Holding a hand stove burning with silver frost and charcoal on the high building, looking at the city flooded by heavy snow, the fat circle's fair face was reluctant to leave. This time of recuperation in Yancheng can be regarded as the best time in his life.

Food, music, singing and dancing, in Shenyuan, these things are no worse than those in Chang'an City. There are even many novel things he has never heard of and seen, but such days are coming to an end.

Thinking of the Anxi Army messenger who was not afraid of the cold and sent back the good news against the wind and snow three days ago, Bian Lingcheng couldn't help laughing happily. This time, Gao Xianzhi and Shen Lang not only defeated Xiao Bolu, but also captured and killed Zhulongmang Buzhi, the Tubo Marshal, and beheaded a total of 40,000 yuan. This is an amazing achievement!

Although he failed to personally come to the army supervisor, he still couldn't escape the credit. But Yu Chaoen really made him look at him with admiration. Chen Lang personally performed his merits for him, and he had to wait for him to return to Chang'an City and take over a godson.

Just as Bian Lingcheng was thinking about how to dedicate what he learned in Shenyuan to the saints after returning to Chang'an City, he suddenly saw the Persian slaves and servants who were descending to the Shenyuan Garden cheering, and then rushed to the Shenyuan Gate in the distance.

"Go and ask, what's going on?"

As Bian Lingcheng ordered, the eunuch beside him naturally hurried downstairs to inquire, and soon ran up the stairs and said, "Aweng, it's Mr. Chen who is back."

Bian Lingcheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that Chen Lang must have received the letter from Liangzhou. Then he returned home like an arrow, facing the wind and snow day and night.

"Everyone will go with our family to welcome Chen Lang."

Bian Lingcheng said happily that he had read all the battle records sent by Mr. Ximen, knowing how dangerous the battle in the Poyi River was. If it weren't for Chen Lang, if he had really followed his old bone, he might not have been able to come back alive.

When Chen Guang came down from his horse, the gate of Chenyuan was already filled with servants of all kinds. The war history written by Forcas is now the story that people talked about the most in the streets and alleys of Yancheng. As the servants of Chenyuan who were the first to hear those new stories from the great figure Bian Lingcheng, the waistlines were much straighter than usual when they went out.

"Master."

"Everyone goes to do things, what are so many people doing?"

"The Lord is now a great hero. Many new servants have never seen the Lord, so they compete to come..."

While waving the servants away, Abu explained to his master that Bian Lingcheng arrived at this time. Seeing that Chen Guang's originally handsome face had scars on his face, he couldn't help but look shocked and exclaimed, "Chen Lang, your face..."

"It's just a mere knife wound, so Mr. Bian doesn't have to be surprised."

Chen Guang was originally unwilling to delay in Yancheng, but he rushed back from the Pamir Mountains. Even though everyone had five horses for rotation, he was still unable to hold on to his mental and physical strength and needed to repair the series in Yancheng.

"Sword wound."

Looking at Chen Guang's understatement, Bian Lingcheng did not take it seriously. Only then did he feel that Mr. Ximen's story was probably not exaggerated.

"Border Duke, let's talk inside!"

"Yes, yes, Chen Lang is coming back day and night, so he must be tired. Chen Lang will go to take a shower and wash, and we will come to find you when we wake up."

Bian Lingcheng suddenly came to his senses. Chen Lang was rushing back from the Pamir Mountains. It took only more than half a month to make such heavy snow. I really don’t know how he walked on the road.

"Thank you, Mr. Bian, for your understanding."

Chen Guang was not too polite with Bian Lingcheng. He and the other soldiers behind him also led the remaining horses into the Shen Garden. After Chen Guang took the bath and soaked in the bath, he woke up all night. It was the second day.

"Master."

Duowen came in with a copper basin, and behind him was Ji Guo, who was holding a knife. "Feng Changshi has been waiting in the study for a long time."

"Brother Feng is here."

While Chen Guang was talking, he washed his face and then changed his clothes under the service of Duowen, and went straight to the study.

When Feng Changqing saw Shen Guang, he was stunned. The scar seemed too eye-catching, but fortunately it did not damage Chen Lang's appearance, but it only added a little bit of evil spirit.

"Chen Lang, you are too dangerous. If there is any good on the battlefield, how can you be right..."

Feng Changqing scolded him directly. After the Battle of Poyi River, Gao Xianzhi immediately sent someone to send a victory back to Yancheng. At this moment, Feng Changqing personally wrote the official document of the victory that had been sent to Chang'an City. He probably had passed Longyou.

"Brother Feng, I will never dare to do it again next time."

Chen Guang didn't refute anything. He knew that Feng Changqing was for his own good. It was just that the Battle of Poyi River would not be fought like that, so it would be difficult for them to leave Zhulongmang Buzhi, the old thief, let alone wipe out the Tubo reinforcements.

Feng Changqing looked at Shen Guang with sincere face and didn't know what to say. At this time, Duowen and Chiguo brought in the food box. When they lifted the lid, the fragrance suddenly lingered. Even Feng Changqing had eaten when he went out and his index finger was shaking.

"Brother Feng, let's eat and chat."

He took out the mutton soup with rich scallion, Chen Guang took the golden butter patty and handed it to Feng Changqing. Then he started to chew on big mouthfuls. He came back against the wind and snow along the way, but there was no shortage of fresh meat. Anyway, he couldn't break it if he frozen the ice cubes, but he could only boil it with water. When the raw salt was sprinkled with some salt, he would eat it, which would have been suffocated.

It was not until the two butter cakes were eaten and Shen Guang, who put down the soup bowl, breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he talked to Feng Changqing about the matter during this period. First, he said, Feng Changqing heard that although Focas's war record was written in detail, many places were exaggerated.

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"From six thousand to twenty three thousand, Chen Lang, your battle is really exciting. I have to write another official document to the court for the saints to read."

Feng Changqing knew that Bian Lingcheng sent Faucas's war history that was more like legends and stories into the palace, but it was true that Faucas wrote something that could be liked by the saints, but it was never up to the table. The officials of the court still had to have detailed official documents from the Protectorate's Office for the purpose of commenting on merits and rewarding.

"I'm very informed, I'll give you some ink."

Seeing that Feng Changqing was calling him, he became accustomed to his knowledge. He quickly took out paper, ink, pen and ink, and then ground ink on the side. However, Chiguo stared fiercely at the ugly ghost who had passed by the lord commander in front of him.

"This is the prince of the Five Consciousnesses Concealed Country... he is really energetic!"

Feng Changqing looked at the young man with his sword in front of him, and asked Chen Guang.

"You must not be rude to the country."

Chen Guang shouted softly from the side, "Feng Changshi is my brother, and he is proficient in military arts. If you want to avenge your father in the future, you need to ask Feng Changshi for military arts."

"Hold the country to pay homage to Mr. Feng."

"Chen Lang, you are giving this to someone again..."

Feng Changqing received the purple wolf hair handed over by Duowen and couldn't help but shake his head. Although he had the problem of being a good teacher, he really made him teach his disciples seriously. He didn't have that free time, but now he was sold by Chen Lang. The prince of the Five-Sense Hidden Kingdom who knelt on the ground and kowtowed looked like a stubborn donkey, which was really troublesome.

Finally, Feng Changqing accepted the student of Chiguo, and then Bian Lingcheng also arrived. In front of him, Feng Changqing wrote a memorial to ask for me for Chen Guang in a moment. Even Bian Lingcheng praised him, "Feng Changshi is really good at writing."
Chapter completed!