Chapter 536 Unintentional insertion

   "What's wrong with the award?" Feng Yongqian laughed, turned around and walked out, "Sit down, sir, I'll go and see if the dinner in the kitchen is ready..."

  Unexpectedly, before his foot stepped out of the door, Guan Ji closed the door with a gust of wind, and stood in front of the door, looking at Feng Yong with a half-smile.

   "I have my own cook for the kitchen. Alang has been tired all day, so just wait and don't worry about it."

   "No... no, what I mean is, I'm going to see if the bathing water is ready. Xijun also said that I've been tired all day, and I'm sweating all over. I want to take a bath."

   Sweat was pouring out of Feng Yong's forehead.

   "It hasn't been cooked yet. My concubine told me when I came back, don't rush to boil the hot water."

   "For... why?"

  Feng Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Xi Jun, it's too hot today, can you open the door?"

   "Not good." Guan Ji shook her head bluntly, "Did A Lang ask my concubine for her opinion when he ran alone today? Now I have to learn from A Lang."

   "Well, I have something to do today."

  Feng Yong quickly argued.

   "The concubine also has something to say to A Lang."

   Guan Ji said, with a sneer on her face, and began to approach again step by step.

  Feng Yong slid in fright, "Xijun, if you have something to say, please speak up, don't do anything."

  Guan Ji snorted, "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I am used to talking with fists and feet. Besides, my concubine is already clumsy, and Alang is famous for his eloquence among the big men."

   "I don't have the skills to speak out against A Lang. When A Lang taught Erlang the art of war, he also said that we should use our own strengths to defeat the enemy's weaknesses..."

  Feng Yong became angry on the spot when he heard this: This woman really didn't fight for three days, she went to the house to expose the tiles!

  Lao Tzu is a man with both ability and political integrity, which Jiang Canjun only admitted today.

  In the past, outsiders slandered your husband and son-in-law, and it was just a matter of rhetoric, but I never thought that you would follow suit like this, which is tolerable or unbearable!

  I took a few steps back and made a defensive gesture, "Xijun, come here again, don't blame me for being rude!"

  Guan Ji, however, ignored the three-year-old child-like defense of a certain soil turtle, bullied her forward, and slapped his moves away with a single slap!

Feng Yong only felt dazzled, his chest tightened, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he flew up, and then with a "boom", he sat down heavily on the chair, almost didn't catch his breath, and only felt a burst of pain in his lower body. Numbness.

  Guan Ji's prosperous beauty was pasted within an inch of Feng Yong's eyes, and he said word by word, "Ah Lang, I want to ask you for something."

   "Is there anything we can't ask for between husband and wife? Xijun just said it."

  Feng Yong felt his whole body was crisp and numb, tears were about to burst out from this sitting.

   "My concubine wants to inspect the three counties of Sunshui, but I don't want to go to the racecourse. What does Alang think?"

  Guan Ji wrapped her arms around Feng Yong's neck, and whispered in his ear, the faint fragrance of her daughter wafted into her nose.

  It was a different day, such an ambiguous gesture, such a semi-dark environment, such soft words, definitely tickled Feng Yong's itchy spot, and he just wanted to embrace that warm and fragrant nephrite to turn over and become the master.

  It's a pity that at this time, he has no guts to bear it.

   "This... Well, it's not impossible."

  Feng Yong first affirmed Guan Ji's idea.

   "Really?"

  Guan Ji's face brightened.

   "That's natural. But Xijun, do you remember that time when we first went to Hanzhong, when we stopped at Yang'an Pass, I sent you back to the library?"

  Feng Yong tried his best to relax his tone, and asked softly.

  When Guan Ji heard it, water rippled in her eyes, and a trace of sweetness appeared on her face, "Naturally I remember."

  At the beginning, on the city wall of Yang'an Pass, I fought exhaustingly with the barbarian woman of the Huang family, and finally let the guy in front of me take advantage of it, saying that "male and female are flying around the forest", which made me think wildly.

  Thinking of this, Guan Ji bit her plump red lips, glared at the guy in front of her who had become her bedside person, and let out a soft "Bah", "Deng Tuzi!"

  Although he didn't understand why Guan Ji scolded him, Feng Yong was keenly aware of her emotional changes, and immediately coaxed, "Do you remember the agreement between you and me when we were at the gate of the building?"

"What?"

  Guan Ji thought about it, but she didn't remember any agreement she had with him.

"Wherever the sun and moon shine, and where the rivers and rivers go, they are all Han soil. The big man has always been there, but it's just not yet the time for recovery." Feng Yong said awe-inspiringly, "At that time you praised me as a young hero, and said that it was time for me to fulfill my promise. , willing to kowtow for me."

  Guan Ji's body shook.

   "Xijun, I will always remember the agreement between you and me."

  Feng Yong touched Guan Ji's waist dishonestly, and coaxed, "It's just that the Han Dynasty is declining now. To revive the Han Dynasty, not only must the men fight on the battlefield, but also the women must help."

   "How can A Lang want a woman to help him?"

  Guan Ji asked in a murmur.

   "The first emperor and the Cao bandits fought in Hanzhong. It was really a battle for the survival of the great Han. If you win, the great Han will still have room to breathe. If you lose, there will be no great Han in the world."

   "In the battle of Hanzhong, the late emperor and the Cao bandits confronted each other for two years. The situation was extremely critical. At that time, the men fought in front, and the women transported food in the rear."

   "Imagine, if there were no women to carry food behind, it is still unknown whether the Battle of Hanzhong could be won against the Cao bandits! That's why I often say that women can hold up half the sky even if women don't give way to men. Is it a lie?"

   Speaking of this, the salty pig's hand around Guan Ji's waist obviously felt the muscles relax, and he was overjoyed. He hurriedly tried his best to arouse his three-inch tongue, and launched a special skill: clever words and tricks.

"Xijun, I know that you want to inherit the ambition of the old lord Hou Dazhi and revive the Han Dynasty. But it is useless to think about it, you have to take action. I asked you to help out at Hualan's horse farm, but it was actually for you I can fulfill my wish."

  Although she knew that the person in front of her was lying to her, Guan Ji just wanted to listen, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Go on, if you don't satisfy me, I'll see how I deal with you!"

   "What if you can meet Xijun's wishes?"

  Feng Yong often suffered losses when dealing with the old monster Zhuge, but when dealing with others, he often made gains.

   Now that I hear Guan Ji's words, how can there be any reason to let go and take advantage?

   "If it suits my concubine's wishes..."

Guan Ji was about to follow his words and agree, but she accidentally saw the wretched look on the man's face, and then she slapped Feng Yong's shoulder with such force that it almost knocked someone off their feet, " I can't bear dirty thoughts!"

After eating so much saliva from someone, Guan Ji couldn't understand him very well. This slap wiped out Feng Yonggang's charming thoughts, "If the concubine agrees, then this incident will be regarded as a revelation." !"

   Sure enough, all the conspiracies and tricks are scum in the face of real strength. No matter how many designs, they can't compare with the tyrannical force of others, so just go over with a bang!

   "Okay, I say."

  Feng Yong had no choice but to say resentfully, "Xijun is a woman, so she can't bear the name of Guan Suo for the rest of her life, can she? If something is missed one day, it might cause trouble for the Guan family."

  Guan Ji frowned slightly when she heard this, she really didn't expect this level, "Then what good method does Alang have?"

   "Yes! Detachment of Women, I wonder if Xijun has heard of it?"

   "Never."

   "The so-called Women's Army is a team composed of women."

   "Isn't that the same as those maidservants around Mrs. Sun who married the late emperor?"

  Guan Ji blurted out.

  Mrs. Sun is Sun Quan's younger sister, Sun Shangxiang.

   "Yes, yes, yes!" Feng Yong said hastily, "It's somewhat similar, but Mrs. Sun's maidservants are only protecting her safety, and there is an element of playfulness, which is not a big scene."

   "The women's army I'm talking about is learning from the soldiers in the barracks. On weekdays, they also learn swords and guns, and even military formations. Even if they don't have the chance to go to the battlefield, they can help maintain peace in the rear."

"On weekdays, I help patrol the village. Don't say it's those whores who don't dare to cause trouble anymore. Even if the enemy's spy comes, they can also help to catch them. If you really want to wait for the big man to have such a big event as the Battle of Hanzhong, the Detachment of Women will play a big role It worked."

   "The most important thing is that when the women's army really becomes popular, it can also set an example for women all over the world, letting them understand that they are no worse than men."

  Princess Pingyang, the third daughter of Li Yuan, and the third lady, Mrs. Zhongshun, the female leader of the Mongolian tribe in the Ming Dynasty, all led the Detachment of Women, let alone the famous Red Detachment of Women.

   Once Feng Tubie's clever tricks are activated, it really ignores all defenses.

  At least the records so far are 100% successful, and there is no failure.

   Even if it is launched against the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, it is no exception, let alone against Guan Ji?

  When Guan Ji heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

   "Women patrolling the village, I'm afraid there will be criticism..."

  Guan Ji hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? Hualan's tribe respects women. Her tribe used to have the habit of using women as soldiers. At that time, I will come forward in the name of the government and use the pretext of respecting Hualan's tribe. Her racecourse forms a women's army, who will chew their tongues?"

"Xijun has the experience of leading the army and has been fighting on the battlefield. He just happens to be a general in the army. Thinking about the flower garland, there will be no objection. At that time, the Detachment Army will first maintain order in the racecourse, then patrol Qiongdu, and finally patrol Sunshui three counties."

   "People in the world will gradually get used to walking like this step by step. Moreover, the more they are, the more they are barbarians. How can there be so many rules?"

   "It turns out that Alang had such a plan long ago?"

  After hearing Feng Yong's words, Guan Ji felt that she finally understood his painstaking efforts.

"Yes," Feng Yong's hand moved up Guan Ji's waist, caressing her beautiful face, "I hope that one day, Xijun will not have to work so hard to pretend to be a man, and can be a woman in a dignified way." , lead an army, and walk in the world."

   "When the time comes, all women will be proud of Xijun and take the Women's Army as a model. It is impossible to say that they can leave a name in the history!"

   "Ah Lang, you are so kind..."

  The more Guan Ji listened, the hotter her heart became, and her eyes began to blur. It seemed that she hadn't avoided someone's stunt after all.

  Feng Yong was overjoyed, he had finally passed the level of Xin Dao, and when he looked up and saw Yi Ren's plump, rosy lips pursed slightly, it was very attractive, and his heart skipped a beat.

  He was about to move his hand, but Guan Ji had noticed it a long time ago, and immediately slapped his hand off, got up and left, "spit", "I'm covered in sweat, it smells so bad, go take a bath!"

  The beauty is far away, and the fragrance also disappears. Feng Yong felt lost, and said angrily, "Didn't you just say that the water was not boiled?"

   "I lied to you!" Guan Ji smiled charmingly, "Knowing that Alang works hard during the day and loves to be clean, I have already ordered the good cook to boil the water, and I am waiting for Alang to come back."

   After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

  Feng Yong sat there dumbfounded, glanced down, and felt like crying.

  After this discussion, Guan Ji became very motivated to go to work again. She woke up early the next day, gave Feng Yong some careless instructions on martial arts, and then urged her to eat.

  Feng Yong thought that she had exhausted too much energy last night and urgently needed to replenish energy.

   It happened that Hualan came to find someone on time again, Guan Ji hurriedly finished eating, and took the initiative to run out with Hualan.

  Feng Yong clearly saw the joy and happiness on Hualan's face before going out.

  At the moment, he was both funny and worried. When the little girl knew Guan Ji's true identity, would she burn down her ranch?

  Looking at her temper, it is very likely that wow!

  However, Feng Yong can't decide whether she will burn her own ranch or not, but the pastures in Yuejuan have to step up their preparations, because it seems that half of the year is over.

  Before winter, at least part of the forage should be saved.

   At the same time, it is necessary to divide the wintering places of each tribe.

   In this regard, Zagotel's tribe is a good helper.

  Because they were nomads before, they knew what cattle and sheep need to pay attention to during the winter, and they were the first tribe to take the initiative to join Feng Yong, so they were deeply trusted by Feng Yong.

  Although he was intercepted as a mascot in the end, Zagotel led Zhao Guang in Yinping, and Feng Yong never forgot about this tribe.

  Zagotel's tribe served as mascots, and was arranged by the old monster Zhuge to herd in Yuexuan. In fact, it was a cover for the Southern Expedition Army at that time.

   Later, I took advantage of the situation and was resettled in Yuejuan, and my life was not bad, maybe better than in Yinzhou.

   While grazing on weekdays, there is not enough food to eat. Occasionally, a big man can help him. Anyway, he will not starve to death, but it is not enough to say that he is satisfied.

  It wasn't until Feng Yong came to power and Yuexuan that this was truly a turn of events.

  First, he followed Feng Yong to Qiongdu, and was placed in a land with fertile water and grass, under the protection of King Feng Gui.

   Later, Feng Yong wanted to divide the pastures for the various tribes in Yuexuan. Because the tribe in Zagotel was good at grazing, Feng Yong ordered him to find a suitable place for cattle and sheep to spend the winter in the Sunshui River Valley.

  Up to now, Zagotel has claimed to be Feng Langjun's servant, riding a horse all day long, pointing the country with a whip, and the status of his tribe is far beyond that of the tribes of the Yi people.

  The name Feng Langjun is not what ordinary people can call nowadays.

  Ordinary people have to be called Feng Junhou, or Feng Changshi.

   "King Zagotel, come, this is the beef jerky preserved by my tribe. It has a special flavor. I brought it here for you to taste."

  The wolf from the cattle department took an opportunity to find Zagotel's residence and sent several pieces of beef jerky.

   "I can't make it, I can't make it."

  Zagotel kept saying that he couldn't do it.

   "This is a little thought from me..."

  Lang Li thought Zagotel didn’t accept beef jerky, and was about to persuade him, but Zagotel took it without hesitation.

   "This title is inappropriate. I was already Feng Langjun's servant three years ago. The whole family is Feng Langjun's servant. I am not a king, so don't call me a king."

  The corner of Wolf Li’s mouth twitched. Nima, you said it was a few months ago, but now it’s three years ago?

   "Brother Zagotel knew Feng Junhou three years ago?"

   Disgusting is disgusting, but Lang Li made a curious expression on his face and asked about the truth.

"Of course!"

   Regarding the matter of taking refuge in Feng Yong, in my opinion now, it was the most correct decision I made in my life.

I saw Zagotel proudly saying, "Back then, Feng Langjun took the woolen cloth to the west to trade, and I was appreciated by Feng Langjun, and I was rewarded with a lot of woolen cloth. The family has taken refuge in Feng Langjun."

  He was smart, he only said that he had received Feng Yong's great favor, and that's why he joined his family, but he didn't say a word about helping Zhao Guang.

   "When I was in Hanjia County, I also heard that there was a Feng Langjun who made an alliance with our Qianghu and killed the white horse. He won the trust of Qianghu, the military capital of Yinping, but I don't know what is the relationship between Feng Langjun and Feng Junhou?"

  North of Yuexi is Hanjia County, north of Hanjia County is Wenshan County, next door to Wenshan County is Yinping County.

  The people of Qianghu traveled from north to south along the Hengduan Mountains all the year round.

  Feng Yong and the Qianghu people killed the white horse and made an alliance, promising to treat Qianghu fairly forever, and won the heart of Qianghu, the military capital of Yinping.

  Combined with the gradual expansion of wool harvesting and wool cloth trading, this legend has also become more and more widespread, and even has different versions.

  Hanjia County, where Langli is located, has naturally heard of this legend.

   It's just that he heard a legend that there was a Feng Langjun who was instructed by the sheep **** in the mountains and could turn wool into fine and warm cloth.

Later, Feng Langjun came out from the deep mountains and saw that the grazing tribes were always intruded by the cold, so he showed kindness, ignored the difference between Han and Hu, and vowed to treat Qiang Hu fairly, so that everyone could wear them to keep warm. clothing.

   In order to flatter, Zagotel will naturally boast about killing a white horse and making blood for an alliance.

  Lang Li heard about this, so he specially found an opportunity to come here to confirm the authenticity of the legend.

   "What's the relationship? Hehe!" Zagotel pretended to be mysterious and smiled, "In this world, there is only one Feng Langjun worthy of me, Zagotel, as his servant. What do you think is the relationship?"

  Wolf from tiger... The wolf's body trembled, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this Feng Changshi really the same Feng Langjun who killed the white horse in Ju County and made blood for an alliance?"

   "Otherwise, look at these tribes in Qiongdu? They can eat enough now, which one is not favored by Feng Langjun? In this world, which Han people have such great kindness?"

  Zagotel held his head up and pointed outside, as if he did those things.

"I see…"

  Lang Li lowered his head, thoughtful.

   "If you don't believe it, you can ask those high-ranking Han officials if Feng Langjun made this wool cloth."

  Zagotel pointed.

  Lang Li glanced at him, and said with a smile, "I've neglected this."

  At the same time, I thought to myself, if I can ask you, Nima, why should I ask you? !

  Although he took the initiative to bring the tribe to join him, he can't even be called a king according to his status, because the king of the Yanniu tribe is Langlu, and he is still nesting in the deep mountains of Hanjia County.

  Although I have already left the Yanniu Department, it is always right to be cautious.

   What's more, what about Feng Changshi is something that ordinary people can inquire about?

  The most important thing is to ask the Han officials about Feng Changshi in your own capacity... That is really like lighting a lamp in a cesspit, courting death.

  Maybe just asking the question, but someone will be branded as having bad intentions, and then be stabbed to death to receive a reward-what else can you do such a taboo thing, except for ulterior motives? Maybe he brought his tribe to vote just to be an assassin. Otherwise, why didn't the wolf come?

   But Zagotel's words reminded Lang Li.

  He thought to himself, Feng Changshi can't be inquired about, but Maobu can always be inquired about, right? As long as it is confirmed that this wool cloth was made by Feng Changshi, then he must be the legendary Feng Langjun who killed the white horse and made a blood alliance!

  I have finally dealt with General Zhang a few times, and I have a little friendship, and I will ask about it when I find a chance.

  Thinking of this, Langli made up his mind, talked with Zagotel for a while, and then took a chance to say goodbye.

Zagotel watched the wolf leave, took a dagger and cut off a piece of beef jerky, tasted it, nodded, and said to himself, "This taste is good, I can give it to Feng Langjun as a token of my heart." .”

  Thinking like this, he took the beef jerky and went out to flatter him.

  (end of this chapter)