Feng Yun's residence was given special care, but it was not ordered by Zhao Qiang, but arranged by Wu Si. [] The old brothers from Songshanbao North knew more or less about the relationship between the division commander and Feng Shang's daughter.
, several old Wu Jun troops who were originally assigned to Songshan Fort also knew a little about Feng Yun's affairs, so when the old brothers met, they would sometimes bring up Feng Yun's affairs as conversation topics.
In a circle dominated by men, Feng Yun, as a woman with outstanding appearance and family background, is still very attractive to these men.
However, after it was rumored that the division commander had an ambiguous relationship with Miss Feng, the discussion about Feng Yun in the army had subsided. It has been a tradition for thousands of years to keep tabs on who is in charge. How could the old troops of Wu Army not know that everyone followed Zhao Qiang to the north?
, working hard together, I admire him not just as a "good guy and loyal" as before in Yongling and Songshan Fort, but an attitude that is almost like worship. When Zhao Qiang is mentioned, everyone who speaks will subconsciously
With a very respectful tone. Since the honorific title "Da Shuai" given to Zhao Qiang by Wei Ji spread in Yask, Shouyi, Dingyuan and other places, the old troops of Wu Army who stayed behind also naturally adopted the title "Da Shuai" instead.
The former "division commander" and "Qianhu" did not think that the word "marshal" was offside or had any other bad connotations. Occasionally, a few people thought that Emperor Zhaowu was also the commander-in-chief of the Guan Ning Army in the past, and now
The division commander is also called the Marshal, and his military number is Guan Ning. Is there any hidden mystery behind it...
Compared with the collective knowledge of Wu Jun's old troops, the women of Wu Jun who went north have no scruples in this regard. They have not yet realized that Zhao Qiang's current status is completely different from before, and they still regard Zhao Qiang as "Brother Zhao" instead of someone who can
The "marshal" who decides their life and death, so they are still talking about everything about Feng Yun, and don't think there is anything wrong with talking about Feng Yun's rights and wrongs.
These Wu Jun women talked about Feng Yun, but they all boiled down to rumors. No one really knew why such a beautiful daughter of Feng Shang was not honored by the bannermen, but was treated like ordinary prisoners.
They were sent to work as slaves outside the customs. What made them even more surprised was that Feng Yun, a woman who had supposedly lost her innocence long ago, dared to seduce brother Zhao Qiang, but brother Zhao Qiang seemed not to care about her past and took good care of her. Related
The affairs of Feng Yun and Zhao Qiang are really too curious. Women who like to gossip in their spare time will certainly not let go of the right and wrong under their noses.
Feng Yun's residence was arranged by Wu Si in the house of a Russian official and his wife in the southwest of Shouyi City. Wu Si wanted to send two Daur girls to Feng Yun, but Feng Yun did not accept it. She was still the same as before,
She gets up before dawn every day, takes care of her younger brother to get up and eat, then sends him to school, and then goes to do sewing and mending work for the soldiers with other women, and sometimes goes to Shouui City Hospital to help.
Her past identity and present relationship with Zhao Qiang makes her consider herself superior to others. Her performance was noticed by everyone. At first, the women were a little jealous and talked about Feng Yun's rights and wrongs, but now they spoke of this girl with some pity.
No one pointed at Feng Yun in front of her anymore, and even said hello when they saw her.
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"Miss Feng, are you there?"
Before approaching Feng Yun's house, Zhao Qiang smelled the fragrant smell of dumplings. His throat suddenly felt like saliva, and saliva could not stop flowing from under his tongue. After swallowing twice, he carefully knocked on the door.
Knocked on the door.
The smell of dumplings wafted from the room, so of course Feng Yun was inside, otherwise the dumplings must have been cooked by ghosts. However, after Zhao Qiang knocked on the door in a strange way, he suddenly asked a stupid question about whether someone was there. As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhao Qiang
Regretful, he secretly cursed himself, what a donkey-brained person, couldn't you just say, "Miss Feng, can I come in and try the dumplings?" When asked like this, no matter what Feng Yun thought, he was always embarrassed to turn himself away.
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Having been turned away for three consecutive days, Zhao Qiang was afraid that Feng Yun would still not open the door for him this time. After knocking a few times, he saw that there was no movement in the room and Feng Yun did not answer. He was disappointed and wanted to leave.
He thought of another way. Just as he was about to leave, the door was gently opened.
Feng Yun was still wearing the coarse cloth clothes she wore in Songshan Castle, but they were extremely clean. Occasionally, there were traces of sewing, which were carefully covered with lace. Seeing Zhao Qiang looking at him in surprise, Feng Yun lowered his head slightly and grasped it with both hands.
Wearing a white scarf, he said lightly: "Commander."
Commander-in-Chief? Feng Yun's voice made Zhao Qiang feel like he was drowning in pain. He didn't understand why Feng Yun also called him that. Could it be that the previous contacts and confessions of affection were all in the past?
Zhao Qiang didn't know what to say to Feng Yun. He looked up and saw an iron pot on the branch of the house. There was a wooden table next to the pot, with a pot of white noodles and a pot of dumpling fillings on it. The water in the pot was boiling at this time, and the cooked dumplings were sitting on top of each other.
Rolling one after another, I couldn't help but ask: "Is Miss Feng making dumplings?"
"Um."
Feng Yun responded in an imperceptible voice, paused and then said: "Wu Qianhu sent someone to bring some white flour and meat. Jie'er said he wanted to eat dumplings, so I made some for him. If the commander wants to eat,
, I will serve the commander a bowl right now." After Feng Yun finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Zhao Qiang. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were full of expectation.
Although Zhao Qiang is not thick-skinned, he is not a sweetheart either. He glanced at Feng Yun and knew what he meant. He smiled and nodded at Feng Yun and said: "Okay, I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time. Ms. Feng cooks
My skills are top-notch, so these dumplings are naturally very delicious. Please don’t think that I am too slanderous, Miss Feng. If I am greedy and eat all the dumplings, Jier will probably be angry with me when I come back.
At that time, I might as well ask Miss Feng to pack some more."
"Pfft."
I don’t know whether Zhao Qiang’s words were too funny, or Feng Yun couldn’t help but laugh because she thought of something happy. When she laughed, she really smiled in response to the embroidered hibiscus, leaning against the precious duck with fragrant cheeks, her eyes were so bright
Zhao Qiang was stunned for a while because of the poem that was guessed by others, and his heart was moved.
Feng Yun noticed that Zhao Qiang's eyes had some bad intentions, so he scolded: "Where is the commander?" Before Zhao Qiang could speak, he went to the pot, took a porcelain bowl and filled the dumplings.
After serving it, Feng Yun carefully picked it up and put it on the table, then watched Zhao Qiang without saying anything.
Zhao Qiang smiled, knowing that Feng Yun was treating him to dumplings, and thought that this was the best opportunity to make a breakthrough, and I couldn't miss the opportunity. He walked to the table, took a wooden stool, and sat down on it.
I picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and put it in my mouth.
"Huh", he was eating in a hurry. The dumplings just came out of the pot were really hot. Zhao Qiang was suddenly burned, and his mouth quickly turned into a "" shape, which made Feng Yun couldn't help but smile again.
Zhao Qiang scratched his head in embarrassment, trying to cover up his gaffe. He put the cold dumpling into his mouth and took a few bites. Suddenly he was stunned and yelled: "Mutton stuffing?"
"What?" Feng Yun was startled by Zhao Qiang's appearance: "The commander-in-chief doesn't like the dumplings I made?"
Seeing Feng Yun's nervous look, Zhao Qiang secretly thought something was wrong, shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I have always eaten dumplings stuffed with pork. Today I ate dumplings stuffed with mutton for the first time, and I was stunned for a moment."
After listening to Zhao Qiang's words, Feng Yun was confused and looked at Zhao Qiang with a puzzled look on his face: "How could it be possible that the commander-in-chief has always eaten dumplings stuffed with pork? We Han people have always made dumplings with beef and mutton as the stuffing, and pork.
The stuffing is a custom of the Banner people. The commander-in-chief is a Han Chinese, so there is no reason why he always eats dumplings stuffed with pork?"
"Well?"
It turns out that pork-filled dumplings are a Manchu food custom. At this time and even before, the Han people used beef and mutton to make dumplings! Zhao Qiang suddenly realized that the way later generations of Chinese people eat pork-filled dumplings was influenced by Manchu customs and evolved over two hundred years.
, eventually pork dumplings became a familiar food for Chinese people, but little did they know that our ancestors had always eaten dumplings stuffed with beef and mutton.
"Oh, I don't eat it often. A rough guy like me always eats whatever is available. I have eaten banner dumplings before, so I mistakenly thought that these dumplings are filled with pork."
Zhao Qiang laughed and covered up the matter. He ate several times and felt full. He secretly praised Feng Yun's craftsmanship. It was not false. He got such a good wife. Not only was she beautiful, but her belly was also delicious.
After eating the dumplings, the atmosphere became even more awkward, because Zhao Qiang didn't know how to speak, and Feng Yun didn't know what to say to Zhao Qiang. The two just looked at each other and talked to each other. After a long time, Zhao Qiang suddenly stood up and grabbed Feng Yun.
Yun's hand: "Miss Feng, no, Yun'er! After I received your letter, I came from Yask just to talk to you face to face, but Yun'er, why did you turn me away?"
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Zhao Qiang's sudden action was something Feng Yun did not expect. For a moment, his heart was beating secretly. His hand was held tightly by Zhao Qiang, and his face was anxious, angry but happy.
Zhao Qiang was really forced to do this, because he felt that if he continued like this, he might go crazy. He really wanted to find out why Feng Yun's attitude towards him had changed so much. He didn't want to wait passively anymore.
Going down, when he saw Feng Yun just now, he told himself that this woman can be his wife. Now that he has decided, why is he still lingering? Feng Yun is a girl, and he cannot let others take the initiative to marry him.
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"Yun'er, what did I do wrong that you want to treat me like this?"
Finding that Feng Yun had no intention of struggling, Zhao Qiang became a little more courageous, took advantage of the situation to hold Feng Yun in his arms, and asked softly close to her ear.
Before Feng Yun's heart could react from the clenched hand, he was pulled into the other person's arms again. He was shy and anxious, but he couldn't find the strength to get rid of the other person. He listened to the voice in his ear and felt his powerful force.
Feng Yun's ears suddenly turned red. After a long time, she slowly turned her head, but tears wet the corners of her eyes at some point.
Feng Yun knew that she liked Zhao Qiang. From that night at Songshan Castle, she found that she unknowingly liked this man who could protect her, but that incident kept recurring in her mind, making her unable to make the final decision.
Zhao Qiang's strong hug made Feng Yun feel that it was time to tell him this matter. If he didn't care about this matter, then he might really be able to find a good destination.
Feng Yun's sudden tears made Zhao Qiang feel very scared. He didn't know why she was crying, and her melancholy look seemed like her heart was being tortured. Could it be that she felt sorry for me because she had been tainted?
,Don’t you dare to be with me?
Looking at Feng Yun's lonely eyes, Zhao Qiang's heart ached. God, I, Zhao Qiang, have never cared about Miss Feng's innocence! If she loves me and is willing to be my wife, I will definitely marry her and love her.
, have children with her, and accompany her through this life!
"Yun'er, no matter what happens to you, I will never dislike you."