"Do you know where Zhang Zhongjing, Zhang Ji... Sanniang is now?"
Feng Tibi became excited, "Holy Medical!"
With such a medical saint by your side, why are you still afraid that a simple cold could endanger your life?
"That Zhang Ji is a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, otherwise he wouldn't have resigned from his job. After he healed your wounds, he was not persuaded by your Majesty to stay, and only received some gifts. He said that the people in Lingnan suffered from many diseases.
We need to use these gifts to treat people."
Guan Ji showed a look of respect on her face, "Speaking of which, although what this person did is a bit weird, his character is indeed admirable."
Is it weird? In the eyes of people of this era, it may be really weird.
But that Lingnan...
Feng Yong was a little moved after hearing this, thinking that if he was really in Lingnan, then I would have to find a way to get him over - at any cost.
If the money is gone, you can still make money, but if the people are gone, then there is really nothing.
"Your Majesty has always been very kind and kind, and later sent people to send some gifts to Lingnan several times. However, I heard that Zhang Ji passed away not long after. This man was very popular in Lingnan, and the local people spontaneously established a memorial ceremony for him.
temple."
Hearing Guan Ji say this, Feng Yong felt a chill in his heart, thinking that I am indeed not the chosen one, and this ending is so unhappy.
Spring has begun and the weather is getting warmer quickly.
Ma Di hurriedly and slowly hurried along, but in the end he failed to reach Hanzhong before Feng Yong left Nanzheng.
As the new governor of Hanzhong, his official residence must be Nanzheng, the seat of Hanzhong.
However, Taishou Ma said that Hanzhong was a land cultivated by the imperial court. Now that spring has begun, it is a time when we are busy with farming. How can I sit in the official hall empty-handed?
So he was going to inspect the spring plowing in Hanzhong.
Then the newly appointed prefect entered Hanzhong, and his carriages and vehicles had already reached the edge of Nanzheng City, but he did not even enter the city. He turned a corner and went directly to the southeast of Hanzhong. The goal was very clear, which was in the direction of Nanxiang.
Feng Yong was squatting in front of a mine at this time, trying hard to stretch his neck and look inside.
When I heard the news about Li Gengren's arrival, I immediately wanted to curse. Hanzhong is such a big place, and they are all people who are working hard for spring plowing. I heard that someone was about to start a fight in order to seize the rent of hundreds of prisoners from the imperial court.
As the prefect of Hanzhong, why don't you organize spring plowing and go on inspection tours?
Just go on inspection. You didn't inspect the area around Hanzhong Administrative Office and Nanzheng first, and just came in this direction. How dare you say you didn't come here for me?
Feng Yong could still guess a little bit about why Ma Su came directly to him.
Since he became the supervisor of Hanzhong Ye, Huo Yi also took the opportunity to move the Hanzhong Ye administration office to Yingzhai. Among them, most likely it was the queen's intention.
Feng Tubao didn't mind, at least he still wore the skin of the royal family!
The most important thing is that there are so many craftsmen in Zhuye Prison! Not only are they much better than those borrowed from Yanganguan, but they are also under their own management. With so many high-level technical talents, why don't you think this makes Feng Tulie drool?
As a result, the original camp has now become the joint headquarters of Hanzhongdian Agricultural School Wei Cheng and Hanzhong Ye.
Such an important place is of course heavily guarded, and no one else is allowed to enter or leave at will.
When Ma Su heard this statement, his lungs almost exploded with anger!
I am the governor of Hanzhong, so I am considered an idler?
Huo Yi's father led hundreds of people back then and could face tens of thousands of people without changing his expression. How could he embarrass his father?
So Huo Yi calmly stood guard at the gate of the camp and said to Ma Su, naturally the prefect is not just waiting around, but this is the important place of the Shaofu. The prefect wants to enter. Is there any approval slip from the palace?
Or, does it have permission from Wei Cheng of Hanzhong Dian Agricultural School?
The functions of a dianong officer are similar to those of a prefect or a county magistrate. As a dianong officer in Hanzhong, Feng Yong's position, at least on the surface, is not lower than that of the prefect of Hanzhong.
It's just that the power of the prefect is much greater than that of the agricultural official.
Besides, Feng Tubao himself also knew that the position of Hanzhong Diannongguan was actually an excuse for Zhuge Lao Yao to let him come to Hanzhong, so that he could be gilded, gain some qualifications, and at the same time gain some local aura.
Therefore, he can talk about all things related to farming in Hanzhong, and even write an official document to Old Demon Zhuge to give advice or something.
But that's all - no power of execution, or the power to force others to execute.
A bit like a think tank.
The deterrence depends on how much Zhuge Lao Yao attaches importance to him.
At present, the deterrent effect should not be small.
Of course, it stands to reason that he actually has a place where he has executive power in name, and that is the military garrison.
But that was only in name. He actually knew that the Hanzhong military camp was such an important matter. How could Old Demon Zhuge let these children, who were in their teens and less than 20 years old, mess around?
So he never interfered in that aspect.
The situation is different for the prefect. The prefect has executive power and has executive power over all political affairs in Hanzhong.
This is the difference in power between Feng Yong and Ma Di.
But no matter how great the prefect is, if Feng Tubao's own territory is still covered with a layer of royal tiger skin, what can Ma Di do?
There was nothing he could do at the moment, Ma Su could only watch from a distance the sounds of machinery coming from the rows of houses. At the same time, people kept coming in carrying wool, and occasionally carrying out some cloth.
It felt like dozens of claws were scratching in my heart, but I had to force myself to hold it back. It was really painful.
Although he wished he could just rush in and have a clear look, Huo Yi was from the palace and only had His Majesty in his eyes. He was not afraid even if he carried the Prime Minister himself.
Finally, after asking about Feng Yong's whereabouts, he immediately changed the car and rushed to Nanxiang.
Wool weaving was something that the Prime Minister valued very much. When he came to Hanzhong, he must immediately find out whether Feng Mingwen could cooperate with the Prime Minister's plan to win over the barbarians with wool.
So Ma Di didn't even go to Nanzheng, and went directly to find Feng Tibi.
The person involved, Feng Tubao, never expected that Old Demon Zhuge would have such great expectations for him.
In his imagination, he just showed how to clean wool and then weave it.
As for improving weaving and spinning wheels, of course it would be better to keep it and make a fortune!
All the Shu brocades were turned into government buildings by Old Demon Zhuge. If he saw these looms and spinning wheels and took them back to the government camp, wouldn't he cry to death?
After all, in name only, I only told him about raising sheep in the pasture and harvesting wool, but not about the textile factory.
So Zhuge Lao Yao still thinks that weaving wool with wool is just like weaving linen in a farmer's household, just doing some casual work.
At most, that is, on a larger scale and with some coroners working together, how could you possibly think of such a thing as a factory?
As for whether Zhuge Lao Yao would let him participate in such a major national event as wooing barbarians, Feng Tubol simply didn't dare to think about it.
Damn it!
Feng Tubiao was cursing silently in his heart when he saw a dark man finally emerge from the mine, comparable to the niggas of later generations.
The man opened his mouth and said in an awkward Chinese accent: "Sir, I got this..."
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