Chapter 726: Small hit

Chapter 726 A small fight

It was my turn to take a shower only half a month ago. The sun outside was so strong that I was sweating. No one wanted to go out.

A living canal was led into the courtyard, and the small high-tube waterwheel modified by Amei's own hands was spinning creakingly.

The breeze blows, bringing some slightly moist water vapor.

The big-bellied woman was emotionally unstable. In order to divert her attention, Feng Junhou invited his sister-in-law and his concubine to play mahjong with her.

Unexpectedly, my concubine's mental arithmetic ability is so strong that she can control the whole place by herself. She can eat her own male prince and feed her own female prince, and kill the wife from the other side of the house until she stomps her feet.

Guan Ji stretched out her hand with a smile on her face, "Bring it here."

Feng Yong and Zhang Xingyi had no choice but to hand over a coin each.

For a few people with a rich net worth, this coin is not even the tip of a hair, but it is worth fighting for.

However, Guan Ji also grabbed a lot of coins from herself and put them in Amei's place as a reward.

He simply encouraged Amei to continue cheating in front of the two of them.

“Brother-in-law! Look!”

Zhang Xingyi pointed at Guan Ji and complained to Feng Yong with an aggrieved face.

Feng Yong coughed dryly and pretended not to see it.

At the same time, I lamented in my heart, I miscalculated, I miscalculated, I would have let Amei sit on top of me.

Zhang Xingyi saw that Feng Yong did not dare to speak, so he gritted his teeth and kicked him hard under the table.

Feng Yong grinned, lowered his head and pretended to count the coins in the money bag, quietly divided out half, and then handed it over from under the table.

Zhang Xingyi’s big eyes narrowed after receiving Feng Yong’s help.

Guan Ji on the opposite side frowned and reached down to touch her belly: "Alang, the child moved again."

She looked at Feng Yong, with some worry on her face, "What if the children hear us playing around with money like this?"

“What are you afraid of?”

Feng Yong glared at Amei who was sitting next to him, "Ask this girl to memorize pinyin and multiplication tables for you tonight, or you can memorize a thousand-character essay!"

"Okay." Guan Ji nodded happily when she heard Feng Yong's words.

Seeing the big-bellied woman's smile, Feng Yong felt relieved. Forget it, he just wanted to be happy with her.

The sound of grinding teeth could be heard clearly from the side. Feng Yong did not squint and did not dare to look at Zhang Xingyi.

Amei, on the other hand, is quite discerning. When she saw both men and women saying this, she knew she had done the right thing.

Amei, who was exhausted after Li Mu left, learned that she could relax for the night. When she was happy, she tried another doublekill...

Feng Tibi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Fortunately, the maid guarding the entrance of the courtyard came to rescue him: "Your Majesty, Governor Zhao has arrived in the outer hall."

Feng Yong was startled, "So fast?"

Mr. Zhao had been inspecting various passes in Longshan a few months ago, and then Wei Yanbing from Hanzhong left Chencang.

Two generals of the Han Dynasty moved out, one from the south and the other from the north, frightening the Wei army in Guanzhong to the point of being thrown into pieces.

Chang'an, Xicheng, Chencang, and Qixian were all very nervous, and they didn't know where the Han Dynasty would send troops.

Even Xiahou Ba, who was testing Xiao Guan, was ordered to return to Yuezhi City as a precaution.

Cao Zhen probably didn't expect that his temptation this time would cause such a big reaction from the big man.

Mr. Zhao showed off his military power on Longshan Mountain for a while. He was sure that the Wei army in Guanzhong did not dare to advance westward easily, so he returned from Longshan. Unexpectedly, he suddenly arrived in Pingxiang today.

When Feng Yong heard the news, he was a little surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed: God help me!

I pushed the card immediately and said, "No more playing, I have business!"

I have to do official business on my day off. I am so diligent in doing business!

Feng Yong is awe-inspiring and righteous.

When Guan Ji was about to get up, she secretly gave all the remaining money to Zhang Xingyi while Guan Ji was not paying attention.

Although he looked down upon this small amount of money, the meaning was extraordinary. Zhang Xingyi’s eyes turned into crescents.

Unexpectedly, Guan Ji glanced at her indifferently, signaled Amei to put the mahjong away, and said, "Three are missing and one is missing. There are only three of us, so it seems we can't play."

Then she took out a deck of cards from nowhere and said, "Then let's play Cao Thief!"

Zhang Xingyi's face turned green when he saw it: What are you fighting against Cao Cao? It's obviously Dou Siniang!

Feng Yong escaped from the courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he touched his body to make sure that all the coins were given to Siniang.

Then he sighed: Si Niang, I can only help you so far.

Thinking like this, I walked towards the front hall again.

Mr. Zhao is almost half the master. After all, everyone knows that Feng Junhou and Zhao Jiaerlang are closer than brothers.

Coupled with the fact that the old general was the only one left, there was no need to notify anyone entering or leaving the Qiang Protector's mansion.

When Feng Yong walked into the front hall, the old man was sitting there drinking tea.

There was also someone standing next to him that Feng Yong had not expected.

This man has eyes like pools, a face as sharp as a knife, and a tall and straight figure. What a handsome man!

“Boyue?” Feng Yong shouted in surprise, “Why are you here?”

Jiang Wei saluted Feng Yong: "I have met the king."

“Oh, why are you not a prince? There is no need to be so polite between you and me.”

Feng Yong stepped forward and held his hands, "Sit, sit, sit down! Come here, serve tea, serve good tea!"

As he spoke, he pulled him to sit down.

It is not surprising that the old man came here. After all, Pingxiang and Jicheng are not too far away, so we can just come directly along the Tongwei river.

But Jiang Wei's coming was too surprising. Hanzhong is not close to here.

Although he had cooperated with Feng Yong several times, he was a reduced general after all. In addition to Feng Junhou's reputation and status, Jiang Wei was still a little uncomfortable with Feng Yong's enthusiasm. He sat at the bottom with some restraint.

“The old general came here, but what good news did he bring?”

Fortunately, Feng Yong asked him to sit down and then turned to ask Zhao Yun.

“Why are you so anxious?” Zhao Yun patted his stomach, “I have been drinking the wind in Longshan for several months. My stomach feels uncomfortable. Let’s get something to eat first.”

“Good, good, nothing else, just food.”

In front of Mr. Zhao, Feng Yong did not have the courage to act arrogantly, so he quickly ordered the outsiders: "Come here, bring some plates of jelly to the old general and General Jiang! Let's bake fifty skewers of barbecue and ten roasted kidneys!"

Inspired by the black-hearted little girl from the Zhang family who mixed jelly powder into the rations of the Husbands, Feng Yong finally remembered something like jelly that he often ate when he was a child.

The making of jelly is not complicated. The principle is to use starch as the main material. After mixing with water, after heating and constant stirring, the starch gelatinizes and gradually becomes thicker.

Beans, rice, wheat, etc. can be used as long as they contain starchy foods.

When I was a child, I often ate my grandma’s jelly made from soybeans, and she often helped.

On the contrary, when I grew up and moved away from home, I never had the chance to taste it again.

My nose feels a little sore just thinking about it.

As a food preparation for famine, Yutou must be planted every year. Although not much is planted, the yield cannot be high.

So Feng Yong made rice noodles based on Yutou and a certain amount of rice.

Pour in soy sauce, vinegar and sesame oil. If you don’t have chili, use Sichuan peppercorns instead. Boil the Sichuan peppercorn oil, mix it a few times, and inhale it. It will be cool and smooth, slightly numb but not spicy.

It is perfect to eat on hot summer days.

“Do you want coriander, old general?”

Feng Yong asked after mixing.

Some people love coriander very much, while others are disgusted by the smell. You need to ask first.

Mr. Zhao twitched his nose. Just the smell of the seasonings made his mouth water. "Put it in, put it in, put it all in!"

“Okay!”

Taking the big bowl from Feng Yong's hand, Zhao Yun picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

Sure enough, the food in Feng Yong’s hands did not disappoint him as always.

But for Feng Yong, barbecue without cumin is missing half of its soul. He can only marinate it with **** and wine to remove the fishy smell.

Because the residual molasses from the mead actually gives the roasted meat a unique flavor.

In addition, even for wealthy families these days, the rituals are more particular. When it comes to taste, it is not as delicious as the one made by a little cook in Feng Yong's house.

Hushi finished a few plates of jelly and the grilled mutton skewers were served.

The mutton sizzles, the mutton fat drips onto the tray, and the meat smells faintly of wine, which whets your appetite.

While picking up the skewers, he held up the small wine jar to his mouth, which contained the honey wine that is a specialty of Nanzhong.

Not to mention Zhao Yun, even Jiang Wei, who was a little restrained at the beginning, let go and ate fiercely.

Feng Yong didn’t have such a good appetite, so he ate two skewers of roasted kidneys.

“You won’t suffer a loss if you have a good relationship with this guy, so it will be to your advantage to get closer to him in the future.”

Zhao Yun ate and drank most of the food in a hurry. After slowing down, he pointed to Jiang Wei and said, "Don't imitate that Wei Wenchang! Hey, just let him eat dry food in the military camp."

Jiang Wei's cheeks were bulging. He had just put in a skewer of barbecue. When he heard Zhao Yun's words, he said "Uh uh" twice and stood up to answer.

“Sit, sit, relax!” Zhao Yunxu pressed the button and pointed at Feng Yong, “Look at him, he doesn’t even look like he’s sitting down. This is not a military camp, there aren’t that many rules.”

Looking at Feng Yong who was sitting on the back of the chair, Jiang Wei nodded again and again and hummed a few times, and no one else knew what he was talking about.

Jiang Wei himself was secretly surprised.

I used to think that I already looked up to Feng Langjun, but I didn’t expect that at his age, he could actually compete with General Wei?

When Feng Yong heard what Zhao Yun said, his eyes lit up with smiles. The depression that had just been suppressed by his concubine's IQ was gone.

“It’s very true, when I see Bojo, it’s like meeting a long-time friend. We will get closer in the future!”

"It's not like that Wei...huh? Could it be that the veteran general said that Mr. Wei...cough, General Wei is here too?"

Feng Yong suddenly reacted.

Zhao Yun was chewing something in his mouth and couldn't think of an answer for the moment.

Jiang Wei quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and said, "Here we come. Wei came here with General Wei on the orders of the Prime Minister."

“Where are others now?”

Feng Yong did not expect that while he was gloating about the misfortune that old Wei Wei was suffocating at the foot of Chencang City, the other party was already here. It was really surprising.

"He is in the military camp outside the city with Buqu." Zhao Yun said cheerfully, "If it were you, would you come into the city?"

Feng Yong curled his lips.

Coming to your door to ask for trouble?

Skipping the topic of Wei Yan, Feng Yong remembered something again, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wei suddenly arrived secretly. In addition, Jiang Wei came here on the order of Old Demon Zhuge. Is this... a big move?

Zhao Yun saw Feng Yong's appearance and knew that he could not hide it from him. He took a sip of tea and rinsed his mouth: "After learning about the suggestion you made earlier, the prime minister felt that it was a bit too risky."

“The Cao thieves tested various passes after the spring, which is enough to show that if we attack Liangzhou with all our strength, the hundreds of thousands of Cao thieves in the pass will definitely take action.”

Zhao Yun explained, "Moreover, Liangzhou has a vast territory, and barbarians have been causing trouble all year round. It is difficult to pacify it, and it is even more difficult to govern it. If the Han Dynasty takes Liangzhou first, it will only give the Cao thieves in Guanzhong an opportunity to take advantage of it."

“So the Prime Minister feels that it would be safer to take Guanzhong first and then Pingliang Prefecture.”

Zhao Yun burped and continued, "Besides, the Han Dynasty only defeated Longyou last year. If we use weapons again this year, I'm afraid the people won't be able to afford it."

Feng Yong frowned when he heard this.

Of course he knew the situation that the big man was facing at this time.

Just like before, when he was quelling the Qiang and Hu rebellion in Longxi, as soon as Cao Zhen moved to the east of Longshan, Zhao Yun had to give up the pressure on Liangzhou and turn to defense to the east.

The reason why he proposed to attack Liangzhou when Hao Zhao died was actually because he had a sense of luck.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if Old Demon Zhuge could come up with some kind of plan to hide the truth from the sky like in the legend?

Although I can't figure it out, who knows if Zhuge Lao Yao can figure it out?

Even if Liangzhou cannot be defeated, at least he must find a way to take advantage and gain some wool. This is Feng Yong's true psychology.

Disgusting enemies are just to make yourself happy.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong looked at Mr. Zhao with some suspicion.

Mr. Zhuge asked Jiang Wei to come all the way here, couldn't he just want to eat me?

Zhao Yun knocked on the table and emphasized: "So this time, we can only fight small, not big."

“Small fight?” Feng Yong still didn’t understand.

“Yuzhong and Jincheng.”

Zhao Yun gave a reminder.

Feng Yong understood: "Cannibalization?"

Zhao Yun nodded and looked at Feng Yong with some admiration: "I asked you to write a letter to Li Yan's son, and you really did the right thing. Li Feng has now led Jiangzhou soldiers and horses on the way to Hanzhong."

“So the troops in Hanzhong are now considered sufficient. They may not have enough troops to attack Liangzhou, but they are more than enough to attack Yuzhong and Jincheng.”

"When did this happen?"

Feng Yong was really shocked when he heard this.

"The news just reached Jicheng last month." Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, "There are 20,000 more troops in Hanzhong, and it just so happens that Wei Wenchang has returned from Chencang."

"So the prime minister did not let him return to Hanzhong, but directly asked him to secretly lead his army to Longyou, and before Cao Cao could react, he captured the two cities east of the river in Liangzhou."

Isn’t this still hiding something from the truth?

Of course, it was a good time for Li Feng to lead his troops, otherwise Zhuge Lao Yao would probably give up this opportunity.

Feng Yong punched his left palm with his right hand, "Great!"

“Yuzhong is the seat of Jincheng County, and Jincheng is the gateway to Liangzhou. As long as we capture these two cities, we can cross the river at any time and enter Hexi.”

Feng Yong said excitedly.

Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "The Prime Minister's intention is that before taking Guanzhong, we should focus on defense against Liangzhou, and defend from the west and attack from the east."

“Of course, if the Liangzhou officials can voluntarily surrender to the Han Dynasty, that would be the best choice.”

Feng Yong nodded silently, knowing that this was the best choice.

To put it bluntly, returning to the old capital is the most urgent political need of the Han Dynasty.

From the land of Liangzhou, it would be best if they can take the initiative to surrender. Even if they are unwilling to surrender, as long as it does not affect the Han Dynasty's eastward pursuit of Guanzhong, it is fine.

Which aspect of Liangzhou is important?

So the purpose of this time is to capture Yuzhong and Jincheng and force Liangzhou to fully enter the defense.

"Although we only took two cities, Jincheng is known as impregnable and should not be underestimated." Zhao Yun looked at Feng Yong, "Hao Zhao from Liangzhou is really dead?"

Feng Yong nodded, "He has indeed died of illness."

There are two places with the largest number of knights in the world, one is the land of Yanzhao and the other is the land of Liangzhou.

Feng Yong has a group of knights at hand, at least half of whom are from Yongliang.

It would be most convenient for them to go home and get some information.

There are also aristocratic families in Longyou, especially the Li family in Longxi, which are inextricably linked to the Hexi side. Although the two sides are now separated, it is still possible to inform them of news or something.

Zhao Yun nodded: "That's the best. The Prime Minister once said, Hao Zhaoshan Shou, you must be careful when you meet this person. If he is here in Jincheng, I'm afraid there will be many casualties."

"If we want to capture these two cities as soon as possible this time, I'm afraid we will have to rely on the engineering battalion of the Qiang Xiaowei Mansion. But I don't know how prepared you are?"

Even though the engineering battalion contributed a lot in Longguan, Shanggui, and Linwei, even for most of the generals of the Han Dynasty, they had only heard about it.

They are all characters wallowing in the battlefield of life and death. Who would easily believe the rumors if they had not seen it with their own eyes?

Cao Cao also claimed that he had a million troops stationed in Chibi. What happened in the end?

Feng Yong smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, old general. We'll find out tomorrow after watching the demonstration."

(End of this chapter)

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