Seeing Zhang Xiaosi bargaining with the head of the Feng family, General Guan couldn't help it. She glanced at Zhang Xiaosi with a sharp look:

"Can't you position yourself correctly? Still don't know your identity? Your child's surname is not Zhang, let alone Liu, but Feng."

Zhang Xiaosi wanted to defend himself, but after taking a look at Feng Junhou, he finally sighed:

"If my child's surname wasn't Feng, do you think I would be willing to do such a disgusting thing?"

"Now that the prime minister has passed away, no one can say what changes will happen to the court."

Having said this, she looked at General Guan again.

Speaking of this matter in my heart, didn’t you also come out of the Prime Minister’s Mansion at the beginning?

"I said a few days ago that Alang has a lot of troops and is in charge of half of the Han territory. How many people are watching?"

"The more at this time, the more careful you must be. If I weren't worried..."

Zhang Xiaosi did not finish her words because she had said these words countless times, and she probably felt a little annoyed even herself.

At that moment, he waved his hands impatiently, as if he was sulking.

On the other hand, Feng Junhou, relying on his knowledge of future generations, took advantage of it.

In a happy mood, he opened his mouth and made peace:

"Okay, okay, I know you have good intentions and are reminding me to pay attention to the royal family's bottom line. Don't worry, I know what I know."

Just as Xiao Si said, the Prime Minister is gone.

From now on, there will be no buffer zone between Feng Junhou and the royal family.

Xiaosi, who is sandwiched between the two, is the most difficult to do.

No matter which side you stand on, you will always be said to have a bad butt.

But Feng Junhou can't let the royal family send another person to be the supervisor, right?

If that really happens, Feng Junhou himself will probably be the one who suffers the most.

If it really becomes the standard monarch-subject relationship in history, then I can basically declare that I will start to take care of myself in retirement.

Otherwise, you can’t rebel, right?

After decades of turmoil, the population has dropped by more than half.

Now that there is another rebellion, how many descendants of the Han family will be left in the land of China?

Thinking about it makes me shudder.

The productivity has not reached the standard of qualitative change. Even if the rebellion succeeds regardless of the population, it will still be a different person as the emperor.

Not interesting.

Once I really have the qualifications to become the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, I will probably have my neck buried in the dust.

You can’t just look at it…

It’s really boring…

It is even possible to drag history back into its original trajectory and travel through loneliness?

How can Sannomiya and Liuyuan have a history of training that is so interesting?

Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.

It is impossible to start a rebellion, but you can still plant the seeds.

Maybe you can even secretly add some water to encourage the seeds to grow.

Zhang Xiaosi, who didn't know that Feng Junhou was digging a big hole in history, only said that his Alang understood him.

At that moment, I just felt so relieved that I almost shed tears.

She glanced gratefully at the tall A Lang standing next to her, and felt that all her efforts were worth it.

But Feng Junhou's next words made her hold back her tears again.

"But to repair Zheng Guo Canal, the royal family also has to pay for it. We can't just take the land without work."

"Xinghan will take 30% of the land that is opened. I don't care how the remaining 70% is divided between the royal family and the court. How about that?"

The royal family is the royal family, and the imperial court is the imperial court. The two cannot be confused.

Xinghan will take 30% as the bottom line, otherwise who will do the extra money if there is no benefit?

Now the Xinghan Society is no longer the society that needed to borrow royal skin.

Not only can it produce things on its own, but it also has its own logistics network, eliminating the need to rely on independent societies for external goods.

When any association becomes large, it will have various interests and interests.

This also means that the time for the royal family to just make money has passed. If you want to get involved, you have to show real sincerity.

Zhang Xingyi thought for a moment and nodded:

"I can't make the decision on this matter, but I will convey Alang's wishes to the palace."

"Let's go over there and have a look."

Having decided on this matter, Feng Junhou planned to continue walking forward to take a look.

Although traces of the former officialdom can still be vaguely seen, the waist-high weeds really make people a little hesitant, fearing that a worm might accidentally pop up.

Several personal guards were in the front, sweeping around in the grass with sticks, trying to scare away the grass and scare the snakes.

Feng Junhou walked a long way along the canal.

From time to time I would squat by the ditch, not knowing what I was looking at.

After spending most of the day, he finally said: "That's it."

With little professional knowledge left in his mind, Civil Engineering Dog had a rough idea about repairing the ditch.

"Let's go back."

In five or six years, the cultivated land around Zhengguo Canal, plus Liangzhou and Longyou, could be reclaimed.

The increase in grain production brought about by the Han's emerging farming technology was enough to support the Han's army to march out of Tongguan, Taihang Mountains and Wuguan.

As for the food in Shu, just keep it and dump it on Wu.

Add the current emerging technologies and economic changes in Dahan, and once the national power forms a snowball effect, it will grow exponentially, rather than being a simple linear addition.

No one present could understand the scene of the Qing Dynasty being beaten by various countries, big and small, better than Feng Junhou.

So he is going to truly start the great era of coal and iron.

It's just that people of this era don't know anything about it.

Not to mention others, even people within the Xinghan Association felt a little incredible when they heard that their brother had made this decision for the Xinghan Association:

"Exchange the land in Guanzhong for the land in the north?!":.

"No, brother, you weren't... deceived by someone, were you?"

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Hui's leader had accumulated prestige for a long time and had been leading the Xinghan Hui on the right path over the years.

Xu Xun almost said that he was deceived by sex.

He saw his elder brother leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he leaned over and asked quietly:

"President, please tell me the truth about this matter, is it..."

He said, pointing to the guide.

"Is it something?"

Feng Junhou didn't open his eyes, he just asked.

We agreed that we would only be away for two days, but I didn't expect that I would be away for more than half a month.

Of course, running outside is better than staying at home.

It was exposed to wind and sun, and I couldn't eat well. I ran around every day doing field investigations.

Even though I had a grasp of the public sentiment on the front line, I was still very tired.

Unfortunately, I still can't feel at peace when I return to my house.

She has to deal with six children during the day and four mothers at night.

What a bitter life!

With great difficulty, Feng Junhou was able to have a moment of peace while the child was taking a nap.

"Brother, are you in the palace?"

Xu Xun looked around and saw that no one was coming to disturb him at this time, so he asked quietly.

"Is this what the palace wants? Does it want us brothers to provide money and food?"

If this is the case, then the palace's appetite is too much.

It's easy to talk about anything during a war.
To be continued...