Chapter 899 Urgent Report
In the specially renovated large heating pavilion in the backyard of the Governor's Mansion, the refined smokeless charcoal in the fireplace burned brightly.
There is a small stove in the corner, and the kettle on the stove is steaming.
Beside the stove, there is a copper pipe that guides the smoke to the outside.
Amei occupied a corner and was sitting at the table studying seriously.
Li Mu was lying on another table calculating the accounts to see how much wool, fur and other materials were collected this year.
From time to time, he would approach Amei with a notebook and ask something softly.
After all, Calculator Ji’s brain is so good that many numbers can be answered directly from her.
As the chief secretary of the governor's office, Zhang Xiaosi is usually the busiest, but now he is the most leisurely.
Hands were placed on a low stool, and a low table was specially placed beside him, with a pile of dried fruits on top for easy access.
Hand is holding a copy of "Sauvignon Blanc" which is kept secret in the boudoir, and is reading it with gusto.
As for General Guan, the main roommate of Feng Mansion, he was holding the child and rocking it gently, as if he was coaxing the child to sleep.
Everything is quiet and cozy.
Liangzhou has entered the cat winter season. As long as there are no emergencies, it is probably the most leisurely time of the year.
As soon as the father, daughter and son, who had changed into clean clothes, came in, they caused some commotion.
Amei and Li Mu quickly put down what they were doing, one wanted to get the kettle and the other wanted to get the water glass.
“No, no, no, I’ll do it myself, you can do your work.”
Feng Jishi quickly stopped them.
Try to do the things you can do yourself.
This is the family motto of the Feng family.
Especially in this era when scholars need to go to the ends of the earth with their swords.
Feng Jishi did not want to raise a group of unfilial descendants who were not diligent in their limbs, did not distinguish between grains, and did not even understand the most basic common sense of life.
He drank some hot milk tea for the child to warm up, and then stepped forward to look at the third child in Guan Ji's arms.
This child is a sensible person. He was born smoothly and did not bother his mother, so he named him Ashun in his nickname and Feng Yong in his elder name.
Originally I wanted to call him Feng Liang because he was born in Liangzhou.
But his mother did not agree because she thought the word "liang" was not flattering.
Liangzhou used to belong to ancient Yongzhou, so it was simply called Feng Yong.
After drinking the milk tea, Guan Ji went into the inner room and put Ah Shun away, then came out and began to teach a pair of children how to read.
The entire Danuan Pavilion looks more like a classroom.
There are students who are studying hard and doing homework, there are also students who need after-school tutoring from teachers, and there are even bad students who are addicted to extracurricular books.
It’s you, Zhang Xiaosi!
Governor Feng sat on the other side of the low table, reached for a pickled apricot and threw it into his mouth.
“Is everything okay at home today?”
Zhang Xingyi disliked Governor Feng for interrupting his reading and rolled his eyes at him: "What can be the problem? I have been preparing for winter all this year."
“This is the first winter snow, and it’s not a heavy snow. Are all the officials in the counties dead?”
Liangzhou this year is much better than last year.
Coupled with the scholars selected from the examinations, after this year of tempering, they should have an almost complete understanding of the underlying situation in Liangzhou.
Counties are still short of manpower, but at least they won't be as busy as last year.
“You still have to be careful, just in case...”
Feng Jishi was looking for something to say when he saw the door of Nuange was pushed open again, and a man ran in in a hurry.
Looking closely, it was Young Master Hua.
Hua Wan rushed to Amei's side: "Ashima, I have a question to ask you."
Amei put down the book in a good temper: "What's the matter?"
“Which weighs more, a pound of stone or a pound of snowflakes?”
“Of course they are the same weight.”
“Because they all weigh one pound.”
“Ah…” Hua Wan finally realized, “That’s what happened!”
Then she finally made sure of one thing, and immediately glared at Governor Feng: "So when you are outside, who do you think is a fool?"
Feng Jishi spat out the apricot kernel with a "poof". The reflex arc was long enough!
He couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, a childish voice sounded:
“Aunt Hua, adults say you are a fool and don’t let us play with you.”
It turns out that Shuangshuang, who didn’t want to be literate, saw a rare opportunity and quickly took the opportunity to be lazy.
This fire was done well, and Hua Wan was so angry that she rushed over to fight Feng Jishi.
Seeing that the good learning environment was about to be completely destroyed, Mrs. Guan was furious. She slapped the table and scolded:
"Go out and make a fuss! How old are you? You don't know how to teach your children well!"
Maybe it was because the tiger was so powerful that even Ashun in the room was awakened and began to cry loudly.
This is really a mess.
Guan Ji gave the two culprits a fierce look, then turned and went into the inner room to comfort the children.
Zhang Xiaosi rolled onto the soft sofa and laughed happily.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you study quickly? Otherwise, when your grandma comes out later and sees you not paying attention to reading, she will slap you on the palm of your hand."
Feng Jishi didn't dare to do anything to Zhang Xiaosi, and he couldn't fight with Young Master Hua. Amei and Li Mu sat obediently in the corner and didn't cause trouble.
Governor Feng looked around and had no choice but to scare his young children.
Then Zhang Xiaosi smiled even more wildly.
At this time, someone shouted loudly at the door:
“Ms. Zhang, there’s urgent news!”
There was even a hint of anxiety in his voice.
The imageless Secretary Zhang was so excited that he quickly stuffed the book under his **** and sat up straight: "Come in."
When the young secretary from the secretariat came in and saw what was going on inside, he quickly saluted Governor Feng again: "I have seen the prince."
“No need to be polite, what kind of urgent report is this?”
"Back to the king, someone from the palace sent him here."
According to the rules, when the prince is present, you should show it to the prince first.
But the urgent report from the palace was the only exception.
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he quickly stood up and took the secret letter from the little secretary.
When she saw the red paint mark on the envelope, her face changed slightly.
After signaling the secretary to go down, Zhang Xingyi walked to a corner, carefully opened the envelope, took out the letter paper and read it.
For urgent reports from the palace that can be submitted directly to the secretariat, Feng Mingwen must also know the instructions, so there is no need to avoid them.
When she finished reading it, her face became extremely ugly.
Seeing Zhang Xingyi’s eyes falling on him, Feng Yong understood and walked over to take the letter from her hand.
When he saw "the Prime Minister vomited blood and couldn't eat or drink", his hands couldn't help but tremble!
When he raised his head, his eyes were empty and unfocused, staring straight ahead.
Zhang Xingyi, who was already a little upset, couldn't control his emotions when she saw him like this:
"what's on your mind?"
“I’m calculating…”
"What kind of?"
Calculate how long the old demon Zhuge can live in the original history.
If I remember correctly, it should be at least a little more than a year away.
Besides, the big man is in a good situation now. Even if his body is not better than in the original history, at least it should not collapse faster.
Thinking of this, Feng Yong said decisively: "I need to go back to Hanzhong!"
Obviously, some things may very well go beyond your expectations.
(End of this chapter)