"My three brothers have reunited after a long separation. I want to talk a few words alone. I wonder if Mr. He has some free time?"
"Of course there is."
He Wang led several people to a room and said, "This is where Wang usually handles his affairs. Although it is simple, it can be regarded as the best place in Ju County. I hope Feng Langjun doesn't mind."
"Enough is enough."
Feng Yong nodded repeatedly and said to Huo Yi and He Wang, "Please stay here while I have a few words with my two brothers alone."
Among the group of people, Feng Yong had the most noble status. Since he had already spoken, the two of them had no objection.
Even if Feng Yong had something to say to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun alone, He Wang and Huo Yi thought it was natural.
This time Ma Dai sent troops to clear out the restless Hu people in the surrounding areas and gained a lot.
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun went deep into the military capital of Yinping this time, and what they did made a big fuss.
Among the merits reported, Zhao Guang ranked first, followed by Wang Xun.
It can be said that Zhao Guang is now showing his talents.
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were able to "just happen to meet" so coincidentally. Who wouldn't know that it was Feng Yong's idea?
Therefore, at this critical moment when merit and rewards are discussed, it is perfectly normal for Feng Yong to have something to say to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun at the first moment they meet.
"Is the injury on Erlang's face okay?"
Feng Yong looked carefully at the scar on Zhao Guang's face.
"Thank you for your concern, brother, everything will be fine a long time ago."
Zhao Guang unconsciously reached out and touched the scar, feeling a little frightened.
"How did you get hurt? Tell me?"
"It's nothing. I just rushed a little too hastily and accidentally got shot by the barbarian and grazed my face with an arrow."
Zhao Guang said nonchalantly.
"Oh I got it."
Feng Yong nodded, turned around and asked Guan Ji, who had been following behind him, "Sanniang, give me the things."
When Guan Ji heard this, she glanced at Zhao Guang invisibly, and handed over a smooth and round wooden stick.
Feng Yong took it in his hand, weighed it, swung it violently, and hit Zhao Guang directly.
Zhao Guang has been practicing martial arts all year round. In the past few months, he has been fighting on the battlefield and experienced a lot of life and death. When he was shocked, he instinctively turned over and hid.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
The stick barely scraped against the corner of his clothes. After Zhao Guang dodged away, he realized what he was doing and shouted.
"Why did you say?"
Feng Yong showed no mercy, caught up with him one step further, and hit him again with his stick.
"I'll make you awesome!"
"Did I let you go?"
"I want you to run fast!"
"I'll let you pick ten!"
"I asked you to demolish your home..."
Feng Yong kept cursing, regardless of whether others could understand what he said, and the stick in his hand danced with joy.
"Brother, brother, I have never demolished the house!"
Zhao Guang jumped up and down to avoid Feng Yong's stick. When he heard that he was charged with such a crime, he quickly opened his mouth to defend himself.
"I don't care about you!"
At the beginning, Feng Yong still had some sense of control in his hands, but Zhao Guang was so nimble in his movements and had survived Zhao Si's gun since childhood. How could Feng Yong be able to hit him casually?
In addition, the house was extremely spacious, so Feng Yongzhui fought for a long time, but he didn't even get a single hit. He couldn't help but get angrier and shouted, "Don't run, just stand there and don't move!"
"Brother, please spare me this..."
Zhao Guang ran around the pillars all over the room, daring to stop wherever he could.
"You let me hit you with a few sticks first..."
"Sister, help me!"
Zhao Guang saw that Feng Yong had no intention of stopping and quickly moved reinforcements.
Guan Ji pretended not to hear, lowered her eyes and stood still.
At the same time, I was thinking, I cut this stick and I handed it to you. You asked me to help you?
"Zishi, help me persuade my brother..."
Wang Xun glanced at Feng Yong, who was furious, and quietly shrank his feet.
"Brother, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Spare me this time..."
Zhao Guang saw that he really couldn't escape this test, so he had to give his back to Feng Yong and received a few solid blows.
Feng Yong hit him hard several times, but when he saw that he was like a dead pig that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, he still felt angry and kicked him a few more times before putting down the stick.
The person who was beaten rubbed it a few times and then passed away, but the person who was beaten was shocked to the point where his hand was numb.
Feng Yong shook his hand and glared at Zhao Guang.
"Tell me, do you know what's wrong?"
With a flattering smile, Zhao Guang nodded repeatedly and said, "I know my mistake. I shouldn't have forgotten my brother's instructions before leaving. I underestimated the enemy and rushed in, which almost allowed the thief to succeed."
Feng Yong snorted, pointed at him and said, "I taught you the art of war and strategy, but you learned it all in a dog's belly? Huh? With so few soldiers, you dare to cut off contact with the rear and ride directly into the enemy's rear.
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Zhao Guang shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.
Feng Yong walked back and forth for a few steps with his hands behind his back, took a breath, and then said, "You can go there, but it's hard to go back. It's called hanging. If the enemy is hanging, the enemy will be unprepared. If he goes out, he will win. If the enemy is prepared, he will be defeated if he goes out.
It’s hard to go back, it’s not good.”
"Back then, the champion Hou Qingqi went deep into the desert because the barbarians had no city and no defense, so they could come and go as they pleased."
"And Yinping is the land of Cao's thieves. There are troops stationed in the city and countless barbarians outside, who can serve as backup. It had been more than a month since you crossed the border. The enemy had already received the news, so why didn't you make preparations?"
"You dare to go deep in with less than 300 people. Aren't you seeking death?"
As Feng Yong spoke, the anger in his heart rose again. He kicked Zhao Guang as soon as he said it, and Zhao Guang did not dare to hide.
What happened a few days ago made Zhao Guang a little scared.
Because the military operation went smoothly at that time, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were at the front, and the journey was unimpeded.
In the end, Zhao Guang, the Erha, couldn't control his ancient power, and led the team to run wildly, deep into Yinping.
As a result, he ran headlong into the enemy's pocket.
If Wang Xun hadn't been cautious and had sentries all over the place where he was stationed, he would have been made dumplings on the spot.
Fortunately, Jiang Shu, a local native and an old man brought from his family, knew the way.
Coupled with Ma Chao's high reputation among the Hu people, Zhao Guang, despite his identity as Ma Chao's nephew, got the guidance of many Hu people and finally managed to escape.
The most disgusting thing is that they notified Feng Yong only after they escaped.
When Feng Yong learned about this, he was so frightened that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
If something really happened to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, not to mention what would happen to Old Demon Zhuge, Zhao Yun and Wang Ping, Feng Yong didn't know how to deal with it.
"Yes, yes, my little brother has learned a lesson."
"What did General Ma say about this matter?"
What puzzled Feng Yong the most was that Ma Dai didn't mention it to him at that time.
Zhao Guang grinned and said, "My cousin praised my little brother, saying that he looks like a man after all and is not as accomplished as he used to be. This act has not disgraced the reputation of my family's courage."
