The longer the drought lasts, the more food needs to be subsidized. How can he not be depressed?

"Brother!"

When Li Yi saw Feng Yong, he called out from a distance.

Only then did Feng Yong realize that Li Yi was walking quickly. The gloomy look on his face faded a little, and he forced out a smile, "Wenxuan, you are finally here!"

It is a joy to see brothers reunited.

Unfortunately, the current drought has diluted this joy.

Feng Yong took Li Yi to the foot of a tree on the bank of the Wei River, where there were kettles and bowls, as well as two or three matzas.

"sit."

Feng Yong pointed at Mazar and sat down first. There is no need to be polite between brothers.

Then he poured some water and handed it to Li Yi.

Li Yi took it and didn't drink it in a hurry. He looked at Feng Yong, who was wearing tight clothes and short sleeves, straw sandals on his feet, and some mud on his legs. If he ignored the fabric of his clothes, he looked a bit Guizhou-style.

Immediately he sighed, "Brother, it's really hard work for the people!"

Feng Yong waved his hand, "In front of outsiders, it can be said that I am doing this for the people, but in front of you, there is no need to be polite. I am just doing it to facilitate my actions."

The clothes on her body look simple, but in fact, the fabrics of these clothes are not affordable for ordinary people.

Those who dare to use this kind of fabric to make this kind of clothing, even wealthy people would not dare to waste it like this.

"I got news a few days ago that you were coming over. I have been looking forward to it day and night, hoping that you would bring me good news. Tell me, how are the food preparations going?"

"Brother, don't worry. When my brother gives the order, why don't brothers go all out?" Li Yi smiled slightly and said, "Nanxiang has made preparations, and the food will be shipped in two days."

"As for Jincheng and Yuexun, they are already on the way. The amount of food that my brother has set will only be more, not less."

After hearing this, Feng Yong let out a long breath and said, "That's good. When you go back, tell your brothers a message, saying that as long as you survive this period of time, you will be rewarded."

"Even if the elder brother didn't tell me, how could the brothers be slacking off?" Li Yi's eyes flashed brightly, and he came over and whispered, "When I heard that my elder brother was appointed as the captain of the Qiang Guard, the brothers were going crazy, and they wished everyone could

Personally deliver food to Longyou."

"Now, among the brothers in the club, which one is not constantly having banquets? I heard that Yipinlou was reserved for three days in a row. Not to mention Madam Mu's place, I heard that the threshold was kicked down and she was so angry that she closed the door to thank guests on the spot.

"

Feng Yong could imagine the crazy situation at that time, "Are these families involved in the wool spinning workshop? Didn't anyone take the opportunity to raise food prices?"

"Of course there is." When Li Yiyi talked about this, his eyes were so bright that they almost glowed, "Brother, should we..."

As he spoke, he wiped his neck with his hand.

"Forget it, let them go this time. You go back and tell Li Mu that this time, just prepare enough food. Don't cut anymore. Let them take a break first."

Feng Yong opened the bowl covered with cloth, carefully poured a bowl of water, and drank it.

"Cut?" Li Yi couldn't understand what Feng Yong said.

"Cut the leeks!" Feng Yong put down the bowl, with one hand on top and one hand on the bottom, making a virtual grasping gesture, and then gestured, "Have you ever cut leeks? Just cut like this with a knife, and you can cut off a big piece.

Bundle."

"No matter how hard you cut it, it doesn't matter. As long as its roots are still there, it will grow again in a short time. We have cut it several times now. We will water it this time and cut it again when it is useful."

Li Yi looked at Feng Yong's extremely natural expression and suddenly shuddered. Brother... he regarded those people in Shu as leeks planted in his own garden!

Then he thought of those people who hung themselves from rivers and city walls, and for some reason, he felt excited with a hint of fear.

Among the aristocratic families in Sichuan, the ones with the furthest roots have been together for hundreds of years, right?

To be able to be manipulated so easily by my brother without even realizing it. The knowledge of my brother's sect is truly unpredictable.

Thinking that he could personally participate in such a grand layout, even the noble families in the eyes of the world were only under his own gaze.

Li Yi's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He felt that he could finally get a glimpse of the perspective of the master of the mountain gate on the world.

Sure enough, it's like looking at ants.

Speaking of ants, as a dignified Han Dynasty veteran, Liu Liang should be nothing more than an ant in the eyes of his brother, right?

"Oh, by the way, brother, there is one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Liu Yan wants to find a way for his son."

"Liu Yan?" Feng Yong thought for a while, "His son is called Liu Liang, right? I remember, isn't he helping His Majesty?"

In fact, Feng Yong and Liu Liang didn't have many interactions, but because of Zhang Xingyi, these few interactions were impressive.

With the benefits of Han MCC, the palace took advantage of the momentum the year before last and opened MCC South.

Later, the dignitaries were trying to persuade Liu Liang that MCC South was really good and I suggest you go there and have a look.

So Liu Liang was moved to tears, and under the earnest urging of everyone, he packed up his packages and went to take office.

Feng Yong swore that this matter really had nothing to do with him. At that time, he was still singing "Tears Behind Bars" in prison.

"Exactly. I heard that after Liu Liang went to Nanzhong, he almost died there. With the great victory of the Northern Expedition, there were many vacancies in Longyou, so Liu Yan wanted to find a way for his son to come to Longyou. .”

Everyone in the Xinghan Hui knew that Feng Yong and Liu Liang were not at odds with each other. Li Yi definitely did not bring up this matter to make Feng Yong happy.

Feng Yong also knew that Li Yi was not so blank. He frowned slightly and looked at Li Yi with questioning eyes.

Sure enough, Li Yi lowered his voice and said, "The Prime Minister specifically asked me to accompany Liu Yan to Longyou."

Prime Minister?

Feng Yong was stunned. Is the prime minister already in the mood to meddle in such nosy matters?

Feng Yong touched his chin, it was wrong. How could there be such a small thing that Old Demon Zhuge could pay personal attention to?

Feng Yong thinks that he has no hope of reaching the state of "knowing how many gods are there" in the "Book of Changes" in this life, but he still knows the sentence "The husband's style is born in the earth and begins at the end of the green apple" .
Chapter completed!