This little unscrupulous person, are you still the flesh that fell from me, and you are actually looking at outsiders like this?

Zhang Xingyi coaxed Lian to hand Ah Chong over and then ran away in a hurry.

Feng Junhou went out to war in September, and it was already early December when he came back. It had already snowed a few times in Longyou, and it was almost the coldest time.

Even in such a cold weather, it still cannot stop the passion of the soldiers of Pingxiang.

A dense crowd gathered at the east gate, and everyone braved the cold weather to voluntarily welcome the victory of the king's army back.

There are basically no indigenous inhabitants in Pingxiang City - those Hu tribes who wandered over to treat the original broken city as a place to shelter from winter.

After Feng Yong chose this place as the capital of the magistrate, he pushed down all the original siege and rebuilt a brand new city.

At that time, he had a lot of laborers who were captured by rebellion and gathered many Hu tribes in Longyou, and the lieutenant's mansion controlled at least half of the distribution of wool and wool materials in the Han Dynasty.

So the Shuzhong tribe who had won the first batch of workshop places also opened the workshop here.

With raw materials and products, there is a steady stream of popularity.

For example, many people have posted transactions on the Nanxiang Exchange and then come here to settle the physical goods with large gross notes.

Just like those who have made new foundations in Nanxiang, when the families who have relied on Pingxiang to make a living heard that Feng Junhou was cut off from his way out, everyone had the same thoughts:

"I don't care whether the soldiers of the lieutenant's mansion can come back, but Feng Junhou must come back."

"Even if I ask me to pay for the money and food, I will let him come back."

...

At least there are still people in Nanxiang who have secretly ulterior motives.

But Pingxiang completely counted on a certain rustic bull to return safely.

When the news of the Xiaoguan victory came, many people didn't believe it at first, but when the same news came one after another, the whole Pingxiang was in full bloom.

Originally, everyone was thankful for thinking that they could escape all over, but they didn't expect to win, not only won, but also won a big win.

After much joy, even the most stingy workshop manager added meals to the weavers and handymen below.

Because this big victory was equivalent to not only saving Longyou, but even when the Cao thief in Guanzhong had no strength to use troops, the period of regaining Liangzhou was greatly advanced.

Who made the most money after regaining Liangzhou?

Of course it was the court.

Who made the second profit?

Of course it is Xinghan Association.

What about the third profit?

Of course, everyone who has a wool spinning workshop in their hands, and who can also get rare items such as brown molasses and wine from Xinghanhui!

Liangzhou is cold and this spirit is also very popular!

So welcome, we must warmly welcome Feng Junhou Dasheng’s return!

If the guys who followed the Guo family to make trouble in Xiping had made them worried before, but after Feng Junhou returned with a great victory, it was not a big deal!

No matter how good they are in the process of making trouble, how do they compare to Cao Zhen’s 100,000 troops?

Pingxiang was originally the origin of wool materials, and the families who moved into the city were either tribal leaders or the managers of a certain family, and at least they were upper-class figures in the tribe.

Therefore, everyone who was looking forward to the army at the gate was wearing all kinds of wool clothes, and many people even wore down jackets.

"Here you come!"

When a long black line began to appear in the distance, someone started to shout.

The first one to appear was the cavalry of the lieutenant's mansion.

When they set out from Pingxiang, they had at least one person and two horses, and some were one person and three horses.

But now when I come back, not to mention two horses, even one horse can’t do it.

Many people became horseless cavalry.

But even the only horse-ridden cavalry made everyone feel a suffocating pressure.

During the battle of Xiaoguan, the armored horses and cavalry of the lieutenant's mansion officially appeared in front of the world for the first time.

Three Thousand Armored Cavalry broke the thief camp, and Zhao Erlang became famous in one battle.

In order to maximize the publicity effect of the victory and enhance the morale of the military and civilians, Feng Tubi naturally made some arrangements before entering the city.

The first one to appear in front of everyone was the armored cavalry wrapped in red iron armor.

When the heavy iron hooves of only a hundred riders began to step into the city gate, even without speeding up and slowing down, the crowd could not help but retreat.

Although they cannot see the true face of the knights, the solemn aura emitted from them is even colder than the weather in December.

"With such an iron cavalry, no wonder he can defeat Cao's thief!"

It was as if the crowd of people who were silenced, after the iron cavalry passed by, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then someone said something.

After the red iron cavalry passed, the light cavalry and the rangers followed the city, and there were only hundreds of cavalry.

In the past, the light cavalry of the lieutenant's mansion could be considered a good cavalry, but because of the comparison of the red iron-armored cavalry in front, the people of Pingxiang felt that these cavalry were much more friendly.

At first someone walked up and handed them a bowl of hot soup, or handed them a food unique to the workshop canteen.

More are fruits such as dates, oranges, etc.

Even if you have both hands, you will cheer and cheer for these soldiers.

The initial coldness suddenly dissipated, and the Pingxiang City Gate began to become enthusiastic.

As more soldiers entered the city, the cheers became louder and louder.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound is getting higher and higher.

Although it was cold, the faces of the infantry who entered the city were already flushed red, and they felt extremely hot.

This is the human heart, this is why we fight...

The soldiers in the army suddenly had a deep understanding of various ideological educations on weekdays.

Fight for the people, fight to quell the chaos, fight to protect the peace of the world!

"This is 'to eat pots of slurry to welcome the king'?"

At a high place where others cannot see it, Zhang Xingyi looked at the scene of supporting the army below, with shock, joy, and other indescribable complexities on her face.

"Forget it."

Feng Yong also looked at the scene below and smiled slightly.

The court wants to win the hearts of the people, and the sects and officials want to protect their interests.

The Cangtou Guishou will be happy because it is avoided from war.

So this scene happened rarely.

As for Feng Yong, that's it.

"I thought you would lead the army into the city and show your face in front of all the people in the city. What a great opportunity to improve your reputation. Why give up this great opportunity?"

Zhang Xingyi turned her face and looked at Feng Yong's side face. Somehow, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Why didn’t I noticed before that this person’s side face looks so beautiful?

"This is what the soldiers deserve. If I go, I will only steal their limelight."

Feng Junhou's face turned righteous and said sternly.

In fact, a certain local bully was thinking in his heart:

How can we improve their ideological awareness by preventing these soldiers from feeling the enthusiasm of the people in the city?

The little lady of the Zhang family could not guess Feng Junhou's dirty mind. She just thought that this person had a broad mind and lofty eyes.

Looking at his side face, a wave of turbulence appeared in her eyes.

Knowing that the guards were guarding outside the door recently, the little lady of the Zhang family bit her lip and quietly leaned on her, hugging Feng Yong's arm, with a feeling of being tired in her voice:

"Alang..."
Chapter completed!