The women of the gentry were good, they were educated themselves, and they could support their husbands and educate their children.

There are also clansmen, servants, and guests who are good at various things in the family. Feng Bachi originally wanted nothing. Even if he was given land, he couldn't run it. But after marrying a daughter of the Han family, it was different. Everything was ready-made.

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I heard that when Liang Gong gathered the refugees in Sanyuan of Luoyang and built Wubao in Yiyang, he also relied on the help of Donghai Princess Pei, otherwise he would have lost sight of it and not even had a useful person in charge.

Thinking of this, I feel sour in my heart.

If I had an official position, why would I be so passive and give away the acres, ponds, houses, farm cattle, and villagers that I acquired after the Yongjia New Year at almost free prices?

It seems that next time I will bring my own troops and join the army, fight hard for Liang Gong, and try to get an official status, otherwise it will be too difficult and it will become even more difficult to get along.

Feng Bachi took over the land deed from the old man again.

Although he was illiterate, he looked at this object with great piety.

When I was a child, I heard an old man say that in every troubled time, a hero will appear with a three-foot sword and wipe out the world. At this time, if you can risk your life and become a minister of the dragon, you may not be able to reach the sky in one step and shine on the lintel.

"Go and look at the land and plow it in the spring." Feng Bachi put the land deed away, took a deep breath, and said.

The old man responded yes.

He saw Li Hu's attitude just now.

In the countryside, forces are waxing and waning, and profound changes seem to be slowly taking place.

(I’ll update it in advance as soon as I finish coding. Three updates today. The second update will be when I wake up and code. I’d like to ask for a monthly pass.)
Chapter completed!