Chapter 616

War in winter?

Hearing the news, Feng Yu almost thought he had something wrong with his ears and heard it wrong.

He asked Feng Jin privately, "now it's the middle of winter and approaching the new year's festival. It's inevitable to be good at fighting at this time..."

Feng Jin swallows the following words back to her stomach, but Feng Jin has understood what her brother wants to express.

Feng Jin let out a long sigh and was very helpless, "The emperor ordered the king of diligence in the world, and the Lord, as a minister, must not disobey the imperial edict. But if the king of diligence was respected, the Lord's previous efforts would inevitably be put into the water. If the cancer of Honglian cult was not eliminated, it would be difficult for the people of Wanzhou to live in peace. In order to have the best of both worlds, we had to choose to start the war at this time, strive for a quick decision, and draw out our troops to Chenzhou as soon as possible to respond to the imperial edict."

Even in the face of her brother, Feng Jin said the scene beautifully.

Jiang Pengji chose to go to war in winter, not for her own selfish desires, let alone to expand her territory. She is for the good of the people in maruzhou. She has a sincere patriotic heart and is difficult to find important, good and virtuous officials in Dongqing!

As for the truth, uh huh - just their brothers know.

Feng Yu's lips stirred up a faint smile and implied ridicule, "King Qin..."

For the Dongqing royal family, no matter whether Qin Wang succeeded or failed, the final result could not recover the fact that they were about to perish.

Is it possible for the dynasty that has rotten to the bone to continue?

I don't know whether King Qin let the royal family survive or accelerated his death this time?

Feng Jin wrung her eyebrows and thought, "my Lord is forced this time. If it weren't for the 'King Qin' to intervene, my Lord should recover Chengde County after spring ploughing as planned. Now, I can only advance the time and try to fight."

Feng Yu lowered his eyes and said tentatively, "Huai Yu, how sure are Liu Lanting in this battle?"

If she wins, Jiang Pengji, who has expanded her power again, can clean up the local gentry in Shangyang county and completely control maruzhou.

If she loses, I'm afraid the local gentry in Shangyang county will create complications and bring her some little trouble.

People go up, water flows down.

Aristocratic families can last for hundreds of years, not only by good family style, but also by accurate "investment" and "standing in line" again and again.

If those gentry can't see the future, Jiang Pengji must be careful of the hidden knife.

"I dare not say that there are ten percent and ninety percent." Feng Jin brushed her sleeves with one hand and made tea with the other. The two brothers sat opposite in front of the window, cooking tea and wine, and talking about political affairs, "Although something happened suddenly this time, my Lord always likes to make preparations early. This autumn harvest, the fields have a good harvest, and the grain depot has already been filled with grain. The army has plenty of food and grass, strong horses, well-trained soldiers and strong cold resistance. In contrast, the red lotus sect is a mob that can't stand on the table. Such a great contrast, as long as my lord doesn't destroy the city wall, we will win."

When Feng Yu heard the first sentence, he secretly took a breath of cold air.

Even if the God of war is reincarnated, he dare not say that the probability of winning a war is so high. After all, fighting pays attention to the harmony of time, place and people.

Then, after listening to Feng Jin's analysis, Feng Jin could vaguely understand where his self-confidence came from.

"Well, it's for my brother to underestimate Liu Lanting..."

Feng Yu and Feng Jin sit opposite each other for tea. The tea stove around them is boiling and steaming hot.

They were silent for a moment.

Feng Jin opened her mouth to break the solidified atmosphere.

"This time, King Qin is bound to gather many heroes in Dongqing. Brother, can you join in the fun?"

The southern prosperity has disappeared, the Eastern Qing Dynasty is at dusk, the western mountain is at dusk, and the imperial edict has begun to decline. The remaining Beiyuan and Xichang are also in frequent chaos. The whole world has been involved in the vortex of war. Unless the Ming Lord dominates the world, otherwise, the chaotic world of the sixteen countries will inevitably reappear.

Feng wants to continue for thousands of generations. After this, he must enter the game and fight.

There are millennial aristocratic families in the world, but there is no millennial royal family. Feng is not interested in that position and still takes the auxiliary route.

As a pope, Feng Yu, whether he wants it or not, must choose a potential stock as the Lord.

Now Qin Wang and heroes with heads and faces will gather together. Don't Feng Yu join the fun?

Feng Yu's eyes were a little cold, and his tone was shallow and authentic, "Looking at the situation in Dongqing, I can barely catch the eye. However, among the several forces, the biggest one is Liu she's father and son. The other small fish and shrimp are either high minded but low handed, or have bad luck and weak foundation. They can stir up at most one-third of their own mu... According to my brother, it's difficult to achieve great things. It doesn't make much sense to go or not."

As the saying goes, don't find a boyfriend in the garbage.

For Feng Yu, he also refused to choose the Ming Lord among a group of small shrimps.

To put it bluntly, these forces, except for specific ones, can't go on the table, and Feng Yu doesn't even have to consider it.

The world is so big, why stick to small Dongqing?

For his brother's words, Feng Jin quite agreed.

In this era, it is not easy to fight a war, and the preparation before the war is very cumbersome.

Jiang Pengji sends the order to Fengyi County, and asks the informant to contact an Ying secretly and ask him how his progress is.

I thought I could rest on New Year's day, but they were still too young.

After receiving the news, Qi guanrang and others thought they had not slept enough in the morning and had an illusion.

Xu Ke and them passed the letter around. Jiang Pengji explained clearly in the letter that we have to fight if we don't fight this war.

Yang Si skimmed his lips. "There are so many things."

How can anyone go to war during the Chinese new year?

Xu Ke knows that Yang Si is very angry in recent days. Who makes the government affairs of Cheng'an county basically press on Yang Si?

The kitchen provides four or five meals a day, but the fat raised by Yang sigang is still wasting away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Busy!

Qi Guan rang said, "let's talk to several school captains first, and the soldiers going to battle should be determined as soon as possible."

Xu Ke manages the logistics. He basically manages the food, grass and supply lines that need to be prepared for war.

Judging from the letter sent by Jiang Pengji, she did not ask for their opinions, but just informed them of a fact.

As a capable general, all you can do at this time is to do your best to prepare for the work at hand.

Yang Si sighed and rolled his eyes.

Qi guanrang and Xu Ke were busy preparing for the war, which meant that most of the government affairs of Fengyi county had to be piled on him.

This is the rhythm that will kill him.

"Your husband is so stupid to lose his life for a meal -"

Yang Si turned the dead fish's eyes. The official documents on the desk had been stacked very high, and the shadow could cover his body.

The schoolboy was caught by Yang Si as a strong man. From the beginning of stumbling to now skilled in government affairs, who knows the bitterness?

He struggled to hold a large pile of bamboo slips, slammed them on the table and held them for breath.

After breathing well, the schoolboy was filled with righteous indignation.