Gouzi lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother, plucked his fingers, and whispered: "My son just wanted to talk to his mother about this. Today, the master told us that he wanted to take him with him when he went to Hanzhong.
Some people were going and asked if any of us wanted to go with them. My son thought that if he stayed with his master, he could continue studying, so he wanted to ask his mother if he wanted to go with him. "
"It's good to keep studying!" Gouzi's mother said casually as she picked up the lid of the jar.
"So my mother agreed?"
With a "bang" sound, the lid of the jar hit the jar and fell to the ground, making a sound. Fortunately, the ground was covered with soil, and the lid was only slightly broken by the pottery jar, so it was not broken.
Gouzi's mother didn't pick it up. She turned around hastily and asked, "What did you just say?"
"My child wants to go to Hanzhong with his master's family."
"No!" Gouzi's mother screamed, "Absolutely not!"
After a pause, as if he had made up his mind, he looked around, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Even if we don't plant the Feng family's land, it won't work."
In September in Shu, there was a continuous autumn rain, which also brought a slight chill.
The health of the children in the village seemed to have deteriorated a lot. After just one autumn rain, two of them fell ill and were unable to work in the house. The adults in the family went to the house in person to apologize and kept saying that they
The child is terrible, and he wants to quit his job for fear of missing out on family affairs.
Feng Yong couldn't stand the clumsy performance, so he waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to bring out some food, which was regarded as payment of wages.
As expected, both of them declined, saying that the baby couldn't do much work, and that coming to the house to have a full stomach was already a sign of kindness from the master, so they didn't dare to collect any more food.
"My master shouldn't be so kind to those white-eyed wolves!"
After the two people left, the housekeeper looked at their far backs and cursed fiercely: "I fed them, taught them literacy, and even allowed them to raise chickens at home. At this juncture, they actually did this."
Something like this happened!"
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, don't say anything anymore." Feng Yongyong smiled nonchalantly, "After all, they are his own flesh and blood. By the way, go tell the children in the house that you won't be here in the next few days. Watch these two
I haven’t smiled for a day, so they must be feeling uncomfortable.”
"But what about the work at home?"
"What should I do?" Feng Yong sneered, "They are not the only ones on the farm. They can stop cultivating my land and find other owners. Can those people also do the same? Go and take Amei.
Call me over."
As expected, a slave who is completely attached to his master’s family is a good slave!
"Master, did you call me?"
After Amei was called over, she squatted down and bowed, not daring to look at Feng Yong, and asked meekly.
"How many of your bureaucrats have children over eight years old? Can they speak Chinese?"
"Back to my lord, we are familiar colleagues. We have lived with Han people for many years and we can all speak Chinese."
For a long time, those Liao people have emphasized that they are familiar Liao people to prove that they are not much different from Han people.
"That's good. The house is short of manpower recently. You go and pick out all the children over eight years old and under twelve years old and send them to the house to help Yaomei. Remember, teach them the rules of the house, otherwise
If so, if something goes wrong, the hands and feet of that person will be broken, and the whole family will be driven out of Zhuangzi, you know?"
Amei was stunned and didn't speak.
"What? What's the problem?"
A look of ecstasy finally appeared on Amei's face, and she knelt down and kowtowed violently: "Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord!"
Feng Yong had absolute control over his colleagues. After all, he still held the contracts of those people in his hands.
Even if we don't mention this, the Liao people who were driven out of Zhuangzi will definitely die. Not to mention how many people are willing to take in Liao people, but there are those who are willing to take them in. How dare you take the Liao people who were driven out of Zhuangzi by the previous master?
Do you want it?
The atmosphere in the village became increasingly uncomfortable.
In the past, when farmers met Feng Yong while walking in the village, they would stand on the roadside with a smile and salute and say hello. But these days, when farmers see Feng Yong approaching from a distance, they will quietly hide away. If they can't avoid it, they will bow their heads and salute.
Then he ran away quickly, as if there was a plague on Feng Yong, staying as far away as possible.
Feng Yong didn't care about this, and he was even glad in his heart. If it hadn't been for this, he would have not realized the problems in his village.
I haven't asked your children to follow me, I just asked if anyone is willing to go with me. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?
People's hearts are unpredictable. Feng Yong is not qualified to criticize the banker's choice, but the banker cannot criticize his actions: Unfaithful banker, what am I going to do? Who knows what day he will become a white-eyed wolf?
"Does the master have something on his mind?"
Feng Yongzheng was sitting silently under the willow tree in a daze. An old soldier named Lu with one eye missing came over and asked.
"Oh, it's Uncle Lu, sit down. Is there something wrong?"
Feng Yong glanced at Old Soldier Lu and nodded as a greeting.
"Nothing. I just came here to tell my family that all the guards going to Hanzhong have been selected, and they are all old guys who can still use swords and guns. I wonder what else my family needs from me?"
Old soldier Lu did not dare to get too close to Feng Yong, so he sat down some distance away and said with a smile.
"No more. Just be ready and wait to set off." Feng Yong stretched, looked at Old Man Lu, and pointed at the construction site where a house was being built not far away, "The new house over there will be built in two days.
Can it be built? Otherwise, the family members won’t be able to settle down properly, and they won’t be able to leave without worry.”
"Don't worry, Master, we'll be there in three or four days, so we can't miss anything."
"Huh? Yesterday the housekeeper told me that it could only be three days at most. Why is it still three or four days today?"
Old soldier Lu grinned, and the flesh-red scar on his face began to squirm: "That was yesterday's estimate. Today, we have driven away several old farmers and prevented them from helping."
"Why is this? Why did you start taking action?" Feng Yong asked with concern. It is normal for the old and new dealers to have conflicts, but it is not a trivial matter if it develops to the point of taking action.
"I didn't do anything, I just told them to go away." Old Soldier Lu chuckled, "We are all people who crawled out from the dead. We can survive only because our brothers helped us block the swords and guns." As he said, he pointed.
Pointing to the construction site where they were working in the distance, he said, "Most of those family members were left behind for our dead brothers. We promised to take good care of them."
"It's a good thing." Feng Yong nodded, "I understand, I'm afraid we are closer than real brothers, right?"
"Isn't that right?" Lu Laozu looked excited at being understood. "We are rough people and don't understand any big principles, but we still know the principle of repaying kindness. The master's family has taken in poor people like us.
It is a great kindness to allow us to have enough to eat. This time I heard someone said that the host family wants to have several children to follow them to Hanzhong? If we can't find anyone, we still have a few there. I am a little stupid, not like
Those children from the old farmers are so literate, but they are all obedient and good children, and they work quickly."
Feng Yong felt hot in his heart, but there was no strangeness on his face. He smiled: "Uncle Lu has already said that those children are left behind by your dead brother. It took a lot of effort for you to settle down. How could you bear to let them go?"
Follow me to a place that far away?"
"Just keep one who can inherit the incense, but I don't mean to let them all go." Lu Laozu waved his hand, "You have come from Nanzhong, why are you afraid of going to Hanzhong? Besides, there are a few of us old people.
Do you want to follow me? It’s a good thing to go out with the master and get acquainted with him.”
