Chapter 412 What a big appetite

  Li Hui's eyes fell on Zhao Guang and Wang Xun again.

  The two sons, one is the second son in the family, and the other is born after a barbarian. Now he is in the limelight in Jincheng. Among his peers, there are few eldest sons who can compare with him.

  The earliest reason was that the two of them were the first to call that Feng Langjun his elder brother.

  Thinking like this, he looked at his son again.

  Since the Nanzhong rebellion, the prime minister is afraid that he will try his best to weaken the big family in Nanzhong, and it is impossible to let a big family like the Meng family appear in Nanzhong.

  However, my reputation in Nanzhong at this time is only as high as that of Meng Huo...

   As long as I am alive, the prime minister will not treat the Li family of Nanzhong for his own sake.

  But if he is not here, who will know what will happen to the Li family and what will happen to Da Lang?

  Let Da Lang follow that Feng Langjun, even if the Nanzhong Li family declines in the future, if Da Lang can make his own world without relying on the Nanzhong Li family, that would be a blessing.

Thinking of this, Li Hui laughed, and asked Li Yi in a warm voice, "How many beans did Da Lang bring over this time? These days, many soldiers in the army did not fall under the sword of the rebels, but fell under the sword of the rebels." Under that scorching heat."

   "It doesn't need that Lu bean to cure the poisonous gas in Nanzhong, as long as it can relieve the summer heat, it is considered a great achievement!"

Li Yi heard this, and coughed dryly, "My lord, this time my brother went south and left in a hurry, so I only entrusted the brothers from the Jincheng Xinghan Society to run this matter. When coming from Pingyi, Jincheng's side The first batch of Lu beans has just arrived."

   "But don't worry, my lord. The brothers of Jincheng Xinghanhui have been worrying about this matter, and there will be a lot of beans coming over later."

   As he spoke, Li Yi's eyes drifted away, not daring to look at his lord, so he glanced at Zhao Guang again.

  Xing Han Hui Li Hui certainly knew that before he left Pingyi with his troops, Li Yi, who was far away in Jincheng, wrote him a letter about this.

   But in Li Hui's view, this is just a group of unsuccessful nobles who find some way out for themselves, but they never thought they could do such a beneficial thing for the country.

  It's just Dalang's tone and appearance, but it made Li Hui feel a little bit uneasy, why does he feel something is wrong?

  After thinking about it for a while, I was shocked: You are...you mean something?

  At this moment, Zhao Guang could only hear Zhao Guang chiming in on the side, "Yes, Uncle, most people don't grow too many beans, so it takes a lot of effort to collect them, and they can only be harvested piecemeal."

   "It is also thanks to the unity of the brothers of the Xinghan Association that the matter was not delayed. Even the money for collecting Ludou is my own money on weekdays!"

  Li Hui finally understood this time, and squinted at Zhao Guang.

  When Li Hui took refuge in Liu Bei, he was recommended by Zhao Yun, so the Li family and the Zhao family in Nanzhong had a good relationship.

   It is not wrong for Zhao Guang to call Li Hui uncle.

   It’s just that what Li Hui was thinking at this time was: You called me Li Dudu just now, and you call me uncle whenever you have something?

  You guys, following Feng Mingwen, what did you learn?

  Not to mention anything else, but his own son is wise, but he used to think highly of himself, but he didn't quite fit in with others.

  How can it be like now, to unite with others and do these things for nothing, but openly engage in dirty money and power transactions with yourself?

   This is... so comforting!

   As long as he continues like this, after several years of experience, even if he dies, Li Yi will not suffer much with his ability and face.

  I just wanted to give you a few credits, but I didn't expect that your appetite is much bigger than that of me, the governor. It doesn't count if I get the credit, but I have to recruit a group of people.

   Li Hui was sighing.

   "Counting the people in Jincheng, how many beans do you have?"

   Li Hui asked.

   "It's being stored..."

  Zhao Guang wanted to be sloppy, but Li Yi coughed and interrupted Zhao Guang. He knew his lord better than others.

  Since the adults asked this question, they are ready to deal with the matter, so naturally there is no need to cover it up, so as not to cause the adults' displeasure.

   "Returning to my lord, Jincheng should have almost finished harvesting the beans at this time. A letter has been sent to Hanzhong. With the help of Mrs. Huang and Mr. Zhuge Lang, I think it's almost the same."

   "Also, the lord of the Huang family in Nanxiang County, Mrs. Mu of the Li family, and the lord of the He family in Ju County, all elder brothers have written letters..."

   Jincheng bought everything that could be bought on the market, and Hanzhong had the help of the prime minister's son, and even through the relationship of those aristocratic families, he was able to buy some of the beans in the hands of the rich families in Shu County.

  The Xinghan Club... under the leadership of Feng Mingwen, there is such energy?

  Li Hui's face twitched, so you can control most of the big man's Ludou?

   "There are so many beans, why didn't you tell me earlier? The road in Nanzhong is rugged, and the time is short, how can they be transported to the south on time?"

   "Don't worry, my lord, my brother has established a Dongfeng express company for the purpose of logistics. You don't need the help of the court. As long as your lord speaks, the brothers of the Xinghan Society will work together to deliver the beans."

  What nonsense is this talking about?

  Li Hui felt that he could not keep up with his son.

   "What is Dongfeng Express? What is logistics?"

   "The so-called logistics means the circulation and delivery of goods. The hall established by my brother is dedicated to this industry, and the name of the hall is Dongfeng Express."

  When Li Hui heard this, his eyes widened!

   Listening to what you mean, it turns out that my old man was wrong just now. Your appetite is not just bigger than mine, it is simply to swallow the sky!

   Controlled most of the Lu beans in the whole Dahan, and can still send them to the place they want to send, what is it if it is not swallowing the sky?

  One day, can the same method be used to control the food of the big man?

   "You...you are so bold! I wonder if this is a taboo thing?"

  Li Hui looked at the three excited children in front of him with some trembling.

   Yes, you are still children!

  How dare you do such a shocking thing? How is this different from rebellion?

   "My lord, don't panic, among them,"

  Li Yi pointed to the sky, "There is a 40% share."

   Oh, that's fine.

   Not right either!

  Li Hui glanced at them, "Why is it only 40%? At least half of it?"

   "The other 10% belonged to the prime minister's mansion. The prime minister was not at the mansion at the time, and the wife took it on her behalf..."

  Li Yi shrank his neck, "The rest is divided among the many brothers of our Xinghan Club."

  As soon as this remark came out, Li Hui suddenly felt that he was wrong again. He is still a child!

   Impeccable, people can't fault it at all.

  Even if the prime minister knew about it, he would only hold his nose and admit it.

  Because there is nothing bigger than Nanzheng now.

   Ludou beans needless to say can detoxify, as long as they can relieve summer heat, the prime minister will wish the more the better.

  If you don’t come to Nanzhong, the northerners don’t know how hot the sun and heat are in Nanzhong.

   "Nanzhou's water and soil are warm and hot, and there is miasma, and ten people will die." This is recorded in historical books, and it is not false.

   That is to say, in the past, when the great Han conquered Nanzhou, before they had time to fight, nearly half of the soldiers in the army had fallen because of the sweltering heat and miasma.

  The young gentlemen after Xungui did not hesitate to pay out of their own pockets, thinking of ways to buy Ludou beans that can relieve the summer heat in the South, and even thinking of ways to send them to the Southern Expedition Army. What is this not a matter of loyalty to the state?

   Share your worries for Your Majesty...

  A whole heart...

   Anyway, it doesn't matter how you say it.

  Who dares to say no?

   What's more, Lu beans can be used as half of the food.

  How can the prime minister be stingy with such a little credit for being able to relieve the suffering of the soldiers and calm down Nanzhong as soon as possible?

   "There are quite a few people in the army who are suffering from fever. Go and cook some Ludou soup as soon as possible. If it really works, then why not if I just respond to it?"

   "No!"

  The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw excitement in each other's eyes—this matter has already been more than half done.

   Ludou beans can relieve Fa Sha, which they have already verified, so there is no need to doubt it.

   "Wait a minute, Dalang."

  Li Hui called to stop Li Yi who was about to go out.

   "Is there anything else the adults want to tell the child?"

  Li Hui stared straight at him, and asked, "You've put in so much effort, aren't you afraid that something might happen?"

  What if the prime minister does not agree to this matter?

  Li Yi grinned, "Don't worry, my lord, there is nothing wrong with it. Pingyi has been storing the beans from Jincheng all the time. Even if the prime minister doesn't agree to this matter, it doesn't matter. The plantation is still needed anyway."

   Labor is also very valuable these days.

  If drinking Lu bean soup can relieve the heat, it's better than going to a medical worker for treatment or directly making people sick and dead, isn't it?

  Li Hui took a deep look at Li Yi, nodded and said, "I know! You go."

  Feng Yong, who was far away in Weixian County, soon received Li Yi's letter. After reading it, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

   "Wei Ran, take a look."

  Feng Yong handed the letter to Yang Wanwan.

  Yang Wanwan speaks Chinese fluently and can understand common Chinese characters.

  After reading it, he was beaming with joy, "Brother, Governor Li promised us."

   "Of course I will agree. It is beneficial to others and self, and it is also beneficial to the Southern Expedition. How could you not agree?"

  The road in Nanzhong is rugged and the land is not three miles flat. It is not an easy task to transport grain.

   Otherwise, the old demon Zhuge would not have asked Huo Aji's tribe to help transport food.

   Lu beans can not only relieve heat, but also help detoxification to some extent, and can also be eaten as food. A fool would not agree.

The smile on Feng Yong's face became stronger and stronger, "Go and inform the people in Jincheng immediately, and tell them not to worry about it anymore. Also, tell them that Dongfeng Express lacks guards, let them find a way Some people come in."

  This year is not peaceful, so there must be security on the road.

  Let the people from the Xinghan Association tell their family members that it shouldn’t be a big problem to get those idle militiamen from Nanzhong to Dongfeng Express as security guards.

  After all, a considerable number of members of the Xinghan Club are not valued by their families because the family's resources are not enough. If they have a way to find resources, the family members have no reason to refuse to help them.

  For example, Zhao Guang, isn’t there a part of the Zhao family by his side?

   "Little brother understands."

  After Yang Wanwan agreed, he immediately went down to make arrangements.

  There was a faint muffled sound of thunder in the distance, and a cool breeze blew into the house.

  Feng Yong walked to the door of the house and looked at the sky. At some point, the dark clouds in the sky began to gather again, and the wind blowing did not know when it became cool. It seemed that it was another heavy rain.

  The sky is not sunny for three days, and the land is not flat for three days.

   It is about Nanzhong.

  Especially in summer, it rains almost every day, even if there is no heavy rain, you have to squeeze some showers to fall.

  The only constant is that no matter whether it rains heavily or lightly, the sky will thunder.

  Feng Yong watched the soybean-like raindrops fall, and frowned slightly. The joy he had just lost disappeared, and at the same time, he felt restless. He didn't know where Guan Xing was now?

  In order not to delay the matter, Zhang Bao sent someone back to Jincheng to inquire about the news.

   On the one hand, he personally led people over Tanglang Mountain, and re-entered Yuexi County to Qiongdu to inquire about Guan Xing's whereabouts. Because Guan Xing wanted to return to Jincheng, he must first return to Qiongdu, and then set off from there.

  As for Feng Yong’s suggestion to ask Zhuge Liang, Zhang Bao rejected it impatiently: because the prime minister has led his troops across Lushui and entered the barren land, how could the prime minister know where the Anguo people are now?

   It's better to catch up all the way by yourself, maybe you can catch up with someone halfway.

   Feng Yong felt extremely annoyed by the situation where everyone wanted to find each other, but no one knew where the other was.

   There is no phone, but a telegram is fine!

  Finally, he had no choice but to stay in Wei County obediently as agreed, passively waiting for Zhang Bao to send someone to deliver the news.

   This wait is more than ten days.

Until one day, when Feng Yong was trying to filter the last thin layer of bottom liquid in the wine jar in the yard, he saw Zhang Bao rushing in with a gust of wind. Before he could stand still, he shouted, "Quick! Quick!"

   "Zhang Junhou! How could you..."

  Before Feng Yong finished his sentence, he suddenly got a jolt, subconsciously remembered something, fixed his eyes and looked behind him, and saw a group of people rushing in behind Zhang Bao.

  The one in the lead was a handsome gentleman, and when he saw Feng Yong, he cried out in distress, "Feng Lang, help my brother."

   "Three Niangs!"

  Feng Yong let out a cry of surprise, and then saw Guan Xing behind her being supported by two people, his eyes were closed tightly, and beads of sweat were streaming down his forehead.

   "Seizure?"

   "That's right, I had an attack as soon as I arrived in Wei County." Zhang Bao said very quickly, "Don't you have a solution? Hurry up and help Anguo."

   "Help him to the house to lie down first."

  Feng Yong stayed in Wei County just for the arrival of Guan Xing. He had expected such a day for a long time. Seeing that everyone was flustered, he said calmly.

   What Feng Yong didn't expect was that Guan Xing had already been tortured badly by malaria after being ill for a month or so.

  In Huangzhuang in Jincheng, Guan Xing was still a radiant young man at that time, and even had the energy to threaten himself severely with his eyes.

  Now he has a sickly flush on his face, and his two cheekbones protrude there like two hills. The cheek twisted from time to time due to pain, as if every movement was a huge torture.

   Obviously, this is entering a fever period.

   During the febrile period, the body temperature of malaria patients will soar to 40 degrees or above, accompanied by symptoms such as headache, body aches, and nausea.

  Ordinary high fever will only make people dizzy, but with malaria fever, the patient is very clear-headed, so every bit of pain in the body can be clearly felt.

  Some patients will feel the pain of tens of thousands of needles even if they move a little.

   "Hurry up, help An Guo in."

   Zhang Bao greeted quickly when he heard it.

   No, that's my house!

  Feng Yong watched helplessly as everyone put Guan Xing on his bed.

"what's next?"

  Zhang Bao turned around and asked eagerly.

   With tears in her eyes, Guan Ji was looking at him nervously, for fear that Feng Yong might say something bad.

   "Next..." Feng Yong looked around at the crowd, pointed to Amei, and said, "Amei, come here and help me torment some medicine."

  He still has a lot of questions to ask Ah Mui.

   The process of waiting is anxious, but as long as you see someone, it is considered that the problem is imminent, and you just need to think of a way to solve it.

  The concentration of artemisinin that has been soaked for so long must be sufficient. The only problem is how to inject artemisinin into Guan Xing's body.

   Before solving this problem, Feng Yong still has a way to suppress Guan Xing's malaria for half a month.

  (end of this chapter)