There is only half a sentence to say without setting any chances.

Li Liulang didn't want to say more to this person, but the other person's tone was polite, and even after being retorted by him, he was actually quite magnanimous. Naturally, it was hard for him to show off to the other person.

At that moment, he said a few perfunctory words, then turned and left.

Returning to the guest house, Li Liulang pulled out the "Mock Test Questions for the Liangzhou Governor's History Examination of the Han Dynasty" and wanted to continue reading, but found that he couldn't stand it at all.

Then I dug out the arithmetic book I bought specially from Nanxiang, and found that I had miscalculated two questions consecutively.

Distraught, he couldn't help but sigh.

Although I had just argued with someone outside, it seemed that I had firm confidence in Feng Wenhe.

But Li Liulang’s own family knew about his own affairs.

In fact, he seems to be persuading others, but in fact he is just persuading himself.

My sister has bet her whole life for herself.

I have no other choice, now I can only follow one path to the end.

If, as Na Ma Tian said, Liangzhou is in ruins, then there is still a question as to how long the exams can be postponed.

The biggest fear is that things will change later, and if something goes wrong, such as canceling exams or something, it is not impossible.

When that time comes, my future will probably come to naught.

More importantly, my sister's sacrifice will become meaningless.

Li Liulang's rival is his elder sister.

That's why he couldn't help but stand up and argue with Na Ma Tian.

Speaking of disgust, the first person Li Liulang hated was naturally the military leader.

But he is now his brother-in-law.

The second person I hate is Li Twelve Lang, the direct grandson of the Li family who has caused trouble for himself and his sister.

It's just that as the bottom of the Li family's big house, he has no right to resist.

As for the third person he hated, it was Feng Wenhe who exiled Li Twelve Lang to Hanjia.

But under the general trend, now I have to go to Liangzhou, which is really a huge irony.

This feeling of being angry but unable to resist left Li Liulang in a state of self-doubt and suffering all the time.

Of course, what Li Liulang didn't know was that his mentality actually represented the mentality of some children from aristocratic families who had no choice but to follow the trend.

It's not that I haven't cursed Feng Wenhe quietly in private, but if others really wanted to show off publicly, they would subconsciously refute him.

It's already regrettable that I didn't catch up with the big man's trend in time.

Now I finally made up my mind and tried to get closer, but those stubborn people came to pour cold water on me again.

Ruining someone's future is even more despicable than destroying someone's money!

But after Li Liulang calmed down, he understood in his heart that what Martin said might not be unreasonable at all.

The exchange is now the place where all types of bulk materials are traded in Dahan.

There are grains, beans, wool, brown sugar, and even large livestock such as cattle and horses.

The current fact is that the prices of grains and beans have increased the most.

It is rumored that the red line for food not exceeding 200 yuan was also broken today.

What is happening to Liangzhou is a very worrying question.

Just when Li Liulang was thinking wildly, there was a noise outside.

A short and stocky figure strode into Li Liulang's house:

"Rokuro, I'm back."

When Li Liulang heard this voice, he was immediately overjoyed:

"It turns out to be Brother Feng!"

But when I saw the short and sturdy man who broke in, his face was full of flesh. The most noticeable thing was that his left hand was missing. The entire palm of his hand was gone.

Only the bare wrists are left.

Although this person only has one hand left, he still has a long knife on his waist. He is a guard leader of Dongfeng Express.

His surname is Feng, and he is actually somewhat related to his brother-in-law.

Of course, the reason why Li Liulang called this warrior his brother was because he was able to arrive in Hanzhong without any incident because of his care.

Of course, there are more important reasons:

Although this man looks like a martial artist, in fact, his arithmetic ability is actually very good, and he is still in the same vein as Nanxiang Academy.

I have improved a lot in arithmetic along the way, thanks to his guidance.

Even if there are no exams, just because he can teach himself knowledge, this kind of friendship is worth calling him brother.

I heard, I just heard, I don’t know if it’s true or not:

If the brother of the Feng family had not been unlucky and had his hand cut off by a thief, his status in the army would definitely be higher than that of his brother-in-law.

But without his left hand, he had no choice but to quit the army and join Dongfeng Express as a guard leader.

"Brother Feng, where have you been these days?"

For Li Liulang, if he wants to know the news about Liangzhou, the best channel is the person in front of him.

In the past few months since Hanjia came out, Li Liulang finally faced the huge power of Xinghan Society in person for the first time.

Every important city has its warehouse base.

Most of the horse teams that come and go in Shu are affiliated with the Xinghan Hui.

There is a dazzling array of various supplies on horseback.

Even a guard leader has the ability to calculate the number of materials he escorts.

Although there had been rumors for a long time, Li Liulang was still shocked when he experienced it himself.

"Oh, isn't the road to Liangzhou not open yet? So I took people back to Brazil County and transported a batch of grain back."

Li Liulang keenly captured the message: "Food?"

"Yes, food. The Ju family and the Huang family in Brazil collected some food..."

"Is it shipped to Liangzhou?"

"That's right." Feng Huwei said carelessly, "Liu Lang, please pack up in the next two days, and we are ready to set off."

As he said this, he smiled happily and said, "Speaking of which, the military order from above is a bit strange. We are required to transport it directly to Liangzhou, instead of turning back after transporting it to Qishan."

"That's fine, you can follow me all the way and entrust you to someone else halfway. I don't worry about it."

Feng Huwei retired from the army, but some habits never changed.

For example, I don't know if the military order just now was a slip of the tongue.

Li Liulang's heart skipped a beat:

The information about transporting grain directly to Liangzhou seems a bit special.

"Brother Feng, remember you told me before that the roads in Liangzhou will not be smooth until March?"

He asked tentatively.

"This year is different."

There was nothing to hide about this matter. Feng Huwei explained, "Didn't Liangzhou suffer a white disaster?"

"A death order has been issued from above. Now we, Xinghan Hui, must do our best to ensure Liangzhou's food supply. I heard that the order was given by the Lord himself!"

Speaking of this, Feng Huwei's face lit up, "When I get to Liangzhou, I wonder if I will ever be able to see the king again!"

Thinking of the Junhou's defeat of the Wei thief Sima at Xiaoguan, Feng Huwei couldn't help but beat his left hand and said regretfully:

"Alas! This was my mistake!"

Seeing how the other party couldn't help himself when he mentioned King Feng Gui, Li Liulang always felt like his heart was trembling.

Feng Huwei naturally didn't know what Li Liulang was thinking. After informing Li Liulang, he left first.

He still had a lot of preparation work to complete before he prepared to escort the grain to Liangzhou.

Li Liulang, on the other hand, suddenly felt relaxed again when he remembered that he was also preparing to join King Feng Gui.

With such a powerful force, King Feng Gui will lose?

Are you telling me he will lose?

Tell me how he lost?

Realizing this, and thinking of the private think tank just now, Li Liulang couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt in his heart:

The so-called lofty words are just deceptive talk...
To be continued...