"Feng...Feng Wen...Feng Gui...Feng Junhou is coming back?"
Just now in the living room, Li Twelve Lang could remain calm even when he was laughed at by everyone.
But now when he heard that Feng Junhou was coming back, his face immediately turned pale and he couldn't even speak clearly.
The shadow of a person, the name of a tree.
As the legitimate son of the Li family who has stayed in Nanxiang all year round, he knows better than anyone else in the family the resources that Feng Wenhe can mobilize.
Not to mention anything else, the Nanxiang Exchange alone circulates countless materials every year, from the largest quantities of grain to wool, woolen materials, brown sugar and other items unique to the Han Dynasty.
Even if you have the connections, you can get a certificate issued by the Longyou Protector Qiang School Captain's Mansion, and you can also buy honey wine and spirits that are only available in the Xinghan Hui.
Although it cannot be sold within the territory of the Han Dynasty and can only be sold to Wei, Wu and even Hu, the profits are huge!
The further you sell, the greater the profit.
I heard that the price of spirits can increase dozens or even hundreds of times when sold to the Western Regions.
Who is not jealous?
Why did Li Mu dare to throw the son of the family to the mountain mine in the legendary land of evil spirits in public?
And why do you dare to force a small aristocratic family to sell out all their ancestral property?
It's because she has mastered the channels through which everyone makes money.
Anyone who dares to violate the rules is the public enemy of everyone.
Although some people would scold her for being vicious behind her back, no one would help the family that violated the rules.
Just a Li Mu can be so bold.
One can imagine what the consequences would be if Feng Wenhe really took action against a declining family like his.
Li Mu is demonic and poisonous. If she blows the pillow to Feng Wenhe on the bedside and says that she has been forced by the Li family's eldest brother...
Li Twelve Lang no longer dared to think about it any more.
He knew very well that it was impossible for the clan to protect themselves like the small aristocratic family who was forced to sell their ancestral property.
He could only cut off his wrists and push himself out to withstand Feng Wenhe's anger.
After all, he is not the only legitimate son and grandson in the clan!
It goes without saying that there are many brothers who would be happy to see him fall into that evil place.
Thinking of this, Li Twelve gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, and returned to the living room without caring about being rude. He found a seat and sat down silently.
"Li Langjun, what are you doing?"
The female student walked in and asked a little confused.
Li Twelve Lang cupped his hands with an elegant smile on his face:
"Please ask this young lady to go back and tell me that since she is still busy, I will continue to wait here."
The female student said with some embarrassment:
"Li Langjun, Madam Mu is very busy."
Li Twelve replied very understandingly:
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! If she quits her job and is still not free, then I'll come back tomorrow."
Faced with Li Twelve Lang's words, the female student had no good solution.
After all, she couldn't drive Li Twelve Lang out of the living room in front of so many people without Lady Mu's instructions.
At that moment, she had no choice but to respond and was about to turn around and leave.
When Li Twelve Lang saw him leaving, he said with concern:
"Oh, by the way, don't forget to remind her not to work too hard and to pay attention to her health."
"Otherwise, as an elder brother, I would also be worried."
When I heard Li Twelfang say these caring words, I looked at his earnest and caring expression.
Everyone in the living room couldn't help but be a little stunned.
At the same time, he praised in his heart: Li Twelve Lang is worthy of being the legitimate son of the Li family, he is indeed so shameless!
What do you call your sister-in-law?
Do you have the guts to call Lady Mu that to her face?
After Li Twelve Lang said these words, everyone looked at him with horror and contempt, but he actually had the nerve to smile and nod at them.
Finally, he closed his eyes as if nothing had happened and sat there to relax.
This calmness and magnanimity made everyone admire him.
But in the unseen sleeves, Li Twelve's hands were clenched tightly into fists, and his nails had sunk into his flesh.
After Li Mu learned what Li Twelve Lang did, his face finally showed a hint of surprise:
"He actually has some courage this time."
Then he leaned back in his chair and looked up to the sky, thinking for a moment, and suddenly laughed again, "No, I'm afraid I was scared by the Lord."
Remembering that he was used by the Prime Minister to test the man he was now, the smile on Li Mu's face became even brighter.
Now it seems that I still have to thank the Prime Minister...
Li Mu was thinking about thanking the Han Prime Minister, and Adou also felt that he wanted to thank Feng Yong.
Compared with the hard days before, now the palace can use whatever they want, eat whatever they want, wear whatever they want, and spend whatever they want.
I don’t know how nourishing my life has been.
No, even his father-in-law discussed with him and asked him to use the money from the inner palace to rebuild the Northern and Southern armies.
Although it hurts a little to spend this money, it is well worth it.
Also, the queen finally became pregnant again. Although this was the manifestation of Emperor Gaozu, Feng Yong also had a share of the credit.
If it weren't for the doctors at his residence, I don't know if the queen's hidden illnesses could have been cured.
So this time Feng Yong returned to Hanzhong, Adou decided to thank him in person.
There are still Cao thieves who have not retreated to the east of Hanzhong, and Xiang's father has led the army there himself, so it is not possible to welcome the returning victorious general on a large scale.
But it would still be okay for the emperor to greet the future general in private.
"Marquis Feng fought hard against Cao Cao's thieves in Xiaoguan, and then rushed back to Hanzhong in this cold weather. It's really hard. Come on, let's drink some hot soup to warm up."
In the temporary palace in Hanzhong, Adou entertained Feng Junhou warmly.
"Knowing that Marquis Feng was not used to eating outside food, the Queen specially sent someone to Nanxiang to hire a cook."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Feng Yong quickly stood up.
"Sit down, sit down!" Adou gestured quickly, "I already told you that this is a family banquet, so there is no need to be so polite."
"Yes, there are no outsiders present, so there is no need to be so polite."
Zhang Xingcai, who was sitting next to Adou, said with a smile.
Feng Yong looked around. Except for the queen and Zhang Xingyi, there was no one else.
It's a family dinner. Well, that's not wrong.
While Zhang Xingcai was speaking, Feng Yong quickly lowered his eyes, seemingly not daring to look at the queen.
But at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of her and Zhang Xingyi sitting together. The two sisters had similar facial features, but their expressions were different.
Feng Junhou lowered his head and repeated silently:
"Adou and I are brothers-in-law. This is a family dinner. Yes, this is a family dinner..."
Finally, he raised his head and said to Adou: "Your Majesty, this is what you said, so I won't be polite."
"Why are you being polite? There is no need to be polite. I also want to ask Marquis Feng about the situation in the battle at Xiaoguan!"
Adou moved his body and got as close to Feng Yong as possible, his little eyes shining brightly:
"You don't know, Marquis Feng, how worried I was when the news that you were blocked in the east of Xiaoguan by that Cao thief reached Hanzhong."
"Even the queen can't eat enough. What she's afraid of is that my great man will lose a good minister!"
Feng Yongdao: "Thank you for your Majesty and the Queen's concern. I am really scared."
"Don't be afraid! What are you afraid of!" Adou's voice suddenly became louder, "You don't know, when the news of Xiaoguan's victory came, let alone me, even my father-in-law..."
At this point, Adou himself burst out laughing, "I have never seen my father-in-law laugh so loudly in my life."
"That was the happiest day for me. Oh, it wasn't just me, there were countless people in Hanzhong who went crazy."
"You don't know, no one dared to believe this group of ministers from the beginning. Twenty thousand is more than one hundred thousand! It is comparable to the Battle of Chibi."
"Everyone was afraid that this was false news, so they rushed to my father-in-law and me to inquire about the news."
"After confirming that this was true, many veterans even cried bitterly, saying that the revival of the Han Dynasty was already visible!"
Adou kept talking, the little fat face shining with excitement.
Although we are talking about Feng Yong, he seems more like the protagonist, laughing heartily from time to time.
It can be seen that this young monarch actually has an ambitious side.
"If it weren't for the fact that there are still Cao thieves in the east of Hanzhong who have not retreated, I would have had a grand celebration banquet. Even so, I don't know how many people got drunk in those days in Hanzhong."
"I sent people from the palace to your Xinghanhui warehouse, but they couldn't find a jar of wine, hahaha..."
"All the good wines that were going to be shipped to Liangzhou were intercepted halfway by paying high prices."
The more Adou said, the closer he got to Feng Yong, "Fortunately, I still have a few altars in the palace."
"The only regret is that when everyone was celebrating in Hanzhong, you, the person who should be there most, was not there."
"Today you finally come back, please let me congratulate Feng Hou!"
As he spoke, he reached out and found that the ear cup was still empty.
"Why are you so stunned? Why don't you go and pour wine for your brother-in-law and Marquis Feng?"
Zhang Xingcai pushed his sister and reminded her.
Zhang Xingyi originally hated others getting drunk, but today was a special case.
She stood up with a smile, picked up the small wine jar, and poured wine for Adou first.
Then he turned around and poured wine for Feng Yong.
But seeing that bright wrist like jade, eyes like autumn water, and smile like a blooming flower, he leaned down and exhaled like a orchid:
"Feng Junhou, I know that you don't like drinking either, but today is different from the past. You have a good wine to honor the hero. Please drink to win."
Zhang Xingcai, who was far away, put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Well said, wine is a toast to the hero. If it weren't for my physical inconvenience, I would have to pour wine for Marquis Feng myself even if I had no choice."
Zhang Xingcai is pregnant,
When Adou saw the queen, she opened her mouth and quickly added: "Yes, yes, yes, come, I respect Marquis Feng who has made great contributions to the Han Dynasty."
Feng Yong saw that this was wrong. I didn't even have time to take a bite of the food, so you want me to drink it?
This is not the sour wine of the past, but it is as authentic as a distilled wine.
My body is not the kind of body that was tested by alcohol in my previous life. If I drink it on an empty stomach like this, I am afraid I will be drunk for a long time.
It's just the emperor's toast, how could Feng Tubao refuse?
More importantly, Adou was sitting next to him and almost had an arm around him, so he couldn't even think of being lazy.
At that moment, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a deep breath.
Fortunately, this is honey wine, which is quite suitable for Feng Yong's taste, and the alcohol content is not too high, so it can stand up to it.
After finishing the drink, just as I was about to pick up some food, Zhang Xingyi on the side immediately filled it up again:
"The Prime Minister is not here, but here is this cup. Your Majesty is here to honor the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister once said that in this battle between kings and princes, the foundation of our great nation has been established. Guanzhong will be taken sooner or later. Please drink to win!"
Adou's little eyes narrowed with laughter, and he said repeatedly: "That's right, that's right! That's what Xiangfu really said, Marquis Feng, please!"
Again?
Feng Junhou took a deep breath and drank again.
"This cup is to express my gratitude to you, the prince, on behalf of us members of the royal family. To be honest, your prince has helped the royal family a lot over the years. Please drink it!"
Zhang Xingyi smiled sweetly, her eyes moved, and she persuaded softly.
Feng Junhou raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman: I found that you are very good at talking, how about I give you the reputation of being a clever talker?
Zhang Xingyi’s crescent moons seem to be able to speak:
"Yes, yes! This is a cup that the Lord will definitely drink!"
Adou said again.
Are you a follower?
Whatever the queen says, you say yes, yes, yes; whatever the sister-in-law says, you say yes, yes, yes!
Feng Yong resisted the slander in his heart, drank another large glass, and then looked sideways at Zhang Xingyi: Tell me again!
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi said with a smile, "After three rounds of wine, please enjoy it."
Then he turned around and sat back down.
ah?
Can I eat it?
Feng Junhou was stunned.
"Come on, come on! This is the braised pork I specially asked the chef to make. Try it, Marquis Feng. Is it different from the one at your house?"
Adou pushed a plate of braised pork in front of Feng Yong.
"If this banquet does not have braised pork, it would not be considered a high-quality banquet."
In Adou's opinion, this braised pork is one of the most delicious foods.
Feng Yong picked up a piece of meat that was half fat and half lean, put it in his mouth, and then took the opportunity to eat a few mouthfuls of rice: "It's delicious!"
Emma!
I finally have something to cushion my stomach.
Adou also took a few bites and then said again:
"Feng Qing, after the battle of Xiaoguan, some of my subordinates said that there is really no need to worry about Cao Cao's traitors in Guanzhong, and they can return to the old capital just around the corner. Do you think we can march into Guanzhong next year?"
When Feng Yong heard this, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, shook his head hurriedly and said:
"Your Majesty, this is a way of underestimating the enemy and does not know the way of a soldier. This time Cao Cao's thieves invaded with many calculations. If it weren't for the underestimation of the soldiers in Xiaowei's Mansion, I am afraid that I would have taken it seriously as some people said, and I would be defeated by Xiao.
Under the pass."
"Although I defeated Cao Zhen's 100,000-strong army, it was only defeated, not annihilated. After the war, I estimated that there should be between 50,000 and 60,000 traitors who escaped from this battle."
"It is better to expect more enemies than less enemies. Therefore, based on this calculation, there are still at least one hundred thousand Cao thieves in Guanzhong."
"After this battle, although we will not be able to commit another crime, we should be able to defend the city. Moreover, Cao Cao's thieves have strong national strength, and I am afraid they will be able to supplement them from Guandong soon."
In the Battle of Xiaoguan, Cao Zhen lost his elite troops, and the Wei army in Guanzhong was severely damaged.
But that was in exchange for the serious casualties among the officers and soldiers of the school captain's office.
"In the next two years, Xiaowei's Mansion will not be able to fight another war."
The military service currently practiced by the Han Dynasty is a semi-professional and semi-conscript system. The soldiers serving in the Han Dynasty are professional soldiers and the auxiliary soldiers are conscripts.
The main soldiers can be exempted from the corvee service, and the auxiliary soldiers can be exempted from the corvee service every three years.
This can not only maintain the combat effectiveness of the army, but also have sufficient reserve sources of troops.
In recent years, the dependence of Nanzhong Yi and Longyou Hu people, coupled with the identified hidden population, provided the Han with sufficient sources of troops.
In particular, the Nanzhong Yi and some Longyou Hu people are very high-quality sources of soldiers.
They are proud to die in battle and do not want to stay sick and sick. This custom allows them to not fear casualties on the battlefield.
But there is a prerequisite, and that is how to make them sincerely join.
Once this premise is solved, and the Han national power has become stronger and stronger in recent years, many things can be afforded.
Being too anxious will ruin the current good situation.
After hearing Feng Yong's opinion, the queen's eyes flashed, she stood up and bowed to Feng Yong Yingying:
"Marquis Feng is a great talent! It is because Marquis Feng has contributed so much that this great man can be where he is today. Please accept my respect."
Adou was listening in rapt attention. When he saw the Queen acting like this, he finally woke up and quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said:
"That's right!"
Little Fatty, this yes-man!
Feng Yong didn't dare to accept the emperor's bow, so he quickly got up and got out of the way.
But Zhang Xingyi was watching impatiently: "Oh, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, are you going to let Junhou eat well? Junhou, come here, have another drink!"
With that said, he came over and filled Feng Yong's glass with wine.
"Yes, yes!" Adou said quickly, "Drink, drink!"
Feng Yong's face turned green and he couldn't help but glare at Zhang Xingyi, "What good will it do you if I get drunk to death?"
