The Three Kingdoms are like fighting landlords. Zhuge Liang drew a good card for Liu Bei ("Longzhong Pair" established the founding policy of the Shu Kingdom). Two kings brought four twos. Guan Yu split the four twos into single belts, and then For the sake of fun! When Liu Bei was not convinced, he threw the two kings out again, just to blow up an order!
Simply insane!
After a battle at Yiling, the young people in Shu were almost cut off. Fortunately, Shu Han met Zhuge Lao Yao, a rare internal affairs genius in Chinese history, and he saved Guan Yu and Liu Bei's ruined family bit by bit. Get up and at least extend the life of Shu Han for several more decades.
Feng Yong could tell how much damage those two failed wars had done to the Shu Han, just by looking at the tenants in the village. Half of the people working in the fields were women.
The strongest woman secretly hid a steamed bun in her chest. When she found Feng Yong looking at her, she immediately blushed and wanted to take it out, but it was too embarrassing to dig her chest in front of everyone, so she stood at a loss for a while. There was a lot of light and chirping.
"You can eat it if you want, let's see what I do!" Feng Yong glared at the woman angrily, "In the past few days during the wheat harvest, the food is open to the family, and the master will not treat everyone badly. There will be more to eat. You can take it back without any further investigation!"
After saying this, he looked at everyone and saw that all the tenants stopped eating and looked at him and listened carefully to what he said. They nodded with satisfaction, "But in the future, you must wash your hands before eating! Whoever doesn't wash their hands will starve to death." Pull it down! Butler! Where is the butler? Write this down and wash your hands from now on."
Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment - the owner of the house used to suffer from hysteria often. In recent days, although his behavior has been no different from ordinary people, maybe the old disease has relapsed at this time? Otherwise, how can he have such a good meal? How particular are you? Why do you inexplicably require people to wash their hands before eating? In the past, who didn’t just grab it with their hands after coming back from the field?
"What's the matter? The master's words don't work, right? Why don't you go clean your hands quickly and wait to be whipped?" An old man in gray clothes and coarse cloth appeared. He was the housekeeper of the Feng family. He shouted in a deep voice, "A bunch of idiots. !Are you still worried that the master’s family will be short of food for you two?”
The crowd dispersed like birds and beasts. A young and a half-year-old boy wanted to stuff a mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth before running away, but the stout woman grabbed him, slapped him hard twice, and dragged him away.
"My lord is back?" After the crowd dispersed, the old man stepped forward and saluted Feng Yong. His behavior was solemn but smooth and natural. It was obvious that he came from a wealthy family.
"Well, I'm back." Feng Yong nodded, and the steward forcibly took the fishing rod and fish in his hand, so he could only say as he walked, "Uncle Zhao has worked hard these days, and I really don't care about the land." I know very well that I have to ask Uncle Zhao to help take care of everything at home and abroad."
The housekeeper's surname was Zhao. I heard that he used to be the steward of a wealthy family. Later, the master's family committed crimes and was exiled to the southern barbarian land. As a son of the family, he was naturally implicated. If it hadn't happened that Feng Yong was rewarded by Liu Bei, he would have been picked. If you come out to be a servant, I'm afraid you may die somewhere in the southern barbarians at this time.
"This is the duty of an old servant." The housekeeper is actually only in his forties, but these days, a forty-year-old is already considered an old man. When he heard Feng Yong's words, the wrinkles on his face relaxed. "After harvesting the summer grain, our family has a store of grain. This can be considered a real family. Then we will find a servant for the master. Otherwise, the master has to do everything with his own hands. It is really not decent, and others will say that he is old. The servant has neglected his duty."
Feng Yong smacked his mouth and suddenly remembered the other two servants given to him by his family. One was the cook, who was fatter than the strongest woman in the village, and the other was a maid who did rough work, but she was thinner.
But she is only two or three pounds thinner than the cook. This also reflects the fact that there is a shortage of young people in Sichuan. Even the servants who are rewarded are women and the elderly as much as possible.
Also, why do others at least have a little maid to accompany them when they travel through time? What I have to face is either a strong woman or an old man. I am really helpless. Now I have finally improved it. Why is it a child servant? Why not a maid?
"Uncle Zhao, let's take care of it." Feng Yong waved his hand feebly, and immediately walked home first.
In the past few months, Feng Yong was often treated as a lunatic and kept away from him. However, since arriving at Feng's house, the housekeeper did not stay away because of his strange words and deeds. Instead, he took care of him and reminded him wholeheartedly. This made Feng Yong particularly grateful.
In this era, the fate of a servant is completely tied to the master. If something happens to the master, the servant will not be much better. In particular, Butler Zhao is a reward given by the emperor to the descendants of meritorious officials. Normally, if nothing happens, he will be fine. If something happens, the place will be fine.
He was the first person the officials on board came to look for.
Butler Zhao's dedication naturally has this factor, but the care and guidance cannot be denied, so Feng Yong usually respects Butler Zhao's opinions as much as possible.
"Master, the meal has been prepared in the kitchen. Master, do you want to bathe first or eat first?" the butler who was one behind Feng Yong asked.
"Let's eat first. I've been hungry all day."
In ancient times, there was a shortage of food, but it was not as good as modern times. You could only eat one meal in the morning and one in the evening. Three meals was the treatment only the emperor had. After harvesting the summer grain, you must change your two meals a day to three meals a day.
Feng Yong said that it was very hard in ancient times.
"The summer heat has not dissipated in the living room and it is too stuffy. My lord, why don't you go to the backyard to have a meal to feel cooler."
"Okay." Feng Yong nodded, it's good to have a caring butler.
"Chief Li Ting came to the house today and reminded our family to pay attention to the food supply after the summer harvest..."
"Pay food? Didn't our family say we don't need to pay food? This is what His Majesty the Emperor said when he gave me the reward."
Feng Yong was a little surprised. Could it be that he had met a legendary evil official who specialized in bullying honest people? If that was the case, he would really have to weigh the courage of the so-called pavilion chief.
The old demon Zhuge governs Shu, and the officials do not harbor evil intentions, and they do not pick up lost things on the road. This is a famous thing in the history. This is also the time when the old demon Zhuge has just taken power, and he must do everything personally. I guess he doesn't mind setting a fire.
"Okay my lord, of course we don't need to pay for the fields that His Majesty the Emperor rewarded," the housekeeper laughed from behind, "but don't forget, our family also has a hundred acres of land left by the late lord in Xiali Village.
But for those who want to pay the grain, the old servant just transferred the land to Zhuangzi a few days ago, and this was reported to the master."
"Oh, I forgot."
So I told people wrongly before, that my family actually has 600 acres of land?
My cheap man saved a hundred acres of land for his family before he died, and then worked hard to climb to the position of deputy general. Before he could sit down and start enjoying the life of a general, he met Liu Bei, the emperor of Shu.
Then, there is no more.
"Actually, this summer grain still has some time left. It seems to my old servant that Pavilion Chief Li just used an excuse to come to our house. He has ulterior motives." The housekeeper continued to nag behind him.
The Feng family is not big, but even a small family still has trivial matters. If it is necessary to let Feng Yong know, the housekeeper will nag Feng Yong before dinner.
Feng Yongyong rejected this. On the contrary, he still enjoyed this slow and peaceful pace of life. He walked forward leisurely and asked casually, "Oh, what is his intention?"
"He first talked about the food payment, and then said that the master has reached the age of marriage and should arrange a marriage, otherwise he will be fined."
Feng Yong was stunned and asked in surprise: "This... the government still cares about this matter? Should I pay a fine if I don't get married? What kind of truth is this?"
Therefore, if you are not literate, you cannot travel through time casually. For example, Feng Yong, from time to time pops up a common sense question that even a child knows the answer to. If he is regarded as a lunatic, he will not be unjustly accused.
"Oh, my lord, of course the government is in charge of this matter. If you don't get married when you reach the marriage age, the government will act as an official matchmaker. If you don't agree, you will be fined." The housekeeper sometimes felt really helpless towards this lord, saying that sometimes he was very supportive.
despair.
These days, even if the government works part-time as a matchmaker, it still has to force red lines. How can it be so humane? If the government of later generations really had to take this measure, would they still be scolded every day? At least the parents of those who are left with boys and girls should be grateful.