Although Wu Ming just said that he had tried it on the horse, and although Zhou Lu said that it was just his cranky thinking, Feng Yong was already sure in his heart that this was definitely a good idea.

Don't ask me how I know.

Because I just know.

So Feng Yong opened his mouth and asked Xiang Zhou Lu, "Are you interested in being a mule steward?" Like Duanmu Zhe's. ”

The name Zhou Lu is really good.

Furnaces, donkeys, mules.

When I hear it, I have a fate.

Zhou Lu let out an "ah", opened his mouth wide, and looked at Feng Yong in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

Wu Ming heard it clearly, and asked in disbelief, "Like Duanmu Zhe's?" ”

Feng Yong nodded, "That's right." ”

Wu Ming got Feng Yong's definite answer, his backhand was a slap, and then he kicked him violently, directly beating his apprentice and staggering, pressing his head, "Quick, thank you Junhou." ”

Zhou Lu bowed obediently again and again, "Xie Junhou, Xie Junhou!" ”

"Okay, okay," Feng Yong stopped his puppet-like movements, "I'll have someone send some good donkeys over later, and during this time, you can first pick out the suitable mares of all the tribes in Pingxiang, and see which one to pick." ”

"Just tell me. Whatever is needed, even if it is mentioned, it is necessary for people to have people, and to have food. I have only one request, and that is to produce the mules I need as soon as possible. ”

The face of the young man who had taken on the big responsibility for the first time had turned red for the first time, and his whole body was trembling, and he said again and again, "The villain understands that the villain will not live up to the expectations of the prince!" ”

Although Duanmu Zhe is a naturalized Qianghu, there are really not many people in Nanxiang who are higher than him, and there are very few people who can instruct him.

He is not only the goal of the old iron in Nanxiang, but also the idol of many Qianghu tribe Qu Shuai in Longyou.

This time, even Wu Ming was a little at a loss.

Feng Yong waved his hand, "You guys think about this mule, I'll go over there and take a look." ”

After finishing speaking, let them digest this matter well, and turn around to find Xijun by themselves.

The city of Pingxiang City was not too big, and all the tribes that had been relocated by Feng Yong had erected tents one after another in the planned places outside the city in order.

At the same time, not far from the camp of Dongfeng Express, a small trading market has been formed.

There are often internal employees of Dongfeng Express, who take the lumps of dry food that they can't eat, and come over to exchange some fur and the like with Qianghu to make some extra money.

Now that this small market has been requisitioned by Li Mu, countless poor Qianghu families have come over and looked at the fairy-like Han women standing there with pitiful eyes.

Whether it is selling oneself or selling oneself, selling one's wife or children, I hope to follow her to eat a full meal.

At Li Mu's feet, there was a pile of grain.

There are fried noodles, and there are also millet seeds.

Guan Ji stood in the distance, watching Li Mu personally inspect the women and children who came forward one by one, and suddenly said to Feng Yong, who had just found her, "I'm not as good as her." ”

Feng Yong stepped forward to hold her hand and smiled slightly, "In my eyes, the world is inferior to you." ”

Guan Ji turned her head and her eyes were clear, "I didn't mean that. ”

"What is Xijun trying to say?"

Feng Tuqiu, who had wasted an affectionate appearance, coughed dryly, and asked with a cheeky face.

Guan Ji looked over there again and said softly, "When you look at these Hu people, what is the difference between you and the people of the Han family?" ”

"The concubine now understands why the first emperor and the adult, as well as the uncle of the Zhang family, have to work all their lives for the revival of the Han family, although they have not regretted their deaths. If the Han family can be revived, the world is peaceful, and the things in front of you will no longer reappear in the Han people, how good would it be? ”

Speaking of this, Guan Ji clenched Feng Yong's hand and turned his head with a hint of pleading in his eyes, "I remember that Ah Lang once said to me that one will be successful and ten thousand bones will wither, but I don't know what the full text is?" ”

"Zeguo entered the war map, and the people were happy to be happy. Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. ”

"Zeguo Jiangshan enters the war map, what are the people's plans to Leqiao Su?" Guan Ji muttered again, then looked at Li Mu's side, and finally let out a long sigh again, "Sure enough, it's the right time!" Ah Lang's talent is really beyond the reach of ghosts and gods. ”

Feng Tuqiu's face was slightly hot.

Guan Ji was immersed in this poem, she didn't notice Feng Yong's expression, she thought of the second half, but she said again, "But this sentence 'relying on the king's words to seal the marquis', the concubine doesn't want Ah Lang to be like this." ”

"Why?"

"Instead of letting others be the marquis, it is better to let Ah Lang be the marquis. The people of the world slandered Ah Lang, but the concubine knew that Ah Lang did it for the sake of the people. ”

Feng Yong secretly said ashamed.

It's a worse era, and I'm just not as thoroughly rotten as others.

Guan Ji smiled at Feng Yongcan, "Ah Lang Mo must forget, in Yang'an Pass, he also promised his concubine that the Han family will be revived." ”

"I won't forget!"

Feng Yong held Guan Ji's hand with a solemn expression.

Guan Ji's face flushed with a hint of redness, and he quietly looked around, and found that no one was looking, so he gently squeezed his hand to show his reply, and then broke free from his hand.

She stroked her sideburns, relieved her emotions, and suddenly smiled slyly, "The concubine remembers that Ah Lang read it to the concubine at the beginning, but once it was done, the bones withered, and she regretted asking her husband to find a marquis." ”

"Now that this will be successful, the bones are withered, but I don't regret asking my husband to find a marquis, where is it?"

"Huh?" Feng Yong was stunned, "Is there such a thing?" ”

Guan Ji glanced at him, and her tone was coquettish, "Don't make such a pretentious appearance in front of your concubine, does Ah Lang still want to make clever words to your concubine?" ”

Feng Yong smiled, looked left and right, and lowered his voice, "Xijun also said that a certain talent is beyond the reach of ghosts and gods, so this kind of article, how can you just listen to it." ”

"The song just now is what I coaxed Xijun to be happy, but this one, but I don't know what Xijun should exchange for it?"

Guan Ji didn't know what he meant, and frowned, "The concubine wants to listen to Ah Lang's article, and she still has to exchange it for something?" ”

Feng Tujiao rubbed his hands and said a little shyly, "This poem is about the thoughts of the woman in the boudoir, you think carefully, the boudoir ......."

Guan Ji swallowed his saliva for a long time, and after listening to the first half of the sentence, he knew what this person wanted to say in the second half of the sentence.

Her face flushed with a hint of redness, she gritted her silver teeth, reached out like lightning, pinched his shoulder, and said angrily, "Where are there so many rules? ”

Although Feng Yong's height is not low, Guan Ji's figure is also tall, and her hand can easily put on Feng Yong's shoulder with a little force!

Feng Tuqiu, who had a silver-like spear head, said "oops", and his body immediately bent halfway, "I said!" I say! Let go first. ”

Guan Ji "snorted".

"The young woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to worry, and she condenses her makeup on the green building in spring. Suddenly, I saw a strange willow color, and the penitent husband was looking for a marquis. ”

Feng Yong didn't dare to bargain anymore, and hurriedly read it out quickly.

Guan Ji was stunned, and his hand was loose.

The poem should not be in the foreground, but it immediately stirred her mind.

At the beginning of this year, she heard the news of the Prime Minister's Northern Expedition in Vietnam, although on the surface she pretended to be nothing, but in her heart she was worried about Feng Yong who was with the army all the time.

I don't know how many nights she woke up from a nightmare.

The battlefield has no eyes, and what she is most afraid of is that something bad news suddenly comes one day.

At that time, the scene and his heart, at this moment, this article actually made Guan Ji, who has always been strong, bite her lower lip, and tears appeared in her eyes.

Feng Tujiao looked at Guan Ji's appearance, and his heart was also warm.

At this moment, someone suddenly said in a big way, "Prince, madam, Liu Hun came to see Mrs. ”

Guan Ji was startled, wiped the corners of her eyes with someone behind her back, and her expression quickly returned to coldness, and then she turned around, "Liu Hun wants to see me?" Not a prince? ”

"He did say he wanted to see Madame."

The saber maid spoke.

Guan Ji brought a group of sabers and guns from Yue, who were her guards.

This saber squire is one of them.

Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong, Feng Yong shrugged, it was obvious that he didn't know what was going on.

"Let him come."

Liu Hun was quickly led over, and first saluted Feng Yong, "I've seen the prince." ”

Then he hugged his fist at Guan Ji, "I've seen Guan Ji." ”

Well?

Feng Yong glanced at Liu Hun, this kid seems to be a little wrong?

Although Guan Ji is a woman's clothes, she is dressed in tight clothes and narrow sleeves, and her movements are neat and not inferior to men, "I don't know what Liu is engaged in?" ”

Liu Hun glanced at Feng Yong.

Feng Yong put his hands behind his back and looked away, meaning that he would not mix.

"Guan engaged, the prince is in a high position, and he is in danger of Longyou's safety, he is a daughter's body, and now Longyou is predetermined, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the safety of the prince and marquis should be protected, I don't know if Guan Zhi thinks so?"

"It's nature."

Guan Ji bowed.

"Ran Mou now only sees that there are only maids around the prince, although he has a sword, but if there is a villain attack, I am afraid that he will scatter like a frightened bird, how can he protect the prince?"

Liu Hun's eyes burned, "Therefore, I invited myself to lead the Qu to protect the surroundings of the prince." ”

Feng Yong is not without a part, but the servant with a knife brought by Guan Ji occupies the innermost position, and the part is squeezed to the periphery.

Obviously, it seems that some people have grievances, and they may also be worried about Feng Yong's safety, so they let Liu Hun as a representative and want to come to admonish.

However, Liu Hun's words of contempt for the maid obviously had the opposite effect, and the maid standing beside him suddenly pressed the sword on his waist.

Guan Ji raised her eyebrows, "Does Liu believe me?" ”

"How dare the villain not believe Madame?" Liu Hun's tone softened, and his title changed from Guan Zhi to Mrs., only to hear him say again, "The villain is just worried about the safety of the prince." ”

Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong.

Feng Yong looked up at the sky, looking like it was none of my business, and even wanted to whistle.

Now he doesn't need to worry about safety himself.

Whether it is Zhuge Liang, Huang Yueying, Guan Ji, Zhang Xingyi in the palace, or even the Xinghan Society, a group of people will automatically help him worry about it anyway.

It's not that Shuzhong wants his life, but he dares to show it blatantly, and he has almost been killed.

The rest only dare to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity silently.

Everyone knows that Guan Ji is a woman, but she can stand here so blatantly because of her special identity.

At the beginning, she was the bodyguard sent by Huang Yueying to protect Feng Yong, and at the same time, she represented the interests of the powerful in the DPRK and China, so she married Feng Yong, not Zhang Xingyi.

Dare to say that Guan Ji is a woman's identity, that is, a family in Shuzhong.

But the family in Shu has been torn apart by the prime minister of the Han Dynasty and the ruthless Xiaowen and the joint efforts over the years, either shouting "true fragrance" to change the camp, or being suppressed to the point that there is only one breath left, and becoming a real cultivator and heirloom.

In addition, Guan Ji is following Feng Yong as Guan Jia Shiro, who wants to prove that Guan Ji is Guan Jia Shiro?

Over time, everyone got used to it.

It's just that Guan Ji actually let a women's army take over Feng Junhou's personal defense, and the original troops could only protect the periphery, so there must be people who are not happy.

Madam, you are powerful, so you can become Mrs. Junhou, but this doesn't mean that those little ladies are also better than us, right? Unless they can also be ladies.

Liu Hun has not been Feng Yong's entourage for a long time, but during the Northern Expedition, his performance has convinced everyone.

Brave, not afraid of life and death, and at the same time the martial arts on his body are also powerful, so naturally he was pushed out as a representative.

In Feng Yong's view, this is actually the epitome of the small forces around him competing for status, and even Liu has a little lady Zhang behind him.

This kind of thing, as long as Guan Ji is by her side, it will be up to her to deal with it, after all, she is the lady of the Feng Mansion.

And there is competition to make progress.

Although Feng Yong looked up at the sky and didn't speak, the meaning was already obvious.

Guan Ji was authorized by Feng Yong, but his expression became serious, "There is a reminder from Lao Liu, I owe it to me to consider this matter." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Liu Hun, but even Feng Yong looked at it with some surprise.

It's just that since Guan Ji is known as the tiger girl, in many cases, she does things in a big way, not much inferior to men.

What's more, how could she put her personal emotions above Ah Lang's safety?

No matter what the purpose of these people is, it is for Ah Lang's safety, and it is impossible for her to fight them, let alone chill those who follow Ah Lang to the battlefield.

So Guan Hunu proposed to let these maids around her compare with the original trilogy, those who can go up, and those who can't go down.

Horseback archery, military drills, horn fighting, two wins in three rounds.

When Liu Hun heard the method proposed by Guan Ji, he was overjoyed immediately, "Is this true, Madame?" ”

Guan Ji smiled indifferently, "The prince is a witness, how can you allow child's play?" ”

Liu Hun looked at Feng Yong.

Feng Yong also didn't expect Guan Ji to propose such a fair solution.

"Ahem, since Madame proposed, uh, no, I mean, fair play, this is good."

With Feng Yong's permission, Liu Hun clenched his fists, "Then go down and prepare." ”

"Is Xijun going to end?"

Watching Liu Hun go to prepare, Feng Yong asked in a low voice.

Guan Ji smiled confidently, "When the army is in formation, the concubine will personally go down to command." ”

There is a lack of entertainment projects in the army, and now that I heard that the two were engaged in the competition, even Zhang Wei and others came to join in the fun, and even personally commanded the soldiers to circle out of the venue.