"What's the second busy?"

Feng Yong asked.

"The affairs of the Inner Government have been increasing in the past two years, so there is a shortage of manpower, and I want to ask Feng Langjun for a favor......"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yong shook his head again and again, "How can I help with this favor?" I can't help if I want to. ”

Zhuge Old Demon took away his five hundred Nanxiang soldiers, and those younger brothers of the Xinghan Society coveted the students of their own school, and now the royal family also wants to reach out.

Lao Tzu has been saving talents for almost five years, starting from a part-time rural teacher who taught Zhuangzi's children "Thousand Character Text", and gradually saved up today's school that can barely make its own blood.

How can there be such a good thing when you just think about stretching out your hand?

Zhang Xingyi said angrily, "Can't you listen to me first?" ”

"What is there to say? Aren't you just staring at those students in Nanxiang Academy? Feng Yong waved his hand, "Everything else is easy to say, this matter is not negotiable." ”

If the royal family used those students as real talent training, then Feng Yong would not be so stingy.

But no matter whether it is the people of the Xinghan Society, or the royal people, the students who come out of the school can only be regarded as tools in their hands, and at most they are more convenient stewards and the like.

It is almost impossible for them to recognize those students as "scholars".

At least not for now.

But for Feng Yong, those students are seeds, seeds that have just sprouted but will die at any time, and he must take care of them.

This kind of thing is not urgent, but as long as it is discovered according to the current situation, these newly sprouted seeds will grow one day.

Whether it grows into grass or a tree with a crooked neck, it can eventually add a glimmer of hope to the leaders who are isolated from knowledge.

Ten years, twenty years, even thirty years later, he is only fifty years old, he can wait.

As long as you can control the direction of the development of this force, let it grow into a force that reverses the inertia of history, and let the people of the Han people completely bypass that dark history, waiting for thirty years is nothing.

"Know that those students in the academy are your treasures, and don't rob them."

Not to mention Zhang Xingyi, even Guan Ji, who is Feng Yong's pillow person, feels that the reason why Feng Yong treasures those school students is that he feels that he can use them easily.

There is a bigger reason that he is very likely to be selecting children for the teacher, to see if he can pick out the students who can inherit the teacher's knowledge.

Because as long as everyone in a small circle knows, Feng Yong's knowledge that he has written silently over the years has been packed in several large boxes.

I heard that they are all the knowledge of the teacher.

Nor did he forbid others to look at it.

But no one has ever been able to fully understand the knowledge contained in these boxes.

Even if Guan Ji secretly copied some of it back to Huang Yueying, Huang Yueying could only sigh in the end, "This is the world's peerless learning, and it is very well known." ”

In Nanxiang Academy, only students with excellent talents have the opportunity to further contact the knowledge in the box, so Guan Ji felt that Ah Lang was definitely right to select students for the teacher.

Even Guan Ji, who knows the roots, can only think of this step, let alone others.

I saw Zhang Xingyi stand up, walk to Feng Yong's side, and said coquettishly, "I have also been to Nanxiang School many times, and I know that the things taught are different. ”

"According to all these years, those students are still quite useful, but I don't know if Ah Lang has any taboos in this aspect of teaching in the academy?"

Zhang Xingyi gently pinched his sleeve and shook it gently. (Don't dare to have physical contact)

"Hmm......"

Feng Yong's eyes lit up, then he lowered his eyes again, and then the hand on the other side pinched his thigh fiercely to prevent himself from laughing.

The pain made Feng Yong's expression very serious, "What do you mean by Siniang?" ”

Zhang Xingyi looked at Feng Yong's expression and said with some caution, "The palace wants to send some people over, they all recognize a few words, and they want to learn something like those students." ”

Really!

"Why?"

Feng Yong pretended to be stupid and asked.

"Oops! It's not because of the accounts used by the various industries of the Xinghan Society, as well as the method of accounting and the way of keeping accounts, which are different from those of other families. ”

"Every time the people in the inner government go to check the accounts, if no one has personally instructed them, even if it is an old account room, they can't find the way for a long time."

"This inner mansion is getting bigger and bigger, how can it work if it continues like this? So the palace thought that it would be better to send some people to the school. ”

"When you learn those arithmetic, you won't even have to be taught to check accounts, otherwise someone really wants to do something, wouldn't the palace not know that they have suffered losses?"

Zhang Xingyi said very dissatisfied.

When Feng Yong heard this, he smiled and said, "That's evil! Who would dare to do anything in the palace tent? ”

"Even if you don't dare, the tent room in the inner house can't even read the account, isn't it a joke?" Zhang Xingyi pouted, "You just said if you can teach it, right?" ”

Feng Yong looked her up and down, "You haven't been a monk for a few days, and you've started to think so much about the palace?" ”

Zhang Xingyi saw that the soft offensive did not work, glared, and said fiercely, "Feng Langjun, please pay attention, it is Shang Gong who is talking to you now." ”

Feng Yong nodded, "Oh, okay." Since you are a Shang Gong, then we will do business. ”

"The students recruited by Nanxiang School have rules. If you want to disobey the rules in the palace and stuff people in directly, it's not impossible, but there are other conditions. ”

"On what terms?"

Learning is the most valued thing in this world, although this matter is related to the palace, Zhang Xingyi doesn't think there is anything wrong with Feng Yong saying these words.

Even emperors should have a respectful attitude towards learning.

Although the world now focuses on scriptures, it is also a university question to be able to teach the knowledge of a master of arithmetic within a few years.

What's more, Zhang Xingyi also knows that what is taught in the school should only be the foundation.

One of the most popular legends in Nanxiang School is that only the best students are qualified to access more advanced learning.

It shows that what is taught in the school is actually far from being as simple as it seems.

"It's simple. For example, there is a practice in the Xinghan Society, and those outsiders who want to use the channels of the Xinghan Society have to pay membership dues every time. ”

"Therefore, if you want to enter the academy, you have to pay an extra amount of money and food, after all, the Xixi in the academy also needs to eat!"

Feng Yong folded his fingers and calculated for her.

"No problem." Zhang Xingyi nodded, "If you want to learn knowledge, you must be indispensable." ”

Feng Yong reminded, "Don't worry about agreeing so readily, there are other conditions." ”

"In addition to the restraints, Nanxiang School is completely closed on weekdays, so they have to be provided with food, clothing, and accommodation, so they have to pay for food, clothing, accommodation, etc., right?"

"Also, the purpose of Nanxiang School is to teach without class. After the people from the palace come in, they are not allowed to reveal their identities, and the school will only regard them as ordinary students. ”

"What other students want to do, the rules they have to abide by, they must be the same, without exception, if they really violate the rules, but no matter what their identity is in the palace, they will be dealt with according to the rules of the school."

When Zhang Xingyi heard this, a somewhat embarrassed look appeared on his face, "Where you go, you have to abide by the rules, this is the reason." ”

"It's just that the people who come out of this palace always have a special identity, and I can't agree to this matter for the time being, so I have to say it to the palace first."

Feng Yong nodded, "It's right to be cautious." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Xingyi again, accentuated his tone, and instructed, "The affairs in the palace may be the most complicated thing in the world, or it may be the most dangerous thing, no matter how cautious you are, you can't overdo it." ”

Zhang Xingyi listened, his heart was slightly sweet, but he refused to forgive, "You care about me?" My sister is the queen, what are you afraid of? ”

Feng Yong sighed, "This married daughter is like ...... Ahem, that is, I care about you, that's why I mention it to you. ”

Feng Yong glanced at the door and confirmed that there was no one again, and then said cautiously, "Queen, she is the queen of the world first, and then your sister, understand?" ”

"I don't understand!" Zhang Xingyi glanced at him, "What words can't be said openly, vaguely, and incomprehensibly." ”

"If you don't understand, forget it."

Feng Yong was a little annoyed, and turned around to go out.

"Okay, okay, I see. Doesn't it mean that the sister should think about the palace first and put the royal family first? ”

Zhang Xingyi hurriedly said, "It's not okay to make a joke, it's so stingy!" Am I so calculating in your eyes? ”

Feng Yong rubbed his head and sighed, he suddenly missed the fine gentleman who was strong in martial arts, but gentle and virtuous in private.

At least Guan Ji is simpler than Siniang.

When you are happy, you will smile like a hundred flowers, and if you are not happy, you will roll up your sleeves and do it directly.

The First Northern Expedition was victorious, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty rested in Jicheng for ten days.

But the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, the prime minister Shi Xianglang, the prime minister Yang Yi and others who joined the army did not have time to rest at all.

The drought cast a dark cloud over the war-torn sky over Longyou.

It was necessary to transport grain from Hanzhong to help the disaster.

At the same time, it is necessary to preserve as much food as possible that has already been planted.

Otherwise, in the first half of this year, the war was raging, and most areas were already without harvest, and if there was no harvest again in the second half of the year because of drought, it would be inevitable that the people in Longyou would be in turmoil.

On the edge of Weishui, Zhuge Liang walked along the bank of the river, watching the farmers walk from the bank to the deep river valley to scoop water, and then tirelessly carry the water to the distant field, his eyes showed deep worry.

The water level in Weishui is already very low.

Even the dump trucks used to draw water are unusable because the water level is too low and the banks of the Weishui River are too high.

But compared with Longxi and Nan'an, Tianshui is already lucky, because there are large tributaries in the middle reaches, and Weishui has not been cut off at present, at least it can be irrigated manually.

In Longxi and Nan'an, Weishui has begun to cut off.

The worst is Nam'an County.

Because in addition to Weishui, Longxi also has Taoshui, the largest tributary of the upper reaches of the Yellow River, which can at least delay the drought.

But Nan'an is such a Weishui, and the grain-producing areas are basically around Weishui and its tributaries.

Now that Weishui has been cut off, Nan'an has been sentenced in advance, and this year is destined to have no harvest throughout the year.

Zhuge Liang's gaze fell on the lower reaches of Weishui, where there was a group of people who were installing something.

"Hit the stakes deeper and firmly."

Feng Yongzheng was directing the men of the engineering battalion, and in order, the wooden stakes of the same size were facing each other, and they were lined up from the river to the riverbank.

It has entered the hottest time, and I can feel the sweat on my chest constantly flowing down, and the clothes on my back have become wet, clinging to my body, sticky and uncomfortable.

The shirtless sturdy man shouted slogans and kept smashing his stakes into the dirt.

Under the fierce light of the sun, everyone was shiny with oil.

"Alright, ready for the next batch. The people below came up first to take a sip of the bean soup. ”

Seeing the sun becoming more and more violent, Feng Yong shouted.

Take turns on the field so that everyone is familiar with the process, and then they can work separately.

Seeing that someone couldn't resist the cool temptation in the water, and was about to go down and roll back up, Feng Yong was furious, bent down and picked up a stone and smashed it down, "plop" and smashed it off.

The man didn't hit it, but it hit the water in front of the man.

Feng Yongzhi pointed at him and jumped to his feet and scolded, "How many times have you said it!" Don't go into the water when you're sweating! ”

"It's hairy in my ears, and I can't listen to it, right? When the time comes, I will cramp and fall into the water, and I don't know if I am washed away! Look, what to see? It's you, don't hurry up and roll up for Lao Tzu! ”

Wen Shi took advantage of the gap between the substitutions and took people down to measure the height of the pile, as well as the distance between the two piles, to see if the requirements had been reached.

"How long will it take? Are you sure? ”

Feng Yongzheng watched and commanded the next group of people to exclude, only to hear the voice of the prime minister suddenly coming from behind him.

He hurriedly turned around and was about to salute, only to see Zhuge Liang wave his hand.

"Back to Prime Minister, when I was in Yueshan, I had people do water mills, and there are just a few craftsmen in this engineering camp who have done water mills. They are familiar with this, and it is estimated that they will be able to make it in the next three days. ”

"Prime Minister rest assured, I modified this waterwheel again last night, and it will not be less than six or seven percent sure."

With such a simple principle, there are so many people under his hands, even if he makes a defective product in the end, Feng Yong is sure to change it to a qualified product.

After the end of the Northern Expedition, Zhuge Liang should have arranged for people to stay in Longyou, and then take people back, either to stay in Hanzhong or return to Jincheng, and calculate the merits of the people in the Northern Expedition, so as to reward the merits.

I don't know that because of this drought, he stayed in Longyou for a lot of time.

Feng Yong was naturally not idle.

The water level of Weishui is too low, and in many places the river valley is too deep, and the ordinary waterwheel cannot draw water, so it can only be improved.

He first drew a blueprint of a high-barreled waterwheel based on the illustrations of later generations, and then found a few old craftsmen in the engineering camp to explain his ideas himself.

Then I made a simple test and felt that it was indeed feasible, so the construction officially began.

Zhuge Liang got the drawings of the high-barrel waterwheel presented by Feng Yong, and ran to check the progress every day.

It basically starts with these two questions: "How long will it take?" Are you sure? ”

It can be seen that the drought in Longyou really worries him.

Compared with Longyou's wailing all over the place, Jincheng fell into great ecstasy.

After the victory of the Northern Expedition, the news that Longyou had been decided was transmitted back to Jincheng, and even the emperor couldn't help but order that the curfew be canceled for three days and rejoice with the people.

At the same time, the personnel who had long been ready to go to the Northern Expedition army could finally start their journey.

Some people rejoice, and some people are sad.

Since the news of the victory of the Northern Expedition came, especially the emperor lifted the curfew, and because the prime minister set off from the north gate of Jincheng, in the past few days, even the northern wall of Jincheng has been released.

The original intention of the government was to allow the officials to climb the city wall, look at the north from afar, and feel the might of the Northern Expeditionary Army.

Who knew that there was a dumb guy who took this opportunity to run to the city wall, crying and laughing, and shouting something crazy, "It's going up, it's going up."

"The most regrettable thing in this life is to go to the place where the evil spirit was born......"

Something that is incomprehensible.

Finally, he jumped off the city wall.

And such people are not one or two, there are several in a day, just like dumplings, forcing the government to block the city wall in advance.

Do you think these people are sick?

It's just a matter of wanting to block everyone on this happy day!