"What are you doing, Dalang?" Zhao Guang, who came over, looked at the leaves frying in the pot and asked strangely.
"Making tea is something you haven't seen before, and you won't understand it even if I tell you about it. I'll treat you to a drink when it's ready. It's a good thing."
"Could it be tea soup?" Zhao Guang thought to himself, I have drunk this before.
"It's not tea soup, it's something better than tea soup."
"That's great!" Zhao Guang rubbed his hands and said excitedly, "Now that I'm used to eating food from your house, I can't eat food from anywhere else."
When you say somewhere else, you mean your own home, right? Does it really matter if you regard your own home as somewhere else?
"What's the matter with Erlang coming here this time?"
These days, this guy is always looking for excuses to come to the house from time to time to eat and drink. If it weren't for the fact that he is his future brother-in-law, he would have kicked him out.
"Oh, I came here just to tell Dalang that the time has been set. I hope you won't miss the appointment tomorrow at noon."
"When is the time set?" Feng Yong, whose attention was focused on making tea, asked casually.
"Maybe Dalang has forgotten..."
"Of course I didn't forget it!"
Feng Yong suddenly realized, the beauty has an appointment! How could he forget such a thing?
"Has it been decided at noon tomorrow?"
"deal."
If Zhao Guang hadn't been hanging around in front of him all this time, he would have really doubted whether the appointment with the beautiful lady was just a joke on his part and forgotten about it later. Now that he heard that he had confirmed the date, he was immediately elated.
At noon, that is, from 11 to 13 o'clock at noon. Is it too early for a date at this time? Shouldn't it be after dusk, under the moon on the treetops? Feng Yong is a little confused. It seems that the Han Dynasty
I guess women are bolder and dare to date in broad daylight, which is not far from that of later generations!
"Well," Feng Yong rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice, "what do you think I should bring?"
"What to bring?" Zhao Guang blinked, "You can't bring anything, just bring the fishing rod. The Prime Minister likes fishing, so you can bring the fishing rod and get closer."
Wait a minute, wait a minute, what did you say? Prime Minister? No, I’m dating your sister, why is Old Demon Zhuge here?!
Feng Tubiao was stunned: "Then who will I meet tomorrow?"
"Prime Minister!" Zhao Guang replied confidently, "Since Dalang dedicated his plow to the great Han Dynasty and made great contributions to the people, the Prime Minister wants to see you."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Feng Yong really wants to tear this bastard apart in front of him! Give me back the beautiful fantasies I have had these days!
"Of course I can't say more about this. What a person the Prime Minister is..."
I understand, I understand, this is just like in later generations, for safety reasons, the leader's itinerary cannot be revealed in advance.
"How many people want to see the Prime Minister but can't get it? What an honor, Dalang. Is this a surprise?"
I am only surprised now, not happy! A middle-aged uncle and a beautiful girl, which one do you want me to choose? I am not a fool!
"By the way, Dalang, I heard from my elders that you are from a hidden mountain sect, but I don't know which sect you studied under? I don't know how to reveal it?"
"The Hidden World Mountain Gate? What is the Hidden World Mountain Gate?" Feng Yongqi said, "I know the Hermit Master, but what is this Hidden World Mountain Gate?"
The hermit masters of the Three Kingdoms are much older, such as the old Nanhua immortal who taught Zhang Jiao, Yu Ji who made Sun Ce angry, Zuo Ci who teased Cao Cao, etc., but Feng Yong, the reclusive mountain sect, has never heard of it. Why else?
What sect, what I traveled through was the Three Kingdoms and not martial arts.
Zhao Guang was slightly displeased: "Why are you hiding it, Dalang? My master once studied under Tong Lao Shenxian. I grew up with my aunt, and I have heard the name of the Hidden Mountain Gate for a long time! Since the First Emperor unified the world, hundreds of families in the world have been exempted from it.
The inheritance was cut off, and everyone went to the mountains to escape the world. When the Han Dynasty conquered the world, they came back to the world. Unexpectedly, Emperor Wu deposed the hundreds of schools and only respected Confucianism. The hundreds of schools then went to the mountains again and became the hidden mountain gate. The theory of the hundreds of schools has not been heard in the world for a long time.
Come on. Dalang, is this correct? Now can you tell me Dalang’s disciple?”
To put it bluntly, they are the losers in the competition to dominate the world's theories. When encountering Emperor Qin, Legalism became the winner, and the rest were dead. When encountering Han Wu, Confucianism became the winner, and the rest were dead.
Get out of here with everything you laid.
So are you putting me together with those losers? As soon as he thought of this, Feng Yong suddenly felt evil.
"I came from the Xingxiu Sect of Harbin Institute of Technology and came out of Duanqing Valley, get out!"
Although the date, ah, bah, is the date of the meeting. From a beautiful girl to a middle-aged uncle, the gap is a bit big, but Feng Yong still decided to show his best to meet this legendary man.
character.
When you come to the Three Kingdoms, it must be a huge regret if you don’t meet Zhuge Lao Yao. After all, he is the embodiment of Chinese wisdom. No matter how the history novices in later generations criticize Zhuge Lao Yao, as the number one person in the internal affairs of the Three Kingdoms,
He is still very awesome. As for being hacked and not knowing how to employ people, and not understanding military matters, Feng Yong said that I am just a member of the public, I only watch and don’t speak.
If your boss asks you to meet at 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and you really arrive at 12 o'clock, you will basically be far away from promotion and salary increase.
Of course, Old Demon Zhuge is not Feng Yong’s boss, but to Feng Yong, he is definitely more BOSS than the boss. If your boss doesn’t give you a promotion or salary increase, you can choose to change jobs. If you really want to offend Old Demon Zhuge,
Where can Feng Yong jump to?
There are only three listed companies in the world, and two of them are owned by aristocratic families. A person like Feng Yong, who has no foundation, will be eaten to the bone if he is not careful, and there is no place to complain. In comparison, only Shu Han
A small company is fairer. At least when Zhuge Lao Yao is in power, he doesn't have to worry about being killed by the local aristocratic family inexplicably.
When he got up early the next day, Feng Yong made an exception and did not go to morning exercises. He brushed his teeth with willow branches, then asked someone to boil water for a bath, and finally put on clean clothes.
The knots on the bamboo fishing rod should be carefully smoothed out to make it look better; more fishing hooks should be prepared, all sizes should be prepared; more bait should be prepared, including maggots, earthworms, and flour.
Seeing that the time was almost up, it was estimated that it would be noon in an hour, so Feng Yong went out with the prepared fishing gear and walked towards the river outside the village.
When he was almost at the end of the field, he realized something was wrong. Feng Yong looked around and realized that yes, this was his own field. But why didn’t he know any of the farmers working there? The farm had never changed tenants!
And look at the farmer who is clearing the weeds on the edge of the field with his hands. He is really serious about his work, but your hand strength is not like that of ordinary farmers. You can scrape off a layer of the land with just one stroke. If you scratch
If it comes to a human body, I'm afraid the skin and flesh will be torn apart already.
If Feng Yong didn't understand that a big shot was here, then his two years in the army would have been in vain.
"When the Minister of Defense came to inspect the army, I also passed the political review and served as a guard for the leaders. I met the Minister of Defense in my previous life, and now I only meet the Prime Minister. It's the same. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
Feng Yong kept cheering himself up, turning a blind eye to the dedicated non-agricultural actors, and walked towards the two figures fishing by the river.
"You're rude, I'm late, please forgive me."
I feel a little uncomfortable when I have to apologize before I can see clearly.
Didn't you promise to arrive at noon? It's still early, why are you here already?
There were two people fishing by the river, one was a middle-aged uncle with a goatee, and the other was an old man with gray hair.
The middle-aged uncle turned around, smiled at Feng Yong, and said warmly: "It doesn't matter, we got here first. I must be Feng Yong who donated the Qu Yuanli?"