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Chapter 0343 Spring(2/2)

Zhao Guang said quickly.

Seeing Huang Yueying's eyes falling on him, Wang Xun said quickly, "Back to Madam, it's true. My brother also said that you can try to train troops with the troops I have in hand."

Wang Xun's credibility is obviously stronger than that of Zhao Guang, Huang Yueying is convinced now.

But hearing what Wang Xun said again, Huang Yueying suddenly felt like she was thinking. It seemed that the boy had guessed Alang's intention to conquer the south. Otherwise, why would he let them try to train troops?

"That's fine."

Huang Yueying nodded.

Zhao Guang felt happy, thinking that he had escaped this time after all.

"But since I'm here today, I might as well go out and practice some practice to avoid getting rusty."

Huang Yueying added lightly.

Zhao Guang's face turned green on the spot.

In January of the third year of Jianxing's reign, at the first imperial meeting, Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, came forward and said that the rebellion in the south had not been quelled for a long time, so it was time to send a large army south to quell the rebellion to show the power of the Han Dynasty.

As soon as this proposal came out, the Han people were in an uproar.

Some people raised objections, saying that Nanzhong was a barren land and that large-scale military expeditions was a waste of people and money and should not be abandoned.

The Prime Minister reprimanded him in court and said that the Han culture was about to flourish and that it was necessary to use military strategies to support it. Moreover, Zagotel's new uniform was a sign that the Han Dynasty would regain its majesty.

The latter retreated in shame.

Your Majesty followed the words of the Prime Minister and ordered the world to choose a day to march south.

Hanzhong Nanxiang.

After the beginning of spring, the weather is still cold, but I can already feel the slightly warm atmosphere in the air.

"Brother, brother, the message of the Southern Expedition has come down!"

Feng Yongzheng stood on the ground, watching the servants planting vegetables under the leadership of the second mother of the Xu family.

At this time, Li Qiu's shouts could be heard in the distance, and he was seen running towards him without caring about his manners, holding an official document in his hand, followed by Huang Chong.

"Oh, is it finally here?"

Feng Yong took the document from Li Qiu's hand and glanced at it. He could understand the words, but he still didn't understand the meaning of the classical Chinese text on it. He pretended to hum twice and returned the official document to Li Qiu.

"Has the date for the Southern Expedition been set?"

"Not yet, I just said that all counties should fully cooperate with the southern expedition."

As soon as Li Qiu finished speaking, he heard Li Yi's voice again, "Brother, brother, there is an official document from Jincheng."

Looking up, he saw Li Yi holding an official document in his hand, just like Li Qiu before, walking towards him in a hurry, followed by the same person, it was Yang Wanwan.

"It's still the front and rear feet."

Feng Yong laughed and refused to accept Li Yi's official document. It was difficult to read anyway, so he might as well ask Li Yi to tell him.

"What does it say?"

"The Prime Minister is preparing to march south personally," Li Yi breathed out, with horror in his eyes and a hint of awe at the same time.

He recalled what his brother had said at the beginning. It turned out that it was not a slip of the tongue, but that he had guessed at that time that the prime minister was going to personally lead the troops south.

"Also, the Prime Minister has come and asked my brother to return to Jincheng on a certain day."

"I got it." Feng Yong nodded, turned around, looked at the ground, and shouted, "What are you looking at? Continue planting vegetables. The second mother of the Xu family, and the boy of the Li family, you two come over."

"This vegetable field supports the textile workshop and pasture, so we can't be careless. Last year, we could hardly provide for just one workshop. This year, there is an extra pasture. If there is another problem, I will blame you.

ask."

After Feng Yong spoke, he gave Li Tong a stern look.

If it weren't for the fact that those slaves were easy to fool, as long as they were kept from starving, then everything would be fine. Last year, something went wrong out of nowhere.

The reason was very simple. Whether the boy from the Li family didn't know about the fields or didn't care about it, the vegetables he grew couldn't be supplied in time. Feng Yong finally had to increase the supply of food and suppress the matter for the time being.

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Later, there was another settlement of accounts in the autumn, and the woolen cloth of the sixth room of the Li family was cut off for two months.

Because of this incident, Li Mu carried Li Tong to Feng Yong and slapped Li Tong more than a dozen times in front of him, turning him into a pig's head.

If Feng Yong hadn't spoken, Li Mu would have slapped Li Tong unconscious on the spot.

This woman is really ruthless.

Later, a message came from the sixth room of the Li family, saying that they wanted Li Tong to return to Jincheng to receive the family law.

When Li Tong heard this, his face turned ashen on the spot.

Although he is the legitimate son, the sixth brother of the Li family is begging for Feng Yong now. Compared with the other family, the legitimate son is far from enough. As long as Feng Yong is cruel enough and gives the slightest hint, the family will beat him to death.

That is also possible.

Fortunately, Li Mu was his compatriot sister, so she begged Feng Yong, and Li Tong escaped.

After that incident, Li Tong lost the courage to compete with Feng Yong.

At this time, after hearing Feng Yong's words, he trembled slightly and lowered his head.

"I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Feng Yong refused to let him go.

"heard it."

Li Tong bit his lip and drew blood, but he could only respond in a low voice.

"Second mother of the Xu family, if he doesn't understand, you teach him. If he does something wrong, just tell Manager Li and she will take care of it."

Feng Yong looked at Xu Erniang again, "I've given you the opportunity. I hope you will be as good at farming as the Xu family said."

The second mother-in-law of the Xu family was blessed, "I understand."

Although it could be seen that she was a little afraid of Feng Yong, there was no panic on her face, and she seemed to be somewhat confident.

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction and said to Yang Wanwan, "Wei Ran, go and inform Huo Jianling and tell him to go to the meeting hall and tell him that I have something to discuss."

Since the dividend was paid out in October, Huo Yi finally understood that even if he farmed the land for another ten years, he would probably not be able to compare with the output of the workshop and pasture in one year.

So he took advantage of the opportunity when the ranch was moved from Nanzheng to Nanxiang and moved Zhu Yejian over. He couldn't take care of the workshop, but he couldn't lose the ranch.

He was the one who looked after the ranch when he was in Nanzheng. If he didn't come with him at this time, wouldn't he be giving up the ranch? With such great credit, he would give it up at his request. What else would he be like if he wasn't a fool?

Whoever wants to give His Majesty the credit of planting 80,000 acres of land can do it. Anyway, he has to focus on the pasture and workshop first.
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