Zhao Feng could only shake his head: "This time he died as he wished." ”

Knowing the date of one's death is really not a good thing, and it can make people go crazy in suspicion and fear again and again. He remembered that Si Nanxiang that day, and he really didn't look like a normal person anymore.

After Zhao Feng said goodbye to Ding, the old street was revisited. The original burned ruins have been re-erected wooden frames, but the traces of the fire are still there.

He stopped here, and for no reason remembered the strange book Mandarin Duck Book that cushioned the table legs.

In the book, he is connected with the pattern of Feng Liwan, is that also called fate?

......

Four months passed in a blink of an eye.

It is good news to accompany the footsteps of summer into Chunming City:

King Liang's army killed the victorious king in Poison Dragon Mountain!

The victorious king's dream of being emperor was finally destroyed when his own head fell to the ground. After four years, the civil strife in Liang was finally coming to an end.

King Liang summoned a large army to return to the dynasty and prepared to reward meritorious deeds.

The Feng family was overjoyed, but the Ding family came to Zhao Feng and asked, "General Feng has won the battle, when will my husband come back?"

That's up to the insider. Zhao Hu, who was still guarding Zhao Feng's side, said: "The emperor asked the first class to return to the court and then discuss the reward, counting the celebrations, and then counting the quarrel of a group of ministers in the imperial court, oh no, it is to discuss the reward, why does it take two months, right? You also know that there have been many heroes in the war in recent years, and the rewards can be decided one by one, but it takes effort." ”

Ding Shi said "ah": "Then it will be two months!"

"More than that. Zhao Hu said, "The battlefield is in the south, Liang Dadu is in the north, and the army has to go from the south to the north." After receiving the reward, the general left the Liang State in the south, crossed the southern frontier of the Sha Boundary, and finally arrived at Chunming City, which took more than half a month at the earliest. ”

It's going to take at least three months. Ding was depressed, but Zhao Feng hid his emotions well.

He reassured him with good words and successfully coaxed Ding back.

After another three days, new news came, more specific. It turned out that the commander of this encirclement and suppression operation was another Liang general Xun Pei, and Feng Liwan only fought in coordination, and the number of participants on both sides exceeded 170,000, but the process was very fast, and it only lasted less than ten hours. The victorious king's lair was all ended, and in the end he was cornered, and he raised his sword to kill himself.

It turned out that the greatest contributor to the destruction of the victorious king was not Feng Liwan. The magnates of Chunming City laughed secretly in their hearts, but on the surface, they looked like they were sighing, especially when facing the old man Feng.

An insider like Chitose who has a heart will inevitably think deeply.

Under her instigation, Yan Saburo asked Lian Rongsheng directly in the school: "Master, what is the origin of the general Xun Pei?"

Lian Rongsheng glanced at him and remembered that this kid used to be from Liang, but he was too young when he left Liang Kingdom, and it was normal that he hadn't heard of these names. Xun Pei is also a fierce general under Shen Qinwen, but he is different from Feng Liwan, he is the grandson of the former prime minister of Genzheng Miaohong, and he is also young and promising, only twenty-three years old this year. In the past few years, he has teamed up with Feng Liwan on the battlefield many times. ”

Yan Saburo's eyes flashed slightly: "So the credit for this encirclement and suppression?"

Lian Rongsheng seemed to understand what he wanted to ask: "The credit of the Lord always belongs to the commander-in-chief, it has always been, there is no doubt about it." With that, he diverted the topic and stopped talking about it.

Back in Chunshen Hall, Huang Da jumped up as soon as he heard it: "Shady, there is definitely a shady curtain in this!"

The white cat yawned: "Is it your turn to be suspicious?"

It is clear that it is late to bother with the layout and get important information, why was the main credit obtained by Xun Pei in the end?

Is this Xun Pei's personal attempt to grab credit, or is it the meaning of the superiors? After all, a large-scale battle is the result of collective wisdom and efforts, and there will inevitably be a division of labor and cooperation.

Zhao Feng now lives on Xinghua Street, and a third shop has also opened. Now he is very famous among the merchants, in addition to his good craftsmanship and humility, the legendary experience of opening a store and destroying a store is also talked about by everyone.

But so far, this shop belonging to Yan Saburo has been peaceful.

It was closing time on this day, Zhao Feng closed the door of the store and walked back to the back hall, just as he wanted to cook a bowl of noodles for himself to eat, he looked up and saw a person sitting at the table.

The man seemed to be very thin, with his legs on his feet, his hands pressed on his knees, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting there.

Zhao Feng was startled, the candle in his hand flickered, and the man smiled and said, "Be careful, don't burn the shop again." ”

The voice is crisp, with three points of ridicule, and the point is that it is still very familiar. Zhao Feng was stunned, and then overjoyed: "Miss Nine!"

He took two steps forward, and the candlelight illuminated the other party's eyebrows, wasn't it Feng Lingzhao?

She was dressed in a neat power suit, with black hair tied in a thick braid at the back of her head. Zhao Feng also noticed the yellow mud on her boots, so he knew that she had just returned from outside.

"Shhhh Under the candle flame, Feng Lingzhao's eyes were shining, but he raised a finger in front of his lips, "Don't make a noise, at this time, I should still be in the south of the Liang Kingdom to clear the remnants of the victorious king." ”

"Swords and guns have no eyes. I haven't seen her for months, Zhao Feng threw her reserve away, and looked her up and down, "Are you injured?"

Feng Lingzhao smiled: "It's very good, the danger has been borne by others." ”

In addition to being dusty, she did look very good, and Zhao Feng also put his heart at ease and looked at her with burning eyes.

Compared to four months ago, she has lost weight, and it seems that she is still a little darker. The days of chasing down the victorious king must have been hard.

Feng Lingzhao was stared at by him so that his face was inexplicably hot, and he subconsciously sat upright, coughed lightly: "I'm very hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Ah, yes. Zhao Feng responded without thinking, and then remembered that there was nothing to eat in his store, "I'll go to the shop next door to buy it." ”

"No, I'll eat whatever you have here. Feng Lingzhao said and stood up, "I want to wash my face." "Riding a horse, his face was covered in ash and sweat, and he didn't know why this guy was staring at her so intently.

She grabbed a handful of water from the tank and splashed it on her face. Even in the dim light, Zhao Feng could see transparent droplets of water running down his face, sliding across his slender neck, and all the way down......

He turned his head and hurried into the back kitchen.

A quarter of an hour later, two bowls of fried rice and a large pot of spicy spicy meatball soup were served on the table, steaming hot.

Feng Lingzhao sat down, and Zhao Feng immediately pushed the big bowl in front of her, and took the small bowl of fried rice himself.

I've heard that the strangers eat a lot of food.

Feng Lingzhao glared at him before raising the spoon.

The fried rice is very good-looking, the rice grains are snow-white, the sausage is oily red, the green onion is green, and the golden egg shreds are as thin as silk threads, which are wrapped around the rice grains. Feng Lingzhao scooped a bite, chewed it twice, and couldn't help but admire: "Delicious, you actually have this kung fu?"

"This is what my master is best at, and I am not yet able to achieve his fifth success. It is said that Shi Niang tasted Master's fried rice back then, and only then did she ......"