Beijing, China, Marshal's Mansion.

Feng Yong rarely took a break to spend time with his family on a holiday. Several ladies also put down their work and took time to enjoy this rare family time.

In a gazebo by the North Sea.

Zhao Ya was dressed in a purple cheongsam, perfectly outlining her bumpy figure, and she did not let her body out of shape because of giving birth to a child. The delicate face shimmers with a healthy glow. From that small waist, no one can tell that she is the mother of two children. In Zhongnanhai in July, the scenery is a must, but Zhao Ya's mind is not on this, her eyes keep staying on her husband and children playing on the grass in the distance, and her face is full of happiness.

Across from her sat a beautiful woman in red. It is Feng Shaoshuai's second wife and Zhang Shouying, the eldest daughter of Zhang Zuolin, the chief chalk manager of the Government Council. In Zhang Shouying's arms, she held a boy who was only a few months old, this is her son and Feng Yong's second son, Feng Zhenguo. Because she has just given birth to a child for a few months, her figure is a little fat. She was wearing a Tang costume, not only did she not look ancient, but she looked plump and beautiful. It's just that now Zhang Shouying looked at the delicacies on the table and looked a little entangled.

"Sister Shouying, try this Changchun cake, which I specially asked the master chef in Nanjing to make. And I heard the master master say that the woman in this pastry will not gain weight if she eats a little. Next to Zhang Shouying, a grinning woman said.

"Hui Ji, won't you get fat after eating this?" Zhang Shouying asked expectantly.

"Of course, look at me, I'm not fat after eating a lot!" Tuoba Huiji patted her fatless lower abdomen and said.

Zhang Shouying gave her a vicious look, Zhang Shouying was very depressed about this. Among Feng Yong's several wives, only Tuoba Huiji in front of her will not gain weight by eating anything. Even if Zhao Ya in the small city of internal strength cultivation eats too much sweets, she needs constant exercise to digest fat.

"You can eat some, but you're going to practice with me in the afternoon." Zhao Ya interjected with a smile. Seeing that Zhao Ya gave birth to two children in a row, and her figure was so good, Feng Yong and several women pestered Zhao Ya to teach her to cultivate her inner breath. Of course, in view of the perverted method of vomiting practiced by Zhao Ya, Zhang Shouying and others all learned the method of vomiting that is more in line with the way of health preservation from the domestic green forest bosses. It's just that in terms of cultivation experience, Zhao Ya is a well-deserved eldest sister. Even Feng Yong, who has already achieved great success, is far inferior to her in terms of details. This is also one of the important reasons why Zhao Ya can firmly sit in the position of the eldest lady of the Young Marshal's Mansion.

"Sister Zhao Ya, I also want to study with you." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl pulled Zhao Ya's arm and said coquettishly.

"Sister Piaoxue, I think what you need to learn now is not martial arts, but how to be a female celebrity. Let me tell you, my husband likes ladies very much. Zhao Ya said with a smile.

Kitazawa Piaoxue's face turned red all of a sudden when he was said to be in the center. As the younger sister of Kitazawa Xiangling. She has lived in the Young Marshal's Mansion for more than two years. From the Young Marshal's Mansion in the Northeast to the Young Marshal's Mansion in Beijing, Beize Piaoxue has always been treated as a young marshal's wife. But this is not the case at all. Everyone in the entire Young Marshal's Mansion knew her thoughts, but Feng Yong, as the protagonist, never seemed to care. This made Kitazawa Piaoxue very depressed. changed his methods several times to attract Feng Yong's attention. But the results were unsuccessful, and Feng Shaoshuai didn't seem to be interested in her, a young and beautiful girl.

"Humph! How can the fifth brother like you, someone doesn't look at his body at the airport. A girl who is three or four years younger than Kitazawa Piaoxue said disdainfully, if Kitazawa Piaoxue belongs to the eccentric and beautiful girl, then the girl in front of her is definitely ****. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, his chest has already surpassed Kitazawa Drifting Snow. ..., compared with her, Kitazawa drifting snow is a direct tragedy. Of course, although Kitazawa Piaoxue's chest is not majestic, it is definitely not an airport. On the contrary, her chest and figure are extremely commensurate, making her whole person look more seductive, pretentious and cute.

"The airfield? You damn little cow, he doesn't like you and I definitely won't like you! Don't look at how old you are now! The whole little kid who hasn't been weaned! Kitazawa Piaoxue screamed like a cat with its tail on it, and at the same time fought back extremely sharply.

"Airfield!"

"Little brat!"

“―……”

The two girls fought for the wind and made mistakes, which made Feng Yong's several genuine ladies chuckle. But neither Zhao Ya nor Zhang Shouying had the slightest intention of stopping it. On the contrary, there was an encouraging look in his eyes. It's just that Kitazawa Xiangling is a little worried. She looked at her sister with some disgust. Although she is Feng Yong's official wife, and the people in the Young Marshal's Mansion call her the fourth lady, Beize Xiangling is extremely low-key. Plus, she's a few months pregnant now. The belly is gradually getting bigger, and I won't participate in this kind of boring jealousy. It's just that what makes Kitazawa Xiangling incomprehensible is that the lawless sister is very liked by Zhao Ya, and it is precisely because of Zhao Ya's support that Kitazawa Xiangling dares to go toe-to-toe with Zhang Shouying's sister, thirteen-year-old Zhang Huaiying.

Since Zhang Zuolin became the Minister of State, the Zhang family also moved to Beijing, and also lived in Zhongnanhai. But what gave Zhang Zuolin an unusual headache was that his second daughter Zhang Huaiying, who had always been gentle and intelligent, took the initiative to live in Feng Shaoshuai's backyard and announced that she would be Feng Yong's wife. You must know that Zhang Huaiying's current age is only thirteen years old. For Feng Yong, she is still a little girl who is just beginning to fall in love, although this little girl's chest is a little amazing.

For the little girl's declaration, Feng Yong's wives didn't take it seriously at all, but this provoked Kitazawa Piaoxue. Kitazawa's thinking is simple.

My aunt and grandmother haven't succeeded yet, and another opponent with hair has not yet grown to make peace. From the first time they met, the two girls became rivals, and secretly competed to add a bit of joy to Feng Yong's backyard.

On the grass, Feng Yong's eldest son Feng Dingguo is already two years old. Now he is able to walk on his own, babbling and babbling, but he can't speak lightly. The little ones of this age are especially cute

"Pap (Dad), hug!" Feng Dingguo looked at his sister Feng Chengcheng, who was always held in Feng Yong's arms. The little mouth pouted unconsciously.

"Dingguo is good, dad hug!" Feng Yong bent down and picked up his son. Feng Yong's figure is extremely majestic, and he has achieved success in cultivation. A few small children were as light as nothing in his arms.

For children, Feng Yong is very fond of them. After all, Feng Shaoshuai's mental age is not only twenty years old. Everyone knows that most of the older people are very concerned about family, children and so on.

"Young master, it's time for Cheng Cheng to drink milk. The eldest lady wants me to hug her! Feng'er looked at Feng Yong with a gentle face, and took the dissatisfied little guy in his arms.

"Babble, babble!" Feng Chengcheng, who had just passed his first birthday, stretched out his little hand, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with leaving Feng Yong's arms.

"This girl is really pestering, Feng'er, I'll leave it to you. Ay! It's really not me to look at children: a big man can do it. Feng Yong said with a bitter face.

"Flutter!" Feng'er chuckled lightly and walked towards Zhao Ya with Feng'er. Looking at Feng'er's posture of shaking the wind and supporting the willows, Feng Yong's concentration was a little restless.

"This girl, the fate is getting more and more attractive." Feng Yong smiled and withdrew his unscrupulous gaze.

In Feng Yong's backyard, Feng'er's status is very special, although he is nominally Feng Yong's personal maidservant, but the treatment is the same as that of his wife, and Feng Yong's love for her is also very obvious. After more than three years of study, Feng'er showed a high talent for learning, not only completed the middle school course in accordance with the regulations, but also studied some university courses by herself, the most surprising thing for Feng Yong was that the little girl didn't know when she learned to speak fluent English and German, and I heard that she was still learning French. I really don't know if this girl is born with a language demon. Thinking about Feng Shaoshuai's previous life, there were no fewer English cram schools, but English level 4 was still like a strong embankment, no matter how Feng Yong collided, he would not move. …,

Just when Feng Yong's family was enjoying the holiday, not far away, Feng Yong's secretary Li Yang looked hesitant and kept wandering around. It seems that there is something urgent to report, but I am worried about disturbing the young marshal's good mood.

"Secretary Li, the young master asked you to come over." After Feng'er handed over the eldest lady Feng Chengcheng to Zhao Ya, she walked to Li Yang's side and said.

"There's Miss Lao Feng'er." Li Yang is very polite, he has followed Feng Yong for more than two years, but Li Yang knows the status of this girl in his master's heart. Even though Feng'er's gentle temperament is very attractive now, Li Yang didn't dare to have the slightest thought, and he didn't even dare to look at her directly. Feng Shaoshuai's forbidden belly is not something that everyone can covet. What's more, in her current form, Feng'er doesn't know when she will become the young marshal's wife, and when the time comes, Li Yang will only be able to slap her. For a secretary like Li Yang, it is necessary to have a good relationship with the people around the leader, otherwise the people around the leader will not be able to withstand the wind blowing on the pillow one day.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yong calmly handed over his son Feng Dingguo to Feng'er and walked to the pavilion with Li Yang. Feng Yong's harem does not say that he does not interfere in politics, of course, each of Feng Yong's wives has their own field of work, and there is no leisure to mix with the country's chalk.

"Young marshal, just now the country *** came desperate information, the Soviet Red Army has leapt thousands of miles into Moscow, the tsar has fallen into the hands of the Red Army, and was killed the day after the city was broken. Now the whole of Tsarist Russia is in complete disarray. Li Yang said with a solemn expression.

"Oh? The tsar died. Which Soviet general did it? Feng Yong didn't care much about the life and death of the tsar, on the contrary, the death of the tsar would give him huge benefits. At the same time, Feng Yong's vigilance towards the Soviets was also very serious, and he was able to make such a decision and succeed in the end, and this person was definitely a general with a very good strategic vision in the Soviet Red Army.

This text is provided by the courtesy of the applicant