A sage once said that the weapon of criticism certainly cannot replace the weapon of criticism.
This is the truth.
So someone in later generations translated it more straightforwardly: If you can do it, don't beep.
Although Feng Junhou was extremely talented, eloquent, and possessed the weapons of criticism, he still had to keep begging for mercy in the face of Guan Ji's weapons of criticism.
"If you use it, why don't you use it? Mr. Xi has great power in the army, so this thing is also of great use in the army!"
Guan Ji only thinks that he is making clever words, how can she believe it?
"Then tell me, how can this thing be of great use in the army?"
"Xijun, please let go first and let me explain in detail."
"You are a person who has the temper to push your limits. If you have the slightest chance, you will deceive people and make them dizzy. Just finish what you say. If it makes sense, I will let you go."
"I won't be able to finish all my teachings in a short while..."
Guan Ji was half-convinced, but when she heard the man moaning non-stop, she was afraid that it would really hurt him, so she couldn't help but relax her hand a little.
I heard Feng Junhou let out a long sigh, "There are some things that even if I say them, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand them. Just look at my future..."
"In the future? How many days?"
"It will take a few more days..."
Guan Ji raised her eyebrows, saying that by using this excuse to get angry, she was actually warning this guy who was becoming more and more dishonest.
I didn't expect that this person would dare to say that this thing would be of great use in the military.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xi, I won't lie to you."
Feng Junhou made many curses and oaths, but this made Guan Ji more and more curious.
After staying for a few days, a special official document was issued to each of the military personnel protecting the Qiang Colonel's Mansion, including those above the rank of captain.
The paper used for this official document is extremely large, at least two feet long and one and a half feet wide.
The first page above is marked with eye-catching large characters: Don’t slack off in your ambition to eliminate thieves!
The following content is written in plain language that military sergeants can understand. It first shows the achievements made since the Northern Expedition of the Han Dynasty.
Then he used words of encouragement to ask everyone not to be satisfied with the results in front of them, but to make persistent efforts.
To quell the thieves, to quell the war in the world, to revive the Han Dynasty, and to fight hard so that future generations will no longer be enslaved by the thieves.
Then the content of the second page is about the current situation of Longyou, and the comparison between Longyou and the previous situation, praising the various actions of Longyou Yihu who took the initiative to belong to the Han Dynasty.
The third edition is about the pensions and aftermath of disabled soldiers.
The last page contains some news about the thief.
For example, where famine occurred, where people starved to death, and where Cao Cao's soldiers had just died in battle, their wives and daughters in the rear were betrothed to others by the government, etc.
Each team leader must personally read this official document to the entire team.
"Is this a message?"
Somewhere in a secret place in Longyou, someone was holding an official document with a puzzled look on his face.
This official document was only sent to the army protecting the Qiang Colonel's Mansion. It took a lot of effort to get it.
"Without parallelism and grace, the language is vulgar, just like the words spoken by a Guizhou official in the marketplace. What kind of statement is it?"
Someone replied disdainfully.
"But looking at the meaning of this article, it seems like a statement..."
"Whether it's a statement or not, I just want to know if Feng...Feng Mingwen suddenly made such an action, will there be any movement?"
This person wanted to say "Feng Dianzi", but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but turn into Feng Mingwen.
As he spoke, he looked around.
When the people around him heard his words, their faces were filled with emotion.
Today's Feng Junhou is no ordinary person.
Regardless of whether it is Longyou or Nanxiang, as long as we can get some useful information in advance, it will be enough for ordinary people to live their lives without worrying about food and drink.
Those second sons of the Xinghan Hui were still poor and stingy a few years ago, but what about now? They are walking sideways in Shu!
"Food prices cannot be moved..."
Someone reminded me.
In the past two years, anyone with qualifications will understand that anyone who dares to raise the price of food above 200 yuan is asking for death.
Unless they can have all the grain produced in Hanzhong and Yuexun in their hands.
There are ready-made negative examples: the legitimate son and grandson of the eldest family member of the Li family are still working in the fields themselves.
Nowadays, whenever something happens, many people’s subconscious reaction is to remind others.
"Ah!"
Someone sneered: "Don't say that the government won't let me move, do you think I am willing to let people move?"
"It's a small matter to feed the people in the workshop. How much food does the pasture north of Pingxiang need to support every month? Whoever dares to touch the price of food will have trouble with me!"
"Didn't the He family's workshop produce wool this year? I heard that the Qiang Protector's Office also opened a business route to Liangzhou for your family..."
Someone said sourly.
"That's what our He family deserves! Why are you so jealous!"
Who said there was someone in charge of the He family?
I stabbed the Li family, was it for nothing?
What about eating some meat?
Just seeing the representative of the He family saying such things so confidently, many people twitched their mouths and secretly cursed: The He family is Zhuge Villager's dog!
"Okay, stop arguing!"
The old man sitting in the main seat slapped the table and said, "I didn't call you here to listen to your quarrel!"
The old man was highly respected and the initiator of this secret meeting. When he heard what he said, everyone shut their mouths.
"Don't worry about whether you feel resentful or disgusted. We just want to ask for help from others, and there's nothing wrong with admitting it. No matter how great the face is, it can't be greater than the family members."
After hearing the old man's words and thinking about everything that happened in the past few years, many people had a look of despair on their faces.
The aristocratic family that had always been aloof had never encountered such a thing before. The huge psychological gap made them gnash their teeth in secret, while at the same time they had to stick to it with smiling faces.
It’s just that many people have never been able to understand why it suddenly became like this?
"He family, you are well-informed. Just tell us the truth. Everyone here has a share of a workshop in Longyou."
"With this stake, you will know how to do things appropriately."
The price of grain does not exceed two hundred yuan, the price of fifty yuan does not exceed two hundred yuan, and the price of one hundred and ninety yuan does not exceed two hundred yuan.
The difference between fifty yuan and one hundred and ninety yuan is huge.
If food really causes problems in workshops and pastures, then the difference is not just fifty cents and one hundred and ninety cents, it is a matter of tens of thousands of cents.
Although they don't know what residual value is, let them know that the lower the cost is, the higher they will get.
It would be best if you can avoid risks while making high profits.
The battle between the Han Dynasty and Cao Cao's thieves is a high risk.
The representative of the He family smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I dare not hide it from Grandpa. The He family has indeed not received any news about this matter."
"I came here this time because I also wanted to know if any family has heard any news, so that the He family can make preparations as soon as possible."
"The Xinghan Society, doesn't it have a share in your He family? Isn't there any reminder?"
someone asked suspiciously.
When the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was selling wool spinning workshop quotas, the Xinghan Association was busy developing the Sunshui River Valley in Yuexi, and borrowed part of the money and grain from the Han Dynasty Reserve Bureau.
So naturally there is no way to compete for the quota.
Dongfeng Express worked so hard to support the Northern Expedition. In addition to the benefits, it was also part of the reason why Xinghan would have IOUs in the hands of the Han Prime Minister, which were regarded as repayments for labor services.
Later, after all parties worked together to support the Li family, the He family and the Xinghan Society were brokered by an unnamed Feng Tubeng and made a deal.
The He family took a stake in Yuexun Ranch, and Xinghanhui took a stake in the Woolen Textile Workshop, creating a cross-shareholding and achieving a win-win situation.
In the eyes of many people, this is what the He family gained by kneeling down and licking Zhuge villagers.
Licking a dog is so fun!
But this time, it seems that the He family is having trouble: "I didn't get any prompts, everything is as usual."
All the shopping mall elites present were at a loss.
When this official document was sent back to Hanzhong, the reaction of the Han Dynasty Prime Minister was extremely unusual.
"Who says this is not a message? This is a message!"
Compared with those aristocratic families who only care about one-third of an acre of their own land, his political vision is much higher.
The prime minister of the Han Dynasty, who had just entered the realm of destiny, had already turned snow-white in his beard, except for his eyes, which were still exquisite, his old face, and his increasingly white hair.
All showed that he had begun to age faster.
At this time, his body, which had become a little stooped because he often bent over his desk, actually straightened up again.
The expression on his face changed drastically, and the hand holding the official document was trembling slightly, which showed the shock in his heart.
The Han Prime Minister's lips trembled, and he shouted loudly after a long time:
"This boy...this boy is so brave!"
Li Yi, who had delivered the official document, felt his heart skip a beat and quickly lowered his head.
Zhuge Liang didn't pay attention to Li Yi. He stood there and kept talking to himself, and seemed to be telling Li Yi:
"Nowadays, the proclamation in this world is said to be passed down to the world, but in fact it is passed down to the officials. This son's proclamation is actually passed down to the soldiers, and even ordinary soldiers can read it."
"Is he... is he trying to restore the system of the previous Han Dynasty?"
The military might of the former Han Dynasty was unparalleled by that of the later Han Dynasty.
Among them, the most powerful ones were the Northern and Southern armies.
Soldiers from the north and the south should choose sons from good families.
The so-called good family is not just about having a clean net worth.
They belong to a specific class. Their families have permanent property, are well off, know etiquette and observe justice, are literate, and follow ethical principles.
Liangjiazi is firm-willed and obedient. He knows the difference between Han and Hu, and understands the debate between Hua and Yi.
They are willing to fight to the death for the Han and are the best source of soldiers for the Han.
After joining the army, their status was often higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and they were the mainstay of the Northern and Southern armies of the former Han Dynasty.
Taking the most famous Yulin orphans as an example, they are the descendants of those who died in the army and were raised in Yulin and trained as five soldiers.
What does official education mean with five soldiers?
That is to say, the government should not only teach them how to read and write, but also teach them military affairs.
However, since aristocratic families monopolized the world's knowledge and land, the good men of the later Han Dynasty became increasingly different from the good men of the early Han Dynasty.
Especially during the reign of Emperors Heng and Ling, there was a saying in the world:
When a scholar is promoted, he does not know how to read; when he is filial and honest, his father lives away from home; when he is poor and pure, he is as white and turbid as mud, a high-ranking general is as timid as a chicken.
How can there be any real good family like the former Han Dynasty?
In the past few years in Hanzhong, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty has visited Nanxiang countless times, and he can naturally feel the uniqueness of Nanxiang.
These four sentences, "The family has permanent property, is well off, knows etiquette and upholds righteousness, and knows how to read and write" are absolutely appropriate when applied to the soldiers of Nanxiang.
Although compared with the Liangjiazizi of the former Han Dynasty, the military sergeants and soldiers who protected the Qiang Xiaowei Mansion had a somewhat poorer background.
But compared to those who are called sons of good families, but are actually sons of aristocratic families, at least descendants of wealthy families, the soldiers of Nanxiang are more like the sons of good families of the former Han Dynasty.
"Talk about martial arts hall, talk about martial arts hall..."
Thinking of the newly opened martial arts hall in Nanxiang again, the Han Prime Minister's eyes sparkled: "How is this different from the Yulin Orphans?!"
When Li Yi heard this, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled!
Brother, what on earth have you done?
Li Yi's face turned slightly pale, and he kept thinking in his heart, how could the Yulin Orphans be formed by ordinary people?
But it shouldn’t be!
The young lady of the Zhang family has always been with her brother, and now she is still in charge of the secrets of the Qiang school captain's mansion.
Thinking of this, Li Yi had a flash of light.
Could it be that...this matter has something to do with the Emperor?
He was thinking wildly below, while the burly prime minister above him also had flashing eyes and couldn't help but move back and forth.
He murmured to himself: "Liangjiazi...Liangjiazi..."
After a while, he exclaimed, "That's it! Everyone knows that this guy is good at training troops, but they don't know that he is also good at selecting troops."
If you don't have a good family, you have to find a way to create a good family.
"Good calculation, good plan!"
The Han Prime Minister couldn't help but raise his voice, and then looked at the official document in his hand:
"To quell the thieves, to quell the war in the world, to revive the Han Dynasty, and for future generations to no longer be slaves to thieves."
The more Zhuge Liang read these sentences, the more he couldn't restrain himself. He shouted: "Li Wenxuan!"
"exist!"
Li Yi responded quickly.
"You should set off immediately, go to Longyou, and tell this boy to come back to me immediately without any delay!"
Li Yi had never seen the prime minister look like this before. His heart was about to beat out of his chest, and at the same time his heart was burning.
He boasts that his mind is not inferior to others, but now he can't even think of what is so strange about his brother's official document that makes the Prime Minister so moved.
"If he dares to delay, tell him that I will personally go to Longyou and break his legs!"
Li Yi's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"promise!"
"Go ahead."
Li Yi hurriedly left the Prime Minister's Mansion and rushed back to his home in Nanzheng.
Now the Li family has really moved to Hanzhong. Because of poor health, Li Hui went to Nanxiang to recuperate, so only Li Yi and his wife lived in the house.
Li He saw her Alang coming back in a hurry and urged his servants to pack their luggage quickly.
He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Alang is going out?"
Li Yi nodded, "Accepting the order of the Prime Minister, I went to Longyou to deliver a message to my brother."
Everyone knows that Alang and Feng Junhou are good brothers and they often travel between Longyou and Hanzhong. This is not surprising.
Only this time, Li Yi's face was anxious and full of sorrow, which made Li He couldn't help but ask worriedly: "What trouble has Alang encountered?"
Li Yi sent all the servants down, and then whispered to Li He: "After I leave, you should go to Nanxiang immediately and ask the adults for advice."
Then he explained what had just happened in detail.
"I don't know what the prime minister means by asking my brother to come back this time. Your Excellency is familiar with the prime minister, so he should be able to help me make some ideas."
"When the time comes, remember to have someone send your thoughts to Longyou as soon as possible. Also, no one except you is allowed to say anything about this matter until my brother returns to Hanzhong!"
Li Yizheng was worried, but Li He thought about it for a moment, then laughed and said:
"Alang was involved in the matter and was too concerned about it. He made a mistake at the moment! I think that Junhou Feng should be fine when he returns to Hanzhong this time."
Li Yi was surprised at first, and then he was delighted: "Why did Mr. Xi teach me?"
As the leader of the Xinghan Association, my brother is responsible for the rise and fall of many people?
If something really happened, Li Yi didn't dare to imagine what would happen to the big man. At this moment, when he heard his Xijun's words, regardless of whether they were justified or not, he wanted to find some comfort first.
"Alang only saw that the Prime Minister had a stern tone, but didn't he pay attention to what the Prime Minister said?" Li He smiled slightly, "Let me ask Alang first, does the Prime Minister follow the rules in daily life?"
"That's natural. The prime minister acts like a big man. Who doesn't know that?"
"Well, since the Prime Minister values rules, have you ever used words like 'that kid' or 'break your legs' to others in official matters?"
"Nothing..."
Li Yigang said two words, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his heart.
"Alang, this kind of tone and these words are only spoken by an elder to a junior, and it must be a teacher who is responsible for discipline, otherwise it would be too rude."
Li He reminded.
"Ouch!" Li Yi clapped his hands, "I was confused!"
After solving a doubt, Li Yi became even more confused: But how could the official document sent by his brother to the soldiers of the Guarding Qiang School cause such a big reaction from the Prime Minister?
This time, Li He couldn't understand either.
In the end, Li Yi had to give up and sighed: "The prime minister and my brother are both very talented people in the world. I can't match them!"
"After Alang goes out, let me go to Nanxiang and ask my uncle what he thinks."
Li He said.
Li Yi nodded: "That's all."
At this time, only a "bang" was heard outside, and the darkened wing was clearly illuminated by the lightning outside.
After the thunder, big raindrops fell "cracking".
Li He looked at the heavy rain outside and said with some worry: "Now Hanzhong has entered the rainy season and the roads are slippery. Alang must be careful."
