Xun Chen took the officials from Pingyang to Baili to meet him. After the meeting, he was filled with emotion for a while. Now he is accompanying Pei Qian, pointing out the surroundings, and reporting some changes over the years to Fei Qian.

From a certain perspective, Fei Qian is the owner of this land. This is Fei Qian's fiefdom, and everyone and everything on this land belongs to Fei Qian.

This kind of authority can make people addicted without knowing it, and it can also cause people to fall in an invisible and colorless way.

Only a few people can maintain a clear mind in such an environment.

In Xun Chen's view, Fei Qian belongs to such a minority.

Since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, countless people have been granted lordships, but there are only a few people who can keep their composure and continue to develop upwards. Most of them have fallen into addiction, and then after two, three, or at most five generations.

, that is, the country was destroyed and the princes were eliminated. They only left some names, but they could no longer bring any blessings to their descendants.

Well, of course there are descendants who don’t need it at all…

They are all dead, so what blessings do they need?

Of course, this also had the effect of cutting down the vassal order, but the main reason was that these descendants did not have the ability to make progress, and even lacked the ability to maintain.

Therefore, Xun Chen was not only reporting to Fei Qian this time, he had also been observing Fei Zhen carefully. After seeing that Fei Zhen did not show any naughty habits, crying, scolding, etc., Xun Chen felt relieved.

Come,

For Xun Chen, Fei Qian represents the present, while Feizhen represents the future.

Now that I see that there are constraints and directions for the future, I am naturally overjoyed.

Equally excited are the people of Pingyang...

Amidst the deep sound of war drums and melodious horn sounds, the main gate of Pingyang slowly opened.

Behind the guard of soldiers on both sides of the road, there was a crowd of people standing. Countless people waited with bated breath, looking at the three-color battle flag coming slowly from a distance, and the hussar general under the battle flag.

This is their commander, the legend of the great Han!

This is the hussar who controls Xijing, the great Han Dynasty, and rules half of the world!

This is the owner of Pingyang, the powerful Hou Fei Qianfei of Pingyang in the north and south!

Amid the cheers of the people and soldiers, all the gates along the way from the gate of Pingyang City were opened, and the vehicle escort went straight into the city, passing all the way to the Hussars General's Mansion in Pingyang City.

"Welcome the Marquis back to the mansion!" In front of the square outside the mansion, all the servants in charge and servants had already knelt on the ground early to welcome the arrival of Fei Qian and his party.

After receiving the news that Fei Qian was going to return to Pingyang for a period of time, the stewards in the government office went crazy. They wanted to wash every tile and brick inside and outside the house three times with water, and then wipe it again.

Three times. If there is still time, I would even want to lick it three more times...

Before Xun Chen arrived at the government office, he said goodbye very knowingly and left. Although the report could not be completed in a few words on the road, he was not in a hurry.

The great affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs.

The same is true for a family. So other things can be put aside for the time being and dealt with later. The first thing Fei Qian and others did when they entered the government office was to go to the ancestral hall to worship Fei's ancestors.

Add incense to those tablets that represent ancestors...

Fei's ancestral hall is solemn and solemn.

As the eldest son, Fei Zhen naturally had to offer incense along with Fei Qian, and then kneel down and kowtow.

After the faint blue smoke of sandalwood slowly rose, the originally gloomy ancestral hall seemed to have an added smell of fireworks.

Fei stood silently for a moment in front of the burial place, and then withdrew. Instead of taking Fei Zhen directly back to the inner courtyard, he took Fei Zhen around to the side hall of the ancestral hall.

"Father..." Fei Zhen asked, "Where are you going?"

"Let me show you something..." Fei Qian said slowly, "It took your mother a year to make it with her own hands..."

In the side hall, there are no portraits of ancestors or altars. It looks empty with only a huge square table, and in the middle of the table, there is "a city"...

A miniature model city.

Feizhen was attracted by this model at the first sight. She hurriedly lay down beside the table and stared at the model city with wide eyes, "Oh... this is made by my mother... oh..."

"Do you know where this city was made from?" Fei Qian also stood beside the table and said slowly.

Feizhen subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but suddenly she saw something, moved her steps, and then stared at the seal characters on the shrunken city gate, "This... this is... Pingyang City? How is it possible?!"

"How is it impossible?" Fei Qian asked.

"No..." Feizhen pointed at the model city, "This... this city is so... so broken... how can it be Pingyang City?!"

Fei Qian looked at the model bit by bit, and the previous time in Pingyang seemed to slowly appear in his eyes.

Scaffolding beside the rammed earth of the city wall that collapsed and was being repaired...

The street wall had to be blocked because it hadn't had time to be cleaned...

Twenty or thirty saplings were transplanted in advance along the streets in the east of the city, but in the end only half of them survived...

The well was re-excavated...

The large piece of land that has just been sorted out and has not yet had time to build...

"This is Pingyang City at that time..." Fei Qian said slowly, "When your father came here, it was almost in ruins... There were no people farming, only Bai Bo's thieves... The company above the street

There are no stores, and even the residence can only be temporarily lived under the broken eaves and broken walls..."

When Fei Qian started using models to make real terrain scenes, Huang Yueying couldn't help but make such a topographic map of Pingyang City because of itchy hands. Of course, by the time Huang Yueying arrived in Pingyang, Pingyang had changed a lot, so some things were

Fei Qian told Huang Yueying, and then he made it bit by bit.

"Fei..." Fei Qian knocked on the table gently, "It was in such a city that was almost in ruins that I climbed up... This is the first place and the beginning. As for the future,

Where I will go and what I will become depends on what I do in the future, and it also depends on you..."

"Look at me?" Feizhen pointed at herself.

"Yes...so, I brought you here..." Fei Qian nodded, and then looked at Fei Zhen, "I just want to tell you the last secret of the Fei family..."

Feizhen was startled for a moment, straightened her clothes, raised her hands and said solemnly: "Father, please tell me!"
Chapter completed!