"I once heard that after Lü Dai of the Wu State pacified Jiaozhou, he sent people to the south many times, such as Funan, Linyi, Tangming and other small countries in the south. They sent envoys to pay tribute."

"If Alang really wants rice seeds in Linyi, wouldn't it be more convenient to go through Wu State?"

At this time, the Indochina Peninsula was not the gathering place of primitive tribes as people imagined.

Let’s not talk about whether the small countries that sent envoys to pay tribute to Wu are weak or not.

Just knowing how to pay tribute is enough to show that they have at least entered the age of monarchs and ministers.

"This matter must not go through Wu State!"

Feng Yong said decisively.

Now it was finally possible to trick the State of Wu into planting sugar cane in the south of Jingzhou.

Even if Lu Xun could see something fishy in this, could he still stop the military leaders of Wu's aristocratic families and independent branches from voluntarily giving up the huge profits from brown sugar?

If the Champa rice has not come out, it is okay to say, but if it does come out, if you ask for seeds through Wu Guo, you will be asking for trouble for yourself.

However, Feng Yong and Guan Ji have slept on the same couch for so many years, so he naturally knows what she is worried about.

Let’s not talk about the bad relationship between Guan Ji and Hua Wan. It is related to the secret of Hua Wan’s family business. No matter which outsider comes here, it is a taboo matter.

"If Alang really wants to know, then I'll try to ask."

After all, Guan Ji still loved her Alang. When she heard what he said, she just agreed and suddenly remembered something:

"I'm really confused. A Lang should ask Amei about this matter!"

Feng Yong was stunned: "How come it's related to Amei?"

Guan Ji was about to answer when suddenly there was a faint sound of crying outside.

"It's Shuangshuang and Ah Chong who are crying!"

Guan Ji sat up suddenly, began to fumble for her bed and lit the lamp, and said in an anxious tone:

"It's been hot these past few days, and Shuangshuang and Ah Chong haven't been able to sleep well."

After saying that, after the lights came on, Guan Ji turned around and said with some remorse:

"I was originally thinking that after my hair was dry, I would go over to put the child to sleep, but I didn't expect to be aroused by Alang, but I forgot about it all of a sudden."

As she spoke, she picked up the clothes scattered in the corner of the couch, hurriedly put them on, then turned around and kissed Feng Yong:

"I may sleep with the child tonight, and Alang doesn't have to wait for me. Regarding the flower garland, Alang is right to go find Amei!"

After saying the last sentence, she didn't explain much, just put on her slippers and rushed to see the child, leaving Alang alone to guard the empty bed.

Feng Yong lay on the couch with his back stretched out and sighed: "You are really at the bottom of the family..."

It's okay to leave, just so that one can quietly think about what I just said.

Why did Xijun let himself go to Amei about the flower garland?

Feng Yonggang muttered for a moment, then he suddenly realized and patted his thigh:

"Ouch! How could I have forgotten this? It's really dark under the lamp!"

As he spoke, he suddenly sat up and started looking for clothes to put on.

I remember that when we were in Jincheng, the relationship between Huawan and Amei was still very good.

The flower girl also used Amei's relationship to come to Fengzhuang every day to eat and drink.

The incident at the Yuexi Ranch behind them caused quite a stir.

For the sake of insurance, Huawan initially asked Ah Mei to invest in the stock, and then she had the courage to go to King Feng Gui and expressed that she wanted to follow suit and set up a private horse farm.

At that time, it was a critical period to win over and divide the aristocratic families in central Shu. For the sake of long-term interests, some wealthy families had no choice but to eat the shit that King Feng Gui put in their mouths and provide money and food to support the two barbarian girls to open a horse farm.

It was originally a small stall owned by two little girls. After being run by King Feng Gui, it finally became a listed company.

At this time, the more Feng Yong thought about it, the clearer his thoughts became, and the more doubtful he became:

"There won't be anyone from a noble family in Shuzhong participating in this cavalry team, right?"

Hundreds of years ago, people in Shu could sell their goods to death. As natives of Shu, it would be unreasonable for those aristocratic families to say that they had no way to sell their goods to the south.

It's hard to say that that little wild girl Huawan was simply taken advantage of by those cunning and cunning families.

With the help of her connections, those aristocratic families gave the cavalry team the name Amei, the concubine of the Ghost King. Who in Nanzhong would dare to stop them?

Of course, it is also possible that the wealthy people who have invested in the racecourse believe that the flower garland is supported by King Feng Gui...

All kinds of information asymmetry lead to what it is now.

When Feng Yong thought of this, he turned over and got down on the spot. He happily left the main courtyard and walked quickly to Amei's small courtyard next to it.

It’s true that Amei, this girl, is usually so quiet that people neglect her relationship with Nanzhong.

I'm afraid she doesn't even know now that someone is using her name to cause trouble in Nanzhong.

These aristocratic families are indeed centipede insects, dead but not stiff!

As long as there is a little chance, you can seize it tightly.

Thinking about it all the way, I turned a corner and entered Amei's small courtyard, but saw that the lights in the main house were still on.

He waved his hand to stop the female guard on duty from informing Amei. Feng Yong pushed the door open and saw Amei lying on the table, holding a pen and writing something unknown.

"What are you busy with? Still not sleeping?"

Amei heard the sound of the door opening and just raised her head, only to find Feng Yong coming in. She stood up in shock and joy:

"Why did the man come here at this hour?"

"I can't sleep, so I came over to see you."

Feng Yong turned around and closed the door, then impatiently came over and picked up Amei and threw her on the couch.

"Male gentleman..."

"Don't say anything, you, I'm happy tonight!"

If his conjecture comes true, then the big man can control the progress of Nanzhong and speed up the progress again.

I'm not afraid of the aristocratic family playing tricks, but I'm afraid they'll just lie there and pretend to be dead!

To the south?

Great to go south!

"Huawan, have you always been in contact with me?"

"Um……"

"Do you know her specific situation?"

"I...well, I don't know...I only know that she, she was..."

"how?"

"Every three months, someone is sent to deliver a sum of money. I thought it was troublesome, so I sent her directly to the village in Jincheng...oh..."

Sure enough.

Amei's dividends were withheld from Jincheng Zhuangzi, and now the housekeeper Uncle Zhao is taking care of Jincheng Zhuangzi.

For matters that Uncle Zhao couldn't handle, he always sent someone to ask Mistress Feng for instructions.

As for Feng Junhou, he is a person who does big things. How can it be his turn to deal with such trivial matters in the house?

So in Huawan’s horse team, Amei is also a shareholder.

Amei is a shareholder, what is the difference between that and being a shareholder myself?
Chapter completed!