The sun gradually sets.

Everyone chose a suitable camping place, started to bury the pot and cook rice, camp and rest. These Wei Ziyang's personal guards were used to being. They chose a small hillside a hundred steps away, and they sorted everything out in less than two quarters of an hour. From beginning to end, Feng Wan and Wei Ziyang sat leisurely on the collapse, savoring the wine while blowing the summer breeze.

In the evening of summer, it was the season with the most mosquitoes and flies, but these generals and soldiers who were good at marching even cut off the grass nearby and burned the mosquito-removing mugwort.

After observing for a while, the Zhou family manager approached Mrs. Zhou and whispered: "Madam, that man is either a nobleman or a general who is used to marching."

He pointed to the sunset, his clothes were in the wind, and the two were very leisurely, and said in detail: "Mrs. Feng, needless to say, the husband must be accustomed to being in a high position. Madam, look at his domineering and casual appearance. They just stayed overnight and cleaned the grass in a radius of hundreds of steps. Also, look at the leisurely and romantic movements of the two, how could ordinary people raise it? I think if they were from generals, they were probably rude, so how could they be so particular about living? Look at them, they are very likely to be great nobles."

Mrs. Zhou nodded and said, "I think so too." She pondered for a while, and then said, "There are Feng family in Yingchuan, Feng family in Jiankang, Feng family in Nanyang, Feng family in Chenjun... This Mrs. Feng said that she came from Hudi, and this statement should be true. But her hometown should be one of them."

"Madam, Mrs. Feng is a life-saving grace for us, why don't you come forward and thank you?"

Mrs. Zhou nodded and turned around and gave an order.

After a while, her close maid brought two brocade couples. Mrs. Zhou slowly stood up, tied a robe, and walked slowly towards the hillside with her manager and her sons and nephews.

Feng Wan turned his back to them, and had never noticed that Wei Ziyang, opposite, had already poured the wine and said impatiently: "They are here." After that, he pressed his hat.

When Mrs. Zhou's footsteps came, Feng Wan smiled and turned her head. When she saw Mrs. Zhou, she quickly stood up. Just after she bowed, Mrs. Zhou was already ahead of her and said with gratitude: "The blessing today is that she met her wife. Mrs. Wang must not be too polite."

While saying that, she signaled the maids to come forward, put the brocade box on one side, and turned to Feng Wan. Mrs. Zhou said respectfully: "I cannot repay my life-saving grace. I am very respectful. I hope my wife will not dislike you."

The two girls were talking and talking, but Wei Ziyang on the other side impatiently poured a glass of wine for himself, then raised his head to drink!

Just as he looked up and drank, Feng Wan and Mrs. Zhou discovered at the same time that there was a sudden silence around him!

Feng Wan turned around in surprise and glanced at the families of all the families who were stunned. She quickly looked at Wei Ziyang. Just as Wei Ziyang was about to raise his head, and the wine slowly flowed down his slightly pursed red lips, the smooth and beautiful chin that was so beautiful that it was hard to describe. Then, he lowered his head and filled himself with wine again.

He did it casually, and Feng Wan was stunned to meet everyone, but she smiled bitterly and thought: Just showing her lips and chin, so many people were stunned. Ziyang's appearance was a disaster in Hu, but when he came to Jin, which was based on his appearance, it would be a disaster.

Seeing that everyone was awake, Feng Wan coughed lightly.

Her cough woke Mrs. Zhou and the manager. They immediately coughed a few times, and they were both winking and scolding the servants, which finally made several young men and girls come to their senses.

Although they came to their senses, the girls were still a little uneasy and looked at Wei Ziyang from time to time.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou looked at Feng Wan a little embarrassedly. At this moment, Wei Ziyang, who was impatient to see, spoke in a hoarse voice, "It's night, please come back."

After saying that, he waved his right hand.

As he did this, several personal guards stepped over with their steps. What evil spirits are these people who came out of the blood mountain and sea of ​​corpses? In an instant, the children of the aristocratic families were shocked and retreated backwards at the same time.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou hurriedly looked at Feng Wanyifu, lowered her voice and said, "Madam, don't be surprised."

After saying that, she turned around quickly and hurriedly retreated with her children and nephews.

While they walked, some people looked back frequently. Facing the husband who had covered his hat tightly again, a young man said in admiration: "Then Mrs. Feng also said that they were from Hu! How could such a person be like this? I really don't know which family they are, and they are so charming?"

The famous scholars at this time were so willful and would just drink the people and things they didn't like. Therefore, although Wei Ziyang made them shameless, these people, including Mrs. Zhou, felt extremely ordinary.

Another girl murmured, "It's a pity that I didn't see Yulang's true face." She was extremely regretful.

Looking at the people who had walked far away and looked back reluctantly, Feng Wan turned her head and looked at Wei Ziyang quietly.

Feeling her gaze, Wei Ziyang raised his head.

His long phoenix eyes glanced at Feng Wan, his blood-colored eyes narrowed, and he said a little aggrieved and weakly: "What are you annoyed? Could you ask me to cut a knife in the face?"

Feng Wan sighed lightly, her lips moved, but no sound was made.

Just now, she was still imagining the beautiful scenery of the two of them finding a place to live in seclusion for their lives. She also thought that now they had money and could completely abandon the grudges of the capital and live some peaceful days. But at this moment, she realized how impossible that was - with Wei Ziyang's appearance, he had no right in his hands, so how could there be a pure land for him to rest?

Seeing Feng Wan still in a daze, Wei Ziyang stood up.

He strode to Feng Wan, took her hand and stroked his face, and said in a silence, with a phoenix eye, "Would you feel so depressed when you see others coveting your Tanlang?" The blood-colored eyes were as gorgeous as the flowing clouds. The slightly raised corners of his mouth, the hoarse and low tone, had a power that made people itch to the top of his heart.

I'm afraid even a god can't resist such Wei Ziyang?

Feng Wan raised her head uncontrollably, met his eyes, and threw herself into his arms. With drunkenness, she completely forgot the worries that had just emerged.

Wenxiang and soft jade were automatically thrown into his arms. Wei Ziyang couldn't help but smile. He swung his outer robe and gently covered Feng Wan's body. Then he hugged her around and walked towards the tent not far away.

It was not until they entered the tent that the families of all the families took their gaze back. After a while, they looked at each other and lowered their heads. After a long time, Mrs. Zhou's murmur came out softly, "I found such a man and I am destined to be peaceful."

The night passed in a blink of an eye. After this wave, when Wei Ziyang set up camp again, he would choose a place four or five hundred steps away from the Zhou family. Their obvious attitude of keeping people thousands of miles away made the noble families who did not know their background, although they wanted to get close, they did not dare to act rashly.

Before he knew it, Jiankang was already in sight.

Since Wei Ziyang made up his mind to go to Jiankang that day, it has been a secret way for people to lead the way. Several waves of bandits were silently solved by his people before Zhou and others had noticed it.

"Crossing this river is Jiankang." Sitting on the boat, Feng Wan pointed at the scenery and introduced to Wei Ziyang.

Under the hat, Wei Ziyang nodded. He held the railing and looked at the shimmering river water, his eyes focused and curious. Feng Wan knew that he was a typical northerner and had never been to the south to cross such a big river.

Wei Ziyang looked at the river for a while, turned his head, looked at Jiankang City, which was gradually approaching his eyes, and suddenly said, "If the capital is waiting, if it is like Jiankang, Awan, your last plan will not be able to make a contribution."

Feng Wan nodded, and she whispered: "Yes. The capital of the Central Plains has been digging moats from ancient times to the present. One of them is to prevent the enemy from attacking fire."

The two talked here, and a personal guard walked behind Wei Ziyang and whispered: "General, Fei Ge, the capital city sent a message, saying that the Fifteenth Highness made people rumor everywhere. As long as the general returns, the conditions proposed will be agreed. He also posted a notice saying that Your Majesty is unkind and wise, which makes the loyal ministers disheartened. He also said that it is a foolish thing to force the general to leave."

Speaking of this, an aide couldn't help but say, "General, the court is full of sincerity, do you think?" Another aide said, "General, although this Jin area is rich, it is perishable for people's will. Now that the Fifteenth Highness is sincere, our purpose has come to our reach, why not go back here?"

Every word you said and said, I actually advised Wei Ziyang to go back.

Wei Ziyang turned around and although there were only a dozen people around him, their eyes were full of enthusiasm and expectation. He knew that for these soldiers, the State of Chen was their homeland for their blood. Although this Jin land was good, it was all kinds of things that were always out of place with them.

After pondering for a while, Wei Ziyang looked at Feng Wan.

Seeing her standing quietly on the railing, watching the waves rolling in her mouth, Wei Ziyang whispered: "Awan, what do you think?"

Feng Wan shook her head and said lightly: "The reason why the Fifteenth Prince asked us to go back is that the people's sentiment is boiling, and the internal and external troubles make him unable to resist. I believe that as long as the situation improves, Ziyang will be the cooked dog and the killed rabbit! Since that is the case, why should we join in the fun at this time? It is better to wait until they fight to the losers and then reap the benefits of the fisherman." She turned around, looked at the guards with bright eyes, and smiled: "At that time, it is unknown if they will be split into the land and become kings."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone smiled happily. Now the people who followed Wei Ziyang had seen Feng Wan's talents and were convinced of what she said.

Seeing that everyone was convinced, Feng Wan turned around. She thought to herself secretly: The Fifteenth Highness started his career with conspiracy and colluded with people like Fuer. Such people are the most vicious and virtuous. How can he trust his words? Humph, he only needs to watch over what Ziyang wants to get easily. Why bother to deal with villains?

Feng Wan didn't know that many people in the capital were waiting for their news at this moment.

Just as Wei Ziyang and Feng Wan were discussing whether to go back, there were also several people in the palace discussing.

His fifteenth highness, who could not see things with his eyes, opened his eyes wide without focal length, but was very beautiful and perfect, quietly listening to the murmur of the woman beside him, "Don't be anxious, Epher's opinion, General Wei will come back sooner or later if he delays." As the veil swayed, the woman said softly: "I have been with Feng for a long time, and I am familiar with her personality. She is trapped in Confucian ethics and acts in Zhou Fang. The soldiers who think of General Wei have lived in Chen for many years, and many of them have married and had children. These people must be homesick. We just need to let the soldiers know that as long as they are willing to come back, we will give very generous treatment. Those soldiers will be in chaos in the army, and when they make trouble, Mrs. Feng will feel unbearable and will think of compromise with them."

Speaking of this, she laughed and said, "The so-called gentleman can deceive him with a rule, and a woman can move him with emotion. Both of these points apply to Mrs. Feng." There was a faint sarcasm in her tone, which seemed to be extremely boring and ridiculous.
Chapter completed!