Being a Lady of an Influential Family

Although it was only a month since the last time we parted, when meeting Leng Sa again, I still felt that Fu Fengcheng was much thinner again.

Leaping over and wrapping her arms around his neck, Leng Sa looked up at him. Fu Fengcheng lowered his head and put his arms around her slender waist, "What are you looking at?"

Leng Sa said: "You seem to have lost weight again, have you been working hard recently?" Actually, there is no need to ask this question, although it is said that it is Chinese New Year, there is no sign of Chinese New Year in Southwest China. Needless to say, the Southern Six Provincial Army is either marching or fighting every day, or is preparing to march and fight.

As the supreme commander of several coalition forces, Fu Fengcheng has a lot of things to take care of, so it's no wonder he isn't tired.

But now the army has finally entered the Pengcheng area. Although there are many mountains and forests in the southwest, the vicinity of Pengcheng is a good place with flat mountains, so it is much easier.

Fu Fengcheng picked him up with a little force, walked to the sofa in the room and sat down, and put Leng Sa on his lap, "It's not hard."

Leng Sa looked at him with a smile, "Not hard? Does that mean you miss me?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at her for a while, and then said softly, "Yes."

Leng Sa couldn't help but blinked, seeing the serious expression of the man in front of him, couldn't help laughing out loud.

After she had laughed enough, she leaned on Fu Fengcheng's shoulder and said, "I miss you too, so I came here just after the Chinese New Year. Little Shitou misses you too, and Xiaoshitou will call Dad." While talking, Leng Sa Standing up, he found the bag that had been thrown aside and took out a stack of photos from it, and then he approached Fu Fengcheng, "Look, your son."

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, then took the photo and looked down.

Little Shitou looks a lot bigger than in the photo Leng Sa brought him last time. Children grow up fast, not to mention that it has been a few months, and his appearance looks more like Fu Fengcheng.

Leng Sa brought a lot of photos this time, all of which were taken by Leng Sa when he was at home. Fu Fengcheng flipped through the pages one by one, and there were children lying on the soft plush carpet alone, some walking seriously while leaning on the sofa, some smiling happily in Leng Sa's arms, and some with Chu Miao was with Fu Anni, or with Governor Fu, or with Master Leng and his wife. In short, from the photos, it can be seen that Fu Yunqi's children are still very happy.

Fu Fengcheng gently stroked the cute little face of the chubby baby in the photo with his thumb, his eyes were soft and tender, "Yunqi grows up very fast." Fu Fengcheng felt relieved that his son had grown so big, but also felt a little regretful. He didn't watch the child grow up little by little, and he didn't even hold him much, so he seemed to be no different from the old man back then.

"Isn't it cute?" Leng Sa smiled while lying in his arms, Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "Yes. Very cute."

Leng Sa sighed lightly and said, "When I left, the little guy was still crying, which made me almost reluctant to leave."

Fu Fengcheng put his arms around her and patted her lightly, "Sasha can stay in Yongcheng for a while longer."

Leng Sa narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her head and looked at him, "You said you missed me just now?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "I really want to."

Leng Sa's face that was pretending to be tense at first relaxed, smiled and wrapped his neck around him and pulled him down, then quickly kissed him and said with a smile, "Although I don't want to part with the little stone, but I have to come quickly so that father Shito Hurry back too."

Fu Fengcheng's eyes dimmed, and he leaned over and kissed her smiling lips heavily, "Yes, soon."

"Depend on!"

Song Lang saw this scene before he entered the gate, couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, turned around and was about to leave.

Lou Lanzhou, who was one step behind him, was talking to Song Lang and didn't see it. He was a little dazed for a while, "Brother Song..."

Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng quickly sat apart, as if nothing had happened.

"Song Shao, why are you leaving before entering the door?" Leng Sa's voice came from inside with a smile.

"..." Young Master Song didn't want to leave, but turned around stiffly under Lou Lanzhou's strange gaze.

Walking into the hall, Song Lang looked at the dignified appearance of the two people in front of him, and still couldn't help complaining, "I said you two, can't you restrain yourself?" Even if you want to make out, please go back to your room, please?

Leng Sa said: "Song Shao, we are a legal couple, besides...we didn't do anything, it seems like we..." Song Lang himself is not a restrained person, as for? This is Hong Guoguo's jealousy!

Only then did Lou Lanzhou understand what Song Lang was talking about just now, and the corners of his lips couldn't help a smile, but he lowered his head more reservedly and only people could see the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"..." Song Lang was speechless, it was the first time he saw such a bold and thick-skinned woman.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a smile. The people in the fox den have always followed a principle - as long as I am not embarrassed, you are the one who is embarrassed.

Young Master Fu didn't want to hear Song Lang teasing his wife, although it was hard to say who was teasing who.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Leng Sara closer to her, before she said to the two of them, "Both of you, sit down and talk."

Song Lang didn't want to fight with Leng Sa either, he couldn't win anyway.

Sitting down opposite the two of them with Lou Lanzhou, Song Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Fu, I bet Lou Shao earlier that you will be blocked by Guo Huai in Anzheng for at least a month. I didn't expect you to be able to subdue Guo Huai." ,Amazing."

Fu Fengcheng said indifferently, "You're welcome, the two of you are invincible all the way from the northwest to the southwest, that's what I admire."

Lou Lanzhou sighed softly and said with a smile, "Brother Fu, you are being polite. I think...you don't have to compliment each other, let's talk about business." Who has contributed more in the south, west, and northwest in the past few months? Their people on the battlefield I don't feel anything yet, but other places have already been arguing about it.

It stands to reason that Young Master Fu first suppressed Ren Nanyan's Qujing rebellion, quelled the Southwest by himself and expelled the Nile people, and then fought all the way from the south to Pengcheng to subdue Guo Huai. He said that this feat ranked second and no one dared to say it was the first. However, many people who are interested in the military found that after comparing all the battles, Fu Dashao killed the least enemy troops among the few young marshals, and of course his casualty rate was also the least.

In contrast, Long Yue braved the severe cold to kill all the way to the Western Regions, that is the real blood flow invincible, directly turning the ice and snow of the Western Regions into a land of ice and blood.

Now the name Long Yue is almost equivalent to the God of Killing in those small countries in the Western Regions.

On this side, Song Lang and Lou Lanzhou did not give in. Song Lang used to be ruthless when he fought with the Dayin people. This time he attacked the southwest, 70% of the casualties of the Sun Family Army in the entire southwest region were contributed by the Northwest Army.

Looking at it this way, it seems that Long Yue and Song Lang are more powerful.

Of course, for ordinary people, they can only analyze who is more powerful by looking at the simplest number of enemies killed. It is difficult to objectively analyze the comprehensive ability of each general and the gains and losses of each battle.

Therefore, Fu Fengcheng's evaluation in the first few battles in the southwest was very high, worthy of being a god, but after that, it made people feel very mediocre. Even the fact that the 17th Legion retreated without a fight made people feel that Fu Fengcheng was purely lucky. Some people felt that Fu Dashao's level fluctuated from time to time, and his performance was not stable.

Only generals like Long Yue and Song Lang who are invincible all the way to attack cities and plunder land, and who can see people's blood boil can be called the God of War.

However, in Anxia's senior management and major military academies, Young Master Fu's evaluation is extremely high.

In the words of Mr. Feng of the Beijing Military Academy: Fu Fengcheng's command style is as dynamic as thunder and as quiet as spring water. When he has murderous intentions, he can lay down millions of corpses by thunderbolt. Some people are brave and lack resourcefulness, but they can be fierce generals. Some people are resourceful but less courageous, and may be wise generals. Someone who is brave and resourceful is a real generation of famous generals. And some people are not only courageous and resourceful, but also have long-term strategic vision and planning, and they can use both hardness and softness with ease, which is enough to be called a strategic wizard. Young Master Fu has used these to the extreme, seemingly understatement, but in fact, every plan reaches its peak in seconds.

There were never fewer generals who could fight better than Fu Fengcheng in the past, and there will be no fewer in the future, but there are only a handful of generals who can fight, plan and govern like Fu Fengcheng.

On top of that, he was just thirty years old.

Not many people know of Mr. Feng's evaluation, but there are also many. People who don't know are still arguing over who is the number one general of the new generation, but those who know the inside story can only sigh.

At this time, Fu Fengcheng and others naturally didn't have the time to pay attention to these things, they had already set their sights on Sun Liang who was huddled in Pengcheng who dared not come out.

"Pengcheng is Sun Liang's lair, and it is also his only remaining family property. Now there are at least 500,000 soldiers and horses gathered around Pengcheng, three of them, the battle in the future will not be easy." Lou Lanzhou looked at the three people and said.

Song Lang nodded and said, "Indeed, that old bastard Sun Liang is afraid of death, so he can't wait to put all the soldiers and horses in Pengcheng." Speaking of this, Song Lang was a little speechless, "Is he stupid? He can even defend such a place. How long can you keep it? If you trap me, you can trap him to death!"

Fu Fengcheng said, "But you don't have time to trap him to death. If you can't take Pengcheng in two months, you have to withdraw your troops."

Song Lang rubbed his nose feeling helpless, "Isn't there still Brother Fu and you?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "I thought you wanted to take down Pengcheng yourself."

"..." I had this idea, but Song Lang didn't have any obsessions, "Who are we to whom? It doesn't matter who takes Pengcheng. But... it's best to get rid of Sun Liang before the Northwest Army withdraws. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain to my old man when I go back!"

The old man didn't know what stimulated him, so he was scolded if there was nothing in the telegram recently.

It was Lou Lanzhou who seemed the most relaxed, and said, "Since time is urgent, should we separate our troops and surround Pengcheng?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"Actually, with the example of General Guo Huai, I guess Pengcheng's defenders may not be so firm." Lou Lanzhou hesitated.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Indeed, but...Sun Liang has learned from Guo Huai's lesson, and the family members of all the senior generals under his command are now in Pengcheng. Besides, those people themselves know that not everyone is Guo Huai."

Guo Huai is a professional soldier with a bottom line. Such a person may not be pleasing, but no one really hates him.

But those other people who followed Sun Liang knew what they did with Sun Liang.

Song Lang thoughtfully, nodded and said, "All right, then divide the troops into three groups?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "The army is divided into three groups. I will take the southwest to capture Yunshui, and brother Lou will go to the east to attack Ruxi. The north will trouble the Northwest Army."

Song Lang didn't care, "Small things."

Most of the Northwest Army is cavalry, and it happens that the Pengcheng area is open and flat, which is much easier than before in the mountains and forests.

"Then it's settled." Lou Lanzhou also nodded.

After making the next plan, Lou Lanzhou and Song Lang left soon.

Although Leng Sa has just returned, she is not idle, and Fu Fengcheng doesn't have much time to accompany her to prepare for the next attack. Leng Sa ran all the way to the southwest, of course not because he wanted Young Master Fu to accompany him.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yan and others were summoned.

During this period of time, the special service team fought with First Young Master Fu very hard, and made a lot of contributions. Although no one had a good year, Governor Fu still generously promoted everyone. Needless to say, Zhou Yan and Jiang Zhan, even Fu Yucheng jumped several levels. No one was dissatisfied with this. This year, Fourth Young Master Fu worked really hard and made a lot of contributions.

Leng Sa thoughtfully brought everyone small New Year gifts, which moved everyone very much. After all, they can be regarded as direct descendants cultivated by the instructor himself, and the instructor is naturally happy that he still thinks about them.

Leng Sa asked about this period of time, and was very satisfied with everyone's performance.

"Instructor." Jiang Zhan coughed lightly.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, "Say." She had already seen Jiang Zhan and Fu Yucheng flirting underneath.

Jiang Zhan glared at Fu Yucheng, then said, "Well...are we going to continue attacking soon?"

Leng Sa said: "Naturally, everyone has worked hard during this period, so the young master asked everyone to rest here for two days, and they will leave soon. What? You haven't adjusted yet? Why don't we leave a few days later? "

Jiang Zhan shook his head again and again, "No, no."

"What's that?" Leng Sa asked curiously.

Jiang Zhan said, "Can we...can we just kill Sun Liang?"

Leng Sa was silent for a while, and looked at the two people in front of her, "You two, whose idea is it?"

Jiang Zhan and Fu Yucheng looked at each other, and both raised their hands to point at each other, "He,"

"he."

"..." The two looked at each other, then changed their words after a while, "We thought about it together."

Leng Sa nodded and praised, "It's a good idea." The two couldn't help being overjoyed, and before they could say anything, Leng Sa continued, "It's a good thing to dare to think and do something in this line of work. What's your plan?"

"Plan?" Fu Yucheng murmured, they didn't have a plan yet.

Leng Sa said, "At this time, there must be more people in charge of defending Sun Liang than usual. If you want to kill him, you must have a feasible plan, right? For example, how to sneak around Sun Liang with weapons? Where do you do it? How many guards are around him? How is he usually deployed? What is the remedial plan if the attack is not successful? If successful, how to retreat? How many people are going to be sent to carry out the mission? The acceptable number of casualties is How much? Show me the plan."

"..." The faces of the two of them were ashen.

Zhou Yan couldn't bear it, and said, "Young Madam, this matter..."

Leng Sa interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said softly without getting angry, "I have no objection to your attempt to assassinate Sun Liang, give me a feasible plan."

Fu Yucheng and Jiang Zhan looked at each other, and their hearts, which were still boiling with blood, had become chilled.

Watching the two leave with their heads drooping, Zhou Yan said, "Young Madam, they..."

Leng Sa chuckled lightly and said, "It's okay, let them wake up. Don't just learn some skills and think that you can go to heaven. The mission of special service does include decapitation, but they are not professional killers, nor dead men. We Cultivating secret service personnel is not intended to be used as one-time consumables."

Zhou Yan's expression moved slightly, and he nodded, "Yes, I understand."

Indeed, they were treated the best, learned many skills that ordinary soldiers would not learn, and naturally performed tasks that ordinary soldiers could not perform at all.

Sometimes it does look like the dead soldiers raised by the rich and powerful in ancient times, but it is different when you think about it carefully.

Young Madam will often carry out missions with them, and the work that needs to be done before and after each mission is actually far more than the mission itself, all of which are to reduce casualties as much as possible.

As the young lady said, although they are different from ordinary soldiers, they are not professional killers or dead soldiers, they are still soldiers.

Leng Sa said, "Sometimes, beheading is necessary, but you can't indulge in assassination to solve all problems."

Zhou Yan nodded, "I understand."