Wei Yan clenched the woolen cloth in his hand, made a "bang" sound, and placed his other hand on the positions of Liangzhou and Yongzhou: "With this method, wouldn't Liang, Yong, Qiang and Hu have no choice but to obey me?"
There was uncontrollable excitement in his voice.
When Huang Wudie heard this, she was startled. She turned around, walked outside the door and looked around, and found that there was no one around, so she felt relieved.
After closing the door, he turned around and said to Wei Yan, "Why did my uncle say such things? Those who know my uncle's character can only say that my uncle was in a state of excitement and rejoiced at the prospect of restoring the Han Dynasty, so he spoke without hesitation."
But if there are those who are evil villains, they take it out of context and think that my uncle has evil intentions."
At the same time, I thought to myself, this wool matter, not to mention General Ma from Yang'an Pass, even Feng Langjun at his age knew that the matter was of great importance and could only be handed over to the prime minister. He never thought that his uncle would have such a problem.
If someone listens to such words and deliberately provokes them, even though the prime minister is fair and strict, the crime of speaking arrogantly will probably give those villains another reason to slander him.
Thinking of this, Huang Wudie looked at Wei Yan again, but she didn't expect that her uncle had a nonchalant look on her face. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. After all, it was hard for her uncle to listen to her words. Nowadays, the prime minister has the final say on all matters of the Han Dynasty.
In the future, I will still try to persuade my uncle to get closer to the Prime Minister, so that I can feel more at ease.
Wei Yan didn't know what Huang Wudie was thinking. After hearing her words, he said indifferently as expected: "When the late emperor passed away, the Han Dynasty was in danger. If it weren't for me, I'm afraid Cao Wei would have marched in. It's difficult.
Could it be that you still couldn't see my loyalty at that time? Others don't know it, but the Prime Minister knows it himself."
"The Prime Minister is strict, so he knows it. But doesn't my uncle hear that people are talking about making gold and destroying bones? He also said that three people can become tigers. The late Emperor has a wise eye, and the Prime Minister is strict, but not everyone is like the late Emperor and Prime Minister. In this world,
How many stupid men and women are there? Uncle, you should pay attention to your reputation."
Wei Yan chuckled: "Now that I am the general of Zhenbei, I have also been granted the title of Marquis of Tingting. Apart from a few people like Liao Liao, who else in the world can look up to me? Is it possible that I still care about those ordinary people?"
Huang Wudie sighed: "My uncle's words reminded my niece of Guan Junhou back then."
"Guan Junhou is a hero in the world. It is an honor for my uncle to be compared with him. When your uncle and I were the late emperors, Guan Junhou was already a guarding general."
Wei Yan's eyes showed fascination: "When I was recognized by the late emperor's wise eyes and promoted to the governor of Hanzhong, Guan Junhou did great things in Jingzhou, flooding seven armies and shocking China. That Cao thief heard that Guan Junhou
Because of his name, he was so scared that he couldn't sleep at night, and he only wanted to move the capital to avoid his sharp influence. What kind of hero is he?"
As he said that, he gritted his teeth and said: "I only hate that little Sun Quan and that little man Lu Meng. Heroes should have perished in the hands of those villains. It's really hateful!"
"Uncle also knew that Guan Junhou died at the hands of a villain, why didn't he take warning?" Huang Wudie was even more worried when she heard Wei Yan's words, "Don't forget that my uncle is now the governor of Hanzhong alone.
How similar is it to when Guan Junhou guarded Jingzhou?"
Wei Yan laughed loudly: "It's different, it's different. When I sweep across the two states of Liang and Yong and intimidate Luoyang, I dare to say that I am similar to that Guan Junhou. It won't be too late to say this at that time."
"Since my uncle is like this, my niece can't say much. It's just that after uncle Feng Langjun made cloth from wool, he met General Na Ma once. Both of them said that only the prime minister can make the decision in this matter. If my uncle can
If you want to have any plans for those people from Liang, Yong, Qiang and Hu, you should first tell the Prime Minister."
Wei Yan pondered for a while, then nodded: "That's true."
After saying that, he sighed again: "When can I be like that Guan Junhou, able to advance and retreat independently? Like now, it really involves too much."
Guan Junhou lost his life just because he was able to advance and retreat independently. Huang Wudie thought silently in his heart, if there was someone who could restrain him back then and make him listen to a word or two, how could he be reduced to the situation where his body and head are missing?
Wei Yan remembered something at this time and wondered: "I remember when you came in, you said that this wool has great benefits. But now you said that this matter was decided by the prime minister, where did this benefit come from?"
Mentioning this matter, Huang Wudie remembered it and smiled again on his face: "Buying and selling wool with those Qiang and Hu people is not up to us. But if we raise some sheep by ourselves, is it possible for the Prime Minister to return the favor?"
Can you take it away?"
"Raise sheep by yourself?" Wei Yan laughed, "Do you think you are out of your wits? It makes sense for the Hu people to raise sheep and the Han people to farm. When will the Han people be able to raise sheep? Spring and summer are okay, but in winter, the Hu people can drive them
If you take your cattle and sheep to a land with grass, how can you find fodder to feed yourself in Hanzhong?"
Huang Wudie smiled mysteriously: "This is the benefit that my niece was talking about to her uncle. Feng Langjun also has a secret method that can store summer grass. Even in winter, it will still be green, enough to feed the cattle and sheep.
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Wei Yan's eyes suddenly widened: "Is this true?"
"It should be true. On that day, Feng Langjun swore to General Ma in public. If he didn't have the ability, how could he dare to do this?"
"I thought that Feng Yong and the others were just young boys with little ability, but I didn't expect that they could be so capable. It seems that I have to meet them." Wei Yan murmured and thought about it.
Thinking about it, I still feel a little bit unconvinced and feel that I still need to see it in person to confirm it.
"Okay. I just don't know when my uncle wants to meet Feng Langjun. My niece can go back and tell Feng Langjun that she can come to the mansion on a certain day."
Wei Yan shook his head: "No need to do this, you go back and tell him that I don't plan to meet him in the near future."
Huang Wudie felt that she had heard something wrong and asked, "But didn't uncle just say that he wanted to meet?"
"If he is prepared, how can I tell what kind of person he is?" An uncertain smile appeared on Wei Yan's face, "Only when he is unprepared can I know what kind of person he is."
Huang Wudie nodded: "That's fine."
"Shu Zi!"
Nearly a thousand miles away in the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jincheng, Zhuge Liang made a "bang" sound, pinched the hand full of words on the silk, and slammed it on the table. After a long time, he finally said two words through gritted teeth.
Character.
In the study, Ma Su was the only one beside him, and he was not afraid of others knowing that Prime Minister Zhuge, who was usually calm and elegant, had such an expression even when others couldn't see him.
Ma Su helped the Prime Minister handle government affairs on a daily basis, so he knew that the silk in the Prime Minister's hand was news from Hanzhong. But he didn't know, what was written on it that could make the Prime Minister so rarely angry?
"You Chang, let's take a look too."
After Prime Minister Zhuge cursed two words, it took a long time before he came to his senses and handed the silk over.
Ma Su quickly took it and browsed it all over. His expression became a little unbelievable, and he looked at it carefully from the beginning. After a while, he raised his head and said, "This is actually happening?"
