Of course Yu Wenyuan refused. Unless he was stupid, he would agree to Feng Qingchen's request.
By sending troops to the outskirts, he had given the Wang family a huge favor, and by escorting Feng Qingchen to the Royal Courtyard, he had made it clear that he wanted to support Feng Qingchen.
Anyone with any brains in this imperial city knows that Princess Anping's Peach Blossom Banquet is aimed at Feng Qingchen, so he doesn't want to cause any dissatisfaction.
He is a military commander and he has no interest in participating in these struggles.
Yuwen Yuanhua opened his mouth to refuse, but Feng Qingchen was already prepared. Before Yuwen Yuanhua opened his mouth, he said: "Originally, I wanted to discuss the background of the thief with General Yuwen on the way. It seems that General Yuwen has no
It’s a pity that it’s empty…”
The last three words have a very long ending.
A trap, this was clearly a trap, but he wanted to jump.
Yuwen Yuanhua looked at Feng Qingchen angrily, how could this woman look like a woman? She didn't have the slightest bit of tenderness and consideration that a woman should have.
Yuwen Yuanhua pretended not to hear and did not answer Feng Qingchen's words.
Feng Qingchen was neither anxious nor fussy. Of course she knew that this bargaining chip was not enough. If she wanted Yu Wenyuanhua to support her, she would have to increase her bargaining chip.
She, Feng Qingchen, disdained the use of conspiracy, because she usually only used scheming. She wanted Yuwen Yuanhua to know that there was fraud in it, but he couldn't refuse her.
Ah... Feng Qingchen screamed, drawing everyone's attention behind her, and said loudly: "Seventh Young Master, as I said last time, "The art of using troops is to surround it at ten points, attack it at five points, and divide it by doubling it.
If you keep them, you can fight the enemy, if you keep them small, you can escape..." I remembered what was behind it."
"Ah, what?" Wang Qi looked confused. When did Feng Qingchen say this? This seems to be the art of war?
Feng Qingchen acted as if he hadn't seen it and said with a smile: "Seventh Young Master, don't worry, Qingchen will not forget this time. I will tell you the rest after I return to Feng Mansion."
It was true to call Wang Qi's name, but Feng Qingchen's eyes only fell on Yu Wenyuanhua from beginning to end. It didn't matter that Wang Qi didn't understand. It would be fine if Yu Wenyuanhua understood.
She didn't believe that Sun Tzu's Art of War could not attract the general Yuwen Yuanhua.
"Encircle it ten times, attack it five times, divide it if you double it. If the enemy is small, you can fight it, if there are fewer enemies, you can escape... What's behind? What's behind? Feng Qingchen, tell me quickly."
As expected, Yu Wenyuanhua was no longer calm and looked at Feng Qingchen eagerly. If it weren't for the difference between men and women, he would probably have grabbed Feng Qingchen's arm.
Feng Qingchen secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he looked embarrassed: "General Yuwen, don't worry, Qingchen also wants to say it, but it's a pity that he doesn't have time today. Qingchen is still rushing to attend the peach blossom banquet. If he goes late, Anping
The princess takes the blame, but Qingchen can't afford it."
"Feng Qingchen, don't push yourself too far." Yuwen Yuanhua finally understood why Dongling Ziluo hates this woman so much. When this woman goes against you, you will be mad at her to death.
"General Yuwen is serious. If there is nothing else, Qingchen will leave first. The road to the Royal Courtyard is not easy." Feng Qingchen did not give Yuwen Yuanhua any face.
Now, it was not she, Feng Qingchen, who was begging for help; it was him, Yu Wenyuanhua, who begged her, Feng Qingchen, to look down on her and treat her as his little wife.
After finishing his acting, Feng Qingchen turned around and asked Wang Qi to borrow his handsome horse.
"You can ride a horse?" Wang Qi was surprised. If Feng Qingchen could ride a horse, then the Peach Blossom Festival might not be so miserable.
"What's so difficult about riding a horse? I'm also the daughter of a military commander." Feng Qingchen didn't answer directly. The owner of this body couldn't ride a horse, but she could, and her riding skills were pretty good.
In her previous life, horse riding was a relatively popular sport, and of course it was also expensive. It was not a problem for her to support this entertainment with her income.
"But, Feng Mansion..." Wang Qi was a little doubtful.
It's not like he didn't know the situation in Feng Mansion. There was no spare money to raise horses, and there was no place suitable for horse racing.
Yuwen Yuanhua didn't believe it either. He thought that Feng Qingchen was retreating in order to get closer. Although he was anxious about Feng Qingchen's unfinished military strategy, he was not a reckless person.
Feng Qingchen, you ask for something, but I don't believe it. Why don't you open your mouth?
Yuwen Yuanhua was waiting, waiting for Feng Qingchen to beg him, so that he could ask for the price.
Feng Qingchen knew very well what Yuwen Yuanhua was thinking, but unfortunately Yuwen Yuanhua was destined to be disappointed. She knew very well that if you want others to believe you, you have to show the ability to make people surrender.
"If you don't believe it, I'll show you how to ride it."
Feng Qingchen held the reins in his hands and stepped on the horse stirrups. When Wang Qi was stunned, he used his strength to get on the horse and sit on the horse, looking quite heroic.
"You really know how to ride a horse." Wang Qi believed it now.
Dongling people are good at riding and shooting, and women are not weak in this aspect, but they need help to get on the horse. After all, the horse is too high, and ordinary women simply don't have the strength to get on the horse with the help of the stirrups and reins.
Not only can Feng Qingchen do it, but he can also do it beautifully.
"I'm leaving, don't worry about me. It's not that easy for those women to kill me." Feng Qingchen pulled the reins, spread her legs slightly, and prepared to pinch the horse's belly and ride away.
Well, Yuwen Yuanhua sighed, and when Feng Qingchen pulled the reins, he stepped out, stood in front of Feng Qingchen's horse, and said without refusal:
"It's been a dusty ride. Miss Feng, I'll take you to the Royal Courtyard. Someone, come and fix the carriage."
This is for everyone to hear, but what Yuwen Yuanhua really wants to say to Feng Qingchen is: Feng Qingchen, you win.
"Many thanks to General Yuwen. General Yuwen is dedicated to serving the country and the people. Qingchen admires him very much. With General Yuwen here, the people of Dongling will have no worries."
Of course, this was what he said on the surface. Feng Qingchen's eyes were shining with hope, but he actually said: "It's easy to talk, General Yuwen didn't lose, you won more."
"Sun Tzu's Art of War" was a sacred book even in the era she lived in. Whether they were officials in the political arena or wealthy people who made millions in the business, they all marveled at the magic of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".
Today, Yuwen Yuanhua was lucky enough to get it.
Yuwen Yuanhua did not deny this. If he did not have enough interests, how could he get involved? He was really interested in Feng Qingchen's words. "I wonder where Miss Feng saw those words just now.
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"My father is a military commander." This was another answer. Feng Qingchen's Tai Chi skills became more and more superb.
Wang Qi stood aside and then understood the rivalry between Feng Qingchen and Yu Wenyuanhua. He thought to himself that he must tell his elder brother what happened today when he goes back.
There are very few people in this world who can make Yuwen Yuanhua suffer a loss but have nothing to say.
If Feng Qingchen knew what Wang Qi was thinking at this time, he would be so depressed that he would vomit blood.
Suffering a loss? Yuwen Yuanhua didn't suffer any loss at all. Even if he suffered a loss, he enjoyed it very happily.
Yu Wenyuanhua made insinuations for a long time, but couldn't get a single word of useful information. Yu Wenyuanhua, who was extremely depressed, then discovered that Feng Qingchen was still sitting on the horse, and his neck was sore.
"Miss Feng, the carriage is almost repaired. Please ask Miss Feng to dismount."
Seeing Yu Wenyuanhua's depressed look, Feng Qingchen secretly laughed, his eyes turned, and he began to play tricks on others.
Of course, Feng Qingchen would never admit that she was trying to make fun of people. She was trying to entertain and teach Yu Wenyuanhua to appreciate the magic of the art of war...