"Da Si Nong, Cai Yong just said that there is an industry..."

Qin Mi waved his hand and sighed, "My knowledge and virtue are not enough to convince the public, but to occupy the high position of Jiuqing secretly is considered unworthy of my virtue."

"My son Qin Yuan has mediocre talents. He is already blessed to be able to enjoy my kindness. How can he dare to hope for wealth? It must be extraordinary for a prince to be able to say such things as heirlooms.

Foundation."

"It was okay when I was alive, but if I pass away, this kind of property will be in his hands, which will be not a blessing but a curse."

Feng Yong looked at Qin Mi with surprise and admiration in his eyes.

I don’t know how many people in Shu want to join the industry in their hands but they can’t get it. I didn’t expect that the old man in front of me could refuse the benefits that he offered me. How clear-headed does this have to be?

"It's Yong Menglang."

Feng Yong said apologetically.

"Your Majesty has good intentions, why did Meng Lang say that?" Qin Mi shook his head and asked, "Your Majesty came to my house to give such a great gift. I think you must have something to ask for, right?"

"There is something wrong. I want to ask Da Sinong what he means."

"Your Majesty, it's okay to say so."

"I wonder if Da Si Nong knows about this person who is engaged in Fei Gongzhi in Yongchang?"

"Of course I know." Qin Mi's eyes flashed and he looked at Feng Yong, "Why did the Lord suddenly ask about this person?"

"What does Da Sinong think of this person?"

When Qin Mi heard Feng Yong's question, his eyes flickered again, but he did not speak immediately. He pondered for a while and then said, "Fei Gongju is a talented person. He is upright by nature and likes to speak his mind."

Having said this, he glanced at Feng Yong again and said, "It is precisely because of this that he is usually not liked by others, and it is difficult for him to achieve his ambitions."

"I just don't know if I still care about my ambitions?"

Feng Yong asked.

Qin Mi's face perked up, he stared at Feng Yong closely, and asked, "Fei Gongju once violated the wishes of the late emperor, so he was demoted to work in Yongchang County. How dare you use this person?"

Feng Yong did not reply below, but just scratched his hair and said, "Yongchang County belongs to Nanzhong, Yuejun can also be regarded as Nanzhong, right? A few days ago, Huawan, the daughter of the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo, came to me and said that she wanted to

Open a racecourse in Yuejun..."

"Your Majesty, have you agreed?"

Before Feng Yong finished speaking, Qin Mi interrupted him directly and asked a little hastily.

Feng Yong nodded, "Yes, she is the young prince of the Zhurong tribe and the daughter of Meng Huo, the head of the Meng family, so there is no shortage of manpower."

"Besides, Yunnan horses are originally produced in Nanzhong, so she will have channels to find stallions. The only thing she lacks is money and food. So I thought about helping her find some people who are willing to provide money and food."

Speaking of this, Feng Yong glanced at Qin Mi.

Even if Qin Mi didn't think about himself or his descendants, he was still a top official in Shu, and he had a large number of disciples and disciples behind him who expected to eat with him.

And all of his disciples, disciples and grandsons are inextricably linked to the aristocratic families in Sichuan.

The horse farm run by Feng Yong himself belongs to the rich and powerful in a specific circle, and ordinary people are not qualified to touch it.

But others want to open a racecourse, but lack technical support.

So I could only stare blankly at the people behind Feng Yong, rolling up their sleeves and preparing to eat with their mouths full.

Now that he heard that Feng Yong was planning to support Huawan and open a horse racing farm, Qin Mi suddenly felt that something might happen to the nineteen-year-old monarch in front of him.

According to the temperament of this young but far-sighted monarch, this is almost certain.

The price to pay for participating depends on how big the young monarch's appetite is.

It's just that the interests involved are too great. Even if he knows that Feng Yong may be digging a hole, Qin Mi still has to ask the matter clearly.

"How is this racecourse opened?"

"Whoever has money and food support will be given a share. However, no one else is allowed to interfere with how the horse farm manages and raises the horse. When the horse farm produces output, profits will be distributed according to the share."

Qin Mi frowned, "I have a share of the horse farm but I can't control the horse farm. I just let that barbarian girl do the work. Who dares to invest money and food in it?"

"But if you invest money and food and you can assign people to take care of things, let's not talk about who has the final say in this racecourse. On weekdays, just one word and one word from me, there are many people with many hands, and they are arguing with each other. I am afraid that things will go wrong in the end, so it is not as good as

No one can control it."

"But when it comes to money and food, it is a big deal, so I thought of finding someone whom everyone can trust to supervise. The daily money and food coming in and out will be passed through his hands before being transferred to the garland. The output of the racecourse will also be calculated by him.

, and then allocate it.”

"Fei Gongju?"

Qin Mi finally understood.

Feng Yong nodded, "That's right. Senior Sinong also said that Fei Gongju is upright by nature. If he is the one to supervise, I think everyone should rest assured."

"I'm afraid Fei Gongju won't be able to handle it alone."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Si Nong," Feng Yong came over, "Each family can send one person to follow Fei Gongju to calculate the money and food, so we won't worry about any mistakes."

"That's a good idea."

Qin Mi nodded and looked at Feng Yong again, "What do you want, then?"

"What?"

Feng Yong was a little stunned. What was this old man talking about?

"The Lord promised such a huge benefit, what do you want?"

Qin Mi spoke more clearly.

It is possible that Feng Yongyong did not know which force he represented, and it was also impossible that he did not know who would be involved in the end.

Obviously, Huawan’s racecourse is aimed at local people in Yizhou.

Although the local people in Yizhou are now divided into two groups: those who support Ji Han and those who watch indifferently, the broken bones are still connected, and the intricate relationships between aristocratic families and wealthy families can eventually be connected together as long as they are willing.

Moreover, Tanglang's copper mine has opened an opening for the wealthy families in Sichuan, and now this horse farm is likely to be the second opening.

But what exactly does Feng Langjun want?

Qin Mi was a little unsure.

"I don't want to do anything, it's just a matter of being entrusted by others and being loyal to them."

Feng Yong looked very sincere.

Qin Mi took a deep breath. It seemed that Feng Junhou had a big appetite this time!
Chapter completed!