"What's more important is that General Zhao signed the second sign on the impeachment form for Li Yan," Feng Yong pointed to himself again. "Not only did I sign it, but I also wrote to Li Feng myself."

"This can be regarded as offending Li Yan to death. Now that something like this has happened, what kind of things do you think Li Yan might do under the pressure of a trapped beast still fighting?"

When Guan Ji heard Feng Yong's words, a look of worry finally appeared on her face: "What should we do?"

Seeing her appearance, Feng Yong smiled and patted the back of her hand.

"It doesn't matter. What kind of people are the Prime Minister and General Zhao? How can they allow Li Yan to stir up trouble? What I'm worried about is that Erlang may have to suffer more."

If the board doesn't hit him harder, how can he avoid the responsibility of losing the city?

It seems that the development momentum of the Xinghan Society is indeed going to suffer some setbacks.

Guan Ji sighed: "I didn't expect that Alang and Erlang could not escape the court's turmoil even though they were far away in Longyou."

Then he said with some guilt: "I am really ignorant. Not only can't I help A Lang now, but I actually have to mention this kind of thing to A Lang. That's when I realized it."

Feng Yong coughed dryly: "Ahem, Xijun, don't say that. In fact, I never thought of this part. It's still Si Niang, uh..."

"Si Niang?" Guan Ji's ears twitched and she looked over with piercing eyes.

"Yes, didn't Fourth Lady send letters in succession a few days ago? The letters told me some of her thoughts and asked me to pay attention to them, so I just thought of these."

Zhang Xingyi temporarily replaced Li Mu to guard Nanxiang, and part of the information on the Xinghan Society was also gathered to her.

After her analysis, she was able to predict and analyze the impact that the court turmoil might have on herself and Zhao Guang.

Feng Yong had to accept this keenness.

When Guan Ji heard this, she nodded, "Siniang...Siniang is indeed much better than me in this regard."

Feng Yong quickly coaxed: "Zhang Jiawen, Guan Jiawu! Si Niang is the queen's biological sister. It is not surprising that she has this ability."

"Don't say it's Mr. Xi, even I wouldn't have thought of it!"

When he first heard that Yuezhi City was lost, Feng Yong thought it was not a big deal.

In other words, the impact on Zhao Guang is not too great.

Because as long as those who know the inside story understand that the main responsibility does not lie with them.

But sometimes, politics is unreasonable.

Guan Ji glanced at him and touched her belly with one hand: "Don't worry, I'm not so narrow-minded. Even people thousands of miles away would be jealous."

Feng Yongqian laughed.

It’s great to be pregnant. Once I’m pregnant, my demeanor is completely different.

However, Guan Ji's magnanimity did not save Zhao Guang's fate.

Feng Yong's worries soon became reality.

A few days later, an official document finally came from Jicheng: Zhao Guang was transferred to the rank of general, removed from the post of guard general of Xiaoguan, and replaced by Ma Dai. At the same time, Yang Wanwan was also implicated and demoted.

This punishment was proposed by Zhao Yun personally, and the prime minister personally nodded, so it was considered very severe.

If Feng Yong hadn't been reminded by Zhang Xingyi, he would probably have fought for Zhao Guang.

But for Zhao Guang, who has been going smoothly all these years, this blow is probably not a light one.

"I think Alang should write a letter to Erlang to comfort him so that he won't have to worry about it."

Guan Ji saw the official document and suggested.

Feng Yong nodded, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a bad thing. Erlang has been too smooth in the past few years. It's good to let him learn a lesson this time to avoid suffering greater losses in the future."

Guan Ji sighed: "That's all I can think about."

"There is one more thing that Erlang should take care of."

Putting aside the matter of being demoted, Zhao Guang felt free this time.

"What's the matter?"

"The matter with Madam Huang."

Feng Yong looked at Guan Ji with a smile on his face: "Erlang is only one year younger than me, and Xijun is already pregnant. Erlang should also get married."

Guan Ji muttered: "Anyway, I don't like that yellow barbarian girl."

"Erlang can do it if he likes it. Madam Huang has helped us a lot. She has been recuperating at Jincheng's place in the past two years, and she should be almost done."

"If Erlang gets married to her, he can get a lot of help."

Although Feng Yong hates old man Wei, he has to admit that in his prime, he can be regarded as the second most powerful general of the Han Dynasty.

The old man Wei had been entrusted by Huang Zhong and regarded Lady Huang as if he were his own child.

Coupled with Mrs. Huang’s net worth...

Well, the former richest man in Hanzhong is not called him for nothing.

"Will General Zhao agree?"

Guan Ji asked.

"Erlang is not the eldest son, why don't you agree?"

Feng Yong said this is not a problem.

"This time Erlang was demoted from the rank of general and given a sinecure. What is Alang going to do next?"

"When he gets married, I will ask the Prime Minister to transfer him to the Qiang Protector School." Feng Yong sighed, "It's just that I finally found out that a cavalry commander has to be transferred away again."

"This Liu Hun is lucky."

Guan Ji glanced at the official document and said.

Zhang He's death was finally confirmed: he was hit by an arrow in the thigh and died of serious injuries.

The news reached the Han Dynasty, and the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was very happy. Liu Hun, who shot Zhang He with his own hands, was promoted to the third rank and was given the title of Marquis of Guannei and General Polu.

If this happens, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stay under my own sect, and I don't know where I will be promoted.

Liu Hun was personally recommended to Alang by Siniang, and now she is shining brightly.

Then I remembered that Liu Yin, who was guarding the street pavilion, was also recommended to A Lang by Siniang.

Feng Guanshi couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Feng Yong didn't think as much as Guan Ji: "I am already talented, but I haven't met Bole before."

No matter what happens to Liu Hun in the future, he is still his old boss, so what should he be afraid of?

"Bo Le?" Guan Ji was a little confused by Feng Yong's words, "Bo Le knows horses?"

"Yes, Bole knows horses." Feng Yong nodded, "There are Bole in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. There are always thousand-mile horses, but Bole is not always there. Liu Hun must be a thousand-mile horse."

In this world, those who stand out are not the most talented, but the luckiest.

People who are more talented than them, without their luck, would have died on the battlefield long ago.
Chapter completed!