
Mi Zhao looked at Feng Yong steadily.
"who?"
Feng Yong asked casually, regardless of Mi Zhao's gaze.
It can’t be Guan Ji anyway.
“There were already several, but recently there was one more.”
“Oh, this is a good thing. A good woman from a family will be courted by several families, and vice versa? Naturally, a good husband will be courted by many families.”
Feng Yong smiled lightly.
“This one is the daughter of the Zhang family.”
Mi Zhao, however, ignored Feng Yong's teasing and still looked at Feng Yong steadily, and suddenly said this.
Feng Yong's expression froze, and the smile on his face froze.
“The little lady of the Zhang family? Which Zhang?”
“Of course it’s Zhang, the Marquis of Zhang Xixiang.”
Mi Zhao laughed and drank another bowl of glutinous rice. She felt an unspeakable bitterness and said, "I heard that Mrs. Zhang proposed this on her own initiative."
Feng Yong's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it hurt a little. "Then what? You gave me the wild goose, what should you do?"
"I sent the wild goose to the prince, so naturally I don't want to kiss him for the time being."
Mi Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head.
If it was excusable to offend this person before, then if he really dares to agree to marry Mrs. Zhang at this time, I am afraid that he will offend him to death.
Feng Langjun is clever with his words and charming, and Xiao Wenhe is ruthless and ruthless, but he really doesn't just say it casually.
Liao Li who was exiled in Wenshan, Xu Xun who had his leg broken, the wealthy families in Shu who were tricked and bleeding, the countless innocent souls in Hanzhong, the barbarians who were trembling with fear from the ghost king...
They all want to express their opinions on this.
To be honest, if Mi Zhao is not scared these days, it would be a lie.
Feng Yong's face relaxed, he nodded, and agreed, "Don't you remember there was a statistic in Nanxiang last year? For this woman, getting married two or three years later is good for her health. Mrs. Zhang got married later, It’s also very good…”
When he said these words, Lao Feng felt that his face was slightly hot.
Sometimes, even if you don’t drink, you will still get drunk.
Mi Zhao felt as if he was already drunk. When he saw the change in the expression on Feng Yong's face, he couldn't help but dared to say contemptuously: Bah!
That's what he was thinking in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.
“Feng Junhou, Nan MCC is about to be established, and I don’t have enough talent to take charge of it. I want to ask myself to be a supervisor there. What do you think?”
Mi Zhao asked cautiously.
“Nanzhongye Supervision Order? This is not a matter within the inner government. Ask me what to do...”
When Feng Yong said this, he suddenly understood in his heart when he saw Mi Zhao's expression.
Nanzhong is still a barbaric land. Mi Zhao's doing this is actually equivalent to self-exile.
Just look at Liao Li and you will understand. How far is Wenshan County from Shu County? This is already considered exile.
As for Nanzhong, the environment is many times worse than that of Wenshan. It is hard to say that if you accidentally contract the miasma, you will die but not live.
"Mi Langjun is a relative of the emperor, why is this so important?"
Feng Yong swore that he was sincerely persuading.
What the hell, Mi Zhao’s identity is that he is also Adou’s cousin!
Wrong! He seems to be a nephew?
It’s pretty much the same thing anyway.
If he was really forced to run away to Nanzhong because of himself, what would others think of him?
Isn’t there one more sentence to add?
眦睚 Will you declare inner Hou?
(End of this chapter)