Although he said so, as a good subordinate of his master, Xu Ke naturally had to do it for her.
He casually agreed, but his heart was bleeding with heartache.
After finishing this matter, Jiang Yushu said, Ji Yunshu then asked about the situation in Dongqing over the past two years.
Even though Xu Ke and the others would send him news every month, it was still not as detailed as knowing it himself. She was able to fight at the frontline with peace of mind, largely thanks to this group of meritorious soldiers stationed in the rear. Ji couldn't do anything at the frontline.
In terms of opportunities to make contributions, the frontlines naturally had the most opportunities. Otherwise, why would those generals want to go to war?
However, Xu Ke, Feng Jin, and the others were able to calm down and defend the rear so that she did not have to worry about anything. It was really commendable.
Ginger? As a mature master, Ji would naturally not neglect this group of people.
Raising officials was like raising a house cat. From time to time, one had to pacify and pacify them. Even if they were not given much to eat, they would still diligently contribute.
Not getting a response for one's efforts was the most disappointing.
In the words of a certain salted fish who had resigned due to being wronged in the workplace, he could grit his teeth and bear with the grievances of his body, but not his heart.
Ginger? Ji Ye kept on praising her. Xu Ke and the others didn't show it on the surface, but they were extremely pleased.
Feng Jin said in a reserved manner, "It's my duty to take care of the rear for my lord. I don't deserve such praise."
Modesty is a virtue, also known as "showing off".
Ginger? When Ji returned, it was rather late. The sky darkened rather early in this season. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, she suggested for everyone to return first. If there was anything else, they could discuss it the next day. More than twenty people bowed and were about to leave. Ji suddenly called out to a certain someone.
"Zi Shi, stay here!"
Feng Zhen's back stiffened, and he thought to himself, "The heavens want me dead!"
Feng Jin, who had heard the commotion, glanced at Feng Zhen, then looked at Wei Ci. His expression did not show, but there was some doubt in his eyes.
"How rare. In the past, it was always Zi Xiao who stayed behind. But now, it's Zi Shi."
Xu Ke was a serious person, but when he said that, it was obvious that he was snickering, which sounded indecent.
Feng Jin said, "Who asked Feng Zhen to fish in troubled waters?"
Is it reasonable to be late and leave early?
He was lucky not to be discovered, but he deserved to be caught by the lord.
Feng Jin really didn't want to admit that this guy was his future in-law. Fortunately, his future son-in-law didn't have Feng Zhen's bad habits.
Xu Ke stifled a laugh and said, "My luck is terrible."
Feng Jin said, "I personally think that this fellow has been blinded by happiness recently. Let Lord teach him a lesson so that he can sober up. "
What's wrong with being a father at this age? It's not like he's in his seventies or eighties. Why would he be happy to have a son? Look at how he's floating in the sky!
Xu Ke said gloatingly, "I'm just afraid that my lord's methods have scared him and he's in trouble. Who's going to do all those things then?"
"…"
Sure enough, the friendship between colleagues was all fake. It was all plastic friendship.
Feng Zhen, who had been asked to stay, understood for the first time what it meant to be "isolated and helpless."
Ginger? Ji Yunshu was just trying to scare him. After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, she finally spoke. Of course, he wasn't going to ask Feng Zhen why he had left so early. No matter how reckless Feng Langzi was, he still needed his dignity. Ji Yunshu would not embarrass his own people over such a small matter.
"I heard that your wife is pregnant?"
Feng Zhen was stunned. He didn't know how his lord knew.
She had only been in the city for a short while, but she actually knew about such a small matter. It could be seen that she was very attentive.
Thus, Feng Zhen's nervousness disappeared and was replaced by warmth.
"Yes, but the doctor said it's still early, and there were signs of miscarriage before, so we have to be more careful in the first few months."
Ginger? Ji Ye congratulated Feng Zhen.
With the exception of a few, most of the officials were the sons and daughters of the first wife. Even Xu Ke, who had been separated from his wife for many years, was working hard to catch up. Now, he had a son and two daughters. Only Feng Zhen was pitifully small, with only one son, Feng Yi. Although this son was quite good at fighting, and the other children were no match for him, he was still at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and his ability to resist risks was also weak.
If anything happened to Feng Yi, Feng Zhen would become a middle-aged man who had lost his only child.
"Do you have a name?"
Feng Zhen's nerves were taut. When he thought of his family's indescribable ability to come up with names, his heart trembled.
"This … I still don't know if it's a boy or a girl. How should it be named?"
Ginger? Ji assertively said, "The boy will be named Fengyou. You can name the girl whatever you want."
Feng Zhen looked at Jiang. Ji looked as if she had seen a ghost.
The child in his wife's womb was his. Why did his lord's attitude make it seem like it was hers?
What kind of position did that place him, her biological father, in?
Feng Zhen wanted to resist in his heart, but his body was unusually honest.
"You? This is a pretty good name. This subject thanks Lord on behalf of Lin 'er for bestowing this name upon him. "
Feng Zhen: "QAQ!"
Ying ying ying (????)
If he didn't let his father experience the joy of naming, he would have the illusion that his son was born for nothing.
However —
Speaking of which, why does this "Feng You" sound so familiar?
Feng Zhen also had a superb memory. After he returned home, he tossed and turned restlessly. Finally, in the middle of the night, he woke up in shock!
[Don't let your Fengyou harm my Yan 'er!]
Back then, Lee Kuan Yew At the wedding banquet with Shangguan Wan, Wei Ci's drunken words could be heard clearly.
"Scared the hell out of me!"
Feng Zhen's movements were so loud that it startled Wan Xiu 'er.
"What do you mean by scaring someone to death? Did you have a nightmare? "Her voice was filled with fatigue.
Feng Zhen said, "Madam, go to sleep first. Your husband just suddenly remembered that Wei Zixiao is a quack …"
Wan Xiu 'er's eyes were filled with hidden bitterness.
His beautiful wife was sleeping next to him, but this guy was dreaming of his colleague Wei Ci in the middle of the night?
Thinking of Wei Ci's face, Wan Xiu 'er sighed.
Alright, to Feng Zhen, Wei Ci's face was indeed quite lethal.
"Sleep!"
Feng Zhen murmured, "That can't be. Did he know something back then?"
After a while, Feng Langzi's attention was focused on one point.
"Who is Yan 'er?"
Wan Xiu 'er opened her eyes and looked at her husband quietly.
"I also want to know who Yan 'er is —"
Can't a pregnant woman sleep in the middle of the night (?? □ ′)? * * *
Feng Zhen wanted to say something but stopped himself. Sullenly, he lay down and covered her with the blanket. He reached out and tucked her in so that the cold air wouldn't flow in.
Ε = (′ ω` * ε)) Sigh.
What if it really was a son —
Feng Zhen thought about it and reached out to rub Wan Xiu 'er's belly. He murmured, "Feng You is Feng You. It's not bad if it's a son."
(^ - ^) If that quack Wei Ci's words were accurate, this child of his could marry the Empress Concubine in the future!
If that was really the case, he would be rich!!!
Little did he know that Jiang? Ji was thinking the same thing.
"Even Feng You from Zishi's family is here. Zixiao has to work hard to catch up."
His lord's body temperature was so hot that it seemed like it could scald a person.
In the darkness, Wei Ci panted lightly. He felt rather helpless.
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