The people opposite are having barbecue, are they really not planning to attack the city?

Hong Guang was a little confused. He climbed up the city wall and looked at the camp with smoke burning in the distance. He still felt uneasy.

"You all have to brace yourself, maybe this is their trick, they deliberately make us slack so that we can make a sneak attack."

The person on the side swallowed his saliva, smelled the aroma of meat, and his stomach growled: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so it shouldn't be unlucky to celebrate the New Year, right?"

Their food is usually not good, and there is almost no food or water. None of them have enough to eat, and their energy levels are not up to par.

Now the soldiers all want to go home and have a sip of hot soup. Who doesn’t want to reunite with their family during the Chinese New Year?

Who is still thinking about fighting on New Year's Eve? Maybe the people on the opposite side have the same thoughts as them and have no intention of attacking the city at all.

"Okay, the city lord said that he will kill a few pigs tomorrow to improve everyone's food."

As soon as I heard that there was meat to eat, I immediately became very energetic.

"Don't worry, General Hong. Even if we don't do it for the people in the city, we will work hard to save our lives and reunite our family."

Hong Guang nodded helplessly, it's best this way.

He shook his head and walked down to the city to visit Ma Chang.

…

On the official road in Zhongzhou, a carriage was driving on its way under the moonlight.

"Master, aren't we going back to Nanzhou?"

Xiao Zhuozi was already numb to his master's words.

I originally thought that if the master chose the young master, he would always stay by her side to make suggestions, and his days of running around would finally be over.

Who would have known that just a few days after taking refuge with the young master, he would be on the road again.

He secretly glanced at Ye Yunzhou. In his opinion, the master was destined to run around.

How can other people's counselors wander around like him?

"You don't understand this. Since the young master trusts me and is willing to let me leave Nanzhou, then I should solve the trouble that the young master never thought of."

Ye Yunzhou found a fan from nowhere, and he was really drunk fanning himself in the middle of winter.

The little table opened its mouth slightly and looked at him with suspicion, always feeling that the master had other plans.

When has the master ever been so positive?

The carriage entered Zhongzhou City, found an inn, and then wrote a greeting note for Xiao Zhuozi to send to the Lord's Mansion of Zhongzhou City early in the morning.

The head of the He family was shocked when he received Ye Yunzhou's invitation. After the shock, he became ecstatic.

He has received countless greetings, but he is Ye Yunzhou!

He had to go to the inn to greet him in person.

Less than an hour after Xiao Zhuozi sent the greeting card to the City Lord's Mansion, the head of the He family arrived at the inn and personally welcomed Ye Yunzhou to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Congratulations to Ziming for coming to welcome Mr. Fengyang as he moves into his humble abode."

Ye Yunzhou straightened his clothes and strode up to him.

I saw that he was wearing a white and light orange blossom soft satin green shirt, with a ruby ​​red pebbled leather belt tied around his waist. He had long, shiny black hair, was tall, and looked like a reclusive master in his movements.

He looked very good. He Ziming was very surprised when he saw Ye Yunzhou's true face for the first time. He did not expect that Ye Yunzhou was only in his early twenties.

After all, I have never seen Lord Fengyang, but there are legends about him everywhere in the world.

He Shoutang stood behind his brothers, and was also surprised by the young Ye Yunzhou.

They all always thought that Lord Fengyang should be an old man of half a hundred years old, no matter how bad he was, he would be the same age as Mr. Yiyang next to King Kang. Unexpectedly, they had the same name, one was already forty years old, and the other was only twenty years old.

Jiang Cheng also stared at Ye Yunzhou for a long time, his face full of shock.

He had read Ye Yunzhou's masterpieces and had heard of his name for a long time. He even admired and admired him very much. When he heard that Ye Yunzhou had sent a greeting card to the He family, he was very excited because he finally got to meet the real person.

"Master He is so polite."

He opened the feather fan with a graceful movement, pretending to fan himself, and consciously felt even colder.

He immediately put it away and threw it casually to Xiao Zhuozi to put away.

The head of the He family beamed with joy and asked Ye Yunzhou to get on the carriage: "Sir, it's cold outside. Let's go back to the city lord's mansion first and then talk."

"That's right, it's so cold today. When I stand outside, my nose freezes when the wind blows. It makes my face hurt."

Ye Yunzhou nodded immediately and boarded the carriage with long strides, leaving the He family standing in the doorway of the inn, messy in the wind.

This Lord Fengyang seems to be really different. The things that Lord Fengyang did in the rumors gradually overlap with the real person in front of him.

"Brother Jiang, what do you think of Fengyang Jun?"

He Shoutang, who was walking behind, asked Jiang Cheng beside him in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How dare I comment on Lord Fengyang? He is as famous as Mr. Yiyang."

He Shoutang shook his head: "No, in my heart Brother Jiang is the same as Mr. Yiyang and Mr. Fengyang in front of me."

"Brother He, please stop making fun of me." Jiang Cheng's face was burning.

The He family seems to be the king of land, but there is no harmony within the He family.

The brothers seem to be friendly and helpful to each other, but in fact there is a lot of rivalry secretly.

"Pfft! My brother is really whimsical. That's Lord Fengyang. He can make my father so happy that he mobilizes troops to come and greet him personally. How can it be compared to ordinary people?"

He Shoucheng glanced at Jiang Cheng with a dark look. Several times he plotted against He Shoutang, but he was blocked by the man next to him.

He had a grudge against Jiang Cheng.

Because He Shoutang was assisted by Jiang Cheng, he became more and more valued by his father.

In time, where will he be placed as the eldest son?

"Brother, everyone around me is a loser. It's normal to have this idea."

He Shoutang said angrily.

Jiang Cheng comforted Jiang Cheng who was standing by with his eyes. It was inconvenient for him to argue with He Shoucheng now. After all, Lord Fengyang came to visit him for an unknown purpose.

If he ruins his father's important matter, no amount of Jiang Cheng can help him at that time.

He Shoucheng had the same thought, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly just now and could only hold his breath and return to the city lord's mansion.

In the city lord's mansion, the head of the He family had already prepared a banquet and was waiting for Ye Yunzhou to take a seat.

"It's rare for Mr. Fengyang to come to Zhongzhou and try our authentic Zhongzhou cuisine."

He pointed to a sweet and sour pork dish on Ye Yunzhou's table.

Ye Yunzhou took a chopstick and put it into his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, and tasted pretty good.

After three drinks, the food on the table was removed and replaced with freshly brewed tea.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the charcoal fire in the house is burning brightly, making it feel like being under the warm sun.

"I wonder if Mr. Fengyang has any plans in mind when he comes to Zhongzhou?"

The head of the He family watched Ye Yunzhou drink a cup of tea and finally couldn't help but break the atmosphere.

Ye Yunzhou ate a piece of jujube cake and raised his head to look at the Master of the He family: "Plans? I do have some plans, but... I have some questions to ask the Master of the He family this time."

The head of the He family suddenly brightened up, his face flushed, and his heart was not calm, but his face was tense and he asked: "Sir, feel free to ask."
Chapter completed!