Chapter 2798

Feng Shaojin nodded, and the waiter took the two of them upstairs. The private room was a bit small. The waiter wiped the table and explained with a smile: "It will be spring plowing time soon, and there are many more people going to the city to buy seeds and medicinal materials. Business is very good.

The larger private room upstairs is reserved for several people together, and has long been reserved by big merchants around Yuncheng. There is only this small private room, which is still vacant for the time being, reserved for the locals of Yuncheng.

Take a look at the menu, you two, we have several signature dishes here, the best soup is Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, osmanthus wine is also a must..."

Feng Shaojin ordered a few dishes according to Mo Lingwei's taste, opened the window, stood at the window, and looked out the window.

At a glance, you can see the rolling Grand Canal, with several cargo ships floating on board.

After the food was served, Mo Lingwei only took a sip because she couldn't drink, her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms.

After eating, they packed sweet-scented osmanthus wine and sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the two of them went on a boat ride.

The current Yuncheng is more prosperous than the former Yuncheng, with tourists coming and going, and the streets are full of pedestrians.

In the afternoon, the two walked through the streets and alleys to the small alleys with bluestone slabs that remained, watching the peach blossoms rain lightly, the branches sprout, the spring water melts, and the birds fly.

The quaint alleys and ancient city walls in the past were blown up during the war, and some were rebuilt later, and the remains were finally preserved.

After playing for a whole day, when I returned to the mansion, it was already the beginning of the colorful lights.

Feng Yichen was waiting in the hall.

Waiting in the hall together were several familiar faces in military uniforms.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

She remembered the appearance of these people. They had all dealt with each other in the camp back then.

Thinking that Yuncheng is now in the hands of her brother, Mo Lingwei felt a little nervous.

These are the people in the Feng family's army who are loyal to Feng Shaojin and the Feng family.

Seeing Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei coming in, those people stood up from their chairs in unison, and said respectfully: "Young Marshal, Young Madam."

Mo Lingwei noticed that Feng Shaojin's body paused.

She smiled slightly and nodded to these people, as if she had greeted them, "Shaojin, these people probably came to catch up with you. I'll go upstairs first, so I won't disturb you."

Feng Shaojin pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, stroked her black hair: "That's fine, I'll be here in a while."

Mo Lingwei turned around and walked upstairs.

As soon as she left, the emotions of the people behind her didn't need to be concealed, they became more and more excited: "Young commander, you are fine, it's great, it's great."

Mo Lingwei held the doorknob, leaving a slight gap in the bedroom door, and intermittent voices came from downstairs.

Feng Shaojin raised his hand and sat down beside Feng Yichen, and those people also sat down following Feng Shaojin's gesture.

"Young commander, when you became like that, we thought you... passed away. I'm sorry we didn't wait for you to come back."

"What's going on? Back then...were you actually taken away by Master Yichen?"

"Since you are in good health, why didn't you come back to find us? Instead, let our Feng Family Army be recruited by the Mohist Army?"

"In our hearts, you will always be our young commander."

"If you want to have the idea of ​​taking back the Feng Family Army, you only need to give an order, and those of us will definitely be willing to do so..."

"Young Marshal, we only learned of your safe return yesterday. What are you thinking in your heart? Are you going to let the power in your hands be handed over?"

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Listening to these words, Mo Lingwei clenched her hands hanging in her sleeves into fists...