Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 66 Selling a woman for glory?

"Shanmen disciple, isn't this clear long ago?"

"There are so many gates in the world, where did he come from? Always be clear, right?" Huang Yueying twisted Zhuge Liang and said angrily, "Didn't you boast that there are no gates in the world without you? Don't you know where the boy's teacher is?"

"It's a bit difficult." Zhuge Liang rubbed his forehead and sighed, "I've checked everything that can be checked, at least from the point of view of his family's entry into Shu, they haven't found anything unusual. The most suspicious thing is that the madman After entering the deep mountain, after coming out, it is like a different person, which is really strange."

"Could it be Su Hui?"

Zhuge Liang smiled lightly, with a hint of incomprehension in his tone: "Xijun knows that I never believe in the words of Futu. If it is Su Hui, it is better to believe that there are experts around him who give him advice, but It was never discovered."

"Why didn't he learn it himself?"

"It's not impossible. If it is what he has learned, then this child should have been taught by an expert who has been hiding behind him since he was a child, but he is not allowed to show his knowledge in front of others. It was not until the beginning of the year that his family changed greatly, and he decided to let him He doesn't hold back anymore."

"However, he is also a disciple of the Mountain Sect. If he has always been surrounded by experts, why would he ignore his grandmother's death?" Huang Yueying said suspiciously.

"Don't forget the fact that he went crazy into the mountain. It is estimated that he was hysterical due to the death of Qi Weng. The people of the mountain gate tried to let him enter the mountain for treatment."

"In this case, it makes sense. I just didn't expect his grandmother to lose her life because of this. It's really God's will." Huang Yueying sighed.

"Don't forget, Mr. Xi, although this son doesn't treat me very well, he is willing to get close to Mr. Xi. You can still remember that you only went to Fengzhuang once before, why did this son keep going to the mansion to give it to you? Bringing you food? Maybe he didn't realize it himself. In fact, the last time he came to the house, the look he looked at you actually contained a little jealousy. This is not something that can be used to cover up the past with ordinary words."

I have to say that the eyes of the old demon Zhuge are still very vicious. For some unknown reasons, Feng Tubie has a natural affinity for Huang Yueying. See through at a glance.

"Alang is saying that the child is like this because of his guilt towards his grandmother?"

"You can't go wrong."

Well, the misunderstanding is indeed a bit big, but Feng Yong's special feelings for Huang Yueying are still known.However, this misunderstanding may not be a bad thing for Feng Tubie.At least in Huang Yueying's heart, I feel that this child can still be close and close!
A few days later, Zhao Guang came to the prime minister's house and told Huang Yueying something, Feng Zhuang's grain output came out.That "high-yield lower field" yielded three and a half shi per mu of grain, and the other three shih per mu.

Although she was already mentally prepared, Huang Yueying was still shocked. This was millet, not wheat!Besides, even if the wheat is fully ripe this year, it will only yield two and a half stones per mu, far from the point where the yield is three stones per mu!If, if Feng Zhuang's method of growing grains could have been promoted to the great Han world two years earlier, why would Alang be unable to pacify the small Nanzhong rebellion?It's been a long time since I sent troops to the south!

Thinking of this, Huang Yueying trembled with excitement, and immediately said, "Quick, quick, get the car ready, and go to Fengzhuang!"

When the ox cart was about to leave the city gate, Huang Yueying thought about another thing, and suddenly lifted the curtain again and instructed Zhao Guang, "Go to the Houfu of Xixiang first!"

The Marquis of Xixiang was the residence of the late chariot general Zhang Fei.

"Why did Amei come to the house today?" Zhang Xiahou felt very strange seeing Huang Yueying's sudden visit.

"Little sister came today just to borrow someone." Huang Yueying gave a big gift.

Zhang Xiahou was bluffed, and quickly helped Huang Yueying, and said, "Why do you and my sisters use borrowed words? As long as there are in the house, you can take your fancy, just take it."

Huang Yueying pursed her lips and smiled: "A sister said that, I'm afraid it's too full."

Zhang Xiahou said displeasedly, "Could it be that you don't believe me?"

"My niece Siniang, sister, are you willing too?"

Zhang Xiahou was stunned.

"I don't dare to hide from my sister, this time my little sister is going to go to Fengzhuang. Just now, Erlang of the Zhao family came to tell me that Fengzhuang's millet this year produces three stones per mu. That Feng Langjun ordered to throw down the secrets made by his master, there are as many as three and a half stones. Therefore, the little sister is here to find him to find the way to benefit the people."

Zhang Xiahou's eyes widened, and he asked in a voiceless voice, "Then Feng Langjun is so powerful? How can he make the land in the lower fields three stones and a half millet?" He thought to himself, if Feng Langjun had been born decades earlier If you can spread this method to the world, how can the Yellow Turban thief be able to do it?
"Then what does Amei have to do with my four daughters this time?"

"Little sister is here, she is determined to get the method of farming. My sister must have known it, but Feng Langjun loves Siniang very much, otherwise why did Zhao Erlang bring food to Fengzhuang for many days? The little sister thought, if I can have Siniang by my side this time, I can give you a chance of winning by one or two percent."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiahou became extremely tangled on the spot.

Huang Yueying's words clearly meant that her daughter would be a beautiful woman to seduce men - of course, although it may not be so dirty, after all, Siniang is still young, but in her opinion, there is no difference in this nature.

To say that there is no intention of the Prime Minister, she also does not believe it.Although he has a daughter who is a queen, who doesn't know that all the decrees now come from the Prime Minister's Mansion?The queen's daughter said ten sentences, and it was not as good as the prime minister's half a sentence.If he agreed to this matter, the prime minister would be equivalent to owing Zhang Fu a favor, and the favor had gone too far, but wouldn't he just be selling a girl for glory?
But if you don't agree... Although the Prime Minister is fair and strict, but he might leave some resentment in his heart, then what will happen to the future of her two sons?
well!Or blame that dead ghost husband, who told you to die so early?There is no pillar at home, no, I was bullied at the door, right?To say that this Huang A Chou is true, it's a shame that I thought she was a confidant on weekdays, but I didn't expect her to be such a person!

"Sister, little sister knows it's wrong to do this." Huang Yueying gave another deep salute, and said with a somewhat excited expression, "But sister, little sister really can't do anything! Now this food, for Alang, It is very important to the big man and His Majesty. Sister, we women can't control the important affairs of the world. But if you say something that outsiders can't listen to, Sister is considered His Majesty's aunt, and Sanniang is also the Queen. Even if you look at Your Majesty and Sanniang, can you promise little sister this time?"

Zhang Xiahou sighed, helped Huang Yueying, and said: "Amei, I still call you Amei at this time, because I understand that what you said is really reasonable, and at the same time I understand your suffering. But I dare not dare to do this. I promise you in private. I think it’s better to ask Siniang to ask her if she is happy. If she is, I will not say a word, but if not, don’t blame me for being ruthless. ."

"It's very, very good!" Huang Yueying wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I have always regarded Siniang as my own daughter. If she really doesn't want to go, then I will leave without saying a word."

Zhang Xiahou muttered in his heart, is there a mother who sells her daughter like you?

At the moment, he still turned around and called someone to call Zhang Xing.

(End of this chapter)