Thinking of this, Feng Yong directly put the notebook into his arms.

Experienced really? .avi the secret affair, Feng Yong couldn't help but feel hot in his heart whenever he thought of Guan Ji's style.

Black and white is black and white, color is not important, posture is important - Guan Ji is a person who practices martial arts, and the movements that ordinary people can't do are no problem for Guan Ji at all.

Now Hanzhong has begun to work on the coloring of woolen cloth tickets, as long as the qualified paint can be made, it is a big deal to find someone to draw a color version of the booklet at that time.

After Jiang Wan explained some things to Feng Yong, he asked Jiang Bin to send him out of the house.

"My lord, Feng Junhou is gone."

After Jiang Bin came back, he said to his own adults.

Jiang Wan nodded, looked at Jiang Bin, and asked, "Don't you often say that you want to meet him?" What do you think of him when he sees him today? ”

Jiang Bin thought about it for a while, and only after a long time did he hold back a sentence, "It's pretty good." ”

"Just good?"

Jiang Wan glanced at his son and smiled.

"Treat people well, and the rest of the children can't see it for a while."

Jiang Bin replied honestly.

Jiang Wan nodded and said, "Yes, after all, it's just a one-sided acquaintance, and it's understandable that you can't see it for a while." ”

Thinking of all the strange things he saw in Nanxiang, he agreed a little with Jiang Bin's words in his heart: This Feng Mingwen, if he hadn't gotten along for a long time, would have been difficult to understand him.

Seeing a little hesitation on his son's face, he wondered in his heart, "What? What else? ”

"My lord, that's right. Then Feng Junhou, if you want me to go to Yue with him, what do you think? ”

Jiang Bin remembered what Feng Yong had said to him at the door, and finally asked.

Jiang Wan saw the look on Jiang Bin's face, and his heart cleared, "Do you want to go?" ”

"The child is sixteen, it's time to go out and have a look."

Jiang Bin was indeed a little moved.

Jiang Wan smiled and shook his head, "If it was before, Feng Mingwen mentioned this matter, it would be fine. But now, it's clear that he's trying to repay me for agreeing to be a matchmaker for him. If you go, won't you become a coercion of kindness? This is not a gentleman's doing, so let's do it. ”

Jiang Bin listened, his face showed a slight look of disappointment, but he also knew that what the adult said was the truth, so he nodded immediately, "What the adult said is reasonable." ”

"If you really want to be a good person, I have an idea."

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"Hanzhong Metallurgical in Nanxiang, Hanzhong, there will be a vacancy for the supervisor soon, you can try it."

When Jiang Bin heard this, he asked with some surprise: "The supervisor of Hanzhongye is not ......?"

"Yes, that's right." Jiang Wan nodded, "Feng Langjun was originally a prisoner, but now that he is a prince and a prince, it is impossible for him to serve as a prisoner again." Also, if you really want to know Feng Langjun, it would be best to go to Nanxiang to have a look. ”

"But Hanzhong Metallurgical is subordinate to the Inner Government ......"

Jiang Wan looked hesitant.

The inner palace is owned by the imperial palace, and serving as a prisoner is equivalent to selling himself to the royal family.

Selling goods to the emperor's house is normal.

But the current Han is not a normal phenomenon, because the current emperor is not a good buyer.

"Your Majesty is still Your Majesty, after all, the Son of Heaven is surnamed Liu."

Jiang Wan looked out of the door, there was no focus in his eyes, and suddenly said something very inexplicable.

There is still a sentence in his deepest heart that has not been said: and the prime minister will only be the Duke of Yiyin Zhou, not Wang Mang or Cao Cao.

If the prime minister had a little bit of his thoughts, at this time, he should take advantage of the victory of the Southern Expedition and the growing prestige to step up the cultivation of his cronies, instead of sleeping at night and working on state affairs.

It's not that he thinks day and night for the Northern Expedition to swallow Wei, and he is worried - Wei is ten times more than Han, how can swallowing Wei be so easy to swallow?

The first emperor entrusted the prime minister with state affairs, and in less than four years, the prime minister's temples have begun to turn white, so you can imagine how much effort the prime minister has put into it in the past few years?

It's not something he can do if he wants to.

As Jiang Wan, who always follows the prime minister, he understands one thing better.

That is, in the current Prime Minister's Mansion, whether it is Xiang Lang, Yang Hong, Zhang Yi, or Ma Yan, himself, and Yang Yi and others, although they are all people valued by the Prime Minister.

But if one is pulled out alone, no matter who it is, it will not have the ability and prestige to stand out among the crowd and convince everyone.

Whether this is intentional or unintentional to cause the current situation, but at present, in Jiang Wan's own opinion, after the prime minister, there should be no one who can reach the level of the prime minister.

The prime minister should not leave such a figure either.

So in the end, the Son of Heaven is pro-government, and that is inevitable.

It's just that Jiang Wanzi won't say these shocking words, but just said to his son, "You are sixteen years old, don't worry, go to Nanxiang first, and talk about it after two years of training." ”

"Yes, sir."

Jiang Bin is filial by nature, and he has no choice but to respond at the moment.

After Feng Yong left Jiang's mansion, he was about to go out of the city, only to see a stumbling gentleman standing at the gate of the city, his face was like jade, his eyebrows were like a sword, and his body was like a jade tree.

Many of the people who entered and exited the city gates, even men, paid their respects to him.

Not to mention those women and girls, when they saw him, their hearts were pounding.

Just when many people were wondering which family such a handsome Langjun was the king and grandson of the nobleman, or the son of the family, they saw that Langjun's eyes suddenly lit up, stepped forward, and saluted deeply to a Langjun with a plain face: "I have seen Feng Langjun." ”

Feng Yongshi didn't expect to meet Mi Zhao here.

"Why is Mi Langjun here?"

A month ago, Mi Zhao affectionately called Feng Yong his brother, but at this time, the two were already estranged.

"Deliberately waiting for Feng Langjun here. I want to invite Feng Langjun to a banquet, I wonder if Feng Langjun can spare time? ”

Mi Zhao's face showed a little apologetic, and at the same time a little longing.

"I'm busy, I'm afraid I don't have that much time."

Feng Yong said indifferently.

"Don't dare to delay Feng Langjun for too long. I heard that Feng Langjun recently wanted to discuss marriage, and there were exactly ten geese in his hand, all of which were intact and were now being kept at home. If Feng Langjun does not give up, he can become a gentleman's beauty. ”

Mi Zhao said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Feng Yong's heart moved.

It's easy to shoot a wild goose, but it's not easy to catch it alive without getting harmed.

Although it is not difficult to find a qualified wild goose with your current ability, it always takes some time.

Getting married to Guan Ji is naturally as soon as possible, so if someone sends Dayan to the door now, it will save him a lot of effort.

"That's fine, so be it. Where is the feast? ”

For the sake of the wild goose, Feng Yong made a reluctant appearance.

"There is a Yipin Pavilion in the city, please Feng Langjun move a little."

"Okay, lead the way."

It's just that when Mi Zhao led Feng Yong to that Yipin Pavilion, Feng Yong couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Isn't this Jade Yao Pavilion?"

A month ago, it was here that I smashed the façade.

And Mi Zhao is the one who ignites the fire.

Looking at Mi Zhao, I saw an embarrassed look on his face, "Jincheng has long lost the Yuyao Pavilion, and now this pavilion is called Yipin Pavilion." ”

"That's ......" Feng Yong touched his chin, "What about the girl inside?" ”

"Yun Yirong's lady has changed her name, her name is Xie Qing."

The embarrassment on Mi Zhao's face was even stronger.

"I see." Feng Yong nodded, just looking at Mi Zhao's expression a little strange.

You had the idea to let me smash this attic a month ago, and you invited me to dinner here a month later?

Hehe!

"Then let's go in and have a look."

Yipin Pavilion is obviously not open today, and the entire pavilion, except for the occasional slave who can be seen passing by, has no guests.

Mi Zhao led Feng Yong to a small, exquisitely furnished cabinet on the second floor of the attic, where he sat and could see the entire street outside.

I have to say that the location of this Yipin Pavilion is really a prime location.

The table was full of all kinds of dishes, but Feng Yong couldn't look at it, so he put some in his mouth at random, put down the chopsticks, and asked, "Why did you invite me?" Now it can be said. ”

Feng Yong still didn't believe that Mi Zhao was just to send wild geese.

Mi Zhao personally held the spoon and scooped a bowl of soup for Feng Yong, and then said, "Feng Langjun, can you let Zhao whisper?" ”

Feng Yong looked at the subordinates around him and said to them, "You guys go out first." ”

"Princes can't!"

Sure enough, the ministry strongly objected.

When he was assassinated in Nanzhong, Feng Yong's troops were ruthlessly cleaned up by Guan Ji.

In addition, now Feng Yong's identity has become a prince, so the trilogy has to be more cautious, some people are left under the first floor, and some people are left on the second floor, and this small cabinet must also follow people.

"You're just waiting outside."

Feng Yong waved his hand, "Don't worry, Mi Langjun won't dare to blatantly harm me." ”

When Mi Zhao heard this, his face was extremely bitter.

The trilogy couldn't resist Feng Yong, so he had to take a vigilant look at Mi Zhao, and then slowly retreated.

"Do it first!"

Mi Zhao raised the bowl, took the soup inside as wine, and drank it all.

Feng Yong took a sip and found that the soup was sour and astringent, and perhaps the only reason why people felt that it was in the mouth was that they could smell a faint smell of wine.

"It's ...... Moromio? ”

Feng Yong muttered to himself suspiciously, but he didn't like to drink, and he also liked to drink sweet when he drank mash in his previous life, so this kind of thing naturally couldn't get into his eyes.

Mi Zhao didn't care whether Feng Yong drank the contents of the bowl or not, he poured another bowl for himself, and then said with a wry smile, "According to the knowledge, the last thing was not done authentically, so this bowl is self-punishment and a crime for the prince." ”

As he spoke, he drank it dry again.

Pour another bowl.

"The prince will get married soon, and I am afraid that I will not be able to come to the door to congratulate him in person, this bowl is to congratulate the prince in advance!"

Looking at Mi Zhao's sad and astringent face, Feng Yong sighed lightly, "Why bother? ”

Mi Zhao shook his head and sighed, "Everyone in the world says that I was born in a royal family, which is a blessing. But who knows what I'm suffering for? ”

As he spoke, he drank another bowl of it.

It seems that he really drank this mash as wine.

The Mi family was born tied to the royal family.

It can be said that the rise and fall of the Mi family depends on the degree of favor of the saints.

Other families may still have the opportunity to vote for the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the Mi family can't.

So there are many times when the Mi family has to help the palace do some things that are inconvenient to do.

"Do you know what the ten geese in my hand are going to be used for?"

"Wild geese, naturally, are used to discuss relatives."

"That's right, it's indeed used to discuss marriage, but does the prince know who I'm going to discuss with?"

Mi Zhao looked at Feng Yong steadily.

"Who?"

Feng Yong asked casually regardless of Mi Zhao's gaze.

It can't be Guan Ji anyway.

"There were already several, but recently there was another one."

"Oh, that's a good thing. A good woman asks for a few families, isn't it the same way around? Good Langjun will naturally have many requests. ”

Feng Yong smiled faintly.

"Recently, this family is the little lady of the Zhang family."

Mi Zhao didn't care about Feng Yong's ridicule, he still looked at Feng Yong steadily, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Feng Yong's face froze, and the smile on his face froze.

"The little lady of the Zhang family? Which one? ”

"Naturally, it's Zhang of Zhang Xixianghou."

Mi Zhao smiled, and drank a bowl of mash again, only to feel indescribably bitter, "I heard that this was proposed by Zhang Xiaoniang herself." ”

Feng Yong's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it hurt a little, "And then?" You gave me the geese, what are you going to do? ”

"I sent the wild goose to the prince, so naturally I don't want to talk about marriage for the time being."

Mi Zhao shook his head with a wry smile.

If it is forgivable to offend this person in the past, then if he really dares to agree to marry Zhang Xiaoniang at this time, I am afraid that it will offend him to death.

Clever words make Feng Langjun ruthless, but it's really not just casual talk.

Liao Li who was exiled to Wenshan, Xu Xun who had his leg broken, the family who was bleeding from the pit in Shuzhong, countless unjust souls under the ground of Hanzhong, and the barbarians who were scared and trembling by the ghost king......

They all want to express their opinions on this.

To tell the truth, if you look at these days, if you don't feel stunned in your heart, it is really a lie.

I saw Feng Yong's face relaxed, nodded, and agreed, "Remember that there was a statistic in Nanxiang last year?" This woman, who got married two or three years later, is good for her health. Zhang Xiaoniang got married later, which is also excellent......"

When he said this, Lao Feng felt that his face was slightly hot.

Sometimes, even if you don't drink, you get drunk.

Mi Zhao felt as if he was already drunk, and when he saw the change in the expression on Feng Yong's face, he couldn't help but have the audacity to say disdainfully: Phew!

It's just that he thinks like this in his heart, but he doesn't dare to show it on his face.

"Feng Junhou, Nan Zhongye sees that it is about to be established, and he is not talented, and he wants to invite himself to be a supervisor there, what do you think?"

Mi Zhao asked cautiously.

"Nanzhong Metallurgical Supervision Order? It's not a matter in the inner house, ask me what to do......"

When Feng Yong said this, when he saw Mi Zhao's expression, he suddenly understood in his heart.

Nanzhong is still a wild place, and Mi Zhao is actually equivalent to self-exile by doing so.

Just look at Liao Li, how far is Wenshan County from Shu County? This is already an exile.

And Nanzhong, I don't know how many times worse than the environment of Wenshan, I can't say, if you accidentally contract the plague, that is, there is death and no life.

"Mi Langjun is a relative of the emperor, why is this?"

Feng Yong swore that he was sincerely persuading.

What's more, Mi Zhao's identity is also Adou's cousin! If you really want to run away to Nanzhong because you were forced to run away, what will others think of you?

Wouldn't that be one more sentence?

Will you declare the customs clearance? 8)