Between Da Qiao's words, he made the situation in Jiangdong clear, and when it came to the disagreement between the four great families and Sun Ce, the girl was even more helpless to pull her long hair behind her ears.

There are some things that she is inconvenient for the other party to say in detail.

The four families of Jiangdong, together with Sun Ce, have reached the point where they are almost at odds and cannot coexist.

The things that could have been compromised, Sun Ce pressed forward step by step, and they broke up unhappily.

He and his sister came all the way, but they didn't hear anyone from the Jiangdong family say good things about Sun Ce, and they were always a little worried in their hearts.

"I see, it seems that the history books still haven't made it clear, after Xu Gong, there should be another black hand!"

Da Qiao talked about Sun Ce, a hint of discoloration flashed in Fang Guang's eyes, how did the little overlord of Jiangdong die, he was very clear, it seems that people who cultivate history still avoid many things.

"Since the two girls in Jiangdong don't know anyone, it seems that they can only find Brother Bofu, but I heard that he doesn't have a good temper?"

Fang Guang didn't know that Sun Ce, who had a bad temper in his mouth, was still in the city, looking for an opportunity to beat him and even kill Fang Guang.

When a sentence came out, he was immediately despised by Xiao Qiao.

"Cut, you're still looking for him? Fang Guang, you don't know, my sister has always been regarded as forbidden by that Sun Bofu, the two of us came north, Jiangdong wanted to come, it would have been a mess for a long time! ”

"It's good that Sun Ce doesn't come to trouble you, you still want him to help, stupid!"

Xiao Qiao spoke straight, Cai Yan and Da Qiao laughed together.

Fang Guang was not convinced, thinking about refuting it, thinking about it carefully, the girl's words were indeed very reasonable.

"It's just stupid, people like you can still lack money and food?"

"Didn't you say that day in Xujiawu Fort that you want to make perfume, what kind of distilled liquor do you need to make? Fang Guang, do you know that women spend money for themselves, and they never feel sorry for their property. ”

"Several princesses in the previous dynasty are all squandering money, you want money, perfume is made, where do you need the family to lead, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you can't count the money!"

Xiao Qiao originally wanted to continue to stink Fang Guang for a few words, but he didn't expect Fang Guang to hear his words, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Smack!"

Fang Guang slapped his thigh hard and clenched his fists excitedly.

"That's right, the still is made, it's the end of summer, it's the time when the flowers are in full bloom, and the perfume workshop is just in time!"

"Good wine sells chivalrous, perfume is pleasing to the face, and there is a distillation workshop, are you afraid that you will not have the money to build it?"

"But turn around, in the autumn, the cotton comes out, and it is another amount of money, not to mention Xuchang, that is, Luoyang, and it has been renovated for him!"

"Little girl, you have brains!"

When Fang Guang said this, he twisted Xiao Qiao's cheek in front of him vigorously.

Xiao Qiao snorted and stretched out his hand to hit Fang Guang, but he only felt that his hands and feet were sore, where did the pink fist go down?

"Come on, take a pen and paper, let me think about it, the steaming barrel is condensed, the bamboo is used as the tube, and the method of brewing alcohol with fire."

Under Fang Guang's high spirits, there was already a maidservant who took a pen and paper.

Fang Guang lay on the piano table in front of Cai Yan, and with his memory, he drew the prototype of the still.

Cai Yan, Da Qiao, surrounded Fang Guang, watching him outline, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Xiao Qiao couldn't bear to be shy, and came to Fang Guang's side, in his nose, smelling Fang Guang's smell, he saw a big bucket and a few pipes suddenly appeared on the bamboo paper.

What did Xiao Qiao think, but he couldn't figure it out, what does this thing have to do with the most fragrant perfume in the world?

Koto, Huiji.

Just when Xiao Qiao introduced the four great families of Jiangdong, twelve-year-old Sun Quan sat on his brother's favorite tiger skin chair, frowning, listening to a man in front of him, talking about things in the city.

Sun Ce left suddenly, Cheng Pu had already pacified Xu Ding and Yan Baihu, Jiangdong could not be left without an owner for a day, although Sun Quan was small, he was Sun Jian's son-in-law, Sun Ce's favorite younger brother, and the only person who could be in charge of Jiangdong.

When Sun Ce was there, the four families of Wu County thought about avoiding the little overlord every day, and Bo Fu was not there, and the clouds lingering above Huiji City seemed to be a little thinner.

Under Sun Quan's seat, the person who is making a generous statement is none other than the famous scholar of Wu County, Gu Yong, who is also above the history of the Three Kingdoms, and Sun Quan's Shangshu Order, which is too often.

Today, in the historical trajectory changed by Fang Guang, the Gu family celebrities met with Biyan'er for the first time, and what Gu Yong said was a major event in the collection of summer grain.

It is different from the grain and grass in Dongjun, which is held in the hands of the county guard.

All over the world, except for the places that were completely destroyed by the yellow scarves, most of the grain and grass in the prefectures and counties were in the hands of the wealthy families.

Jiangdong is vast and sparsely populated, the family is powerful, and it is still above the Central Plains.

Xiaobawang has a knot in his heart, and he has always been strict with the family, and the rules set by him, the summer grain is levied, the official is forty percent, and the family is sixty percent. Compared with the eighty-two in the Central Plains, this distribution is much stricter.

"Little lord, this spring Jiangdong is rainy, wheat millet, rice heading, quite a lot of damage, the original receipt, only eighty percent of the weekdays, in the four or six distribution, I am afraid that the farmers under my command will be hungry!"

"Please also ask the little lord to write to the lord, divide one or two, and distribute the same example in the Central Plains."

"That's right, Yuan Si Gong's words, but also my Zhang Zhao's meaning, in the past, when he was in Xuzhou, Tao Gong Jiuyi was divided, what kind of benevolence is that?"

In the crowd, the person who echoed Gu Yong was Zhang Zhao, who saw through half of Liu Bei's face in Guangling.

He returned to Wu County, took charge of the Zhang clan with talent and virtue, and was known as Jiangdong Shuangjie and Gu Yong.

The four families in Jiangdong, the Gu family and the Zhang family, asked for a reduction or exemption from the amount of grain levied.

There are two remaining four families, Lu Kang of the Lu family has already died, and the remaining Lu Xun is now only a Fang Guang who is about the same age as Sun Quan, he knows that the Lu family is a thorn in Sun Ce's side, standing in the crowd, just bowing his head and saying nothing.

The Zhu family is one of the four Jiangdong families, Sun Ce is in the same vein, and Zhu Zhi of the Zhu family was a general under Sun Jian back then.

The Zhu family is the pillar of Sun Ce, and in such a situation, Zhu Zhi is not easy to speak.

Sun Ce's suppression of the family made Zhu Zhidu feel huge pressure, and the Zhu family, in Jiangdong, was isolated from the circle of everyone in Gaomen by the remaining three families.

"Rende? After Tao Qian's death, Xuzhou's foundation was trampled upon, and the state was rogue, and Xiaojia in the plains became the lord of Xuzhou! ”

"Tao Qian is the biggest joke in the world, and his benevolence is also worthy of being angry in front of my grandson's family and mentioning it in front of my grandson Zhongmou? Zhang Zhao, are you deceiving my youth? ”

Sun Quan's green eyes blinked a few times, and he looked straight at Zhang Zhao silently.

Although he is young, when he speaks, he has no emotion, and his tone is flat, and there is more majesty that the elders may not have.

Sun Jian's sons are really more difficult than the other.

Zhang Zhao and Gu Yong glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

Zhang Zhao even opened his mouth, saying that he didn't dare to be rude to Sun Quan.

Blue-eyed, now the purple beard has not yet grown, he leaned on the tiger skin chair, his green eyes scanned the people in the hall, although he was young, the pleasure brought by that kind of power made Sun Quan, every pore, feel refreshed.

"That's right, it's Sanqi, the food will be handed over to Youping as soon as possible, in the hands of Gongyi, my brother is not here, I believe in these two people the most!"