Chapter 1090 Taking the blame

  Compared to more than a thousand years later, Qin Zhidao was buried in the long river of time, buried in the yellow sand and wild grass without seeing the sun.

  The Qin Zhidao in the Three Kingdoms era, although due to the strategic contraction in the middle and late Han Dynasty, many sections of the road were unmaintained and lost the original flatness.

   But it was barely able to carry the team on foot, without making people lose their way.

   This made Feng Junhou have to lament the engineering quality of the figurines - he thought of the artificial stone Shuangnan Avenue that he personally supervised the construction, but it had to be refurbished after only ten years.

  Feng Junhou is really ashamed.

   "If the big man really wants to consolidate the old place of Jiuyuan, it may not be possible to rely on Bingzhou alone. Shuofang County is too far away from Taiyuan."

   "It is still necessary to repair the Qin Zhidao, imitate the Qin system, and build military cities along the way. At worst, we must learn from Qishan Road and build post posts along the way."

  Feng Junhou was tired from riding a horse, so he ran to Li Mu's carriage to rest.

   Lifting the curtain of the car, looking at the wild world, said to General Guan who was riding beside the car.

  According to the investigations these days, signs of desert have begun to appear two or three hundred miles west of Qin Zhidao.

  Although it wasn't serious, it was enough to attract Feng Junhou's attention.

  In the future, the northern section of Qinzhi Road will disappear in the sand, and it will need to dig three feet to be sure.

   It was only the Little Ice Age, the climate was abnormal, and the isoprecipitation line moved southward.

  At this time, the big man did not have the ability to transform the desert in future generations.

  So Feng Junhou knew that the deserts of later generations were beginning to appear, but he could only watch helplessly.

  The only thing he can do is to minimize human contribution to the process of desertification.

  The natural desertification process may take hundreds or even thousands of years.

  But as long as humans join in, this process may be shortened to a hundred or even decades.

  So he had to control Yinshan and delimit the range of activities of the Hu people within a certain range.

   At the same time, we will promote captive animal husbandry to minimize the damage to the water and soil of the Hetao.

   Not only for future generations, but also for the Dahan to control Hetao for a longer period of time.

  General Guan’s gaze also looked into the distance, and he said:

   "I heard that in order to build this road, Qin Shihuang mobilized 300,000 people, and the money and food were incalculable."

   "If A Lang wants to completely restore Qin Zhidao, it may not be that simple."

  Feng Junhou sighed:

   "No matter how difficult it is, it has to be done. After all, in addition to consolidating the original place of Jiuyuan, the future foundation of the Xinghan Society is also in the north."

  General Guan nodded, pursed his lips again, and said suddenly:

   "It would be great if Ke Bineng's tribe is still there. At least 40,000 to 50,000 laborers can be squeezed out. Adding in the Hu people outside the Great Wall, and more laborers, there can be 70,000 to 80,000 people."

   "Combined with the engineering team in Alang's hands, and slowly repairing it for a few years, I'm afraid it will be better than Qin Shihuang."

  Feng Junhou looked at General Guan's regretful expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

   I don’t know which switch General Guan turned on inadvertently. Whenever he mentions a big project, he always thinks of going out to catch Hu people as labor for the first time.

  Recalling that I had just compared the Shuangnan Avenue in Hanzhong with Qin Zhidao, Feng Junhou’s self-confidence in his family was very embarrassing:

   "Xi Jun was joking, how dare I compare myself to Qin Shi Huang for things like road construction?"

  …

  After the team arrived at Qiaoshan, Li Mu also had to get off the car and began to ride the horse.

  The Qinzhi Road, which has not been maintained for nearly a hundred years, has begun to become unsuitable for horse-drawn carriages in the mountainous section.

  In addition to the tug-of-war between Jiang Wei and Guo Huai in Qiaoshan last year, both sides dug a lot of deep trenches to block the opponent's attack.

  This has led to the deterioration of the road conditions.

  Crossed Qiaoshan and officially entered Guanzhong, and the road was easy to walk at once.

  The section of Qinzhi Road in Guanzhong has been regarded as an official road for hundreds of years.

  Especially when Sima Yi was building bridges and mountain fortifications, he deliberately repaired Qin Zhidao in Guanzhong, but now it is cheaper for Feng Junhou.

  From Qiaoshan, Qin Zhidao can go directly to Chang'an.

   Guanzhong in September has entered the end of the autumn harvest.

  Officials from all over the country are nervously counting the grain harvest of the local people, and will report to Chang'an after the statistics are completed.

   In order to avoid the winter, the local rations are insufficient and Chang'an is not prepared enough.

  So when Feng Junhou's team entered the city, Secretary Zhang who stayed behind in Chang'an didn't arrange anyone to come to greet him.

  It wasn't until they reached the front of the government office that a clear and clear voice suddenly sounded: "My lord!"

  Following the cry, two little figures galloped towards Feng Junhou who was getting off his horse.

  Feng Junhou laughed, hugged Shuangshuang and Achong one by one, and kissed each other.

   "My lord, I want it too, I want it too!"

  Ah Shun, who was already five years old, was not as fast as his elder sister and elder brother. He was one step ahead of his elder sister and elder brother. He was so anxious that he hugged the adult's leg and jumped and screamed.

   "Okay, okay, you come too."

  Feng Junhou lowered his head, put both of his arms on his neck with one arm, and then picked up Ah Shun.

  That is to say, Feng Junhou has been exercising all the year round, and he often goes to war on the battlefield. He is quite heavy-backed, so that he can easily carry his three children.

  Zhang Xingyi and Amei, holding three two-year-old children, stood at the gate of the government office.

"came back?"

   Zhang Xiaosi pretended to be flat and greeted everyone in front of everyone.

  Feng Junhou was riding Shuangshuang on his neck, he couldn’t nod his head, he just responded, “Well, I’m back.”

   "The concubine welcomes the gentleman back to the mansion."

  Compared to Zhang Xiaosi, Amei is much gentler.

"well."

   "Aren't you coming down? Don't you want to ride the adults through the gate? What does it look like!"

  General Guan followed up, and scolded the eldest daughter with a cold face.

  Shuangshuang didn't dare to speak, and quickly hugged Feng Junhou's head, wanting to slip down.

  Fearing that she would fall, Feng Junhou hurriedly put Ah Chong and Ah Shun down, and then put his daughter down with his backhand.

   "Baby has met Grandma!"

  Shuangshuang Ah Chong Ah Shun stood in a row and saluted General Guan respectfully.

   General Guan nodded in satisfaction.

   Then the three children saluted Li Mu who was following General Guan:

   "Meet Aunt Mu."

  Li Mu stretched out his hands and said, "Good boy, get up quickly."

   Probably because I saw the actions of sister and brother, and thought it was very funny.

  The three two-year-old milk babies in the back broke free from the hands of Zhang Xiaosi and Amei, and yelled:

   "My lord, mother!"

   While stumbling, he ran over.

  Feng Junhou laughed again, bent down and picked up the two.

  Li Mu had been away from the mansion for several months, and now he was finally able to follow Feng Junhou's movements, stepping forward to hug his child tightly.

   "Let's go, we'll talk when we get back home."

   After bathing in the backyard and washing the dust off his body, he checked the homework of the three children to see if they had neglected their studies.

   "Papa papa!"

  As expected, after a few months, General Guan picked up the whip again, and beat Shuangshuang's palms and buttocks several times.

  Shuangshuang's mouth was flattened, and her big eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to cry out.

  She turned her head and looked at Feng Junhou.

   Feng Junhou hurriedly avoided looking at him, not daring to meet his daughter's gaze.

   Ah Chong wanted to slip away quietly.

  General Guan went up with a stride, and picked him up with "slaps" again.

   Ah Chong is not as strong as his elder sister, so he cried "Wow".

  Feng Junhou sighed.

  General Guan always has too high demands on children.

   Ah Shun, who was quietly hiding in the corner, was looking at everything in front of him in horror.

  My elder sister and elder brother, who are usually invincible in my own eyes, are like weak chickens under the hands of my mother, without the slightest resistance.

   Ah Shun was relatively weak when he was born.

  Although her body gradually grew stronger due to adequate nutrition later on, her talent was ultimately inferior to that of her elder sister and elder brother.

  Xi Wu is no better than Shuangshuang, and Xiwen is no better than Ah Chong.

   But he has one advantage, that is balance.

   Every time he checked, he happened to be able to pass the passing line of General Guan, a very amazing little guy.

  At this time, a head appeared at the door, peeking into the house.

   Not Zhang Xiaosi who is it?

   Judging by her gloating expression, it is estimated that she has been tossed by Shuangshuang and Ah Chong in the past few months.

  Feng Junhou rubbed his forehead, got up and went out before General Guan found Zhang Xiaosi.

  Close the door casually, and at the same time shut out the crying in the room, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

  Zhang Xiaosi looked at the closed door unwillingly, and then said:

   "A letter from Luoyang."

   "Luoyang? Oh, finally regained contact with Luoyang?"

  Feng Junhou Yixi.

  The dark line in Luoyang has been cut off for more than half a year.

   Coupled with the confirmation that Yang Yi has surrendered to the enemy, Feng Junhou was even more worried.

  That's why he didn't hesitate to send his expert Han Long to Weidi to inquire about the news.

   "Not only Mi Shishilang, but also..."

   Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaosi looked around and found that this is not a good place to talk, "Come with me."

  Back to Zhang Xiaosi's own small courtyard, and drive all the servants out of the house, Zhang Xiaosi took out a letter:

   "Sima Yi from Luoyang sent you a letter."

"who?!"

  Feng Junhou subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, but stopped halfway.

  He couldn't believe his ears, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Xingyi.

   "Sima Yi."

  Zhang Xingyi said affirmatively again, then stuffed the letter into his hand, lay back on the chair again, and exhaled:

   "To be honest, after I found out about this, I was just like you and couldn't believe it."

  Feng Junhou looked at the letter in his hand, the seal had been torn off.

   Obviously, Zhang Xiaosi should have read it in advance.

   It will take at least several months for Feng Junhou to visit the two states this time, and the return date is uncertain.

  So he entrusted Zhang Xiaosi with full authority to handle Guanzhong political affairs.

   What's more, the husband and wife are one, so Zhang Xiaosi naturally has the right to read Sima Yi's letter.

   "What did he say in the letter?"

  Feng Junhou threw the letter on the table and didn't bother to read it—if it was a literary parallel prose, it would be embarrassing if he couldn't understand it.

   "Yang Yi confessed the secret work sent by the prime minister, and Sima Yi wants to exchange the secret work in his hand with us."

   "Swap? Swap for what?"

  Feng Junhou immediately thought of supplies.

  After all, Sima Yi has a large army in his hands, and in all likelihood, he and Xu Chang are far apart.

  It is not inconceivable that he wanted to leave Xu Chang alone to collect supplies in private.

"people."

   "Person? Who?"

  Feng Junhou is even more strange.

   "Wang Shuang, and Deng Ai's skeleton."

   Wang Shuang?

  Feng Junhou thought for a while, and then remembered that it was General Wei who was captured by Jiang Wei in the Jingshui River Valley.

   "Hmm... exchange? This is a good thing..."

  Feng Junhou was only halfway through, when Zhang Xiaosi interrupted him in a very unladylike way: "What a fart!"

  Feng Junhou looked at Zhang Xiaosi in astonishment.

   Only then did I realize that she seemed a little irritable at this time.

"What's wrong?"

   "Wang Shuang is a surrendered general, a surrendered general! He has already surrendered to the big man, and if you send him back to the state of Wei, who will dare to trust the big man in the future, who will dare to surrender to the big man?"

  Feng Junhou heard this, and then reacted, frowning:

   "Yes, I didn't think of this level for a while."

  He hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly realized:

   "Cao! This old man Sima Yi is setting a trap!"

   Zhang Xiaosi gave Feng Junhou a blank look.

   Finally, he is not stupid yet.

   After going out with Guan Hunv for a few months, I thought he would be like Hunv, and become uninterested.

   "Exchanging will damage the reputation of the big man, but if you don't change it, who will dare to fight for the big man in the future?"

  Feng Junhou lowered his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Sima Yi's proposal is simply putting us on fire."

  The Emperor of the Han Dynasty ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty repaid the country with loyalty and righteousness.

  If at this time he blatantly gave up on being in the state of Wei, it would be tantamount to destroying the foundation of the founding of the first emperor.

   To pour out the soldiers of the whole country to avenge Guan Laojunhou may not be the impulse that a qualified king should have.

   But for the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, this is righteousness.

  They like this righteousness.

  If the ruler treats his ministers like brothers and feet, then the ministers will regard the ruler as his heart;

  Sima Yi's move was not simply about exchanging hostages, but also a test, and even a demonstration.

   Feng Junhou picked up the letter, pinched it twice, but still did not open it:

   "For things like this, even if I'm not in Chang'an, you should send someone back to Hanzhong earlier."

   "You think I didn't send it?" Zhang Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him again, and said, "I sent someone to secretly send this news back to the palace immediately."

   "However, this matter was suppressed by the palace, and it was not discussed in the court. Only very few people in the court knew about it."

  Feng Junhou didn't know, so: "Why?"

   "Why? Once this matter is made public, no matter what we do, we will be at a disadvantage. The less people know about this matter, the less impact it will have."

   Needless to say, this must be the opinion of the queen in the palace.

   "Then have you figured out a way?"

  Zhang Xiaosi did not answer immediately, but his eyes were a little wandering:

   "There is no good solution for the time being, but my sister said that it is best for the emperor not to intervene in this matter."

   "What do you mean?" Feng Junhou became more and more confused, "What do you mean the emperor should not interfere? Oh, I understand."

   Feng Junhou expressed contempt:

   Don't you just want the little fat man to be a white lotus?

   "So what does the queen mean?"

   "Send a courtier to do this in private. This person must be the most trusted person of the emperor. His status must be noble and his status must be high. At the same time, he must have enough autonomy."

   "Being able to have the power and ability to do this without reporting to the emperor is the only way to win the trust of Sima Yi."

  Zhang Xiaosi glanced at Feng Junhou secretly, and then quickly looked away:

   "As long as it is not ordered by the emperor himself, it is not the meaning of a big man. After this matter is done, if it is not leaked, it will be the best."

   "If someone leaks it on purpose, the emperor will punish his subordinates falsely at best."

  The more Zhang Xiaosi said, the softer his voice became:

   "Others will also say that someone is acting in private, and they will not say that the big man has no faith in his surrender..."

  Feng Junhou heard the back, his face gradually became expressionless, he fixedly looked at Zhang Xiaosi, and asked quietly:

   "The person you are talking about, is his surname Feng Mingyong with Mingwen?"

   Zhang Xiaosi bowed his head and wrung his hands, then put his thumbs in his mouth and began to chew, but he didn't dare to look up at Feng Junhou.

  I could only hear her say vaguely: "It seems...it seems to be it?"

  Feng Junhou stood up suddenly, and cursed angrily:

   "What does it mean to be like, you can just say it's me! General Guan said that you always forget your child's last name, so you were right!"

**** it!

  Because Lao Tzu’s status is valuable enough, his status is high enough, his power is strong enough, and he can independently decide everything in Guanzhong, so he should blame the emperor?

  Feng Junhou took two steps back and forth, turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaosi who was aggrieved and about to shed tears.

   He grunted bitterly, but finally didn't have the heart to continue cursing.

  Because he knew that Zhang Xiaosi had no control over this matter, she was just conveying the meaning of the queen in the palace.

  If it wasn’t for the empress of the Han Dynasty who was Zhang Xiaosi’s sister, Feng Junhou would have wished to marry her mother.

   "Damn it! Some people in the big man say that I am slick, and that I am cruel."

   "Now that I'm really going to do this, I'm afraid that even the people of Wei State will say that I'm a villain who doesn't keep his word?"

  Although the queen's idea is very wicked, Xiao Wenhe also knows that there is really no way out of it.

   Such matters must be handled by the most trusted person in the royal family, so that the palace can rest assured.

  Others want to do it, but I'm afraid they don't have the qualifications yet.

   Just thinking that he was the one who was the one to blame, Feng Junhou became more and more angry as he thought about it, and couldn't help but yell:

   "Sima Yi, that old tortoise!"

   It can only be said that it is worthy of being an old Yinbi who can make a comeback under a disadvantaged situation?

  Feng Junhou finally learned the power of the famous Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in history.

   After he was tired of cursing, he sat back in his seat, closed his eyes, and asked unrequitedly:

   "What's the name of Esaku?"

   When Xi Zuo comes back, I must let him know who is his savior!

   "Guo Mo."

   Feng Junhou opened his eyes immediately after hearing this: "Who? Guo Mo?"

   "Yes, I heard that the prime minister sent him to Wei Guo more than ten years ago..."

   "Okay, you don't need to talk about it." Feng Junhou signaled Zhang Xiaosi not to say any more: "I agree to this matter."

"ah?"

  Before the prime minister was alive, he had promised this person that he owed him a tune, and now let me repay it.

  Feng Junhou sighed lightly, and it can be regarded as fulfilling a wish for the prime minister.

   "Bring me my flute."

   "What does Ah Lang want the flute for?"

   "Being hurt by the one you love, play the flute to soothe your depressed mind."

"oh."

  Zhang Xingyi responded obediently, "What song does A Lang want to play?"

   "Swordsman."

  (end of this chapter)