Back then, the third lady of the Guan family and the young lady of the Zhang family had a decisive battle at the top of Jincheng. The third lady of the Guan family was supported by many heroes and took advantage of the right time, place and people to easily defeat the young lady of the Zhang family.

This forced the young lady of the Zhang family to retire to Nanxiang.

After the third lady of the Guan family got what she wanted, she thought that the overall situation was settled, but she didn't expect that the young lady of the Zhang family who was far away in Nanxiang received the secrets taught by the empress of the Han Dynasty.

After several years of hard training, Mrs. Zhang finally achieved something, so she returned to the world and once again challenged Guan Ji, who had become the wife of the president.

This time, not only did Miss Zhang's skills greatly improve, but she also learned the lessons of betrayal and separation.

Not only did she use her own advantages to divide Guan Ji's supporters, a considerable number of people will even turn to support her in the foreseeable future.

This incident perfectly illustrates what it means to have good fortune, don't bully young men, well, girls are poor.

Of course, Guan Ji could determine her status as the head wife of the Feng family before marrying into the Feng family. Naturally, she could not do it just by relying on her muscles.

Although Feng Huishou noticed her unusual pectoralis major when he saw her for the first time, this was not the point.

The point is, she was able to defeat Zhang Xingyi back then, and the Xinghan Club had contributed a lot.

For example, rumors that Feng Yong and the third lady of the Guan family were a match made in heaven were all over the streets of Jincheng, and it was spread by the Xinghan Society.

Coupled with the fact that she has firmly held the position of the first lady of the Xinghan Association over the years, Guan Ji naturally knows where her basic base is.

Although she was shocked when she heard Feng Yong say "Xinghan Hui is not a prominent Han family" just now.

But after calming down, Guan Ji quickly judged the information that was beneficial to herself from these words: the Xinghan Society would most likely conflict with the future Han Dynasty's prominent families.

This is extremely important information.

Perhaps only the most trustworthy people are qualified to know Alang's opinion.

Zhang Xingyi will be the supporter of the Han family in the future, and the Xinghan Society will naturally be Guan Ji's base.

So when Guan Ji said that those families were close to Zhang Xingyi, she was actually taking precautions and labeling Zhang Xingyi, so as to cut off Zhang Xingyi's idea of ​​getting involved in the Xinghan Society in the future.

Feng Yong did not reveal Guan Ji's little thoughts.

Even if my boss did something wrong, he would still have to find a way to deal with the aftermath, let alone something like this?

He just asked: "Those families have the support of the royal family. Are you not afraid of what you said, Mr. Xi?"

"What are you afraid of? No matter how much the royal family supports those families, can they still be allowed to dominate?" Guan Ji sneered, "Didn't Alang just tell me that it's not a good thing for one party to dominate?"

"I wonder if the royal family also gave strong support when the Prosperous Han Dynasty first came up? The queen of our Han Dynasty is not an ordinary person."

Feng Yong nodded: "Yes, I have a deep understanding of Zhang Jiawen and Guan Jiawu..."

The Xinghan Hui and the prominent families of the Han Dynasty stood side by side, with the royal family in the middle and balanced, and the three pillars were the most stable.

From the support the Empress of the Han Dynasty gave to the Xinghan Society in the past few years, to the support the young lady of the Zhang family gives to the future prominent Han family, the women of the Zhang family are truly extraordinary.

"Ha," Guan Ji sneered, "Guan Jiawu is certainly right, but this Jiawen, others used to refer to the third wife of the Zhang family."

"But I don't know, who is the Zhang Jiawen that Alang is talking about now?"

"Who else can be a girl from the Zhang family?" Feng Junhou yawned and replied vaguely, "I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep..."

Guan Ji kicked him bitterly.

Feng Junhou gritted his teeth and held on, pretending that he had fallen asleep and not daring to say a word.

Although Guan Ji was secretly scheming at night, when she faced Zhang Xingyi the next day, she still had a deep sisterly love.

After all, the so-called emerging noble family of the Han Dynasty is just an idea.

Even among the Xinghan Hui, who had risen earlier than the Xingxing clan, there was only one person, Feng Junhou, who was qualified to be called an important minister of the imperial court.

The remaining few can barely be regarded as rising political stars and are not yet qualified to enter the court to discuss matters.

Therefore, what Feng Junhou and his wife imagined at night would not happen until what year or month it was.

The present is more important. For example, the breakfast in front of you is very good.

The millet porridge was cooked to a fragrant paste, and Zhang Xingyi drank it happily.

The soy milk turned a light red color due to the addition of brown sugar. Guan Ji squinted and tasted it carefully.

Feng Yong only drinks white rice porridge. Although sometimes he wants to drink millet porridge, but in that case, he has to drink another bowl of brown sugar soy milk.

Amei doesn't have such scruples, she can drink whatever she wants, but two tea eggs are essential for breakfast every day.

Tea bricks, which were considered valuable to the Hu people, were just condiments for boiling eggs in the Feng family.

Holding half an egg in both hands, she just stuffed it into her mouth. This is a girl who is not picky about food.

Ah Chong is different. When he eats eggs, he only eats the whites. When Guan Ji is not paying attention, he will secretly pick off the yolks with his hands.

"What a good thing. Children from ordinary families don't even know what a chicken looks like, but you are a picky kid."

Guan Ji scolded Ah Chong with half regret and half scolding, while picking up the egg yolks scattered on the stroller's small dining table and throwing them into Ah Mei's bowl.

Amei's noodles didn't change color, so she ate immediately after picking up the bowl.

Some people couldn't stand the main wife bullying the concubines, so they kicked Feng Junhou in the bottom.

Feng Junhou was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up a bun. Unexpectedly, he was kicked and his hand tilted, and the chopsticks were directly inserted into another bun.

Feng Yong clicked his tongue and seemed to disagree with Guan Ji's words:

"Isn't it just a chicken? It sounds like a scorpion or a tiger. There is some truth in what I said a few years ago. Nowadays, which family doesn't raise a few chickens and ducks?"

"No matter how bad it is, I raise five or six geese. Although geese don't like to lay eggs, and goose eggs don't have the same meaty smell as chicken and duck eggs, you can always taste them."

"This kid is just picky. Xijun, please let him eat by himself first. Come on, here are the red bean paste buns. Eat them quickly."

Feng Junhou very considerately put the wrong bun into Guan Ji's bowl.

"Thank you, Alang."

Guan Ji, who loves sweets, took a bite and narrowed her eyes again. It seemed that the buns were very tasty.

Feng Yong steadied the chopsticks in his hand, and then picked up the one he wanted.

The continuous increase in iron smelting output over the years has not only benefited the military, but also promoted the promotion of new production tools and farming methods.

Nowadays, new production tools and farming methods have become very popular in the Han Dynasty, and the grain production in Shu has been increasing year after year.

With more food, people were able to raise some poultry and livestock, so agricultural and sideline foods became more abundant.

Unlike in previous years, when bran was used to fill the stomach and save lives during lean times, who would be willing to feed poultry?

After Guan Ji finished eating the buns, she turned to feed Ah Chong and said at the same time:

"Alang, you are the only one who has the qualifications to say this. How about someone else? A Feng Critic who doesn't know the sufferings of the people will not be able to escape."

"The chickens and duck eggs in ordinary people's homes are all useful. Who would be willing to put them in his own mouth?"

"However, thanks to Alang's hard work over the years, we Han people can all have food to eat. Life is much better than before."

It is true that people in Shu have begun to raise more chickens and ducks in their homes in recent years, but it is also true that the people themselves rarely have the opportunity to taste eggs.

Because most of the few eggs in their hands were carefully saved, and when enough were saved, they were used to offset taxes.

Over the years, poultry eggs have been used in dry food, and poultry feathers have been used in blower down jackets, etc., which are all strategic materials related to the country.

Therefore, the government allows the use of poultry eggs and feathers as tax deductions.

This policy not only allows the government to solve part of the shortage of raw materials, but also allows people to keep an extra ration at home. It is a good win-win policy.

As for opening a breeding farm, even if Feng Yong disclosed the art of wishing a chicken man, only the rich and powerful families in Shu would dare to do it, and it would be the kind where several families would join forces to share the risks.

And places like Longyou, which have been cold for too long, can raise poultry on a large scale. Currently, only the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion has this ability.

Otherwise, when chicken fever, duck fever, and swine fever come, all the animals with fur will die.

Is it a joke that if you have a huge wealth, your hair doesn't count?

If ordinary rural landowners and rich men dare to touch this thing foolishly and boldly, all their livestock will die overnight, not to mention falling into abject poverty, and the decline of their family will be inevitable.

Therefore, these dry food blowers, down jackets and other raw materials really require a lot of effort to collect.

The Junhou couple were talking about people's livelihood, but the secretary next to them had other ideas.

Hearing Feng Yong say something wrong about Guan Ji, the secretary was very happy.

Taking advantage of Guan Ji's turn to feed Ah Chong, she secretly put a bun into Feng Yong's bowl as a reward.

"Over the years, even barbarian places like Nanzhong have used Quyuan plows..."

When Guan Ji said this, her face was full of pride. As usual, she wanted to sing praises to show her Alang's extraordinaryness.

"Stop talking nonsense! What kind of barbarian land is Nanzhong now? I don't know how many people want to go there to open gardens and grow sugar cane! Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

Feng Yong took another red bean paste bun, blocked her mouth, and then turned to Zhang Xingyi:

"After you finish eating, go over and help your sister, so that your sister can have a good meal."

Zhang Xingyi responded quickly, stood up and went over to take the child's job from Guan Ji.

Zhang Xingyi fed Ah Chong very skillfully over there, and Feng Yong carefully fed Shuangshuang a mouthful of rice soup and asked:

"Are you sure that the autumn grains to be harvested this year can guarantee the Hu tribe's winter ration supply?"

Zhang Xingyi has really integrated into this family now. Even though Feng Yong didn't mention him by name, everyone could tell who he was talking to.
To be continued...