Li Hui's eyes fell on Zhao Guang and Wang Xun again.
These two sons, one is the second son in the family and the other was born as a barbarian, are now so popular in Jincheng that few people in their generation, even the eldest son, can compare with them.
The earliest reason was because they were the first to call Feng Langjun brother.
Thinking like this, he looked at his son again.
After the rebellion in Nanzhong, the Prime Minister is afraid that he will try his best to weaken the big families in Nanzhong. It is impossible for a big family like the Meng family to respond to everything in Nanzhong again.
However, at this time, his reputation in Nanzhong was only higher than that of Meng Huo...
As long as he is alive, the Prime Minister will not do anything to the Li family in Nanzhong for his own sake.
But if he were not here, who would know what would happen to the Li family and what would happen to Dalang?
Let Da Lang follow Feng Langjun. Even if the Nanzhong Li family declines in the future, it will be a blessing if Da Lang can carve out a world for himself without relying on the Nanzhong Li family.
Thinking of this, Li Hui smiled and asked Li Yi warmly, "How many beans did Dalang bring this time? In the past few days, many soldiers in the army have not fallen to the rebels' swords, but they have fallen to the sword of the rebels."
Under the scorching heat."
"You don't need the black beans to relieve the poisonous qi in the south. As long as it can relieve the hot qi, it's a great achievement!"
After hearing this, Li Yi coughed dryly and said, "Sir, my brother went south this time and was in a hurry, so he only asked the brothers from Jincheng Xinghanhui to handle the matter. When he came from Pingyi, Jincheng
The first batch of black beans has just been delivered.”
"But sir, don't worry. The brothers from the Jincheng Xinghan Association have been worrying about this matter, and there will be a lot of black beans sent over later."
As he said that, Li Yi's eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at his master. He glanced at Zhao Guang again.
Li Hui of the Xinghan Hui certainly knew that before he left Pingyi with his troops, Li Yi, who was far away in Jincheng, wrote him a letter about this.
But in Li Hui's view, this was just a group of frustrated nobles trying to find a way for themselves, but he didn't expect that they could do such things that would benefit the country.
It's just Dalang's tone and appearance that made Li Hui murmur in his heart, why does he feel something is wrong?
After thinking about it for a moment, I was suddenly shocked: Are you... there is something in your words?
At this time, Zhao Guang could only be heard saying from the side, "Yes, uncle, most people don't grow too many black beans, so it takes a lot of effort to collect them, so they can only be collected piecemeal."
"Thanks to the concerted efforts of the brothers of the Xinghan Association, the matter was not delayed. Even the money for collecting the beans is my own personal money on weekdays!"
Li Hui finally understood this time and glanced sideways at Zhao Guang.
When Li Hui defected to Liu Bei, he was recommended by Zhao Yun, so the Li family and the Zhao family in Nanzhong had a close relationship.
It is not wrong for Zhao Guang to call Li Hui uncle.
It’s just that what Li Hui was thinking at this time was: Just now you called me Governor Li, why should you call me uncle whenever something happens?
What did you guys learn from following Feng Mingwen?
Apart from anything else, my son is very smart, but he used to think highly of himself, but he was not very gregarious.
How can it be like now, even if you join forces with others to do these stupid things, you are still openly engaging in dirty money and power transactions with yourself?
This is so... so comforting!
As long as he continues like this, after several years of experience, even if he dies, Li Yi will not suffer any big losses with his ability and face.
I just wanted to give some of you some credit, but I didn't expect that your appetite is much greater than that of me, the governor. Not only do I get the credit, but I also have to recruit a group of people.
Li Hui was sighing.
"Including the people in Jincheng, how many fern beans do you have in your hands?"
Li Hui asked.
"It's being collected..."
Zhao Guang wanted to slander him, but Li Yi coughed and interrupted Zhao Guang's words. He knew his master better than others.
Since the Lord has asked this question, he is prepared to accept the matter, so there is no need to cover it up, so as not to cause the Lord's displeasure.
"Back to your lord, the beans that Jincheng can collect should be almost finished by now. Someone has been sent to Hanzhong to deliver the letter. With the help of Mrs. Huang and Mr. Zhuge, I think we are close to coming."
"Also, the husband of the Huang family in Nanxiang County, Mrs. Mu from the Li family, and the husband of the He family in Ju County all sent letters..."
Li Hui's face twitched. Based on this calculation, wouldn't you control most of the Han Dou?
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that there are so many black beans? The roads in Nanzhong are rugged, and the time is tight. How can we transport them to the south on time?"
"Don't worry, sir. My brother has already established a Dongfeng Express for the purpose of logistics. We don't need help from the court. As long as you ask, the brothers of the Xinghan Society will work together to deliver the beans."
What nonsense is this?
Li Hui felt a little unable to keep up with his son.
"What is Dongfeng Express? What is logistics?"
"The so-called logistics means the circulation and distribution of goods. The company established by my brother is specialized in this industry, and the company's name is Dongfeng Express."
When Li Hui heard this, his eyes widened!
Hearing what you mean, it turns out that I was wrong just now. Your appetite is not just bigger than mine, but you want to swallow the whole world!
He controls most of the Dahan's beans and can send them to where he wants to go. What is it if it's not swallowing the sky?
One day, will it be possible to use the same method to control the food of the Han Dynasty?
"You...you are so bold! Isn't this something taboo?"
Li Hui looked at the three excited children in front of him with some trembling eyes.
That’s right, you are all still children!
How dare you do such a shocking thing? How is this different from rebellion?
"Sir, don't panic, this is one of them,"
Li Yi pointed to the sky, "There is a 40% share."
Oh, that's okay.
Not right either!
Li Hui glanced at them, "Why is it only 40%? It should be at least half, right?"
"The remaining 10% belongs to the Prime Minister's residence. The Prime Minister was not at the residence at the time, so my wife collected it on my behalf..."
Li Yi shrank his neck and said, "The rest are the many brothers of our Xinghan Society who have been divided."
As soon as these words came out, Li Hui suddenly felt that he had thought wrong again. This guy was still a child!
It's so impeccable that you can't find fault at all.
Even if the Prime Minister knew about it, he would just hold his nose and admit it.
Because there is nothing bigger than the Southern Expedition now.
Needless to say, black beans can detoxify. As long as they can relieve summer heat, the Prime Minister will be happy to have more of them, the better.
Unless you come to Nanzhong, people from the north have no idea how severe the scorching sun and heat are in Nanzhong.
"Nanzhou's water and soil are warm and hot, combined with miasma, which will kill four or five people out of ten." This is recorded in the history books, and it is not an empty statement.
In other words, when the Han Dynasty conquered Nanzhou in the past, nearly half of the army's officers and soldiers had already collapsed due to sweltering heatstroke and miasma before the battle was fought.
The young men who came after the nobles did not hesitate to spend their own money to think of ways to buy black beans that could relieve the heatstroke in the South, and also thought of ways to send them to the South Expeditionary Army. Isn't this a matter of loyalty to the state?
I share your worries with you...
A pure heart...
No matter what you say, it doesn't matter.
Who dares to say that it is not true at all?
What's more, wild beans can also be used as half a portion of food.
He could relieve the soldiers' suffering and pacify Nanzhong as soon as possible. How could the prime minister be stingy with such a small amount of credit?
"There are many people in the army who are suffering from Sha. You go and make some black bean soup as soon as possible. If it is really effective, why not if I just agree to it?"
"promise!"
The three of them looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes - this matter was already over.
Black beans can relieve Sha, they have already verified this fact, there is no need to doubt it.
"Da Lang, wait a minute."
Li Hui stopped Li Yi who was about to walk out.
"Sir, do you have anything else to say to the children?"
Li Hui stared at him and asked, "You have put in so much effort, aren't you afraid of something unexpected?"
What if the Prime Minister doesn't agree to this?
Li Yi grinned and said, "Don't worry, sir, there's nothing wrong. Pingyi has been stocking the beans from Jincheng. Even if the Prime Minister doesn't agree to this, it doesn't matter. The plantation will be used anyway."
Labor is also very valuable nowadays.
If drinking black bean soup can relieve the heat, it's better than asking a doctor to treat the disease or directly making someone die of the disease, isn't it?
Li Hui took a deep look at Li Yi, nodded and said, "I understand! You go ahead."
Feng Yong, who was far away in Wei County, quickly received Li Yi's letter. After reading it, the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile.
"Wei Ran, look at it."
Feng Yong handed the letter to Yang Wanwan.
Yang Qianwan speaks Chinese fluently and can understand common Chinese characters.
After reading it, he looked happy and said, "Brother, Governor Li has promised us."
"Of course I will agree. It will benefit others and myself, and it will also be beneficial to the Southern Expedition. How could I not agree?"
The roads in Nanzhong are rugged and the ground is not even three miles flat, so transporting grain is not an easy task.
Otherwise, Old Demon Zhuge wouldn’t have asked Huo Aji’s tribe to help transport grain.
Black beans can not only relieve heat and help detoxify to a certain extent, but can also be eaten as food. No fool will agree.
The smile on Feng Yong's face became thicker and thicker, "Go and notify the people in Jincheng right away so that they don't have to worry anymore. Also, tell them that Dongfeng Express lacks guards and let them think of ways to deal with it."
Some people come in."
These days are not peaceful, so there must be security when transporting goods.
Let the people from the Xinghan Hui tell their families and get those idle vigilante groups from Nanzhong to work as security guards at Dongfeng Express. There shouldn't be a big problem.
After all, a considerable number of people in the Xinghan Society are not valued by their families simply because their families do not have enough resources. If they had their own way to find resources, there would be no reason for their families to reject even casual offers of help.
For example, Zhao Guang, doesn't he have the Zhao family's Buqu beside him now?
"My little brother understands."
Yang Wanwan agreed and walked out.
There was a faint muffled thunder in the distance, and a cool breeze blew into the house.
Feng Yong walked to the door of the house and looked at the sky. At some point, dark clouds began to gather in the sky again, and the wind blowing became cool at some point. It seemed that it was another heavy rain.
The sky is not clear for three days, and the ground is not level for three miles.
I’m talking about Nanzhong.
Especially in summer, it rains almost every day. Even if there is no heavy rain, there will still be some showers.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that no matter whether it rains heavily or lightly, God will always thunder.
Feng Yong watched the soybean-like raindrops falling, and frowned slightly. The joy just now disappeared again. At the same time, he felt a burst of irritation in his heart. He didn't know where Guan Xing was now.
In order not to delay things any longer, Zhang Bao sent people back to Jincheng via official roads to inquire about the news.
At the same time, he personally led people over Tanglang Mountain, re-entered Yueqi County and went to Qiongdu to inquire about Guan Xing's whereabouts, because if Guan Xing wanted to return to Jincheng, he must first return to Qiongdu and then set off from there.
As for Feng Yong's suggestion to ask Zhuge Liang, Zhang Bao impatiently rejected it: because now the prime minister has led his troops across Lu River and entered the barren land, how can the prime minister know where the Anguo people are now?
It's better to catch up all the way by yourself. Maybe you can catch up with someone halfway.
Feng Yong felt extremely irritable about this situation where everyone wanted to find the other person, but no one knew where the other person was.
If you don’t have a telephone, just have a telegram!
In the end, he had no choice but to stay in Wei County as agreed, passively waiting for Zhang Bao to send someone to deliver the news.
This wait lasted more than ten days.
Until one day, when Feng Yong was trying to filter the last thin layer of liquid in the wine jar in the yard, he saw Zhang Bao rushing in with a gust of wind. Before he could stand still, he shouted,
"Quick! Quick!"
"Zhang Junhou! How could you..."
Before Feng Yong finished speaking, he suddenly became excited and subconsciously remembered something. He looked behind him and saw a group of people rushing in behind Zhang Bao.
The leader, a handsome man, saw Feng Yong and cried out in panic, "Mr. Feng, save my brother."
"Sanniang!"
Feng Yong screamed in surprise, and then saw Guan Xing behind her being supported by two people, his eyes closed, and big beads of sweat flowing down his forehead.
"A seizure?"
"That's right, the attack started right after arriving in Wei County." Zhang Bao said very quickly, "Don't you have a way? Help An Guo quickly."
"Help him lie down in the house first."
Feng Yong stayed in Wei County just for Guan Xing's arrival. He had long expected that such a day would come. Seeing everyone's panic, he said calmly.
What Feng Yong didn't expect was that Guan Xingcai had been ill for a month and was already severely tormented by malaria.
At Huangzhuang in Jincheng, Guan Xing was still a bright and energetic young man, and he even had the energy to threaten himself fiercely with his eyes.
Now, he has a sickly flushed face, and his two cheekbones protrude like two hills. His cheeks twist from time to time due to pain, as if every movement is a huge torture.
Obviously, this is entering a fever period.
In the febrile stage, the body temperature of malaria patients will soar to 40 degrees Celsius or above, accompanied by symptoms such as headache, body aches, and nausea.
Ordinary high fever will only make people confused, but with malaria fever, the patient is very conscious, so every bit of pain in the body can be clearly felt.
Some patients feel the pain of being pricked by thousands of needles even if they move even slightly.
"Quickly, help Anguo in."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Bao quickly greeted.
No, that's my house!
Feng Yong watched helplessly as everyone put Guan Xing on his bed.
"what's next?"
Zhang Bao turned around and asked eagerly.
Guan Ji had tears in her eyes and was looking at him nervously, fearing that Feng Yong would say something bad.
"Next..." Feng Yong looked around at everyone, pointed at Amei, and said, "Amei, come here and help me prepare some medicine."
He still has many questions to ask Amei.
The waiting process is anxious, but as soon as you see someone, the problem is over, and you just need to think of a way to solve it.
The concentration of artemisinin that has been soaked for so long must be sufficient. The only problem is how to inject the artemisinin into Guan Xing's body.
Before solving this problem, Feng Yong still had a way to suppress Guan Xing's malaria attack for half a month.