It has always been like this.
Whatever Zhao Feng eats in the army, the soldiers eat the same.
At this moment.
Inside the grand hall.
Zhang Han, Tu Sui, and Li You were all present.
And in the hall, there was also a man in Yan state official attire.
He was none other than the Shangjiangjun of Yan state, Qing Qin.
"Greetings, General Zhao Feng."
Qing Qin clasped his fist and bowed to Zhao Feng.
"General Qing Qin is too courteous," Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
Zhao Feng found the name of this Yan general somewhat peculiar. Qing Qin, celebrating the Qin state.
If he were a war general of the Qin state, it might carry some meaning, but he was the Shangjiangjun of Yan state.
What would he do when Qin attacks Yan one day?
"My king heard that the general was promoted to Shangjiangjun of Qin and even guards Yunzhong City. He specially sent me to congratulate the Shangjiangjun on assuming this post," Qing Qin said with a smile.
"The King of Yan is too courteous."
