"Stop, what to run? Come back! Feng Yong drank the younger sister who had slipped to the door.

The younger sister walked back slowly, with her head down, her hands kept twisting the corners of her clothes, looking like she had done something wrong.

I didn't say anything, what's the matter with your appearance?

was already in a bad mood, and this hot day made people even more irritable, but when he saw his sister's appearance, Feng Yong smiled instead: "What are you panicking about?" I won't eat you! ”

The younger sister raised her head timidly, and quickly lowered her head.

"Go, bring me my fishing rod and go fishing with me."

"Lord, it's almost time to eat, why don't you go out after eating?" My sister plucked up the courage to ask.

His family's chicken industry began to get on the right track, and Feng Yong changed the two meals a day to three meals a day. Anyway, there were few people in the family, and the food was enough, so the housekeeper didn't say anything after silently calculating an account.

Three meals a day is something that only rich and noble people do, and there are also three meals a day in the house, the main family is purely full, and the farmers on the village are quietly spreading the gossip, but Feng Yong said that I am happy Who can control me?

"I'm not in the mood, what to eat, don't go quickly."

After waiting for most of the day, the person who was waiting for had not come, Feng Yong stretched his waist, decided not to wait any longer, and took his sister straight to his fishing treasure.

"It's still comfortable to come out!" Lying on the grass by the river, with the willow shade above his head, a wet and cool feeling rushed from the river, Feng Yong let out a sigh.

The younger sister was trying hard to put on the bait, then put the fishing line out, and said to Feng Yong: "Lord, it's too hot now, and there are no fish to eat." ”

Feng Yong pursed his lips, too lazy to talk to this uneducated stupid girl.

The fun of fishing for cultural people, which is fishing, not fishing, doesn't understand when I tell her.

Under the shade of the willows and outside the shade of the willows are completely two worlds, Feng Yong was a little confused by the wind, turned over and instructed his sister: "Go, drive the cicadas from the tree for me, it's so noisy that people can't sleep." ”

I was worried that I didn't sleep well all night, and this morning I sat and waited for a long time, and Zhao Guang, who came to eat and drink on time almost on time on weekdays, did not show up today, which made Feng Yong a little disappointed, but he felt that it was expected.

After all, it was the Guan family who was offended, and it is estimated that he was also in a dilemma on both sides, so he had to hide at home and not go out, so as not to be embarrassed.

Physically and mentally exhausted, and now that he finally felt a little sleepy, Feng Yong planned to lie down under the tree and sleep for a day.

"The world is like a chess game, people are like children, people are like children, who is ......"

When the younger sister finally drove away all the cicadas in the nearby trees, Feng Yonggang closed his eyes and wanted to sleep well, but singing sounded not far away.

The song is distant and ancient, but in the ears of the sleepy Feng Yong, it is a noise that is more piercing than the sound of cicadas.

Who the hell is this? Is there any public morality when people sleep noisy during naptime?

The singing was getting louder and louder, and the direction of the people who came sounded like they were passing by Feng Zhuang from the side of the CD official road, Feng Yong covered his ears irritably, just hoping that the madman who was singing on the road in the middle of the day would leave quickly.

After a while, the singing not only did not disappear with the distance of pedestrians as imagined, but became clearer and clearer, and even had a sense of proximity.

"Lord Sovereign, the man is here." The younger sister shouted in a bit of a panic.

Kicking your nose in the face?

Feng Yong sat up and looked, and sure enough, the person who was singing not far away had already gotten off the official road and was walking in his direction. After walking a few more steps, he could finally see the appearance of the person who came, about forty, his steps were frivolous, the crown on his head was already crooked, and it looked like he was about to fall off at any time, he didn't go to straighten it, but the baby in his arms was also holding a big wine gourd, and from time to time he poured a mouthful, his coat was half-undone, and there were a lot of wine stains on his chest.

It's a complete drunkard!

"It's a hot summer, it's really hot. Xiaoyou is so comfortable, don't you mind the old man resting here for a while, right? The person who came had a drunken flush on his face, and after finishing speaking, he didn't care whether Feng Yongtong agreed or not, and sat down about three feet away from Feng Yong half-smoked and half-drunk.

I said I mind, would you just roll?

Feng Yong's nose moved, and the smell of sour vinegar that seemed to have expired rushed straight to his nostrils, and he moved quietly into the distance at the moment.

"Xiao Langjun, do you think I'm not dressed properly?" The visitor looked at Feng Yong with drunken eyes, burped a wine, and smelled a smell of sour wine from a distance.

To say that you are not dressed properly is to lift you up, is it simply sloppy?

"Sir is a celebrity and a gentleman, this is not untidy, but unruly. Presumably, Mr. is also an unworldly person. ”

Disgusting is disgusting, but the sycophants still have to be filmed. In these years, the people who can wear crowns are basically officials, and this official, when he is forbidden, he can drink alcohol, after all, at this time, as long as there is a way, you can still get alcohol, but Liu Bei has not yet buried You are running around the world as an official, Feng Yong can only say: rbq, rbq.

The person who came laughed, pointed at Feng Yong and said: "Sure enough, it is a clever word to make Feng Langjun, I can't complain that even a character like Zhuge Kongming will be attracted to your way." ”

This kills a thousand knives!

Feng Yongdeng's eyes changed color, and his eyes were round: "Why is the noble person insulting people too much?" ”

Hearing that Fourteen Lang scolding like this yesterday, Feng Yong was not worried at all, but now that he heard this guy say the same, Feng Yong couldn't wait to press this drunkard directly to the bottom of the river, so that he would never be able to float up.

Liu Bei's army was defeated, almost every family in Shuzhong has filial piety, how many ordinary people have not scolded Liu Bei? But is there a hairy use? These Qiantou without any rights have never been regarded as the same thing. But if the scholars scold, it will be different, that is, to shake the foundation of the rule, and even be engraved in the history books, and after death, they will be pulled out from time to time to whip the corpse, just ask you are afraid?

Why? The reason is very simple, because the scholars have the right to speak, and if you say you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, if you can't do it, you can't do it, and if you can't do it, you can't do it.

In the same way, Shishilang said that if it is good, it is the steward of the Guan family, and if it is not good, it is a servant, even if he scolds to death, Feng Yong is not afraid, because it will not harm his reputation, and if you dare to scold in front of me, I will dare to make you, and others will have nothing to say.

But if all the officials who were the representatives of the Shi clan said such things, then Feng Yong's reputation would be decided. How vicious! Since then, he has been saddled with the name of a villain who tells right and wrong, and he can't wash it off.

So the pit dug by Zhuge Old Demon is really deep!

The drunk man was not afraid, took a sip of wine as if no one was around, turned his head away, and didn't look at Feng Yong: "I just came over, saw you lying peacefully, and said that you can still be so calm and calm at this time when the catastrophe is approaching, but I don't think I think I will look down on you." It seems that the so-called 'young heroes' are nothing more than exaggeration. ”

Feng Yong was so angry that he trembled, how good would it be if he had a brick in his hand? Just smash it directly on this guy's head, and destroy the corpse on the spot!

first said that Feng Yong was a villain, and then openly doubted Zhuge Old Demon's evaluation - either Feng Yong was not worthy of this evaluation, or Feng Yong told a lie. Either way, Feng Yong's reputation will stink forever.

In this era when fame is more important than life, a person who has a little face would rather commit suicide than live with a notorious reputation. Even if Feng Yong is thick-skinned and can live with a bad reputation, he will definitely live an extremely hard life.

The most typical example is Liu Bei.

Liu Bei was able to win the rivers and mountains of Shu Han, and the name of benevolence was indispensable. Although the enemies are saying that he is hypocritical, as long as he can have a good reputation, how can he be hypocritical? Liu Bei said that even if he is hypocritical for a lifetime, he is willing!

"The nobleman has such a big tone, and he doesn't know his name?"

Steady, steady......

Feng Yong was secretly admonishing himself to find out the details of the enemy first, and not to be impulsive - if it was a not very important character, see how Lao Tzu killed him! The reputation of a bad person is like killing parents!