novelAbuy Chapter 1360: Probing and Layout
Chapter 1360: Probing and Layout
Chapter 1360: Probing and Layout
They went up to the second floor and entered the private room. Hu Ji, who had been waiting behind the door, knelt down and helped the three men take off their boots.
The private room was covered with thick velvet carpets. When you stepped on them barefoot, the velvet barely reached your ankles, making you feel so comfortable that you almost moan.
Half sitting and half lying in the wide booth, Du Yu looked at the extremely luxurious decorations around him and couldn't help but sigh:
"I never thought that the Hu people could be so thoughtful and that a tavern could be arranged in this way."
Yang Hu was actually entering here for the first time as well, and nodded in agreement:
"It's really unexpected."
As he said this, he subconsciously glanced at the Second Master Feng.
But Master Feng II also looked around, his expression was normal, and he even seemed to understand something.
To put it bluntly, the things hanging here, especially the fabric decorations, look like they are from foreign lands.
But in Feng Erlang's opinion, maybe it was designed by people under Aunt Li.
Otherwise, who would have the time to bring these cloths and fabrics from the Western Regions to Chang'an?
In Chang'an, as long as you can afford the price, any style and any fabric can be made for you.
Instead, it was the fine wine that Hu Ji poured into the glass that made Feng Erlang more interested.
The wine is like melted amber, the golden liquid flows in the cup, sparkling with warm and attractive light.
Take a sip, the wine unfolds in the mouth, as if delicate silk slides across the tip of the tongue, the taste is like the fruit of late autumn, full and ripe, with a hint of sweetness and a light fruity aroma.
"Huh? This wine..."
Feng Erlang shook his head, smacked his lips, and then looked at Du Yu: "Yuan Kai, try it."
Upon hearing this, Du Yu also picked up the cup and took a sip, then his face showed surprise again:
"Is this a fruit wine? No wonder they poured the wine before the food was even served. It turns out to be fruit wine."
Among the wealthy families in Chang'an, a kind of wine called fruit wine was popular.
Fruit wine tastes lighter than ordinary wine, but has more fruity aroma and sweetness, and has a great taste. It is very suitable for women to drink, so it is very popular among female relatives.
Even people like Mrs. Zhang, who don't like drinking, often drink this kind of wine at banquets.
Upon hearing this, Yang Hu also picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a slight sigh:
"I didn't expect that this barbarian-run tavern would have such wine. It seems the owner is not a simple person."
In the past, maltose wine was very precious, so precious that some people would be appointed as the governor of Liangzhou just by leaving "a hectoliter of maltose wine".
This Rang is the famous eunuch Zhang Rang.
In other words, someone bribed the eunuch Zhang Rang with a hu of rambutan wine and got the position of Governor of Liangzhou.
Perhaps it is karma that Liangzhou of the Han Dynasty can now produce rambutan wine.
Although it is still expensive, you can still buy it on the market as long as you are willing to spend money.
But the fruit wine popular among rich people is more precious than rambutan wine. If you don’t have connections, you can’t even buy it.
That's why Yang Hu said that the owner of Hu Si was not a simple person.
Hearing this, Feng Erlang seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at the luxurious decoration around him, as if thinking about something.
Du Yu didn't think too much about it and poured himself another glass of wine:
"It's not easy to open a restaurant like this in Chang'an."
Yang Hu nodded, "That's true."
Then he said with a slight sigh:
"Besides, as a Hu Si restaurant, this business is too good. If I hadn't asked my friend for help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to book this private room."
As he spoke, Yang Hu turned around and signaled to the servant Hu Ji to open the window, and a burst of noise immediately came in.
Looking out the window, you can see the scene in the lobby downstairs and all the hustle and bustle.
This Grade A private room is probably the best location in the tavern.
Booking this private room not only provides enough privacy, but is also suitable for a few good friends to gather and drink.
You can also invite the best Hu Ji in the tavern to come and dance with you while you drink.
The wine is good, Hu Ji is a beauty, and she dances well.
The three young men enjoyed themselves very much.
Until the waiter from the tavern came in, bowed and nodded, carefully apologized to the three people, and reminded them that the dancer had to go to the next show.
"Because a guest had already made a reservation three days ago, we can't break the appointment."
The waiter explained again and again, fearing that the three gentlemen would be unhappy.
"It doesn't matter, this was agreed upon in advance."
This matter was indeed reminded at the beginning.
Unless he booked the entire tavern, there was no reason to let the tavern's top dancer stay in the private room all the time to serve him and others.
The students in the college have always been very well-behaved.
However, Feng Erlang suddenly waved to the leading dancer.
The dancer looked confused and walked over, somewhat bend- ing slightly respectfully, pretending to obey Mr. Feng's orders.
He didn't notice at all that a large area of white was exposed on his chest.
"Su Niang, right? This is a reward for you."
Mr. Feng, while drunk, stuffed a few bills into the chest of the most beautiful girl, Ji Hu.
This caused Hu Ji's breathing to become heavy. She immediately leaned forward and saluted to Mr. Feng II:
"Thank you, my lord."
When she stood up, whether intentionally or unintentionally, her cheek rubbed lightly against Mr. Feng's leg.
When I raised my head, I saw that her face was flushed and tears were about to come out of her eyes.
Mr. Feng Er laughed and gently pinched Hu Ji's face: "Go."
When Hu Ji heard this, she couldn't help but reveal a little disappointment and a little grievance in her eyes.
Until she reached the door, she turned back to look at Feng Erlang, her eyes full of reluctance to leave.
After the door was closed again, Yang Hu smiled and said to Mr. Feng II:
"If Boyang really likes her, Hu can go and ask if he can let Su Niang come back."
Feng Erlang shook his head and glanced at Yang Hu:
"I remember Uncle said that he was able to book this private room today with the help of his friends?"
Yang Hu nodded: "That's right, in fact, this private room was originally reserved by him, and when he learned that I intended to entertain guests here, he gave it up."
After coughing, Yang Hu said a little embarrassedly, "I mean, if Boyang is interested in Su Niang, I can go ask that friend again to see if he can help me again."
Feng Erlang understood it this time. It seemed that the next guest, the Hu girl named Su Niang, was most likely the friend that Yang Shuzi mentioned.
He just nodded at Yang Hu and said with a smile:
"It's already a rare opportunity for you to give up this private room. Now, you're still thinking of making such a request. It seems that you two have a deep friendship."
Yang Hu nodded in acknowledgment:
"To be honest, I met this man after I arrived in Chang'an. He is extravagant and has no moral integrity, so his reputation is not very good."
"But after talking with him, I found that he not only has great ambitions, but also great talents. He is open-minded and bright, so I have a lot of dealings with him."
"Oh?" Du Yu suddenly became interested. "The one who can be praised so highly by my uncle must be an extraordinary person. If there is a chance, I would like to get to know him."
Although Yang Hu's identity is somewhat embarrassing, it cannot be denied that he is not only extremely knowledgeable, but also extremely virtuous.
If this person really deserves his praise, then he is certainly worth making friends with.
At this time, Feng Erlang seemed to have a lot of sighs:
"Indeed, there are many people in the world who are harmed by public opinion."
Just like adults, alas!
Hearing this, Yang Hu clapped his hands and said with relief:
"If Shizhi knew what you two said, he would definitely treat you two as his close friends."
"Shizhi?"
"Shizhi is his courtesy name. His surname is Wang, and his given name is Jun. He is from Hongnonghu County. His family background is quite remarkable, and they have been officials of the rank of 2,000 stone for generations."
After talking about Wang Jun’s background, Yang Hu looked at Feng Erlang again.
Du Yu noticed Yang Hu's little action and his heart moved.
Today, my uncle mentioned his friend again and again, and I'm afraid there is a deeper meaning behind it.
A sudden inspiration came to him, and he asked:
"Could it be that Wang Jun is here too?"
"Yuan Kai has good intentions. Yes, he has long wanted to get to know Yuan Kai and Bo Yang. So when he learned that I wanted to give Yuan Kai a farewell party, he gave me this private room."
Upon hearing this, Du Yu suddenly pointed at Yang Hu and scolded him with a smile:
"I understand now. Uncle, you said today that you wanted to give me a farewell party, but in fact you wanted to introduce me to Wang Jun. Is that right?"
Yang Hu quickly bowed to Du Yu and explained half seriously and half apologetically:
"Today I really want to give Yuan Kai a farewell party and introduce him to Wang Shizhi. But by the way, if Bo Yang and Yuan Kai don't want to see him, then I will refuse him."
Hearing this, Du Yu turned and looked at the Second Master Feng.
"The Wang family of Hongnong, whose family has been in the rank of 2,000 stone for generations?" The second son of the Feng family looked a little amused. "Uncle, is the Wang Jun you are talking about the son-in-law of Xu Miao, the former governor of Liangzhou during the Pseudo-Wei Dynasty?"
During the period when Xu Miao served as the Governor of Liangzhou, the Han Dynasty had just recovered Liangzhou. Seeing that there was no hope of holding on to Liangzhou, Xu Miao hanged himself in despair.
Why does Mr. Feng remember this?
Because his name is Feng Ling.
This order came from Lingju.
Lingju is located on the Huangshui River, a strategic point leading to Hexi.
Before Hexi was incorporated into the territory of the Han Dynasty, Huo Qiaoyao led his troops to station here to guard against the Huns.
More than ten years ago, my master was also stationed there and managed Liangzhou at the same time. This led to the fact that General Zhao later led the army to easily recapture Liangzhou.
I was born at that time, so I took the name Ling.
So naturally, I know more about the story of Liangzhou than others.
"That's right," Yang Hu nodded, "because Wang Shizhi had a bad reputation in the village when he was young, and he also had bad morals."
"Moreover, he is too austere and few people can get along with him. More importantly, he is Xu Miao's son-in-law."
"It is precisely because of these connections," Yang Hu smiled bitterly, "that no matter how talented he is, he cannot be recommended."
Hongnong belongs to Henan.
Henan is the latest territory recovered by the Han Dynasty and is located at the border between Han and Wei.
Local schools were not yet complete, and if one wanted to enter officialdom or college, one could only do so through recommendation.
Not to mention that Xu Miao's suicide was somewhat related to the powerful official Feng Dasima of the time.
No one was willing to take the risk of offending Feng Da Sima - even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance - by recommending a playboy with a bad reputation and a bad character.
"That's interesting. A person like this can actually make my uncle try so hard to introduce him to me. It seems like I have no choice but to meet him."
Feng Erlang laughed instead, "Then please ask my uncle to invite him out to see me."
The Wang family of Hongnong can be considered a noble family.
However, Feng Erlang knew clearly that the other party was trying so hard to get close to him, but his real ultimate goal was probably his master.
But the current lord is not someone whom a mere woman named Wang from Hongnong can meet just by asking for an audience.
That's why the other party set his sights on me.
When Yang Shuzi heard this, he was overjoyed:
"Boyang, please wait for a moment. I will be back soon."
After saying that, he got up and went out.
After a while, Uncle Yang, who had left, came back and brought someone into the private room.
As soon as the visitor came in, he bowed deeply:
"Jun, hello to Mr. Feng, hello to Mr. Du."
After seeing the appearance of the person coming, even though Feng Erlang already had an idea, he couldn't help but look at each other with Du Yu.
This prince is actually... actually a middle-aged uncle?
He may even look older than my own father (husband)?
This time, it was Feng Du's turn to feel a little embarrassed, and they quickly stood up:
"Ahem, Wang Lang... Young Master Wang, please take a seat."
This man cannot be called Mr. Wang, so we can only call him Young Master.
Wang Jun seemed to know what the two were thinking. He sat down modestly and said:
"Jun has heard that the Imperial Academy has a motto: There is no order of precedence in learning, and those who are successful are the first. Although Jun is older than you, he is still behind you two in learning. If you don't give up, you can call me a scholar like you did."
Upon hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but look at Uncle Yang again.
I don’t know how you called out “Shizhi” when you two first met?
Du Yu coughed, and finally asked first:
"According to Shuzi, Shi... Shizhi wants to be a student in the academy?"
Seeing Du Yu's hesitant look, Wang Jun asked frankly:
"Does Mr. Du feel that Jun is too old and it's a bit late?"
Du Yu heard this and waved his hand:
"Of course not. Baili Xi was appointed as prime minister by Duke Mu of Qin when he was over 70 years old. He assisted Duke Mu of Qin in traveling thousands of miles and dominating the Western Rong."
"Tai Gong Wang (Jiang Ziya) was also invited out of the mountains by King Wen of Zhou at the age of 72, and he eventually established the Zhou Dynasty for 800 years."
"Shizhi is in his prime, and it is the time for him to make great achievements. However..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that I heard from my uncle that Shizhi was quite, uh, quite casual when he was young. Who knew that now it seems that he is quite different from the rumors."
When Wang Jun heard this, he sighed:
"Actually, what Uncle said is right. I really don't have a good reputation in the village. In the early years, because of my family relationship, I was once recruited to work in Hedong. Unfortunately, I didn't get along with my colleagues."
He smiled bitterly and said, "Later, the pseudo-Wei Dynasty declined and the Han Dynasty prospered. I was unwilling to flatter my colleagues, so I simply resigned and went home."
Hearing this, Feng Erlang looked at Wang Jun seriously.
Fortunately you left early, otherwise why would we have to go through so much trouble today?
Maybe I can see you in Hedong...
Wang Jun only felt that Feng Erlang's gaze was a little strange, but he didn't pay too much attention to it and just continued:
"Especially in the past few years since the Han Dynasty recovered Guanzhong, the Three Resurrections have been established, the people are happy, and the government is clean and honest, which is very different from the pseudo-Wei."
"I was also greatly shocked, and suddenly I realized that I had the intention to betray my country. That's why I shamelessly tried to get to know you two."
Upon hearing this, Du Yu and Feng Erlang immediately became solemn:
"To abandon chaos and turn to light is highly commendable; to admit mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue!"
A middle-aged man actually behaved so humblely in front of young men like us. What else does he want?
(The Book of Jin records: "He was well-versed in ancient books and had a beautiful appearance, but he did not cultivate his reputation and conduct, and was not praised by his fellow villagers. Later, he changed his ways and became wise and intelligent, with great ambitions.")
It was almost curfew when Feng Erlang came out of the West Market, a little drunk, and returned to the Grand Marshal's Mansion.
As soon as I entered the door, a servant came to report:
"My dear, the master of the house has given instructions. As soon as you return to the mansion, you should go to see him immediately."
When Feng Erlang heard this, he immediately sobered up a little.
Soon, when he arrived at the backyard, another servant informed him that the master of the house was already waiting in the study.
Feng Erlang did not dare to delay and hurried forward.
"The child has seen the adults."
Feng Erlang bowed and looked around cautiously.
"Okay, no need to look, your mother hasn't returned from the army yet."
These days, without the assistance of General Zhendong in military affairs, and coupled with various military deployments by the court, the workload of Feng Da Sima, who is in charge of the Shangshu affairs, has suddenly increased a lot.
He threw aside a document in his hand and leaned back in his chair. Even though he didn't look at his son directly, Sima Feng seemed to know what he was thinking.
When Feng Erlang heard what his master said, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing his son like this made Feng Da Sima both angry and amused. He simply leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest:
"Why? Did you know that your mother wouldn't be home, so you didn't come back to visit your parents during the school holidays, but went to the West Market to drink instead?"
Feng Erlang smiled somewhat embarrassedly:
"Don't be angry, my Lord. I'm back, right? I'm just a little late."
After a pause, he explained:
"Besides, isn't Yuan Kai going to join the army? So today is actually a farewell party for him."
As he spoke, he took two steps forward and continued to report what he had encountered today:
"My Lord, I have been drinking today and something happened to me."
"what's up?"
"Someone wants to intercede for the child."
"Oh? Who is it?"
"Hongnong Wang family."
Feng Dasima, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and looked at his son straight in the eye:
"Wang Shi of Hongnong is looking for you?"
"A man named Wang Jun found the child through Uncle Yang."
"Hmm? Wang Jun?" Feng Da Sima repeated, his expression unclear. "And then?"
"I think this person is good."
Feng Da Sima looked at his son again and said, "If you think it's worthwhile to interact with him, then just go ahead and do it."
His tone was indifferent, but it had the domineering attitude that was unique to aristocratic families. "It's just the Hongnong Wang family. It can't cause any big waves."
Along the way, Feng Dasima has defeated countless wealthy and powerful families, both big and small.
It is no exaggeration to say that his hands are stained with the blood of wealthy and powerful families.
"You've grown up now. If you want to do something, just do it. Don't worry too much."
As the son of the Grand Marshal, what's wrong with him practicing his skills with a woman from the Wang family of Hongnong?
With the support of the adults, Feng Erlang was delighted: "I understand, thank you adults."
"Why thank me? Everything I have done in my life was for you."
Feng Da Sima looked at his son, who was almost as tall as himself, and said with emotion:
"Before I knew it, you've grown up. I'm afraid that in the future, our Feng family will still have to rely on you to support it."
Feng Erlang immediately looked bitter.
Seeing this, Sima Feng frowned.
"Sir, I'm afraid that in the future, our Feng family will not rely on the child, but on my sister..."
"What are you talking about?"
Although Sima Feng doted on his daughter very much, he was not so foolish as to do so.
Besides, letting my daughter support the family, isn't that like cursing her to never get married in the future?
Seeing that the master looked annoyed, Feng Erlang quickly explained:
"Do you know what else the child saw today?"
"what?"
Feng Erlang had a mysterious look on his face:
"I saw my sister with Liu Dalang."
As he said this, he stretched out his two thumbs and hooked them.
Indicates the unusual relationship between the two.
Feng Dasima was stunned for a moment, then he showed a complicated expression and did not speak for a long time.
"Sir, if my sister is really with Liu Dalang, then our Feng family will still have to rely on my sister in the future?"
Although neither the adults nor my mother revealed Liu Dalang's true identity, I, Erlang, am not a three-year-old child anymore.
Let alone other things, just consider the relationship between you and His Majesty, and the relationship between Mother Zhang and the Queen.
Also, I heard from Zhang's mother that my sister was favored by the Queen when she was a child, and she was intended to be the Crown Princess.
That's pretty much it.
When Feng Da Sima heard his son's probing, he remained expressionless and just asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I just want to know whether Liu Dalang is..."
As he spoke, he raised his index finger and pointed upwards.
Feng Da Sima did not answer directly, but picked up another document and asked, "What do you think is the possibility of your sister and Liu Dalang?"
"As far as I know, the only young man who can chat and laugh with my sister is Liu Dalang."
Sima Feng was unable to continue reading the document. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Erlang.
Feng Erlang quickly added: "Even if it was a child, it wouldn't be possible."
"Cao!" Sima Feng threw the document away again, his face showing fatigue. He closed his eyes with difficulty and broke the broken jar. "Then you should prepare to be the prince's brother-in-law."
"Huh? Really?"
"Why? Is it that the daughter of my Feng family is not worthy of being a crown princess?"
"No, what I mean is that our Feng family will really have to rely on my sister in the future!"
The Crown Princess is only temporary and will become the Queen in the future.
As long as his elder sister became the Crown Princess, she would definitely be the future Empress of the Han Dynasty.
Feng Erlang is still very confident about this.
"You can't say that. Even if Shuangshuang really becomes the Queen of the Han Dynasty, she will still need the support of the Feng family."
Feng Da Sima frowned again and criticized his son's lying-down mentality:
"Only if the Feng family survives can Shuangshuang secure her position as queen; only if Shuangshuang's position as queen is secure can the Feng family become more secure. This is a matter of mutual dependence. How can you say that it depends on Shuangshuang alone?"
Now that things have been said, Sima Feng will naturally make everything clear to the future head of the Feng family.
As long as I'm here, the Feng family will be fine.
But he is just a disciple of the mountain sect (a black whistle), not a real immortal, and cannot achieve immortality.
In the future, the Feng family will still be handed over to this son.
Over the years, Feng Erlang and the crown prince have become so familiar with each other that they are no longer familiar with each other.
In addition, the Feng family comes from a mountain gate and is in no way inferior to the royal family.
Therefore, he is destined not to have as much reverence for the royal family as others do.
Just hearing these words from an adult's mouth with his own ears, his heart still couldn't help beating:
"Empress...Empress?"
Well, my sister hasn't even gotten married yet, and you're already thinking about what will happen to her in the future when she becomes the queen?
Feng Da Sima sneered, his eyes showing disdain for his son's behavior:
"Why? Is the daughter of our Feng family not qualified to be a queen?"
Why did Zhang Xingcai always want to be the Crown Princess?
One important reason is that the Feng family can make his son's position as crown prince as stable as a rock.
"No, no, I just feel it's a bit sudden."
Feng Ling, who had always thought he knew his master very well, suddenly felt that the master in front of him was a little strange when he heard his master casually regard the position of queen as a sure thing.
"What preparations do you need? We have prepared everything that needs to be prepared for you."
Feng Da Sima said calmly:
"Scholars, farmers, merchants, and artisans, all four classes of people in the world, who has not received favors from our Feng family? If our daughter of the Feng family is not qualified, then who else in the world is qualified?"
Regarding scholars, there are papermaking, printing, and the imperial examination system.
When it comes to agriculture, there are farming techniques, animal husbandry techniques, and the land tax.
In terms of labor, there are plum-shaped looms, wheel-drum water wheels, and wheat grinding into flour.
When it comes to business, who in the world doesn’t know Xinghan Society? Who doesn’t know Dongfeng Express?
Plus the Feng family’s contributions to the Han Dynasty.
Who dares to say that the daughter of the Feng family cannot be the queen?
The daughter of the Feng family may not become the Empress of the Han Dynasty, but no one can say that she is not qualified to be the Empress of the Han Dynasty.
Do you really think that Feng Wenhe has been called that for nothing all these years?
Besides, the Han Dynasty was not the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, where a queen had to be specially selected from a small family.
During the Han Dynasty, the Liu family, the foreign relatives, shared the empire for not enough time?
Why should Ji Han be an exception?
Unless Liu Chen has the ability to rebuild the foundation of the Han Dynasty.
To put it bluntly, if Shuangshuang really becomes the queen in the future, as long as Feng Dasima is willing, he can guarantee her status, at least she can be a version of Empress Lu.
Because if you calculate the time, it would take more than 40 years for the world to be unified and for Liu Chen's generation to die out.
In the next forty years or so, the increase in food and the improvement in medicine will inevitably lead to a population explosion.
The population explosion means the early arrival of population pressure.
The Han Dynasty had a textile economy in the west, a planting economy in the east, and a small peasant economy in the middle.
It is also possible that the capital group born out of the Xinghan Society is causing trouble.
It’s so exciting just thinking about it!
When that time really comes, the secret dragon-slaying skills passed down from the family by Empress Feng of the Han Dynasty will be what Liu needs most, and even a life-saving straw.
If Liu Chen really dared to forget the old friendship, Feng, Empress Lü, and Ying would dare to ask the people below, "Why did your Majesty rebel?"
Unless your daughter is love-brained and takes the initiative to hand her life-saving trump card to someone else.
But thinking about Shuangshuang's personality, well, it shouldn't happen.
Xiao Wenhe is ruthless, and Feng Shuangshuang can at least inherit a ruthlessness.
As for long-term planning...
Feng Wenhe glanced at Feng Ling:
"I heard that you are quite interested in Hu Ji?"
Feng Ling said "ah" and blinked:
"Who told you that, sir?"
Feng Yong said nothing, just stared at him.
Feng Ling coughed and said, "The girl in the tavern today, Su Niang, is really pretty good. My Lord, did you meet her before you sent her away?"
"You guessed it?"
Feng Ling sighed:
"Sir, in the entire Chang'an City, if we really talk about the quality of the Hu concubines under your control, I'm afraid even His Majesty can't compare to you, sir!"
After all, it is not Your Majesty who is in charge of all the labor in the world.
"And the supplies in the tavern, if you can hide them from others, how can you hide them from the child?"
It's not that he looked down on the Hu merchants, but no matter how rich the Hu people were, they could not open such a luxurious tavern.
At best, they could ask Hu Ji to stand at the door, wave her hands, and shout a few words in her half-baked Chinese:
"Ah Lang, come and have a drink~"
Then deliberately reveal a little white.
This is the limit.
Where do so many tunes come from?
Feng Da Sima nodded, "It's okay, you can go out."
Needless to say, I knew my son was testing something, and my son knew that he knew he was testing, and I also knew that my son knew that he knew his testing.
Some of the words between the two were said intentionally.
Sima Feng could see that Feng Erlang had been testing him ever since he deliberately mentioned Wang Jun.
Although it was very obscure, how could it be hidden from the far-sighted Feng Wenhe?
So he simply cooperated with his son and made it clear.
I have a lot of high-quality Huji given to me by others, and I can't keep them at home. What's wrong with using them to earn some pocket money?
After verifying his idea in the tavern and knowing another secret base of his family, Feng Erlang obediently left.
Just as he reached the door, he couldn't help but turn around and say:
"Sir, the Hu Ji dance is quite popular in Chang'an now. Our family..."
A bunch of simple books came over:
"roll!"
After Feng Erlang's figure disappeared, Feng Dasima put down the documents in his hand, rubbed his temples tiredly, and looked distressed.
Having a son is not simple, and having daughters who are born from the same mother and are twins, a boy and a girl, can be much simpler?
Liu Dalang, ah Liu Dalang, I didn't force you to do this, you jumped into the pit on your own initiative.
I politely declined this marriage proposal back then, so I have done the most I could.
So I hope you won’t regret it in the future, otherwise…
Anyway, as long as you are fine, everyone will be fine.
If you don't want to be well, someone will naturally help you to be well.
Anyway, you can’t blame me for being cruel.
After thinking for a while, Feng Dasima suddenly said "tsk".
Forget it, what’s the point of thinking so much?
It is said that the kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after five generations.
For the sake of Han China, I have fought with all my life against the inertia of history. If the Liu family is not willing to leave the blessings of two generations to the Feng family, then they deserve to be put on the guillotine.
PS: More than 7,900 words, nearly 8,000 words.
(End of this chapter)