"Housekeeper, I have already put the girl of the Beize family in the wing room with the people of Lao Qi, and you let Feng'er serve it. Prepare pheasant soup and let the two of them drink a bowl in the evening. After all, she is a yellow flower girl, so it's good to make up for it in advance. Mrs. Feng knew that Kitazawa Xiangling had the courage to run away from the marriage, but she was also afraid that she would run out after waking up. If there is a stiffness in the Governor's Palace, it will be a lot of fun. Madame Feng's ability to put the backyard of the huge Governor's Mansion in order shows her ability.

"Yes, ma'am." The butler replied respectfully. Then I got up and went to arrange everything. Mrs. Feng's motives are good, so no matter whether this thing is successful or not, with the filial piety of the young marshal, at most complain a few words! These subordinates are not necessarily, and now Feng Yong's prestige is getting higher and higher, higher than the old master Feng Delin. The anger is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, full of murderous energy. Fortunately, the housekeeper relied on some in-laws with Mrs. Feng's family, and Feng Yong treated him well. This is the only thing he is proud of.

"Xuemei, you go to the Young Marshal's Mansion to inform the young master, and say that the old man misses him tonight. Let him come over to accompany the old man. Mrs. Feng wanted to go over to see her son by herself, but when she thought of the three daughters-in-law who were not angry, Mrs. Feng became angry, and in order to be out of sight and calm down, Mrs. Feng did not go.

"Yes! Madam. ”

……………… The stability in the north made Feng Yong breathe a sigh of relief for the time being. This Mongolian strategy is a successful conclusion. The Mongolian steppes completely fell into his hands, and his power finally took shape. All that remains is to immerse oneself in developing strength, relying on such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity as a world war to accumulate strength and expand the troops.

"Population, population. The development of the Northeast requires population, and the development of the Mongolian steppes also needs population. It seems that we should discuss it with Brother Chuanxin. Large-scale migration of people to the Northeast is the best way to increase the strength of the Northeast. "Now the population of the Northeast is almost 20 million. And the total strength of the army is close to 400,000, and the ratio of population to army is 50 to 1. This percentage is already high. In the extraction, it will affect the development of society. Feng Yong has great ambitions, of course he will not do such a reckless thing. He wants to expand his territory and expand the army, so as to prepare for the grand strategy in the future, and the population will become a bottleneck restricting the development of the northeast.

Feng Yong looked at the map behind him, and looked across the Bohai Sea to the Shandong Peninsula opposite. Shandong is the hinterland of the Central Plains, and the North China Plain is the most densely populated place in China. Such a place is a place that Feng Yong has long coveted. To tell the truth, with the current strength of the Northeast Security Army, if he goes south, his achievements may not be lower than those of the Feng warlords in his previous life, but although Feng Yong is a warlord, and he is a big warlord, he doesn't want to have the fate of a warlord. And he is very patriotic in his bones. I don't want to give up such a great form of the north in order to climb to that unstable pinnacle of power. However, if the Northeast Public Security Army does not enter the customs, the population of the Northeast is too small, and even if fertility is encouraged, it will not be possible to develop in more than ten years. And let alone more than ten years, even a few years, Feng Yong can't wait. With just over a year to go before the collapse of Russia, he must step up his efforts to expand the strength of the northeast and lay the foundation for the future snake swallowing elephants.

"Forget it, don't think about it now. After being busy for so long, it's time to relax and have a good rest. Saying that, Feng Yong walked out of the courtyard, naked, and played a set of boxing techniques. Since learning this set of boxing techniques from Zhao Ya, Feng Yong began to be very uncomfortable, but as his body appeared qi two months ago, Feng Yong became more and more aware of the benefits of this boxing method. He didn't tell anyone about his cultivation of Qi Sense, not even Zhao Ya knew about it. Feng Yong is not a person who is sassy, and he will not talk nonsense about things that he is not sure of, after all, according to Zhao Ya, even if he is a martial arts wizard, he will not want to cultivate his sense of qi if he has studied hard for a few years. But Feng Yong did feel the sense of qi described by Zhao Ya. In his lower abdomen, below his navel, there is a small warm current in turmoil. And you can move with your own will. Wherever the warm current flowed, he felt comfortable. At first, the warm current was not under his control at all, and it was as weak as a hair. Often lazily coiled in the lower abdomen. It is only when you punch yourself that this sense of qi will move. After persisting for two months, the qi in Feng Yong's lower abdomen increased several times. And it has also become flexible from the laziness at the beginning. He was finally sure that he had indeed cultivated the qi that a martial artist could only dream of. Although this qi can't flow through the whole body with his punches, it can now flow in the upper body. This made Feng Yong very excited. This is a legendary internal skill! How could he not desire it. He didn't know that if his situation was known to other martial arts students, they would definitely study him like a monster.

After all, the vast majority of martial artists practice martial arts diligently all their lives, and they can't feel qi when they practice. It takes at least five years of unremitting hard work for talented people to cultivate their sense of qi, and it is unbelievable that a sense of qi appears after less than five months like Feng Yong's. If Feng Yong's martial arts training at the beginning was still for the principle of his own words, then his current behavior is to spontaneously immerse himself in it. I made a set of punches, and my whole body was refreshed. Just as he was about to go back to take a bath, his mother's maid Xuemei came.

"Young master, Madame, please go back to dinner in the evening. Madame said she made your favorite dish for you. Chunmei looked at Feng Yong, who was naked, and her pretty face was a little red.

Feng Yong nodded and said, "Got it." You go back first! After saying that, I went back to my room and took a shower, changed my clothes and went out.

Although her wives were reprimanded by their mothers, they only stayed at home for a few days in a dull state before they went out to work again. After all, Feng Yong has been nesting in the war room, and it is difficult for them to see each other, let alone work hard for their heirs. So when Feng Yong came out, the girls hadn't come back yet.

"Hey! It seems that it was a mistake for me to let them all go out to study. Make such a big home deserted. Feng Yong felt the quiet courtyard for a moment, and said a little speechlessly. He looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, trotted two steps, exerted his legs, climbed up the wall with one hand, and then easily flipped over.

"Young Master......" An exclamation came from behind Feng Yong. Feng Yong's old face flushed, it was really embarrassing that he was discovered when he climbed the wall for the first time in this world.

Feng Yong looked back and saw that it was his little maid Feng'er. Because the little girl has to study, she has been following Mrs. Feng.

"Little girl, it's you!" Seeing that it was Feng'er, Feng Yong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although this girl is delicate, she is not a talkative person. Feng Yong glanced at her and found that the little girl had really begun to grow up. Although the figure is not proud, it is already Xiaohe's sharp corners, and the delicate expression on his face is matched with youthful vitality, which also has a unique taste. Even Feng Yong ...... Feng Yong hurriedly shook his head and threw away the impure thoughts in his heart. came to this world and had three wives and four concubines, and his thoughts became even more dirty. Feng Yong habitually touched Feng'er's little head and kneaded her long black hair into a bird's nest. Then he said with a smile: "Girl, are you used to living here, if you want to go back to live, go back, anyway, there are many empty houses in the Young Marshal's Mansion." ”

"Really? Master, can I really go over and live? The little girl said in surprise.

"Of course, but you don't live well here, do you? Or is someone bullying you? Feng Yong couldn't figure out why Feng'er was so excited when she heard it.

"No, no...... Feng'er is the young master's personal maid, how can she just eat and not work like the young ladies!" Xiao shook his head and said with a small face, although he began to develop and his height has risen a lot, there is still a gap compared with Feng Yong's height of one meter and eight.

"Haha...... what stupid thing you girl is talking about. In the young master's heart, you are the eldest lady. Don't be a burden. If you have anything unhappy, tell the young master. At this moment, Feng Yongzhen regarded Feng'er as his sister. After all, with the heavier and heavier power on the body. Fewer and fewer of his younger siblings in this life dared to get close to him. Although he didn't care very much, the thought of those boys and girls seeing their well-behaved appearance made Feng Yong angry and funny.

A touch of shyness flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she didn't know what she thought, and her pretty face turned red.

"Alright, girl, I'll go to my mother's first! We're talking about something tomorrow. Also, don't tell anyone about me climbing the wall. Saying that, Feng Yong left with a smile, every time he talked to the little girl, it always made him feel good. The little girl may be his pistachio!

"Mother, what do you want to eat for your son today?" Feng Yong walked in happily, the war between the north and the west was over, his mood was much better, and the lazy character of the later generations returned.

Mrs. Feng saw Feng Yong's smiling face, and somehow her mood also improved.

"Of course, it's our favorite food. Now the kitchen is still preparing, you and Wei Niang have a good talk. Since you have been busy with military aircraft affairs, our mother and son really haven't had a good chat! "Mrs. Feng is 10,000 satisfied with her son. In her heart, her son is the best in the world, even perfect. As for not being able to have children at the moment, she has always stubbornly believed that the reason must be on those daughters-in-law, Mrs. Feng is not a person who is inflexible, and she has no objection to her daughter-in-law going out to work, but those daughters-in-law are busy with work and do not return home, so Mrs. Feng can't accept it. Feng Yong is in charge of the three huge northeastern provinces, would something happen without the three of them? What is more important now than the succession of the Feng family.

"Mother, it's the son who is not filial. However, the son brought good news this time, the war in the north is over, and my father will return tomorrow, and our family will be reunited again by this time tomorrow. ”

(To be continued)