Farmer of Shu Han

In March of the third year of Jianxing, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty led the army to march south.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty bestowed a golden axe, a curved cover, and a front and rear Yubao advocacy, and sixty people from the tiger and ben went to the southern expedition of the father as a strong man.

Ten miles outside Jincheng, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty personally led his ministers to send Prime Minister Zhuge Liang to the south.

The banners were flying, the soldiers were arrayed, and the knives and guns were shining white, adding a bit of murderous aura to the sky.

At this time, Jincheng had already begun to warm up.

But in this dignified atmosphere, it seemed that the temperature had been lowered again.

"Nanzhong is a land of miasma and epidemics. Xiangfu is going here, and I hope to take care of my health. The great man is the world, and Xiangfu is indispensable. Chan stays in Jincheng, hoping day and night that Xiangfu will return triumphantly as soon as possible."

A Dou looked at Xiangfu's mottled temples, and bowed deeply.

"The old minister not only bears the entrustment of the late emperor, but also has the respect of His Majesty, how dare he not serve with all his might?"

Zhuge Liang hurriedly bowed to return the salute.

"Father Xiang is gone, and Zen feels helpless. Before leaving, can you tell me about when I will return? It will also reassure me."

A Dou looked at the officials and soldiers who were far away, and asked in a low voice.

"Nanzhong's clown is not enough to be a great enemy. It's just a long way to go. Go to January, return to January, add half a year to calm down the chaos, and return by the end of the year."

Zhuge Liang looked at Adou, and comforted him, "Whether there is General Wei in the north to block the Cao thief, Sun Wu is an ally in the east, and the veterans of Jincheng also have Xiang Juda, Fei Wenwei, Dong Xiuzhao and others, which are enough to help your majesty." Deal with politics."

"Zhao Zilong's prestige is quite high in the army. With him, Jincheng will be safe and sound. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

A Dou nodded and said, "Since that's the case, Zen will rest assured and wait for Xiangfu to return at the end of the year. The stability of Nanzhong will bother Xiangfu."

"The old minister will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations, the old minister will go now!"

Zhuge Liang saluted again, then turned around, raised the long sword symbolizing the commander-in-chief, and shouted, "Let's go!"

An order was passed down layer by layer, and the military formation that had been standing still suddenly began to live.

Groups of soldiers were seen moving forward like snakes, and began to squirm slowly towards the south, and then moved faster and faster, raising waves of dust, and finally turned into yellow sand all over the sky...

Feng Yong was not qualified to stand among the important ministers to see off Zhuge Liang, he could only stand on the edge of the crowd and watch from afar.

Looking at the orderly army, the high-spirited soldiers silently but firmly followed the commander-in-chief's flag to the south, Feng Yong couldn't help feeling admiration for Zhuge Liang in his heart.

Two years ago, the great Han lost their troops and land, the army had no fighting spirit, and the people had no confidence.

Two years later, the big man has been able to regroup, not only allowing the people to give birth with peace of mind, but even the appearance of the soldiers and soldiers is so orderly, which is really rare.

Not to mention, the ruling and opposition parties are full of confidence in this Southern Expedition, and no one thinks it will fail.

Just look at food prices.

"Beating the drums and boring them, and actively employing soldiers. In the waters of the city of Tuguo, I travel south alone...Death and life are broad, and I talk to Zicheng. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son. Yu Qi Kuo, don't live with me. Yu Qi Xun Xi, I don’t believe it.”

I don't know where the singing came from, the voice was melodious and ethereal.

As soon as the singing fell, there was loud applause from among the people seeing off: "Choosing!"

Then someone fencing swords and sang: "Is there no clothes? I have the same robe as my son. The king Yu Xingshi, repair my spear..."

For a while, many people sang along.

Looking at the crowd in front of him whose emotions were getting higher and higher, Feng Yong only felt an aura reverberating in his chest, almost gushing out.

He turned around and said to Li Yi and Yang Wanwan who were following behind, "Let's go! Go back to the city!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Buqu led the horse over, got on the horse, reined in the rope, and the horse under him neighed, and one person and one horse rushed forward like arrows leaving the string.

"Brother is good at riding!"

Li Yi followed behind, loudly applauding from afar.

The closer he was to Jincheng, the more pedestrians there were. Feng Yong only had to sprint for three or four miles before he had to rein in the horse rope and walk.

Although the journey was not long, the breath in Feng Yong's chest finally came out, and he felt refreshed and extremely happy.

Thinking about it just now, it was as if a buff had been added suddenly, and his riding skills had improved by leaps and bounds.

Get on the horse, start, accelerate, all in one go, without any unnecessary movements.

Yang Wanwan was born in Di, and his riding skills are superb, but he followed Feng Yong closely the whole time.

After a while, Li Yi also arrived, and he smiled brightly at Feng Yong, "Looking at my elder brother's riding skills, you know how majestic I am!"

"The majesty of the great man..." Feng Yong repeated, laughing, "I only hope that the majesty of the great man will never fall, and the prime minister will surely spread his might to Nanyi. Go, go and meet those people."

In Jincheng, the restaurant opened by Huang's family does not entertain outsiders today, but only accepts specific visitors.

The largest open space in the restaurant has been redecorated, and a screen is placed around it to create a large space, which is then filled with desks.

Many desks were already filled with people, and people came in one after another, each finding a seat to sit down.

Some people sat alone in a corner in silence, while others sat down at a desk near someone they knew well.

Among them, the one sitting at the table closest to the main seat received the most attention from others. Almost everyone who came in had to say hello to the person sitting there.

This person has a handsome face and a straight sitting posture. He looks very graceful and luxurious, with a warm and spring-like smile on his face, which makes people feel close to him just by looking at him.

Many people were taken aback when they saw him, thinking to themselves, why is he here?

After waiting for a long time, no one came in again. Everyone thought that everyone had arrived, but suddenly the curtain of the door was lifted, and another person came in slowly.

The visitor looked around the crowd and smiled, "It seems that Deng is late."

Hearing this person's words, everyone stood up one after another, "Deng Langjun sent the prime minister off with his lord, it's normal to be late."

"Yeah, yeah, unlike me waiting, I can only watch from a distance, so naturally I have to go back to the city faster this time."

...

Although they were talking to Deng Langjun, everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and they couldn't help but secretly stared at each other.

The specifications of this banquet seem to have exceeded my imagination?

"Deng Langjun, why don't you sit in this case?"

The elegant and elegant young man finally spoke, and pointed to the table opposite him with a smile, "It seems that almost everyone is here, and no one is more suitable to sit in these two seats today than you and me. .”

Deng Langjun looked around and saw that except for that desk, all the other desks were occupied.

At that moment, he had no choice but to cup his hands and said with a smile, "Then Deng will be impolite."

After Deng Langjun sat down, he asked the young master opposite, "Why is Mi Langjun here?"

Mr. Junya smiled indifferently, "Don't Mr. Deng know what my ancestors of the Mi family do? It's not surprising that I appear here, right? It's strange that Mr. Deng appears here."

"It's not unusual, it's not unusual," Deng Langjun waved his hand, "Your Excellency was sent as an envoy to Soochow, and made good friends with Zhang Envoy who came to Shu last year. Zhang Envoy has been in good touch with Feng Langjun for a long time, and he even entrusted Your Excellency to forward a letter to Feng Langjun. So my lord told me to get closer to Feng Langjun."