Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 122 A Perfect Match

Lan Yu laughed.

"General Lin is testing me. Well, I will analyze the current situation in the world for you."

Lin Feng was also very interested in this. He had been in this world for a long time, but had never come into contact with people or things outside of this battlefield.

"The current emperor's surname is Zhao Zhen, and his name is the second son of the late emperor. His eldest son is named Zheng. These two brothers are currently discussing the question of the throne."

"Discuss and communicate?"

Lin Feng asked doubtfully.

"Haha, this statement is a bit obscure. It means that they are fighting for the right to speak for the clan. Who will be the true emperor in this world depends on which of the two brothers has the more skillful means."

"Currently, the court officials have split into two factions and are almost uninterested in government affairs, causing the entire clan to be torn apart, each serving their own master."

Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

"Is General Lin's ambition solely to expel the Tartars?"

"if not?"

"I've observed that Qingshui County has a good harvest, the people are self-sufficient, the economy is developing, and all industries are poised to flourish. This is all thanks to General Lin's wise governance."

"Mr. Lan is so polite."

"Oh, I'm not being polite at all. This fully demonstrates that General Lin is not only talented in military affairs, but also a great talent in governing the country."

Lin Feng was a little impatient.

"Mr. Lan, please tell me your purpose. I still have a lot of things to do."

"Well, then I'll be frank. Prince Zhao Zheng is a man of great talent and a worthy emperor. He is eager to recruit talented people. He has heard of General Lin's great talent and ambition, and he is eager to meet him. He is willing to offer him a high position. General Lin, what do you think?"

Lin Feng then understood that Lan Yu was now King Fu's man.

This Fu Wang himself doesn't even know him, and he looks very unfamiliar to him.

"I wonder what this high position is?"

"General Lin is now a Wuwei General. He should be a fifth-rank official, but he has not been recognized by the court."

Lan Yu glanced at Lin Feng.

"Prince Fu wishes to appoint General Lin as the General of the Guards, a position of the fourth rank. As long as General Lin agrees, the appointment can be formally made."

"A fourth-rank official, a high-ranking official."

"Exactly."

"But how do we get this formal canonization?"

"Ahem, General Lin, as long as Prince Fu takes the throne, the position of General Wei will be legitimate."

"Oh, then it's not officially canonized now, right?"

Lan Yu nodded silently.

Lin Feng stopped talking and the two of them remained silent.

Lin Feng was thinking that he was just a captain of a thousand men with a thousand men under his command, and he was affiliated with the Zhenxi Protectorate Army.

Even a captain of a thousand men is trying to win over King Zhao Zheng. Doesn't this mean that his situation is a bit embarrassing?

Or is it that he is truly a man of great talent and vision, looking to the future, and realizing early on that he is a man of great talent?

Of course not the latter.

After a while, Lin Feng coughed.

"Mr. Lan, if... I mean, if Prince Fu loses the fight for the throne, would that be considered treason?"

Lan Yu smiled and said, "As the ancients said, a good bird chooses a tree to roost in. It's difficult to provide charcoal in the snow, but it's easy to add icing on the cake. General Lin, do you understand?"

"It's hard to tell who is the good wood now."

"Emperor Zhao Zhen values ​​civil officials over military officials and has never been very friendly to military commanders. General Lin should carefully consider this matter."

Seeing that Lan Yu's words were becoming more and more explicit, Lin Feng picked up the teacup.

"Lin will make a good relationship with you. Let's not talk about this matter for now. Goodbye, Mr. Lan."

Lan Yu knew that Lin Feng was being polite and considerate to him by serving tea to the guests.

"Okay, General Lin, take care of yourself. Goodbye."

As soon as Lan Yu left, Bai Jing came out from the back hall.

"Brother, General Wei has a high position and generous salary, why don't you agree to it?"

"High official position and generous salary? King Fu only gave him a title, but where is the military power? Where is the generous salary?"

"They said that as long as things are successful in the future, they will fulfill their promises one by one."

"Only the gods know whether he can succeed."

Bai Jing sighed, "Alas, this world is truly chaotic. No one cares about the affairs of the great clans on the border. Are we going to let the Tartars rush in and fight for the throne?"

"Don't tell me, as long as General Qin withdraws the government troops and Cui Yong turns a blind eye, the Tartars will really dare to charge in."

"Don't we still have you, Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng smacked his lips and said, "I really can't command an army of over ten thousand people."

Bai Jing sneered, "Brother, you could only command five soldiers before, but what about now?"

"That's true. Now I have over a thousand soldiers under my command."

"so..."

"Hey, you're aiming for something big."

"Brother once said, this is called lofty ambitions."

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, frowned and said, "Ignore others, we must first find a way to solve the problem in the border town."

"Think about it slowly, brother. I'll go see how the armor-piercing cone you designed is going."

Bai Jing turned around and walked out.

When she reached the door, she paused.

"Brother, I heard that King Fu is not a good person."

Lin Feng was lost in thought when he looked up at Bai Jing with a puzzled look.

"Ah, what did you say?"

Bai Jing shook her head: "Nothing, I'm going."

This armor-piercing cone was a sudden idea of ​​Lin Feng. He made the arrowhead of the crossbow into a triangular shape, and the arrow shaft near the arrowhead was hollow.

The front third of the arrow shaft is made of iron.

When the arrow hits the iron or bronze armor, the back half of the arrow shaft hits the arrow for the second time.

Achieve a double impact force.

Another one is a spiral arrow. After the crossbow arrow is fired, it spins rapidly in the air, using drilling force to achieve the purpose of breaking armor.

Lin Feng's own feather arrows were all made into this armor-piercing cone shape.

Of course, these two projects are still in the experimental stage.

The main problem is that the weight of the arrow shaft is not solved and the rotation speed is not reached.

Bai Jing was very interested in this, so she was asked to follow up.

Originally, Lin Feng wanted to study how to solve the problem in the border town.

Unexpectedly, there were so many people waiting to see him that even County Magistrate Cao registered and queued up.

At this time, sitting opposite Lin Feng was a person he had to meet.

A middle-aged man of about forty years old, his identity was the Tongpan of Zhenxi Protectorate, Chen Wenzhou, a sixth-rank official in charge of military personnel, civilians and lawsuits.

Chen Tongpan smiled and first praised Lin Feng for his great contribution in killing the Tartars.

Congratulations again to Lin Feng on his upcoming promotion to the position of Central Guard General, who will be in charge of two thousand soldiers and horses and will be of the fourth rank.

Chen Tongpan also brought from the Protectorate General Su Qian the gold, silver, cloth and other supplies awarded by the court, as well as wine, meat, food and other supplies to reward the soldiers.

Although the seal has not yet been officially issued by the court, the matter has been approved by the commander-in-chief of the Protectorate.

Lin Feng was considered an official military officer of the imperial court.

Although his rank seems high as a fourth-rank official, he is a military officer.

During the Dazong Dynasty, military officers were actually one or two ranks lower than civil officials.

It is almost equal to the status of Chen Tongpan in front of him.

Therefore, Chen Tongpan could sit in front of Lin Feng seriously, serve him tea, and chat and laugh.

"General Lin is truly a young hero. When the commander-in-chief heard about it, he was full of praise."

"Mr. Chen, your compliments are too kind."

"I wonder who else is in General Lin's family?"

"Oh, my father, and a younger sister."

"It seems that General Lin has never been married?"

"In such a chaotic world, I'm so exhausted from running around, how can I care about this?"

He had already seen Bai Jing standing aside, and his eyes rolled back.

Judge Chen clapped his hands.

"Oh, this is such a coincidence! The Commander-in-Chief has a niece who is the same age as General Lin. She is as beautiful as a flower, with a stunning appearance. She is one of the most virtuous women in the entire Zhenxi Protectorate. The Commander-in-Chief has put a lot of thought into finding a good husband for her. General Lin, such a good match is hard to come by in this world."

Lin Feng quickly waved his hands: "Master Chen, please stop joking. I am not worthy of you."

"How could it be unworthy? General Lin, you shouldn't underestimate yourself. Look, I've brought her birth date and horoscope with me. It's just the right time to exchange the engagement letter today."

As he spoke, regardless of Lin Feng's excuses, he took out a big red envelope from his arms and placed it on the table.

Lin Feng took a glance and saw a name written on it with a brush.