Qiang Di Qiang Di, Qiang people and Di people have the same origin.
I remember that when my father was the king of Di, he was also regarded as the king of Qiang by the Qiang people of Liangzhou.
The strong man forcibly separated the Qiang and Di people, presumably as a means to annex those tribes that disobeyed him.
After living in Hanzhong for so many years, Yang Wanwan finally understood that the Qiang people and the Di people were actually the same thing in the eyes of the Han people.
They all graze herds. If God can survive, it is a blessing. Who would think about who they are?
One year they are Qiang people, next year they are Di people, or even if they are Di people today and become Qiang people tomorrow, that is perfectly normal.
Then the Huns were powerful, right? What about now? If they were swallowed by the Xianbei people, wouldn't they still become Xianbei?
That Qiang Duan betrayed General Shenweitian and surrendered to Cao Cao, and now he uses the distinction between Qiang and Di to exclude dissidents. He clearly has wolfish ambitions.
Looking at the Zagotel in front of him, he already considers himself a Qiang and feels that he is different from the Di. Come to the land of Yinping, the difference between the Qiang and Di has become extremely clear.
Thinking of this, Yang Wanwan frowned and said, "General Jiang, the strong man who separated the Qiang and Di people must have some conspiracy!"
"Even if he has an agenda, it is something Cao Cao needs to consider and has nothing to do with us."
Jiang Shu didn't care, shook his head and said with a smile, "Besides, this kind of thing is too far away for us to comment on."
Yang Wanwan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end he just sighed and fell silent.
The main road of the textile workshop was paved very quickly. After the surface of the first section was dry and water was poured for two or three days, Feng Yong announced that it was time to leave.
Li Yi and others couldn't bear it for a long time and ran up first, stretched out their feet and stamped. They felt that the road was extremely hard. Then they bent down and touched it, and then used their hands to support it a few times before raising their heads.
He came and exclaimed, "Brother, this road is almost the same as the official road in Jincheng, right?"
"Okay, if you want to take a look, go up and take a look. From now on, our workshops will follow this path."
Feng Yong looked at the hesitant servants and waved his hand.
The roadside was crowded with old soldiers who were taking turns watching the excitement and female weavers who were supposed to be taking their lunch break. They all craned their necks to look at the concrete road. They saw that even noble people such as Li Langjun looked cautious, with eyes in their eyes.
They all had expressions of confusion and sternness.
"Master, this road...can we walk on weekdays?"
As one of the first veterans to follow Feng Yong, Lu Laozu could be considered a small leader. He pointed to the extremely smooth road, "Li Langjun just said, this road is no worse than the official road in Jincheng."
Woolen cloth."
There is a road in Jincheng Street called Chaoguan Road, which is specially used by imperial officials to go to court.
Ordinary people can also walk on weekdays, but they can only walk along the side, and if they encounter an official, they have to get out of the way in time. Otherwise, they will be knocked down by the official's carriage and horse, and there will be no way to appeal, and they may even be arrested and beaten.
board.
Feng Yong said strangely, "Isn't this road built just to make it easier for everyone to walk? Is there anything we can't walk on?"
As he said that, he pointed to the unfinished construction site in the distance, "From now on, the roads in our textile workshops will all look like this. If you can't walk, then where will you go?"
Old soldier Lu rubbed his hands, imitated Li Yi, bent down, touched the cement floor, pressed it again, and looked at Feng Yong flatteringly, "That means the master has such ability! After following the master, even
Walking becomes a blessing."
"Who says it's not?" A man with a beard on the side said, his eyes almost turned into Zhang Fei's eyes, he looked at Feng Yong with admiration, and he was full of harsh words, "If we go this way, it won't be successful.
Have you accepted the treatment of those adults in Jincheng?"
Yo ho!
I have so many talented people under my command, even a naturalized barbarian has learned how to flatter me.
"That's nonsense!" Although Feng Tubie waved his hands modestly on the surface, there was a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed. He was comfortable and very comfortable. No wonder everyone likes to hear good things.
"Walking on a smooth road is just a treat for Master Jincheng? Masters in Jincheng work hard for the country, but you can't even read a few Chinese characters every day. It's a good thing to think!"
Feng Turtle looked at the people who were more rustic than him with contempt and said, "Okay, stop dawdling, come up and take a look."
When everyone heard this, they all burst into laughter.
If you want to say that this master is cruel, he is really cruel.
Putting aside the messy rumors outside, I saw with my own eyes how many of the captured barbarians were buried alive in brothels and mines.
But if you have good intentions, then you have good intentions.
Not to mention those barbarians with household registration, even the craftsmen with low-level registration have been changed to good registration. The textile workshops are only divided into two types of people: those with household registration and those without household registration. There are no people with low-level registration or good registration.
explain.
Those servants took the dirt and mixed it with water to pave the road. The dust was flying all day long, but the master didn't mind it and followed them every day to watch.
The owner even squatted on the roadside and chatted with his servants.
Not to mention everyone can still have enough food and clothing.
The only requirement is to abide by the rules of the master's house and work hard.
These days, who doesn’t have enough energy? If you don’t think about anything, as long as you listen to your master, you can live well. Where can you find such a master?
Although I don't understand the big truth, I can still tell what other nobles are like and what my own family is like.
Therefore, although the master's family does not have much image on weekdays, the people under him are grateful and respectful from the bottom of their hearts.
Upon hearing Feng Yong's words, everyone no longer flinched and walked onto the road one after another. Some people even jumped twice out of curiosity.
A curious guy took a stone from the roadside and tried to knock it on the road a few times. When Feng Yong saw it, he quickly shouted, "Don't hit it with a stone. This road is not as hard as a stone."
Old soldier Lu reacted quickly. When he heard what Feng Yong said, he quickly kicked the man and kicked him like a vicious dog. He yelled and cursed, "You are seeking death! How hard does it take for the master to repair such a thing?"
If you don’t take good care of a good road, why would you throw a stone at it? If it’s damaged, can you afford to pay for it?”
After saying that, he bent down and smiled at Feng Yong and said, "Master, what should we pay attention to when we walk this way on weekdays? Take advantage of this rest time to tell everyone?"
The guy who was kicked and chewing mud got up, glanced at Feng Yong with some flinching, chuckled, and shrank apologetically. It seemed that he wanted to say something to apologize, but he didn't know how to say it.
"Okay, wipe the mud from your mouth."
Old Soldier Lu's kick was so bad that it really made his mouth full of mud. I don't know if he broke his tongue or not.
"It's just like walking normally, what should I pay attention to?"
Feng Yong still overestimated the acceptance ability of a group of three-country turtles. In addition, they saw with their own eyes several kinds of dirt mixed with water to form this kind of artificial stone road that they had never seen before, and it was an incomparable whole.
The huge artificial stone road seemed to them to have cast some kind of magic spell.
so……
"And what are you guys doing over there kneeling down? I'm not dead yet!"
Perhaps they had personally felt some mysterious power. Several people had knelt down and looked at Feng Yong with admiration. They didn't know what they were thinking.
Moreover, it also infected the people around them. Many people looked at them and then looked at Feng Yong in awe, with hesitation on their faces and a tendency to kneel down. Feng Yong quickly stopped them.
"Pull them up quickly."
"I haven't tested how much weight this kind of road can bear..."
Feng Yong looked at a group of people who were a little confused, so he had to explain a little more clearly, "I just don't know how heavy the car can travel. Mr. Lu, you can bring some manpower later and drive a few key cars to see if there are any problems with the road surface."
"
Anyway, all the cars in this era have two wheels, and the load capacity is not much, so the shoddy construction should be enough.
"Yes, please don't worry, Master, I will do a good job."
At this moment, a petite figure came over and said to Feng Yongfu, "Master, Zhao Langjun is back."
"Erlangjun is back?"
Feng Yong was stunned. Before he could ask again, he heard a very familiar voice in his ear, "Brother, I'm back. I've been really thinking about it these days!"
Feng Yong turned his head and saw a man and a horse speeding towards him on the road covered with straw.
Damn it!
You can’t walk on that stretch of road yet!
Feng Tubiao yelled, "Zhao Erlang, what are you doing! Come down here quickly!"
However, Zhao Guang didn't seem to hear anything. He rode straight over and ran up to Feng Yong. Then he reined in the horse's cage and raised the front hooves of the handsome horse high as if to show off his equestrian skills. When the horse stopped,
After stabilizing, he turned over and dismounted.
"Brother, I want to hurt my little brother!"
Get out! Get out! I don’t want to see you!
"Brother, wait for me!"
A voice came from afar. Feng Yong looked over Zhao Guang's body and saw another person riding a horse following the path of Zhao Guang.
As expected of Huang Ji, who is called sister and brother to Zhao Erha, they are really on the same road!
It’s really hard to see this road anymore!
The newly paved road can still be patched up, this kind of semi-dry road...
Feng Tujun shivered and subconsciously looked for a stick.
"Brother, why do you look so ugly?"
Zhao Guang walked up to Feng Yong and realized something was wrong with his expression.
You stepped on my footprints when you left, and stepped on my horse's hooves when you came back. How do you think my face looks good?
"It doesn't matter, Erlang went to Nanzheng this time, but did he get the matter settled?"
In front of everyone, Feng Yongyong couldn't lose his temper and could only ask with gritted teeth.
When Zhao Guang heard this, he had a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "There are other twists and turns in this matter. I will discuss it in detail with my brother later."
That means it didn’t work?
It's not good to do things like this. I'll see how I beat you to death later!
Horse hooves clattered in their ears, and then stopped. Someone interrupted the conversation between the two, "Hey, this road is so smooth. It feels really refreshing to ride on it!"
Haha, of course it’s fun, this is cement, a cement road! It would be even more fun to bury living people in the cement and spread them underneath!
If Feng Tibi was not still a young man and in very good health, he would have been so angry that he would have had a heart attack.
"Brother, is this road the road you want to build? I have never heard of it!"
Huang Wudie called her "brother" smoothly, and then she did the same thing as everyone walking on the cement road for the first time, squatting down and pressing the button, "It feels as hard as a rock, my brother's skills are amazing!"
"
Forget it, I'm not like a bunch of bumpkins.
Feng Yong closed his eyes, took a long breath, then opened his eyes, and said with a forced smile, "Thank you, Mrs. Huang. You really worked hard to accompany Erlang to Nanzheng this time. Why don't we go back to the house first?"
Speaking of the incident in Nanzheng, Huang Wudie looked a little strange and glanced at Zhao Guang.
Feng Yong looked at it and thought of what Zhao Guang had just said, thinking that there was a story in it!
"What? Then Martha...the prefect really said that?"
Everyone returned to the hall. After listening to Zhao Guang's detailed explanation, Feng Yong exclaimed and almost shouted "Ma Da Zui". Fortunately, he stopped in time and bit his tongue.
"Yes, brother, I think that Governor Ma is highly valued by the Prime Minister, and what he said will probably have weight with the Prime Minister. If I get his request, my brother and Erlang brothers will get a lot of rewards."
, how can cheese compare?"
Huang Wudie looked excited.
Feng Yong glanced at Huang Wudie and thought that Huang Ji was actually attracted to Zhao Guang.
But Li Yi next to him let out a long sigh, "I'm afraid Erlang was deceived by the eunuch Ma."
"No way? That Governor Ma, after all, is also the chief official of the party, how can he tell such lies?"
Zhao Guang became a little anxious when he heard this.
As my sister said, what does it mean to have cheese? But it involves the merits and rewards of several brothers, and this is no small matter.
The more credit and reward you get at this time, the more capital you will have in the future, and your starting point will be higher than others.
Feng Yong held his forehead, not wanting to speak, and said feebly, "Wenxuan, let's make it clear to Yiwen and let me rest for a while."
"Yes, brother." Li Yi nodded and then looked at Zhao Guang, "I don't know something about Yi Wen. I came from Jincheng and was asked by the prime minister to tell my brother that I wanted to move him to be the captain of Diannong School in Yizhou.
Now that I think about it, the envoy should already be on Hanzhong Road."
This is a promise made by Zhuge Lao Yao himself. Although it cannot be said publicly, it is still okay to talk about it in private with his family. Besides, the fact that Zhuge Lao Yao can say this means that the matter has been settled. The document must be very
Coming soon.
"This is a great thing."
Zhao Guangda was delighted, "Then I would like to congratulate my brother."
Huang Wudie thought a little more, with a look of confusion on her face, "Brother has moved his position, wouldn't Erlang also..."
"Ah! That's right! What the Governor Ma said, isn't it..." When Zhao Guang heard Huang Wudie mention it, he suddenly woke up, "The Governor Ma, it's possible that he got the news early, so he did this
It’s easy to do…”
Li Yi shook his head and said with a smile, "The Prime Minister only mentioned that my brother is going to be transferred, but he did not mention Yiwen and Zishi."
"Why?"
Huang Wudie was a little anxious when she heard this, "Erlang... and Wang Langjun are the brother's right-hand man, how can we only care about the brother and not care about them?"
"Sister, don't be anxious. Let's hear what Wenxuan said about ******* things about him, but Zhao Guang is not in a hurry anymore. Since his brother is here, why are you afraid that he won't have a chance?
"This is what I think about this matter."
Feng Yong finally spoke, "The Prime Minister didn't mention you two. I think he thinks you two are not suitable to continue doing these farm chores and wants you to do other things."
"Doing other things? What else can you do?"
Zhao Guang asked strangely.
Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang and thought of his talent in military affairs. He had to say that if Old Demon Zhuge considered this seriously, then his idea should be good.
This guy is much more interested in learning military theories than anything else.
The first time he led troops, he dared to go deep into the enemy's territory. He was very courageous and courageous.
The most important thing is that you are lucky enough to get out safely after entering someone else's pocket.
On the battlefield, luck is more important than anything else.
"However, this matter has not yet been decided. Let the horse... the prefect ask you for credit. That will be an added layer of protection. However, this credit must be added to one person."
Feng Yong thought for a moment and said this.
What Ma Dazui said may not mean Zhuge Lao Yao’s intention. Anyway, it’s a good deal to exchange those cheeses for the future of Zhao Guang and others, and Feng Yong doesn’t mind.
It's just that Ma Dazui's move seems a bit like selling his official position...
