"Amei, remember to remind me tomorrow to transfer Yuesun's Yaomei to Nanxiang and let her take charge of the breeding in Nanxiang."

Amei, who was getting ready for bed on the kang, responded in a low voice.

"I heard that Yaomei was taught the art of wishing a rooster by the husband himself. Why not let her come to Longyou as well?"

Li Mu asked curiously.

Feng Yong smiled softly: "My original intention was to let her come to Longyou, but Wei Rong was sent to Nanxiang to run the school. In order to allow him to teach students with peace of mind, I had to let Yaomei go to Nanxiang.

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Li Mu groaned, understood Feng Yong's words, and asked with some hesitation: "Mr. Jun, the husband of the Wei family is also the son of General Wei after all, Yaomei..."

"The son of General Wei!" Feng Yong cursed, "Wei Rong is my disciple, and he came from Zhuangzi, how can Yaomei not be worthy of him?"

Then he sighed again, "It's not that I like to be a matchmaker for others. It's just that this year, when the two of them were together in Yuesun, Xijun saw that they seemed a little weird several times."

"Wei Rong, this kid, can be regarded as my first disciple. Yaomei was probably only this tall when she first entered the mansion, right?"

Feng Yong closed his eyes and gestured casually, "In the blink of an eye, almost five years have passed. Since the two of them have feelings for each other, I can't stop them."

"After all, they have helped me a lot in the past few years. Any other family would naturally not want Wei Rong to marry Yaomei, but here, I have no reason to stop him."

"What about General Wei?"

Li Mu asked softly.

"That's why I asked Yaomei to go to Nanxiang to take charge of affairs. Then I will give her a good job first, and then you can take her with you in the past two years and teach her some things."

"Anyway, according to my rules, it's best for the two of you to wait for another two years. In these two years, I'm afraid you will have to travel back and forth between Longyou and Nanxiang."

"If you can bring Yaomei out by then, let her take over Nanxiang. Come here and follow me."

Li Mu hesitated and said, "But Nanxiang..."

"Don't worry, after Liangzhou and Guanzhong are pacified, I will gradually move some things in Nanxiang to other places. For example, schools, exchanges, reserve bureaus, etc."

"As for Nanxiang, we are planning to shift our focus to the mines in the mountains. In the future, we will have more and more foundations. We can't always guard Nanxiang, right?"

"Just like over there in Yuexi, Wang Langjun is watching, too!"

After hearing Feng Yong's explanation, Li Mu finally understood.

"The man's plan is really far-reaching."

After Feng Yong heard this, he didn't know what he thought of. He smiled immediately: "Isn't that right? I have something more profound!"

Amei, who was about to wipe away the water stains on his feet, heard this, her hands trembled, and the towel fell into the basin.

Compared with Hanzhong, Longyou is still chilly after the beginning of spring.

Not to mention the westernmost part of Longxi, close to Liangzhou.

The Bald Hair tribe went south from the land of the West Sea, crossed the upper reaches of the river, and crossed many mountains and rivers. Finally, they walked eastward along the Li River, and then entered Baishi County, the extreme border of Longxi.

"Young Master, this is indeed a good place for grazing!"

Looking at the endless pasture in front of him, the Xianbei elder of the Bald Department happily said to Bald Kheli.

Although the snow has not completely melted, you can already imagine how lush the grass will grow here in summer.

The most important thing is that it is warmer here than the West Sea.

There is water, pasture, and mountains to block the biting cold wind. There is no better place than this.

Soon, the tribesmen who were scouting the way in front ran back on Pegasus.

"Young Master, there is a tribe in front of you, blocking the way."

Everyone's expressions became serious.

Only the bald Tian Li had a smile on his face: "Come on, come with me to meet them for a while."

"Young Master, the tribe's large army is still behind. How about we wait? It's too dangerous for you to go like this."

Someone advised.

The bald man shook his head: "Don't be afraid. We are here pretending to be a caravan, and they won't embarrass the caravan. Come, prepare the salt."

The tribe blocking the front was the Xiaoyuehu tribe. When they heard that a caravan was coming from the west, they had no doubts.

Because in the past few years, woolen materials have spread, more and more tribes have sent people to Longyou to look for woolen materials.

Although this caravan arrived a little early, it was nothing strange.

After all, the high mountains in the west are said to be very cold.

It would take them at least half a year to go back and forth.
Chapter completed!