Zhang Yi is tall, with thick eyebrows and a square face. It is obvious at a glance that he is a bold man.
It's just that his clothes were a little shabby. Although they were neat, they were a little white from the wash.
Seeing his appearance, Feng Yong was moved in his heart and asked, "I remember that Zhang is a non-Jincheng person. Now that he is here, is there a place to stay?"
Zhang Ni listened and nodded, "Of course I want to stay in the post house."
"How can this happen? In a post house, the houses are simple and poor, and the food is poor. If you meet a post official who only cares about clothes and does things, you will be in a bad mood without saying anything, and you will still be angry."
Feng Yong pulled Zhang Ni and said, "Since we have nowhere to go, let's stay in the village. When my business in Jincheng is over, wouldn't it be just right for us to go south to Yuejuan together?"
Zhang Ni hesitated for a moment, "How dare you disturb the peace of the Marquis' mansion?"
"Huh, why is the Hou Mansion not the Hou Mansion? It's just Zhuangzi! There are still many people living in Zhuangzi now. If there are many Zhangs working for one person, what's the big deal?"
Feng Yong held Zhang Ni's hand tightly and refused to let him go.
Zhang Yi was good at internal affairs but not good at leading troops, otherwise he would not have been captured by Yong Kai and sent to Soochow.
Zhang Yi was just the opposite, good at leading troops but not good at caring for the people. Later, when he succeeded Li Hui as the governor of Gajiang, he enforced the law harshly and forced the Nanyi leaders to rebel, so he was recalled to the court for accountability.
Only Zhang Yi has the strengths of both without having the weaknesses of either.
Later, he was appointed as the prefect of Yuejun. He managed the barbarians well and was deeply loved by the barbarians. He was transferred back to Jincheng after fifteen years in the county. Even because the Yuejunyi people were reluctant to leave him, there were more than a hundred leaders of the Yuejunyi people. Follow voluntarily.
Later, when the news of his death in the Northern Expedition spread back to Yuejun, the people of Yuejun shed tears and built a temple to worship him at all times.
It can be said that this is a rare and precious talent.
Zhuge Lao Yao always wanted to find a talent like Ma Zhong who could lead troops on horseback and care for the people on horseback. Little did he know that when he recommended Zhang Yi to him, he actually felt that Zhang Yi's official position was too low and was not suitable for promotion.
Hum hum, you don’t want me to want it!
"Let's go! We will be colleagues from now on, so why should Zhang Zhi be polite?"
Feng Yong directly took Zhang Ni's hand and turned back to Zhuangzi.
Zhang Ni was not as enthusiastic as Feng Yong, but she felt a little moved in her heart. She felt that Feng Langjun really treated people sincerely and had no airs.
"In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey."
Zhang Yi felt that if he refused again, he would be really hypocritical.
"Yiwen, Wenxuan, everyone, come here, I will introduce you to a good talent."
After returning to the house, Feng Yongji happily said to Zhao Guang and others waiting in the hall, "This is Zhang from Bajun..."
What is Zhang doing?
Feng Yong blinked and realized that he seemed to be patronizing and happy just now, and he didn't know the name Zhang Yi.
"Zhang Ni has met all the gentlemen." Zhang Ni quickly introduced himself, "I don't deserve to be called Mr. Feng, a talented man. Just call me Zhang Boqi."
"Oh, yes, Boqi."
Feng Yong nodded, and then introduced Zhao Guang and others to Zhang Yi.
When Zhang Ni heard this, he realized that the gentlemen present here were actually some of the most famous people in Jincheng, so he quickly stepped forward to greet each other.
Zhao Guang and others were already surprised when they learned that Zhang Ni was just doing business and could actually let his brother come out of the house to greet him in person.
Unexpectedly, at this time, my brother would bring people back to let them know each other. I was extremely surprised: Who is this Zhang Yi that my brother pays so much attention to?
Feng Yong didn't care about this. He pulled Zhang Ni to sit down and said with a smile, "How wonderful it is to have friends from far away? When friends come, they will have good food. Bo Qiqi can live here with peace of mind, and he can be close to us. I'll go to Yuejun together then. When someone comes, tell the cook to cook more dishes for dinner tonight."
People feel refreshed when happy events happen, and when they are in a good mood, they feel that more good things will come to them.
Huang Yueying over there accepted the gift and was very happy to do the work. The next day, she sent someone to inform her that she could visit Jiang Wan.
Feng Yong quickly asked someone to prepare gifts and visit him with a name card.
The door of Jiang's mansion was not big, and a young man walked out. He bowed his hands to Feng Yong and said, "Jiang Bin has met Feng Junhou. Your Excellency has been waiting for Feng Junhou in the mansion for a long time. Please come in."
"Jiang Deze?"
When Feng Yong walked into the door, he looked at Jiang Bin and asked.
"Back to the king, that's right."
"how old are you?"
Feng Yong looked at the young man who had just grown black hair on his lips and asked.
Jiang Bin glanced at this upstart with some strangeness: He blocked the door of someone else's house and asked how old the owner was. The rumored Feng Langjun was indeed an eccentric person.
That's what he thought, but Jiang Bin had to answer: "I'm sixteen when I return to the throne."
"Sixteen years old..." Nineteen-year-old Feng Yong sighed, "Three years ago, when I first met the Prime Minister, I was exactly sixteen."
Feng Zhuang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, asked for advice. Feng Langjun first suggested to conquer Sun Wu in the east, and then proposed strategies to pacify Nanzhong.
There are many versions of this story circulating in Jincheng.
As Feng Yongxin was promoted to the Marquis of Guannei and took control of a county at such a young age, the story of when he first came out of the mountain was dug up again, and it is even more interesting than before.
At the same time, he has become an inspirational role model for young handsome men.
Jiang Bin was probably one of them. His eyes showed fascination and he blurted out, "I wish I could see Feng Langjun's style at that time."
Feng Yong shook his head and said with a smile, "What's so charming about it? It's just a casual chat with the Prime Minister."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Bin and asked, "There are many vacancies in Yuejuan. I am suffering from the fact that no one has taken up the post. I wonder if Deze is interested in going there to take a look?"
Jiang Bin was startled, the joy on his face flashed away, and then disappeared again. He said apologetically, "How can Bin dare to make his own decisions on such a big matter? You must ask your Majesty for your opinion."
Feng Yong nodded, "It should be so. When the time comes, Deze remembers to tell Jiang Canjun. If Jiang Canjun agrees, he can come to me at any time."
Jiang Bin bowed again and said, "I am grateful for your kindness."
"I am not recommending you randomly, but because I am interested in your talents."
Feng Yong smiled.
According to the original trajectory of history, decades later, Zhong Hui led hundreds of thousands of troops into Hanzhong. In the end, three cities were never captured. One of them was called Hancheng, and the defender was none other than Jiang Bin.
It's a pity that Jiang Bin obviously didn't believe that Feng Yong was telling the truth, so he just smiled and stopped answering.
Following Jiang Bin through the front hall and into the living room, I saw a middle-aged handsome guy standing at the door waiting. Who could it be if it wasn't Jiang Wan?
Seeing Feng Yong arriving, Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Feng Langjun, Wan has been waiting for a long time!"
Feng Yong stepped forward and saluted directly, "Yong came here unpretentiously. He only asked Jiang Canjun to be a matchmaker, and he also hoped that Jiang Canjun would not bother Yong."
"This is a beautiful thing, why bother talking about it?" Jiang Wan extended his hand to greet him, "Feng Langjun, please come inside and discuss it in detail."