"Do you need to report me when I come to this house?" Huang Wudie waved her hand loudly, "I will look for it myself, I don't need you to worry about it."
"But Mrs. Huang, the general ordered that no one be seen."
The concierge had a bitter look on his face.
During these days, many people came from Shu, most of them came from the powerful families in Jincheng, and a small number of them were from the rich families in Shu. They came to the door one after another and handed over greeting cards, hoping to meet the general.
Originally, my concierge had always been just a decoration. Ever since I followed the general to Hanzhong, only a handful of people had come to visit him over the years. When had there ever been such a lively scene in front of the prefect's mansion?
It's a pity that the general's temperament doesn't want others to see him, so he burned the greeting cards directly, and no one came to see him.
"Am I an outsider?" Huang Wudie raised her eyebrows and shouted in a sweet voice: "You guys are so ignorant of the world. Believe it or not, I will slap you right here, and my uncle will have nothing to say? In this house,
How is it different from my own?"
The concierge immediately shrank and said repeatedly: "I know I was wrong."
Although the general had ordered not to see anyone, he also knew that the general had no relatives or children, and usually regarded the yellow lady as his daughter.
Huang Wudie snorted and walked directly into the house without looking at the concierge.
Unexpectedly, she walked around the house but couldn't find Wei Yan. She was wondering, the concierge didn't dare to bully me. Could it be that this uncle was still resting and hadn't gotten up yet?
It's just that there are few servants in the prefect's mansion, and all the soldiers live in the outer courtyard. I just met the servants but forgot to ask, and now I can't find them again for a while.
With this thought in mind, he suddenly remembered a place that his uncle didn't often go to, so he turned to the study room in the mansion as the wind blew under his feet.
Wei Yan was raised in martial arts. Although he knew some writing, he did not study often, and even his study did not have many places with writing.
At this moment, he was really in the study, holding a map made of animal skin, frowning in thought, and moving his fingers little by little on the map.
At this time, the door of the study room was pushed open with a bang. Wei Yan was furious, wondering who was so bold and dared to break in without warning? All the soldiers in the outer courtyard and the servants in the inner courtyard died.
Already?
Before I could turn my mind around, I suddenly thought of someone again. I looked up and saw who it was. Immediately, my anger disappeared and was replaced by a look of helplessness: "Why is my niece so like a man? She can't imitate others.
Is this woman as gentle as water?"
Huang Wudie looked unhappy: "My uncle said this again when we met. Even among those men, how many of them can compare to my niece's martial arts skills?"
Wei Yan said angrily: "Then look at this world, which female celebrity can you compare to?"
Huang Wudie said proudly: "The female beauty of the Guan family stone girl may not be able to compare with me."
Wei Yan kept moving in his hands, folding up the map. Hearing Huang Wudie say this, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Of all the big men, you two are the only female celebrities who can't be on the stage. How dare you say it? That's it."
Village women in the countryside can spin and weave clothes."
Huang Wudie's sharp eyes had already clearly seen the characters on the map. The two most obvious characters were exactly what Chang'an was.
At that moment, he curled his lips and did not answer Wei Yan's words. Instead, he started another topic: "It's not like my niece has never seen this picture of my uncle. What's there to hide? If nothing else, it's just these Hanzhong roads. I'm still my niece." I went to find out for myself."
"Okay, okay, what you said makes sense." Wei Yan really had nothing to do with this niece, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Forget it, the daughter of the Guan family has come to Hanzhong. Are you going to compete with her? Why are you back again?"
Not to mention that this is okay, when Huang Wudie mentioned this, the expression on his face became even more proud: "We have competed, and I won one and a half moves for the first time!"
Wei Yan patted his forehead with a headache: "Okay, okay. What's the point of being proud of taking advantage of someone who has come all the way and has not regained his strength? Tell me, what's the point of being so anxious when you come here this time?"
"Oh, I almost forgot." Huang Wudie stepped forward and unfolded the picture, pretending to look at it, and at the same time said, "Uncle like this, didn't the imperial court send a Hanzhong agricultural officer? Niece I've seen him too. Now he has settled down in my uncle's abandoned camp, but the leader, Feng Langjun, asked his niece to ask when my uncle would be free, and they would come to thank him."
"What's there to thank you for?" Wei Yan waved his hand, "Just say thank you. Nowadays, there is so much noise in Hanzhong. When everyone comes here, they want to come and ask me for convenience. How can I be in such a mood? What if I make an exception? After meeting a few of them, don’t we also want to meet others? No, no, no!”
Huang Wudie chuckled: "If my uncle is missing, wouldn't he be uninterested in that huge benefit? In that case, how about giving that benefit to my niece?"
Wei Yanqi said: "What's the benefit? This Hanzhong agricultural official is not big or small, but he is also followed by a man from the Li family who has the status of an angel. It's just Hanzhong, that is, these days, there are some Popularity. Before, you couldn’t even see a few people when you went for a horse race, so what good could it do?”
That's what he said, but in fact, Wei Yan didn't think highly of Feng Yong and his group. Because in his eyes, what ability could a few young kids have?
Except for Li Yi, who was specially sent by the Prime Minister, the one who deserves his attention is Zhao Guang. But that is to say, if something goes wrong and Zhao Guang comes to the door, he can reach out and help him. It is usually impossible to take care of it. of.
Because even though Zhao Guang is Zhao Yun's son, sons are also divided into different sizes. If the eldest son Zhao Tong comes, the meaning will be completely different.
"I knew my uncle wouldn't believe it. Fortunately, I asked Mr. Feng for something before I left."
As Huang Wudie said this, he took out something and handed it to Wei Yan.
"What is this?" Wei Yan took it and touched it, "This is cloth? But it doesn't look like linen or silk cloth, but it looks a bit like the woolen clothes worn by the Qiang and Hu people. .”
"This is the cloth made of wool."
Huang Wudie laughed unladylikely, her eyes shining: "This is the hair that Feng Langjun asked people to cut from the sheep, and then cleaned it with a secret method, and finally asked people to weave it into this
Uncle Bu, tell me, is this a big benefit?"
"Is it really made of wool? How is it better than that linen?"
When Wei Yan heard this, his hands almost trembled.
Except for Qiang and Hu people who occasionally use wool, who else would use it? Let alone Han people, even if it is given to Hu people, no one wants it. It is garbage that should only be thrown away.
But the clothes made from this kind of garbage are actually better than linen?
Although the cloth in my hand is a bit small, I can’t tell what the final woven clothes will look like. However, based on its thickness, the warmth may not be as good as fur clothes, but I can’t help but it can be made of wool!
Not everyone can wear that fur coat. Except for the rich and powerful, even ordinary landowners and wealthy people don’t dare to say that they have fur coats at home!
Where is this wool? The barbarians have it everywhere!