Hearing this, Feng Jinyu suddenly became enlightened. Yes, he was always worried about the fight between scholars and warriors, but he did not expect that it was a fight between one person and another. Where there are people, there will be fights. He wanted to resolve the fight between scholars.
A fight with both warriors is simply impossible...
Literati and warriors, let's get to the bottom of it, they are all fighting for their own interests...
As long as their interests exist, their fight will never stop.
Feng Jinyu, who understood in his heart, laughed at himself: They said that he, Feng Jinyu, was the most outstanding person among the young generation in the world, but unexpectedly, he also fell into a dead end. He actually regarded the fight between scholars and warriors as a
Big things have always been on my mind.
Feng Jinyu laughed at himself. He cupped his fists and said to Ye Xue: "Listening to Brother Feng's words, Feng Jinyu felt that it was better than studying for ten years..."
Ye Xue smiled and said, "In my humble opinion, Feng Ye would not dare to receive such praise from Brother Feng."
"Brother Feng, goodbye, let's talk about it when we have time." After Ye Xue said that, Zhou Zaitou had already asked the nursing staff at the door to close the door.
The cold wind didn't feel cold on her body, and Feng Jinyu, who was relieved of a big stone in his heart, walked easily to the Feng Family Villa next door to Feng's House.
There, the slaves who had already learned that Feng Jinyu had returned home opened the door.
In addition to opening the door to welcome Feng Jinyu home, several other servants in bright clothes trotted towards Feng Jinyu with hand stoves and other items.
Feng Jinyu took the hand stove which was extra warm in winter, but felt cold in her heart.
Feng Jinyu's coldness comes from the night snow.
This coldness pierced into Feng Jinyu's heart like ice. Feng Jinyu's gentle and elegant face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, could no longer hold on.
After entering the house with a cold face, Feng Jinyu summoned Feng Qing and asked him to immediately check the details of Ye Xue.
Holding an expensive celadon teacup in her hand, Feng Jinyu absentmindedly drank tea that was so good that even a first-class official could not taste it.
From Ye Xue's previous words, Feng Jinyu learned that Ye Xue had been living in a small town in the northwest, and that Ye Xue, who had been living in a small town in the northwest, could actually see through the overt and secret struggles between the two classes of literati and warriors.
He is less than fourteen years old, has gained fame, is a third-rate master, and wrote the incomparable "Dream of Red Mansions" in a single sentence, which points out the literati and warriors... and so on. It is hard to believe that Feng Jinyu is as outstanding as Ye Xue.
It's a small northwest town living on the border.
After all, a person's environment basically determines everything he can understand.
In a border town, the Xiaoxiaofeng family is not wealthy... In such an environment, it is almost impossible to come up with an all-round high-end talent like Ye Xue...
Of course, it's also possible that Ye Xue is extremely smart and can figure out everything...
Maybe Ye Xue is really God's favorite, but if there is any secret in it...
Thinking of this, Feng Jinyu didn't dare to think about it anymore. The Suzaku Empire was suffering from internal and external troubles. It would be best if Ye Xue had no problems. If there were problems, it would definitely be a big problem...
"Master?" Seeing that Feng Jinyu was in a daze again, Feng Qing called him.
Feng Jinyu came back to her senses and said to Feng Qing: "Feng Ye's identity... check carefully for me..."
"Yes!" Feng Qing retreated.
Feng Lan, who was standing in the room, said: "Master, didn't you say last time that there was no need to check on Mr. Feng Ye?"
Could something have happened? Feng Jinyu's repeated words made Feng Lan think deeply.
Feng Jinyu put down the celadon tea cup and said: "Feng Ye is not a simple person... If she is the only one who is not simple, that's it. What I'm afraid of is that there are people behind her..."