Feng Yong smacked his mouth, thinking that I finally understood. It is estimated that someone is eyeing his life-long event, and that person is most likely the old demon Zhuge who has not escaped.
Feng Yongyong couldn't help but feel pain in his balls at the thought. Isn't this old demon Zhuge's desire for control too strong? He would do anything to keep him in his hands!
In the previous life, I was disliked by others, and later I had to serve the female boss. In this life, it is better. Before I even think about it, there are people who can't wait to give me a warm bed. Life...
But thinking about it, I am already sixteen. In two years, my body will almost be able to grow into a "complete body". Of course, if you are in a hurry, it doesn't mean you can't do it now...
Thinking like this, a wretched smile appeared on his face involuntarily. Feng Yong said to Huang Yueying with saliva: "Madam is talking about it. It's just that I really can't think of a suitable candidate. Speaking of which, I also regard Madam as my elder."
Yes, if Madam is willing..."
At this point, my tongue suddenly became knotted, and I could no longer say the following words, "Young man, please listen to your wife's arrangements."
Thinking of Zhang Xiahou who left in a hurry just now, according to the rules of this era, she should at least avoid it if she came in. It felt very strange to sit here so abruptly and listen to the conversation between herself and Huang Yueying. Zhang Xiahou
But it is impossible for a lady who comes from a wealthy family to not understand this bit of common sense.
The Zhang Xiahou family only has two daughters, right? One is the current queen, and the other is little Luoli Zhang Xing.
there is only one truth!
Fortunately, I stopped talking in time and didn't become bald all of a sudden.
I'm already sixteen! I'm barely complete, right?
That little Luoli is only about ten years old. Is it possible that I want my uncle to wait for her for another six or seven years?
Huang Yueying nodded with satisfaction and said, "Are you really willing to listen to my arrangements?"
I didn't say that!
I didn’t say this!
"You treat me as an elder, but I don't treat you as a junior?" Huang Yueying didn't give Feng Yong a chance to speak, and looked at him lovingly, "You kid, you still have a good temper. Don't worry.
Well, if there is a family with a good girl, I will keep an eye on it for you."
Feng Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was not settled on the spot, which meant that there was still room for change. It also meant that Zhang Xiahou was just looking for Xiang Yixiang, his possible future son-in-law, and nothing was decided yet.
"Madam, I went north to Hanzhong for this military ration. Although it can be made by just adding some salt, it is not as good as adding chicken and cheese after all. Now the chicken..."
"Wait, what did you just say?" Huang Yueying suddenly interrupted Feng Yong, "Going north to Hanzhong?" At the same time, her hand touched the rolled up painting, and her eyes fell on the scroll involuntarily.
"Uh, yes, isn't Hanzhong just north of the capital? In fact, if I go to Hanzhong..."
"His Majesty has established a new Hanzhong Ye, but there is no suitable candidate yet. If you don't want to stay in Zhuye Prison and want to go to Hanzhong, why not give Hanzhong Ye a try?"
Huang Yueying interrupted Feng Yong again.
what's the situation?
Feng Yong opened his mouth, but found that he seemed to have nothing to say.
Is this...agreed?
The turning point is a bit big.
"Why? Don't want to?"
"Yes, yes!"
Wearing the tiger skin of the royal family to make trouble, Hanzhong must be walking sideways! When you see a suitable place, you can point to that area and say: "I, the supervisor of Hanzhong Metallurgy, circle it!"
Thinking about this makes me emotional.
If Guan Ji is with you, then say to her affectionately: "I've contracted this land for you."
I'm already sixteen years old!
"Then the boy Zhuangshang..."
Huang Yueying glanced at Feng Yong, and while unrolling the scroll she had just rolled, she said lightly: "You are a small village, and you are afraid that someone will dare to take it away? Is it possible that I have been to Feng Village so many times, and others
Are you blind? Besides, your village and the people in the mansion were rewarded by the late emperor. As long as you don't make mistakes, who dares to move? Give him ten courages!"
Feng Yong was stunned.
Is there such an operation?
Are you telling me that those things you said before were all lies to me?
Looking at Huang Yueying, she had already stood up and started to pick up the pen and scratch it on the painting. It looked like she was writing.
Isn't this painting already destroyed? What else should I inscribe on it? It's really unnecessary.
Feng Yong stretched his neck hard to see clearly what was written on it. Unexpectedly, Huang Yueying noticed his actions, turned around and asked, "Do you have anything else?"
"Oh, I still have a little question."
"explain."
"Then Zhongye Han, should we refer to the old practices of various industry supervisors..."
Before she finished speaking, Huang Yueying suddenly turned her head again, stared at him for a while, and then slowly said: "Zhuye Prison is at the feet of the emperor, but Hanzhongye is far away from the capital. How can the two be confused? Besides,
Okay, Zhuye Supervisor has finally come up with an eight-ox plow, but Han Zhongye wants to help Huangzhuang reclaim wasteland for the royal family, how can you let you do this?"
Before Zhu Yejian came out with the eight-niu plow, I was also messing around.
However, Feng Yong doesn’t have a bad temper. Since he can go to Hanzhong under the guise of the royal family, it is an unexpected surprise. Based on what he just said, it is estimated that Hanzhong Yeli will not be an empty space in name only like Zhu Yejian.
Shell, the royal family must put some people in it.
After Feng Yong left, Zhang Xiahou came out of the courtyard gate. Zhang Xing, who was with her, was nowhere to be seen. She must have gone to play somewhere else.
"What do you think, sister?"
After Zhang Xiahou sat down, Huang Yueying raised her head and asked with a smile.
Zhang Xiahou frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's an indescribable feeling. It seems a little out of character, but sometimes it seems to have a deep meaning, and I can't tell it for a while."
"Hanzhong Metallurgical Engineering Co., Ltd. is newly established, and there are no suitable manpower for a while. The boy claims to have learned the art of farming, and putting him there can be regarded as a man's best use. It's just that he would rather not join the army before, but he is willing to go there.
From this, it can be seen that Zhu Yejian, who was originally good for nothing, must not like to be restrained by others by nature. I hope my sister will explain this to the Queen and the Queen Mother, so that people who go to Hanzhong Ye should not restrict him too much.
"
"Why do you need me to explain again? As you know, I never like to go out. If it weren't for Siniang's matter this time, I wouldn't want to come here."
Huang Yueying picked up the scroll, blew it gently, and said with a smile after hearing the words: "The affairs of the Young Mansion are, after all, royal family affairs. How can I, an outsider, get in the way? Last time I just used Zhu Ye to coax him.
I came in to do things. Anyway, it was just an empty name at the time, but I didn’t expect that it would lead to the situation it is now. Then Han MCC is really going to reclaim wasteland, how can I still not know what is good and what is good?"
"You!" Mr. Zhang Xiahou shook his head helplessly, "Just like your husband-in-law, he is too cautious. Since you have already thought of this, why don't you advise your husband-in-law to get rid of those Zhuye as soon as possible?
Released from prison and returned to the Shaofu?"
Huang Yueying did not answer, but just looked at the painting for a while, and then sighed softly: "The treasury is empty, what can I do?"