Chapter 613 Fame

   "Am I talking nonsense?"

  Zhuge Liang sneered, "If Ma Di really died of illness in prison like this, how do you think others will spread the news? Now in Sichuan, no one knows your reputation of 'smart words' and 'ruthless'?"

   "Now that you are in Longyou, you dare to beat the general in public. How do you make others think? What, you want to make up four sentences? Do you want me to give you the title of domineering general?"

  The more Zhuge Liang talked, the more angry he became, and he wanted to throw the bowl out on the spot.

   "When Cao Pi appointed Jia Xu as Taiwei, Sun Quan still laughed at him. Why? Could it be because Jia Xu has no talent? Or is his merit insufficient?"

   "Jia Xu originally had the wisdom of Chen Ping, and he repeatedly offered advice to Cao's bandits. However, he did not practice morality, so Cao Pi appointed Jia Xu as Taiwei, and was laughed at by Sun Quan."

   "You have gained so much notoriety at such a young age. If you make great achievements in the future, if you are entrusted with important tasks, the court will definitely be laughed at by thieves, and even people in the Han Dynasty will discuss it privately."

   "If you don't appoint it, the big man will not know the rewards and punishments, and you may not have a sense of injustice in your heart."

  Among the younger generation, when it comes to Zhuge Liang's most important person, Feng Yong is none other than Feng Yong.

   But those who know his reputation know what it is, but how many people in the world are willing to really understand the things behind this name?

   If these reputations hinder his future in the future, it would be really regrettable and heartbreaking.

  Accumulating feathers sinks a boat, a group lightly breaks a shaft, all mouths make gold, and accumulation destroys bones.

  Now his status and power are not high, so these reputations don't have too much influence on him, but when he really wants to step into the ranks of important ministers of the country, these reputations will be his biggest obstacle.

  Feng Yong grumbled, "I didn't want the title of Ghost King in Nanzhong back then, why did you publicize it, Prime Minister?"

"Can it be the same?" The prime minister of the Han Dynasty almost exploded his lungs on the spot when he heard this, "The title of ghost king is a deterrent to the people of Nanzhongyi. Proof of greatness."

   "Among your many names, this name is the best one..."

   Speaking of this, Zhuge Liang suddenly panicked. Why is it so ugly when it comes to this kid's name?

  Can't you think of a better name for yourself?

  Even if it’s not as good as crouching dragon and phoenix chick, at least you have to have a baby tiger’s first cry, right?

  Thinking of this, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty became more and more annoyed, "Isn't there a famous doctor in your family? Ma Di's disease, you must cure me, otherwise I will not spare you."

  Feng Yong did not dare to take this matter lightly, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yong knows."

  Although my reputation... isn't great, I can't just let myself be depraved all the time, right? Trying to save it, struggling with yourself and not dying, right?

  Fame is invisible, but it affects you all the time.

   Now that I can get the support of Longyou Qianghu, isn't it the reputation I have accumulated over the years?

  In history, are there still few loyal ministers and good generals whose reputations have been ruined because of word of mouth?

  Pan Renmei, Pang Taishi, Chen Shimei, etc., in the future, if someone really wants to make up a legend of "a generation of traitor Feng Langjun", if Feng Yong knows about it, he might be so angry that he would lift his coffin and be reborn again.

  The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty and Feng Langjun seem to have a tacit understanding in some places.

  Feng Yonggang remembered his only good reputation with Qiang Hu, Zhuge Liang opened his mouth to mention one thing.

   "I heard that you are on good terms with a Xianbei tribe called Bald Hair Department?"

   "Bald-haired Xianbei?" Feng Yong was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the "Legend of the Heavenly Maiden" tribe, and nodded immediately, "I had dealings with them when I went to sell woolen cloth in Ju County."

  Speaking of which, the reason why I am famous in Qianghuli in the Longyou area is because of my blood alliance with them.

   "Just dealing with them?" Zhuge Liang was a little disappointed when he heard that, "How did I hear that you are quite familiar with them?"

   "It can be called quite familiar, after all, I made a covenant with the young patriarch of their clan back then," Feng Yong scratched his head, "I promised to deal with them on an equal footing."

   "It turns out that they are the barbarians who made an alliance with you?"

  As soon as Zhuge Liang heard it, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked with great interest, "What happened at that time? Can you tell me about it?"

   "If the prime minister wants to ask, Yong naturally dare not hide it."

  Although I don't know why the old demon Zhuge is interested in this, but this is not shameful to Feng Yong, so I explained it.

   "This bald-haired Xianbei was actually split from Tuoba Xianbei in the northern grasslands. In those years, it has been migrating to the west in order to find a place to settle down."

   "They just passed Hexi that year, and their young patriarch, bald head, brought people to Juxian County, wanting to exchange some winter wool with me."

   "At that time, they didn't understand the rules and almost clashed with us. But it was not easy for the bald man to stand upright. Later, in order to win the trust of the Hu people, I made a covenant with him and traded with the Hu people on an equal footing."

  Hearing this, Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up, he sat up straight and looked towards Feng Yong, and asked anxiously, "What happened next?"

   "Later?" Feng Yong blinked and spread his hands, "I haven't contacted him since then. But last year, he sent someone to send some furs to Ju County and asked Erlang to hand them over to me."

   "Why did he send you fur?"

  Zhuge Liang continued to ask.

   "Didn't the bald people look for a place to live back then? So I pointed out a direction for them, saying that there is a lake and water in Xiqiang, and people have grazed there since ancient times."

   "And it's not a place under the jurisdiction of the big Han. Only some Qianghu live there. With their abilities, they should be able to gain a foothold there."

   After all, he was able to defeat the Xianbei of the Han army, and his combat effectiveness was already considered to be able to walk sideways among the Hu people.

   "Later, they followed the map I drew for them, and finally arrived in the land of Xiqiang, where they settled down. Back then, I made an agreement with him that if his tribe got a place to stay, they would definitely come and talk to me."

  The agreement between Feng Yong and Bald Hair Tian was actually just digging a hole at random, just to see if we could use Bald Hair Xianbei to understand the situation of Northern Xianbei in the future.

   After all, Ke Bineng, an adult in Xianbei in the north, is not as talented as Tan Shihuai, but he can be regarded as a hero anyway, so it is always right to be careful.

   "So in order to thank me for showing the way to their tribe, and at the same time to abide by the agreement with me at the beginning, that bald-haired Tianli sent someone to send some furs all the way."

   Zhuge Liang suddenly got up when he heard this, and fixed his eyes on Feng Yong, "So, do you still have favor for them?"

   "It's not a kindness, is it?" Feng Yong said disapprovingly, "Even if I don't say it, they will find a place to live sooner or later, but the time will be later."

"What kind of talk is this!" The prime minister of the Han Dynasty was dissatisfied with Feng Yong's indifferent attitude. Has it been wiped out?"

  Feng Yong was shocked when he heard this: since when did the prime minister become a person who wants to repay favors?

  (end of this chapter)