Cao Ang touched his head and looked at Feng Zhang with the gradually protruding blister injustice.
"How can you care about a woman who wants to achieve great things! ? If you said the money from Mi’s family, I still think that Confucianism can teach you to say that it is a woman who makes me angry. How can your master be such a fool! "
"Then your teacher, didn’t you also become a woman to die and live?" Cao Ang didn’t say anything, and then the horse fell down with his head in his hands for fear of getting a burst of shame and anger from Feng Zhang and beating Feng Zhang. Lao Cao told several children without missing a word.
It is only natural for teachers to beat students, even if Lao Cao is here, he can stare at the most and deduct Feng Zhang’s salary afterwards.
"I’m not a great person because of your teacher. Otherwise, how can your father be the boss?" Feng Zhang, hey, I’m not ashamed to laugh.
Yeah, Cao Ang, if you think about it, it’s true. This sudden millet got hurt for nothing
"I still can’t get up and open Cao Gun to the ground!" In Feng Zhang, I watched Cao Ang shake and shake, and took off his ashes.
"Don’t write this paragraph in!" Feng Zhang thought for a moment. In case the main pen is as bad as Cui Yongyuan, he will be as stupid as Song Dandan’s "gongs, drums and firecrackers" in Xiao Cui Shuo Shi.
The main pen would have written a long time ago. If Feng Zhang hadn’t woken up, he might have written it.
"From the merchant’s biggest endowment is not property but four access throughout the big fellow connections! This is that most valuable resource! To be small, it is like the meridians of this tree conveying the nutrients needed by this tree to every branch! Do you think this whole tree can grow well if it is confined to the roots without meridian nutrients? "
Cao Ang finally realized, "Teacher, I understand that businessmen are the meridians of this big fellow, and its greatest point is to communicate with each other so that every place in the big fellow can get the nutrients it needs!"
"Not only that," Feng Zhang was glad that Cao Ang could think along his lines. "Everywhere the caravan tracks, it is easy to get information from outsiders, but it is difficult to get information from outsiders. Generally speaking, the sudden appearance of strangers is easy to arouse people’s vigilance, except for businessmen, especially those who have become familiar faces. Can it be easier to get information about local customs, geography, population, garrison, generals and officials?"
"That is to say, the arrival of Mi family means not only the transfer of financial resources but also an invisible intelligence network?"
"Genius, genius, you can understand it if I say it so implicitly. It’s good, it’s true that tiger, father and dog." Feng Zhang seems to have forgotten that he just called Cao Ang "stupid" a moment ago
"It’s all teachers who teach well!" Two people flatter each other.
Lying prone on the ground, Yang Feng’s legs have been curled up for a long time and shaking like Parkinson’s disease. Bean sweat has been slipping from head to head, and his hands are on the ground and he is flushed because of congestion.
"Hold on-don’t live with the old left-you can change me-"is almost gnashing your teeth and jumping out of your teeth. Yang Feng has reached the brink of collapse.
Looking at his old partner, he was too tired to crumble. Zuo Zuo picked him up and sat down. Yang Feng had already moved by himself.
"Okay, that’s enough. The two generals have really worked hard. Today’s teaching is over." Feng Zhang saw that the lead writer was also writing to sway as soon as his hand was raised
The three of them were relieved and sat on the ground with their legs stretched straight, their eyes slightly narrowed and their faces filled with happy expressions, and their mouths were still humming "Oh".
Unconsciously, Miss Lu has walked out of the city. Although she is a kungfu practitioner, she can’t help but stop and go for such a long time-just talk to Cao Ang for more than an hour! Don’t look at yourself!
Anyway, Miss Lu, who is of conference semifinals descent, is not as reserved and generous as her daughter’s home in the Central Plains, holding Feng Zhang’s arm. The whole person is almost hanging on his body and nose by Feng Zhang’s side-well, it makes women dizzy and manly! Miss Lu’s body is softer
Feng Zhang don’t think there’s anything wrong with a future traveler. This kind of thing is even more common. She patted Miss Lu’s white and tender hand and picked it at her pointy bar.
Lv Qiling was picked to look at Feng Zhang’s burning eyes, which seemed to be like the dog days when solar energy baked people’s eyes. Compared with Miss Lu, she suddenly snorted and turned into persimmon color.
"Cough! Cough! " Cao Ang remembered "see no evil, don’t say evil words" in The Analects of Confucius. He was busy with his hands holding out his chest and overlooking his eyes, but he secretly glanced at it like a thief.
Gaffe gaffe Feng Zhang was Cao Ang a few dry coughs back to taste to look back at Yang Feng looked up at the day Zuo Zuo looked down as if no one really noticed them.
The land in Linzi has just been measured, and anyone who has registered his name in the hands of Zaozuo can get three acres of cultivated land. If there is a strong laborer of sixteen and forty-five, he can get five acres more. Children and women have three acres, including the family members of the Yellow Scarf Army. I still feel that Qingzhou has more fields, but now it is not enough.
Cao Ang looked in the direction of a yellow turban insurrectionary man who was too old to be incorporated into Qingzhou loyalist by Feng Zhang, and his head didn’t have the sign of yellow belt for many years, which made his head look like a gourd divided into two parts.
There are three people in the Han Dynasty, and there are a height and an old mother, so it is not Feng Zhang who gives agricultural materials to the land. Only those old and weak people will rent cattle to the government for compensation.
Handfuls of wooden poles have been polished. The plough is the furniture of this family of three. The Han pushes his body in the back and his muscles bulge like small graves. His old mother is carrying a straw rope on her right shoulder and pulling her teeth forward. Her face is wrinkled and crowded like terraces.
There is a child worried about waving a long dog’s tail grass in his hand and laughing happily from time to time, shouting "drive!" Drive! "
At first glance, the ridge of the field is playing almost the same gray plot everywhere. Feng Zhang can’t tell the taste in his heart.
"Do you know that the division has also incorporated the yellow turban insurrectionary into the sub-fields?" Feng Zhang cast a cool glance at Cao Ang, who also seems to be in no good mood.
"Although the yellow turban insurrectionary thief is cruel, it is also based on the fact that farmers can’t afford to pay heavy taxes and natural disasters. If the government is forced to go to the road, it will steal teachers." Cao Ang looked at Feng Zhang with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Although this person is a thief to Japan, if there are still people who threaten the thief at this time, they will not because they have a family and a field, such as a retreat. People are willing to make this desperate effort to repair these honest and poor farmers in front of you. If one day they are forced to fall into the bandits, they will be like a yellow turban insurrectionary to kill officials. * Those who plunder evil wolves and sheep are all people! It’s all in the hands of the master xiu! This is the reason why a water boat can also overturn a boat! "
"Ang is educated!" Cao Ang didn’t play first, and he looked seriously and gave a deep gift to Feng Zhang. Feng Zhang was proudly accepted. Cao Ang got up and left his sleeves and stood side by side with Feng Zhang.
The sun shone from their front and plated a layer of golden aperture on them, which made Yang and Zuo behind them feel that the golden light could not be seen directly, which made them feel an involuntary impulse to kneel.
"Although my eyes are exhausted in Qingzhou, I, Feng Zhang, spent three, five or seven years here, so I called Qingzhou a second state! People are rich and States are strong! I expect Qingzhou to go to Japan for compulsory treatment. I think your master should have this intention? "
Cao Ang really admired Zhang Fengpei. This time, he didn’t come to Qingzhou to learn from his master. One of the meanings was that Lao Cao was going to hand Qingzhou over to Cao Ang to run the business, and Feng Zhang could see Cao Cao’s meaning when he came.
"Father is suspicious of the teacher …" Cao Ang also wants to explain what he is afraid of Feng Zhang misunderstanding.
"Master can say I am Kyushu? Non-state grazing can be replaced? " Feng Zhang smile in Cao Ang’s eyes is a kind of insight into the soul.
"The teacher is sanqingfan? How do you know this? " Cao Ang’s mouth was so big that he could see the esophagus.
"Feng bucai is only a kind of ear to rule the day. It’s very tired. If you don’t hold the gamer left and right, Feng Zhang’s lifelong wish is also to reach the day. That’s your generation’s personnel." Feng Zhang said unconsciously and looked back at Lv Qiling.
Lv Qiling’s eyes are just at this time. It seems to him that two people smile at each other. It is a self-evident tacit understanding as if an invisible red line is tightly attached to two people. In March, a breeze blows in the breeze, and Miss Lu reaches out and blows naughty. She puts a few strands of hair on her forehead and stands tall and weak. She can’t help but hold a slim waist and give birth to two peaks, but she is too full to be as white as jade and tender as frost. Her skin is shining with a faint golden glow when the sun shines on her.
Cao Ang looked at the stupefied Feng Zhang and looked at the eyes that kept killing Feng Zhang brain cells. Miss Lu turned away if she realized.
Our generation? Cao Ang chuckled to himself. It seems that your brother-in-law is two years younger than me.
Section 12 Undercurrent
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Just as the undercurrents of the four major forces, namely, Qing, Xu, Zhou, Ji and You, are constantly surging, a small change has quietly taken place in some parts of Yuzhou, Sizhou, and Yuan, Gong Sun, Cao and Tao all seem to have failed to face up to its significance.
Three times a year, Yuan Shao wrote to Cao Cao asking him to kill Lu Bu and Zhang Miao, but Cao Cao was a good friend even though he had some opinions about Zhang Miao’s actions in his heart. So he threw away Yuan Shao’s letterhead in the garbage bin three times and wrote back to Yuan Shao saying that the three of us are good friends. Now it’s so chaotic, why do you still try to kill friends?