Yang Menghao did not follow Han Yi and the others to the backyard, but said that he wanted to find Xiaopang and the others, because Wang Xuandao was here, and he dared not brag. For him, the communication that could not brag was simply torment, so he decisively chose to brag about Xiaopang.●⌒,.

Han Yi, Yang Feixue, and Wang Xuandao went to the backyard. Because everyone was in the restaurant, the backyard was deserted and there was not even a single person. The three of them came to the front hall to sit down.

After Han Yi poured them a cup of hot tea, he asked casually: "Prince Wang, why are you here with the young master and the others?"

Wang Xuan said, "I saw that your Fengfei Tower is closed for many days, so I came over to take a look. But I met Xiao Meng and Yang Xiaomei at the door. But thanks, I came, otherwise I would not have heard your amazing comments just now."

Yang Feixue nodded and said, "Brother Xuan Dao said it well. Although it is a bit untrue, it is really good. I always want to come to you Feng Feilou to do things for you."

"No, Miss Yang, don't think so, or I will be miserable." Han Yi was so scared that he hurriedly stopped Yang Feixue's thoughts, and then said: "You two are so too rewarding. I am just a small farmer. Both of them are well-read people. Is it really appropriate for you to say this?"

Wang Xuan said: "Why is it not suitable? After hearing what Brother Han said, I realized that the books I read in those years were bullshit and really not worth mentioning. Brother Han's words are so sages. But I'm very curious, why do you do this?"

It's over, it's over, I, a liar, have become a saint. Han Yi was so ashamed that he could not speak.

Yang Feixue said: "I know this because Han Yi has a great dream."

“Great dream?”

Wang Xuandao said curiously: "What great dream?"

"Ahem!!"

Han Yi's old face turned red and he hurriedly said, "Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, it's not great, there is no need to talk about it. The weather is good today, so let's talk about this spring plowing."

“Why isn’t it necessary?”

Yang Feixue was originally skeptical about this great dream, but later she watched the drama and believed it halfway. When she heard Han Yi’s words today, she believed it without doubt and immediately told Wang Xuandao that Han Yi’s great dream.

It's over, it's over. It's really over now.

Han Yi was almost buried in his stomach. His great dream was more than enough to deceive Yang Feixue, but how could he deceive Wang Xuandao?

"I see."

After hearing this, Wang Xuandao nodded slightly, and did not reveal too much, and said, "This dream is indeed great."

Yang Feixue said happily: "Han Yi, have you heard that Brother Xuan Dao thinks so too?"

When she heard Wang Xuandao's approval, she seemed to be happier than anyone else. She really didn't know whose dream it was.

He is obviously sarcastic! You can't even hear this. For Mao, you can only understand my lies? Han Yi was almost crying and said embarrassedly: "Actually - in fact, I can't say that. I do this because I'm lazy."

Wang Xuandao said curiously: "How do you say this?"

Han Yi said: "If they are all slaves and I am their master, then they have to listen to me in everything they do, right?"

Wang Xuan said: "Isn't this good?"

“Where is this good?”

Han Yi sighed and said, "Yes, maybe this will save me a lot of effort. This food is open and clothes are used to reach out, but doing things is only part of the labor. Using your brain is also labor, and sometimes it is more tiring than doing things."

Wang Xuandao pondered for a moment and said, "What you said is not without reason."

It makes sense, okay, have you never heard of it? Ten creatives, nine of them are bald. Han Yi said: "If they have to listen to me in everything, what should they do, and what situations they encounter, they come to me and ask me what to do.

If this is the case, I have to think about telling them how to work every day. Dozens of people, if there are dozens of cows, it would be fine, because cows are used for plowing fields, but people are different. People can do a lot of work. If I have to think about it, then I guess my hair will fall out in less than thirty years old.”

Yang Feixue frowned slightly when she heard this, then shook her head and said, "What you said is wrong. My father has taken care of tens of thousands of people and his hair has not fallen out."

That's because your father's servants are no different from the cow, and they do repetitive things every day. Han Yi smiled and said, "Mr. Yang is the governor, how can I compare with your father?"

Yang Feixue nodded and said, "That's true."

In her heart, Yang Sine naturally came from a hero.

Han Yi smiled, but didn't care, and said, "If I just told them the tasks they were responsible for and some basic rules, as for what to do, they all think about it themselves and give them enough freedom. Then I would be much more relaxed, and the method I said may not be the best. If dozens of them do one thing, they may have dozens of ideas. If one or two ideas are very valuable, then I will make a profit."

Wang Xuandao frowned and said, "But if a person has too many ideas, it will be difficult to control, just like Jin Yu'er and the others in Fengfeilou. Although their famous prostitutes have low status, they all redeem themselves and are not under much control. Therefore, they can leave if they want to."

"There is nothing wrong with water flowing to the lower part and people walking to the higher part." Han Yi smiled.

Wang Xuandao said: "Then you may lose a talent because of this, or you may be replaced by someone."

Han Yi said: "The premise of losing a talent is that you can lose it. If they are just a group of people who let it go, they are definitely not a talent. There is no difference between a cow and a horse. Take a step with a whip.

So even if I lose this talent, it also means that I once had a talent, and talent is priceless. A talent may create value that dozens of slaves cannot create in one day in one day, for example, here."

Wang Xuandao nodded and said, "It's reasonable."

Wow! That's so good! Han Yi was a little embarrassed when he said this, and said embarrassedly: "Just kidding." After a pause, he continued: "As for what you said to replace it, this is a constant law. This happens every day, why do I still feel scared? And this can also make me smarter. If they are all a group of slaves without thoughts, I will be relaxed, but I may stop moving forward. Progress is a mutual way."

Wang Xuandao frowned and pondered when he heard this.

Yang Feixue tilted her head and thoughtfully said, "What you said makes sense, but why do those people still do that? Are you the only one in the world who understands this truth?"

Khan! This seems to be a bit biased, so I can't continue. Han Yi said vaguely: "Everyone has his own way of doing things, and it is not necessarily the right and wrong."

Yang Feixue said: "But I think your approach is right."

Wang Xuandao smiled contemptuously: "It's not that they don't understand, on the contrary, they understand this truth too much."

Yang Feixue said curiously: "Then why don't they want Han Yi to do this?"

Wang Xuandao sighed, stood up, bowed to Han Yi and said, "Brother Han, since you are safe, I will say goodbye first."

Han Yi was stunned and said, "Ah? You're leaving, sit for a while!"

"Next time."

Wang Xuandao nodded slightly to Yang Feixue again, and then left.

Yang Feixue looked at Wang Xuan with a puzzled look on his face and said, "This person is really strange."

It’s okay if you leave, but if you continue to talk, I really don’t know what problems will happen. Han Yi doesn’t want to continue this topic anymore and said, “Miss Yang, are you doing well recently?”

Yang Feixue was stunned and said, "Han Yi, I'll tell you some good news."

Han Yi said: "What good news?"

Yang Feixue said: "My grandma wrote to me and said she had helped me cancel my marriage with the Qin family."

Han Yi was happy and said, "Is it true? This is really gratifying."

"That's right." Yang Feixue suddenly sighed again and said, "But my grandmother still said in the letter, asking my second aunt to help me find a good-looking man in Chang'an."

Han Yi said: "This is very good! Why do you sigh? There are many talented men in Chang'an? You didn't say earlier. Mr. Wang must know many young talents, so you can also ask him to introduce them to you."

Yang Feixue curled her lips and said, "I don't care anymore. I want to choose by myself, it's better to be like Cui Jingjing."

Cui Jingjing?

Han Yi said in a cold sweat: "That's just a drama. How can there be such a coincidence in the world when the story is compiled."

Yang Feixue immediately said: "Who said no, isn't that the case with you?"

"ah?"

Han Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Feixue. Girl, this joke is so big.

Yang Feixue seemed to notice that this was inappropriate and hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong, I mean, isn't it a coincidence that I know you?"

Can you say this make people understand it? Han Yi only wiped his cold sweat, but thinking about it, it is true. In fact, with Yang Feixue and his background, it is completely impossible to have any intersection. He said embarrassedly: "Then I wish you to find your wishful husband as soon as possible."

Yang Feixue said with a sad face: "But it's not that easy. It's not easy for me to go out now. It's better than Meng'er and the others to be free."

When she was in Yangzhou, she often went out secretly. No matter how bad she was, she could ask Yang Zhanfei to take her out. However, in Chang'an, it was not her own home, so she could not be willful anymore. She was honest and stayed at home quietly, waiting for others to marry.

Han Yi sighed in his heart. He understood that Yang Feixue was worried. If it were him, he would have to go crazy, but he could not help at all and did not know what to say.

The two talked about "White Life and Death Love" again.

After a while, Yang Menghao suddenly walked in and urged: "Sister, we have to leave, my mother is coming back."

Han Yi said in surprise: "What does it mean?"

Yang Menghao said: "My mother went to the temple to burn incense today, so I dared to take my sister out."

Yang Feixue stood up and smiled and said, "Han Yi, I feel relieved when I see you are fine. I will go back first." But her eyes were full of reluctance. She was really like the prisoner in prison, and could only come out occasionally to let go.

Han Yi stood up and said, "I'll give you it."
Chapter completed!