"Brother, why are you staring blankly here?"

Feng Yongzheng was immersed in his emotional world and could not extricate himself. Zhao Guang's voice suddenly rang, pulling him back to the real world.

Feng Yong wiped the corners of his eyes, yes, it was dry, not wet.

"Oh, I'm thinking about something."

"Why do you think so enchanting?"

Zhao Guang came over very gossipedly.

"Erlang, I want to ask you something." Feng Yong hesitated for a moment, as if he was organizing the language. After a while, he continued, "If, I mean, if one day, all the Huyi and the barbarians from all directions entered my Central Plains and slaughtered my Han people, what would you do?"

Zhao Guang burst into laughter and said, "Why are your brother hysteria again? How can you have this day? All the Hu Yi and Yi are all Han officials, how dare you do this?"

"What if? What if that's the case?" Feng Yong asked without giving up, "Will the Liaoman in Nanzhong be the opposite?"

"What if," Zhao Guang thought for a moment, and said without caring, "If you dare to offend Han, you will kill them, and that's all? Besides, Nanzhong is a barren land at all. What kind of Zhongyuan is the Central Plains? My brother is too worried."

Damn! Your tone is so awesome! But, I like it!

Feng Yong laughed and gave a thumbs up.

These days, the capital has been a little busy. The cause of the incident was that a few days ago, His Majesty, who had been a good baby, issued an edict: I think of the achievements of my ministers in the past and want to reward the nobles in Hanzhong.

According to everyone's understanding, the emperor had just ascended to the great treasure and wanted to win over the hearts of the people, so he wanted to find an excuse to reward us. But he was still too inappropriate. He did not expect that there was no extra land in Shuzhong, and in the end he wanted to use a dilapidated place like Hanzhong to deceive us!

What is Hanzhong? Apart from the big-headed soldiers led by Wei Hanzhong, how many people can be left there? Besides, the land there has been deserted for so long, and if you want to replant, you will probably have to take three to five years. No one has opened up the land, no one has farmed, and they have to pay food. Isn’t this Majesty going to cheat us?

So before the decree was settled, some old ministers ran to the Emperor and cried poorly, saying, "Your Majesty, this is inappropriate!" We all followed the late emperor to fight to the death to build such a country. You can't treat us like this!

His Majesty the Emperor was also in a dilemma, saying that you are not unaware of it. How can I make the decision on the current state affairs? Isn’t it all Xiangfu’s idea? Of course, how could a wise figure like Xiangfu make such a fool? Someone must have said cleverly in his ears. Why don’t you persuade Xiangfu to change his mind?

At the same time, an emperor was secretly proud in his heart: Let you, a clever villain, slander, snatch my sister-in-law from me again!

When most people heard this, they immediately became timid. But there were also one or two people who rely on their old qualifications to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion. For example, Liu Yan, the Marquis of Duxiang, is the same surname and clan of Liu Bei, and his status is second only to Li Yan. He himself is very arrogant and likes luxury. Now that he has this, isn't this causing him to bleed? With less money, how can he raise the dozens of beautiful young maids in the mansion?

Seeing Liu Yan crying there with tears in his mouth, Zhuge Liang was extremely bored and just told him to get out quickly.

I sincerely advise everyone to be frugal. You are giving me a song every night. Isn’t this slap me in the face? If it weren’t for your status as an old minister who has been with the late emperor for the rest of your life and the same clan as the late emperor, you would have done it long ago!

Liu Yan, who had failed to sympathize with, was kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After all the civil officials learned the news, they gritted their teeth. What kind of bastard gave the prime minister this bad idea of ​​having a son without PY?

Compared to the civil minister who introduced Liu Yan, a representative who went to the prime minister to wipe his tears and seek sympathy, the military generals seemed much more low-key. They felt that those who had status might be rewarded by the emperor, so they went to Zhao's mansion to find out and asked if this matter was settled like this? Is there a possibility of turning around? As for going to the prime minister's mansion, they definitely dare not.

As the leader of the army now, Zhao Yun sneered at them, saying that the Prime Minister was so fair and strict, and when did he cheat his own people? If you really don’t want it, don’t regret it when the imperial edict is issued!

When the generals heard General Zhao's words from the Zhao mansion, they all thought about it secretly. Judging from General Zhao's meaning, it seems that there are benefits here? But it seems that it is a loss of blood, so how can it be beneficial? Could it be that a smart person like the prime minister wants to cheat the hard-earned money of these reckless men?

When Feng Yong got the news from Zhao Guang, he was so scared that he almost urinated!

Zhuge Lao Yao wants to cheat me again?

Yes, he came up with the idea, but what about the Baniu Plough? What about those prisoners? Without Baniu Plough, without the prisoners, the reclaiming of land in Hanzhong is to trap the heroes. On the contrary, with Baniu Plough and the captives, it is to benefit the heroes! Without two sufficient conditions, the conclusions drawn are the opposite. Do you understand? Have you never done mathematical argumentation questions?

According to the current situation, those people knew that this idea was made by him, and there would be no burial place to die!

So, this time, I want to save myself again?

Feng Tubi said he was very sad.

Time soon came to the ripening of rice, and Feng Tubi still didn't think of any solution, so he had to crouch in his mansion every day and never wanted to leave the farm again.

Fengzhuang's bumper harvest this year has become a foregone conclusion. In the first half of the year, the wheat is ripe, and in the second half of the year, the millet is ripe, and in the second half of the year, the millet is ripe.

Seeing that the millet was not only a much taller than other people's houses, but even the ears of the grain were bigger, fuller and drooping, the merchants in Fengzhuang laughed so hard that they could not see each other's heads every day.

Especially the land where the farmhouse manure was sprinkled, it was privately used by the farmers as the grain for the next year, so they almost tied up a fence to surround it. Not only were people squatting in the field during the day, but at night, they also tied two local dogs to stare at the ground - they were afraid that people from other villages would steal their treasures.

Feng Yong scoffed at the local behavior of his own village households, but at the same time he was very interested in the harvesting ceremony in the Han Dynasty.

Unlike later generations who saw that their crops were ripe and then harvested directly, harvesting crops at this time is a very serious matter, perhaps because of the lack of food?

A few days before the crops mature, the housekeeper would go to find someone to calculate the days and see which day is suitable for driving sickles. Then, on the day of the calculation, a few witches and wizards were invited to dance on the ground and dance the great gods. Yes, in Feng Yong's eyes, it was a disco - although the housekeeper said that it was a treat.

When they finished jumping, Feng Yong, the main family, began to appear. He raised the torch tied with an orange pole, circled around the ground, and finally picked up a sickle to cut the first millet, indicating that the harvesting had officially begun.

The farmers behind them rushed into the rice fields with their sickles, bent down and began to harvest rice.

The first piece of land harvested by Fengzhuang this year is the key protected land, which is the grain plant for all the people in the village next year. If you harvest and dry it one day earlier and hide it at home, you will feel at ease.
Chapter completed!