Zhu Feng also looked up at her and said slowly: "Then tell me, who will decide if I and him?"

“…”

Nan Yan immediately closed her mouth.

At this time, it is no longer the time when anyone is more powerful and who speaks effectively. If she dares to say other people's names at this time, Zhu Feng can tear her alive.

So he smiled and said, "Is this still necessary?"

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "I asked you, didn't you just tell me?"

Nan Yan laughed dryly and said, "This is too numb to say it."

Zhu Feng lowered his face and said coldly: "I am asking you, who is the one who is the one who is in charge of Li Wushang? What's this called stingy?"

Just when Nanyan was forced to retreat by him and was sweating coldly, a voice sounded at the door, just like a life-saving straw: "Father, my son is asking for a visit."

It’s Zhu Chengjun!

Nan Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around and opened the door for him. Looking at her back running away as if she was running away, Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile.

But he immediately smiled again, and Nan Yan walked in from outside with Zhu Chengjun. The youngest son had just gone down to take a shower and washed away all the dust. At this time, he changed into a thin long gown, which showed his tall figure and thin skeleton. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't even wipe his hair dry, it was wet, and the sideburns were still flowing.

Zhu Feng immediately frowned: "What's going on? Why don't you wipe your hair clean?"

Nan Yan also said, "You are too disgraceful."

Zhu Chengjun reached out to wipe the water stains that were flowing down from his hair. He laughed embarrassedly and said softly: "Father, Mother, I forgive my sins. My son is just anxious to see the map of Yongzhou. Didn't the father teach me that whenever I go, I should first understand the terrain and people's livelihood here?"

Zhu Feng glanced at him: "What are you doing when you look at the map?"

Zhu Chengjun was anxious: "How can you fight if you don't look at the map? My father asked Erchen to bring Wei Ying and the others over, and escorted so much food and grass. Isn't it just for this?"

Zhu Feng looked at Nan Yan with a smile, and the latter sighed helplessly and shook his head.

It seems that it is really right.

This child came for this, and these two fathers and sons are really united.

Nan Yan had nothing to say, so he could only barely say: "No matter how anxious you are, you should dry your hair first. What should you do if you run over here and get a headache?"

As she asked the people outside to send a dry handkerchief, she asked Zhu Chengjun to sit on the stool and personally went over to untie his hair. Zhu Chengjun sat on the stool, his legs swaying, and said happily: "This is the first time that my mother has helped Erchen wipe his hair. It feels so comfortable, more comfortable than them."

Nan Yan looked down at him, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sour.

She really didn't fulfill her mother's responsibilities to this son. She was in danger when she gave birth to him. After that, during the years he grew up, he followed Zhu Feng and ran away, but the child was very enthusiastic and never got along with them. When he met again every time he parted, he became closer to them and cherished such a short time of time together.

So, Nan Yan gently wiped his black hair and said, "If you have the chance in the future, I will help you with some more times."

Zhu Chengjun said with a smile: "Okay."

After saying that, he turned his head and said to Zhu Feng seriously: "Father, I want to see the terrain here."

Zhu Feng had already sat back behind the table and heard him say lightly: "The sand tables only need to be found in the military camp. If you want to see them, you have to go to the military camp."

Zhu Chengjun pouted immediately in disappointment.

But he thought about it and immediately said, "But, I heard that no matter where my father goes, I will definitely make a map of this place. My father must have a place!"

Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng, but saw that he also looked up at him and said angrily: "Like you, everyone is so unruly."

Nan Yan muttered: "Why did you blame me again?"

Zhu Chengjun held the edge of the stool with both hands and looked at Zhu Feng like a stupid puppy: "Father, just show your son to your son."

“…”

"Father..."

Zhu Feng finally sighed, smiled bitterly, opened the cabinet behind him, took out a map from it and spread it onto the desk, and said coldly: "This map was drawn more than ten years ago, but the large section is good. Just take a look. If you really want to figure out the current situation, you have to go to the military camp."

While speaking, Nan Yan had already wiped Zhu Chengjun's hair dry. He immediately jumped off the stool and ran over happily.

Seeing the father and son lying on the map and talking seriously, Nan Yan shook his head helplessly.

In fact, I had known that this child's future path would be the road of a military general. Zhu Feng was born in the army. Even if he didn't move his sword now, the past was filled with golden swords and iron horses. It was impossible for his son to not practice martial arts. Although Zhu Chengjun was young, he was talented and destined to embark on this path. But now looking at this scene, he clearly watched his son walk over step by step. The softness in his heart as a mother was truly moved.

I hope he will become a talent, but I am afraid that he will be injured on the road to becoming a talent.

This is probably the conflicting mood that every mother will have.

Nan Yan looked at them for a while, and both of them seemed to have forgotten her existence. She didn't say anything, but wrapped the veil around her wrist, gently retreated, and then told Xiao Shunzi on the side: "Don't let the emperor and the King of Han be too tired, and send some sweet soup to cool down after a while."

Xiao Shunzi smiled and said, "I understand."

In the study, the father and son were standing by the table and looking at the map. Zhu Chengjun wanted to climb onto the table and carefully look at the map. While looking, he pointed at some places he had passed by with his fingers to judge the location.

Zhu Feng looked down at his younger son's serious and focused appearance. Although he was still young, he did not have the ability to reassure and rely on, but the aura emitted by the whole person reminded him of his self back then.

This little guy with a thorny head may really be as he expected.

Compared to the precious prince of the Tian family, he hoped that his son would become a person.

"This is the south of the city, this is the military camp, this is the steep north slope, and further south is the steep north town..." Zhu Chengjun's fingers were slashing on the map while muttering. At this time, his eyes fell to the west of the steep north town, a large blank area, and there was no standard on the map, and such places were often wild.

But after looking for a while, he asked, "Father, what is this for?"
Chapter completed!