"Brother of the Feng family, if someone else provides the money and food, wouldn't it mean someone else has the final say on this racecourse?"
After all, Huawan is the young patriarch of the clan, and he still has basic political knowledge.
It would be best if the whole tribe could be moved here and live a good life, but if one's horse farm is taken over by others, wouldn't it mean that one's tribe is under the control of others?
"How can someone else have the final say?"
Feng Yongqi said, "There are many people in the world who want to contribute money and food to build a racecourse, but who can build it except me? If whoever provides more money and food has the final say, then what else do they want to do with me?"
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"So when it comes to the share of this racecourse, we have the final say as to who gets what share. If anyone dares to dissent, just let him go. I don't believe anyone dares to find fault with something like this that you can't even ask for."
When Huawan heard this, his eyes immediately widened: How could this man be so shameless?
However... the more shameless this person is in this matter, the more beneficial it is to him?
Thinking of this, Hua Wan became happy again.
Feng Yong leaned over and used his sharp tongue to seduce a girl from Nanzhong who had a straightforward personality, "Besides, you are Amei's good sister, and Amei has a share in this, how can I still harm her?"
You?"
Feng Yong's voice is deep and magnetic, full of temptation.
"Since you know about the horse farm, you should ask about the ranch in Nanxiang, right? You must have heard about how the herdsmen live in Nanxiang Ranch. Having food and clothing is the most basic thing."
"It is no exaggeration to say that there are countless people who want to settle in Nanxiang County but cannot do so. In two or three years, when this horse farm is built, do you dare to say that it is not the second Nanxiang County?"
"At that time, your tribe has also established a foothold there. I can register them directly. They will be authentic locals. Isn't it much better than staying in the poor mountains and rivers of Yizhou County? What can you do then? How much is this?
What a good thing no one can ask for!"
Hua Wan heard this, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Brother Feng, are everything you said true?"
There was fire in Huawan's eyes, and she felt a little hot all over her body.
She is not a fool. If the Zhurong clan can really regain a foothold in Yuejun, and they have property in hand, in ten or twenty years, although they dare not become the second Meng family of Yizhou County - of course, Grandpa Zhuge will not allow it.
Someone became the second Meng family in Yizhou County.
But it is enough to be able to truly rely on yourself.
It's better than the current situation where my family is like rootless duckweeds in Jincheng.
"of course it's true."
Feng Yong patted his chest and said, "Not to mention the Zhurong tribe, if there are tribes with close relations who find you a disciple, you can also agree to them."
It is Zhuge Laoyao's established policy to do his best to control the barbarians in Nanzhong in order to reduce the rebellion in Nanzhong. He is not afraid of their large numbers, but afraid that they will not come.
In addition, Feng Yong has another plan.
That is, the Yi people from Yizhou County moved to Yuejun County. They must have been unfamiliar with the place at the beginning and did not have so many local connections. As long as the jujube and the stick were added, they could only be obedient.
As for the local Yi people in Yuejun, it is best if they are obedient. It does not matter if they are not. For such things as using barbarians to control barbarians, Nanxiang County has a model project!
Even though Hua Wan knew that Feng Yong had his own purpose, how could he have thought of it? When she heard his assurance, she was almost overjoyed.
She really didn't expect that the harvest this time would be beyond her expectation.
Before coming over, she thought she was going to cry with anger again!
Unexpectedly, Feng Yong was so easy to talk to this time.
Thinking of this, Hua Wan thought to herself, it seems that Amei is really favored by him, otherwise why would he be so easy to talk to when I said that I wanted her share of this racecourse? In this way, I still have to be with her in the future. Just make more friends.
After the two of them completed some kind of transaction, they each felt quite satisfied. They looked at each other and smiled, and their relationship seemed to have become much closer.
So Feng Yong finally asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time, "Hua Niang, I have something to ask you."
"Brother Feng, please tell me."
Hua Wan was in a good mood, so she was willing to shout out the Feng family's brother.
"I remember that among your tribe, there was a kind of strong woman who was extremely strong. I wonder if she was trained?"
After the competition with Huawan in Nanzhongwei County, Guan Ji once told Feng Yong that Zhang Jiao's yellow scarf warriors had many similarities with the strong women of the Zhurong tribe.
Originally, this incident was just to add some topic for everyone to talk about.
But for Feng Yong, it is something worth paying attention to.
Unexpectedly, when Huawan heard his question, her face became wary, "This is the secret method of our clan."
Feng Yong had thought of this statement a long time ago, and his original intention was not to ask for this secret method. "What I want to know is, is this secret method only known by your clan?"
"That's natural."
Hua Wan raised her head proudly, "It's not just because of this secret technique that our Zhurong tribe is not bullied by other tribes."
"Is it possible that it spread accidentally?"
Feng Yong asked again.
Hua Wan shook his head and said resolutely, "It's absolutely impossible. Even I don't know this secret method, only my grandmother knows it. If I want to learn it, I can only become the leader of the clan."
Feng Yong looked at her, considered it for a moment, and then said, "But about forty years ago, a group of people appeared in the Central Plains, both men and women, who were also extremely powerful, almost as strong as the strong women in your clan. Exactly the same.”
When Feng Yong said this, he paused deliberately and looked at the flower garland carefully.
When Huawan heard this, she didn't have any abnormal reaction. Instead, her eyes widened and she retorted, "Impossible! Only women in our clan can do that..."
Seeing Huawan's appearance, Feng Yong believed that she really didn't know about this. He was a little disappointed at the moment, nodded and said, "That's right. It seems that I was wrong."
After talking about the matter, Hua Wan left quickly.
Feng Yong was still sitting in his seat, his expression a little solemn.
Traveling back to the Wei and Jin Dynasties, no one can avoid a historical shadow, which is the Wuhu Rebellion.
When Feng Yong met Tufa Kheli in Ju County, he had heard the other party mention the legend of the goddess of heaven in the Tuoba tribe of Xianbei: the goddess of heaven has descendants and will be the leader for generations.
In the eyes of many people, this legend may be just a joke.
Because today's Xianbei Tuoba tribe is not too powerful and is often attacked by other tribes. It even split off into a Bald Tribe a few years ago.
Nowadays, they are still moving around in search of a permanent pasture.
In this troubled world, the Tuoba tribe may disappear on the vast grasslands at any time like those countless small tribes, or be exterminated or merged into other tribes after one night.
But Feng Yong knew that according to normal history, it was this humble Tuoba Xianbei tribe in the northern grasslands that finally unified the north and established the Northern Wei Dynasty.
The idea that the descendants of the Goddess will be the leader for generations to come is not a legend or a fantasy, but a real prophecy that will come true in the future.
But for Feng Yong, if a goddess really came down from the sky driving a sky chariot in front of him, his first reaction would not be to kneel down and worship, nor would he be like Tuoba Jiefen who believed in her after sleeping with her for one night.
He has his own offspring.
Instead, he tied her up tightly and tortured her to ask her about the whereabouts of the time tunnel.
Therefore, instead of letting Feng Yong believe that there really is a goddess in this world, it is better to believe that someone used some unknown means to use the northern tribes to achieve their own goals.
No matter what their ultimate goal is, it is worthy of them supporting a northern grassland tribe for hundreds of years, but there is an external environment that is necessary, that is, chaos in the world, so that they can have a chance to achieve their goal.
As for what caused the current chaos in the world, we cannot but mention the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
To mention the Yellow Turban Rebellion, one cannot fail to mention Zhang Jiao.
And Zhang Jiao once studied under an expert from outside the world.
The Yellow Turban warriors under Zhang Jiao were the vanguards who stirred up the world in the first place.
As for the Yellow Turban warriors...only Zhang Jiao knows how to train them and how to drive them.
Whether it's the Legend of the Goddess or the Yellow Turban Warriors, their operating methods give Feng Yong a very similar feeling.
Every time he thought of these two things, Feng Yong always had a creepy feeling. He always felt that there was a huge shadow looming.
This shadow is called the Mountain Gate of the World.
Of course he prefers to believe that this is his whim, but Feng Yong has never forgotten that when he first met Zhuge Lao Yao, even such an extremely intelligent person had some concerns about Shanmen.
I originally thought that I could get some clues about the Yellow Turban Warriors from Huawan, but I didn't expect that I came up empty-handed.
After a long time, he sighed deeply and said, "I hope I'm overthinking..."