Feng Shaojin looked at everyone's surprised expressions, and said frankly without hesitation: "Based on my identity, I do have some scruples. I didn't plan to come back here, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and turmoil...

If Young Marshal Mo hadn't been confident enough in himself and in control of the current situation, he wouldn't have mentioned Yuncheng and let me go back here.

Don't judge others by yourself. Young Marshal Mo is broad-minded and not a narrow-minded person. Everyone who came here today is just reminiscing about the old days. I will pretend that you have never been here.

I didn't say any inappropriate words, just forget about it when you get out of this door! "

Feng Shaojin stood up. Seeing that he was going to chase someone away, everyone was too embarrassed to stay here, so they could only stand up one after another and bid farewell with fists in their hands.

Feng Shaojin sent them outside the gate and watched them leave the gate of the courtyard one by one.

He stood on the threshold, watching the backs of these people gradually going away, as if he had completely severed himself from the past.

After leaving the gate of the courtyard, everyone looked at each other and sighed with each other for a while. Before getting on their horses, they sighed:

"Young Marshal Feng finally let go, and we should let go too."

"If Young Marshal Feng really wants to take over us again, the south will be in chaos again."

"Young Marshal Mo is not mean to us. Since that's the case, he is serving the country, and he doesn't care who's under his command."

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, what Feng Shaoshuai said makes a lot of sense."

"Once a fight breaks out, the lives will be burnt, blood will flow like rivers, and Yuncheng will fall into purgatory again. At that time, we will be the sinners of the people in the south..."

"Go back, don't have such thoughts in the future, anyway, our lives were saved by Mrs. Feng, for the sake of saving lives, we shouldn't speculate about Mrs. Feng and Mrs. Feng like this."

"Mr. Luo is Young Marshal Mo's confidant, and has always been the strategist of the Mohist army. Today's trip is probably under his control. He may have guessed our whereabouts and purpose a long time ago... .”



Everyone got on their horses and left with different thoughts.

Seeing those figures on horseback completely disappear from sight, Feng Yichen asked Feng Shaojin who had been standing on the threshold for a long time in puzzlement, "Brother, what do they mean by coming today?

At first glance, it seems that you are going to force you to take over the Feng Family Army again, but it seems that you are not too tough, and you sent him away with just a few words..."

How can a truly determined person be so easy to dismiss?

Feng Shaojin squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the red paper lantern at the gate of the courtyard: "If I really die, they will follow Young Marshal Mo again, maybe they will feel better.

But I came back intact. Since ancient times, loyal ministers have not served the two masters, and it is only natural that I have turmoil in my heart.

But in the whole south, the overall situation has been decided, and they are all being reused now. They came here at this time, on the one hand, because of their past affection, on the other hand, they wanted to test my tone, and finally, they wanted to find some comfort for themselves Bar.

If I don't want to take over the past, they will be loyal to their present selves with peace of mind.

If I were to take over the past... Heh! "

Feng Shaojin laughed lowly: "Even if they are willing, the people around them are also unwilling, so why not just push the boat along like this and let it go!"

No one wants to be a sinner through the ages, and no one wants to go back to the old days of licking blood with knives.

Feng Yichen finally nodded in understanding: "I see!"

Feng Shaojin turned around and walked upstairs to the bedroom...