One Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty-Five: Beautiful

He said so, but as a good subordinate who favors the lord, Xu Ke naturally found a way to do it for her.

He agreed lightly on his lips, but his heart was bleeding with pain.

After talking about this matter, Jiang Pengji asked about Dong Qing's situation in the past two years.

Even though Xu Ke and the others would regularly send news every month, it was not as detailed as knowing it personally. She was able to fight with peace of mind on the front line, thanks to these heroes stationed in the rear, without them, Jiang Pengji would not be able to make a living on the front line.

In terms of opportunities to make contributions, it is natural that the front line has the most opportunities, otherwise why did those generals cut their heads and want to go out?

Xu Ke and Feng Jin were able to calm down and guard the rear, so that she would not have to worry about the future, which is really commendable.

As a mature protagonist, Jiang Pengji naturally wouldn't ignore these people.

Raising courtiers is like raising domestic cats, they have to be comforted by their fur from time to time, even if they don't get much food, they will give diligently.

It is the most chilling thing to give without getting a response.

In the words of Xianyu who resigned after being wronged in the workplace, the body can grit his teeth and bear the grievance, but the heart cannot.

Jiang Pengji praised and praised, but Xu Ke didn't show it on the face, but he was very ironic in his heart.

Feng Jin said introvertedly, "It's the job of a minister to take care of the master's rear, so I shouldn't praise it like that."

Modesty is a virtue, also known as "pretense".

It was a little late when Jiang Pengji came back, and it got dark early in this season, so she saw that it was getting dark outside, so she suggested that everyone should go back first, and if there was anything else they could talk about tomorrow. More than 20 people saluted and wanted to leave, but Jiang Pengji suddenly called out to someone to stop.

"Zi Shi, stay!"

Fengzhen's back stiffened, and he thought to himself, "Heaven is going to kill me"!

Feng Jin who heard the movement glanced at Feng Zhen, then at Wei Ci, his expression seemed to be calm, but his eyes were filled with doubts.

"It's rare. In the past, it was left by Xiao Zixiao, but now it has become Zishi."

Xu Ke is a decent person, but when he said this, he was obviously snickering, and it didn't sound serious.

Feng Jin said, "Who made Feng Zhen fish in troubled waters?"

Is it reasonable to be late and leave early?

It was his luck that he was not found, and he deserved it to be caught by the lord.

Feng Jin really doesn't want to admit that this guy is his future in-laws, but fortunately, the future son-in-law is not Xuefeng, who is really sick.

Xu Ke suppressed a smile and said, "It's unlucky."

Feng Jin said, "I personally think that this fellow has been overjoyed recently. Let the lord teach him a lesson, so he can wake up."

What's the matter with being a father at this age? He's not seventy and eighty and still happy with his youngest son. Look at how he floats into the sky!

Xu Ke gloated and said, "I'm afraid that the Lord's tricks will scare him, and something will happen. Who will do all those things?"

Feng Jin: "..."

Sure enough, all friendships between colleagues are false, and all are plastic friendships.

For the first time, Fengzhen, who was named and stayed, understood what it means to be "isolated and helpless".

Jiang Pengji was just scaring him, and after about a cup of tea, she finally spoke. Naturally, it's not about asking why Fengzhen left early, Feng's prodigal son still needs to be dignified, and Jiang Pengji won't embarrass her own people and make them lose face just because of trivial matters.

"I heard that Mrs. Zun is pregnant?"

Feng Zhen was stunned for a moment, not knowing how his master knew.

It's only been a while since she entered the city, yet she even knows about this, so it's clear that she cares about it.

As a result, Fengzhen's anxiety disappeared, replaced by warmth.

"Yes, but the doctor said that the month is still young, and there were signs of miscarriage before, so we should be more careful in the first few months to protect the pregnancy."

Jiang Pengji congratulates Feng Zhen.

Except for a few, most of the courtiers are the sons and daughters. Even Xu Ke, who has been separated from his wife for many years, is also catching up. Now he has a son and two daughters, but Fengzhen is still pitifully small, and Fengzhen is the only one under his knees. Yiyizi—well, although this son is quite capable of fighting, several children in the family are no match for him—but after all, he fell behind in numbers and his ability to resist risks was weak.

If Fengyi has something good or bad,

Feng Zhen has become a middle-aged man who has lost his independence.

"Do you have a name?"

Fengzhen's nerves were tense, and his heart trembled when he thought of his indescribable naming ability.

"This... I don't know if it's male or female, how to name it?"

Jiang Pengji asserted, "Boy, let's name it Fengyou, daughter, you can do whatever you want."

Feng Zhen looked at Jiang Pengji as if he had seen a ghost.

The child in my wife's womb is his, why does my lord act like hers?

Where does this put his biological father! ! !

Feng Zhen wanted to stand up and resist in his heart, but his body was extraordinarily honest.

"Yu? It's a good name. I thank the lord for the name on behalf of Lin'er."

Fengzhen: "qaq"

啦咕咕(╥╯^╰╥)

If you don't experience the fun of naming your father, you will always have the illusion that your son was born in vain.

but--

Speaking of which, why is this "Feng You" so familiar?

Feng Zhen is also a boss with a superb memory. After returning home, he tossed and turned, and finally woke up in shock when he dreamed back in the middle of the night!

[Don't let your family Fengyou harm my family Yan'er! 】

Back then, at the wedding banquet between Li Yun and Shangguan Wan, Wei Ci's drunken words were clearly discernible.

"Scare me to death!"

Feng Zhen's movement was too loud and woke up Wan Xiu'er.

"What scares me to death? But it's a nightmare?" Her voice was full of tiredness.

Feng Zhen said, "Mrs. go to bed first. As a husband, I just suddenly remembered that Wei Zixiao is a magic stick..."

Wan Xiuer's eyes were full of resentment.

His flowery wife is sleeping beside him, but this guy dreams of his colleague Wei Ci in the middle of the night?

Thinking of Wei Ci's face, Wan Xiu'er sighed.

Well, for Yan Gou Fengzhen, the lethality of Wei Ci's face is indeed quite powerful.

"sleep!"

Feng Zhen murmured, "I can't, did he know something back then?"

After a while, Feng Langzi only focused on one point.

"Who is Yan'er?"

Wan Xiuer opened her eyes and looked at her husband quietly.

"I also want to know who Yan'er is—"

Let pregnant women sleep in the middle of the night (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Feng Zhen hesitated to speak, he lay down aggrieved and covered her with the quilt, and stretched out his hand to tuck her in so that the cold air wouldn't come in.

ε=(′ο｀*)))

What if it is really a son——

Feng Zhen thought about it, reached out and rubbed Wan Xiu'er's stomach, and murmured, "Feng You is Feng You, it would be nice to have a son."

(＾－＾) If Wei Ci's magic stick speaks correctly, this child of my family will be able to become the emperor's concubine in the future!

If that's the case, he's really making a fortune! ! !

As everyone knows, Jiang Pengji also thought so.

"Fengyou from Zishi's family is here, Zixiao has to work hard to catch up."

My lord's body temperature is quite hot, it seems to be able to burn people.

In the darkness, Wei Ci gasped lightly, feeling quite helpless.

Before you say that, can you not take out that little thing?

Seeing his lord's posture, Wei Ci knew that the young lord whom everyone was thinking of was being burned to sacrifice to heaven again.