It's just that before he could figure it out, he only heard Zhuge Liang ask again, "They sent people thousands of miles away to send you gifts, which is to recognize your kindness to their tribe, did you return the gift at that time?" ”

"What gift in return?"

Feng Yong became more and more dazed.

"Gifts are still exchanged!" The prime minister of the Han Dynasty said bitterly, "Only by having contacts can we deepen our affection." People give gifts thousands of miles, don't you show it at all? ”

Feng Yong muttered in his heart, why did the prime minister care so much about this wandering Hu tribe?

No matter how slow he reacted, he also figured out some flavors, could it be that Cheng Cheng already had an idea relative to Liangzhou?

"No ......"

As soon as Feng Yong spit out a word, he saw the Han Prime Minister cast a stern gaze.

So he hurriedly added, "Wasn't Erlang stationed in Fu County at that time?" Although I didn't return the gift with my own hands, Jiro asked the messenger to bring a down jacket back. ”

When Zhuge Liang heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, "Erlang is a person who knows etiquette after all." ”

Fart!

He just fell in love with those furs, and cut off Lao Tzu's beard halfway, because he was a thief, so he gave someone a down jacket back.

It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as he mentions it, Feng Yong will curse in his heart.

Thinking of the rare red fox fur coat on Huang Wudie's body, he gritted his teeth in his heart - it should have been worn on his own fine gentleman.

"Do you have any other news to communicate with other than this one?"

"It's gone."

Feng Yong shook his head.

After the bald Khotan stood in his tribe and settled down, he could still send someone to deliver a letter, which was already a rare and trustworthy person, which was very unexpected for Feng Yong.

Moreover, from the news sent by the messenger, Feng Yong also knew that their tribe currently had to rely on Cao thieves to live in peace.

From the land of Xiqiang to Fu County, the road is already far away, and it is controlled by Cao thieves, so it is naturally impossible for the bald Khotan to contact him from time to time.

"How can the Prime Minister be so interested in these old things?"

Seeing the look of disappointment on Zhuge Liang's face, Feng Yong finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhuge Liang sighed slightly, "This time the Cao thief reinforcements from Xiliang heard that there are bald Xianbei elite cavalry, and their troops are brave, so I thought that if you can persuade him to respond to the big Han, it will be regarded as breaking one of Cao thief's arms." ”

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

When Feng Yong heard this, he realized that there was a bald department in the Cao thief reinforcements in Liangzhou? That's a bit of a coincidence.

It's just that he thought about it for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Even if it is the Qiang Hu of Longyou, it is only when the Han Dynasty has a dominant position that they will gather to support the Han Dynasty." ”

"This bald department is Xianbei, in the land of Xiqiang, it is already controlled by Cao thieves. If the Han can enter Liangzhou now, then I am still somewhat sure of persuading the bald Khotan to respond to the righteousness. But in today's situation, it's a bit difficult. ”

"After all, their tribe is still in Xiqiang, if they oppose the Cao thief in front of the battle, the clansmen who stay in Xiqiang are only afraid that there will be a disaster of war, so in the eternal thought, even if the bald Khotan is grateful to me, he will not dare to oppose the Cao thief now."

Although he had only dealt with the bald Khotanli once, from this person's words and deeds, Feng Yong could see that this person had a lot of means and extraordinary ambitions.

Think about his lord Tuoba Pigu again, because he is not angry with Tuoba Liwei to become the master of Tuoba Division, and he does not hesitate to lead his people to run thousands of miles, so he must be a strong-willed person.

How could he easily put his clansmen in danger because of his few words?

Zhuge Liang nodded, "This is reasonable. ”

After a while, after all, the situation was out of control, so he had to give up for the time being, and then waved his hand, "Then this matter will be discussed later, and you will go down first to get twenty military sticks." ”

When Feng Tujiao heard this, he was taken aback on the spot, "Prime Minister, why do you still want to fight?" ”

I thought you had forgotten all that!

"If I don't beat you, how can I know the law?"

Zhuge Liang had a straight face, but there was no room for accommodation.

"Remember it first, and then you won't be able to make meritorious contributions to the crime?"

"No way!"

Zhuge Liang refused in one bite.

Then he sighed again, "Ma Jian is seriously ill, and I don't know if I can survive this hurdle." If so......"

Speaking of this, he paused again, but he didn't want to say any more, and waved his hand again, "Quickly find the leader stick of Xiang Changshi!" ”

There is also a special need to beat military sticks.

Although some people don't have many military sticks, they really have to be beaten with the strength to die, even if they only have ten sticks, at least they can beat you to the core.

But even if some people are hit with twenty or thirty sticks, it can only be a flesh wound.

Feng Yong falls into the latter category.

"General Feng, please get on your side!"

The sergeant who carried out the execution said to Feng Yong very kindly.

Feng Yong lay on the couch with some trembling, and when he saw that Xiang Lang had not arrived, he quietly made friends with the executing sergeant, "This brother looks familiar, where have we met before?" ”

"General Feng has a good memory, five years ago, when the prime minister went to Guizhuang, the villain also pretended to be a farmer."

"Whew, I'll just say it!" Feng Yongyi patted the couch, "It turned out to be the tiger guard next to the prime minister, no wonder there is such a majestic posture." In this way, everyone is not an outsider, can you be merciful when you will do it? ”

The sergeant smiled generously, "Feng Langjun rest assured, the villain is the most proficient in doing this, and he knows the severity." ”

When Feng Yong heard this, his nervous mood relaxed a little, he reached out and touched it in his arms, secretly took out a few tickets, stuffed them into the other party's hands, and whispered, "Everyone has worked hard, these tickets, please help divide them when the time comes......"

The sergeant took it with a smile, and Feng Tujiao looked at it and was overjoyed.

After a while, Feng Yong, who was lying on his stomach, only saw a pair of official boots walking up to him, and someone sat down on the chair in front of him, and commanded, "Let's start." ”

"One!"

"Horn!"

"Ahh Kill! ”

I thought that if I got my ticket, I was just making a show, but I didn't expect that with a stick, Feng Yong would be beaten straight and jump up on the spot, and his mouth screamed like killing a pig.

His butt burned like a fire, and it was like being struck by lightning, and the pain was so hot that he almost fainted.

"Don't move, this is the first stick, the general endures it!"

On either side, the sergeant came and pressed his arms and legs.

"Two!"

"I CNM~"

This Nima can't help it!

The huge pain was transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and the instinctive reaction made Feng Yong unable to control his tears and snot at all, and he scolded.

"Three!"

……

Xiang Lang saw the first few sticks, Feng Yong's reaction was very big, but only halfway through the shot, Feng Yong was silent, and his body collapsed softly on the couch, but he didn't say a word.

He was shocked, and hurriedly asked the sergeant to stop first, stepped forward and asked carefully, "General Feng?" ”

Feng Yong opened his eyes and asked weakly, "Are you done?" ”

"Not yet, I saw that the general was not quite right, for fear that something would happen, so I paused for a while......"

"If you beat a military stick like this, can't you finish it in one go? Lao Tzu finally diverted his attention, ah...... It hurts me! ”

Feng Yong screamed again.

There is a type of training in the army that can temporarily distract and reduce the effects of the injury on the brain.

Feng Tujiao worked hard to weaken his painful nerve reaction, but he was suddenly pulled back to reality by Xiang Lang, and the heart of the old man in front of him was now alive.