"Young Master Yang Wei can be regarded as an old man who has followed the Prime Minister for many years. Now that your brother-in-law has sent a descendant to him, is he humiliated?"
Seeing more than a hundred fine knights rolling up snow and fog, covering their own figures, Zhang Bao, who was standing on a high tower somewhere in the camp, asked with some emotion.
Guan Xing beside him also felt something:
"Looking at the big men, I am afraid that no one would be able to relinquish the power of Yang Weigong so easily. Feng Mingwen is the only exception."
Several staff officers came from the camp, saying they were helping them with military affairs.
But in fact, everyone knows that the role of these people is probably more like the eyes and ears placed by Feng Mingwen in the army.
At the same time, there is a hint of demonstration:
When it comes to co-managing military affairs, his staff officers are enough to replace Chang Shi.
When it comes to military leadership, the Liangzhou Army under his command is one of the best in the world.
Today, if the army commander Shi dares not to cooperate, he will dare to ignore him.
There are generals in the Japanese army who are disobedient to him. Who can guarantee that he will not dare to replace others?
Hearing Guan Xing's words, Zhang Bao nodded repeatedly and agreed:
"Not to mention that Yang Weigong has a narrow temperament and often disagrees with others. If he goes with his will, he will be reasonable, but if he goes against it, there will be gaps. Usually, he is a long history, and even if others have different opinions, he will not say much."
"But who is your brother-in-law? He is both foresighted and ruthless. It's a blessing that he doesn't cause trouble for others. Yang Weigong dares to disgrace him. Isn't this asking for disaster?"
When Zhang Bao said this, he couldn't help but smacked his lips:
"If you think about it carefully, besides the Prime Minister, the only one who can restrain him now is His Majesty, right?"
Guan Xing's eyes flickered, and after a long time, he said slowly:
"How do you know that the Prime Minister didn't do this intentionally?"
Without the Prime Minister's permission, no matter how powerful his brother-in-law was, he would not be able to make Yang Yi lose power so easily.
Zhang Bao nodded: "I'm afraid no one has thought that in order to promote your brother-in-law to the top, the Prime Minister would not even give face to an old man like Yang Yi."
Guan Xing finally couldn't help it anymore:
"Don't talk about my brother-in-law, as if he is my brother-in-law! Isn't he your brother-in-law?"
When Zhang Bao heard this, his expression changed drastically, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot, he jumped to his feet and said:
"Nonsense! He hasn't married his fourth mother yet, how can he say he is my brother-in-law?"
Guan Xing sneered:
"What's the difference? I heard that the Prime Minister has personally gone to court to ask for the fourth mother of the Zhang family to marry him. With such great honor, all the men can't find another one. Will Your Majesty still not allow it?"
"Brother-in-law, you will have to call sooner or later. It doesn't matter if you call me early or late!"
Zhang Bao blushed and seemed to be gritting his teeth:
"If Si Niang doesn't marry into the Feng Mansion, he will no longer be my brother-in-law. Anguo, we have been brothers for many years. Don't force me to fall out!"
Standing in the position of the royal family, the prime minister proposes to marry the fourth wife of the Zhang family for someone. It is really like a long drought meets the rain. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is overjoyed.
But from the Zhang family's perspective, Zhang Bao just wants to fight Feng Scumbag for 300 rounds with an eight-foot spear - if Guan Huwei won't stand up for him.
But when I think of the fact that Feng is a scumbag and marries Siniang, he must have obtained Guan Huwei's consent.
Zhang Bao couldn't help but feel a little bored:
"Anguo, after all, Sanniang is a figure who is not inferior to men. She commanded tens of thousands of elite soldiers, swept across the Northland, and became famous in the Central Plains. Why can't even Feng Mingwen look down on her?"
This time it was Guan Xing's turn to get furious:
"That's Guan Suo, that's Silang of the Guan family. What does it have to do with Sanniang? Who doesn't know that the third lady of the Guan family is virtuous and virtuous, otherwise why would she agree to this matter?"
A virtuous and virtuous tiger girl of the Guan family?
Zhang Bao said hehe.
If he hadn't known that his little sister would not suffer a loss, Brother Zhang said that he would never have agreed to let his little sister marry into the Feng Mansion.
Just like Yang Yi who kept shouting "Prime Minister? I want to see the Prime Minister!" as soon as he entered the city and was unwilling to bow to someone like Feng.
Zhang Yuan, who brought the person to the government office, was not impatient and said to Yang Yi:
"Yang Changshi, please wait a moment, I will go and report to the Lord."
"Hmph, everyone in this army and city knows that I was brought here by Feng Mingwen's people. If you dare to stop me from meeting the Prime Minister, I will see how Feng Mingwen will annihilate himself from the world!"
Regarding Yang Yi's words, Zhang Yuan just smiled and seemed not to care, and went straight into the hall to report.
After a while, he came out again:
"Yang Changshi, please come with me. The Prime Minister said he wants to see you."
When Yang Yi heard this, she was immediately overjoyed.
Following Zhang Yuanqi, he turned into a corner, passed through several corridors and arches, and then saw a person standing in front of a doorway.
When Yang Yi saw this person, his eyes were about to burst: "Feng Yong!"
Feng Junhou was not angry when someone called him by his first name. He just looked at Yang Yi with a half-smile but not a smile:
"When I heard Yang Changshi's voice, he was full of energy. It seems that he is about to recover from his illness?"
"Shameless boy!"
When Feng Junhou heard this, his face showed surprise:
"Yang Changshi's words are wrong! I was worried about Yang Changshi's health and asked Yang Changshi to come to the city for treatment. Why was he called a shameless villain instead?"
When Yang Yi heard this, his face turned red with anger. If he hadn't seen Feng Thief carrying his back, he would have stepped forward and fought this man to the death:
"Wise words and charming words, really clever words and charming words!"
"Yang Changshi praised me. Liao Gongyuan also said the same about me back then. Speaking of which, I still accepted his good advice!"
Then Liao Gongyuan was demoted to herding sheep in Hanjia County and became the laughing stock of Shu.
But Feng's reputation grew bigger and bigger, and eventually he became famous all over the world.
Yang Changshi naturally knew this story.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
His original intention was to scold Mr. Feng, but now that Mr. Feng said this, wouldn't it mean that he was just like Liao Gongyuan, a blind person?
He kept saying it, but he didn't dare to fight. He pointed his fingers in parallel and pointed at Mr. Feng, "You, you, you..." for a long time, but he was speechless.
At this time, a scolding sound came from inside the house:
"Okay, Yang Changshi is your elder, how can you be so rude?"
As soon as Yang Yi heard this voice, she didn't know why, but she suddenly felt aggrieved and almost shed tears: "Prime Minister!"
I heard the Prime Minister in the room say again: "Why don't you invite Yang Changshi to come in?"
Feng Yong turned slightly to the side, opened the door, stretched out his hand and said: "Yang Changshi, the Prime Minister invites you."
Yang Yi snorted, never looked at Feng again, and walked forward to open the door.
When he was about to enter the house, he heard Feng Yong say again:
"Yang Changshi, when you enter the house, you must not get too close to the prime minister. Remember to stay at least one foot away."
"The Prime Minister is weak, and you are infected with the cold. Don't dare to pass on your illness to the Prime Minister."
Yang Yi turned her head suddenly, her teeth clenched loudly, and looking at that look, she wanted to gnaw someone Feng's flesh and blood.
Feng Yong waved his hands repeatedly:
"Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me like this. I don't mean to embarrass you, I'm just reminding you. If the prime minister catches the cold because of you, don't blame me for being rude."
Yang Yi snorted heavily again. He really didn't want to talk to this person, so he entered the house directly.
"Prime Minister!"
"Here you go, just sit down. Between you and me, we don't need those false courtesy."
The Prime Minister was half lying on the couch and seemed to be in good spirits. He pointed to the chair and said.
Looking at the chair two feet away from the couch, Yang Yi's mouth twitched.
According to his imagination, he should have thrown himself directly under the Prime Minister's couch and cried out in all his words about Feng's arrogance and domineering behavior.
Just remembering Feng's warning and reminder just now, and seeing the Prime Minister's actions, he could only sit down on the chair in frustration.
"Tell me, why did you come to see me?"
The prime minister looked at Yang Yi and asked.
Yang Yi was full of words, but after being provoked by Feng at the door just now, and seeing the prime minister's current appearance, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
After a while, he said slowly: "Prime Minister, Feng..."
After saying the word "Feng", he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the door.
"Don't pay attention to Feng Mingwen. I'm not so confused that I can't tell right from wrong, and I'm not so stupid that I can't tell the difference between right and wrong."
Feeling that the Prime Minister's gaze was like a real thing, penetrating into her own thoughts, Yang Yi suddenly felt her heart tighten.
He suddenly realized: Prime Minister, you don't have personal relationships.
Thinking of someone's foresight, Yang Yi realized:
The affection that I have followed the Prime Minister for many years cannot be compared with the affection that the late Emperor entrusted to the Prime Minister with state affairs.
Could it be that Thief Feng had anticipated this a long time ago, so he acted so fearlessly?
Yang Yi sat on the chair, her thoughts racing, and she didn't say anything for a while.
The prime minister waited for a long time. Seeing how rude he was, he couldn't help but urge:
"Master Wei, why are you silent?"
After all, Yang Yi was a wise man. He calmed down and said:
"In the past few days, there have been rumors outside that the Prime Minister is seriously ill and his people's hearts are unstable. Yi is also worried."
"Now that I have met the Prime Minister, my mind is so agitated that my thoughts are so complicated that I don't even know where to start."
When the Prime Minister heard this, he couldn't help but sigh:
"You have been with me for so many years, and we have become acquainted with each other. What else can't be said? Just say whatever you want."
Yang Yi thought for a while, then whispered:
"Is the Prime Minister still in good health?"
The Prime Minister smiled and replied:
"It's good, I won't die for a while. Especially after taking Chang'an, I can finally let go of my worries."
"And these days, I no longer have to work as hard as before in Chang'an City to recuperate, and I feel much more relaxed."
Yang Yi was silent again.
The Prime Minister is relaxed, but he is the one who bears the pressure. This is not what I want.
So Yang Yi asked tentatively:
"I'm relieved to hear that the Prime Minister's health is improving, but I don't know when the Prime Minister will be willing to personally take care of everything?"
The Prime Minister smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Wei, my current illness is caused by overwork. It's hard to get some rest now."
"Now that Duke Wei is urging me to take care of everything, doesn't he want to see me relax for a while?"
Yang Yi quickly waved her hand:
"No, no, how dare Yi An think that? It's just that everyone used to obey the Prime Minister's orders. Now, we won't be able to see the Prime Minister for a while. We are really not used to it."
"Master Wei, you may think that I am in good spirits now, but the doctor has said that my body cannot be overworked anymore, otherwise the consequences will be worrying."
Hearing the Prime Minister's words, Yang Yi felt anxious and was about to say something, but his throat felt itchy, forcing him to raise his sleeves to cover his mouth and start coughing.
The prime minister saw him like this, pointed at him and said with a smile:
"Look, it's just the cold weather. Between you and me, one is sick on the bed, and the other is infected with the cold. He is old! We are all old, and we should make way for the younger generations."
When Yang Yi heard this, he quickly put down his sleeves and opened his mouth to speak.
Unexpectedly, the more anxious he became, the more itchy his throat became.
When he opened his mouth, before the words came out, he sprayed out droplets all over the sky.
Feng Junhou, who was guarding the door, heard that he was coughing so hard inside. He poked his head in and took a look. He happened to see Yang Yi like this and frowned:
"Yang Changshi, don't cough at the Prime Minister. Didn't I tell you before? Be careful of spreading your illness to the Prime Minister!"
I'm your mother's wife!
Yang Yi was just about to cover her mouth when she heard Feng Yong's words at the door, and she couldn't help but feel angry and anxious.
If I wasn't careful, would I have sat so far away?
But at this moment, he couldn't speak, his eyes just stared, and his throat was so itchy that he had to cover his face with his sleeves again, and coughed violently.
Feng Junhou looked at him with disgust on his face: It's still a long time ago, it's not hygienic at all.
Yang Yi originally wanted to glare at Feng, but after coughing, she naturally couldn't, but her attention was still on the other person.
How could you not see what the expression on Thief Feng's face meant?
Thief Feng is really insulting!
Yang Yi was already impatient and narrow-minded. When she saw Mr. Feng's silently insulting look, her blood immediately rushed to her head!
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough..."
Well, this time, my coughing became even more severe, and my face was so red that it seemed like it was about to bleed.
Even the Han Prime Minister couldn't stand it anymore and said:
"Wei Gong, since you are not feeling well, why not go down and rest first, and come back when you feel better?"
Yang Yi turned to the prime minister again:
"Cough cough cough... Prime Minister... cough cough..."
Seeing his appearance, Feng couldn't help but gloated:
Damn it! I’ll let you catch the cold and the cough won’t kill you!
This person was thinking in his heart, but he said rudely: "Someone, help Yang Changshi out, arrange a place to live, and let Yang Changshi have a good rest!"
"promise!"
Several sergeants entered the house, couldn't help but pick up Yang Yi and walked out.
"Zhang Yuan, arrange for someone to smoke the prime minister's house with medicine."
"promise."
"There is also this chair, take some medicine and wash it."
"promise."
Yang Yi, who had just managed to turn the corner through the arch, could still hear Feng's words. She finally stopped her coughing slightly, and her first words were:
"Shuzi, cough cough, that's too much! Ahem..."
It's just that at this time, no one cares about what he is talking about.
The scolded Feng Junhou finished making arrangements for the prime minister and returned to his courtyard.
General Guan, who was helping with military affairs, said he had a message for him: "General Jiang is back."
"General Jiang? Bo Yue is back?" When Feng Junhou heard this, his original unhappy mood immediately disappeared.
Seeing Feng Junhou's happy expression, General Guan frowned slightly, his heart ringing with alarm:
Zhao Erlang often said that his brother didn't love him, could he be right?
Does Alang really love Jiang Boyue?
When he thought of a certain mistress far away in Liangzhou, General Guan suddenly gritted his teeth!