Feng Yong was slightly surprised when he heard about the person Chen Shi wanted, "Why is it him?"
"General Liu is brave and good at fighting, and the cavalry he leads is invincible. He is also familiar with the customs of the Hu people. He is the best candidate to restrain the Hu people."
Chen Shi explained the reason why he asked Liu Hun to guard Daxia City, "General Guan Guan is not very confident about the Bald Hair Division. With General Liu here, I think he can suppress the Bald Hair Division."
The reason is very high-sounding and, of course, very sufficient.
But in fact, it doesn't matter whether you can suppress the bald area or not.
If the Bald Tribe dares to jump, the worst case scenario is to send troops directly to drive them back to the West Sea to drink from the northwest wind, leaving them with no place to stay in Longxi without any difficulty.
Therefore, the important thing is that as the main force of this battle, the Qiang Guards' army will not be counted if they do not get some benefits, labor services, cattle and horses.
That would offend people too much.
It would be even more uneconomical to offend Feng Junhou, the leader of the Great Han Dynasty Xinghan Society, for no reason.
At least Chen Shi felt that this time he was taking advantage of the Qiang Protector Colonel, so Daxia County was left with Feng Junhou and his group.
After all, heading west is the Qiang Hu. It would be great to cross the Daxia River for a walk when you have time, whether it's a small reward or catching some cattle and sheep to beat their teeth for sacrifice.
When Feng Yong heard Chen Shi's proposal, his face was filled with a smile, "General Liu is now considered a member of the Longyou Governor's Mansion, and I don't care."
"Besides, these suggestions from Governor Chen still need to be reported to the Governor's Mansion. I can't make the decision."
Seeing Feng Yong's appearance, Chen Shi knew that he was talking about Feng Junhou's heart, and he immediately started laughing, "Such things should naturally be reported to the Governor's Mansion."
"It's just that this time it was planned by the prince himself, and Dido was calmed down. Naturally, the prince knows better about the situation here. If the prince thinks it's okay, then the subordinates can feel free to report it."
Not to mention any selfish motives, to be fair and just, Liu Hun is indeed a capable general.
At least in terms of commanding cavalry, except for Mr. Zhao and Ma Dai, the Han Dynasty has not yet found anyone more talented than him.
Maybe Jiang Wei can.
But Jiang Wei is now leading the tiger infantry under Zhuge Laoyao, not the cavalry.
So on this point, Feng Yong has a clear conscience: "Liu Hun is indeed a capable person."
Chen Shi nodded. If Feng Junhou said this, it would be easy to handle.
In the seventh year of the founding of the Han Dynasty, Feng Yong, Marquis of Jiequanting, took advantage of the inability of Cao Wei in Liangzhou to take care of the Qiang rebellion in Longxi, and personally planned to recover Didao and achieved a great victory.
At the beginning of April, he led the army and escorted more than 30,000 prisoners through Didao City.
Watching thousands of rebels and cattle and sheep walking past in a long formation, they became the trophy of the big man.
Almost all the people in Didao either climbed to the top of the city or simply rushed out of the city, cheering loudly.
The highly respected people elected by the city raised their wine glasses to welcome Master Wang.
The eldest among them asked Feng Yong: "Since then, has there been no Qiang-Hu rebellion in Didao?"
Looking ahead, the prisoners being escorted could not see their heads.
Looking back, the heads of the escorted prisoners of war still cannot be seen.
It gave people an illusion: all the rebels in Longxi had been captured by the young general in front of him.
Feng Yong took the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and replied loudly: "As long as the flag of the Han Dynasty is planted at the top of Didao City, no barbarian will dare to violate the power of the Han Dynasty!"
"color!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Long live!"
The people of Didao, who had been surrounded by barbarians for several months and had been on tenterhooks, couldn't help but feel excited after hearing this.
"Long live the great man!"
"Long live the great man!"
Wave after wave of sound spread.
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After entering the city, Feng Yong specifically called Li Jian, who was following him as a guide: "Who was that old man just now?"
"Hui Junhou is the father of the little man and the head of the family."
Li Jian replied respectfully.
Feng Yong nodded, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked quietly: "If my guess is correct, the drink Taigong Li gave me was the Pu Tao Bar?"
"Your Majesty is very knowledgeable, that's right."
"tasty."
Feng Yong smacked his lips, as if thinking about it.
Li Jian understood, "If the Lord likes it, there are still a few altars in the little human clan, and they will be sent to the Lord when the time comes."
"Will it steal someone's love?"
Feng Junhou pretended to be hesitant on his face.
"The prince led the army to relieve the siege of Didao. He is really a great benefactor of the Li family. What does a few jars of wine mean?"
Li Jian was very happy after receiving Feng Yong's hint.
The young monarch in front of him was young and held a high position. He held real power and his property was huge.
I also heard that the wife of the royal family is unrivaled in elegance and is known as the Tiger Girl.
Even the maid next to her is not only beautiful, but also imitates everyone.
Even Mrs. Mu, who also has the surname Li, has better skills than most men in the world.
It is easy to find a woman with extraordinary beauty, but it is hard to find a woman who is more talented than a man.
But it would be difficult for a woman to be both beautiful and talented than a man.
Not to mention the tiger girl of the Guan family, just by hearing her name, you know she is not easy to mess with.
Therefore, Feng Junhou has no shortage of power, wealth and sex.
When others want to give gifts, they don’t know what to give.
When Li Jian heard Feng Yong's words, he was afraid that the other party would not be willing to accept the gift, so how could he be unwilling to give it?
"That's good."
Feng Yong nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
Li Jian took Feng Junhou's hint and did not delay for a moment.
Although the Li family didn't have much peach wine, no one said they were reluctant to part with it, and they immediately sent it all to Feng Junhou's temporary residence.
Feng Yong, who had just come down from the celebration banquet, personally received Li Jian and poured a glass of peach wine to taste.
"I heard that this peach wine is very precious?"
Feng Yong tasted it, but didn't take a second bite. He just asked Li Jian.
"Returning to the throne, exactly. Back then, Meng Tuo bribed Emperor Ling's eunuch Zhang Rang with a handful of peach wine, and he was appointed governor of Liangzhou. Although it is not as exaggerated as it was back then, it is still hard to find in the Central Plains."
Li Jian explained, "In those days, Cao Pi, the leader of the bandits, also issued an edict praising the apples and apple wine. He said that the apples were sweet but not sweet, sour but not crisp, cold but not cold, had a long and juicy taste, and could relieve restlessness and quench thirst.
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"It is also said that wine made from sycamores is as sweet as tillers, and it is easy to get drunk and wake up easily. Dao Zhigu has already salivated, how about eating it himself?"
“Today in the Central Plains, peach wine is still only available to the rich and powerful, which shows how precious it is.”
Feng Yong's eyes lit up after hearing this.
He picked up another small jar, poured a glass of new wine, and handed it to Li Jian, "When Shu Rui and I first met, we drank the honey wine produced in Sichuan. How does it compare with the peach wine?"
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Li Jian quickly took it with both hands and drank the wine in one gulp.
Then he said: "Peanut wine is sweet and mead is mellow. Each has its own merits. The only thing that is the same is that both are rare things and should not be drunk without hesitation."
The smile on Feng Yong's face grew wider, "Shurui, do you think it would be possible to make a profit by selling the mead to the Central Plains?"
"It's bound to be a huge profit. Even if it's not as good as the peach wine, I'm afraid it's not much different."
Li Jian said flatly, "Now that the Han Dynasty has blocked Longyou, Liangzhou and Guanzhong are not connected, the source of this peach wine has also been cut off. If honey wine enters the Central Plains at this time, I am afraid it will be even more popular."
Feng Yong laughed.
He poured another glass of mead for Li Jian and said, "I happen to know a little bit about the mead in Shu. I heard that a batch of good mead will be sold next year."
This year's mead is the first to be produced, and there is not enough for the Xinghan Association to distribute it, let alone sell it.
But next year will be different. After a whole year of preparation this year, next year's mead production will increase a lot.
At least I can barely scrape together a batch to sell.
If alcohol is banned in Shu, then it will be sold to Wei and Wu.
Although the amount is not much, you can explore the route in advance.
As the Nanzhong plantation continues to expand, the production of mead will increase accordingly.
Of course, whether it is sugar cane or grapes, the limitations of their planting range inherently determine the upper limit of their output.
Therefore, after taking Liangzhou in the later period, we can also open grape plantations and make wine.
The two complement each other and are also local specialty products.
Having a monopoly on something like this must be unpleasant for others, but for yourself, it is a must and a great pleasure.
At that time, we just need to follow the channels formed in advance and sell them out...
"Junhou, are you serious about this? If Junhou is interested, our Li family would like to buy a batch."
When Li Jian heard Feng Yong's words, he immediately came over.
These days, aristocratic families look at their foundation. If they can come up with something that others can't show off at critical moments, that's called foundation.
For example, books, talents, women with excellent virtues, appearance, speech, and skills. Anyway, the more the better.
Take this time as an example. Feng Junhou likes peach wine. No one else can provide it, only the Li family can provide it. This is called heritage.
The thicker the background, the more opportunities there are.
What's more, even if you buy this batch of honey wine at a high price, you can still improve the relationship between the bride and the prince.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yong shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't eat it."
Li Jian was startled, and for a moment he didn't understand Feng Yong's words.
"What I mean is that this batch of honey wine may be too much for your Longxi Li family. So I want to find a family with connections in the Central Plains to sell them to Guandong."
When Li Jian heard Feng Yong's words, he trembled and stuttered: "What do you mean by Junhou, sell to Guandong?"
"Yes, sell it to Guandong. There may be less Sichuan honey wine next year, but there will only be more and more in the future."
Feng Yong smiled, leaned back on his chair, and said leisurely, "Shurui must have heard that I am the leader of the Xinghan Association."
"I don't want to hide it from Shu Rui. In fact, this honey wine was brewed by brothers from the Xinghan Hui. Soochow is fine, but here in Wei, they really don't have many connections."
"As the elder brother of the brothers, I naturally want to find some connections for them. If Shu Rui knows the connections, you might as well let me know."
Li Jian suddenly felt a little dry.
Logically speaking, he cannot make the decision on such a big matter.
But when he thought of Meng Tuo, who had exchanged a bunch of peach wine for the position of governor of Liangzhou, he could no longer restrain his impulse.
"Why do you need to go to such trouble? If you can trust our Li family, the Li family is willing to share your worries for you."
Feng Yong had a look of surprise on his face: "Oh, the Li family actually has such connections?"
Li Jian hurriedly said: "I would like to teach you to know that the Li family also has branches in Guanzhong. Although they are each their own masters, there are still contacts."
"Nowadays, the wool from Hanzhong and the peach wine from Liangzhou are not included in the embargo in Guanzhong. As long as we ask the Li family in Guanzhong to help us establish relationships in advance, I believe it will not be difficult for this honey wine to pass the customs."
Feng Yong nodded repeatedly, "That's it."
He praised Li Jian and said, "If the Li family can help, that would be the best."
"The natal family of my concubine, Mrs. Mu, wants to build a wool spinning workshop in Pingxiang. If your Longxi Li family is interested, you might as well participate in some shares."
After hearing this, Li Jian's face showed a look of ecstasy. He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Feng Yong, making a big salute: "I would like to thank you in advance!"
Feng Yong came over and helped him up, "The Li family in Longxi helped the Han Dynasty pacify Di Dao. They are actually the patriots of the Han Dynasty."
"Nowadays, Pingxiang is in dire need of development. Letting you participate in the workshop is actually to restore Pingxiang to prosperity as soon as possible. We still need to rely on your help."
The words were very beautiful, and Li Jian was greatly moved.
Once Feng Langjun's stunt is activated, he ignores any defense.
So until Li Jian returned to the Li family compound in Didao, she was still a little dizzy.
"My son is back?"
When he returned to his yard, he found that his father had been waiting for him.
"It's already late at night, why can't you sleep well?"
Li Jianda was surprised and quickly stepped forward to say hello.
"How can my father sleep peacefully if you don't come back?" Father Li said, "I thought you just sent a few jars of wine, but I didn't expect you came back so late."
"Then Mr. Feng kept you here for so long, but what did he say to you?"
Not to mention that seeing the groups of prisoners of war outside the city in the daytime was shocking.
Just taking the sudden change in Didao as an example, countless people will not be able to sleep well tonight.
When Li Jian heard his master's words, and then thought of what he had promised to Feng Yong, his initial drunkenness disappeared without a trace.
Seeing his son's face turn pale all of a sudden, Father Li's heart skipped a beat.
I heard that Xiao Wenhe was cruel and ruthless, forcing many families in Sichuan to lose their lives. Could it be that he is now going to turn against the rich people in Longxi?
"Sir...sir, the child may be reckless."
Li Jian felt a little panicked. The rules in the clan were very strict. Although he was doing it for the sake of the clan, he would definitely break the rules.
Seeing his appearance, Father Li's heart sank more and more, "Tell me slowly what is going on."
"Don't worry, our Li family is also a prominent family in Longxi. We also made great efforts for the Han army to enter Didao. If we don't say we deserve any credit, don't we feel guilty?"
"My lord, that's not the case." Li Jian knew that his lord had misunderstood, and said quickly, "Then Junhou Feng promised our Li family huge benefits."
"The child was afraid that things would change, so he agreed without the consent of the clan..."
When Father Li heard this, he frowned. He knew that his son had a lot of potential and was very popular with the head of the family.
Only then did he stand out from the many disciples of the Li family and was sent to contact Feng Yong. However, he did not expect to stab Lu Zi.
"Why are you so confused?! That Feng Yong has a great reputation, and he has manipulated many important families in Shu. You are the one delivering wine to the family, not you are sent to fulfill the promise!"
Father Li stamped his feet, grabbed him and walked out, "Let's go to the head of the family to apologize! Also, what did you do to him?"
"Feng Junhou said that he had a batch of wine in his hand and wanted to sell it to the Central Plains, but he couldn't find a way, so the boy agreed without permission."
Li Jian said hurriedly.
As soon as these words came out, Li's father immediately stopped and thought for a moment, "This is not a big deal. As long as we can make good friends with Feng Yong, our Li family can buy this batch of wine, so there is no problem."
"Sir, the quantity of that batch of wine is huge, and our family cannot eat it. Also, the wine is quite pleasant to drink, making people slightly smoked but not drunk. Even if it cannot be compared with the peach wine, it is still a rare wine.
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Li Jian explained anxiously, "Putou wine is rare, but the fine wine in Feng Junhou's hands will be available every year starting from next year."
"If we can resell it to the Central Plains, even if the profit is not as good as that of sycamore wine, it will be better than the sycamore wine in terms of quantity..."
"Is such a good thing possible?"
Father Li's eyes widened.
"Not only that, sir, do you remember that my child once said that the sixth house of the Li family in Shuzhong married a daughter to Feng Junhou? Now, with the help of the king, the sixth house is planning to build a wool spinning workshop in Pingxiang."
When Father Li heard this, his body trembled. He was really envious and jealous: "Isn't that just making money?"
Now whether wool is being transported to Liangzhou, Guanzhong, or even here in Longyou, it is considered hard currency.
"Feng Langjun said that our Li family in Longxi can discuss with the Li family in the sixth house in Shuzhong and we can participate in the share of the workshop."
Father Li's body was shaken again and he lost his voice: "Doesn't that mean we can make money?!"
Thinking of this, he once again grasped Li Jian's hand, "Let's go! Go to the head of the house quickly!"
"Sir, why do children still need to be punished?"
"Stupid! What are you thinking if you don't report such a big matter to the head of the family immediately?"
Father Li scolded.
After scolding him, he softened his tone and even couldn't help laughing, "Even if these two things can only be one, my son will still be a great hero in the clan!"