There was a slight commotion in the inn.

Wei Yan looked around and saw Guan Xing, Zhang Bao, Zhao Guang, Yang Wanwan and others all reacting.

Everyone pressed their hands on the handles of their swords, their expressions solemn, and they seemed to be surrounding Feng Junhou in the middle.

At the waist of each person is an identical pure black saber. This is the special saber for the generals and ministers when welcoming the emperor.

Wei Yan glared at Feng Junhou behind Guan Xiaojunhou, and finally snorted angrily, turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

Wei Yan's departure made everyone secretly relieved.

General Guan turned around and said slightly dissatisfiedly to Feng Junhou:

"Well, if nothing happens, why do you have to provoke him?"

Anyway, there are no outsiders here, and there is no need for General Guan to hide himself.

Feng Junhou curled his lips:

"Nonsense, I didn't offend him. He was the one who offended me first."

General Guan was still dissatisfied:

"He dared to draw a knife on Yang Yi in front of the Prime Minister. Now no one here can suppress him. What if something really happens?"

As soon as Wei Yan left, the atmosphere relaxed inexplicably, and Guan Xing also advised:

"Siniang is right, it's clear. General Wei is the general of Zhendong, and his qualifications are older than yours. If you bear with him, no one will think that you are afraid of him. But he has taken the initiative to leave now, which can be regarded as a sign of kindness to you.

It is a rare step to give in. You should avoid provoking General Wei in the future."

"That's right, that's right." Zhang Bao followed suit, then touched his chin, "What An Guo said, given General Wei's previous style of doing things, is really surprising."

Feng Junhou hummed and smiled, but said nothing.

What's so surprising about this?

If you had taken the engineering battalion from me, and then I had given you a piece of credit for conquering the upper party, you would not have made trouble with me here.

Although Old Man Wei has a bad temper, he still has to be shameless and won't be secretive about what he does. To put it bluntly, his emotional intelligence is too low.

It's really uncomfortable to sit upright like a clay Buddha and wait for someone on a hot day.

At this time, as soon as the old man Wei left, Feng Junhou immediately relaxed, leaned on the pillar of the post without any image, exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes and fell asleep:

"I don't know why, but I just feel upset when he hangs in front of me."

As Brother Guan said, Old Man Wei is the oldest, has the most seniority, and has the highest nominal status, but in fact it doesn't matter.

If it were someone else, talking to everyone as an elder, time would have passed.

Unfortunately, this person didn't even have anyone he could talk to. Being here, the entire inn was like a high-pressure zone.

Not to mention that there are all juniors here, and he doesn’t speak. Who dares to speak freely except Feng Junhou?

But I saw Feng Junhou yawning:

"Now that he's gone, I feel relieved."

Looking at his brother-in-law's appearance, Guan Xing felt helpless and earnestly advised:

"What will happen if you endure it for a while? Your status is different now, so you should pay more attention to your words and actions."

Zhao Guang, on the other hand, agreed very much with his brother’s words:

"Brother is right. Somehow, once General Wei left, I felt much more at ease."

"What do you know! Go away!" Guan Xiaojunhou scolded, "Do you think it's not chaotic enough?"

It was nothing before, can it be the same now?

The emperor has come to Chang'an in person.

With his current status as Alang, how could he act as he pleased before?

Feng Junhou waved his hand:

"Forget it, everyone has left anyway, so there is no point in saying this. Two brothers, the Northern and Southern Army led by you will be responsible for welcoming the Emperor this time."

"Now that the Emperor is approaching, you'd better take a sip of tea and check how the soldiers outside are getting ready."

The Northern and Southern Army was the Forbidden Army rebuilt by Adou and his wife with their own small treasury.

Following the Prime Minister's Northern Expedition to Guanzhong, the first battle was a head-on confrontation with the Wei Central Army led by Qin Lang.

It can be said that this was a duel between the imperial armies of Wei and Han.

The new fifth army of Wei State is mostly composed of elite soldiers and veterans. Logically speaking, its combat effectiveness must be stronger than that of Little Fatty's newly built northern and southern armies.

It is a pity that this Wei forbidden army was used by Sima Yi to cut off its tail in order to survive, and it was bad luck.

After the battle in Guanzhong, the Northern and Southern armies were soaked in blood and began to truly grow.

It can barely be regarded as achieving the original intention of the Prime Minister:

After he leaves, the emperor will immediately have a guard force that is capable of actual combat and is completely loyal to the emperor.

The little fat man not only controls the chancellery, but also controls such a guard army, so he can smoothly carry out the transition of power.

Today is the day when the Northern and Southern armies are truly under the control of the Emperor.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

After the last messenger carrying the command flag came the news, densely packed carriages and horses began to appear not far away.

"The emperor is here, hurry up, hurry up and clean up!"

The soldiers, who had been stuck in the sun and gasping for air, seemed to have regained their strength after receiving the news, and began to neigh.

"That is how the matter?"

Feng Junhou suddenly pointed forward and shouted.

But I saw someone on horseback leaving the team and facing the Emperor's chariot that was approaching.

Guan Xiaojunhou raised his telescope and looked at it, then his tone became colder: "It's Wei Wenchang, he passed by himself."

"Old man!"

Feng Junhou's face suddenly turned livid.

damn it!

It was me who thought too much and overestimated Old Man Wei's overall view!

I thought he was taking the initiative to take a step back, but it turned out that he wanted to do this to me.

When welcoming the emperor, there are rules for who goes first and who comes last.

Wei Yan was the general who guarded the east, and Feng Junhou was the one who succeeded the prime minister in guarding Guanzhong.

So logically speaking, the two of them should take the lead to greet him together.

Obviously, Wei Yan didn't think so at all. He couldn't say that he thought he wanted to be ahead of Feng Junhou, so he took the lead.

"Let all the generals and officials follow."

Feng Junhou gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

At the same time, someone fetched the horses, got on them, and had to follow Wei Yan to meet the Emperor's chariot.

The little fat man had already received the report. He poked his head out of the stopped car and opened his eyes wide, trying to find the person he wanted to see in the crowd.

Unexpectedly, before he could see clearly, someone shouted loudly from the front:

"Your Majesty, Wei Yan, pays homage to your Majesty!"

Um?

The little fat man couldn't help but stretched his neck, trying to see clearly what was happening in front of him.

Why is there only one leader, Wei Yan?

Where is my brother-in-law?
Chapter completed!