In the specially renovated large heating pavilion in the backyard of the Governor's Mansion, the refined smokeless charcoal in the fireplace burned brightly.
There is a small stove in the corner, and the kettle on top is steaming.
On the side of the stove, there is a copper pipe that guides the smoke outside.
Amei occupied a corner and was sitting at the table studying seriously.
Li Mu was lying on another table calculating the accounts to see how much wool and fur had been collected this year.
From time to time, he would come up to Amei with a notebook in hand and ask something softly.
After all, Calculator Ji's brain is so good that many numbers can be answered directly from her.
As the chief secretary of the governor's office, Zhang Xiaosi is usually the busiest, but now he is the most leisurely.
His feet were placed on a low stool, and a low table was specially placed next to it, with a pile of dried fruits on it for easy access.
He was holding a copy of "Sauvignon Blanc" that was kept secret in the boudoir and was reading it with gusto.
As for General Guan, the main roommate of the Feng Mansion, he was holding the child and rocking it gently, as if he was coaxing the child to sleep.
Everything is quiet and cozy.
Liangzhou has entered the cat winter season. As long as there are no emergencies, it is probably the most leisurely time of the year.
As soon as the father, daughter and son, who had changed into clean clothes, came in, they caused some commotion.
Amei and Li Mu quickly put down what they were doing, one wanted to get the kettle and the other wanted to get the water glass.
"No, no, no, I'll do it myself, you can do your business."
Governor Feng quickly stopped them.
Do your best to do what you can do yourself.
This is the family motto of the Feng family.
Especially in this era where scholars travel to the far corners of the world with their swords.
Governor Feng did not want to raise a group of unfilial descendants who were not diligent in their limbs, did not distinguish between grains, and did not even understand the most basic common sense of life.
She drank some hot milk tea for the child to warm up, and then came forward to look at the third child in Guan Ji's arms.
This child is a sensible person. His birth was smooth and he did not bother his mother, so he named him Ashun as his nickname and Feng Yong as his elder name.
Originally he wanted to call him Feng Liang, but his mother didn't agree because she didn't like it.
Liangzhou used to belong to ancient Yongzhou, so it was simply called Feng Yong.
While drinking milk tea, Guan Ji went into the inner room to put Ah Shun away, then came out and started teaching a pair of children how to read.
The entire Danuan Pavilion looks more like a classroom.
There are students who are studying hard and doing their homework, there are also students who need after-school tutoring from teachers, and there are even bad students who read extracurricular books.
I’m talking about you, Zhang Xiaosi!
Governor Feng sat on the other side of the low table, reached for a pickled apricot and threw it into his mouth.
"Is everything okay at home today?"
Zhang Xingyi disliked Governor Feng for interrupting her reading and rolled her eyes at him: "What can happen? I have been preparing for winter all this year."
"This is the first winter snow, and it's not a heavy snow. Are all the officials in the counties dead?"
Liangzhou this year is much better than last year.
Coupled with the scholars selected from the examination, after this year of tempering, they should have an almost complete understanding of the underlying situation in Liangzhou.
Counties are still short of manpower, but at least they won't be as busy as last year.
"You still have to be careful, just in case..."
Governor Feng was looking for something to say when he saw the door of Nuange was pushed open again, and a man ran in in a hurry.
Taking a closer look, it was Young Master Hua.
Hua Wan rushed to Amei: "Ashima, I have a question to ask you."
Amei put down the book in a good temper: "What's the matter?"
"Which weighs more, a pound of water or a pound of snow?"
"Of course they weigh the same."
"Why?"
"Because they all weigh one pound."
"Ah..." Hua Wan finally realized, "That's what happened!"
Then she finally determined one thing and glared at Governor Feng: "So when we are outside, who do you think is a fool?"
Governor Feng spat out the apricot kernel with a pop. The reflex arc was long enough!
He couldn't help laughing.
But at this moment, a childish voice sounded:
"Aunt Hua, adults say you are a fool and don't let us play with you."
It turned out that Shuangshuang, who did not want to be literate, saw that the opportunity was rare and quickly took the opportunity to be lazy.
This fire was done well, and Hua Wan was so angry that she rushed over to fight Feng Jishi.
Seeing that the good learning environment was about to be completely destroyed, Mrs. Guan was furious, slapped the table and reprimanded:
"We are going to make a fuss! How old are we? We don't know how to teach our children well!"
Maybe it was because the tiger was so powerful that even Ah Shun in the room was awakened and began to cry loudly inside.
It's really a mess now.
Guan Ji gave the two culprits a hard look, then turned around and went into the inner room to comfort the children.
Zhang Xiaosi was nestled in the soft sofa, smiling happily.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you study quickly? Otherwise, when your grandma comes out later and sees that you are not concentrating on reading, she will slap you on the palm of your hand."
Governor Feng didn't dare to do anything to Zhang Xiaosi, and he couldn't fight with Young Master Hua. Amei and Li Mu sat obediently in the corner and didn't cause trouble.
Governor Feng looked around and had no choice but to threaten his young children.
Then Zhang Xiaosi smiled even more wildly.
At this time, someone shouted loudly at the door:
"Ms. Zhang, there is urgent news!"
There was even a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Secretary Zhang, who had no image at all, was excited and quickly stuffed the book under his butt. At the same time, he sat up straight and said, "Come in."
When the little secretary from the secretariat came in and saw what was going on inside, he quickly saluted Governor Feng again: "I have seen the prince."
"No need to be polite, what kind of urgent report is this?"
"Go back to the lord, someone from the palace sent you here."
According to the rules, when the monarch is present, you should show it to the monarch first.
But the urgent report from the palace was the only exception.
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he quickly stood up and took the secret letter from his little secretary.
When she saw the red paint mark on the envelope, her face changed slightly.
After signaling the little secretary to go down, Zhang Xingyi walked to a corner, carefully opened the envelope, took out the letter paper and read it.
The urgent report from the palace that can be submitted directly to the Secretariat must also be known to Feng Mingwen, so there is no need to avoid it.
When she finished reading it, her face became extremely ugly.
Seeing her looking at him, Feng Yong understood and walked over to take the letter from her hand.
When he saw "the Prime Minister vomited blood and could not eat or drink", his hands trembled uncontrollably!
I saw that Feng Yong's eyes were empty and unfocused, staring straight ahead in a daze.
Zhang Xingyi, who was already a little upset, could not control his emotions:
"what's on your mind?"
"I'm calculating..."
"What kind of?"
Calculate how long Old Demon Zhuge can live in the original history.
If I remember correctly, it should be at least a little more than a year away.
Besides, the big man is in a good situation now. Even if his body is not better than it was in the past, at least it shouldn't collapse faster.
Thinking of this, Feng Yong said decisively: "I need to go back to Hanzhong!"
Obviously, it is very likely that something will go beyond your expectations.