MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 58 strong man

  Chapter 58 Strong Man

"I don't know how much Feng Langjun wants?" Li Yi thought about it. Those disabled veterans basically crawled out of the dead. After staying in the army for a long time, they can do nothing but kill. , Everyone in the village will have a headache, so let's continue to release them to the army, or they can't do anything, and they are free food. Now someone wants to take over, that is a great thing! Maybe you don't even need to give the pension, and you can give it all to the epileptic Feng in front of you - a fool with a lot of money, what is it if he is not an epilepsy?

   As for those pensions? Is it easy for me to find such a place for you to take care of yourself and arrange jobs for your family members? It would be nice if I didn’t ask you for activity funds, but you also want a pension?

   "The more the better."

  I would like to have a little more, but you probably don’t dare to give it all to me. Feng Yong understands this in his heart, and Li Yi also understands it in his heart. Feng Yong understands it in his heart.

   "Thirty veterans, there are only about a dozen households who can take care of their families. I wonder if it is possible?" Li Yi tentatively said a number. Compared with the difficulties in relocating bureaucrats, there are not so many concerns about relocating veterans. After all, they are all Han Chinese, and there will not be too much exclusion in the local area. As for whether those veterans are willing to come over, this is not a matter of consideration at all—this is like in later generations, let you move to Beijing from the poorest mountainous area, give you a house, and take care of your old age, and arrange jobs for your family members. unwilling? As long as the IQ is above the human average, everyone knows how to choose.

   "Yes!" Feng Yong said simply, "When can I arrive?"

"I can't say for sure about this matter, but the slowest time is more than a month, but Feng Langjun please rest assured." This time, Li Yi was confident. The sale of prisoners was ordered by the prime minister, and he had no choice but to arrange for veterans But it's within the scope of his father's duties, and it's a good thing to do for the country, who dares to force him? Mr. Li has even made up his mind that if someone obstructs the plan, it is to let those old killers come to the door to reason with them: I worked hard in the army and lost my arms and legs. Dudu Li looks at us pitifully , it was so hard to find a good next home through favors, are you so disrespectful?

  So this good thing that benefits the country and the people is happily settled.

  After sending Li Yi away, Feng Yong, who felt that he had done a good deed and benefited himself, was refreshed, and his mind became active as soon as he had done so. After thinking for a while, Feng Yong called the housekeeper over again and told him to quickly gather the people in the village before autumn was busy, and dig holes on the small hillsides behind the village.

   "Dig a hole?" The butler didn't quite understand Feng Yong's meaning, "My lord, do you plan to drive all the chickens there in the future?"

When raising chickens before, Feng Yong told the housekeeper about this plan. In the future, when the chicken flock grows large, he will put the chickens on the mountain to graze, dig a few holes down the slope, let the chickens spend the night there, and arrange some people to watch them. .

   It's just that the hatched chickens are half-grown, and they are all given to the farmers in the village. The chicken flock in the mansion has not expanded much at all, and the master of the house has started digging holes on the hillside, which makes the housekeeper a little strange.

"It's not for chickens, it's for people." Feng Yong respected this loyal housekeeper and explained, "In a few days, the imperial court will arrange for a few bureaucrats to come to our house, all because of the war. He just came from the south, and he will be a servant of our family from now on."

  The housekeeper frowned when he heard this, and seeing that there was no one around, he leaned over and whispered to Feng Yong: "Is the lord offending someone?"

   "No!" Feng Yong was at a loss.

"Since I didn't offend you, why did the imperial court allow our family to accept those barbarians?" The housekeeper was a little emotional, "The barbarians are easy to deal with? I heard that there are some barbarians who eat human flesh. When we get to the village, won't we make people panic?"

  In this troubled world, is it strange to eat human flesh? When Lao Cao was short of food, where do you think the meat in the army came from?

"What's the trouble? Don't worry, the people here this time are all acquaintances, similar to the Han people, and they can work in the fields. And most of them are women and children, and at most they are just a few men. There will be no trouble. Uncle Zhao, please explain to the people in the village more, don't worry." Feng Yong comforted.

  The housekeeper was still a little unhappy: "My lord, even if the senior officials know how to farm, they can't compare to the Han people, let alone more of them are women? Could it be that the lord was deceived..."

   "I have my own sense of proportion. After all, it's a good thing to share the worries of the court. Besides, those Liaoman are just occupying a few holes on the slope, not building houses for them."

As soon as this remark came out, the butler almost jumped up, expressing strong concern about his lord's idea of ​​associating the Liaoman with the house, and forcibly popularized the values ​​of the Han people to the lord: Isn't the Liaoman in the south always harmonious? Do monkeys live in trees? When will you live in the house?

  Feng Yong was dumbfounded by the housekeeper's earnest teaching—do you really not treat others as human beings?

  In the previous life, how many people in the city wanted to live in other people's bamboo houses, but they couldn't get it! Which round will you look down on others? Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the people of the Han Dynasty, all the people living in bamboo houses were monkeys? How can a monkey be so awesome?

   After confirming that his lord did not have any signs of illness, the housekeeper hurriedly went to arrange the manpower. It seemed that he was afraid that Feng Yong would go back and make a joke.

   After the butler left, Feng Yong sat in the same place silently in a daze.

  Feng Yong always felt that he was not from the Han Dynasty, or he felt that he was not a real Han Dynasty person. All along, he has looked at everything in this world with a lofty perspective, just like God looks at all living beings.

  This is also the reason why Zhuge Liang and others think Feng Yong is a disciple of a master outside the world, because Feng Tubie's pride of looking down on the world is always revealed consciously or unconsciously.

   But now, a certain soilbet feels like he has been educated by a native.

  The housekeeper’s words are actually very common, at least in the eyes of the people of the Han Dynasty. Everyone thinks this is a very normal thing. But it was just such a few words that were common and normal in the eyes of others, but they touched Feng Yong's heart.

  The country always perishes with the weak, but the Han alone perishes with the strong!

   Until now, he suddenly felt how deeply these words shocked his heart.

  Because the Han people at this time also have an innate pride: Do civilizations other than the Han people deserve to be called civilizations?

   This is not a pride born of obscenity, but a pride made by generations of people. Before that, Wei Qing and Huo Qubing went out to the Northern Expedition to expel the Xiongnu during the Han Wu period, and later there was the Dinghu stele erected by Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, "Everything illuminated by the sun and the moon, and wherever the rivers and rivers go, are all the ministers and concubines of the great Han." Those who violate the strong Han will be punished even if they are far away." There are also historical records that "South Vietnam kills the Han envoys, and they are slaughtered into nine counties; Wan Wang kills the Han envoys, and Touxian Beique; North Korea kills the Han envoys, and immediately kills them!"

  But they didn't know that this pride was smashed to pieces by the barbarians less than a hundred years later! And the culprit of all this is the idiot representative chosen by the powerful families in the north!

  Lu Chen in the Central Plains, countless sons and daughters of the Han family have become the rations of the Hu family, but those aristocratic families who claim to represent the world, ran away, ran away, and ran to the south to continue their hilarity...

   "It's just a bunch of bastards!" Feng Yong said to himself.

  (end of this chapter)