Chapter 209 Going home

"Wow!"

After hearing the words of Roland III, the ministers present exclaimed. Such glory is the first time in Mondra's history. The glory of the Evans family can be seen.

Hearing Roland III's words, Roger Melada's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out, but he did not come forward to object. He knew that Roland III's idea had been decided, and even if he went to stop it, it would not be possible.

However, an unexpected person stood up and said to Roland III, who was about to leave: "Your Majesty, your reward is too generous, our Evans family cannot accept it!"

When Zhao Feng heard Jerry Evans's words, he showed a hint of confusion. He didn't understand how his grandfather would refuse such a reward.

"This is not all the credit of your Evans family, it also includes the credit of Dark. He is young and promising, and there are many things worthy of reusing in the future!"

Roland III stopped. If someone else stopped him, he would definitely leave without looking back. But he had to give the Imperial Marshal's face.

"Don't worry, old marshal, your grandson has a lot of glory, this is not the end."

As he said that, Roland III laughed a few times and left here directly, leaving behind these ministers with big eyes.

“Not the end?”

Could it be that the glory of the Evans guy is about to be reappeared?

Today, Zhao Feng's performance in the hall and the words of Roland III made these ministers think about it. They looked at Zhao Feng with a hint of envy and jealousy.

But after thinking about it, they understood the meaning of Roland III's words.

Now that Zhao Feng is so young, he is about to reach the realm of the Dharma God. If this continues, he will not be able to reach the realm of the Dharma God in too long, and may even be a god.

This kind of glory is greater than any glory in the world. It is very common to say that his glory is far from reaching the end. In any case, human beings can never reach the glory of gods.

"Okay! Let's go! Why are you still here to do? Your Majesty doesn't care about food!" Looking at the appearance of these ministers, Roger Melada said viciously.

Hearing the anger in his words, many ministers left immediately.

Most of the remaining people here were military generals and neutral ministers. At this time, they all came forward to congratulate Jerry Evans and Zhao Feng.

"Master Marshal, those who are bleeding from your family are indeed heroes!" At this time, a general stepped forward and flattered him.

Some others surrounded Zhao Feng and said, "The Duke is young and promising, and has a bright future!"

As they said that, the people called Zhao Feng and Jerry Evans to celebrate together in the restaurant, so as to win over and contact each other.

"Forget it!"

Seeing Zhao Feng having no experience in facing such a situation, Jerry Evans said: "My grandson finally came back. Of course, he went home to talk to me about the past and chat. You guys, hurry up and don't delay our grandfather and grandson drinking and chatting."

"Okay, what the Marshal said!" After hearing his words, the generals and ministers let go of Zhao Feng and left the hall one after another.

"Dak, if you have time, come and have fun!" Looking at this scene, Elaine Hazel also understood that it would be better for her to stay, so she said goodbye in advance.

She was deeply impressed by Dark Evans' performance in the hall today.

Originally, she thought Dark Evans had just improved his skills, but she didn't expect that he had made great progress in his eloquence, which was completely different from his original dull appearance.

"The changes are so big, just like a complete transformation!" Elaine Hazel muttered in a low voice as she left.

Zhao Feng didn't say anything, followed Jerry Evans, walked outside, lowered his head, and no longer showed any eloquence in the hall.

Facing this friendly and familiar old man, he didn't know what to say.

In the past, he had thought about how to deal with this grandfather's situation many times. But at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

In his memory, some memories belonging to Dark Evans, and also contain his own memories. He has a complicated relationship with the grandfather in front of him.

He wanted to call him grandpa, but he couldn't say it.

He was eloquent in the letter and performed very well. However, when he came to reality, he was not ideal enough and his mind was complicated.

"Dak, finally back!"

Finally, it was Jerry Evans who spoke first: "In the past two years, you have grown strong and matured! Grandpa, I am very pleased!"

Zhao Feng nodded, and when he heard his concern, a hot air surged in his heart: "Grandpa, you are old!"

"Silly kid, who won't grow old? This is the law of nature!" Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Jerry Evans smiled.

Once they opened up, the grandfather and grandson talked more and more. As they walked, they walked outside the palace, each selected a horse and rode home.

Although Jerry Evans is very old, he still has agility when riding a horse, which makes Zhao Feng unable to catch up.

His long-term military career has allowed him to develop good riding skills.

As for Zhao Feng, because he did not ride a horse for a long time, his riding skills were naturally much worse, so he could only chase him desperately.

After some horses running, the two finally arrived at the Marshal's Mansion. At this time, not only were the horses sweating, but even Jerry Evans was also steaming.

Zhao Feng was also very tired, and he gasped after getting off the horse.

Because he was eager to chase Jerry Evans, Zhao Feng finally used some magical assistance to barely catch up with the speed of the old marshal's horse.

"Your riding skills need to be honed!" Jerry Evans couldn't stand Zhao Feng's riding skills and said, "I want to marching and fighting, but my riding skills are superb!"

"Yes, grandpa said it!" Zhao Feng nodded repeatedly when he heard Jerry Evans' words. He also blushed at his half-baked riding skills.

Although he said that he had one more person to teach himself, Zhao Feng not only did not feel annoyed, but felt very friendly.

He had no grandpa since he was a child, and he did not experience the kind of family affection between grandparents. Here at Jerry Evans, he felt the strong sense of family affection.

"The master is back!"

"Ah, the young master is back too!"

At this time, a few private soldiers ran out of the Marshal's Mansion and rushed over to help Jerry Evans lead the horse. When he saw Zhao Feng, he looked even more surprised.

"Come on, young master, you rest, I'll help you!" At this time, the private soldiers surrounded him and showed more attentiveness to Zhao Feng than Jerry Evans.

It turned out that since Zhao Feng took away the 300 private soldiers, the people from the Marshal's Mansion had heard about their good treatment and super high welfare.

Zhao Feng's soldiers often brought back some letters and local specialties to the family in the Marshal's Mansion, which made the private soldiers here jealous.

Although they can fight Jerry Evans to kill the enemy, their treatment is not as high as Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng smiled as he looked at the private soldiers busying around. Looking at the Marshal's Mansion in front of him, he realized the grandeur and simplicity for the first time.

Everything here is very historical and vicissitudes. Whether it is the stone lion at the door, the huge plaque, or the dismount stone, it all looks very vicissitudes.

After all, this is an ancient family with a history of nearly a thousand years.

When I heard that the master and the young master were back, the two rich doors of the big mansion that were not easily opened were slowly opened, making a creaking sound.

After opening the door, Zhao Feng saw two rows of people in the yard, one row was a male servant and the other was a maid. There was no side at all, which was very spectacular.

"Wow, this is the style of a wealthy family!"

Although Zhao Feng thought about the scene of coming back thousands of times, he was still shocked. In Dark Evans's memories, there were mostly memories of staying in the house.

He is usually very lonely, not very sociable, and usually plays alone.

From his memory, Zhao Feng felt that his home should be very small and not very ostentatious. However, today he subverted this view.

After all, how could the Evans family, which has a thousand-year history, be so shabby and ordinary?

"Okay, are the food ready? You all spread out!" Jerry Evans was not very cold about such a scene. After all, he had to inspect the army all year round.

"Okay, lord." A butler who looked like a military man said to him seriously, looking like he was reporting military affairs.

After a closer look, Zhao Feng found that most of the people here are similar to those in the army, and everyone is very capable and disciplined in their work, and very cute.

"Okay, let's have a meal!"

As he said that, Jerry Evans said to Zhao Feng: "Dak, you are suffering outside. This time, I asked the chef to cook a few more good dishes for you."

Zhao Feng walked to the table and saw a lot of dishes on the table, all of which were the favorite dishes that Dark Evans had eaten the first time.

It can be seen that Jerry Evans never forgets his grandson's preferences.

"Do you drink?" Jerry Evans saw Zhao Feng nodding, poured him a bowl and said, "No, I learned to drink when I went out. In the past, you didn't drink. Men had to learn to drink!"

"Dry!"

After saying that, the grandfather and grandson started drinking.

In such an atmosphere, Zhao Feng enjoyed eating and drinking with big mouthfuls. This feeling made him very missed and moved.

"This is probably the feeling of going home!"

Such a warm atmosphere made Zhao Feng drink a few more bowls of wine unknowingly. Jerry Evans also drank a lot of wine.

Finally, Zhao Feng fell drunk on the table and kept muttering, "It feels so good to go home!" It can be seen that he has regarded this place as a real home.
Chapter completed!