Chapter 913 Genetic diseases

  In the past, when Xia Houba first came to Hanzhong, although Zhang Xiaosi called him uncle in front of his mother, but behind his back, he called him by his first name.

  The reason is also very simple. Not only did Xia Houba fail to serve the great man, he even became hostile to the great man in front of the emperor.

  So Zhang Xiaosi doesn't really agree with this uncle in his heart, let alone Cao Zhi is the real Wei thief and false king.

  In fact, she is more concerned about whether there is any sensitive or important information in the letter that Cao Zijian asked Cao San to send before Cao Zijian died.

  At this time, there was a cry from inside, and the nurse came out holding Ah Shun:

   "Ma'am, there seems to be something wrong with Mr. Xiao Lang..."

   Guan Ji, who had only eaten half of the meal, quickly stood up to take the child, and habitually touched the child's forehead.

   "How is it? Are you okay?"

  Feng Yong also stood up and asked worriedly.

  Compared to Shuangshuang and Ah Chong, Ah Shun's body seems to be a little weaker, and he often has minor problems.

   And he was much more troubled than his elder sister and elder brother, often crying several times in the middle of the night.

  While shaking her son, Guan Ji replied, "It's fine."

  Looking at Ah Shun who was still crying, Feng Yong sighed: "This is the one who likes to make trouble."

   "My child, this is normal. People like Shuangshuang and Ah Chong are so reassuring, they are rare."

  Guan Ji didn't care, she coaxed the child carefully while defending Ah Shun.

  She is already the mother of three children, and she often talks to female medical workers about this issue on weekdays. Naturally, she knows more about raising children than Governor Feng.

  Seeing that Ah Shun couldn't stop crying, even Zhang Xingyi couldn't sit still:

   "Sister, is it really all right?"

   "It's okay, I'll just pay attention tonight."

  Well, after getting the news he wanted, the corners of Zhang Xiaosi's mouth curled up slightly, and then he glanced at Governor Feng again.

  At the same time, Governor Feng glanced at Zhang Xiaosi with a tacit understanding.

  With just one glance, the two parties have reached a secret agreement.

  It was night, Governor Feng came to Zhang Xiaosi's courtyard with ease, entered the boudoir with ease, lifted the incense tent with ease, and rolled onto the couch.

  Lying on the couch like a dead dog, Governor Feng took out the letter: "Here."

   Somewhat surprised by Governor Feng's straightforwardness, Zhang Xingyi took the letter, leaned out half of his body outside the tent, and quickly browsed it under the light of the room.

   After watching, joy soon appeared on her face.

  Then retracted into the tent, and happily kissed Governor Feng: "Diabetes?"

   Governor Feng nodded: "No mistake, the Cao family does have diabetes, and it was passed down from the Bian family."

  The Bian family has a nephew named Bian Lan, who is currently General Zhaolie of the Wei State, and at the same time inherits his father's title as Marquis of Kaiyang, and is a regular servant of Sanqi.

  He has a very strange symptom. He often has a dry mouth and needs to carry soup with him.

   This is not a secret, and spies can easily find out this news.

  Now in Cao Zhi’s letter, he also said that he suffered from diabetes. Cao’s family genetic disease is basically a solid hammer.

   "And then?" Zhang Xingyi's face seemed to be glowing, "Does it mean that Cao Rui also has this disease?"

   "Sixty to seventy percent." Feng Yong clasped his hands behind his head and looked at the top of the tent, "If the batch of goods that suddenly increased demand in Guanzhong really fell into Cao Rui's hands, it would be considered basically certain."

   Quenching thirst with honey water is the habit of wealthy families in this era, and they must be top-notch wealthy families to be eligible.

   If you look a little further away, you can see Yuan Shu, a son of a noble family, who wanted to quench his thirst with honey syrup after the defeat.

  In the end, because there was no honey in the army, he was so angry and anxious that he vomited blood and died.

  Cao Pi, who was a little closer, was even more obvious. He even wrote poems about taking rose apple wine to quench his thirst, praising it as refreshing and quenching his thirst.

  A little further back, in the original history, Sun Liang, the second emperor of the state of Wu, left the allusion of wise identification of treacherous officials, which also originated from the desire to soak plums in honey water.

  Which of these three is not the owner?

  The people who can continue to buy brown sugar honey wine and rose peach wine in large quantities are all the top families in Wei State.

  In fact, there are the exact illnesses of Bian Lan and Cao Zhi.

  According to Cao Rui's early death in history, Feng Yong has actually judged in his heart that Cao Rui is very likely to be unable to escape this disease.

   "If Bian really passed the disease on to Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, why did Bian live so long?"

  Zhang Xingyi leaned half of his body on Feng Yong's chest, and asked softly.

  Feng Yong had thought about this question a long time ago, and explained:

   "Although Mrs. Bian came from a humble background, she has a good family tradition and is known for being frugal. Even if she has this disease, the harm will not be too great."

   "Only people who live extravagantly can die from this disease."

   While talking, he stretched out his hand, subconsciously stroked Zhang Xingyi's loose hair, and said slowly:

   "It's a pity that our penetration into the Wei state is still too shallow, and we will increase the layout in the future."

  Feng Yong was a little depressed that such a large batch of valuable goods ended up going, but he couldn't grasp it.

  Zhang Xingyi drew circles on Feng Cishi's chest with his small hand, and smiled softly:

   "I think of someone."

"who?"

   "Xiahouba, that is, my uncle."

   "Him? What happened to him?"

   "Xiahou's family, because of my good uncle, Cao Rui is very wary of Xiahou's family now. He recalled all Xiahou's family members to Luoyang and put them under strict supervision."

  Feng Yong felt a little itchy in his chest, he pressed Zhang Xingyi's hand through his clothes: "Be clear, you mean the Xiahou clan?"

   "That's right, the Xiahou family." Zhang Xingyi leaned to Feng Yong's side and breathed in his ear like blue:

   "My dear Alang, haven't you forgotten that you tried to buy grain from Guanzhong back then?"

   "Xiahoumao?"

   "Yes, it's Xia Houmao." Zhang Xingyi's voice became a little seductive, "Xiahoumao has no martial arts skills, and is good at making a living. Otherwise, he wouldn't have exchanged grain for wool."

   "Combined with the current situation of the Xiahou tribe, they may not have other ideas, so I think we can try to start with Xiahoumao."

   As she spoke, she turned over and flattened her body, "Maybe we can use Xia, um, my uncle, to see if we can get in touch with Xia Houzhu in Luoyang."

   Governor Feng turned his head to look at her speechlessly.

  The light shines through the gauze tent, making the light in the tent very hazy, but Xiaosi's smooth cheeks can still be reflected.

  Zhang Xiaosi was already beautiful, and this dim light made people's heart flutter even more.

  Who would have thought that such an outstanding woman would gradually become a manipulative figure?

  Feng Inspector sighed: "A niece like you in Xiahou's stall, it's really bad luck..."

   Huarong Yuemao Zhang was furious:

   "Nonsense, obviously I met a ghost king like you!"

   "First, he lured Xiahou Zhu to sell grain, then poured dirty water on Xiahouba, and brazenly spread rumors in the territory of Wei State, which made Xiahou's family fall to the present state."

  As Zhang Xiaosi spoke, he jumped at the person and bit him.

   "Hiss...softer..."

  (end of this chapter)