The person who can make Feng Junhou smile foolishly is either a peerless beauty or a peerless handsome man.

General Guan is one of the best. He can be a beautiful man or a handsome man, and he can satisfy the different appetites of Feng Jishi.

But after this year of fighting, her face has become more weathered.

Holding the other person's hand, Governor Feng felt the roughness on it, feeling a little distressed and a little guilty, and whispered:

"Why did you come here in such a heavy snowstorm?"

In front of Governor Feng, General Guan lost his usual coolness and coolness, his eyes turned slightly, and an anger that no outsider had ever seen was revealed in front of Governor Feng:

"The Prime Minister's urgent order requires you and I to rush to Chang'an immediately. The messenger did not find you in Hedong, so I had no choice but to rush over to join you."

Governor Feng has been busy rectifying Hedong these days, and has basically visited several major counties.

In addition, the Wei army had just withdrawn from Guanzhong, and it was inevitable that there were remnant troops or local powerful people who were loyal to Wei in various places. The communication between the various Han armies in Guanzhong was not completely smooth.

Therefore, it is normal for the messenger sent by the Prime Minister to be unable to find Governor Feng for a while.

"Why did the Prime Minister want me to go to Chang'an?" Governor Feng didn't understand. "Didn't Jiang Boyue arrive in Chang'an a long time ago?"

"Hedong has just stabilized, and I'm still thinking of going to Bingzhou."

"Jiang Boyue did not enter Chang'an City."

General Guan and Governor Feng stood side by side on the ruins of Tongguan, and casually told Governor Feng the latest news about Chang'an, "but he was sent to Jingshui by the Prime Minister."

"Why is this?"

Governor Feng didn't understand even more.

Jiang Wei led the Tiger Infantry Army and was taught the Eight Formations by the Prime Minister. Various signs indicate that he is one of the new generation generals trained by the Prime Minister himself.

After finally getting the first success, the Prime Minister transferred him away from Chang'an. What was the purpose?

"It is said that there was originally a bandit army under Xiaoguan City. After the surrender of Qian County, the bandits fled along the Jing River. The prime minister sent Jiang Wei there just to stop this bandit bandit."

"Oh?" Governor Feng nodded, "It's probably Sima Yi's fault again. He cut off his tail to survive."

"Maybe." General Guan replied nonchalantly, "But these thieves are not simple. I heard that they wanted to sneak attack Jingyang City when they passed through Anding."

"Fortunately, the prefect of Anping is Liu Yin, and the city is heavily fortified, so the thieves did not succeed."

General Guan said with a look of confusion on his face, "But it is precisely because of this that the Prime Minister specially sent Jiang Bo to make an appointment."

In her opinion, if these thieves had taken advantage of the chaos in Guanzhong some time ago, they might not have been able to escape.

Unexpectedly, the thief general didn't know what happened in Guanzhong, or he had other ideas. He failed to attack Xiaoguan by surprise. When he retreated, he actually thought of attacking Anding.

Don't you know that during the Battle of Jieting, Zhang He suffered a lot in front of the camp defended by Liu Yin?

"It is the Prime Minister's long-cherished wish to return to the past. The Prime Minister will not let anything happen to it, so sending Jiang Wei there may be just to be on the safe side."

Governor Feng thought he could probably understand Zhuge Yao's psychology.

But General Guan didn't know why the Prime Minister wanted him to rush to Chang'an, and Governor Feng couldn't figure it out either.

Seeing Governor Feng's thoughtful expression, General Guan thought he was worried about his new surrender.

"There are Huo Yi in Bingzhou and Shi Bao in Hedong. They are both talented people. With them here, I think there won't be any big problems for the time being in Bingzhou and Hedong."

Unexpectedly, Governor Feng shook his head: "I always feel that things are not that simple."

It took a lot of effort to settle down in the newly arrived place, so it was natural that every movement was worse than silence.

If you leave suddenly, although there may not be any big problems, it won't be misunderstood, and it won't be good if something unexpected happens.

It is impossible for the Prime Minister not to understand these principles.

Compared to Governor Feng, General Guan thought much simpler:

"It's useless to think too much. Since we are going to Chang'an after all, we will naturally know what happened when we get there."

"Besides, the overall situation in Guanzhong has basically been decided, and there shouldn't be any major events in Chang'an."

When Governor Feng heard this, he thought to himself...

As long as he can ensure that Tongguan and Hedong are not lost, and there is the old demon Zhuge in Chang'an, what kind of trouble can the remaining thieves in Guanzhong cause?

After thinking for a moment, Governor Feng asked: "Where is the three thousand?"

General Guan was stunned: "Who?"

"Erlang..."

If it were not in front of everyone, General Guan would beat someone if he had no choice but to do so.

"Erlang has already gone to Chang'an before me." Speaking of Zhao Guang, General Guan looked worried, "It may be related to Old General Zhao."

When Governor Feng heard this, he was immediately surprised: "Old General Zhao?"

Logically speaking, Governor Feng knows best how many more years Mr. Zhao has lived, so he shouldn't be surprised by any news coming now.

It's just that people are greedy.

Over the years, the Martial Arts Hall has sent many students to the Liangzhou Army.

Governor Feng was really reluctant to leave Mr. Zhao in charge of the martial arts hall.

General Guan looked at Governor Feng: "Did you guess it?"

Governor Feng sighed:

"I'd rather I guessed wrong. You must be tired from rushing here in the snow. Let's have a rest tonight and we'll set off tomorrow."

General Guan nodded.

It is about three hundred miles from Tongguan to Chang'an. If you ride along the Weishui River, you can reach it in three days if you don't spare the horsepower.

It's just that in the early stages of Guanzhong, even if you take the official road, if the number of people is too small, you will inevitably encounter random soldiers or strongmen blocking the road.

But for Feng Jishi, this problem was nothing at all.

Because this time, General Guan led the Liangzhou cavalry to personally escort him, so the safety could be said to be foolproof.

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty sent an order for General Guan to go with him. I wonder if he also took this aspect into consideration.

But regardless of whether the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty meant this or not, his regard for Governor Feng was real.

When Governor Feng rushed to the gate of Chang'an City, he saw someone sitting in a wheelchair in front of the gate of Chang'an City from a distance, as if waiting for someone.

"Prime Minister?"

Governor Feng was so frightened that he rolled over and dismounted from his horse, ran all the way over, pushed the gold mountain, toppled the jade pillar, and knelt on one knee in front of the prime minister:

"The weather is cold, why is the Prime Minister freezing here?"

As he spoke, he wiped away the tears and snot blown out by the cold wind because he was in a hurry to get on his way.

The Han Dynasty Prime Minister is already rickety, wearing a handsome crown with white hair on his temples. He is sitting in a wheelchair with a fine velvet blanket covering his knees to protect him from the cold.

He looked at Feng Jishi, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his dry hand, as if he wanted to touch his face. Then he felt something was wrong and patted his shoulder instead.

"I am here to welcome the heroes of the Han Dynasty, and my heart is as hot as fire. Why should I be cold?"

The sunken cheeks made the Prime Minister look like a candle in the wind. Only his eyes that were still shining showed his excitement at this time.

Governor Feng came from Tongguan on the way. He was almost freezing to death along the way. Now he was just wiping his nose randomly, but he didn't react for a while:

"Ah? The Prime Minister is waiting for someone?"

Who can be called a hero of the Han Dynasty by the Prime Minister, who knows how much contribution he has made?

Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Jishi's confused face and suddenly laughed loudly, his laughter full of joy.

Governor Feng felt the hand on his shoulder holding him down hard, and heard the prime minister saying in his ear:

"Planning to determine Nanzhong, planning to prosper Hanzhong, managing Xiliang, moving across the northern region, annexing prefectures, and eyeing Luoyang. The thieves were frightened when they heard about it, and they were defeated when they saw it. Can this be called a hero?"

Huh?

Sound familiar?

Governor Feng looked up at the prime minister, blinked, and then a gust of north wind blew by.

It was bad, and tears flowed out habitually.

When the Prime Minister saw his appearance, he couldn't help but smile lovingly and said:

"Why are you crying? You deserve this."

"I didn't cry..."

Governor Feng wiped his tears and murmured in his heart, "What do I deserve? Just these few words of praise?"

"You said you weren't crying!" The Prime Minister looked at him with a smile, patted the wheelchair and said, "Come on, push me over."

"What?"

Governor Feng was a little confused.

I saw the Prime Minister gently waving his hand,

The soldiers behind him got out of the way as if they had received a military order.
To be continued...