Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 330

Chapter 330 Brothers talk heart-to-heart

"That is also the secret treasure of the mountain gate!"

Zhao Guang's eyes glowed, and he fondly played with the book in his hand.

"Actually, most of the things in this book have been done in the workshop," Feng Yong explained, "I just sorted out these things."

Feng Yong has been promoting the awareness of discipline and organization in workshops and ranches. Even when Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were training the guards, Feng Yong also added something into it from time to time.

The purpose is to verify whether certain things of later generations can work in this era.

Facts have proved that what was said in the political and ideological education class is still very reasonable.

Everything that happened in history must be supported by its social foundation.

For example, in the eyes of Jiang Wan, Li Mu and even Zhao Guang, the organization of those people in workshops and ranches is very powerful, but to Feng Yong, it is basically nothing more than that.

At least for now, if you want to go further, you must have a further social foundation.

I can't read or understand even the most basic passwords, what else do you want?

It is already very difficult to let them know when the whistle is for what, what are the rules in the workshop, and what should be done when.

If you want to go further, you must have a sufficient literacy rate.

So Feng Yong's next step is to implement night school literacy after enough children who know basic common characters are gathered.

Reading and writing requires 3,000 commonly used characters, but among them, the most frequently used characters are 500 characters.

Recognized these five hundred characters, at least within the scope of workshops and ranches, that is definitely enough.

Knowing that there are several ways to write the word "fennel", what is the use of egg?

Hu people must be able to speak Chinese for naturalization, which is the most basic requirement at present. With the expansion of workshops and ranches, the number of team leaders and managers needed will also increase.

Then, if they want to go further, literacy is the threshold Feng Yong set for them—and it doesn't distinguish between men and women, or Hu Han.

And this is also one of the fastest ways to let the Hu people integrate into the Han people as soon as possible.

So the two books in the hands of Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are Feng Yong's summary and principles of workshop and ranch experience, which can be regarded as version 2.0.

"I said why this workshop and ranch was not only unheard of before, but even a lot of things in it I couldn't understand. It turned out to be something in my brother's school."

When Zhao Guang heard this, he became even more excited, and lowered his voice, "So this secret treasure is the only one in the world, right?"

As he spoke, he shook the book in his hand, and then seemed to remember something, with a mysterious smile on his face, "No wonder my brother didn't stop Angel Jiang, I see these days, and he can't see the way out."

"That is, even if I waited for a few people to follow all the way, I didn't understand all the ways in the elder brother's sect. Angel Jiang can understand it in a month?"

Wang Xun also looked very proud, his face was full of red.

"Single fart!" Feng Yong couldn't see the way the two of them were making a fuss, and said angrily, "Wenxuan remembers it all, how can it be considered the only one?"

"Understood. Then Li Wenxuan is now one of us, and he got a share, which is a matter of course."

Zhao Guang smiled, as if I understood everything.

"Okay, okay, don't be sloppy, go over there quickly, if you drag on, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Feng Yong couldn't explain to these two guys, "Don't forget what I said, and wait for half a year. If Jincheng has any expenses, don't be polite to me, just write to explain."

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are the first two investment results from Feng Yong. He can't help much on the battlefield, but he can still be used as a logistics cash machine or something.

"You still have your share here. I estimate that in two months, we will no longer have to worry about money and food, and everyone will have the first dividend."

In the first half of this year, most of the wool cloth produced by the textile workshop was supplied to Jincheng, and the small part left in the workshop was basically exchanged for food.

However, Feng Yong and Zhuge Liang had made an agreement. After September this year, the share of wool cloth will be reversed. Jincheng will only get 30%, and they themselves will get 70%.

Coupled with the payment of ranch cheese arrears, Feng Yong privately estimated that there will be the first profit in October, and the profit will not be small-the old demon Zhuge can earn ten times the profit with his heart, which makes no sense. You can't even earn five or six times.

Otherwise, how can it be called a unique business?

"Brother, save it."

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun clasped their fists together.

"Yiwen and Zishi are in their early days, right?"

Watching Jiang Wan and his party drift away, Li Yi had some envy in his eyes.

"It's still far away."

Feng Yong shook his head, "This is only the first step. Where they can go in the future depends on their respective talents."

"I don't know how much higher than my peers at this start."

Li Yi looked at Feng Yong, pointed in the direction of Zheng Zheng, and said pointedly, "When the governor of Wei was the general of Yamen, he was more than ten years older than them."

Feng Yong smiled lightly, without speaking, got on his horse, turned the horse's head, and took the lead towards the workshop.

Wait for Li Yi, Yang Qianwan, Li Qiu and Huang Chong to follow up, and then he said, "Wei Dudu is the late emperor who knows people with his eyesight, and surpasses promotion. How many people in the world can have such good luck?"

As he said that, he glanced at the trilogy that was following far behind. It was true that no one could hear their conversation, and then he said, "Wen Xuan, I remember that you once said before that if the prime minister wants to march south, To say the least, it will be the next year, and you will need 50,000 soldiers, so what do you think now?"

Li Yi heard this, with a wry smile on his face, "Why should elder brother bring up the scandal of my younger brother?" Then he sighed, "Even the adults of my family have to admit their mistakes. .”

"It's all the prime minister's conspiracy and has nothing to do with me."

In front of his brothers, Feng Yong didn't need to pretend, he waved his hands, "I don't want to expose Wenxuan's ugliness, but today Yiwen and Zishi returned to Jincheng, there are some things that I want to clarify with my brothers."

"Wei Ran, come up, don't be so restrained."

Speaking, Feng Yong turned his head again and looked at Yang Wanwan who was falling at the back, "They are all my brothers, so don't make any mistakes."

"Yes, brother."

Yang Wanwan was already surprised when he saw that Zhao Guang recognized Feng Yong as his brother. Later, when I arrived in Nanxiang, I was even more shocked to see that even Li Langjun, the son of the subdued governor of Nanzhong, called Feng Yong his elder brother.

These two people can be regarded as the top figures of Mr. Langjun.

Unexpectedly, this Feng Langjun has something even more shocking, the prime minister actually gave him the right to take it upon himself, and even appointed his subordinates, so he was numb from the shock, and shouted along with Daliu Feng Tubie said "brother."

It's just that he just joined this small group not long ago—a newcomer has no status, so no matter where he is or where he is, he follows silently at the end.

At this time, seeing that his brother paid attention to himself in every word, he was a little moved at the moment, so he quickly pulled the rein and followed.

"Wars are fought by people, money and food."

Feng Yongxin reined in his horse, walked slowly, and said as he walked, "Everyone knows that the big man is doing a lot better now. Not to mention the large grain harvest for two consecutive years, even the treasury has collected a lot of money and silk."

"What's more, since last year, the government has registered household registrations for many people. Among other things," Feng Yong pointed to the farmland by the road, "It's the people who were sent from Jincheng to open up wasteland. It is said that there are fifty or sixty thousand."

After finishing speaking, he smiled, "These fifty or sixty thousand people are not meant to be just sent over. The government will also rent cattle and seeds for them, so that they can at least survive this year. This is not a sum of money." Small expense."

Feng Yong was formerly a lieutenant of Hanzhong Diannong, so he still has the right to know this internal information.

"In the past, it would be something that I would not have even dared to think about."

"Among them, there is also the credit of my brother."

Li Yi also looked at the surrounding farmland and sighed, "The eight ox plows are used by the big households, and the Quyuan plows are used by the small households. It took less than two years for Hanzhong to have what it is today. My brother's contribution is not insignificant."

Having said this, thinking of Nanzhong again, he couldn't help showing a strange smile on his face, "I don't know how many of those rebels in Nanzhong now hate their elder brother. This is a strategy that hurts Nanzhong but is true to Hanzhong. It's really wonderful! "

"I just proposed a direction. How to operate it depends on the prime minister."

For this, Feng Yong was even more afraid to claim credit, and then he sighed, "The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. The ancients never deceived me. The prime minister's control over people's hearts is even more ingenious." Bump, it makes people feel inferior."

"But everyone in the world only knows that this strategy was first proposed by the elder brother, and everyone knows that the elder brother has a clever plan."

"Brilliant plan?"

Feng Yong squinted at Li Yi, "Wenxuan don't want to coax me with some good words, now there is a saying in Jincheng, I don't know whether Wenxuan knows it or not?"

Of course Li Yi knew, but he could only pretend not to know, "I don't know."

Feng Yong laughed, and pointed at Li Yi, "Wenxuan is not true! You returned from Jincheng, but you didn't mention a word about the rumors spread in Jincheng. Do you think I don't know?"

Guan Ji has already sent several letters. She is wholeheartedly devoted to Feng Yong now, so she is not angry with the rumors about Jincheng, so she told Feng Yong everything in detail, thinking that since Feng Lang is Xiao Wenhe, then think of some way to fight back.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yong didn't care about it, and instead sent letters to comfort him.

A Dou is suspected of not being Liu Bei's own son, but there is nothing he can do about it, so why should he care about these people?

"Feng Langjun is clever with his words, and Xiao Wenhe is cruel and ruthless."

Feng Yong read it for a while, and laughed again, "Jia Wenhe's wisdom is famous all over the world. It is an honor for me to receive this title."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Li Yi's face became even more strange.

"Brother... Could it be that he really has something to do with Jia Wenhe?"

Li Yi said something tentatively.

Feng Yong was taken aback, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Jia Wenhe died of illness last year. His elder brother came out of the mountains last year. Some people said that his elder brother and Jia Wenhe came from the same sect. One died and the other came out. Both were sent by the elder brother's teacher to cause trouble in the world. .”

Jia Xu offered advice to Li Jue and others to attack Chang'an for his own selfishness, which not only accelerated the demise of the great Han, but also caused chaos in the world, so he was called the number one poisoner in the world.

Although the chaos of the Han Dynasty was inevitable, what Jia Xu did was indeed inappropriate.

Feng Yong's face twitched, he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "I have never met Jia Wenhe, and I don't even know what he looks like, so how did I become his fellow student? Those people really did anything to slander me."

Hearing Feng Yong's denial, Li Yi coughed dryly, and echoed, "That's true."

Although I said so, no one knew whether I believed it or not.

"Okay, don't talk about that." Feng Yong never cared about those rumors, and continued the previous topic. The rebels at Shangnanzhong were half in chaos before the army passed by."

"So I think," Feng Yong said here, looked around the crowd, let out a sigh of relief, and concluded, "Prime Minister will probably go south next year."

Pacifying Nanzhong is an inevitable thing. Anyone with a little brain knows that the prime minister can't keep Nanzhong in chaos—although many people think that Nanzhong's continued chaos is good, at least the source of labor is guaranteed.

They may not know that they have become a knife in the hands of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, but so what, even if they are used, they have to be used willingly.

The chaos in Nanzhong made them profitable, but the militia they launched would make Nanzhong settle down faster. This is a very ironic vicious circle.

Although there was some feeling in their hearts, everyone was still surprised when Feng Yong said it with such certainty.

"Prime Minister going south?"

Li Yi, however, heard something inappropriate in Feng Yong's words, "Isn't my brother wrong? It should be the prime minister who sent troops to the south, right?"

Feng Yong smiled, nodded and said, "I was wrong. Anyway, in my opinion, since Yiwen and Zishi were transferred back to Jincheng this time, I don't think the prime minister is preparing for the Southern Expedition."

"Yiwen and Zishi are going to be sent to the south by the prime minister?"

Feng Yong nodded, "The great man has been seriously injured in these years, and the elite soldiers and good generals have lost a lot, plus the old people..."

As he spoke, Feng Yong gave everyone a meaningful look, and said, "It's time for the big man to have successors, and it's also a good opportunity for me to make contributions. Do you understand?"

After hearing Feng Yong's words, everyone's eyes lit up. With the youthful enthusiasm and the heroic deeds of their parents, which one would be willing to be mediocre?

"Brother, what should I do?"

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are already ahead, how can they fall behind?

Several people were agitated by Feng Yong's words, even Yang Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Thinking of my father, because I can't go back to my hometown, I'm getting more and more depressed. I still have decades to live, how can I sink like this?

"This is exactly what I want to discuss with you brothers."

The Southern Expedition is imminent, and Feng Yong is not afraid to say something to them.

It's just that Zhao Guang and Wang Xun got the chance, they don't know much about them now, but it's nothing for the time being.

But at the time of the Nanzheng, they watched Zhao Guang and Wang Xun gain military merits, but they could only watch, not necessarily without ideas in their hearts.

So Feng Yong has to speak up in advance.

(end of this chapter)

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