Wei Rong finally scratched his head. This somewhat precocious child finally showed his childish side.
"It seems, there is something different."
"Of course it's different. You just wear the same clothes as them, but that doesn't mean you are the same. You are born better than them. If nothing else happens, they will never surpass you even if they work hard all their lives."
From being a humble citizen, or even a barbarian without a household registration, to becoming a good citizen is already regarded as a tribute to the ancestors.
If you can get Feng Yong's favor and be pushed out to be a small official in the future, it will be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
As for Wei Rong and Fu Qian, their starting level is at least a few levels higher than their upper limit.
The class structure of semi-slave society is so strict.
It's not that there are no children who have turned out to be wild slaves who want to reach the heights of Wei Rong and Fu Qian, but they are very rare. At least for now, Feng Yong doesn't dare to expect too much.
"So you shouldn't envy them, but they envy you. It's just that they don't dare to play with you, it's not that they don't want to play with you. So you have to find a way to get them to come around you."
In this era, we have not completely broken away from the slave society, and even the feudal society can be regarded as reluctant. To teach Wei Rong and Fu Qian to wait for others is to harm them.
What Feng Yong wants to teach is to let them learn how to lead others and let others work for them.
"Then sir, what should we do?"
Fu Qian raised his head and asked.
"In this world, everyone has something they want. As long as you have something that others want, others will naturally come to you and ask for it. Think about it, is there anything you have that they want?
"
Wei Rong looked at Shaiba below, his eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "I thought of it."
Seeing that Wei Rong wanted to ask again, Feng Yong waved his hand and said, "I have already said a lot, and the rest needs to be thought about and tried by yourselves. This is the residence of Mr.
Even if half of your family is wrong, it’s okay. The worst thing you can do is try something else.”
Wei Rong pulled Fu Qian to his feet, bowed, and then ran away with Fu Qian.
Feng Yong got over the addiction of educating children and felt relieved.
He patted the green grass beneath him. No one was here to see him anyway, so he lay down immediately and looked up at the sky as pure as a blue mirror. Feeling the cool spring breeze, his eyelids felt a little astringent.
Although I have slept all day and night, the fatigue has not completely passed. People want to sleep as soon as they get lazy. In addition, with such a good day and such good weather, I feel sleepy in spring and autumn, so I feel sleepy.
Forget it, just sleep for a while...
Just as I closed my eyes, I heard someone say in my ear: "He really is a person from the mountain gate. It is so natural to teach his disciples how to control the human heart."
Feng Yong was excited and quickly stood up. He didn't even need to look, just by hearing the voice, he knew that Huang Yueying was here.
"Why is Madam here here?"
"Fengzhuang has been closed for so long. It's hard to open it today. I can come over and take a look at Zhuangzi, who has been taking care of it for more than a year. Isn't it okay?"
Huang Yueying came over slowly. On her left hand was the agile and tender Zhang Ji, and on her right hand was the unparalleled Guan Ji, just like Guanyin descending to earth.
"Okay, okay, okay, let alone open the village, it is a closed village. If others are not allowed to enter, can't Madam also enter? Speaking of which, I have never thanked Madam for taking care of me."
Feng Yong first looked at Guan Ji, who was wearing women's clothing. She was so beautiful!
Look at Zhang Ji who has just grown her hair again, she really... forget it, she can't make a mistake.
He swallowed quietly and suppressed his restless heart.
Well, spring...has arrived!
Huang Yueying walked up to her and didn't look at Feng Yong. She just looked at the crowds of people below and sighed softly, "I see that you are usually easy-going, but if someone doesn't know you well, I'm afraid they will really be deceived by you."
That tone of voice that looked down on all sentient beings just now is what people in the mountain gate have."
Feng Yong didn't care about the meaning of Huang Yueying's words, and he didn't want to explain.
Anyway, the hat of this disciple of Shanmen is considered dead. Now even if he shouts all over the world that I am not what I am, no one will believe him.
As she said that, she pointed down and said, "When I come back this time, this place can really be called Feng Mansion, right?"
"That's right."
Although no one said it out loud about this banquet, everyone tacitly acknowledged the fact that this was a banquet to celebrate Fengzhuang becoming the real "Feng Mansion".
There is a banker to rely on, a department dedicated to guarding, a huge foundation, and the master's family has a great reputation. What is it other than a government?
Huang Yueying looked at the delicate and handsome young man in front of her and felt filled with emotion.
A 16-year-old young man, Lang Jun, spent only two years alone to accomplish such a big undertaking. Except for the children from the mountain sect, even the children of the rich family could not do it.
The Li and Huang families are not rich? They still have to beg the young man in front of them.
Although he has been looking up to this young man, it seems that even his own A Lang underestimates him.
How could this be a disciple of the mountain sect who was thrown into the world? He was simply the core direct disciple, right?
Fortunately, this mountain gate has great kindness towards the big man.
Not only is he on good terms with Zhao Guang, Li Yi and others, but he is also willing to teach the people inside the sect. Otherwise, Zhao Guang has such a stupid temper and wants to get ahead. It would be a blessing to wait ten or eight years. I guess this is still because of him.
My lord is for Zhao Zilong's sake.
And from what I saw just now, Wei Rong and Fu Qian, his two disciples, also taught real things.
Huang Yueying felt Feng Yong's secret glance at this person, put back his thoughts, smiled, and said, "Since it can be called a noble house, then you, the head of the family, are also a man who can take on the responsibility.
Tell me, how do you plan to repay what you owe me?"
"Ow? What do you owe?"
Feng Yong was confused and thought that the spicy hair cloth I sent back from Hanzhong was still not enough to satisfy your appetite.
"Mulberry branches!" Huang Yueying pointed to the distance, "The eight hundred mulberry trees on my village, the branches were all broken last year, and they were all planted in your village. Don't even think about defaulting. Here,
Isn’t it growing in that field?”
In the direction pointed, there is a dense patch of small mulberry trees.
"This is the beginning of spring, and it's almost time to raise silkworms. Only then did I realize that the mulberry trees in my village didn't grow many mulberry leaves at all. What do you think I should do in my village this year?"
After saying that, Huang Yueying glanced at Feng Yong with a half-smile, and then at Guan Ji, "I remember that you just got the post of Yizhou Diannong School Captain, so you couldn't wait to write a letter, so that you can plant more crops in your own land.
Young Master, you even told the Prime Minister that it would be of great use."
"Well, Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei can supervise the entire agricultural work in Yizhou. Even the prime minister will have to think carefully about what he says. You are the only one in Jincheng who dares to plant mulberry trees in the ground, and the government will not care about it.
After all, when it comes to farming, who dares to compare with Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei?"
"Hehe..." Feng Yong pretended to be stupid and glanced at Guan Ji secretly. He saw that her pretty face was red and she didn't dare to look over.
Well, she is a good woman who takes care of her family, that's for sure.
For the sake of my husband’s family, I even stripped off the branches of my husband’s mulberry tree, and I wonder if he even used an axe?