Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 995

The commendation document from the Ministry of War stated that Luo Fengtang had made great contributions in rescuing Licheng this time.

He was promoted to two ranks in a row, and served as the secretary of the capital of Licheng and the post of general.

It still belongs to the southern garrison camp where General Xiahou Dun is located.

"Tang Yazi, you can do it, you have made meritorious service again!"

Yang Ruoqing said happily.

Luo Feng talked with a confused look on his face.

He raised his hand and scratched his head: "When did I repel the alien army of the cult and rescue Licheng? Why don't I remember?"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled.

That night, he chased after her. In the past few days, she has been picked out of his mouth.

"This is a beautiful misunderstanding, a coincidental coincidence!"

She stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder lightly.

Apparently, Luo Fengtang chased him to the bottom of Licheng city tower that night.

At that time, his mind was full of looking for his lost self.

He didn't know that he was poisoned and was taken back to the camp by Lord Yun for treatment.

So I searched like crazy.

Among the heretics, he saw a woman whose figure was very similar to hers, so he desperately chased after her.

While she was speculating about the situation at that time, Luo Fengtang was also trying to recall what happened that night.

"Uh... Nan Wangye was sitting on the tower at the time, seeing me chasing that group of foreign troops, I guess I really misunderstood."

He said with shame on his face.

"It's a shame that I picked up a chance to be promoted in vain. Why don't I write a letter of affection to the Ministry of War to explain this matter?" He asked again.

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Yang Ruoqing was staring at him fiercely.

That look was about to pierce holes in him.

"Qing'er, why do you look at me like this? Did I say something wrong?" He asked in a daze.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing open her mouth.

When he came up, he tiptoed and poked his forehead lightly.

"Stupid you?"

"Not to mention that your strength is sufficient for that job, even if it is really luck that fell from the sky, and it falls on you, you must accept it." She said.

"Besides, you were indeed a lonely hero in the eyes of Prince Nan that night."

"Rushing into the enemy army alone, disrupted their camp and made them panic," she continued.

"So, you must continue with this batch of documents."

She said, grabbed the approval document on the table, and took a few more glances.

"There is another good thing in this batch of articles, I'm sure you like it!"

Immediately, she opened the book and took another look.

Because Luo Fengtang shouldered the important responsibility of guarding the southern gate of Daqi, the Ministry of War also specially approved some powers for him.

Those powers, according to Yang Ruoqing's understanding, Luo Fengtang is still under the control of General Xiahou Dun.

But he is no longer just a young general in the army who takes orders and leads troops out.

The higher-ups dialed a number for Luo Fengtang, and he could pull up a soldier of his own.

"Tang Yazi, you are really making a fuss now. You have been given a serial number. This is something that ordinary generals would not envy!"

Yang Ruoqing seemed even more excited than Luo Fengtang.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang was also very happy.

It is also his dream to pull up a team of his own.

"The Flying Tiger Army was ordered by General Zhu himself." Luo Fengtang said.

"Qing'er, help me name my team!" he said again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't think about it, just call Luo Jiajun!"

"Luo Jiajun?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows: "Could it be too casual?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head like a rattle: "Don't be casual, let your army and your surname be called Luo Jiajun, that's how mighty and domineering it is!"

The famous anti-gold general Yue Fei.

Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general, both of them are heroes of the clan.

Their subordinates also trained the Yue Family Army and Qi Family Army who started with their surnames.

Lafeng is dead.

Therefore, Luo Fengtang's army must be called 'Luo Jiajun'.

As an old habit, when it comes to naming, Luo Fengtang completely delegates power to Yang Ruoqing.

"Okay, then call Luo Jiajun!" He made a final decision.

After finishing the approval document from the Ministry of War with excitement and joy, Yang Ruoqin even specially picked up another invitation card beside him.

This invitation was sent by Prince Nan.

In order to celebrate the breaking of the siege of Licheng, Nan Wangye set up a celebration banquet.

Come to celebrate Licheng's escape.

Second, invite people from all walks of life to discuss and discuss Licheng's city defense and work together.

Luo Fengtang was naturally among those invited, and Yang Ruoqing unexpectedly discovered that her name was among them.

"Fortunately, Prince Nan invited you, Qing'er, otherwise, I would not be bothered to attend those shitty celebration parties." He said.

Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look: "Prince Nan may have guessed it, and he was afraid that you would not go, so he brought me along."

"It's good to go together, let me see what the real palace looks like."

"By the way, I'll also help you drive away the rotten peach blossoms. Princess Bingqing has unreasonable thoughts about you, Tang Yazi!"

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines.

"If the pot is not open, which pot should I lift, you girl, really!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips.

No matter what, she was going to Licheng this trip.

That is to inspect Licheng, so as to choose a suitable place and open Tianxiang Tower there.

Just like the little red flag, every inch of Daqi's land will be filled in the future.

Before going to Licheng, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang brought Zhuiyun to this side of Mianniu Mountain.

"Zhuiyun, your injuries have almost recovered, now, it's time to send you back to the forest."

At the foot of the mountain, Luo Fengtang watched from a distance.

Watching Yang Ruoqing bid farewell to Zhuiyun.

Yang Ruoqing bent down and stroked Zhuiyun's head gently.

"I originally planned to keep you for a few more days, and there are still several flavors of roast chicken that you haven't tasted."

"But Tang Yazi and I are leaving for Licheng to do some business, so we can't take care of you."

"After you return to the forest, you must know how to recuperate."

"If you don't want to get hurt, just find those opponents and move them back to the arena. A real man can bend and stretch. There is a saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years..."

For the first time, she quoted the past from the present, and told Zhuiyun a lot of truths.

It doesn't matter whether it can understand or not, and how much can it understand?
But she couldn't help but want to say it.

I never liked my mother-in-law. Now, she is a mother-in-law.

Hey!
In the end, she felt that what she said was almost done, and the ink in her stomach was almost scoured.

Only then did he stand up, remove the cloth from a bamboo basket brought over, and take out the tribute goose that was still steaming inside.

"This is for you, take it with you, I'm leaving too."

Foodie Zhuiyun didn't pay attention to the tribute goose, he sprinted and blocked her way.

"What's the matter?"

She asked.

Zhuiyun shook his tail, and in his purple pupils, it seemed that he wanted to go to Licheng with her.

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