Golden Age Legitimate Fei

175. Awaken

Outside the courtyard where Mo Xiuyu stayed, Feng Zhiyao leaned against the wall and watched Xu Hongyu stepping out of the yard. The handsome and beautiful shackles were a bit more inquiring and vigilant. Now the status of Wang Ye does make him feel a little uneasy, but the same, Xu Hongyu's arrival has not made him and Mo Jiajun's generals more happy. It is true that the world knows that Xu’s wisdom is the best in the world, but Xu’s family has been as loyal to Dachu as the King’s House for many years. If Xu Hongyu came to the Emperor to persuade the prince, the relationship between the current status of Wang and the relationship between Xu and Wang Yu, Wang Ye may not be moved by Xu Hongyu. The generals of the Mohist army... do not want to see such a situation. Over the years, in fact, the Royals began to suppress the Mohist army when the regent Wang Moliufang was still alive. Over the years, the treatments of the Mohist army and the princes have made all the loyal and the generals of the kings angrily angry. The death of Wang Hao was naturally sad, but the series of orders issued by Wang Ye faintly let the Mohist soldiers see a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Xu Hongyu stood outside the courtyard, and looked at the phoenix in the corner of the corner and smiled faintly: "Is Feng Sangong waiting?"

Looking at Xu Hongyu, who was not surprised at all, Feng Zhiyao’s eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: “Mr. Hong Yu has worked hard all the time. It’s better to take a break and then ask Mr. Feng to ask for advice?”

Xu Hongyu smiled and shook his head: "The old man wants to have a cup of tea, don't you know if Feng Sangong is enjoying the light?"

Feng San smiled a little, and coveted: "So you are Mr. Hong Yu."

The two moved to the guest house prepared for Xu Hongyu. Xu Hongyu personally cooked a pot of good tea, and gave Feng Zhiyao and himself a cup of tea before they laughed softly: "What does the old man know about the worry of Feng Sangongzi?" The Yang Jian eyebrows, watching Xu Hongyu did not speak. Xu Hongyu smiled and shook his head. Looking at the appearance of Feng Zhiyao’s alert, he looked like a disobedient junior. He smiled and said: “Xu’s family... what can be done a hundred years ago, did Feng Sangong think that no one dared to do it in a hundred years?” Hearing the words, Feng Zhiyao’s heart was shocked, and his face’s horrified look was too late to hide and look at the refined middle-aged man. Suddenly, I found that the poetry of the poetry, which was supposed to be full of poetry, showed a sharp edge. This is a bit of a fascinating reminder. A hundred years ago, Xu Jia was... Xu Jiajia’s master suicide, and the emperor opened the city gate to let the emperor of Taizu lead the city. Although the Xu family in the day went to follow the former imperialism, but also profoundly let the world understand, Xu’s bones are never simple literati, loyal, weak, or windy, and even more The military commander did not have the decision and the hot. In the same way, the Xu family’s master, Jun Jun, was not because of allegiance to the great Chu, but to the war-torn people of the world and to leave a life for Xu, who is almost ready to be extinct. The consequence is that the only remaining young child of Xu’s family is fascinated by the fact that he has been on the stage of the 19th year and has become a famous name in the history books. The Xu family... exchanged the blood of the Xu family and more than 70 relatives for the respect of the world, the life of Xu’s disappointment and the prosperity of the Xu family after one or two hundred years.

If no one deliberately mentions it, in the eyes of everyone, Xu’s representative is the scholarly, talented and literary. Until then, Feng Zhiyao became aware of the fact that the Xu family also represented blood and killing, decisive and unintelligible wisdom. A family that has flourished through the two dynasties, especially the wisdom and determination required by its lords in the dynasty, and the sorrow is definitely not the sorrow of the ordinary literati. Xu family does not like bloody, but it does not mean that they are afraid of blood.

Xu Hongyu took a leisurely drink of tea and looked at the opposite face of the young man's look and laughed. No family that has lasted for hundreds of years is really compassionate, even if they seem to be, they have been trying to do it, but that is absolutely not true. Xu family just saw it too clearly, so it makes people feel incomprehensible. Just as they can fight for the battlefield in the face of the literati. Just as they can retreat to Yunzhou under the pressure of the Royals, they no longer care about the DPRK. Just like... they can slap the head of the monarch with their own hands and thoroughly understand a dynasty dynasty, just as they can bury almost all the people for the continuation of the family.

"Mr. Xu..." Feng Zhiyao took some uncomfortable tea. He said that he was smart enough, but he sat in front of this handsome Confucian, but he did not know what he should say. Or, he does not understand why Xu Hongyu said this in front of himself. Xu Hongyu looked at him and smiled softly: "I just hope that the old man can say what the Anmo army is all about. Xu family...and the king's palace is not an enemy." Feng Zhiyao suddenly looked up, some uncertain whether Xu Hongyu said that he understood That meaning. Just listen to Xu Hongyu and continue: "But... Feng Sangong... Is it really best to prepare?"

Are you ready? The phoenix is ​​stunned. What to prepare? The world is chaotic and devilish... Feng Zhiyao’s heart is slightly stunned, and soon he jumps up in his heart. Because of Xu Hongyu's words, it seems that there is something that suddenly broke the original layer of blurred curtains in my heart.

The world of the Mohist army is expected to lead the direction of the princes to lead them forward. Only those who know the Mohist army know that the most original members of the Mohist army have dominated the world. However, it was only because of the jealousy of the emperors of the dynasties that the ambitions of being dominated by the world were never realized. Not only that, the Mo Jiajun seems to gradually extinguish the ambitions of the past. And now... Are they really ready for the world? Wang Ye, who just lost Wang Hao, did make a war in the world, but more of it was to disturb the world, to retaliate against those who hated hatred and the attitude of the onlookers watching the drama. The prince seems to have no thoughts about the future of the Mohist army. Even if they rely on the Mohist army's squadron, they can get a momentary victory, but this situation is obviously not sustainable for a long time. Also... Wang Ye’s body is also an unsettled factor that threatens the Mohist army. The excitement in the original heart was unwilling and the hostility to Xu Hongyu disappeared in an instant without a trace. Feng Zhiyao could not help but squeeze a sweat in his heart. Respectfully looking at Xu Hongyu: "Please enlighten me. Since Mr. Xu has come to Fuyang for a long time, it is inevitable that he will not see Wang Ye..."

Feng Zhiyao’s words were not finished, but Xu Hongyu, who was sitting on it, clearly understood the other side’s wish to express it. He smiled and said: “Wang Ye did not understand it for a while, Feng Sangong and waited to see it.”

Feng Zhiyao smiled bitterly: "Wang Ye has been like this for a few months. When I blame Feng San, I didn't think of it... Thank you, Mr. Xu for pointing."

Xu Hongyu smiled and looked up at the first star rising from the horizon, and his eyes were far away. "The Mojia army has the selfishness of the Mojia army, and the Xu family also has the selfishness of the Xu family. The one of Chu Jing..." Xu Hongyu shakes Shake his head, no more words. Xu family has never been a fool of loyalty, not only for the sake of the world, Li Min and Liu Er, even for the continuation of the Xu family's centuries-old inheritance, Xu Jia will not support Mo Jingyi.

Mo Xiu was alone in the room for two days, and no one was seen. On the third day, Xu Hongyu was invited to talk in secret. Except for the two people involved, no one knows what the two talked about. Three days later, Xu Hongyu returned to Yunzhou in secret.

The next day after Xu Hongyu left, Mo Xiuqi came back from the room. Seeing the man strolling out of the door, Feng Zhiyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The ink repair in front of him is still pale, and paler than before. His eyes are still with apathy and ruthless edge, but it is less dangerous. Feng Xiaoyao knows that Wang Ye is finally a true calm. It’s down. The calming ink repairs regained the affairs that were thrown to the subordinates in the past few months, and ordered the decrees and the dispatch of the soldiers and horses in an orderly manner. The world of smoke and smoke, the northwest of the original lifeless, began to gradually restore vitality and vitality.

"The Qin Feng has seen the prince!" Qin Feng stood in front of the ink repair, a young face with a trace of light-colored scars. The temperament of the whole person has also undergone earth-shaking changes a few months ago. If the previous Qin Feng was a sword hidden in the sheath, now he is a sharp blade waiting to attack. In the past few months, the northwest border has left traces of Qin Feng and his unicorn. From the very beginning, according to Wang Wei’s order to intercept the 300,000-strong army of Xiling, the fire of Xiling’s grain and grass, and the news of Wang’s fall, Qin Feng and Qilin began to fight independently, and madly revenge the Xiling defenders on the border between the two countries. In just three months, the Xiling garrison, the three main players, the military camp two fires. Even the Imperial Palace and the Zhennan Wangfu, which are thousands of miles away, have not been spared. Although there was no major loss, it also caused the Xiling Emperor and the Zhennan Wangfu gray-headed chicken to fly. In the same way, the extremely high intensity and all kinds of battles have completely transformed all the unicorns into true warriors who have fought in battle. Now at the border of Xiling, the name Kirin is even more powerful than the Mojiajun and Heiyun.

Mo Xiu took a moment to look at Qin Feng, and he said: "You have known the performance of these days, what damage can you have?"

Qin Feng silenced for a moment: "Thank you for your concern. Three brothers are killed and five others are seriously injured."

Ink repair asked: "Can you know why the king is calling you back?"

"I don't know." Here, Qin Feng's tone is somewhat stiff. They are planning to go to the Xiling Imperial City to avenge Wang Hao, but the prince sent someone to order him to immediately set off to repent. This is not only his own unwillingness, but all the brothers are not happy. Almost all of them were taught by Wang Hao. If Wang Hao was killed by the King of Zhennan, couldn’t he hold them and have any face to see Wang Hao? Ink repair took a hand-pressed file and put it on the table: "Lei Zhenhao is not so easy to kill, and even if you want to kill him, how many people are you going to pay?" Qin Fenglang said: "Even if Kirin Everyone is killed in battle, but also to avenge Wang Hao!" Mo Xiuzhen ordered some of his files. "Take it back and see, I want to understand and see the king again." Qin Feng reached out and looked down at the file. The familiar handwriting, even the iron-blooded man, couldn’t help but watch the heat. He looked up: "Qi’s prince, this Wang Hao has seen it. The original Wang Hao planned to wait until the northwest war calmed down and began to execute..."

Ink repaired and looked at him. "So, you can do it?"

Qin Feng was silent for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Yes! It is not up to the glory of Wang Ye and Wang Hao."

Ink repaired nodded, "very good. These are given to you, this king only gives you a year, I want the name of Kirin to resound the world!"

"His subordinates!"

Ink repaired and waved: "Go, what do you need to find Feng San and Zhuo Jing."

"Yes, the subordinates retire."

"Yes..." Qin Feng turned around and did not go out. The voice of ink repaired from behind: "You go to Mohua, and there is someone in there who will hand it over to you. Mohua knows what to do." Qin Feng Nodded silently. After he came back, he had already seen Zhuo Jing and Lin Han. Naturally, he knew who Mr. Mo Xiu was referring to. There was a cold light in the middle of the scorpion, but I didn’t know if I was happy with the woman’s still alive or despised Mohua and couldn’t even kill a woman.

"Han Gongzi." As soon as he went out, he saw Han Mingyue, who was coming quickly. Qin Feng frowned and nodded and said hello. Because of the relationship between the glazes, the people who followed the glaze almost did not like Han Mingyue. Even though Yeli was still there, it seemed that the relationship with Han Mingyue was still peaceful. Han Mingyue looked at the change of Qin Feng, and there was a slight worry in his eyes. He nodded and asked: "Wang Ye is there?" Qin Feng nodded. "There is still something to do, let's go ahead." The back of Han Mingyue could not help but smile. These months, he was not very popular in Fuyang City. Although Mo Xiu did not drive him away, the people underneath clearly showed an unwelcome attitude. If you don't look at Han Ming's face, Zhuo Jing is afraid to throw him out directly. Han Mingyue never thought that one day he would have to rely on the face of his younger brother. But... he can't leave here. He didn't know what ink repair was thinking about? Obviously hate the drunkard but still did not kill her. Even Han Mingyue can see that although it is tormenting the Su Cicada, the ink repairing did not kill people, and even allowed him to visit Su drunken every few days. It is because of this that he is always unable to leave his heart. Sometimes he even thinks that it would be better if the ink repaired directly killed the drunkard.

"Repair..." Stepping into the study, I saw that ink repaired and sat behind the book and looked at what was going on.

Looking back, Mercury looked calmly at him, "What?"

"What do you want to be drunk?" Han Mingyue couldn't help but ask, he has already heard from Mohua, and today the drunkard will be handed over to Qin Feng. He doesn't know what Qin Feng can do, but intuitively thinks that the situation of drunkards will be worse than it is now.

Ink repaired a smile and looked up at him and asked: "Is it true that Su Dr. Butterfly feels that the king is not feeling for her?"

Han Mingyue was silent. In the past few months, the drunkard has not suffered much, at least too far from the prevailing attitude of the ink repair on the cliff. Ink repair even sent someone to cure her hand. Therefore, Su Shucai also saw that Mo Xiuzhen really did not want him. The reason why she still shut her up and let her suffer, but because the gas has not been done, there is still something to do. However, Han Mingyue knows that all this is just that Su drunk is self-satisfied. Since the singer that Su Sui Butterfly turned away many years ago, it has forever lost the ability to shake the ink, or she has never had it. Now, when the Su drunken butterfly is mentioned, the haze in the eyes of Mo Xiu’s eyes is even more shocking.

"You can rest assured that she won't die. At least... she won't die until October of this year."

Han Mingyue was shocked. "You...you are going to take her..."

Ink repaired indifferently: "It's what you think. If there is no news of Ari before October this year, the king intends to take her blood to sacrifice the mountain, just on the hill of Ali Cliff. Next year's words... It's the turn It’s going to Lei Zhen... What do you say about this idea? Every year, all the people who hurt the king’s Ari and the children until Ari returns...” or the world is completely dyed red.

"But..." Han Mingyue’s difficult road. Ding Wang Yu is already dead.

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Well... Ali soon appeared, and wood had amnesia! Nitrogen parents can't ask her to come back soon. She falls off the cliff with her child. It's not that she is physically strong and falls from the hillside. She climbs up and pats the ash and can run away~