Farmer of Shu Han

"Also, since your adults can read and write, why don't you teach them to read?"

Amei's cheeks became even hotter, and her head drooped even lower.

"Back then, my lord went to the mountains to gather herbs, but was bitten by a snake, and was finally saved by my grandmother."

Beauty saves the hero, and then agrees with her body?

There are such good things in this world?

Just look at Amei's appearance. I guess her mother should be Zhaihua's kind. Otherwise, with the pride of the Han people who look down on the barbarians, how could ordinary barbarians be able to catch the eyes of the Han people?

The good genes of both parents have given birth to such a good appearance. It's a pity that the skin is a little darker, and I don't know if it is natural or not tanned by the southern sun.

"Later, after my lord recovered from his wounds in the stockade, when he wanted to leave, he found out that my mother was pregnant with a maidservant."

Nima!

Although Ah Mei used the Spring and Autumn style of writing, Feng Yong had already deduced from his few liao liao sentences that this strong man who collected medicine had already married his savior when he was injured.

What you have here is the venom of the viper, right?

"In the end, my lord was reluctant to part with my mother and the maidservant in my belly, so I settled down in the stockade. When the maidservant can remember, the lord has left the stockade several times. At that time, the lord told the maidservant that when the maidservant grows up For some, teach the servant girl how to read, but I never thought of..."

Oh, died early so didn't have time to teach.

"Those books were brought back when my lord left the village for the last time. After my lord passed away, my mother was very sad, and after a few years, she followed her. Later, there was a great chaos in Nanzhong, and I couldn't stay here. I had no choice but to run out with the clansmen in the village. Now I can’t go back to see my lord and grandma, those few books are the only things I brought out.”

well!

Feng Yong sighed in his heart, damn it, this troubled world really is...

"I always call you Amei, what's your full name?"

Feng Yong felt that he should pay more attention to this maid who had a low sense of existence.

This Amei has been with him for so long, and he doesn't even know her full name, which makes him feel like a failure.

"The servant girl doesn't know either. The lord only gave the maidservant a plum character, and didn't even take the surname. He only said that when he had a chance in the future, he would take the maidservant back to recognize his ancestors, and then give the maidservant a real surname."

Speaking of this, Amei's voice was a little choked up, and she looked even more pitiful.

Feng Yongxin thinks that those who can read and write these days, and even have books at home, are probably descendants of aristocratic families, even if they are not from aristocratic families, they are basically from families with names and surnames.

It is estimated that the adult of his family married a barbarian girl. The family felt ashamed and did not want to recognize this daughter-in-law and her blood.

The adults of his family left the village a few times, and they must have gone home secretly.

This can be regarded as a long-term relationship, even if it is like this, she is unwilling to give up her daughter-in-law and daughter.

"What's your grown-up's name?"

If her family is really from Nanzhong, with Li Hui's ability, he should be able to find out.

"The servant girl doesn't know either. My lord has never mentioned his name."

Then there's no way.

Feng Yong felt pity in his heart, thought for a while, and said: "If you really want to learn how to read, come to my room at night and I will teach you."

Hanyu Pinyin is an initial literacy tool for children, and Feng Yong felt that he needed to collect some more data.

The situation is definitely different for someone like Gouzi who already knows a lot of words, and someone like Amei who started from scratch.

Amei glanced at Feng Yong overjoyed, knelt down on the ground, and made a prostrating salute: "The servant thanked the lord."

"Well, in fact, it's not bad for you to do this. If you have time during the day, you can learn to read with Gouzi and let him teach you pinyin first. After you learn pinyin, you can learn the thousand-character script by yourself."

Feng Yong has already produced the phonetic version of the thousand-character essay, but he only has one volume at hand, which can be used to test the waters for a zero-based person like Ah Mei to see how it works.

I wanted to ask Amei to take out those books to see what they were, but then I thought about it, an abandoned son who was expelled from the family, probably only a few classics.

If Feng Yong didn't compare the books of this era with "Shuowen Jiezi", he would really feel guilty. The official script is okay, but what if it is Xiaozhuan?

In order to maintain his tall image, think about it or forget it. What if she took it out and couldn't understand it?

"As for those books, you should keep them safe. If you know more words in the future, you may be able to find out where your family is from and restore your surname. What a wonderful thing."

"Yes, the maidservant understands, and obeys the Lord's will."

At this time, only someone coughed.

Feng Yong turned his head and saw Li Yizheng standing behind him, and beside him was a young man in his twenties. There was a little embarrassment on the faces of both of them.

Look at Ah Mei again, even though her complexion is a bit dark, her face is still reddened.

I said what do you mean by this?

Feng Yong felt strange, and said to Li Yi with a smile: "Wen Xuan hasn't seen anyone these few days, where did he go? Who is this talented person?"

Li Yi cupped his hands: "Brother, is he dealing with family affairs? My little brother came at an untimely time, I'm really sorry."

Dealing with household chores? This is an open space in the camp, and it's not your own house. Have you ever seen anyone deal with housework with his maidservant in public?

I'm so free, I'm discussing my life plan with my personal maid, what expressions do you all have?

"It doesn't matter. It's just that I'm bored. Seeing that this maid is a little different from others, she learned a few words from the dog in the village, so I'm curious to ask."

As he spoke, he looked at the young man who was inquiring, and asked, "Wenxuan hasn't said who this distinguished guest is?"

"Oh, my brother was rude. Didn't my brother tell me to collect straw a few days ago? My brother has been looking for help these days. This is the person I am looking for, the son of the prime minister, Zhuge Bo Song."

Zhuge Qiao?

Feng Yong was startled, he didn't expect to meet Zhuge Lao Yao's adopted son so abruptly.

There is no way, there is always a shadow named Zhuge lingering in Feng Tubie's heart.

As soon as I heard the name, I was shocked in my heart.

"It turned out that Zhuge joined the army, I'm so rude!"

Feng Yong hastily cupped his hands in salute.

Zhuge Qiao smiled generously, and said politely: "I have heard the name of Feng Diannong's Wei Cheng for a long time. I join the army. It sounds amazing, but it is not as good as Feng Langjun's name as a young hero. I hope you don't mind if I take the liberty of coming here today."

Zhuge Qiao seemed to have a long face, with a generous appearance, not at all like Zhuge Liang's middle-aged mature handsome man, and his personality also looked good, at least he seemed approachable.

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Feng Yong said enthusiastically, "When I was in Jincheng, I was greatly favored by the prime minister and my wife. Now that I am in Hanzhong, I have always wanted to meet Mr. Zhuge Lang, but I have never had the opportunity. Today I am able to meet you. Comfort my heart."

The corner of Li Yi's mouth twitched on the side, this young hero... deserves to be praised by the prime minister himself.

The ability to tell nonsense with eyes open is also a must.

Looking at Zhuge Qiao again, he was a little too honest, he took it seriously, waved his hands again and again and said modestly: "That's because my lord and my mother have favored Feng Langjun, but this kindness has nothing to do with me, Feng Langjun Don’t treat me differently because of this. Wenxuan called Feng Langjun his elder brother, I’m a few years older, Feng Langjun might as well call me Dalang.”