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Many townspeople gathered, looking curiously at the outskirts of the town.
Outside of Qin.
The na of Zhao Feng is the God of Slaughter.
But within Qin, Zhao Feng is the War God.
And in Shaqiu Hotown, the na of Zhao Feng is revered by everyone.
He has beco the benchmark for the military, and even for the million Sharp Warriors of the entire Qin.
Every ti Zhao Feng returns ho, it’s a triumphant return.
Looking at the hustle and bustle inside the town.
Zhao Feng did not reject it, he smiled slightly and dismounted at the gate pavilion.
In this hotown place.
Zhao Feng did not show too much majesty.
"You may rise."
Zhao Feng stepped forward and exclaid loudly.
"Thank you, Senior General."
Each of the thousand Prefecture Soldiers replied excitedly.
"Everyone worked hard to protect Sha Village."
"Today I return."
"I cannot neglect the rits of all the soldiers’ protection."
Zhao Feng smiled, then turned to Zhang Ming.
"Set up a banquet in the barracks."
"Enough wine and at."
"This rewards all the soldiers." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
"As you command."
Zhang Ming imdiately responded.
"Thank you for the generous gift, Senior General."
The thousand Prefecture Soldiers shouted in unison, even more excited.
Being given wine and at by the current Senior General is an honor.
"Having just returned, I will first go back to the residence." Zhao Feng smiled, then mounted his horse.
Heading towards the town.
To the surrounding fellow villagers, Zhao Feng also nodded slightly.
Very soon.
He arrived in front of the residence.
Xia Dong’er was already waiting at the door.
"Mother."
Seeing his mother again after so long, Zhao Feng’s face was full of thoughts of longing.
"Ah." Xia Dong’er nodded gently, her gaze carefully examining Zhao Feng as before.
A son travels a thousand miles, his mother worries.
Even though Zhao Feng is now in a high position.
This has never changed.
In Xia Dong’er’s eyes, Zhao Feng is always her son, regardless of identity.
"Co down."
Zhao Feng turned his head towards the carriage.
First ca Wang Yan holding Zhao Wu.
Then Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling quickly ran down.
"Grandmother."
"We are back."
"Grandmother..."
The two little ones called out especially sweetly, each hugging Xia Dong’er.
They were so happy.
"Qi’er, Ling’er."
"Grandmother missed you so much."
"It’s good that you’re back."
Xia Dong’er was also extrely happy to hug her two grandsons.
"Mr. Wu."
Seeing Mr. Wu off to the side, Zhao Feng imdiately called out, offering a junior’s salute.
Wu Lizheng imdiately stepped forward to support him.
"Good lad."
"I’ve heard of your battle achievents in Wei."
"One battle conquered Wei."
"Remarkable."
Seeing Zhao Feng, Wu Lizheng was also incredibly excited, giving Zhao Feng a thumbs-up.
As an old soldier.
Such battle results are worth his excitent.
"I’m glad you’re happy." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
"Mother."
Wang Yan also called out once.
Only then did Xia Dong’er turn away from her two grandsons, looking toward Wang Yan.
Upon seeing her.
Xia Dong’er imdiately walked over quickly.
"Gave birth?"
"Boy or girl?" Xia Dong’er ca forward, looking at her little grandson.
"Mother, it’s a boy." Wang Yan replied tenderly.
"A boy is good."
"Soon our Zhao Family will flourish." Xia Dong’er smiled happily.
Her already charming face looked even more beautiful.
"Mother."
"This ti, it’s not just who gave birth."
"Another younger daughter-in-law gave you a granddaughter." Wang Yan smiled softly and turned to look behind her.
Xia Dong’er’s gaze followed.
The image of Wu Yang holding Zhao Pan ca into view.
"I pay respects to mother-in-law."
Wu Yang walked forward, bowing to Xia Dong’er.
"Feng’er."
"Aren’t you going to introduce her to ?" Xia Dong’er asked with a smile.
"Princess Yan, Wu Yang." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
Xia Dong’er nodded and approached warmly: "Since you’ve entered the Zhao Family, you’re now one of my daughters-in-law."
"Thank you, mother." Wu Yang nodded repeatedly, much of her inner anxiety disappeared.
"Have the two children been nad?" Xia Dong’er looked at Zhao Feng and asked.
"The boy is nad Zhao Wu."
"It was nad by the current Great King."
"The girl is nad Zhao Pan, I chose it." Zhao Feng replied with a smile.
"Nad by the Great King?"
Xia Dong’er was visibly surprised, but a hint of joy flickered in her eyes.
"Yes." Zhao Feng nodded.
"Mother."
"The day my daughter-in-law gave birth, the Great King even personally waited outside."
"He really values my husband." Wang Yan said tenderly, with a natural sense of pride in her words.
"That’s good." Xia Dong’er also nodded with a smile.
"Don’t stand outside the door, so many people are watching."
"Let’s go inside and talk."
Zhao Feng glanced behind him, many people were watching curiously.
The group of people walked into the residence.
Sitting in the small courtyard of the once small ho.
Zhao Feng looked at his mother and smiled: "Mother, this ti coming back, I feel you have changed."
Xia Dong’er was surprised and then asked: "Changed how?"
However, deep down she was sowhat nervous.
As if afraid he might find out her connection with Ying Zheng.
"Previously, mother, you used to cover your face with your hair, afraid for others to see, but this ti, you’ve actually tied your hair neatly."
"At first glance, a stunning beauty indeed." Zhao Feng said with a smile, his words as honeyed as ever.
Upon hearing this.
Xia Dong’er also glanced at Zhao Feng with slight annoyance: "You, Feng’er, are even teasing your mother."
"I didn’t misspeak."
"When mother tidies up, she’s simply a beauty." Zhao Feng said earnestly.
Since childhood, Zhao Feng considered his mother exceptionally beautiful.
Now, not yet forty, even more so.
In Zhao Feng’s heart, his mother is the most beautiful in the world.
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