The news of Yang Feng's return naturally could not be concealed by Cao Dazhong, Wen Tiren and others who were closely following his whereabouts.

Originally they didn't care, but when they learned that Yang Feng was going to board the boat and rushed to the front line of Relanzha City the next day, everyone couldn't sit still.

Cao Dazhong immediately rushed to the dock and stopped Yang Feng, who was preparing to board the ship.

"Oh, Mr. Yang, my living ancestor, you said you finally had time to stay there, why did you have to go to Relanzha again? Isn't there a truce there now? Why are you going back again?"

Looking at Cao Dazhong who was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, Yang Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "I said, Eunuch Cao, I am the Grand Governor of the South. Now tens of thousands of troops are still staying in Taiwan. I have been away for more than half a month. Can I feel at ease if I don't go back?"

"It is because you go back that I'm not at ease."

Cao Dazhong complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only whisper: "Marty, Your Majesty asked you to suspend the attack on Relanzha City. You have to wait for three or two months. After only half a month, you are busy over. How can you tell Your Majesty to the court officials?"

"Explanation, what else do they want?"

Yang Feng glared.

"What do those civil servants know? The key to fighting a large army is to fight quickly. The city of Relanzha is right in front of you, and you can take it down with just a little harder. But those shitty guys in the court asked me to stop attacking. If they miss the opportunity to fight, can they bear this responsibility?"

Facing the angry Yang Feng, Cao Dazhong, the admiral and eunuch of the Imperial Horse Prison, could only smile with him: "Marty, give our family another face, a month. If the court has no other orders in a month, I will ignore the situation of fighting against Relanzha City. Do you think it is true?"

"no!"

Logically speaking, Cao Dazhong has a good relationship with him, and his requests are not too much. It only took only one month to do so, so Yang Feng should give him this face.

However, Yang Feng did not intend to give anyone such face this time. There are so many bad things waiting for him to deal with in modern society, so he did not have so much time to spend here.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Old Cao, it's logical that we have been in love for so many years. When I first came to Jinling, I came to your career. But this time I really can't delay it for too long. After all, tens of thousands of troops were alone overseas, and anything could happen. I can't take this risk."

Seeing that Yang Feng was about to leave after he said that, Cao Dazhong was so anxious that he was about to stop him, when a burst of rapid footsteps came from beside him. Before the person could reach the urgent voice, he came over first.

"Mr. Yang, wait!"

The two of them turned their heads and saw that it was Wen Tiren who rushed over, and Qian Qianyi, who was running out of breath after him.

Soon, the two of them came to Yang Feng.

Looking at the two people who were sweating profusely, Yang Feng shook his head helplessly. Brother, it was only a few hundred meters from the dock to the deck of the boarding ship. You can all run with sweat. How bad is this body? No wonder the people use their hands and hands to describe these scholars. It’s really not wronged you at all.

Wen Tiren ran to Yang Feng and before he could wipe the sweat on his forehead, he asked anxiously: "Marty, I heard that you are going to Relanzha City again? Is this true?"

Yang Feng did not answer his question, but said lightly: "It seems that Lord Wen really cares about me. As soon as I was preparing for the merchant ship, so many people came to see me off."

Even though Wen Tiren was immersed in the officialdom for many years, his face was red by the strong sarcasm in Yang Feng's words. However, for him, the skin is like the cecum of later generations, and it doesn't matter whether he wants it or not.

However, Wen Tiren didn't say anything, but Qian Qianyi, who was behind, spoke.

"Mr. Marquis, the imperial court has already ordered the Jiangning Army to cease the war. Now it has been quiet for half a month. Now you are going to start a war again. Are you not afraid of destroying diplomatic relations between the two countries?"

"Suppress diplomatic relations?"

Yang Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, and looked at Qian Qianyi with a caring expression of mental retardation.

"Mr. Qian, are you stupid? You can even say such words? I really don't know how you got the Jinshi exam?"

Before Qian Qianyi was angry, Yang Feng continued: "The Dutch people's land is thousands of miles away. Now they drive warships and artillery to seize the territory of our Ming Dynasty, and even build cities in our Ming Dynasty. My Marquis leads a large army to restore the lost territory. Lord Qian, you accused me of destroying the diplomatic relations between the two countries. My Marquis would like to ask, is Qian Qianyi the official of the Ming Dynasty or the Dutch official? Are you not afraid of leaving a terrified reputation for doing this?"

As soon as these words were said, not only Qian Qianyi changed color, but even Wen Tiren's face became ugly.

What scholars value most is the reputation behind them, and what they like most is to be able to leave their names in history. However, if they leave a stigma for eternity, it would be a different matter. Even officials like Qian Qianyi are no exception.

Qian Qianyi's face changed for a moment, and then he said reluctantly: "Mr. Marquis, don't scare the officials. The officials are just implementing the will of His Majesty and the court. If you question the disrespect of the order, don't blame the officials for impeaching you!"

"Impeach this marquis?"

Yang Feng scoffed at this.

"Have you been impeached by this marquis in recent years? I'm afraid your comments are indispensable. However, if this marquis is doing the right thing, you are not afraid of villains. As for whether it is wrong to recover the territory of the Ming Dynasty, a hundred years later, it will be proved by this marquis, so you don't have to worry about this."

After saying that, Yang Feng glanced at the three of them, and never spoke again. He boarded the warship along the wooden board. Soon a voice sounded on the warship: "The Marquis has an order, drive the ship!"

"Catch it!"

"sail!"

Seeing the huge warship going further and further away, the three people who were staying there were peeking each other, Qian Qianyi stomped his feet for a long time and roared angrily: "It's not true, it's too unreasonable. As the marquis of the Ming Dynasty, he actually blatantly violated the will of the court. Isn't this a rebellion? I must submit a memorial to impeach him, and will never give up until he is impeached!"

Cao Dazhong glanced at Qian Qianyi who was twitching. What was surprising was that he did not look angry or angry, but instead breathed a sigh of relief. His whole body seemed to have become much more relaxed.

He shook his head and turned to Qian Qianyi and said, "Mr. Qian, we are just here to pass the order this time. After all, the order also said that it was to suspend the attack, and did not say how long it would take. It is rare for the Marquis of Jiangning to be able to truce for half a month. We should not be that evil person."

Seeing that Cao Dazhong didn't agree with his words, Qian Qianyi couldn't help but feel anxious. He had repeatedly promised the gentry in Xiamen these days that Yang Feng would be transferred back to the capital soon, but now he made this happen again. How did those gentry view him?
Chapter completed!