Chapter 821 Feng's Ambition

  Although Zhang Xingyi promised to leave for Hanzhong as soon as possible, but after Feng Yong returned to the mansion, he still had to complain in front of Guan Ji:

   "I just came back from Anding, and I have to run back to Hanzhong non-stop, without taking a breath. I am a king, and I am not as easy as sleeping under the willow tree back then."

  Guan Ji, on the other hand, is more open-minded than Feng Junhou.

  She was helping Feng Yong take off his armor, when she heard this, she patted him and said coquettishly:

   "You're talking nonsense again! Only by destroying the Cao thieves and restoring the Han Dynasty can we enjoy peace and peace. This is what you, Alang, told everyone."

   "Besides, your name was mentioned first in the Prime Minister's "List of Teachers". The so-called guards are relentless inside, and loyal people forget themselves outside."

   "A Lang is the leader of the great Han Lord, and with this great victory, this loyal man cannot be without A Lang."

  As Guan Ji spoke, joy appeared on her face.

   "From a young age, you should do what you are doing. Now that Alang is guarding one side for a big man, and he is a prince, he should work harder."

  Xiaowenhe, a loyal man, does not have the same consciousness as his own gentleman.

   "I've been away for a few months, and the children don't recognize me anymore. Now I'm finally coming back, and I have to leave again before I can talk to the children."

   "I'm afraid they will still recognize me as an adult..."

   "What are you talking about!" Guan Ji said dissatisfiedly, "The sons and daughters of the general family enjoy the dignity that others cannot, and they should have the responsibility to share the worries of the emperor. How can they be so delicate?"

   "When my concubine was young, the adults went to war all the year round, and I didn't see a single person all year round. Isn't it the same? How can there be children who don't recognize their parents?"

   Guan Ji said, put Feng Yong's armor away, then turned around and waved to a pair of children who were playing not far away:

   "Achong, Shuangshuang, come here and call your lord."

  Children are familiar with each other, but they are familiar with each other quickly.

   Not to mention his own parents.

   After a long time, the two have recognized their grandmother again.

  Hearing Grandma's greeting, Ah Chong hurried over.

   "Come, call your lord."

  Guan Ji knelt down and pointed at Feng Yong.

"grown ups."

   Ah Chong looked at this strange man, although his eyes were confused, but because of his mother, he was well-behaved and articulate.

   This childish cry immediately turned Feng Junhouxi's heart.

  He hugged Ah Chong, "Good son!"

  Shuangshuang's reaction was a bit slower, and just halfway there, she saw her younger brother being picked up, so she turned around again and wanted to play with her again.

  Although Feng Yong is holding Ah Chong, he still pays attention to Shuang Shuang.

   Seeing that the girl was about to show her personality again, he hurried forward, freed up one hand, and hugged her up.

   "Shuang Shuang, call your lord."

   "BIG!"

  Shuangshuang doesn't seem to learn as fast as Ah Chong, and still can't call adults clearly.

  However, in Feng Junhou's ears, this voice was like hearing the sounds of nature.

   "Okay, good girl."

  Holding a son and a daughter, Feng Yong only felt that his heart was full and full.

  Looking at his daughter and son, Feng Yong only wanted to let them grow up safely and happily, and not let them suffer from the war.

   "You are right, Mr. Cao, to destroy the Cao bandits, revive the great Han, and let our descendants enjoy peace, is the goal of our generation!"

  Feng Junhou suddenly understood why those soldiers were willing to listen to this slogan, and he kissed his daughter's little cheek hard.

   Both turned their faces away in disgust, stretched out their hands and pushed away their adults.

  It was getting dark quickly in winter, Feng Yong felt that after playing with his children for a while, the sky had already begun to darken, so at Guan Ji's urging, he went to take a bath and prepare for dinner.

  It's just that today is destined to be busy.

  He had just finished taking a bath under the service of Amei, when Guan Ji came over with a strange expression:

   "Ah Lang, that master Han came to you and said there was something wrong."

   "Master Han?"

  Feng Yong was stunned for a moment before realizing, "Han Long?"

   "Exactly."

  Feng Yong muttered: "What can he do?"

  Guan Ji's eyes flickered:

   "How did the concubine know? Alang should go and meet him. After all, he has devoted himself to protecting Alang's safety in the past two years."

   "All right, then I'll go see him first."

  Feng Yong still has a good impression of this hero Han who is highly skilled in martial arts, often instructs his own bodyguards, and behaves in a low-key manner.

  With him by his side, safety can be guaranteed a little bit more.

   What's more, he and Liu Hun, master and apprentice, are now in Nanxiang, but they are used as positive models to promote You Xiaer.

   With such thoughts in mind, Feng Junhou received Han Long.

  Unexpectedly, Han Long's first sentence was to him:

   "Your Majesty, I will return to Youzhou from the north in a few days, so I am here to say goodbye."

   Feng Yongda was an accident:

   "Why is Mr. leaving suddenly? Could it be that there is something wrong with the reception?"

  Han Long quickly waved his hand: "Of course not. By following Junhou's side, I have gained a lot of knowledge. In addition to eating well and living well, Junhou treats a certain person with courtesy."

   "In this world, I'm afraid there is no such good place to live."

  Feng Junhou was very dissatisfied: "It's so good, why don't you go?"

  After you left, I lost a super bodyguard by my side. I feel very insecure, do you know that?

  Han Long didn't expect Feng Junhou to be so reluctant to part with himself, and he was a little panicked at the moment.

   After all, no matter how great he is, he is only a ranger.

  This Feng Junhou has a noble status and high intelligence.

  More importantly, in the eyes of Daxia Han, who knew the secrets hundreds of years ago, Feng Junhou came from a first-class ancient teacher.

  According to the rules of the Jianghu, how many people in the Jianghu can compare with this status?

  The most important thing is that Feng Junhou is willing to justify You Xiaer's name.

  He pointed out to You Xia what it means to be a chivalrous man and what to do.

   He even wrote "Xia Ke Xing" specifically for You Xiaer.

   It is a blessing to be by his side.

   "Your Majesty, when I came out this time, I was entrusted by the governor of the king to deliver a letter to An Ding's old friend. I didn't know that this delivery took several years."

   "No matter how long it takes to send this letter, I still have to go back and tell the governor Wang whether it has been delivered."

  Han Long explained with a wry smile.

   "Ah, I forgot about that!"

  Feng Yong remembered that when he was in peace and stability, Han Long had begged himself for mercy, saying that there was an old man in stability, so don't let a family surnamed Meng suffer from chaos.

  Because he was entrusted by Wang Xiong, the governor of Youzhou, Wei State, to deliver a letter to his old friend in Guanzhong.

  Wang Xiong was once recommended by the former prefect of Anding, so he was appreciated by Cao Pi and became the governor of Youzhou.

  Now the former prefect of Anding is no longer alive, and his descendants stay in Anding.

   "Youzhou, Youzhou is a good place...but the barbarians there often make troubles in the Great Wall, and the people have no peace."

  Feng Junhou couldn't help smacking his lips when he heard Han Long mentioning Youzhou.

   There is no way, whether it is Liangzhou or Guanzhong, the name of Feng Junhou has been widely spread.

  Wherever Feng Junhou leads the army, the Hu people there will all welcome him.

  Like the rain from a long drought, the spring from a long thirst.

   It is said that Feng Junhou was taught by the mountain **** and learned the art of weaving wool, specifically to bring them a happy life.

  As long as you are willing to follow Feng Langjun, your life will be quite nourishing.

  For these Hu tribes who want to belong to the big Han, Feng Junhou can do his best to settle them down, what else can he do?

  We can’t let them work as laborers, can we?

  Especially after the battle of Xiaoguan, Feng Junhou is already famous all over the world.

  The Hu people who supported the state of Wei have basically been wiped out in this Xiping rebellion.

  From then on, it is inevitable that the Hu tribe in Yongliang will submit to Feng Junhou after hearing about Feng Junhou.

  As the head of the labor company, Feng Junhou expressed deep concern about the situation of no source of labor.

   "How lucky are the people of Yongliang, with Feng Junhou sitting in the town, all Hu people are tame."

  Han Long also said that Feng Junhou was lamenting the misfortune of the people in Youzhou.

  Recalling the killings of Hu Wuhuan's captain, Tian Yu, against the Hu people, and the governor of Youzhou, Wang Xiong, who blindly appeases the Hu people, the two are at loggerheads.

   But the Hu people were rebels against the current ministers, and the only ones who suffered were the people of Youzhou.

  Han Long couldn't help sighing.

  He didn't know that Feng Junhou in front of him just wanted to bring the labor business to Youzhou.

   After all, as far as he knows, the most rebellious Hu people are the Xianbei Hu people on the border of Youzhou.

   "Sir, this is too much. Most of the land in Yongliang and Liangzhou is still in the hands of Wei people."

  Feng Yong smiled.

   "Same, same." Han Long waved his hand, "Although this is a rough man, he has heard a lot from that soldier on weekdays, and knows that Liangzhou will return to the big man's hands sooner or later."

   "As for Guanzhong, thinking about Cao Zhen, he deliberately planned to intercept more than 20,000 princes and princes with a 100,000 siege, but in the end they were defeated by the princes and princes. So in the opinion of a certain person, what is there to worry about in Guanzhong?"

   "Same as that Liangzhou, sooner or later it will be in the pocket of the big man."

   "Then let me borrow a good word from my husband."

  Feng Yong knew that Han Long couldn't be kept, so he asked, "Mr. is going, do you still intend to come back?"

   "If there is nothing wrong with Youzhou, someone will come back. It's just..."

   Speaking of this, Han Long paused, then glanced at Feng Yong again, and then said, "The Han family in the north has suffered heavy losses in Longyou."

   "Thinking about Han Qiu, he can be regarded as an extremely important figure in the North Han family, and I don't know how they will react to this."

   "So when I go back this time, I want to go to the outside of the Great Wall to inquire first, and see the situation before I talk about it. I don't know when I will be able to return."

  Feng Yong has been with Han Long for a long time, and he knows that because of the incident between the two Han Xins, the current situation where the two Han families are deeply entangled with the Hu people in the Northland.

  Preventing the Han family in the north from colluding with the barbarians and going south to disrupt the people is almost a family mission for Han Long.

   "If that's the case, sir, this trip may be quite dangerous, so please be careful, and wait for your return at any time."

  Feng Yong cupped his hands, feeling some respect in his heart.

  Although Han Long is not as famous as the old demon Zhuge, both of them work hard for the same belief throughout their lives.

  In Feng Yong's view, they are all pure people.

   Regardless of the size of your beliefs or your status, they are all worthy of your admiration.

  Han Long saw that Feng Yongfei did not try to force himself to stay, but understood what he did, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved:

   "Someone has stayed here for a long time and knows a lot about Junhou's army. If you let me go like this, aren't you afraid that I will tell Wei Guo?"

  Feng Yong smiled and shook his head:

   "Mr. first initiated the Loyalty Shrine when he was in Nanxiang, then recommended Liu Hun, and then did many things for me. If Mr. didn't believe in me, how could he treat me so favorably?"

   "Mr. believes in me, and I also believe in Mr.."

  You knight-errants, what you recognize most is a word of righteousness.

  For this righteousness, you are even willing to sacrifice your life.

   Otherwise, why would Zhongyi Temple become a place of worship recognized by You Xia?

  Feng Junhou thought to himself, even if you take 10,000 steps back, if you tell others with a big mouth, can others follow suit?

   There is no unique guidance on dragon slaying technique, if others want to copy it, they will only get the shape but not the spirit.

   Do you think that all the things I did in the past years were done for nothing?

   Systematically and organizedly improve production tools, increase production efficiency, change the cognition and knowledge structure of workers, etc., you ancients understand!

  How could Han Long know what Feng Wenhe was thinking?

  He heard the previous words, and his face showed a very moved expression.

   "Those things that a certain person did for the lord are all asking for the lord, and they cannot be praised by the lord."

  Han Long was a little ashamed when he heard Feng Junhou's previous words, and then he was very moved when he heard the last sentence:

   "If you have the words of a prince, I will go here. If there is a half sentence that reveals the affairs of the army, I am willing to suffer a thousand swords!"

   As he spoke, Han Long took out his dagger and slashed his face to show his determination.

  Feng Yong quickly snatched his knife and threw it on the ground, "I said, I believe sir, why should you swear such a **** oath? Come on, hurry up and call Fan Qi to come over and bandage your wound."

   Han Long stopped Feng Yong from sending someone to bandage him.

  I saw him sternly saying: "No, I can't show my ambition. After all, before I left this time, I still wanted to ask the king about someone."

   "If I don't show my determination first, how dare I ask you about it?"

  Feng Yong felt strange and asked:

   "Sir, who do you want to ask me about to make such a serious matter?"

   "This person is the reason why so-and-so went to Nanxiang. So-and-so wants to ask Junhou, do you know the whereabouts of Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng?"

  Han Long seemed a little embarrassed when he said this. After all, in his opinion, Feng Junhou believed in him so much, but he had some schemes.

  Feng Yong was taken aback when he heard this, and blurted out:

   "If you ask him what he does, maybe he also wants the treasured book in the world, um, Mei?"

   At the end, Feng Junhou finally came to his senses and bit his tongue.

  When Han Long heard that Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng still had a precious book in hand, he thought to himself that I was really too reckless.

  He quickly waved his hand, "How can someone have such greed? It's just that I admire this person after seeing his chivalrous writing, and I long to see him."

   "After all, at that time, cough, my wife and Secretary Zhang told me that as long as I protect the prince for a period of time, I will inform Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's whereabouts..."

  Feng Junhou just remembered that when Han Long talked about the old things in Longxi, he also mentioned it.

  At that time, Guan Ji was pregnant, so she and Zhang Xingyi asked Han Long to protect themselves.

   Thinking of his wife's strange look and twinkling eyes just now, how could Feng Junhou not know that he was sold?

  Feng Yong pondered for a long time, and then said with a little hesitation:

   "Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, I naturally know his whereabouts, but he doesn't like others to know his identity, besides, Mr. has to go back in a hurry..."

  Han Long was overjoyed when he heard that:

   "I understand, I understand! As long as Junhou is willing to help me tell Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, whether he is willing to see me or not, then I am already grateful."

  Feng Junhou rolled his eyes, and suddenly laughed again:

   "There are ten schools of thought in the world, Taoism, Confucianism, Yin-Yang, Law, Nong, Ming, Mo, Zongheng, Za, and novels. Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng came from a novelist."

   "He likes talking about customs from all over the world the most. Mr. Going to the northern part of the Great Wall, you can inspect the land of the Hu people in detail."

   "Whether it's geography or humanities, you can write it down carefully. When you see him, you can tell him these things. He will definitely be happy."

  Han Long was even more happy when he heard about his idol's hobbies, and quickly remembered it in his heart.

  (end of this chapter)