Chapter 480 Parting

  The two left the meeting room side by side to their yard, Leng Sa tilted his head and looked at Fu Fengcheng who was walking beside him.

  Fu Fengcheng stopped and held her hand and looked down at her without speaking. Leng Sa chuckled lightly and stepped forward to hold his waist, and raised his head and said: "You are going to war." This is a statement sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded silently, "I will return as soon as possible..."

   "Be careful." Two voices sounded at the same time, and soon fell silent again.

  Leng Sa leaned on his chest and repeated the words just now, saying: "Be careful."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "I know, don't worry, I will be back soon."

Leng Sa sighed lightly, "It's a pity that Dad won't let me go with you, forget it... Dad is right, the little stone is still small, we can't both of us leave him to grandfather and grandfather and grandmother, stay behind It's not easy to be a child." Little Stone can only be regarded as a left-behind baby at best, how can it feel more pitiful?

  Fu Fengcheng raised his hand to caress her hair, and said softly, "Sa, don't worry, I'll be fine."

  Leng Sa still wanted to say something, but in the end he could only fall silent.

  She would not be so worried if she went with Fu Fengcheng or by herself, but Fu Fengcheng was always on the battlefield alone, but her heart was always uneasy, even if she knew that Fu Fengcheng was better than her, and was much better at fighting.

  I really love him, Master Leng silently thought in his heart.

  Although Governor Fu has decided to send troops to Jiazhou, it is not possible to set off immediately.

  Jiazhou is the site of the Liang family after all. Far away, the Fu family cannot successfully defeat Qujing and regain Jiazhou by a sudden attack. I am afraid it will leave the impression that the Fu family seized the Liang family’s site while others were in danger.

   At that time, Fu Dujun would not do things that would not be fished out by himself but would get caught up in fishy.

  So Governor Fu sent a telegram to Jingcheng immediately, asking Jingcheng to send troops to rescue Liang's family. The capital army is now dominated by the Third and Fourth Army, and the rest are either badly injured or need to defend the border. The worst two armies that directly followed Ren Nanyan were almost cancelled. Now where can they be made? Send troops to support the Liang family?

  And anyone with a discerning eye can see that this time the incident was obviously provoked by Sun Liang, and it is hard to say who will win or lose when Sun Liang is aggressive.

  Beijing’s reaction Fu Dujun had predicted and was not angry, but the Long family immediately stated that they were willing to send troops to support Jiazhou. But this is just a statement. It’s not Long Xiaogu’s reputation, but the distance between Long’s family and Jiazhou. Not to mention, the Beijing side will never let the North Fourth Provincial Army step into the capital’s territory, let alone Say let them pass.

  So this matter still has to fall on the Fu family in the end, and at the same time, the rumors that the Fu family wants to take the opportunity to annex Jiazhou have also faintly begun to ferment.

  The Fu family was not idle either. At the same time, the rumor that the Sun family colluded with the Dayin and the Nile people was even more raging, and it spread much more lively than the Fu family.

   Even young people in many places, including the capital, began to organize to protest against Sun’s treason. However, even though these activities did not cause any real harm to the Sun family in a short period of time, Sun Liang's power in the southwest was stable, and no one could come up with definite evidence of his collaborating with the enemy and treason. Even if it really started a fight with the Song family, at best it could only be regarded as taking advantage of the fire.

   The noise outside is violent, but the Fu family is preparing vigorously.

  For two days in a row, Governor Fu and the generals of the six southern provinces were meeting non-stop, and various news from Jiazhou continued to come. In short, it was not good news.

  Supervisor Fu did not allow Leng Sa to accompany Fu Fengcheng to Jiazhou, but he called Leng Sa to each meeting. Although Leng Sa was also awarded the title, he did not formally serve in the military. Now he is assigned the positions of consultant staff and special instructor. Moreover, at her level, she was originally not eligible to attend this kind of meeting at the level of lieutenant general or higher, but the generals who attended the meeting had no objection. It seemed that everyone had acquiesced that Leng Sa could participate in such a meeting.

  Three days later, the Southern Six Provincial Army was finally ready to go. Governor Fu ordered the Fifth Army of the Southern Six Provinces, General Zhang Tong, led the Fifth Army and the First Army led by Fu Fengcheng to go to Jiazhou.

   Zhang Tong didn’t have any opinion on this arrangement. He was also a confidant who followed Fu Dujun in the Southern and Northern Wars in his early years. Although his qualifications are not as good as those of Yao Guan and Song Boang, he is also a well-known figure in the army of the Southern Six Provinces.

  In the middle of the night, there are still many people in the backyard of the Fu's family who have not fallen asleep.

  The army is about to set off early tomorrow morning, but Leng Sa's mood is a bit heavy.

  Leng Ye asked herself that she was not a slimy person, but it was only at this time that she was really reluctant to leave Fu Fengcheng. They will be married for two years soon, and think about it carefully that they have never separated in the past two years.

  This kind of reluctance is completely different from being separated from family and friends and comrades, which makes Lord Leng's mood very bad.

  In the room, Leng Sa is sitting on the sofa disassembling and disassembling the guns in his hand, and there are several guns of various styles on the coffee table in front of him.

  Leng Sa likes to fiddle with guns when he is in a bad mood, and these are what Fu Fengcheng usually uses.

  Accurately speaking, Fu Dashao is an all-around player. There are almost no weapons that he can’t use but he is not good at, but like Leng Sa, he still collects some weapons that he prefers or with outstanding performance.

  Fu Fengcheng walked out from inside with a little stone in her arms, and saw that she was loading a gun. With her slender fingers flipping around, a complete gun appeared in her hand within ten seconds.

  "I personally modified this gun last year. The research institute has not decided whether to finalize mass production, what do you think?" Leng Sa asked.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "Very good. It has improved a lot over the original performance. The reason why the institute did not decide to mass-produce is because they want to focus on rifles and other firearms, not guns."

  Leng Sa nodded, she also knew that pistols on the battlefield were not as good as other guns and weapons.

  Leng Sa put the gun in his hand aside, took a military dagger next to him and put it together before looking up at Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Fengcheng walked to her and sat down, patted her waistcoat lightly, "It will be over soon, don’t worry."

   Leng Sha smiled, and squeezed the little hand holding the little stone. It was very late, although Little Stone was still a little sleepy, he was just looking at her with watery eyes.

   said coldly, “I’m not worried. I have carefully selected and maintained the guns and knives. Remember to bring them tomorrow.”

  Fu Fengcheng nodded, and called the nurse to take away the little stone with half-closed eyes, and then stretched out her hand to put her in her arms, "I will be working hard for the rest of the time."

  Leng Sa looked up at him, smiled, "What am I working on at home? Worry about yourself."

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "Father asked you to stay, hoping that you can help him. I will leave Su Ze to you, don't tire yourself." Although the lady always said that she was lazy, she always wanted to Do your best to be the best. Obviously a little too much pursuit of perfection, this is not bad, but it will be very hard.

   Leng Sa blinked, "Me? Help the warlord..." She felt that it was better to let her go out to fight Fu Fengcheng and stay reliable.

   Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice, "Although his father's injury last year was healed, but after all..." Leng Sa understood that Dujun Fu was nearly 60 years old after all, and he was injured very dangerously at the time.

  Although it seems to be healed later, how can people at this age have the ability to recover as well as when they were young? I'm afraid there are still some problems, but these things must never be known to outsiders.

Leng Sa said, "Don't worry, I'll watch it at home. There is only one thing...Be careful of your own safety and don't get hurt." Before Fu Fengcheng could speak, he saw Leng Sa already holding his face in both hands and smiling, "Especially, don't I hurt my face. Otherwise...I won't want you."

   "..." Fu Fengcheng raised her hand to hold her hand holding her face, raised her eyebrows and said, "Madam, do you think I look good?"

   Leng Sa admitted generously, "I always thought you were pretty."

  In fact, Mrs. Fu Shao has never hesitated to admit that she likes beauty and is satisfied with Fu Da Shao’s skin.

"I only like my face?" Fu Dashao seemed to be dissatisfied, Leng Sa leaned on his shoulders and smiled happily with a sly, "I like the face the most, don't you like my face?" Mrs. Fu Shao was. The first beauty in Yongcheng. Oh, now it can be regarded as Anxia's first beauty.

This name was given to those newspapers and magazines. Of course, this is not to say that Mrs. Fu’s face is so beautiful that she can beat An Xia invincible, but that she is the most famous and most famous young woman in An Xia today. The most beautiful one.

Fu Fengcheng stared at her with a smile and looked at her face for a while, slightly raised her small chin to look at herself, and said in a deep voice, "I have had such a stunning three lives, what can my husband do?" He bowed his head and gently covered it. Double deep red lips.

   leaned over and hugged him, and the sudden sense of suspension caused Leng Sa to hook his shoulders reflexively.

   Fu Fengcheng picked her up and walked into the room. After a while, there was a blushing voice in the room.

  The light in the outside room was still on, and the warm yellow light was quietly shining on the daggers and guns on the table, and the fiery lingering sound seemed to make the cold light on the daggers stained with a faint warm color.

  In the yard outside the window, red roses bloom quietly in the moonlight, and the charming fragrance of flowers lingers in the night.

  In the early morning, it was still dark, and Fu Fengcheng walked out of the nursery. Yuan Ying and Niang Niang were standing at the door waiting.

  In the room, Little Stone was still asleep peacefully, not knowing that his father was about to travel.

   "Large and Young."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, "Take care of Yunqi."

  Nanny nodded and said yes, she was relieved to see Fu Fengcheng walking past her, and she looked at each other with Yuan Ying and walked back to the room.

   Fu Fengcheng walked into the bedroom, still sleeping cold on the bed.

  The delicate face looks quiet and beautiful under the faint light. The long slightly curled hair was scattered around the pillow, and the white and jade clavicle exposed outside was covered with ambiguous red marks.

  Fu Fengcheng sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the woman on the bed with gentle eyes, slowly leaned over and dropped a little bit of butterfly kisses on the graceful collarbone.

   There were two extremely soft knocks outside the door, "Master, it's time to go."

Fu Fengcheng watched Leng Sa and was silent for a while before he stood up, took the hat next to him and put it on, and then leaned down and pulled the thin bedding that was sliding upwards, covering her skin that had just been exposed and turned and walked away. go out.

  Xu Shaoming stood at the door watching Fu Fengcheng come out, raised his hand and respectfully said, "Young Master, it's time to set off."

  There is no grand farewell ceremony for the army to set off. In order not to attract too much attention and to arrange the marching time, the army has already assembled and set off in the wee hours of the morning.

  Instead, they are a step late and have to catch up now.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "Let's go."

   "Yes." Xu Shaoming replied, turning sideways to open the way, Fu Fengcheng looked back at the door behind him and strode out, Xu Shaoming immediately followed.

  In the room, Leng Sa, who had been sleeping, had already sat up.

  Lan Jing walked in and looked at her, a little hesitant for a while, "Madam Young, Young Master has already bid farewell to the Overseer and is about to leave."

   Leng Sa nodded and said, "I see." Get up and get out of bed, and arbitrarily draw up some loose silk nightgown and walk towards the dressing room.

  Lan Jing was a little puzzled, "Mrs. Young, why don't you give me a gift." This is different from the parting of her husband who should be on the battlefield in her mind.

  A cold voice came from the locker room, "He doesn't like parting, and I don't like it either."

  It was quiet for a while before I heard Leng Sa again, "Prepare the car, I want to go out."

   "Yes." Lan Jing sighed softly in her heart, and responded softly.

  (End of this chapter)