Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 90 I'm 16 years old!

Feng Yong slammed his mouth, thinking that I finally understood, I guess that his life-long event was being watched by someone, and that person was probably the old demon Zhuge who didn't run away.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong couldn't help but feel a pain in the egg.This old monster Zhuge's desire to control is really too strong, right?In order to hold oneself in the hand, it is almost impossible to do anything!

In the previous life, he was despised by others, and later he had to serve the female boss.This world is good. Before I think about it, someone can't wait to put a warm couch for me, life...

But thinking that he is already sixteen years old, and after two years of dying, his body can almost grow into a "complete body".Of course, if you're in a hurry, it's not that you can't right now...

Thinking like this, a wretched smile appeared on his face involuntarily. Feng Yongxiao said to Huang Yueying with a face: "Madam said yes. It's just that the boy can't think of a suitable candidate. Speaking of which, the boy also regards his wife as an elder. Yes, if Madam wishes..."

Having said this, his tongue suddenly knotted, and the next sentence "The boy listens to the arrangement of the madam" can no longer be said.

Thinking of Zhang Xiahou who left in a hurry just now, according to the rules of this era, she came in by herself, she should at least avoid it.Sitting here abruptly and listening to his conversation with Huang Yueying felt very strange.Zhang Xiahou is a girl from everyone, so it is impossible for him to not even understand this common sense.

Zhang Xiahou has only two daughters, right?right?One is the current queen, and the other is little loli Zhang Xing.

there is only one truth!
Fortunately, Lao Tzu stopped in time and didn't come out bald all of a sudden.

I'm already sixteen!Barely a complete body, right?
That little loli is only in her teens. Could it be that I want my uncle to wait for her for another six or seven years?
Huang Yueying nodded with satisfaction and said, "Are you really willing to listen to my arrangements?"

I didn't say that!
I didn't say this!

"You treat me as an elder, but in fact, why don't I treat you as a junior?" Huang Yueying didn't give Feng Yong a chance to speak, and looked at him lovingly, "You child, your temper is still good. Don't worry. Well, if there are people with good girls, I will pay attention to you."

Feng Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was better not to decide on the spot, indicating that there was still room for turning things around, indicating that Zhang Xiahou was just for Xiang Yixiang, a possible future son-in-law, and everything was undecided.

"Ma'am, the kid went north to Hanzhong, in fact, for this military ration. Although it can be made with only some salt grains, it is better to add chicken and cheese. Now chicken..."

"Wait, what did you just say?" Huang Yueying suddenly interrupted Feng Yong's words, "Go north to Hanzhong?" At the same time, her hand touched the rolled up painting, and her eyes involuntarily fell on it.

"Uh, yes, isn't Hanzhong just north of the capital? Actually, the kid goes to Hanzhong..."

"Your Majesty has newly established a Hanzhong Metallurgical Company, and there is no suitable candidate yet. If you don't want to stay in Zhuye prison and want to go to Hanzhong, why not try this Hanzhong Metallurgy?"

Huang Yueying interrupted Feng Yong again.

what's the situation?
Feng Yong opened his mouth, but found that he seemed to have nothing to say.

This... agree?

The turning point is a bit big.

"What? Don't want to?"

"I would like to!"

To do things in the tiger's skin of the royal family, Hanzhong must be walking straight sideways!When you see where it fits, you can point to it and say, "I, Hanzhong Metallurgical Supervisor, circle it!"

Thinking about this makes me emotional.

If that Guan Ji was by his side, he would say to her affectionately, "I contracted this land for you."

I'm already 16 years old!

"That boy Zhuang..."

Huang Yueying glanced at Feng Yong, opened the scroll that had just been rolled up, and said lightly: "You are a small Zhuangzi, are you afraid that someone will dare to take it? Is it possible that I have been to Feng Zhuang so many times, others Your eyes are all blind? Besides, your Zhuangzi and those people in the house were rewarded by the late emperor, as long as you don't make a fool of yourself, who would dare to move? Give him ten courage!"

Feng Yong was stunned.

And this kind of operation?

What dare you say before, are you lying to me?
Look at Huang Yueying, she has already stood up and started to pick up the pen and swipe across the drawing, as if she was writing.

Hasn't this painting been destroyed?What are you going to write on it?What an overkill.

Feng Yong stretched his neck hard, trying to see what was written on it. Unexpectedly, Huang Yueying noticed his actions, turned his head and asked, "Are you still doing anything?"

"Oh, one more question."

"Say."

"That Han Zhongye, is it referring to the old example of Zhuye Supervisor..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yueying suddenly turned his head again and stared at him for a long time before slowly saying: "Zhuye prison is at the foot of the emperor, while Han Zhongye is far away from the capital, how can the two be confused. Now, Zhu Yejian has produced an eight ox plow, but the Han Zhongye is going to help Huangzhuang to reclaim wasteland for the royal family, how can I let you come here?"

Before the Zhuye Supervisor came out, I was fooling around.

However, Feng Yong has no temper. Since he can go to Hanzhong in the skin of the royal family, it is an unexpected joy.Listening to what I said just now, it is estimated that Hanzhong Metallurgical Hall should not be like the Zhuye Supervisor. It is an empty shell in name, and the royal family will definitely put some people in it.

After Feng Yong left, Zhang Xiahou came out of the courtyard. Zhang Xing, who was originally with him, was nowhere to be seen. It is estimated that she was sent to play elsewhere.

"How do you feel, sister?"

After Zhang Xiahou sat down, Huang Yueying raised her head and asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiahou frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, "I can't tell the feeling. It seems that his temperament is a little out of the way, but sometimes it seems to have a deep meaning, and he can't see it for a while."

"Hanzhong Metallurgy is newly established, and there is no suitable manpower for a while. That kid claims to have learned the art of farming, and putting him there is considered to be the best of his abilities. It's just that he would rather not join the army before, but he is willing to go there. From this, it can be seen that Zhu Yejian, who was originally useless, must be naturally unwilling to be restrained by others. I hope my sister will explain this to the queen and the queen mother, so that people who go to Hanzhongye don't want to restrict him more. "

"Why do you want me to explain again? You know it, I don't like going out. If it wasn't for Siniang this time, I wouldn't want to come here."

Huang Yueying picked up the scroll and blew it lightly again. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "The matter of the young mansion is, after all, a royal family affair, so how can an outsider like me intervene? The last time I just took Supervisor Zhu Ye to coax him. I came in to do things, anyway, it was just an empty name at the time, but I didn't expect it to become such a situation. Han Zhongye really wants to reclaim wasteland, how can I still not know what's wrong? "

"You!" Zhang Xiahou shook his head helplessly, "Like your husband-in-law, you are too cautious. Since you have already thought about this, why not persuade your husband-in-law to put that Zhu Ye as soon as possible? Prison and release to Shaofu?"

Huang Yueying didn't answer, she just watched the painting for a while, and after a while, she sighed: "The treasury is empty, what can I do?"

(End of this chapter)