I got up again

Xu Zigui was very sad, she really wanted to participate in the martial arts conference.

In this way, she is the only chance to participate in both the martial arts conference and the literary conference.

But General Yu looked so pitiful, his tearful eyes made people feel distressed.

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Xia agreed to General Yu's request.

She patted Yu Shu on the shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, I won't participate."

Yu Shu heaved a sigh of relief, she finally didn't have to see her teacher's head pierced anymore.Into the soil.

Looking at the woman's familiar face, Yu Shu had mixed feelings.

Jiang Feng had already shared the video with Ye Yu and the others, while he smiled and hooked Zhao Wenjing's shoulder and stepped aside.

Zhao Wenjing squinted at her, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"You are so arrogant." Jiang Feng was shocked.

Zhao Wenjing raised his chin, "I know what you will say, so go ahead."

Jiang Feng said hastily, "Are you sure about me?"

Zhao Xiang let out a heck, "I didn't do anything to you, and I didn't serve you at that time."

Jiang Feng: "...you owe me so much."

For Zhao Wenjing, it was difficult for Jiang Feng to feel overwhelmed by his IQ, but he was easily led by her nose.

But as Zhao Xiang said, Jiang Feng really wouldn't do anything to her, because Zhao Xiang really couldn't be considered a betrayal.

Although it caused quite a lot of consequences, it was Yu Shu who should trouble her. Jiang Feng could only put on small shoes for her at most, bully her a few times and it would be over.

But the problem is, Zhao Xiang is in peace.

With so much confidence, Jiang Feng couldn't even bully her.

Jiang Feng was very angry when his temper was eaten to death by Zhao Xiang.

Seriously staring at her, the woman in Tsing Yi has a thin figure, and there is even a kind of mockery in her dark eyes, her whole person is simply beyond description.

Jiang Feng came up in a rage, "Zhao Wenjing, are you so arrogant that you are not afraid that I will kill the donkey in the future?"

Ye Yu had already finished watching the video, and now he looked over calmly.

Xu Zigui's spirit was shaken, and he finally jumped out of Zhenbeihou's arms, pricked up his ears and listened to the gossip.

Zhao Xiang shook off Jiang Feng's hand lightly, "Then I must be useless."

"An excellent strategist should make himself useful at all times and not be dismissed."

The sarcasm in her eyes couldn't be concealed, "Wouldn't it be more interesting if you can't understand me and can't kill me?"

Ye Yu was shocked, why did Zhao Wenjing go crazy?

She couldn't compete with her, and started to find another way?

Jiang Feng didn't understand what she meant for a while, but Zhao Wenjing was synonymous with rebellion in her eyes since childhood, so it's not surprising.

In other words, the object of rebellion changed from her grandfather, who was secular, to Jiang Feng, that's all.

It's just that compared to Li Qingming and Yu Shu, as a literati, Zhao Wenjing is much more difficult to serve.

Although Yu Shu is smart, he is extremely loyal in his heart, and has the bottom line that a scholar should die for his confidant.

But literati...

God knows what they are thinking.

If it wasn't for various reasons, Jiang Feng wouldn't even dare to trust Ye Yu completely.

Oh, Xu Zigui doesn't count.

She is stupid.

She is not a literati.

No literati is smart, and no warrior can fight, well, you are indeed a little fool.

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Jiang Feng blinked, and suddenly became interested, "Well, I want to see the power of Wenjing."

"It's a lot of fun to fight with others." Jiang Feng's expression of interest made Yu Shu and the two of them look sideways again.

They looked blank, feeling that their three views had been challenged.

How can the subordinates and the lord be furious, the lord is not only not angry, but also has a very excited expression on his face.

Jiang Feng found it very interesting.

It's so boring that all the subordinates are obedient, even the game has to be a little bit more difficult, too simple and it's not fun.

Zhao Wenjing's size and length are just right.

Ye Yu was silent for a while, then asked sharply, "Did something happen that I don't know about?"

Jiang Feng cut the long story short, "Wen Jing has a body."

Ye Yu blinked blankly.

Jiang Feng: "Mr. Shili is her trumpet."

Ye Yu understood this sentence, her eyes widened.

Jiang Feng: "She is the first assistant disciple, she is the head of the Saint Academy, she is the person who deceives others, and she is the same as Ping Tianxia."

Zhao Wenjing took out a folding fan out of nowhere, shook it lightly, nodded with a smile, "Xiaosheng is being polite here."

Jiang Feng's breath was stagnant, and he said, "Winter is here, and you look like you with kidney deficiency, and you still have a fan? You will be frozen to death."

Zhao Xiang squinted at her, "Life and death are insignificant, if you don't accept it, do it, isn't that what you said?"

She shook the folding fan again, "I don't know which shameless person brought the folding fan to the academy on a snowy day, arty."

Jiang Feng: "You fart, I just want to see which idiots will imitate my arty in winter, and then laugh at them fiercely."

"Unfortunately, there are many such bastards in your academy."

Zhao Wenjing stopped talking.

Because what Jiang Feng said was right, this kind of bastard really belonged to her academy.

After successfully suppressing Zhao Wenjing for three seconds, Jiang Feng was happy, "Ayu, you can't do it, this guy Zhao Wenjing has leveled the world, shouldn't you work harder?"

Seeing Jiang Feng's eyes, Ye Yu's face darkened successfully, "Yes, I can't."

Jiang Feng cueed this cue and that, "Zigui, you just caught up with them, and Wen Jing successfully sneaked away again, how about you?"

"When will you level the world? I'm still waiting for you to become a saint and give me a hand?"

"Gou Fugui, don't forget each other!" Jiang Feng shook his voice.

Ye Yu: "..."

Zhao Wenjing: "..."

Yu Shu: "..."

A certain Li surnamed eavesdropped on the crowd: "..."

Xu Xia: "...?"

She held back and said, "But, I only govern the country, and now I don't want to upgrade, I want to play."

"Such as driving a new car and getting a newcomer." Xu Xia shook his voice.

Zhao Wenjing was curious, and snapped his folding fan away, "A new car? How?"

Xu Xia seemed to have found a like-minded fellow Taoist, and dragged Zhenbeihou over.

Yu Shu's smile froze on his face, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jiang Feng finally got serious, "After watching the video, what do you think?"

Ye Yu was silent for a while before saying, "Talking while walking."

Jiang Feng glanced at it casually, "Why are you going? Jiang Li, move the table and two trees."

Jiang Li had a hard time, moving the table was easy, but the tree...?

What tree to move?

How big?

Where?

Xu Zigui's ears perked up, "I will do this, I will!"

Yu Shu took a deep breath, and in the next minute, she was fortunate to see her mentor's mighty and heroic posture.

"Hey hey hey hey..."

The blood-clothed woman walked forward with a big tree on her shoulders, and her face, which had not been washed for a long time, was once again stained with dust.

Yu Shu only felt dizzy for a while, and walked into the house without saying a word.

She was afraid that if she stood outside again, she would not be able to carry it.

Zhao Wenjing was silent for a while, and finally couldn't hold it back, and said angrily, "You dug up the millet that I planted!!!"

Xu Xia looked over innocently, "Borrow it and use it, and I'll plant it back for you later?"

Zhao Xiang's cheeks twitched.

Yu Shu successfully sat down behind his desk, and his tight heart finally relaxed. Hearing their conversation at this moment, he couldn't help but want to laugh again.

I don't know why, the atmosphere here in Jiang Feng is always easy to go wrong, which makes people want to laugh.

Jiang Feng sat without moving, why not use free labor?

Seeing Xu Zigui planting the two trees in alignment, just to block Jiang Feng and the others' heads, Jiang Feng praised, "Zigui did a great job."

Xu Xia returned with a bright smile.

The two-in-one kind.

The blood-clothed woman's face was also torn out by her into a difficult smile.

I don't know if Zhenbeihou is still conscious, if so, he must be very desperate now.

Even if he worked hard for the first emperor, he might not be as out of character as he is now.

When she was conscious, she was the Marquis of Zhenbei and General Zhenbei on the side of Megatron.

Now... don't mention it.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Feng was full of sympathy for her.

Zhao Xiang rolled her eyes, and said maliciously, "Actually, a few days ago, I took a fancy to some strange rocks on Qingming Mountain, and a very beautiful welcoming pine..."

Xu Xia showed a bright smile, "I'll help you move it!"

The window was pushed open, and Yu Xiaoshu's head appeared in the window, resting her head on the table, her beautiful eyes just looked at Zhao Wenjing without blinking.

Mingming's face was pale, but she looked at Zhao Wenjing in the same way that a large beast ready to hunt looks at its prey at any time, very oppressive.

Jiang Feng coughed dryly, "Remind me again, Marquis Zhenbei is Yu Shu's mentor."

Zhao Xiang gave Yu Shu a provocative look, "What's the matter?"

Where the eyes of the two met, there seemed to be sparks flying.

Jiang Feng wasn't worried about the two of them, anyway, they weren't easy losers, so let's quarrel, the lord is watching a show.

Xu Xia controlled Zhenbeihou and sat down together. Jiang Feng glanced at it and found that the core was complete.

"Yuanzhi should be over there, right?"

Jiang Feng said, "Let Lu Xiu take over her job later, and let her go north as soon as possible."

Zhao Wenjing calmly took the teapot from Jiang Li, poured himself a cup, and took a sip.

Ye Yu nodded, "That's the way it should be."

Jiang Feng looked at Li Qingming's window, "Qingming, open the window to breathe."

No movement.

"Jiang Li, open her window."

"promise."

When the window was opened, the woman had no choice but to sit up from the bed, imitating Yu Shu, and sat at the table with a meticulous posture.

Jiang Feng: "Add a cushion to her back."

Yu Shu's eyes temporarily moved away from Zhao Wenjing and looked at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng followed the good advice, "Add one to Yu Shu."

She turned her head and looked at Ye Yu, "This time I entered the imperial mausoleum, if Qingming hadn't blocked me with her body, I would have been seriously injured."

A strange look flashed across Ye Yu's eyes, and his eyes softened when he looked at Li Qingming, "General Li has worked hard."

Li Qingming looked at her expressionlessly.

Ye Yu also understood her character to some extent, so he didn't care about it.

Jiang Feng looked at Ye Yu, "I have gained a lot this time, and the biggest gain should be the late emperor."

"He is in the imperial mausoleum, he is not dead."

After a pause, Jiang Feng looked into Ye Yu's eyes, "I'm [-]% sure that the culprit who hurt you is him."

"It was he who slaughtered Pingling."

"He even did a lot of things that angered people."

Zhao Wenjing just started watching the video at this time, she watched it unhappily, pausing from time to time on her white knuckles, watching the details carefully.

Jiang Feng: "What do you see?"

Zhao Wenjing: "This imperial mausoleum is really badly built."

"No taste at all."

Jiang Feng: "...Oh."

Zhao Wenjing: "Since this is the Marquis of Zhenbei, is there anyone else with him?"

Jiang Feng thought for a while, then subconsciously looked at Yu Shu.

"Marquis of Lantian, Marquis of Dingguo." Yu Shu said.

Zhao Wenjing: "Don't you think this news is worth telling the current Marquis of Lantian and Marquis of Dingguo?"

She raised the video in her hand, "This is the evidence."

"Ask your god to make a few more copies, I want to use them." She said without hesitation.

Jiang Feng: "...God, my god."

"But Ji Xiaoan is indeed my superman." Jiang Feng said again with a smile.

"Are you going to show the first assistant?"

Zhao Xiang tapped her forehead subconsciously with her slender knuckles, "I should show it to her, but after Lantianhou and Dingguohou have finished reading it."

"If you don't show it to her, if she is too old to react, it will be for nothing."

Jiang Feng: "..."

Zhao Xiang's eyes flickered, "I'm afraid there are not only these few people in there, right?"

Jiang Feng: "Of course more than that."

Zhao Xiang: "Then..."

Jiang Feng showed a pure and kind smile, "What a suitable opportunity for literary and martial arts, I want to invite everyone to watch a good show."

"You should talk to your teacher first, so that she is too old to react."

"The shit pot of the empire can't be fried yet, it has to be covered, and I'll talk about it when I grow up."

She smiled maliciously again, "I don't know how many literati in the empire who are loyal to the royal family will have their literary hearts damaged and their cultivation base regressed."

Ye Yu shook her head, "During the reign of the first emperor, many people's hearts have been broken. Few people who were born later are loyal to the royal family."

"At least far inferior to Zhang Wuchao."

Emperor Zhang Wu, the predecessor of Chongde, has no heir.

Chongde is the successor of the clan.

Jiang Feng raised his fingers, "So, no matter how well the predecessors did, as long as you meet a prodigal son, you have to finish everything."

Everyone looked at her without speaking.

Jiang Feng looked at Yu Shu, "Heal your wounds first, and you're almost done. Hurry up and arrest Jiang Mo and educate him."

Yu Shu nodded, "I see."

Jiang Feng: "There's nothing serious going on in Nanzhou now, the main thing is the literary and martial arts meeting."

"Wen will choose an auspicious day, and we can start."

"When the time comes, you all have to play," Jiang Feng rolled his eyes again, "Invite Mr. Mingde and the others."

"It's enough to govern the country," Jiang Feng was worried again, "But in terms of the Qi family, I don't seem to have any advantages?"

She looked at Zhao Wenjing again and stopped talking.

Zhao Xiang lifted her eyelids, and the thief gave her a provocative look, before saying, "I dare to pull someone, do you dare to use it?"

Jiang Feng: "Why don't I dare?"

Zhao Xiang: "Okay, when I turn around, I will bring all my senior sisters and senior brothers and sisters here."

"The Zhao family still has some family friends, and most of them have hidden a few outstanding children at home." Zhao Xiang was obviously a little excited, a kind of excitement that wanted to deceive people, "Because of the emperor, most of them have not yet entered official positions."

"It's just that I can call people, but can you keep them?" Zhao Wenjing's dark eyes were very provocative.

Jiang Feng chuckled, "You can tell by looking at mine."

Zhao Xiang tilted her head, "Oh? You're not going to squeeze me again, are you?"

Jiang Feng: "You only need to suppress them at the end of the Wenhui, and you don't need to do anything else."

Zhao Xiang raised her eyes slightly, "We'll wait and see."

She was a little curious.

Jiang Feng's thoughts have always been unrestrained, like an inexhaustible treasure mountain, making people wonder what she is hiding.

Jiang Feng looked at Ye Yu, "A literati, can I not understand?"

Ye Yu blinked, "Oh? What do you know?"

Jiang Feng said indifferently, "Two words, forceful."

Ye Yu looked into her eyes and poured him a cup of tea with a smile, "Please explain in detail."

Jiang Feng: "The venue has to be decent."

"Well, Yunshang Wenhui, the city that never sleeps, should be enough for them to pretend."

Ye Yu blinked.

Zhao Wenjing sneered.

Jiang Feng: "Arrange some more interesting scenes, and tell them what it means to be explosive."

She was thoughtful again, "Mobai should like it, the drama she watched is so boring, it almost pollutes the eyes."

Jiang Feng squeezed his chin, "Give them enough compelling propositions, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, clothing, food, housing, and transportation must be compelling and unique."

"I will choose the soundtrack, it must be different from popular customs."

She said again, "The paper mansion newspaper is too outdated, let's replace it with a big screen in the whole city."

"Those who can participate in the literary conference, how many don't want to be famous?"

"Rewards should also be different from popular customs, Xu Zigui, your unicorn should be confiscated."

Xu Xia was shocked, "No! Ma Ma is super beautiful!"

Jiang Feng put on a grimace, "Isn't Zhenbeihou better than a horse?"

Xu Xia was aggrieved, "I can have all of them."

Jiang Feng: "I'll help you catch it later when I fight the Shenting."

Only then did Xu Xia agree, "You said so."

Yu Shu: "..." Her mentor...why did he compete with the horse?

Jiang Feng chuckled, "Some more pills."

"Literature life is short, can Bigu Pill work? Do you want Huixue Pill to freshen your breath and use it as a perfume? Are you interested in Zhuyan Pill and Nourishing Pill? How about some Liyun Pill?"

Jiang Feng said again, "There are also various gadgets, such as gadgets for lighting fires, water purification beads, and automatic tents that are necessary for camping in the wild..."

"What are these? Gospel for lazy people... Oh no, it's a unique style."

"It's useless, but I'm sure they'll like it, believe it or not?"

"Fame and fortune, I can give them whatever they want!"

Ye Yu hesitated for a while before saying, "That's all, where did you get the elixir?"

"Mobai was brought back by me, she can make medicine."

"66 gave her a lot of recipes like this in the book."

Ye Yu had a weird expression on her face, "She... has surrendered?"

Jiang Feng hummed, "No."

"what?"

Jiang Feng hummed again, "But you can use it first, she won't refuse."

"When the literary and military affairs are over, we will take her into the ruins to get the antidote."

Ye Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Alright."

Jiang Feng stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "It's time for my scholar team to show their abilities."

Zhao Xiang took the pen and paper from Jiang Li, raised her eyelids slightly, "What about me? What reward do I have?"

"The salary is too little, you won't let me work for nothing, will you?"

Looking at her face with severe dark circles, Jiang Feng couldn't help pinching her hands, "You? What reward do you want?"

Zhao Xiang hit her hand, but found that she was not afraid of hitting at all, so he let her pinch it.

"I think Ziguina's unicorn looks good and matches me."

Xu Xia's ears perked up, "Zhao Wenjing!"

Zhao Xiang looked at Jiang Feng with dark eyes, ignored Xu Xia's protest, and said in a rather casual tone, "I have to send it out anyway, I think I can."

Jiang Feng laughed, "Okay, it's up to you."

Xu Xia was incompetent and furious, "Jiang Feng!"

Jiang Feng: "It's okay, when the time comes, I'll go to the Shenting to grab a few more."

There are too many ways to think of a mere unicorn.

Although Zhao Wenjing is tall, but his face is very tender, rubbing round and flat is quite interesting.

Especially with her daily dark circles and her lifeless appearance, she looks like a bully.

Zhao Xiang squinted at her, "Just make sense, don't go too far."

As she spoke, she picked up a pen.

Jiang Feng let go of her face and looked over curiously.

"Since Li and Huang, the way of the monarchy has been remote, the imperial mausoleum, the national rift has been opened repeatedly, and since the middle wisdom and above, it has been unscrupulous and disintegrated, and..."

Zhao Xiang wrote as soon as he picked up the pen, finishing it in one go.

Jiang Feng knew her literary talents, but he still called her a good guy at the beginning.

"Forget about Chongde, you gave Ji Xiang a posthumous title before she died?"

"It is appropriate to call it famine if you are happy to neglect government, and it is appropriate to call it famine if you are in chaos outside and inside."

"Chongde deserves his name for being strict."

Although Chongde died, for some reason, no one wanted to give him a posthumous title.

Ji Xiang himself didn't know about this matter, the emperor himself didn't mention it, and from the surrender to the assistant, everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, so it was assumed that there was no such person, let alone a posthumous title.

To be arrogant and have no relatives is to be harsh, to kill innocent people is to be harsh.

Jiang Feng watched her brush like flying, feeling strangely complicated, "She trusts you so much..."

Zhao Xiang stopped writing, squinted and looked up, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Feng: "Are you not moved at all?"

Zhao Xiang snorted, "So what?"

"What does she believe in me?"

Jiang Feng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Zhao Wenjing's indifferent expression, Jiang Feng was not surprised.

This is the attitude of the literati elite in this world.

If you don't like her, you just don't like her, no matter what, no matter how nice you are to her, you can't look down on her.

Although Zhao Wenjing grew up in the academy, he was still a child of a family at heart, delicate and self-interested.

Moreover, she was used to being arrogant since she was a child.

Jiang Feng was still in a complicated mood, "Should I be glad that you have taken a fancy to me?"

Zhao Xiang glanced at her, wanted to piss her off and swallowed back, and said flatly, "If you don't believe me, let me go and see if I can kill you."

Yu Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his perception of Zhao Xiang became more complicated.

You said this, but you didn't want to get out alive.

There are so many people here, what is the future of these words, what is Zhao Wenjing thinking?

Yu Shu didn't understand at all.

She looked as if she wanted to gain Jiang Feng's trust, but her behavior was completely opposite.

Is this the literati?

Can't understand, can't figure it out.

Jiang Feng's brows were flat, and he didn't answer the words. He continued to stick his head out to read her writing.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, except for Zhao Wenjing's waving voice.

Ye Yu coughed dryly, "Wen Jing is so sincere that the position of the emperor is dismissive and entrusted to you, how do you talk?"

Jiang Feng was kind, "Wen Jing, I was wrong, don't be angry."

Zhao Xiang ignored her, but occasionally raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Yu indifferently.

Ye Yu felt that she was like a lone crane strayed from the flock, walking on a road of no return without looking back. There were cliffs on both sides, and if she didn't pay attention, she would be crushed to pieces.

Zhao Wenjing...

Jiang Feng looked at it for a while, then stopped. She looked at Ye Yu and said, "The martial arts competition will start after the literature meeting, and a beautiful celebration banquet will be held for Qingming in the middle to encourage soldiers and troops."

"In the time of the Wenhui, let them recuperate."

Ye Yu nodded, "Okay."

Seven days passed in a flash.

The preparations for the literary fair were in full swing, there was an endless stream of tourists from all over the mainland, and the inns in Nan'an City were almost full.

Countless warriors flooded into Nanzhou again, and it was not uncommon to see troubles.

The pressure on the Lieutenant's Mansion suddenly reached its peak.

Yu Shu's injury has healed by a few percent, and he went to work immediately after he was barely able to get off the ground.

Jiang Feng was worried about her body and asked Li Qingming to follow her.

Li Qingming took Jiang Feng's personal guards, her Yulin army, and the city guards left by Lao Xia before, and fully cooperated with Yu Shu to barely stabilize the situation in the city.

But even so, Yu Shu was too busy to touch the ground.

No matter how much Jiang Feng persuaded her, she would gently block her back. She would not accept hard and soft words, and Jiang Feng was also very helpless.

Today, Jiang Feng was making the final choice of music, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a woman in loose clothes floating gently towards the woman in red on the back of the white snow.

Looking at Jiang Feng's shocked eyes, Li Qingming explained, "I saw her almost fainted, so I forced her back."

Yu Shu divided Nan'an into dozens of security areas and managed them according to the division personnel. Because of the short time, she had to adjust and adapt while busy.

This is just Nan'an. The information from all counties and counties in the whole prefecture is also gathered to her. She handles the problem of manpower transfer in various places every day. Almost all the people Jiang Feng allocated to her are turned into tops by her. Even Li Qingming's Yulin Army He complained so much that he was no longer afraid of Li Qingming's cold face. From time to time, he encouraged the adjutant to ask him to ask Li Qingming when he could return to the camp for training.

And Nan'an is the center of contradictions, and people make trouble every day.

Just now Li Qingming was rushing to catch a few troublemakers of the ninth level, and when he came back, he passed by and saw Yu Shuzhi leaving his subordinates, leaning against a tree and closing his eyes, his face was extremely pale.

Li Qingming completely ignored any of her protests, and carried her back directly.

Jiang Feng looked at her pale face, "Yu Shu?"

Yu Shu had already been put down by Li Qingming, his eyes were full of helplessness, "It's just a while, just get over it."

"I take the medicine you let Mo Bai refine every day. I'm a warrior, so I'm not that fragile." Looking at Jiang Feng's eyes, she said seriously, "I'm a lieutenant. How can I hide at this critical time? A day of hard work is better than a year in the future."

She didn't speak too bluntly, but Jiang Feng understood.

She wants to take advantage of this opportunity to make a contribution, and once this time is over, she will be a lieutenant.

Those people would get used to following her orders, approving her, obeying her.

This is her duty, how could Jiang Feng stop her.

Before trying to persuade her, Yu Shu was always like this, either overtly or covertly blocking her back.

And every sentence is well-founded, so Jiang Feng can't find a mistake.

but……

After all, Jiang Feng could only say, "I don't care about the rest, now you give me a rest."

Yu Shu looked into her eyes and knew he couldn't hide, so he sat down obediently.

Seeing Li Qingming sitting down expressionlessly, she couldn't help but secretly stare at her.

Counting logs?

Talking is the same as being filtered?

Isn't it just to punish you several captains?

Is it public revenge?

Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, Li Qingming looked back and smiled slightly, "Jiang Feng, she seems very tired."

Yu Shu's face changed, "Li Qingming!"

Jiang Feng: "Then rest for an extra hour."

Li Qingming looked back at her with flat brows and eyes, "Still tired?"

Yu Shu swallowed and moved his eyes away, "You wait."

Jiang Feng: "Wen Jing, stop drawing, come and help."

Winter is here, the first snow fell yesterday.

Except for Jiang Feng and his warriors, the others had already put on winter clothes.

Zhao Wenjing was wearing a green shirt, with a snow-white cloak on his shoulders. The cloak was dragged to the ground, wrapping his slender blue figure in the soft and warm mink fur. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders like ink. His awe-inspiring and noble appearance was more dazzling than Bai Xue.

The slender finger bones were attached to the brush, and their focused eyes never moved away, and they did not listen to Jiang Feng's words.

The childishness of her face has already melted away, her brows and eyes are clear and relaxed, like a bright moon shining brightly, at this moment she is standing in the snow with her hands behind her back, holding her pen freely, like a rustling snow bamboo, proud and overbearing, forgetting the world when she sees it.

Xu Zigui watched her painting from the side, and gradually became a boastful machine, his eyes were full of surprise, "Zhao Wenjing, what else do you not know?"

"How do you draw so beautifully?"

"It's fine if you are good at chess, but why are you so good at music, calligraphy and painting?"

Zhao Xiang finally received the pen and signed the payment, and glanced at Xu Xia, "You're welcome, it's not because you're stupid."

Xu Xia looked at her angrily, and soon forgot, "Jiang Feng asked you to leave all your previous paintings, so give this one to me!"

Jiang Feng took off the drawing board with a blank expression, "Xu Zigui, yellow card warning."

Xu Xia was angry, "But the number of Wenjing paintings is obviously enough, I think you are filling your own pocket."

Jiang Feng was perfunctory, "Can my lord be pocketed? I call it reasonable and greedy."

Xu Xia: "You still have reason!!!"

"Wen Jing came here, I thought about it, and I still feel that the previous song was more than solemn and not good enough."

"I recall a new song, I hum it down, you play it again, then write out the score, and then revise it."

Zhao Xiang hugged Qin, her eyes looked clear and clean in the snow.

Jiang Feng seemed to see the girl picking leaves and burying the dog in a trance. It was also winter at that time. Her face was pale and she was wearing a big cloak. Her eyes were as clear as glass, and she seemed to be shining.

"Not yet?" Zhao Xiang looked up at her, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Jiang Feng's face darkened, "Narcissist."

She was wrong, the guy was as bad as ever.

After a while, after only listening to it once, Zhao Xiang played it easily, and the melodious and soothing melody wrapped around her fingers, wandering and lingering.

Zhao Xiang praised, "This song is nice, what's its name?"

"Canon." Jiang Feng said, "Where is the spectrum? Is there a spectrum?"

"You play it again later, I'll ask Ji An to get a recording box and stay and listen."

Everything here is good, but entertainment is underdeveloped.

If you want to watch a play, you can only ask someone to come to the house to sing, if you want to listen to the song, you have to raise a singer at home.

Jiang Feng thought it was troublesome and never did it.

But now, she feels she has a substitute.

Zhao Wenjing is forever God!

Although she has a bad temper, is arrogant, and doesn't speak well, she really has nothing to say about her talent.

Zhao Xiang glanced at her, "It's beautiful."

After a pause, she said slowly, "Where did you find this song? It's really extraordinary."

"Does it sound good?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It sounds good." Zhao Xiang admitted it bluntly, which was rare this time.

Jiang Feng: "As long as it sounds good, I don't know where I heard it. Don't ask, it's just a dream."

As she said that, she turned her head, and she really saw Ye Yu, Yu Shu, Li Qingming and the others all looked surprised.

Sure enough, good music cannot stop even the differences in the world.

Jiang Feng and You Rong Yan.

She raised her head and looked into the distance, the snow was rolling and the sky was clear.

"Wenhui, it's time to start."

She looked around, "You guys, are you ready?"

【Speak】

"Since Huanling, the way of the king..." "The Biography of Scholars in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty"

Canon is super nice, I want to learn musical instruments for Canon with passion!