Feng Dasima glanced at Hua Xiaowu. If he hadn't often heard her bragging to the children, he would have liked to call the people over there wild monkeys and had bad habits.

He really thought she was talking about real wild monkeys.

"Only hanging leaves and animal skins," Hua Xiaowu gestured and said confidently, "You don't even have any serious clothes. What is it if it's not a wild monkey?"

Feng Da Sima asked: "What then?"

"Then?" Hua Xiaowu was stunned and said nothing.

Feng Dasima narrowed his eyes.

Hua Xiaowu lowered his head, clasped his fingers, and whispered:

"Those wild monkeys were very savage. When they saw my people, they screamed and wanted to kill them, so my people had no choice but to resist..."

Feng Dasima almost laughed out of anger.

Your people are armed with standard military weapons and are forced to fight against a group of wild monkeys?

Fortunately, the journey is far away and there is no way to send it back. Otherwise, the sugar cane plantation in Nanzhong will probably need an extra batch of laborers.

Feng Da Sima looked thoughtful.

Of course I'm not thinking about the outcome of that tribe of wild monkeys.

A tribe of wild monkeys further south than Nanzhong cannot make even the slightest waves in the heart of the chairman of the world's largest labor company.

"You mean, I can have someone pretend to be a member of that tribe, go to pay tribute again, and take the opportunity to send things up?"

Feng Da Sima's eyes lit up and he looked at Hua Xiaowu with admiration: "What a wonderful idea!"

Unexpectedly, a barbarian girl's brain might one day work well.

Oh, I said it wrong.

Barbarian girls have always had a good mind.

After all, Amei’s mother is also a barbarian.

Hua Xiaowu next to him was dumbfounded for a moment, and made a few more noises.

Feng Dashima was a little confused: "Any more questions?"

"Isn't it too simple?" Hua Xiaowu said unwillingly, "Shouldn't Alang make more preparations?"

"How much more preparations should I make?"

Feng Da Sima glanced at Hua Xiaowu strangely.

Weird!

Why is this little girl so smart today?

My heart was so gurgling, but my mouth said:

"Of course we should make more preparations. There will definitely not be only one tribe that goes to pay tribute..."

"That's right!" Hua Xiaowu immediately became excited again, raised his hand and said, "I know there are several other tribes, it's very suitable!"

Hua Xiaowu's somewhat abnormal attitude finally caught the attention of King Feng Gui.

In other words, Feng Ghost King may naturally have a passive suppression aura against the barbarians.

"Would you like me to send some people over to help you?"

"want!"

Hua Xiaowu spoke quickly for a moment, and then saw the playful look in King Feng Gui's eyes:

"Are those tribes very unfriendly to your people?"

Baby, do you want to play tricks in front of me?

From south to north, from Yi people to Di people, to Qiang people, to Xianbei people, to Huns, and even Dingling people...

The tribes and tribes I have dealt with range from a thousand to hundreds.

How many vendettas were there between the various tribes of the Hu people and the Yi people? There were countless people who wanted to use the help of King Feng Gui or the Xing Hanhui to get rid of their enemies.

If King Feng Gui can't even see through this, what's the point of foresight?

Unexpectedly, after Hua Xiaowu was seen through by Feng Guiwang, his face only warmed up slightly, he puffed up his chest and said confidently:

"There are people behind them supporting them. If you don't help me, who will I help? After all, it's your son's property over there!"

Anyway, I have been manipulated by King Feng Gui for so many years. If he sees through it one more time, it is not a big deal.

"Is it the Wu people?" Feng Dasima finally had a slight surprise, "Your people are having fun over there, and they have all gone to the Wu people's sphere of influence?"

The most civilized places in Indochina are Jiuzhen County and Rinan County.

But these two places are within the sphere of influence of Wu State.

Hua Xiaowu's people actually took on the tribes supported by the Wu people, which shows that at least they are already on the periphery of the Wu people's sphere of influence.

After being exposed by Ghost King Feng, Hua Xiaowu finally felt guilty, his eyes flickered, and he did not dare to look at Feng.

"It doesn't count as a conflict with the Wu people. It's just that a few of their tribes are not willing to trade with my people because of their connections with the Wu people. They are always blocking it."

At this point, Hua Xiaowu raised her voice, "I'm so angry, I can't swallow this breath!"

Over the years, Hua Xiaowu has used Feng Guiwang's ghost skin to run rampant in the south, and even the Xinghan Society has given her some bad treatment.

She is used to going smoothly, but a few barbarian tribes dare not give her face. How can she swallow this sigh of relief?

Now that King Feng Gui has taken the initiative to bring up the matter in the south, why shouldn't she take the opportunity to add some private goods?

When King Feng Gui saw her like this, he couldn't help laughing and said casually:

"How angry are you? If you can't swallow it, don't. Just let them breathe."

When Hua Xiaowu heard this, his eyes lit up and he came over:

"Alang agreed?"

"Since we are going to do things there, it would not be a bad idea to test the attitude of the Wu people there."

As the power of the Hua Xiao Wu Cavalry continues to expand in the south, sooner or later, it will collide with the local forces pro-Wu people.

What the Wu people's attitude is towards this is indeed a matter worth exploring.

"Alang is so nice!"

Hua Xiaowu yelled, rushed over, sat in Feng Da Sima's arms, hugged his neck, and nibbled randomly a few times.

It is almost late autumn, the weather is indeed cool, but the weather in autumn is relatively dry.

Dry weather makes it easy to get angry...

Autumn, it seems like something worthy of careful discussion?

Hua Xiaowu's soft moans reached his ears, and Feng Dasima finally realized, Hey, what is my hand holding?

"Ahem!"

There was a cough at the door:

"What are you doing? It's daytime!"

"You don't even close the door. Aren't you afraid that the children will see you?"

General Guan Da walked in the door and when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately glanced at his wife.

Sitting in the arms of another man in front of me?

What about women’s ways?

What about decency?

And me?

PS:

The prerequisite for sealing of steam engines is the sealing of artillery shells; rubber needs to be vulcanized, and the prerequisite is to refine sulfur.

In fact, these idiots have been working on the foundation for decades.

Coke is made in Nanxiang, sulfur is made in Liangzhou, and Jiuding is cast in Pingcheng. These are all the preparations.

The rubber is not made for the sealing of the steam engine, but for supporting the steam engine.

These industrial and chemical things are briefly mentioned in the book, or even mentioned in passing, rather than explained in detail.

After all, it is a historical novel, not a chemical manual.

It would be good for everyone to take a look at some of these things, because the author is not a chemical major.

Sometimes I want to write down the process in detail, but when I look up the information, my scalp goes numb.
Chapter completed!