Chapter 342 is back
Feng Yong and his party stopped on the official road because of Zhang Ji's intrusion.
In order not to hinder the passage of the official road, Feng Yong turned around and said to Yang Wanwan behind him, "Wei Ran, let them form a team and let the official road out."
Yang Qianwan nodded, turned the horse's head, raised his arms, and shouted to the troops behind him: "Complete the team, line up, and give way to the official road."
I saw a dozen cavalrymen behind them dismounting in unison, and the troops behind them fluctuated slightly. Within a few breaths, they had already formed two columns, standing neatly on the official line. On the edge of the road.
With the naked eye, not only the distance between everyone is exactly the same, but also the standing posture is exactly the same.
Standing there, it is as if there are roots under your feet, straight and upright.
The official road was suddenly vacated.
During the formation change, no one made any sound except for the occasional clash of weapons.
Just such an order, just such a fluctuation, made everyone nearby feel shaken.
The neat and silent steps suddenly gave them a sense of oppression.
Liu Liang returned to the crowd a little frustrated, turned around, and saw exactly this scene.
“Is that Feng…Feng Mingwen’s song?”
The princes and gentlemen who had some inexplicable hostility towards Feng Yong originally wanted to say Feng Dianzi, but when the words came to their lips, they somehow turned into Feng Mingwen.
"It should be... right? Then where did Feng Mingwen get such ability?"
Someone whispered something in an unconfident voice.
Although they were far apart and they were not afraid of being heard by people on the official road, their voices involuntarily dropped.
As if they had found some evidence, someone immediately added, "Didn't you see that the young master of the Governor of Gajiang is also there? He couldn't possibly be from Governor Li's army."
This statement was approved by most people.
They all subconsciously did not want to admit that Feng Dianzi had such ability.
Before they could calm down, they saw the window of the first carriage among several carriages protected by the troops was suddenly lifted, revealing a beautiful face.
The woman glanced outside curiously, and then lowered the car window.
Although it was just a glimpse, the gentle and beautiful appearance made people want to take a closer look.
“Who is this?”
These young men and gentlemen all had this question in their minds at the same time.
“Feng Langjun, who is she?”
Zhang Ji naturally saw it too, her expression changed slightly, she pointed at the carriage and asked.
“Oh, that’s my maid.”
Feng Yong did not hear the unnaturalness in Zhang Ji's voice and explained casually.
“This idiot Feng is really abominable!”
Having a Guan Ji by your side is already rare, but I didn’t expect that there would be such an outstanding woman hidden in the car. Now she wants to compete with them for Zhang Ji, pretending she is not a son of a human being!
Some people could barely control their curses.
“Is it that Amei?”
Zhang Ji has a good eye. When she saw that the woman looked familiar, she immediately remembered her.
"yes."
“Oh, she has become so beautiful?”
Zhang Ji pouted, thinking, isn’t she so dark and ugly?
“How can you become more beautiful?”
Feng Yong wanted to touch her head, but then he remembered that she was no longer a lolita, so he turned his hand in the air and scratched his nose.
Zhang Ji smiled with satisfaction, looked at Guan Ji behind Feng Yong, rolled her eyes, and said softly, "In a few days, I will go to your village. Feng Langjun, don't forget what you promised me in the letter." .”
Feng Yong was startled after hearing this, thinking, What have I promised you?
Before he could think of it, Zhang Ji smiled slyly, waved her hand, said goodbye to everyone, and walked down the official road briskly.
Feng Yong was still thinking about this little girl who had written so many letters to me and made so many requests. Which one of them had not been fulfilled for her?
Suddenly, I felt a little cold around me. I turned my head and saw Guan Ji looking elsewhere.
“Ahem, Sanniang, let’s go.”
For some reason, Feng Tubao suddenly felt guilty.
When he climbed on the horse, he still had some extra explanation in his mouth, "That fourth lady is still a child at heart. At that time, she wrote a letter and insisted that I make up some kind of weedy dog for her, haha..."
Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong again, said "hmm" in her mouth, and said softly, "After all, my little sister has just grown up, and my brother should take more responsibility."
“Yes, yes, I have always treated her as my younger sister...”
Feng Turtle said again and again.
Li Yifu behind him sighed.
Brother, it's better not to say this - don't you know what Guan Ji called you?
After this episode, everyone on the outing watched Feng Yong and his group drift away, as if their interest in the outing had also diminished.
The girls were okay, they excitedly pushed Zhang Ji aside and chattered questions they were concerned about.
But those young men seemed to have been hit by them all, and they were a little discouraged.
"This son is called the prime minister and a young hero, and there is indeed a reason for it. Isn't it an exaggeration to say that these troops are elite soldiers? What do you think, Xiuran?"
The momentum on the official road naturally attracted the attention of the owner of the peach grove. The three men who had spoken to Zhang Ji slowly walked out from the other side of the peach grove. The man named Wen Ran said something.
The man who was called Xiuren looked at the people and horses going away and smiled softly, "It's just a form, not its meaning."
“Oh, what do you mean by this?”
"Although the order is prohibited, it lacks the smell of blood. However, if Feng Langjun trained these steps by himself, then he can indeed be regarded as a person who is good at training soldiers. Once those soldiers go through the battlefield, they will You can become a truly elite soldier very quickly.”
“What Xiuran means is that they have never been on the battlefield?”
"It's not like there are none. Among them, I think there are a few long-looking ones who should be veterans of the battlefield. As for the others, it may not be possible."
The three of them were talking when they heard someone not far away say, "This son is just relying on the glory of Li Langjun, the son of Governor Li. What's so great about him?"
It turns out that some of the princes and princes were very unconvinced and only attributed those parts to Li Yi's name.
He suddenly said in a loud voice, "The warriors and their claws are guarding you, and the most beautiful woman is standing by your side. Isn't this your husband?"
The friends around him knew what he meant, so they loudly said, "That's right, a real man."
“He devoted himself to national policy in the sixteenth year, revitalized Hanzhong in the seventeenth year, was able to write good essays in literature, and trained elite soldiers in martial arts. Isn’t this a hero?”
“Young heroes are so! The Prime Minister’s comments are not exaggerated!”
“The people of Yizhou have benefited from making bent shaft plows and eight-oxen plows. Is there anyone who can compare with the weak crown of the great Han Dynasty?”
“No one can be worthy of the first young prince of the Han Dynasty and the words of the empress of the Han Dynasty. She is a good speaker!”
The three of them sang in harmony, and their voices became louder and louder, attracting the attention of almost everyone present, and making the faces of the young men who were talking behind their backs turn red with embarrassment.
Even if some people insist on being unconvinced, what the three people said is an ironclad fact, and it is impossible to find any fault with it.
"Liu Yin is already thirty and four years old. His official position is no more than a chariot, but his body has no merit. Compared with such young men, he is really ashamed."
The man who was called Xiuren said impassionedly, "The Prime Minister will soon be marching to the south. I should learn from the Dingyuan soldiers and join the army with my pen, so that I can live up to my life!"
“Your ambition is truly admirable!”
The two friends knew that Liu Yin was good at both civil and military affairs and had always had the ambition to make great achievements. Unlike himself, who was ignorant of boxing, they immediately clasped their fists and praised him.
Zhang Ji over there heard Liu Yin's words, her eyes widened, and her affection for Liu Yin greatly increased. Her dissatisfaction with him because of the previous things has disappeared now.
I saw her move over, knelt down and saluted, "Mr. Liu's compliments to Mr. Feng are so great! I would like to thank him in advance."
Liu Yin had already admired Zhang Ji, but when he saw her behaving like this, he felt that she was polite and sensible. He laughed and said, "I'm just telling the truth. This little lady is quite popular with everyone. Rare, rare!”
The friend next to Liu Yin also smiled and said, "Little lady, I am the master of the peach forest, and so is Du Zhen. I listened to you earlier and wanted to enter this peach forest? What if you can find another one that catches my eye? Man, I let you in."
Du Zhen saw that there were only women on her side. According to the rules, she could only bring one more person in. It would be inconvenient if the two women entered the depths of this peach forest.
If one more person is found, four people can enter, so there won't be any bad rumors.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ji blinked and asked, "But Mr. Du, I want to ask a question."
"Excuse me."
“Do you have to write this poem yourself?”
“That’s not true. If you can find some good articles that I haven’t read before, that’s fine too.”
Zhang Ji clapped her hands and said with a sweet smile, "Then it's settled. I'll either find a person who can catch your eye, or find a good article. In times of trouble, sir, please don't forget today's promise."
“I will never forget it.”
Zhang Ji looked at the third person again and asked politely, "May I ask this gentleman his name?"
“I don’t have a good name, but I just happen to be friends with these two people.” The man nodded slightly, “My surname is Liu, my given name is Shen, and my courtesy name is Yahou.”
“It turns out to be Mr. Liu again.”
The three of them all burst out laughing after hearing Zhang Ji's innocent words.
Feng Yong and others handed over the order at the gate of Jincheng City and sent someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report. Then they went to stay in the post house and waited for the Prime Minister to send someone to deliver the order.
Because Feng Yong was nominally back to Jincheng to report on his duties, according to the rules, he could not go anywhere when he returned to Jincheng. He could only stay in the post house and wait for the next order.
As for the songs he brought back this time, in addition to his own, there were also those by Li Yi and Yang Wanwan. There were nearly a hundred people in total, but in fact they were all carefully selected from the guard team of the ranch workshop in Nanxiang, so they were all subject to Go through unified training.
Following him back to Jincheng were Fan A and two disciples who served him.
It would be inconvenient for so many people to enter Jincheng. Zhao Guang and Wang Xun took most of them to Fengzhuang to stay first, and Amei and the remaining ten or so people followed them to live in the post house.
The reason why Feng Yong has so many chapters is because the prime minister of the Han Dynasty was worried about his safety.
The Han Dynasty is full of blood and pays attention to gratification and grudges. During the Han Dynasty, there were many vendettas among the people. There were even records of officials being assassinated in the street.
This situation has also led to the phenomenon of a large number of rangers, who specialize in killing and assassination.
Until the world is in chaos, even beggars will be dragged to the battlefield to die, let alone those rangers with killing skills.
Although the knight-errants were almost extinct at this time, this trend has not ceased.
Feng Tibi has been in trouble in the past two years, and I don’t know how many people hate him.
If he died, although some people would be mad and mad, there would also be people who would want to dance on his grave.
Previously, Huang Yueying was willing to let Guan Ji stay with him for many reasons, but they may not have the intention of protecting him - but while protecting him, a "story that I and the female bodyguard have to tell" happened, which was purely accidental. .
Now that the news of the Southern Expedition has spread, the hatred attracted by Feng Tubao has reached a new level. If someone takes the risk, they can find a ranger from some corner and stab him to death. The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty will not even have time to cry. .
In addition, he barely qualified to compose a part, so in order to avoid tragedy, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty allowed him fifty places in the part.
The Prime Minister's Mansion soon issued an order, asking Feng Yong to go home and rest first, and then send someone to summon him to the Mansion on another day.
Although he felt a little strange, Feng Tibi, who had not yet warmed up his chair in the post house, happily walked out of the post house door and followed Zhao Guang and others towards Fengzhuang.
Steward Zhao has already received the news and has been busy these days, waiting for his master to return home.
Today, Zhao Langjun sent someone to send a message early, saying that the Lord will arrive in Jincheng today.
So Butler Zhao walked around Zhuangzi early in the morning to see if there was anything wrong.
I saw a little kid standing on the wall, peeing, and I ran over to him. I first pulled him off, slapped his buttocks, and then I grabbed the chick and flicked it a few times.
At the same time, he yelled and cursed, "Where are your adults? Didn't I tell you not to dirty the ground these days? If you smell this smell, if you dare to do this again, I will stop you!"
The little baby's eyes were full of tears, but he didn't dare to cry.
When Butler Zhao let go of his chicken, he ran away quickly, wiping his tears and crying loudly all the way.
I saw a large piece of freshly pulled cow dung on the road, and I immediately put my hands on my hips and cursed, "Whose family does this belong to? Are you leaving this dung at your door to cook and eat at night? Where are the people? Where are they? Why don’t you shovel it away quickly?”
Your Majesty is a person who loves cleanliness very much. He has been away for more than a year. If he came back and saw such filth on the road, he would probably think that he was not guarding this village with all his heart!
The door of a house made of mud not far away creaked open, revealing the head of a child. He glanced at the housekeeper timidly and said, "Uncle Zhao, my lord has gone to the house to help."
The master is about to come back, and there is not much work in the fields, so everyone on the farm is called to help at the house.
"Your elders are not here, and you are not a sensible kid?" Butler Zhao glared, "Isn't cleaning up cow dung just your usual job? What are you doing standing there in a daze?"
"oh!"
The baby ran over quickly with a dustpan and squatted down to clean it up.
Just like that, the steward slapped him on the back of the head, causing the boy who was squatting to collect cow dung to almost drop his head into the dung.
"Lazy kid, I don't know how valuable this thing is when it is used in the fields. I don't see any work in my eyes. Go and call other idle kids to see if there are any other places. If you let me see you untied again, Yes, let’s see if I let you eat today!”
So the baby picked up the dustpan and ran away quickly.
I heard that today is a big day for the master’s family to come back. Everyone in the village has something to eat, but we can’t ruin things.
(End of this chapter)