What should have been said has been said, Fu Yanyan is still silent, Feng Ling is only afraid that what he said is not clear enough, so he concluded: "In short, it is the Suo family that ordered Yin Hou'er to occupy the public land, recruit tenants to rent seeds, and send Yin Hou'er's sister to Zhang County Order, plus Yin Monkey'er is filial piety from time to time, so that Zhang County Order can turn a blind eye to those fields under the grip of the Yin brothers and sisters." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This time the captain came to collect the land, the Suo family was unwilling, and the tenants wanted to accept the small profits of the Suo family, but they might not be willing, so they had to stumble on the captain, and now the tenants ignored the moves, and it was Yin Hou'er's ruffian style that survived. Can the lieutenant think through it? ”

Fu Tanyan didn't answer her, just blindly looked at her, "It's about the official reputation of one of the parents, and there is still the face of the Shazhou clan in it, dare to ask Gu Niangzi, where did you know those words?" ”

His eyes were like the scorching sunlight of this city, and under his direct gaze, the tip of Feng Ling's nose unconsciously drenched a little fine and dense sweat, although she was bold and not very taboo, she also understood the weight of his words.

"Feng Ling just told the truth what he knew, and if it was not true, he asked the lieutenant to cut it by himself. As for the source of these words......"

Feng Ling's scalp tightened, and in front of the barracks during the day, the words that delayed and despised her market habits turned around in her mind, and she secretly thought to herself, if she told the truth that she had pried it from Yin's mouth with a piece of colorful brocade, it would inevitably be despised by him again, so it was better not to say it.

"As for the provenance...... Feng Ling muttered: "The people of the market have their own market doorways, and the captain will listen to them if they believe it, and if they don't believe it, they will just do it." Feng Ling is humble, and since he took the risk to say this, Du Wei should also be a little sympathetic, and Shi Cai said, when Du Wei goes out of this door, Feng Ling will not recognize it again. ”

As she spoke, she lifted the wine jug in her hand and poured most of the amber reddish wine into the glass jar in front of Fu Yanyan.

The wine seems to have the aroma of flowers and fruits, and it is joyful between the two. Feng Ling poured half of the lamp for himself, raised his head and swallowed it all, put down the glass cup, straightened his back, and looked at Fu Yanyan solemnly.

After a few breaths, the wood-carved figure on the other side suddenly moved the corners of his lips, his gaze crossed her cheek, and he looked away.

Feng Ling was pondering whether this could be regarded as a "laugh", and suddenly realized, and hurriedly pulled out the silk handkerchief from under his knee, tucked the corner of his mouth, and sure enough, a small red wine stain appeared on the handkerchief.

Feng Ling was embarrassed, peeking at Fu Yan, Fang Cai's movement seemed to be just an illusion, and he was casually looking at a screen with a single silk painting "Luo Shen Futu". She couldn't help but curse herself: how can she come up with this idea, she has always prided herself on being free and unrestrained, and this time she will twist upside down.

The inner room was silent for a moment, Feng Ling couldn't bear it, and poured himself another lamp, holding the lamp to Yan Yan, "A thin wine, I hope that the captain will not give up." ”

After a little hesitation, he picked up the glass cup, covered his mouth and drank it all.

The best and hard-to-find grape wine, even Feng Ling, who is used to seeing good things, can't help but cherish it, I thought he would always praise two sentences, I didn't want Feng Ling to tilt his head and wait for a long time, and I didn't see him move, so he only lightly put the glass cup back on the dining table.

Feng Ling laughed a few times in his heart, since he was a child in the army, he thought he should be a vulgar person, how to understand the beauty of this wine.

"Today's situation in front of the Zhichong Government Office, Feng Ling happened to see it." She put aside the nonsense in her mind and turned back to the topic, "Du Wei's difficulty, the wind spirit can probably alleviate one or two. ”

Fu Yanyan raised his eyes, as if he was not surprised. After the tenant made trouble, he thought carefully about what Feng Ling had said in front of the barracks, and since she knew the inside story, she must have something to say. Fu Yanyan didn't dare to slack off: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

"The tenants made trouble, but they relied on the scarcity of farmers in Dunhuang City, and they decided that Du Wei could not find so many peasants for a while. What's so hard about that? The wind spirit picked up the flask and poured another one for him. But ......"

"Gu Niangzi doesn't have to worry, but it's okay to talk about it." Feng Ling was silent for a moment, and she guessed that she was probably afraid of offending Suo's and had some concerns.

Feng Ling put down the wine jug and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid of Du Wei's shame, Feng Ling is a trader after all, and he pays the most attention to the way of contact." If I find a good way for Du Wei, Du Wei will have something to pay for? ”

These words were so straightforward that Fu Yan was stunned, and he sank his face: "I have always been impartial in my subordinates, and I have never used power for personal gain, and I don't know what to repay in public or private." ”

Feng Ling secretly laughed, so unreasonable, how could he ask for someone like this!

"The Captain misunderstood the meaning of the Wind Spirit." Her mind was spinning: the lieutenant was really upright, and if he had begged him for convenience, he would have refused to do so, so he had to talk to him in another way. While calculating, she said with a smile: "When the spring begins next year, all the government offices in Shazhou need to issue silk, the amount of silk is huge, and the cloth and silk weavers in our store are all excellent, and I can't be the one on my right." The wind spirit dared to recommend himself and begged the captain to ......"

"This matter is in the hands of the long history of the house, so I don't need to ask, and I will send the cloth directly to the government office to participate in the selection." Fu Yanyan interrupted her words stiffly, paused, and said with a gentle breath: "If your cloth and silk fabric are really good, it will definitely not be buried, and it will definitely stand out." ”

Sure enough, Feng Ling sighed exaggeratedly in his heart, and continued: "What Feng Ling asks for is a fair choice, if there are no secret ways, Ming Pan will not lose to others." ”

Fu Yanyan nodded solemnly, "Gu Niangzi is too worried, just send the cloth." ”

She has full confidence in the quality of her own cloth, but she is suffering from not being selected, she has to spend a lot of money to accompany a lot of smiling faces, begging for Suo Shen to go up and down to do a little bit in the field, after layers of exploitation, it is not yet possible to ensure that he can participate in the selection, and now he has said that he wants to choose the selection impartially, and this matter has become eight or nine times ten, Feng Ling is happy in his heart, and he can't help but smile at him.

At that moment, the wind was smooth, and he explained in detail the methods of dealing with those tenants and Suo Shenjin to Fu Yanyan. Fu Yanyan lowered his body forward, frowned and listened carefully for a moment, and the tightened brow gradually dispersed. This method made her explain it thoroughly, but it was extremely simple, but Suo Shenjin, like herself, never paid attention to the trivial livelihoods of the poor people.

Feng Ling finished speaking in one breath, and smiled sideways at him, her eyes shining brightly with the water vapor coming out of the small clay pot. She was stunned for a moment, her cunning and slightly untamed look was déjà vu, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Do you understand?" Fu Yanyan's stunned was suddenly interrupted by her, and he felt rude, and nodded his head a few times to cover it up, and found an excuse in his heart, brushing away his previous doubts: he entered the Xuanjia camp when he was a teenager, and for more than ten years, he was surrounded by men, and women had never seen a few, and where did he come from, he thought it was the charcoal stove on the food table that was dazzling.

The two agreed, their hearts were relaxed, and they were diligent, and poured three or four times of wine for him, but unfortunately until he got up to say goodbye, he still didn't praise a word of good wine. After he left, Feng Ling looked at the empty wine jug, pursed his lips, and said to himself, "I wasted a pot of fine wine." ”

She originally wanted to ask Ah Mi to get another pot to drink, thinking that there was still something important to discuss with the Buddha slave, and the matter was urgent, so she had to give up. When it comes to the throat, the "Ah Mi" was forcibly changed to "Buddha slave".