Chapter 0055 The Background Is Too Thin
Feng Yong asked tentatively, "Madame, do you mean to find a home for those bureaucrats?" β
Huang Yueying nodded: "No matter how those people in the south make trouble, these bureaucrats are dragging their families and running over, and they can be regarded as big men." The court didn't care, and those landed wealthy families didn't want it. So I had no choice but to pull down my face, find some good people who know the roots, and ask them for a favor. I thought that you had added another 500 acres of land to the village, and I don't know if there were enough people, so I called you over to see if I could arrange some of them. β
You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth......
Huang Yueying's words were like a thunderbolt flashing through Feng Yong's heart.
"Yes, yes, yes. I just don't know how many people? Feng Yong showed a flattering smile on his face, "Feng Mansion is a good family in ten miles and eight towns, and Madame is really looking for the right person!" β
The sudden change in Feng Yong's attitude caught Huang Yueying a little off guard, she frowned and looked Feng Yong up and down: "Gu Li is weird! If you're willing to take over, that's the best. Let me start by saying that a few families have already picked out all the strong, and most of the rest are because there are too many women and children at home, and others don't want to have them. Although a woman can also go to the ground, in the end she is not as strong as being strong, but she is better than being obedient, and in my opinion, this is the most suitable for Feng Mansion. β
"Madame, what's the point?" Feng Yong called Qu out, "Okay, let them pick first, and if there are some that no one wants, just call the kid to come and take over?" β
Huang Yueying sneered: "Other families have nursing home guards, what does the Feng family have?" Even the farmers are mostly women. If you really want to let so many strong people go to the Feng Mansion, can you sleep peacefully when you sleep at night? I still think so much about you, I really don't know good people's hearts! After a pause, he said, "Two days ago, I also heard that you are going to buy more than 500 barbarian prisoners of war from Li Yi, but is there such a thing?" You haven't thought about those wingmen who have seen blood, what if they are fierce and there is no nursing home in Feng's mansion? β
In a word, Feng Yong was in a cold sweat, he really didn't think about this layer!
He set up the more than 500 prisoners of war, and he didn't think that he would buy them for himself. According to his plan, at most, he would leave thirty or fifty people for himself, and give the rest to the four families of Guanzhang, Zhao and Ma, and use their connections to go to Hanzhong to enclose land - the problem is, thirty or fifty people, that is enough to wash the Feng Mansion in blood. No wonder Li Yi was only willing to sell him ten people at first, and emphasized that he had already been trained.
NaΓ―ve, naΓ―ve! After all, he came from an era of peace, and he has never done this kind of thing, which is indeed too much to take for granted. This lesson must be learned!
Seeing Feng Yong's frightened look, Huang Yueying smiled with satisfaction, and said in her heart that she was a child after all, "Although it is a bit cumbersome to drag the family, it is very suitable for Feng Fu." When you have a child, you have a thought, as long as you can let their whole family have a bite to eat, no one will have any thoughts that they shouldn't have, don't you say that's the reason? β
"Yes, yes, Madame taught." Feng Tu was finally convinced, this indigenous idea is really better understood by the indigenous people.
Huang Yueying explained some matters to pay attention to, which made Feng Yong send Feng Yong out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Standing in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Feng Yongzheng put the scarf on his head, glanced back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and sighed in his heart, it really deserves to be the "husband and wife" that has been passed down for centuries, one hacked his own creativity, and the other ran out to give himself a sweet date, but he still had to admit their love, alas! IQ is really crushed!
But when I thought that I finally had enough manpower in my hands, I couldn't help but feel secretly refreshed: When it comes to picking tea, women are naturally the best! When Lao Tzu's tea becomes large-scale, he will also learn from future generations to make a beautiful tea or something, and envy those aborigines!
Thinking like this, Feng Tujiao felt much more comfortable in his heart, glanced at the Prime Minister's Mansion again, and immediately left with his head held high.
As soon as he returned to the house on this hot day, before he could drink a sip of water, the housekeeper ran over to tell Feng Yong the bad news. It won't be long before the autumn harvest begins, and as soon as the autumn harvest is over, the newly appreciated fields will be taken over a few days ago. But the new Zhuangzi is ten miles away, and in the future, a trustworthy person will have to go over and watch, and there is no such suitable person in the house now, what can I do?
The housekeeper's words ruined Feng Yong's good mood at the time.
"Can't you replace it?" The first way Feng Yong thought of was to replace the 100 acres of land in Xiali Village with the current Fengzhuang last time, and also to replace the fields of the new Zhuangzi.
The housekeeper shook his head: "It was a coincidence last time." Most of the land around our Zhuangzi belongs to the Li family, and it just so happens that the Li family is a big surname in Xiali Village, so it was replaced. Now the land around the new Zhuangzi is all from the He family, and there is no way to change it. β
The Li family? Feng Yong remembered it, didn't the family in Xiali Village, who had agreed with him to marry a baby, also have the surname Li? I don't know what the relationship is with the Li family, who is now a neighbor in Fengzhuang.
"What should I do?" Feng Yong felt a little toothache, you said that the old demon Zhuge knew that the Feng Mansion was thin, and he didn't know how to be considerate of himself, so he should give him a closer place!
"It's easy to take over the Zhuangzi," the butler hesitated for a moment before continuing, "and the month after the autumn harvest, there is nothing to do with the Zhuangshang, and it is okay to be left unattended for the time being." But if there is no Zhuangzi in charge before planting wheat, I am afraid that the harvest of the year will be lost. β
"Is it that serious?" Feng Yong was a little skeptical, "Otherwise, if it really doesn't work, ask the farmers of the new Zhuangzi to introduce a steward by themselves." Anyway, it's all farming, and it's not that people want to teach. β
"That's not going to work!" Unexpectedly, the butler's reaction was a little fierce, "Even if the land is barren, it can't be like this, my lord!" No one who can trust the lord's family has looked at it in the past, and after a long time, those farmers still remember that this is the lord's land, and they all recognize it as their own. When the time comes, if something happens, it won't be easy to clean up! β
Isn't the title deed still in your own hands? Feng Yong felt that it was not that serious, but after thinking about it, the housekeeper also made some sense. People's hearts are always not satisfied, and if there are no trustworthy people there to watch, even if something happens can be settled in the end, it is disgusting enough. But the only one in the house who can trust and let it out with confidence is the housekeeper. But if the housekeeper goes over there, who cares about it?
It's still too thin!
Feng Yong had to begin to face up to the problems exposed by the Feng Mansion, and in the final analysis, there was still not enough accumulation.
The preparations for receiving those homeless people here have not yet been completed, and there is a new Zhuangzi problem over there, Feng Yong has thought about it all night and has not come up with a good way, and he is listless when he gets up in the morning.
Wang Xun, a well-behaved boy, rushed over early in the morning, and first asked Feng Yong for peace, and then asked, "Brother, what do you want to teach your younger brother today?" β
"I'll continue to review today."
I didn't have a good night's rest, and I didn't have much energy to teach Wang Xun again, so I had to send him to review, and I shrank on the old chair to prepare to squint for a while to recover my spirits.
"Yes, brother."
Wang Xun answered, and obediently went to the corner to study by himself.