Chapter 8: The Human Heart (11)

"Grandpa, my husband has always been respectful to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't let my daughter and I live in the palace with Zong Xun!" Seeing Fu Yanqing's face change again and again, with Fu Ying's cleverness, how could he not guess the reason for his father's reaction?

Being lurked by an army of tens of thousands of people for months without realizing it, no prince would feel good when he found out about this situation. What's more, Fu Yanqing, who has gone back and forth a few times in the bloody storm. However, thinking about the time when this army appeared and its recent actions, and then thinking about his own powdery grandson, the old guy's face suddenly looked much better, and he slowly relaxed his tense shoulders, sighed and shook his head again: "Old, really old for my father." Neither the strength nor the knowledge can be compared to that of you young people. Forget it, you're right, no matter how much our Fu family expresses its position, it can't change the fact that the prince is my son-in-law!"

"Grandpa, we were originally a family. What those elders in the clan did was just a test for the husband at that time, and they didn't take it seriously!" Fu Ying pursed his lips and smiled, and the strength in his hand slowly increased.

Of course, it is the best outcome for my father to be able to see it like this. Otherwise, she really doesn't know what she should do? Throughout the ages, none of the deposed princes have been able to die well. Husband, he can only move forward step by step and not retreat at all, otherwise, he and Zong Xun will follow a catastrophe. And if the Fu family continues to bet on both ends as before, or even allows his nephew to secretly look at Wang Jun, even if the prince can continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb in terms of his relationship with his husband and wife, Zhao Kuangyin, Zheng Ziming, Pan Mei and Gao Huaide may also take action.

moving, it will not be a gentle drizzle.

As Chai Rong's pillow person, Fu Ying clearly knows that the so-called "selling land and people" and "collecting stones for donations" are not as simple as in the eyes of outsiders. Outsiders only saw the husband and Zheng Ziming, who made a promise of a thousand gold, and engraved the names and surnames of the big families who were willing to sell grain at a reasonable price and buy wasteland to provide material guarantees for river control on the stone tablet for future generations to admire. But I didn't see where all those guys who wanted to take the land of the imperial court for nothing without a penny, and who wanted to hoard Juqi and continue to make a fortune in the country? If the heads of the people who have been cut off by bandits in the past three years are buried under the river embankment, it may be an exaggeration to say that one is ten steps. Two miles in one is definitely not unusual!

"Yes, a family, a family doesn't talk to two families!" Feeling the slight tremor from her daughter's fingers, Fu Yanqing raised her hand, patted the back of Fu Ying's hand, and promised with a smile, "Don't worry, Grandpa is not old and confused." It's time for the restless little ones at home to clean up. Alas, when the tree grows, there will always be some dead branches. It's better to cut it yourself than to cut it yourself!"

"Grandpa's shot should not be too heavy, otherwise, my husband will probably blame me for a lot of trouble!" Fu Ying raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, nodding obediently.

"I know that if I grasp the proportions, I won't ruin your husband's reputation!" As an old man who has experienced countless ups and downs, Fu Yanqing's mood is very calm. "Little eaglet, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Honestly, just waiting to be your queen!"

"Father and Emperor are in their prime, and neither the husband nor the child dare to ask for too much!" Fu Ying's eyes turned red when he heard this, he shook his head, and responded with a forced smile, "Daughter, I help my husband so much, first, he really regards his daughter as a treasure." So far, in the entire prince's mansion, there is only one daughter, a concubine. Second, over the years, watching what he and Zheng Ziming and others have done, I really admire my daughter. Not to mention their efforts to control the Yellow River, their merits are immeasurable. Just watching them start from scratch, recruit river workers one by one, form teams, and then train soldiers and select soldiers, it makes people feel that every day is extremely full and happy, instead of sitting in the city and slowly waiting for the dark like they did back then!"

There is a comparison to know the superior. Compared with the time when Li Shouzhen's father and son rebelled in a daze, they sat in the city and waited for death, and slaughtered the whole family before they died. Chai Rong and Zheng Ziming's approach of resolutely and steadily advancing towards the goal step by step, the difference is simply in the sky and underground.

And there is a goal in mind, there is a plan for action, and there is no hurry to do things, and the husband and wife will naturally unconsciously exert their strength in one direction, and they will cooperate with each other more and more tacitly, and become more and more harmonious.

"Yes, your husband not only has vision, but also means, perseverance and sharpness. Although he was unconsciously put on a side, Fu Yanqing still admired his son-in-law Chai Rong very much, "Let's take the matter of governing the river as an example, when he took the initiative to ask for help, in the government and the opposition, I don't know how many people laughed at him for being stupid, hoping that he was thankless." In the past three years, he has simply become a Buddha in the eyes of the people on both sides of the Yellow River. Let many people who were not optimistic about him at the beginning regret that their intestines are knotted!"

"Husband, I'm afraid I didn't think about it so long-term!" Fu Ying smiled and expressed his modesty, but his face showed undisguised pride.

"Fame is a thing, you can't see it, you can't touch it, but the role can't be ignored" Fu Yanqing shook his head and continued to smile and sigh: "It's ridiculous that Wang Xiufeng, I thought it was a clever move to squeeze your husband out of Bianliang." When he is really prepared and wants to pull your husband, I am afraid that he will find out that the hearts of the people in the world have long been won by your husband, and he is destined to work in vain!"

Since you lose, you have to admit it. He Fu Lao Wolf can afford to lose, and he can let go. We will not refuse to recognize the strengths and strengths of the victors because we have suffered losses.

"It's good to let Wang Shumi take the initiative to see the gap between the two sides, the husband once said that the world has been quiet for a few days, and he doesn't want to see bloodshed again!"

"This, it's okay!" Fu Yanqing frowned slightly, wanting to say that her daughter and son-in-law were too kind to women, but when the words came to her lips, she resolutely changed her words, "Gao Huaide has been running on the river embankment for half a year, presumably Gao Xingzhou has secretly stood on your husband's side." Old man, old man will fulfill your wish, come and add another handful of dry firewood. Say, when do you want to write the performance for Zheng Ziming, and to what extent is it appropriate to write!"

"Father writes truthfully, after all, the credit is obvious. However, the timing needs to be adjusted slightly. Finally back to the topic, Fu Ying cheered up and slowly explained the preliminary arrangements on his side, "In order to reduce the risk of flooding in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, Ziming specially sent Gao Huailiang to lead people to dig a ditch thirty miles long and more than ten zhang wide seventy miles west of Qizhou. As long as a few sluice gates are opened during the flood season of the Yellow River, forty percent of the flood water can be diverted to the Ji River through the ditch. Now that the canal is about to be completed, the husband and Ziming will rush over as soon as possible to hold a banquet for the brothers. At that time, if the father's excerpt can be sent to Bianliang ......"

"Seventy miles west of Qizhou?" Fu Yanqing pondered for a while, and a complete map appeared in his mind. "It's almost Bozhou, which is the closest place between the Yellow River and Jishui. Digging a ditch will save you trouble. ”

The rest of the words need not be said again. Both father and daughter know this. When Guo Wei raised troops on the side of the Qing monarch, he killed the Yellow River from Bozhou. Now Chai Rong, Zheng Ziming and others have directly placed tens of thousands of river workers on the south bank of the Yellow River, and if they want to go to Bianliang, I am afraid that it is even a matter of waving their hands, and even the time to cross the river is saved, and there will not be much time for Wang Jun to transfer troops at all!

This trick is really a stroke of genius. It's upright, and people can't find fault with it. But it is crisp and neat, and you can seal the marquis with a sword. Old foxes like Fu Yanqing couldn't help but cheer secretly in their hearts. However, thinking of the layout of this plan, it is very likely that it is completely out of Zheng Ziming's hands, and the old fox's heart is secretly cold. laughed dryly twice, and quickly reminded: "Okay, good, the old man will definitely write." I promise that I won't delay your husband's affairs. But, shhh

"Father, please speak clearly!" Hearing the change in his father's tone, Fu Ying frowned and urged vigilantly.

"It's not a big deal. As a father gets older, it is inevitable that he will think more. That Zheng Ziming, who was weak in his age, was already a marquis. The old man's fold goes up, I'm afraid he will have to push it to the next level. A man with a different surname who is only in his early twenties, haha, haha, I'm afraid it was only under the command of Taizong of the Tang Dynasty!"

"So what? It's still far from being crowned king!Besides, it's a two-word king at most, and you still can't compare with your father!" Fu Ying raised his eyebrows lightly and responded with a smile.

"You said the opposite, for my father, the King of Wei, I really can't compare with him!" Fu Yanqing also shook his head and added with a smile, "For my father, this king, I have to survive for a lifetime." Although there are many soldiers and horses, they are useless. Unlike your husband's third brother, he was killed with a knife and a shot with his real skills, and his command is full of generals like Pan Mei and Tao Dachun!"

An overly capable henchman may not be a good thing for Chai Rong and Da Zhou's future. Moreover, Chai Rong was fifteen years older than Zheng Ziming, and when he was in his sixties, he was no longer energetic, or he accidentally drove west. Zheng Ziming, who is in his forties, has a heavy army, and is very popular among the soldiers, how can he be willing to be at the mercy of a junior?

Words, Fu Lao Wolf asked himself clearly enough. I also believe that with the intelligence of my daughter, I can definitely understand. However, the answer that came from his ears was far beyond his expectations.

Back then, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty was more than fifteen years older than Zhuge Wuhou. Moreover, my husband once said that if you want to achieve immortality, you must have extraordinary strength. This employment is like when he led a caravan, if from the shopkeeper to the guy, he only chose to be inferior to his own ability. That business is only going to get smaller and smaller. It's better to break up early, take the spare money and eat and wait for death!"

"Smack!" A certain whale oil candle on the candlestick suddenly burst into a candle. The cherry blossoms are colorful, and they shine brightly in front of people's eyes!