Feng Yong was very happy after receiving the good news from Gongsun Zheng and Li Jian.
During the banquet for two people, I couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.
When the lanterns came on and he returned to the backyard, Feng Yong, who was slightly drunk, was blown by the cold wind and finally woke up.
Standing at the door of Guan Ji's room, she saw that the lights were still on inside. She hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Has Xijun fallen asleep?"
Guan Ji's voice came from inside: "Has Alang finished handling the political affairs?"
Feng Yong scratched his head: "What political affairs? Isn't it just entertaining guests?"
Then I heard laughter inside, and there were more than one.
"Alang, come in, don't stand outside, it's too cold."
Feng Yong then pushed the door open and went in, standing outside with a screen: "If I don't come over too late in the future, Xijun should go to bed earlier. If you are pregnant with a fetus, you should pay attention to your health."
Although he and Guan Ji are not allowed to sleep in the same room now, Feng Yong still comes over to talk to her every night before going to bed, and has developed a habit.
"I know. Why doesn't Alang come in?"
Guan Ji's voice sounded from inside.
"No, I drank. There will be a smell of alcohol when I go in. Xijun will feel uncomfortable if he smells it. Then Xijun will be vomited again."
Feng Yong poked his head out from behind the screen and saw Guan Ji sitting on the Kang set up by the engineering team in a hurry, with Amei and Li Mu sitting on both sides.
She looks like a landowner!
It's just that the appearance of the landowner's wife and the maid are both extraordinary, which makes people feel a little unreal.
As Guan Ji's pregnancy progressed, her pregnancy reactions became more and more obvious.
Smelling pungent odors can easily trigger vomiting.
Considering this situation, Feng Yong could only stand outside and talk to her from a distance in order to prevent Guan Ji from having an uneasy sleep at night.
"Alang is interested." Guan Ji's voice was very gentle. "It's too cold. Since Alang can't come in, he should go back and rest quickly."
"Since Alang has to be busy with state affairs, he shouldn't be distracted by my concubine. I'm not that delicate, so I don't need to come here every night."
Feng Yong shook his head, which seemed a little dull, and said "tsk", "What are you talking about? This is the time when Mr. Xi needs my company the most."
"I feel guilty that I can't spend time with Xijun when I'm busy on weekdays. Only when I can talk to Xijun before going to bed will I feel at ease."
After hearing this, Guan Ji's expression became gentler and gentler.
The two said some more words, and then Feng Yong turned around and walked out.
Hearing Feng Yong's footsteps disappearing, Guan Ji looked at Li Mu and said, "Why don't you hurry up and follow?"
Li Mu's face turned slightly red, he stood up and saluted Guan Ji, and then followed him out as if he was running away.
"You go too." Guan Ji said to Amei on the other side.
When Amei heard this, she said "ah".
Even under the candlelight, you could see her face turning red at a visible speed.
"But Nujun, my servant has to... take care of Nujun."
Amei said with some stuttering.
"Can you compare to the female medical workers at Nanxiang Medical College?" Guan Ji smiled slightly and touched Ah Mei's head, "Go ahead and tell A Lang that this is what I meant."
Amei knows how to advance and retreat, and Guan Ji knows it.
Otherwise, it is not certain who will be pregnant with Alang's child first.
So after Guan Ji got her wish, she didn't mind being more generous.
"Besides, Alang looks very happy tonight. Mu Niang is a newcomer and may not be able to take good care of her. If you come with me, I will feel more at ease."
Amei then stood up, bowed to Guan Ji, and was about to turn around.
Guan Ji suddenly said: "Muniang is new to our Feng family, so she may not be familiar with some of the rules. And you have always done a good job in this area. You can also teach her when you have time, do you understand?"
Amei was stunned, and when she saw Guan Ji's meaningful gaze, she nodded quickly: "My maid, I understand."
Feng Yong returned to the room where he slept and sat down on the cushioned Taishi chair, feeling a little drowsy.
After drinking some wine, being blown by the cold wind, and being in a warm room, I suddenly felt sleepy.
He felt someone rubbing his forehead, and at the same time Li Mu's voice came: "Mr., are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I'm just a little thirsty."
Then a glass of warm water was put to his mouth.
Feng Yong didn't even open his eyes, he opened his mouth and drank directly.
Then the shoes and socks on the feet were taken off and soaked in hot water.
Someone was massaging his temples gently, and his feet were soaked in hot water, which made Feng Yong moan in comfort.
What a dream life!
Corruption, really corruption!
"Thank you Alang for today."
Li Mu behind him said softly.
Alang arranged for himself to meet Li Jian from the Li family in Longxi today, which means that the sixth room of the Li family in Shuzhong has officially established a relationship with the Li family in Longxi.
As long as the clan has a firm foothold in Pingxiang and becomes the Pingxiang Li family, it will be a simple matter.
Then, if we manage it well and make the Li family the commander-in-chief of Hanyang County, it will be natural.
According to Nanxiang’s experience, it doesn’t even require two, three, or even five or six generations; only one generation’s efforts are enough.
"Thank you for what? You are my Feng family. The Li family and the Feng family are relatives. It will also be good for me if you move the family to Pingxiang."
Feng Yong leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and enjoyed Li Mu's massage, and said, "By the way, it looks like the New Year will be here in a few days. After the New Year, it will be the beginning of spring."
"The snow will melt quickly in spring. When the time comes, prepare yourself and rush back to Nanxiang. Alas, you don't know. In the past few days, Siniang has sent several letters from Nanxiang, urging me to let you go.
Going back."
"Just reading the letter she wrote, I thought the sky was going to fall in Nanxiang! It seems that Nanxiang still can't live without you."
Li Mu chuckled lightly: "I know. Speaking of which, I was really in a hurry to leave. I didn't arrange everything well, so I left everything to Mrs. Zhang. It's because I didn't think well."
Thinking of Siniang's angry tone in the letter, Feng Yong could even imagine her akimbo, pointing at his nose and cursing, and couldn't help but smile on his face.
"After I return, I will have time to teach her well. Also, after I return to Nanxiang, I will ask Li Tong and the second wife of the Xu family to come to Pingxiang. After the spring starts this year, Longyou must seize the time to farm."
"The second mother of the Xu family has experience, let her bring someone over to give guidance."
Promoting the planting ratio of grain and bamboo shoots is the work of the second mother of the Xu family.
The yield of Yutou is high and it is a very important food for preparing for famine.
As long as a small proportion of yutou are planted in the ground every year, you don't have to worry about a year of famine.
More importantly, the stems and leaves can be used as pig food, which greatly reduces the burden of raising pigs.
The only thing you need to worry about is that Yutou has relatively high requirements for water and fertilizer.
But since we have a pasture, we no longer need to worry too much about fertilizer.
Therefore, just the idea of growing pig heads to prepare for shortages, increase the diversity of food rations, and reduce the cost of raising pigs is enough for Feng Yong to remember him in his heart.
What's more, in the past few years, she and her people have accumulated a lot of farming experience.
Letting her stay in Nanxiang would be a disgrace to the talented people.
Today's Longyou is no different from the Loess Plateau of later generations. It is a land with beautiful mountains and green waters and fertile land.
Let the second wife of the Xu family bring people over to promote farming, which is to make the best use of people's talents.
"It's understandable to ask the second wife of the Xu family to come here as my concubine, but didn't the husband say that he wants my brother to be a good bee in Nanxiang?"
Li Mu reminded him.
"We will open a pasture here in Longyou in the future, so as not to delay beekeeping. More importantly, after this spring, I will raise a large number of chickens and ducks in Longyou, and I need him to come and take charge of this matter."
"Besides, won't your Li family want to develop in Pingxiang in the future? Li Tong is your brother. If he behaves well this time, I think he will have a status in the Li family in the future."
Hearing Feng Yong's words, Li Mu's body suddenly became hot: "I really don't know how to thank my husband..."
Even if Feng Yong didn't turn around to look at her, he could still feel the fiery emotion in her words.
Feng Yong gave a weird smile, "Don't be too busy thanking Li Tong for now. You still need Siniang's consent. Then it'll be up to you how to convince Siniang."
Li Mu leaned down and whispered in Feng Yong's ear: "I understand. Just leave this matter to me."
The voice was full of sweetness, and the style was very different from usual.
I don’t know if he drank too much wine, but Feng Yong felt thirsty again.
"Well, one last thing." Feng Yongqiang said calmly, "After you return to Nanxiang, pay more attention to the school. If Wei Rong has any requests, try to satisfy them."
"In the next few years, the school will definitely not have enough students. The school should teach as many students as possible."
"Amei, remember to remind me tomorrow to transfer Yuesun's Yaomei to Nanxiang and let her take charge of the breeding in Nanxiang."
Amei, who was getting ready for bed on the kang, responded in a low voice.
"I heard that Yaomei was taught the art of wishing a rooster by the husband himself. Why not let her come to Longyou as well?"
Li Mu asked curiously.
Feng Yong smiled softly: "My original intention was to let her come to Longyou, but Wei Rong was sent to Nanxiang to run the school. In order to allow him to teach students with peace of mind, I had to let Yaomei go to Nanxiang.
"
Li Mu groaned, understood Feng Yong's words, and asked with some hesitation: "Mr. Jun, the husband of the Wei family is also the son of General Wei after all, Yaomei..."
"The son of General Wei!" Feng Yong cursed, "Wei Rong is my disciple, and he came from Zhuangzi, how can Yaomei not be worthy of him?"
Then he sighed again, "It's not that I like to be a matchmaker for others. It's just that this year, when the two of them were together in Yuesun, Xijun saw that they seemed a little weird several times."
"Wei Rong, this kid, can be regarded as my first disciple. Yaomei was probably only this tall when she first entered the mansion, right?"
Feng Yong closed his eyes and gestured casually, "In the blink of an eye, almost five years have passed. Since the two of them have feelings for each other, I can't stop them."
"After all, they have helped me a lot in the past few years. Any other family would naturally not want Wei Rong to marry Yaomei, but here, I have no reason to stop him."
"What about General Wei?"
Li Mu asked softly.
"That's why I asked Yaomei to go to Nanxiang to take charge of affairs. Then I will give her a good job first, and then you can take her with you in the past two years and teach her some things."
"Anyway, according to my rules, it's best for the two of you to wait for another two years. In these two years, I'm afraid you will have to travel back and forth between Longyou and Nanxiang."
"If you can bring Yaomei out by then, let her take over Nanxiang. Come here and follow me."
Li Mu hesitated and said, "But Nanxiang..."
"Don't worry, after Liangzhou and Guanzhong are pacified, I will gradually move some things in Nanxiang to other places. For example, schools, exchanges, reserve bureaus, etc."
"As for Nanxiang, we are planning to shift our focus to the mines in the mountains. In the future, we will have more and more foundations. We can't always guard Nanxiang, right?"
"Just like over there in Yuexi, Wang Langjun is watching, too!"
After hearing Feng Yong's explanation, Li Mu finally understood.
"The man's plan is really far-reaching."
After Feng Yong heard this, he didn't know what he thought of. He smiled immediately: "Isn't that right? I have something more profound!"
Amei, who was about to wipe away the water stains on his feet, heard this, her hands trembled, and the towel fell into the basin.
Compared with Hanzhong, Longyou is still chilly after the beginning of spring.
Not to mention the westernmost part of Longxi, close to Liangzhou.
The Bald Hair tribe went south from the land of the West Sea, crossed the upper reaches of the river, and crossed many mountains and rivers. Finally, they walked eastward along the Li River, and then entered Baishi County, the extreme border of Longxi.
"Young Master, this is indeed a good place for grazing!"
Looking at the endless pasture in front of him, the Xianbei elder of the Bald Department happily said to Bald Kheli.
Although the snow has not completely melted, you can already imagine how lush the grass will grow here in summer.
The most important thing is that it is warmer here than the West Sea.
There is water, pasture, and mountains to block the biting cold wind. There is no better place than this.
Soon, the tribesmen who were scouting the way in front ran back on Pegasus.
"Young Master, there is a tribe in front of you, blocking the way."
Everyone's expressions became serious.
Only the bald Tian Li had a smile on his face: "Come on, come with me to meet them for a while."
"Young Master, the tribe's large army is still behind. How about we wait? It's too dangerous for you to go like this."
Someone advised.
The bald man shook his head: "Don't be afraid. We are here pretending to be a caravan, and they won't embarrass the caravan. Come, prepare the salt."
The tribe blocking the front was the Xiaoyuehu tribe. When they heard that a caravan was coming from the west, they had no doubts.
Because in the past few years, woolen materials have spread, more and more tribes have sent people to Longyou to look for woolen materials.
Although this caravan arrived a little early, it was nothing strange.
After all, the high mountains in the west are said to be very cold.
It would take them at least half a year to go back and forth.
Tufa Tianli exchanged the salt for food. The tribal leader was so happy that he told him the news for free. There was a war going on in Didao, and many tribes here sent their men.
