Feng Tubiao was thinking in his mind, then turned around and saluted Guan Ji, "I want to ask Sanniang for a favor...1a"
Guan Ji had been worried about Feng Yong's madness just now. When she saw her brother hugging Amei in front of her, she was almost so frightened that she covered her face and ran away.
If Feng Yong hadn't let go of Amei in time, I don't know what she would have thought about this matter after escaping?
But her brother's bold behavior still made her face feel hot and she felt a little ashamed.
But now, she finally understood that her brother must have attached great importance to the two books in Amei's arms. No, he must have been a little obsessed.
Otherwise, he would not have given a great gift to Amei, his maidservant, just to copy these two books.
Seeing Feng Yong salute to her again, Guan Ji quickly stepped aside and returned the salute: "Brother, I have instructions, and I will do my best."
"I know that Sanniang likes to carve bamboo slips. I wonder if Sanniang can help me copy these two books on bamboo slips? I will try my best not to copy wrong words in them. If this happens, I will definitely thank Sanniang deeply."
The quality of paper nowadays is not very good, and the output is even more ridiculously low.
If one day, there is a problem with these two books due to water, fire, or the fragility of the paper itself, even the slightest problem will make Feng Yong feel heartbroken.
Copied on a bamboo slip, although it is a bit heavier, it will not be easily damaged.
Such a valuable thing should be heavier.
"This is an easy matter. If brother is not in a hurry, I can engrave it with a knife and a pen."
When Guan Ji saw Feng Yong being so solemn about the matter, she thought it was something important. When she heard it was this matter, she breathed a sigh of relief and said cheerfully.
Of course it would be better to engrave it, but it would take too long.
Feng Yong shook his head, "Of course I'm anxious, just copy it and it'll be fine. No need to engrave it."
"Leave this matter to my little sister."
Guan Ji nodded and said, "Brother, are you really not going to see that Ma Taishou? Wouldn't it be bad to do this?"
Ouch!
After Guan Ji's reminder, Feng Yong immediately slapped his head and it was over!
It’s been so long, but I don’t know if Ma Su is gone?
At that moment, he hurriedly said to Amei, "Quick, put the book away quickly, don't let anyone see it."
After saying that, he hurried out the door.
"Mr. Ma, my brother has been very tired from traveling all over the barren mountains and ridges of Nanxiang these days. Why don't you, Mt. Ma, take a break for now, and then come over to see my brother after he has rested?"
Li Yi had done his best and explained to Ma Su with a smile, but he was secretly worried. For some reason, something had happened to his brother. The eunuch Ma had come all the way and he didn't even see him.
If it had been any other time, Ma Su might have believed it.
But as soon as he arrived in Hanzhong, Feng Yong ran away.
I wanted to take a look at the textile workshop, but Huo Yi blocked the door and refused to let me in, which made me very angry.
If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to maintain my reputation as the prefect of Hanzhong, I deliberately stopped and stopped on the way, and also inspected the spring plowing in several places along the way, I wouldn't have arrived here long ago.
And in order to prevent him from being unable to keep up with Feng Yong again, he specially sent someone to inquire about Feng Yong's whereabouts.
It is true that Feng Mingwen traveled all over the barren mountains and ridges of Nanxiang, but you and your group have already settled down a few days ago. You don’t know that?
When Ma Su heard that Li Yi was talking nonsense in front of him, his face darkened. This Li Wenxuan was not like this in the past.
How come I've only been in Hanzhong for a few months and already there are shadows of certain people?
"Li Xiaowei, you are the angel sent to Hanzhong by the Prime Minister. You also know that the wool spinning matter is of great importance. This is why I came here. Besides, about the workshop matter, you
It has never been mentioned in an official document, so how can I explain it?"
Li Yi is a young man after all. After hearing these words, his face became a little hot.
Whether or not the pockets of my brothers will grow in the future, the workshop is crucial.
Besides, the workshop can only be regarded as the property of a few of my own people, and it cannot be regarded as official business, so why should I report it?
At this time, Li Qiu, who was standing aside, smiled softly.
"What Ma Taishou said is wrong! That workshop is Feng Langjun's property. Although Feng Langjun has an official position, he can't say that his own property must also be reported to the imperial court, right?"
Damn it!
Ma Su felt even more hiccupful in his heart.
Others don't know that Feng Yongsheng has a good sense of wealth. Doesn't he also know?
It would be fine if it were anything else, but how could he take things related to wool lightly?
Huo Yi refused to let him in to see. When he got here, Li Yi was hesitant and unwilling to talk in detail. Even Feng Yong avoided seeing him...
Who would believe that there is nothing fishy in this?
These young gentlemen may only know that this wool is of great importance, but they have no idea how much wool will be harvested this year.
If the harvested wool cannot be woven into cloth, it will be nothing but a waste of effort, and the money and food scattered will probably not be a small sum.
As time goes by, it can be said that as long as the Prime Minister arranges things properly in Jincheng, he will not be afraid of not being able to weave any cloth.
But this year it’s too late, time is too tight.
Although it is worth harvesting wool for a year in exchange for the return of the Hu people in Liangzhou, but it would be better if less money and food could be wasted, wouldn't it?
The big man has a hard time!
Ma Su didn't have much hope that Feng Yong could solve this problem at first, but when he saw the workshop over in Nanzheng, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
After all, Feng Yong was the first to bring up the wool issue. What if? What if he had a way? How much less would the Prime Minister have to worry about?
I just didn’t expect that these young men would be so shallow-minded!
Just when Ma Su was impatient, he suddenly heard a voice.
"Oh my, Governor Ma has come all the way and didn't come to greet you. It's really rude and disrespectful!"
Hearing this voice, both Li Yi and Li Qiu couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
Ma Su raised his eyes and saw who was walking towards him, not Feng Yong?
Although there was anger in his heart, Ma Su knew that he had something to ask for, so he had to force himself to suppress the anger.
He raised his hand and said: "Where is it? This prefect came without telling me..."
He was about to say a polite word, when he looked at the person behind Feng Yong, but his anger could no longer be suppressed, his face finally changed, and his tone suddenly changed.
"I never expected to see that Feng Langjun, who is known as the young hero, is actually an informal person."
What does it mean?
Feng Yong was a little stunned, "What does this mean, Governor Feng?"
Anyone would be a little angry if a dignified Hanzhong prefect was exposed outside, but this Ma Di was too impatient, wasn't he? Didn't I just come out a little late?
It was a pity that Feng Tibi did not notice what was behind him. When Amei came out, the blush on her face was still there, and because she had just put the book into her arms, she was now arranging her clothes in a panic.
As well as himself, anyone can see the excitement on his face.
What does all this mean?
Ma Su looked at this country bumpkin with some sadness, showing off his prostitution in daylight! How depraved is this?