"Brother, why are you in a daze here?"

Feng Yongzheng was immersed in his emotional world and couldn't extricate himself, and Zhao Guang's voice rang out suddenly, pulling him back into the real world.

Feng Yong wiped the corners of his eyes, well, it was dry, not wet.

"Oh, I'm thinking about something."

"What do you think about so much?"

Zhao Guang came over very gossipy.

"Erlang, I want to ask you something." Feng Yong hesitated for a moment, as if he was organizing his language, and after a long while, he continued, "If you say, I mean if, one day, the Huyi and barbarians from all directions will enter my Central Plains and slaughter my Han people, what should you do?" ”

Zhao Guang smiled and said, "Why is my brother suffering from hysteria again?" How did this day come about? The Quartet Huyi are all concubines of the Han Dynasty, dare to do this? ”

"What if? What if that happens? Feng Yong asked without giving up, "Then Nanzhong, isn't it the other way around?" ”

"What if," Zhao Guang thought for a moment and said indifferently, "Those who dare to offend the Han will be killed, won't it be over?" Besides, Nanzhong is simply a barren land, what kind of Central Plains is it? The elder brother was too worried. ”

it! Your breath is so awesome! I like it, though!

Feng Yong laughed and gave a thumbs up.

These days, CD City is a bit lively. The reason for the incident is that a few days ago, His Majesty, who has always been a good baby, issued an edict: I remember the past achievements of the ministers, and I want to reward the nobles with the land of Hanzhong.

According to everyone's understanding, the emperor has just ascended to the throne and wants to win the hearts of the people, so he wants to find a reason to reward us. But I still thought too little, I didn't expect that there was no extra land in Shuzhong, and finally wanted to use the shabby place in Hanzhong to coax us!

What kind of place is that in Hanzhong? In addition to the big soldiers led by Wei Hanzhong, how many people can be left? Besides, the land there has been barren for so long, and if you want to re-cultivate, I'm afraid it won't take three or five years? No one clears the wasteland, no one farms, and you have to pay for grain, your majesty, isn't it trying to trap us?

So while this will had not yet been decided, some old ministers ran to His Majesty the Emperor to cry poor, saying Your Majesty, this is not appropriate! We all followed the first emperor to fight so hard, you can't treat us like this!

His Majesty the Emperor was also very embarrassed, and said that you don't know, how can I do the current state affairs? Isn't it all my father's idea? Of course, how could a wise person like Xiangfu commit such confusion, someone must have said something clever in his ear. Do you want to persuade your father to change his mind?

At the same time, a certain emperor was secretly proud in his heart: Let you be a clever villain and rob my sister-in-law again!

When most people heard this, they immediately revered. But there are also one or two who relied on their old qualifications and really went to the Prime Minister's Mansion. For example, Liu Yan, the marquis of Duxiang, is regarded as Liu Bei's same surname and clan, and his status is second only to Li Yan. He himself is very pompous and likes luxury and luxury, and now that he has come out like this, doesn't this make him bleed? If you have less money, how can you support the dozens of young and beautiful maids in the house?

Seeing Liu Yan crying there with a handful of snot and tears, Zhuge Liang was extremely bored and only told him to hurry up.

Lao Tzu is trying to persuade everyone to be thrifty, and you are singing songs for me every night, isn't this a slap in the face? If it weren't for the fact that you are an old minister who has followed the first emperor all your life, and you are the same sect as the first emperor, you would have been dealt with a long time ago!

Liu Yan, who sympathized with the failure, was kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion in this way, and after all the civil officials learned the news, they were all gritting their teeth, which bastard gave the Prime Minister such a bad idea of having a son without PY?

Compared with Wenchen's side to launch a representative like Liu Yan to wipe his tears from the prime minister and ask for sympathy, the military generals are much more low-key, and those who feel that they have status and may be rewarded by the emperor will go to Zhao's mansion to probe the wind and ask if this matter is so decided? Is it possible to turn around? As for going to the Prime Minister's Mansion, they definitely wouldn't dare.

Zhao Yun, who is now the leader of the largest army, sneered at them, saying that the prime minister is fair and strict, when did he pit his own people? If you really don't want it, don't regret it when the edict comes!

When the generals heard General Zhao say this from the Zhao Mansion, they all secretly pondered it, listening to what General Zhao meant, it seems that there is something good in it? But it seems that it is obviously a blood loss, how can it be beneficial? It can't be that a smart person like the prime minister wants to cheat the hard-earned money of these reckless people, right?

When Feng Yong got the news from Zhao Guang's mouth, he was so frightened that he almost peed!

Zhuge old demon wants to pit me again?

Yes, he came up with the idea, but what about the eight-ox plow? What about the prisoners? There are no eight-oxen plows, no prisoners, and the heroes of the reclamation are the heroes. On the contrary, with the eight oxen plough and the surrender of prisoners, it is to benefit the heroes! If the two conditions are missing, the conclusion is the opposite, you know? Have you never done a math demonstration problem?

In the current situation, those people know that he came up with the idea, and there is no place to bury him, then it is better to say!

So, this time, Lao Tzu, is he trying to save himself?

Feng Tu said he was very sad.

The time soon came when the rice was ripe, and Feng Tu still didn't come up with a way, so he had to shrink into his house every day, and he was no longer willing to take a step out of Zhuangzi.

Fengzhuang's bumper harvest this year has become a foregone conclusion. In the first half of the year, Shuzhong was ripe and the wheat was harvested, and in the second half of the year, Fengzhuang was ripe and the millet was harvested.

Seeing that the grain is not only a lot taller than others, but even the ears of grain are bigger than others, fuller, and drooping greatly, the villagers of Fengzhuang smile every day.

In particular, the plot of land that had been sprinkled with farm manure had been privately used by the farmers as the next year's grain, and they almost didn't fence it off. Not only are there people squatting and watching in the ground from time to time during the day, but there are also two earth dogs tied to the ground to stare at the ground at night - I am afraid that someone from other villages will steal their treasures.

Feng Yong scoffed at the behavior of his own villagers, but at the same time he was very interested in the harvesting rituals of the Han Dynasty.

Unlike later generations, when they saw their crops ripe, they directly started harvesting, and the harvest at this time was a very solemn thing, perhaps because of the lack of food?

A few days before the crops were ripe, the housekeeper would run to someone to count the days to see which day was suitable for opening the sickle, and then on the day of the calculation, he would invite a few witches and wizards to dance on the ground, yes, in Feng Yong's eyes, it was Jumpy - although the housekeeper said that it was a request to God.

When they finished jumping, Feng Yong, as the head of the family, began to appear, raised the torch tied with orange poles, circled around the ground, and finally picked up a sickle to cut the first handful of grain, indicating that the harvest had officially begun.

The farmers behind him rushed into the rice fields with scythes, bent down and began to harvest the rice.

The first piece of land harvested in Fengzhuang this year is the key protected land, which is the grain of the whole village people next year.