If some inevitable mistakes can help Feng Yong and others grow up faster, the Prime Minister believes that it is worth it.

On the other hand, Feng Junhou couldn't help but pause his hands when he heard the Prime Minister's words:

"Prime Minister, don't you blame me?"

The Prime Minister's eyes gradually narrowed, and his voice was a little ethereal:

"I am old and you have grown up too. When I was in Hanzhong, I often heard students from the school saying to the older generation: Times have changed."

The Prime Minister stretched out his withered finger and pointed into the distance: "From now on, it will be your time."

He seemed to be mumbling to himself, or exhorting:

"I only hope that you can create a truly prosperous age for the Han Dynasty."

"Destroy the thieves and put an end to the chaos, restore peace to the world, protect the peace of the people, prevent future generations from suffering from war, restore the prestige of the Han family, be connected to the sky and the earth, and reach everything..."

The prime minister's eyes shone with hope, as if he had seen the day when the Han Dynasty was reborn.

As he spoke, the Prime Minister's voice became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible.

The telescope in my hand could no longer be held and slipped quietly to the ground.

"Bang!"

The lens of the telescope was broken to pieces, and Feng Junhou's heart was also broken to pieces.

"Prime Minister!"

Feng Yong half-knelt in front of the Prime Minister and cried out sadly, tears could no longer be suppressed and burst out.

The soldiers guarding the city wall, no matter far or near, were all holding weapons, kneeling on one knee, and weeping.

"I am so angry that the rain breaks down where I lean on the railing."

General Guan's loud and clear voice rang over Chang'an...

The news of the Prime Minister's illness and death quickly spread throughout the army, and all the soldiers burst into tears.

According to the instructions of the Prime Minister during his lifetime, General Feng Yong of the Western Conquest was temporarily in charge of all the armies in Guanzhong.

Feng Yong first sent people to Hanzhong as quickly as possible to report the news, and then summoned the generals to collect the prime minister's body and put it into the coffin with everyone.

Then they put on sackcloth and mourning, and the leader mourned in front of the prime minister's coffin.

Everything in the army was kept simple, and after three days of observing filial piety for the Prime Minister, Feng Yong followed the Prime Minister's arrangements before his death and returned to Shu without transporting the body.

He was buried in Lantian County, not far from Chang'an, to show his unwillingness to leave the old capital of the Han Dynasty.

The tombstone sits west to east, looking at Luoyang, the eastern capital.

After handling the prime minister's funeral affairs, Feng Yong held a military meeting alone in Chang'an for the first time.

"The Prime Minister once asked me in public before his death, what should be the next step based on the current situation. I suggested attacking the Shangdang first, and the Prime Minister deeply agreed."

Feng Yong, who was sitting on the commander's seat, was still wearing mourning clothes. His eyes fell on Wei Yan in the front:

"At that time, I suggested sending General Wei to lead the army, and General Wei agreed. I wonder how prepared General Wei has been in the past few days?"

When the generals standing below heard this, their hearts tightened subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, when General Feng raised his account for the first time, he asked Wei Wenchang.

Wei Wenchang had a very dignified temperament and had little contact with most people in the army.

In addition, he is the oldest general in the army, so almost everyone will avoid him and do not want to cause any conflict with him.

When Wei Yan heard Feng Yong's question, he raised his eyelids, and then saw Feng Yong's cold eyes and General Guan standing next to him with his sword drawn.

There is also a scepter standing beside General Guan.

The anger in Wei Yan's eyes flashed, but in the end he just said: "We are ready and can leave at any time."

Yang Yi, who was standing opposite Wei Yan, heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on her face.

I saw him stand up and say:

"General Feng, the prime minister has just passed away, and people in the army are in a state of confusion. I think that we should not move lightly at this time, lest thieves take advantage of us."

Feng Yong's eyes shifted from Wei Yan to Yang Yi.

At this time, Yang Yi seemed to have tempered a lot. She was no longer as arrogant as before, and instead had a somewhat humble look on her face.

"To capture Shangdang as soon as possible to protect the annexed state to Hedong was the military plan set by the Prime Minister before his death. During his lifetime, the Prime Minister regarded the revitalization of the Han Dynasty as more important than his own life."

"If he knew that we were ruining the world because of his death, I'm afraid the Prime Minister would blame us for our pedantry even under the yellow soil."

After hearing Feng Yong's words, Wei Yan actually raised his head again and looked at Feng Yong with slight surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would say such words.

Yang Yi was slightly embarrassed when Feng Yong retorted like this:

"I am careless."

Then he went back.

Yang Yi's reaction made Feng Yong's eyes stay on him for a while longer, and then he calmly took them back.

The most worrying thing is that both Wei Yan and Yang Yi seem to be surprisingly easy to talk to today, and the next agenda will be much simpler.

Military matters, in addition to logistics, food and fodder, station deployment, epidemics and other such matters, Feng Yong must personally care about and make decisions.

Any further matters, such as fights, gambling in private, etc., if they are not serious, will be handled directly by the camp leaders.

Then the Sima of the camp records what he committed and the result of the incident, and sends it to the commander's camp for record.

If it is serious, let the staff around Feng Junhou give advice on how to deal with it in accordance with military regulations, and then leave it to Feng Junhou to make a decision.

After the seemingly peaceful military meeting ended, the generals came out of the commander's tent.

Wei Yan walked in the front alone, and no one dared to walk alongside him.

Yang Yi, on the other hand, quietly walked at the end alone, and no one was with him either.

Seeing that they were outside the boundaries of the commander's camp, everyone separated. Yang Yi took advantage of others not paying attention and quietly turned a corner.

As soon as Wei Yan returned to his tent, his son Wei Chang followed him:

"Sir, Yang Changshi is here to visit."

Hearing what his son said, even if it was Wei Yan, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After a while he said:

"How dare Yang Pifu come to me? How many people did he bring with him?"

"Sir, it's just him."

Wei Yan was a little disbelieving: "How dare he come to me alone?"

Wei Chang whispered: "When Chang saw Yang Changshi, he seemed to be avoiding people."

Wei Yan sneered: "Yang Pifu is just a rat in this life, sneaking around."

"Do you want to see him, sir?"

According to past habits, Wei Yan naturally did not want to be in the same tent as Yang Yi.

But I don’t know what he thought of, but he said uncharacteristically: “Let him in first.”

When Wei Chang heard this, he looked at his master in surprise as well, hesitated for a moment, then agreed, turned around and walked out.

After a while, Yang Yi walked in carefully with a vigilant face. When he came in, he looked around.

Wei Yan, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but smile scornfully when he saw his appearance.

Hearing a "clang" sound from above, Yang Yi's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously wanted to turn around and run out.
Chapter completed!