Thinking of this, Zhang Xiahou didn't want her daughter to talk about Feng Langjun's literary talents anymore, so she asked, "Then, after talking about poems and poems, what did they say again?"
It would have been better if Zhang Xiahou didn't ask, but Zhang Xingyi's little face turned red with anger, "They didn't dare to compare with Feng Langjun's literary talent, so they used his character to ruin it, saying that Feng Langjun's literary talent is acceptable, but his character is not."
It’s hard to call it good.”
As soon as Zhang Xiahou heard this, he probably knew what his daughter had heard. She secretly thought to herself, what is Feng Langjun's character? Even the prime minister may not dare to say that he fully knows it. How could it be the turn of those young masters and gentlemen to make a conclusion?
"Also, they also said that Feng Langjun wanted to seize...him...other people's wives..."
Zhang Xingyi's face turned redder and he said this hesitantly.
"Huh!" Zhang Xiahou finally snorted angrily after hearing this, "You should go less often to the Xu family from now on. I didn't expect that after Taifu Xu left, the Xu family's family style would deteriorate to this point, and anyone would be allowed in! These people are really...
for……"
After saying this, he glanced at his daughter and paused.
"for what?"
Zhang Xingyi asked curiously.
"It's nothing. Aren't you going to find your aunt? Go quickly and don't hinder my spinning."
Mrs. Zhang Xiahou waved her hand and drove her daughter out.
Zhang Xingyi saw the strange look on his mother's face and understood in his heart. It seemed that there must be something inside that he didn't know about, so he stopped asking any more questions at the moment.
But she secretly said in her heart, "If my mother doesn't tell me, I won't tell her. I'll ask my aunt myself."
Thinking of this, she resigned.
But she didn't know that when she walked out of the room, Zhang Xiahou looked at her back, thoughtfully, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"If anyone asks about the rumors about Feng Langjun's hookup in the future, just say you don't know, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."
Zhang Xingyi came out, pulled her personal maid to a deserted corner, and threatened her.
"My mother just heard what I said about Mr. Feng's evil thoughts, and she became furious. If she had heard those flirting words, she would probably beat him to death."
"If you don't tell me, I won't know anything."
How could the personal maid not know what kind of person her mistress was? She immediately believed her in her heart, turned pale, and kept talking.
At first, she only overheard these rumors when she was out on business, and she was so angry that she came back to tell the young lady. At that time, she did not expect that the matter would be so serious.
Zhang Xingyi saw that the little maid was completely frightened, so she nodded with satisfaction, then left the mansion and got on the ox cart, and asked the servants to rush all the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
When Zhang Xingyi arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, he walked all the way to the place where Huang Yueying usually stayed without having to report it. Before he even entered the door, he called out, "Auntie, Si Niang is here to see you."
When she walked in, she saw something in front of Huang Yueying. She couldn't help but be a little surprised and said, "Hey, why does this thing look so familiar? It's so similar to Grandma's spinning wheel."
Hearing this, Huang Yueying raised her head, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "It's more than similar. The spinning wheel in your mother's hand was given to me by me. It should be said that it is exactly the same as this spinning wheel."
"How can this spinning wheel be so weird? It's so different from what my niece has seen before."
Zhang Xingyi asked curiously.
"This kind of spinning wheel has been modified. It can spin several times more thread in one day than the previous spinning wheel."
Huang Yueying explained.
"Wow, so awesome! My aunt is so awesome!"
Zhang Xingyi gave a small scream.
"I don't have such ability," Huang Yueying shook her head and looked at Zhang Xingyi, "The woolen clothes you wear in winter are woven with threads spun on this kind of spinning wheel."
"So, this spinning wheel belongs to Feng Langjun..."
Zhang Xingyi reacted quickly and immediately thought of the root cause.
Huang Yueying nodded and said, "Yes, it was made by Feng Langjun."
"Feng Langjun is so awesome!"
Zhang Xingyi was sincerely impressed this time, looking at the spinning wheel carefully, "It can even make things used by women. It seems that the people who say Feng Langjun is a caring person in his daughter's family are true."
Huang Yueying watched Zhang Xingyi grow up. How could Zhang Xingyi hide her little thoughts from her? A strange smile appeared on her face.
"Do you know just now whether Feng Langjun is powerful or not? Besides, no one in the world knows better than you whether he is a caring person in your daughter's family, right?"
Zhang Xingyi blushed and stomped her feet, "Auntie, you're making fun of me again!"
After a pause, he continued, "Besides, there are already enough rumors outside. If my aunt's words are taken seriously, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause."
Huang Yueying just smiled and did not answer the words. She just sighed in her heart. Looking at Yi Niang, she was really in love. In addition, the queen always wanted her to marry Feng Mingwen. She just hoped that the boy would not let him down.
Screen girl is the best.
"What kind of trouble could there be?" Thinking of this, Huang Yueying said calmly, "Who can tell the truth from the rumors in the market?"
"But, Feng Langjun has done so much for the country, is it possible that my uncle will let others keep slandering Feng Langjun like this? If his reputation is ruined, what will he do in the future?"
Zhang Xingyi asked anxiously.
Huang Yueying laughed and said, "Who is a little famous in Jincheng and has not been arranged by someone? Not to mention others, it is the emperor. Some people say that he was abducted to Hanzhong when he was a child, and he was separated from the late emperor for many years. Do you believe it?"
Last year, when Liu Chan had just ascended the throne, a rumor came out from nowhere in Shu, saying that the late emperor was defeated by Cao Cao when he was stationed in Xiaopei, and his family was separated. His Majesty was also sold to Hanzhong, and was finally adopted as an adopted son.
The late emperor was wandering around, and not only his wives and concubines were captured by others, but his own daughter was also kidnapped by Cao thieves, and her whereabouts are still unknown.
Therefore, many people believe this rumor about His Majesty. Not only is it widely circulated, some even say that Your Majesty is not the late Emperor's biological son.
It was later that the big man stabilized himself through the efforts of the Prime Minister, and the rumors gradually disappeared.
Of course Zhang Xingyi knew this.
It makes people helpless to think that even the emperor's brother-in-law was arranged like this, let alone Feng Langjun?
Zhang Xingyi couldn't help but feel a little sullen when she thought of this.
Seeing Zhang Xingyi like this, Huang Yueying couldn't help but laugh and said, "That kid has been rumored from the beginning. When did he ever defend himself from the beginning to the end? Even when you first met him, didn't you say that he was clever and charming?
"
"But if you look at it now, someone mentioned the name of Feng Langjun for his clever words. Who was ridiculed? Isn't it Liao Li? So why should you worry about him in vain?"
"My niece is not worried about him."
Zhang Xingyi jumped up as if someone had stabbed him in a sore spot. His face turned red and he defended, "My niece is just because... because someone also arranged my niece to be with him. I'm so angry."
Huang Yueying did not point out Zhang Xingyi's attempt to cover up, and said, "This time, rumors about Feng Langjun suddenly appeared in Jincheng, and part of the roots are still on you. If you don't want to be arranged, it's easy."
"What can my aunt do?"
Zhang Xingyi said with great joy, thinking that it was indeed the right thing to come to her aunt whenever there was any difficulty.
"The method is very simple. As long as you make a marriage arrangement early, this rumor will disappear."
"ah!"
Zhang Xingyi did not expect that her aunt would actually say these words. She was stunned at the moment. After a while, she said in a panic, "Aunt... don't make fun of Si Niang. How could this matter be related to my marriage?"
Related?"
"I'm not kidding," Huang Yueying looked at Zhang Xingyi with a serious expression, "Actually, the Prime Minister is very concerned about Feng Langjun. That's why rumors like this suddenly came out in Jincheng, and the Prime Minister has also investigated it."
"Prime Minister...what did you find out?"
"This rumor about Feng Langjun is mainly related to three people. The first is you, the second is Ping Niang, and the third is Li Mu, the daughter of the Li family."
"Let's talk about Li Mu first. The rumors about this woman were actually spread by the Li family themselves. Li Mu was originally a member of the sixth room of the Li family, but some time ago, due to some things, the sixth room of the Li family had conflicts with the people of our sect.
It made a big fuss."
"The big families in Shu already have prejudices against that boy. The Li family arranged the matter between the boy and Li Mu. They can not only discredit the sixth family of the Li family, but also disgust the boy. This is killing two birds with one stone."
"But that kid deserves it. Who asked him to hand over the story to others?"
"But how can this have anything to do with my niece's marriage?"
Zhang Xingyi didn't care about that Li Mu thing. She knew what kind of person Feng Langjun was, so she was more concerned about how this kind of thing had anything to do with her marriage.
"Our Yi Niang is the most desirable lady in Jincheng!"
Huang Yueying touched Zhang Xingyi's head and sighed, "Having an elder brother who is a prince and a sister who is a queen, whoever really marries Yi Niang will reach the sky in one step."
"But although Yi Niang has been named, it has not yet been decided who will take the title of boudoir, so of course some people are anxious. But Feng Langjun has a lot of connections with Yi Niang, so naturally some people want to
We need to get Feng Langjun out first."
"That's why they wanted to spread such rumors?" Zhang Xingyi was not a fool, she understood immediately.
If there is a rumor between a woman and a man, how can we get rid of it?
Making a marriage arrangement with someone else is naturally the fastest and best way.
The young men who wanted to marry her naturally knew what this rumor was about, so they didn't care.
As for the people in Guizhou who don’t know the truth, who cares what they are thinking?
Thinking of this, she finally understood the meaning of the half of what her mother had not said when she was in her house.
Although I knew this was a cheap strategy, this rumor really hit my mother's weakness. With my mother's temperament, I couldn't help but let her get married as soon as possible.
Zhang Xingyi, who understood the whole story, suddenly gasped with anger, and her face turned red again, "Those people are really shameless!"
Thinking of what those people in Xu Mansion said, I felt even more disgusted.
"The fact that things have spread like this is not their original intention."
Huang Yueying shook her head and said, "They just lost their minds for a moment. This rumor is getting wider and wider and more ridiculous, but there are others behind it who are fanning the flames."
Think about what happened to Ping Niang and Li Yi. How would ordinary people know about it? But now it has been spread all over the city. If there is nothing strange in this, who will believe it?
It is definitely impossible to find out who first spread this rumor.
But not many people knew about Ping Niang and Li Yi at the time, but they could be investigated.
"Besides, who calls that kid famous?"
Huang Yueying thought of the absurdity of this matter, and felt angry and funny at the same time, and looked at Zhang Xingyi again.
"Who in Jincheng doesn't know that he likes to give you things the most? As for the handsome young man, this is what the queen said personally. The queen is your elder sister, so whoever wants to marry you is not afraid that he will snatch you away.
Are you going?"
"aunt……"
The blush on Zhang Xingyi's face has not gone away, "What are you talking about? It's such an ugly thing to say!"
Thinking about this matter, the root cause was so absurd that Zhang Xingyi finally couldn't help but laugh.
It turned out that unknowingly, Feng Langjun had inexplicably become the enemy of all the young men in Jincheng. It was because of himself. I wonder what he would think when he knew about this?
"Idea? I have a fucking idea!"
Wearing a wicker helmet on his head, Feng Yong stood on the roadside, watching the servants in front of him mix the powdered coal gangue, lime and gypsum in a certain proportion, then water and mix them.
It has become a special brand of cement for tofu projects.
"The road is not easy to walk. What other ideas can we have to fix the road better?"
These days, the roads are all dirt. When it rains, they become mud roads. If you step into a deep mud pit, you may not be able to get out unless you pull something on the roadside with your hands.
Sunny days may not be easy either. When the wind blows, everything will be yellow and covered with sand.
How to transport if the road is not good?
There is a large banner hanging on both sides of the construction site. The banner is made of cloth spun from wool scraps in the textile workshop.
There are six big characters written on one: If you want to get rich, build roads first.
The other one is: Everyone has safety awareness, and a happy life can be achieved.
The font has iron strokes and silver hooks, which is very powerful.
Well, Feng Yong begged Guan Ji for a long time before letting her write it.
It doesn't matter whether others understand it or not, what matters is the atmosphere.
No matter what cement grade, what kind of roadbed, or what kind of road surface bearing strength, they are all unnecessary!
First, use cinders or waste bricks from the brick kiln to pave it, then pour fake tofu concrete, and finally flatten it slightly. After a while, it is completed.
No matter what, no matter how rubbish the cement road is, it will look much better than the dirt road. Of course, it will also be much easier to use.
Although the cement produced by this method is nothing more than rubbish in Feng Tubou's eyes, whoever dares to use this thing for construction in future generations will be hanged as a matter of course.
But in the eyes of the natives in the late Han Dynasty, it was a magical weapon.
Not only Zhao Guang, Wang Xun, Li Qiu, Huang Chong and others, but also Guan Ji and Huang Ji, who had daily battles, put aside their own hobbies and all ran over to watch Feng Tubao start the infrastructure mania mode.
When I saw the sand and pebbles mixed together to form a smooth and straight road, my eyes widened.
"Brother, is the road ahead paved like this?"
Li Qiu pointed to the front, shaking his whole body, and asked excitedly.
There is a short section of the road that has been built, about a few dozen meters. It was built on the first day and cannot be walked on yet. It has to wait for a few days to dry.
It was indeed a toss-up, and Feng Tibi had to teach him step by step.
Fortunately, this method of paving roads is extremely simple and crude, with no technical content. As long as the hands and feet are sound, it doesn't matter whether the mind is simple or not.
So after the first day of training, the slave servants who were selected as the engineering team became much more proficient on the second day.
For highway projects, segmented construction is a basic operation.
But now Feng Tibi doesn't have skilled workers on hand, so he can only wait for this batch to get started, and then let them lead another batch. If the cycle continues, it won't take long before he will have the world's first engineering team on hand.
"Of course it is." Feng Yong said and glared at Zhao Guang again. This Erha saw this short section of magical cement road this morning. Without saying anything, he jumped on it and ran for two steps...
…
As you can imagine, the result was that there was an extra line of footprints on it, causing Feng Yong to have to rework it.