Beauty is sick

Feng Tingyu escorts Pei Zhe down the mountain.

It wasn't that he was being led by the nose by Pei Zhe, it was just that he had no intention of relying on the people from the caravan to force Yecheng officials to surrender. This behavior was partly to hold Pei Zhe, and partly to arrest Jin Lingjiu.He didn't see Jinling Jiu tonight, but when the city gate opened three days later, as long as Pei Zhe was escorted there and tortured, he didn't believe that Jin Lingjiu wouldn't show up.

Feng Tingyu didn't fully believe Pei Zhe's words, but it didn't hurt to gamble, as long as he caught Pei Zhe's love brother, he could coerce him to hand over what he had.

Pei Zhe was imprisoned in Feng Tingyu's mansion. It was said that he was imprisoned, but in fact his treatment was not bad, many times better than that of the people in the porcelain kiln.

Feng Tingyu didn't pay much attention to him, and Pei Zhe knew in his heart that he was probably busy trying to settle accounts with Xiao Chengming.

It was not in his plan to reveal the token, it was his last bargaining chip, Xiao Chengming's words affected his emotions to some extent, he was still very concerned about Jin Lingjiu's illness, and wanted to resolve the matter of Bai Huacheng as soon as possible, Then take Jinling Jiu to a place.

Feng Tingyu was going to release the people in the caravan three days later, but on the second day Pei Zhe was imprisoned, someone unexpectedly came to him.

Pei Zhe's "cell" is an ordinary guest room in Feng Tingyu's mansion. The room is fully equipped with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, three meals are delivered to the door on time, and there are five or six guards guarding the door.

On this day, Pei Zhe was practicing calligraphy in his room, when he suddenly heard movement at the door, someone was arguing, he didn't care, but after a while, someone broke in from outside.

The young man held a whip in his hand, and slammed it on the door, cutting off a large piece of sawdust: "You are actually from Yecheng, or an official, and you are the first to find Pei Zhe?"

It is Duan Xiheng, the ninth prince of the Fanbang royal family, and the younger brother of the current first prince of Fanbang.

For Duan Xiheng's appearance, Pei Zhe did not expect it at all. He used Duan Xiheng in the theater for a while, and never thought of this squeamish Ninth Prince again.

No, I almost forgot, when Feng Tingyu's mansion caught fire, he and Jin Lingjiu came over to join in the fun, and the two had chatted a few words about this Ninth Prince.

As soon as this was mentioned, Pei Zhe remembered what Jin Lingjiu had said. At that time, he still felt that what Jin Lingjiu said meant something.

——"The royal family, how can it be a fool who allows others to plan."

Pei Zhe looked at the man who broke in past a group of guards, and seemed to understand what Jin Lingjiu meant.

"Ninth Prince, long time no see." Pei Zhe swept the whip in his hand and smiled, "You don't need a sword today?"

The guards followed Duan Xiheng in: "Your Highness, the general has an order that no one is allowed to visit him. You should go back and don't make things difficult for us."

Duan Xiheng squinted at him: "Is it your general who has more power, or me, the prince, who has more power? The world is not yet named Feng. If you dare to stop me, aren't you afraid that the news will be sent back to the royal court?!"

The guards were stunned for a moment, they were the guards of this mansion, they had seen Duan Xiheng before, but Duan Xiheng had always acted timidly in front of Feng Tingyu, never like this before.

Duan Xiheng swung his whip, and slashed across the guard's face: "If you don't get out, my highness will kill you!"

A string of blood beads shot out from the guard's face, drawing a red arc in the air.

Pei Zhe narrowed his eyes, hiding the astonishment in his eyes.

Seeing that Duan Xiheng wasn't joking, the guard's face was full of horror, and he didn't dare to disobey his order, and hurriedly left the room.

Duan Xiheng walked to the table and scanned the rice paper on the table: "You let Feng Tingyu buy it?"

Their Wang Ting is not used to using such paper, like Feng Tingyu is full of people who fight and kill, they don't care about scholars and things related to them, and it is absolutely impossible to take the initiative to find these things.

Pei Zhe put his pen down: "The Ninth Prince didn't just come to see me, did he? I don't know why you've made such a big effort to break in?"

Duan Xiheng didn't answer, but read out the words written by Pei Zhe on the paper one by one: "The husband's wind was born on the ground, starting at the end of Qingping. The words are good, and it should be more beautiful when written with cinnabar. I haven't asked yet. What do you mean by that?"

He knew the words!

Pei Zhe was startled, and did not show anything on his face: "I am not the father, brother and teacher of the Ninth Prince, and I have no duty to teach you."

The implication is, I'm not your father, don't ask me, and I won't tell you if you ask.

Duan Xiheng's expression contorted for a moment, he took out a paper bag from his arms and threw it at it, and at the same time couldn't help cursing: "...Pei Zhe, you are so courageous! I came to see you with good intentions, and I brought you a paper bag for painting Zhu Sha, is this how you treat guests?"

Pei Zhe picked up the paper bag, stroked it, and threw it back into his arms: "Thanks to Miu Zan, I am very honored, what kind of guest are you, but I appreciate your kindness, please take it back."

Duan Xiheng: "..."

Pei Zhe sat down leisurely, rubbed his wrists, hadn't picked up a pen for a long time, and was a little tired after writing for a while.

It was afternoon at this time, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was warm, if Duan Xiheng was not here, he would have gone to bed and lay down long ago.

Duan Xiheng held a whip and pointed to his nose: "Pei Zhe, have you not figured out your situation yet? You are being imprisoned here now. Even if the wind and the rain stop you, it's useless. Your Highness can ask for a sentence. You'd better be polite to me!"

"How can you be polite?" Pei Zhe looked at him with a smile, completely ignoring the whip that was stuck on his face, "Your Highness wants me to make you a pot of tea, and then I will tell you about the Baihua City. Is it the past of the massacre?"

Baihua City used to be one of the three cities in Kyushu, and it was extremely prosperous. If it hadn't been slaughtered by Fanbang, it should be a powerful border city by the imperial court now.

Pei Zhe's sarcasm was merciless, and he laid out the facts, clearly pointing out that he and Duan Xiheng were in different camps, and had a national and family hatred that could never be reconciled.

Duan Xiheng's expression changed, and he withdrew his hand: "Then what are you here for now? Don't you want to cooperate with Feng Tingyu? Feng Tingyu is the main battle, and you want to kill all your people, don't you know?"

Pei Zhe leaned on the back of his chair and looked back at him calmly: "Didn't the Ninth Prince hear a sentence? There are no permanent friends in this world, only permanent interests. Similarly, there are no permanent enemies in this world."

Duan Xiheng stood in front of the table silently, as if thinking about his words.

Pei Zhe ignored him, secretly thinking about Duan Xiheng's purpose for coming here today.

"There are only eternal benefits..." Duan Xiheng's eyes were burning, "In that case, how about you cooperating with me?"

Pei Zhe raised his eyelids: "Is this different from my cooperation with Fengtingyu?"

Duan Xiheng frowned: "Of course there is a difference! Feng Tingyu wants you to die, but I want you to live. Feng Tingyu wants your land and wants to kill them all, but I just want to maintain the status quo."

Pei Zhe remembered the news he heard from Wei Duo before Baihuacheng.

The first prince of Fanbang is indeed not the main combat faction. Strictly speaking, he belongs to the neutral faction. The first prince's talent is not outstanding, but because of the queen's gain, he and Duan Xiheng are quite favored.

Pei Zhe thought quickly, and gradually came to a conclusion: Duan Xiheng, the eldest prince and even the queen all advocated not to go to war.

If his guess is correct, Duan Xiheng will appear in this Baihua City, not because of willful play, but to stop the wind and listen to the rain.

Feng Tingyu's influence in Fanbang is very strong, and it is inconsistent with their views, so there must be connections with other princes. If Feng Tingyu captures Yecheng this time and opens a gap in the court's frontier, starting a war will inevitably become the only choice for the Fanbang royal family. At the same time, the prince supported by Feng Tingyu will also have the qualification to compete with the eldest prince for the right of inheritance.

There are many turmoil in the court, so why not the royal court of Fanbang.

Pei Zhe secretly slandered that it is really troublesome right now.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Duan Xiheng was a little anxious: "Do you not believe me?"

Compared with Feng Tingyu, he really has no convincing confidence.

Pei Zhe made a gesture of invitation: "Don't be impatient, Your Highness, please sit down. Have you ever thought that if you rush in and say that you want to cooperate with me, you will be aware of your plan by Feng Tingyu?"

Feng Tingyu didn't care about Duan Xiheng at all, and let him stay in Baihua City. It seemed that he didn't know Duan Xiheng's real purpose of coming here, but after today's incident, Feng Tingyu would definitely become suspicious.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. I have my own reasons for going back. I came here today just to tell you that this is our last chance." Duan Xiheng was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't know if you and Feng Ting What kind of deal did Yu make, but I can tell you that you have no way to leave this Baihua City, and the captured caravan people will all die."

Pei Zhe's expression changed: "What's going on?"

Duan Xiheng said calmly: "Feng Tingyu mobilized the archers of the Wolf Division to ambush near Baihua City, preparing to attack Ye City in one fell swoop while opening the city gate. In front of the common people, he killed everyone in the caravan."

Pei Zhe's hands under his sleeves tightened instantly, and he took a serious look at Duan Xiheng.

The room was quiet, with a suffocating dullness, and the sound of the whip slicing through the air broke the silence.

On the day when the city gate was to be opened, Pei Zhe was taken to the walls of Baihua City early in the morning.

Feng Tingyu was beside him, and asked as he walked, "How is your injury?"

"It doesn't matter, General Feng's wound medicine is not bad." Pei Zhe was wearing a crescent white long gown, which was specially sent by Feng Tingyu, and he must wear it today.

Feng Tingyu raised his chin proudly: "Of course, you Zhongyuan probably don't have such effective wound medicine."

Pei Zhe smiled: "It's true, we treat each other with courtesy in the Central Plains, there are not many people like the Ninth Prince who like to use force to bully others, and they are rarely injured, and they don't need these things."

Feng Tingyu's smile slowly froze, and his expression became a lot uglier. Even though he couldn't understand the twists and turns in Pei Zhe's words, he knew that what Pei Zhe said might not be good.

Pei Zhe looked down the city, and suddenly asked: "How is the Ninth Prince? Will you come here today?"

"He won't come." Feng Tingyu looked at him suspiciously, "Why do you care about him so much?"

Pei Zhe turned his head and looked at him calmly: "I don't care about him, I'm just thinking about how to get revenge if I see him today."

The wind listens to the rain without making a sound.

Pei Zhe stretched out his hand, gauze was wrapped around his wrist, and it was faintly red: "How can I say that I am also an ally of General Feng, so you just let him hurt me?"

Feng Tingyu shrugged: "I can't control him, maybe you forgot that I am just an ordinary general, but he is the favored ninth prince in the royal court."

Pei Zhe said in a vague way: "It's nothing special? General Feng now monopolizes Baihua City and holds an army of wolf divisions in his hands. He will soon send his troops to attack Yecheng. Tens of thousands of lives are in your hands. Self-effacing."

These words were not flattery, it was better than flattery, Feng Tingyu's face softened, showing some color faintly.

The people in the caravan were brought to the gate of the city. They were yellow and thin, and all of them were weak. It can be seen that their life is not very good.

A trace of coldness flashed across Pei Zhe's eyes: "I didn't know that Fanbang was so short of food that he couldn't even get out his stuttering food. How poor he is!"

Feng Tingyu glanced at him inexplicably: "...I didn't short of your food and drink. If you mind what happened to these people, you might as well think about their status. Who will give preferential treatment to the prisoners?"

What he said was the truth, the imperial court and the Fanbang were in a state of confrontation, who would give preferential treatment to people from the enemy camp?

But Pei Zhe was still upset, wishing he could kick Feng Tingyu down the city gate. In his opinion, the people in the caravan were not prisoners at all.

The news of the release of the caravan members had already reached Yecheng. Because the caravan members were weak, Liu Xun would bring Yecheng guards to pick them up.

During this process, the people who listen to the wind and the rain will retreat to the position between Ye City and Baihua City, and the two sides will not meet face to face.

The long line stretched out from Baihua City, like a slow-moving ribbon, and was about to float to Yecheng in the next second.

Pei Zhe watched quietly for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and looked at Feng Tingyu beside him: "Why did you agree to back away? According to your personality, you should take the opportunity to attack, kill all of them, and then attack Yecheng is."

Feng Tingyu's heart tightened, and he frowned imperceptibly: "You seem to have misunderstood me deeply. I'm a person who keeps my word. If I promised you to let them go, how could I go back on my word?"

Pei Zhe stared at him intently for a long time, then looked away without commenting on his words.

It was Feng Tingyu, after Pei Zhe turned his head, he frequently peeked at him, wondering what he was thinking.

After the people in the caravan left Baihua City, Feng Tingyu pointed out, "Why don't you see your sweetheart?"

He couldn't call him "Brother Love", and he felt that Pei Zhe was tired and weird, and he would actually like a man.

A beautiful and glamorous face appeared in his mind, Feng Tingyu pursed his lips, and had to admit from the bottom of his heart that the man was born well, even more beautiful than the woman.

The fox's tail is exposed.

Pei Zhe smiled: "Why, you want to grab a man from me?"

Feng Tingyu: "..."

Pei Zhe looked at him critically, and clicked twice: "No, give up, you can't win me."

Feng Tingyu smiled: "How do you know that I can't rob you?"

He is eager to win, and he only cares about arguing with Pei Zhe, completely forgetting that he is fighting for a man.

Pei Zhe gave him a strange look, and said in a surprised tone, "So you really want to rob me of a man."

Feng Tingyu: "..."

Pei Zhe stood with his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "Is my love brother very good-looking? Tsk, I think he is also good-looking. There is no one more handsome than him in this world."

Damn it!Feng Tingyu was speechless, and he didn't really want to discuss with a man whether another man is good-looking or not, and how good-looking he is.

When Xu Shi thought of Jinling Nine, a faint smile appeared on Pei Zhe's face, as if spring water had just melted, although it was not obvious, it was heartbreaking.

"My brother Qing is good-looking, so he naturally likes people like him. May I ask, who else is more beautiful than me?" He said, squinting at the stiff expression Feng Tingyu, "Of course, it is not ruled out that he may have the idea of ​​retreating to the next best thing, but the difference between taking one step back and taking a hundred steps back is not a star. It's not my turn either."

Feng Tingyu: "..."

Taking one step back and taking a hundred steps back, he almost didn't turn the corner when he said such a big deal, can you just say I don't deserve it?

But judging from his appearance, he is indeed not as good as Pei Zhe and his love brother. Feng Tingyu is not a person who cares about appearance, so he is not ashamed to admit it.

"It doesn't matter how beautiful your sweetheart is. Sooner or later, he will marry a wife and have children. Could it be that you really think you and him can be together?"

He doesn't understand the friendship between two men, and Fanbang has a lot of masculine men, but in his opinion, it's all just for fun, and a man still wants to marry a woman he likes after all.

Pei Zhe snorted: "Why can't he and I be together? There are men and women in the world, so there are many kinds of admiration. Whether men or women, each has its own way of life. General Feng should not worry about other people's thoughts." Yue Nan and women, why not take care of yourself first. We have an old saying, "Dogs catch mice, if you meddle in your own business, send it to General Feng."

Feng Tingyu: "..."

Talking to Pei Zhe can make you pissed off, this is the only conclusion Feng Tingyu came to.

He stopped trying to talk to him, and focused on watching the distant team so that he could give orders.

Pei Zhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around calmly, looking for the trace of Jin Lingjiu.

He made an appointment with Jin Lingjiu, and he would hold Feng Tingyu back. Jin Lingjiu took the opportunity to pretend to leave Baihua City, and when Feng Tingyu came after him, he would work together to kill him.

Since ancient times, it has been said that to capture a thief, you must first capture the king.

The wolf master who is listening to the rain is not so easy to deal with. Instead of using all the strength of Yecheng and the Forbidden Army to confront the opponent head-on, it is better to find a solution from the root cause.

As we all know, the Wolf Division is the most powerful army under Feng Tingyu's command. Feng Tingyu's reputation today is inseparable from the battle of the Wolf Division. Yu Feng listened to Yu's command.

If you want to defeat the Wolf Division in one fell swoop and minimize casualties, getting rid of Feng Tingyu first is the best plan.

Pei Zhe took a deep breath to suppress the tension in his heart.

In Baihua City, where there are enemies everywhere, it is not an easy task to kill Feng Tingyu in front of the wolf master and guards. Even Pei Zhe can't be completely relaxed.

Duan Xiheng had previously revealed Feng Tingyu's deployment and plan to him in order to cooperate with him, which not only strengthened Pei Zhe's determination to kill Feng Tingyu, but also prepared a way out for what he did today. In case of failure, his and Jin Lingjiu's lives could be saved.

Pei Zhe is a person who dares to take risks. He has the courage to bet his life against the wind and rain, but he is not willing to let Jin Lingjiu accompany him in the adventure.It was not enough for him to find such a sweetheart who was prettier than himself, holding him in his hand and pampering him, how could he be willing to let Jin Lingjiu suffer even a little bit of injury.

The two had their own thoughts, and stood on the wall of Baihua City, neither of them spoke.

In Baihua City, a dark figure rode a horse, led a person, quickly passed through the crowd, and came towards the gate of the city.

"Martial law! Someone broke into the city gate!"

Shouts came from the gate of the city, and Pei Zhe and Feng Tingyu, who were in peace before, both moved, raising their hands at the same time and slashing at each other.

At the same time, the man on the white horse held a spear/spear, directly pushed aside the guards blocking the way, and jumped out of Baihua City in one fell swoop.

"You know martial arts!"

Feng Tingyu's face was gloomy, and he took a step back. In the short fight just now, he can roughly estimate the level of Pei Zhe's martial arts.

The strength of this person must not be underestimated!

Pei Zhe's body was pressed against the city wall, and he raised his eyebrows: "When you go out, you must have a skill, otherwise you will not be happy if you can't kill someone like General Feng."

As if hearing a big joke, Feng Tingyu sneered: "You want to kill me?"

There are all his people around, even if Pei Zhe knows martial arts, he can't defeat them all with one blow, let alone kill him, even escape is impossible.

"Hey, I was discovered by General Feng." Pei Zhe turned around and kicked away the rushing guard, and at the same time grabbed his knife, and attacked Feng Tingyu, "Today's weapons are not in hand, but with The blade of Fanbang is worthy of killing the lackey of Fanbang."

His moves are not fancy, and his moves go straight to Feng Tingyu's vitals, and he doesn't hide his murderous intentions at all.

Feng Tingyu is not someone who underestimates the enemy, so he quickly picked up his weapon and took his attack: "I wanted to keep you alive for a few more hours, but if you want to die, you can't blame me!"

The two knives collided, and the powerful force made Pei Zhehu's mouth numb, and he took two steps back. In terms of strength alone, he was no match for the wind and the rain.

Feng Tingyu succeeded in one blow, and took advantage of the momentum to pursue: "Pei Zhe, go to hell!"

The blade was bright silver, reflecting a glare of sunlight, sharp and compelling.

Pei Zhe dodged sideways, the knife almost fell from his shoulder and hit the city wall, making a buzzing sound.

No, he can't kill Feng Tingyu!

"Pei Zhe, jump!"

A high-pitched shout came from under the city gate. Under Feng Tingyu's shocked gaze, Pei Zhe supported the city wall with his backhand, and fell straight back from the city wall.

Feng Tingyu yelled loudly: "Shoot the arrow!"

The archers in ambush were ordered to draw their bows quickly, and tens of millions of arrows fell from the sky, stopping the caravan from walking towards Yecheng.

Jin Lingjiu held the rein in one hand, caught Pei Zhe who fell from the sky with the other, and pulled him in front of him: "Sit still!"

The rain of arrows kept falling between Baihua City and Ye City, blocking their way. Behind them, Feng Tingyu led the wolf division and quickly approached.

"We have to deal with the archers lurking in the dark first. The plan is not a success. I don't know what's going on with Wei Duo—not good!"

Pei Zhe's expression changed drastically, he wrapped his arms around Jin Lingjiu's shoulders, and rolled directly behind him.

Jin Lingjiu gasped for breath: "Pei Zhe!"

In the next second, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and a thin muffled sound rang in his ears at the same time.

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There are two changes in the evening, and the third volume is over.