"Call him tomorrow."

Feng Yong nodded and agreed.

If this He Wulang Wuxing Governor is appointed, he will definitely not be able to come over.

After all, he could have been considered a magistrate by then—although that place in Fuxian County was now of little use except for collecting wool.

But you, a local governor, don't stay in the place where you govern, but go to Hanzhong, hundreds of miles away, to chat with people, what do you want to do?

But it was precisely because that place could only collect wool at the moment that Feng Yong couldn't get around, and he had to come over to visit.

But this He Wulang, I don't know what kind of nomination he has done, can let Zhuge Old Demon put him in such an important place?

In this, it is estimated that there is also the credit of Li Yi, right?

Or, the Li family in Nanzhong also made a hard effort?

Feng Yong glanced at Li Yi with some suspicion, and asked casually: "How is Wenxuan and the little lady of the He family progressing?" ”

"Brother Lao is worried, my lord just wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that he was planning to discuss with the third room of the He family, and first set a marriage."

Li Yi's face was slightly shy.

Put the girl master!

Feng Yong sighed, he is really still a weak chicken!

Guan Ji is dangling in front of her every day, but she has only developed to the point of pulling her little hands, and if she wants to go further, she can't do it.

When he sent Guan Ji back to the post house in Yang'an Pass, he said cheaply, "Where the sun and the moon shine and the rivers go, they are all Han soil." ”

Then Guan Ji grabbed the conversation and said, "If one day, Lang Jun can really fulfill his promise, the concubine body is to kowtow for Lang Jun, and she is also willing." ”

This kind of main strategy mission is really hell-level.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you have to wait until the revival of the Han Dynasty to mention marrying her, after all, she just said kowtow, and didn't say about marrying.

But just like today's bird, the big man has not even been able to completely settle down in his last territory, the acre and three points of land in Shuzhong, how can you call Feng Yong to open his mouth?

At the very least, you have to wait for Zhuge Old Demon to calm Nanzhong, right?

Otherwise, where do you tell the traverser's face to go?

"In this way, I really want to congratulate Wen Xuan. Call him tomorrow, and in two days I will go out. ”

"Little brother understands."

He Wulang forgot his single name, and he was a chubby fat man, fatter than Adou, and his round face looked very happy.

If it weren't for Li Yi bringing him over and saying that he was He Jiawulang, Feng Yong felt that he was more like a stupid son of an old man in the countryside.

When you see people, you will smile, and when you smile, your eyes will narrow into a slit, which is a bit silly.

There is no trace of the demeanor of the family's son-in-law at all.

"He Shensi has seen Feng Langjun."

The little fat man was very polite, and as soon as he saw Feng Yong, he directly saluted.

"He Langjun doesn't need to be like this, just sit."

There was no one else in the council room, it was Li Yi, and after bringing people over, he went out directly.

"Thank you, Feng Langjun."

He Wulang bowed again, and then sat down.

It doesn't look like I'm not used to sitting on a chair at all, and I guess I don't sit less in my own home.

After Amei brought the soup, she closed the door when she went out.

Now the weather in Hanzhong has begun to get colder, and if you don't close the door, the cold wind outside will pour in, making it impossible for people to talk well.

"The hut is simple, I hope He Langjun doesn't mind."

Watching He Wulang pick up the bowl and take a sip of hot water, Feng Yong said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, a mouthful of hot soup is enough to ward off the cold."

He Wulang put down the bowl and said with a smile.

This guy has neither the gentle and elegant demeanor of some family members, nor the delicate appearance of some family children, he is completely different.

"He Langjun came here this time, I don't know what it was for?"

The chair he had just sat on was a little cold, and Feng Yong was a little uncomfortable, so he twisted his body invisibly.

"I want to ask for something with Feng Langjun."

"Oh, He Langjun must have seen it when he entered this village, even the place where he lives is a thatched house, is there anything else He Langjun can see?"

Feng Yong said jokingly.

"Where Feng Langjun is, there are many treasures!"

He Wulang looked at Feng Yong, still with that harmless smile, but the words he said were not simple, "So I came here to seek treasure." ”

"How do I not know what I have in my treasure?"

Feng Yong felt that it was a little interesting, and remembered what Zhao Guang said to himself when he first came to Fengzhuang, which was basically the same meaning.

"I heard that Feng Langjun has a thousand-character text, which is a masterpiece for children, so I think about it carefully."

I thought it was about wool, but I didn't expect it to say a thousand-character text that Feng Yong didn't expect.

"This matter is easy to hear, Wen Xuan also took a copy from me at the beginning, He Langjun is good friends with Wen Xuan, and directly asked him to expand a copy, so why bother?"

"There's one more thing I want to ask Feng Langjun."

"What?"

Feng Yong naturally knew that this He Jiawulang would not come to him specifically for this, this matter was actually an introduction.

"I heard that Feng Langjun planted a lot of tea trees in Jincheng?"

Feng Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, "How did He Langjun know about this?" ”

"I heard from the sixth room of the Li family."

He didn't shy away from it at all, and he still had a natural face.

"The He family has three rooms, and the Li family has six rooms. In his spare time, he heard Mrs. Li mention such a sentence casually, and then Shen Si went to inquire about it, and learned that Feng Langjun could grow tea seedlings, but I don't know if it's true or not? ”

"Naturally, it's true, I also promised Mrs. Li to give him some tea seedlings."

Feng Yong is not afraid that someone will know this, anyway, he grows tea, and he has no intention of selling it in the territory of Dahan, his real purpose is to make tea bricks and sell them to nomads.

So he is not afraid that others will also grow tea, and even the more you plant, the better.

At this point, I believe no one can guess his thoughts.

"Feng Langjun planted those tea trees, didn't he have other plans?"

He forgot a mysterious smile on his face.

it!

Feng Tuqiu, who was still proud just now, was taken aback by the fact that no one could know his thoughts, did this guy know anything?

"Hogoro, what do you want to say?"

Feng Yong settled his mind and asked how to forget.

"If Feng Langjun only grows tea for his own drinking, or only wants to serve it in the Han Dynasty, he will not send the tea seedlings to Li Taigong so happily, so after thinking about it, I feel that Feng Langjun has other plans."

This fat man has a pretty nimble mind.

"Tea soup can only be drunk by large families, and it is mostly in the south, the north and the Central Plains, which is rare. Feng Langjun planted so many tea trees by himself, and also sent Li Taigong tea seedlings, thinking that he needed a lot of tea, and it must not only be for his own use or for the territory of Dahan. ”

Why don't you forget to say this, and then look at Feng Yong's expression.

Feng Yong's face was slightly gloomy, this He forgot to say the four words in the Han Dynasty twice in a row, which was already very revealing.