"You, you dare?" The old enemy looked at Zhao Feng as if he was looking at a pervert. The muscles on both sides of his nose were twitching, and his eyes were as fierce as wild beasts. He wanted to eat his life. "The surname Zhao, today's shame, I Your life will be taken!"
Wu Xian was frightened when he heard this in the tent.
"Calling for your life? Why are you such an old man?" Zhao Feng has not been having a good time in the past few years, and a lot of it is caused by this old guy in front of him. He gets angry at Zhao Feng from time to time. Just because he doesn't refute doesn't mean he doesn't understand. The fire that I had been holding back for a long time was vented directly today, "I think your son thinks highly of you. Otherwise, with your old face like a Japanese melon, even if you marry a fairy-like wife, your money-losing son Even if you stick to my old Zhao family, you won’t even be able to find the main entrance!"
Wu Xian: “!
!”
The old enemy can no longer stand it any longer!
!
He raised his hand and pulled out the sharp sword from his waist.
He said with grief, anger and embarrassment: "Zhao Pifu——"
Before he could take action, Wu Xian slammed open the tent door, with rare anger brewing on his face, and shouted sternly: "What are you doing? Are you going to fight to the death outside the main tent? Are you going to kill me?" Does the lord take it seriously?"
Zhao Feng and his mortal enemy saluted in unison.
They all said in unison: "The general/subordinates don't dare."
The anger in Wu Xian's heart has not subsided, and the veins on his forehead are beating wildly. Catalyzed by the anger, his tone of voice is much stronger than usual: "Don't you dare? You two are saying that you don't dare to do this, but you don't act. If you dare, you will be even more daring in your heart!"
Zhao Feng and his mortal enemy looked at each other, each feeling disgusted.
Because of Wu Xian's interruption, the two did not really start fighting, but this did not prevent this gossip from getting wings and flying all over Wu Xian's camp. Although Zhao Feng has been unsatisfactory in the past two years, his strength is here, Wu Xian He should use it anyway, and naturally many people were willing to interact with him. When Zhao Feng returned to the tent, before he had even covered his buttocks with the mat to warm him, there was arrogant laughter outside the tent.
Zhao Feng knew who was coming as soon as he heard it.
He said, "If you want to laugh, you better come in and laugh."
The curtain of the tent door was opened, and a scribe with a goatee came in. He was wearing a dark green Confucian shirt, but the clothes were slightly washed out and turned white. Although he was dressed in a standard scribe's outfit, judging from his clothes, this man was not very well-off. Good: "This great feat of righteousness has been spread all over the world just now. Have you changed your gender today or something? How come you suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and even started to choke on him?"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes angrily: "Why should I endure it? If I endure it any longer, I will turn into a bastard! I was originally upset, but he is still haunted. I didn't like him before, but I dislike him even more now! I'm scolded." I just scolded him. Is it possible that I have to read the auspicious zodiac before scolding him? Is he worthy? Bah! Unlucky!"
Zhao Feng has been on the battlefield for so many years, experienced countless lives and deaths, and is well aware of the dangers. Zhao Wei left his sight and rushed to another battlefield. How could he not be anxious? He was already worried about the safety of his daughter. But there was an eyesore. come out.
I couldn't control my emotions all of a sudden.
The scribe laughed loudly: "You are good at talking and talking."
After saying that, he sat down opposite Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng asked him: "Did Gong Su say anything?"
He only cared about his own pleasure and forgot Qin Li's situation for a moment. After calming down, he became a little worried and couldn't help but ask the scribes.
The scribe said amusedly: "Are you concerned about Gongsu now?"
Zhao Feng scratched his hair, which he hadn't washed for several days. He felt embarrassed and guilty: "Oh, I did it for a reason. I didn't deliberately cause trouble. If Gong Su is blamed for this, he has nothing to say."
The scribe gave him a reassurance.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Gongsu is laughing too."
Isn't it lively? Who doesn't like to watch it?
Their lineage has been marginalized in Tianhai for many years. If it weren't for Qin Li's help and Zhao Feng's military strength, life would have been miserable. The master Wu Xian can't say that he didn't do well, but he is really too soft-hearted.
I miss the old friendship very much. The several concubines in the backyard are either sisters sent by someone, or they are related to someone. The group headed by Qin Li is at a natural disadvantage. Even though Wu Xian relies on Qin Li in official matters,
But the ostracism I encountered overtly and covertly was always present and eye-catching.
Zhao Feng's outburst also gave them some relief.
"It's good that Gongsu isn't angry."
Zhao Feng was completely relieved after hearing this, but the next sentence he said made him almost choke on the cold water he had not yet swallowed: "Dayi, when did you become so manly?"
Zhao Feng, who was killed in Feng Ping: "..."
Zhao Feng became angry: "!
!”
"Since when did I become a man?"
He was so frightened that his voice broke.
The scribe said: "You are not good at masculinity. Why do you want to accept someone else's son as your male favorite? Or a smooth male favorite? If you really accept his son, it won't matter whether he will fight with you or not. According to your seniority, you
You still have to call me father-in-law. This is such a shame."
Zhao Feng helplessly held up his forehead: "...our eldest daughter suddenly wanted a male pet. I was thinking about this matter in my heart, and he happened to bump into me, so I thought I was disgusting and disgusted with him. Why did it spread like "I want a boy"?
Pampered? Aren't you ruining my reputation?"
He has seen the power of rumors.
After the scribe understood this, he laughed again and said: "It turns out that our eldest lady wants it, so we have to give it to her! How many does she want? What kind of things does she want? We are uncles, so we can't be stingy."
When Zhao Wei was a child, he went through hardships with his uncles and uncles, which led them to be particularly doting on the eldest daughter of Zhao Feng's family. In Zhao Feng's words, Zhao Wei didn't want the stars, moon, and sun in the sky, but he could only have a man to spoil him.
A big deal?
He is not satisfied with this, which makes his uncle look stingy.
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes for the second time: "If Dawei had the guts to run away from home to resist the marriage, you old guys must have been the ones to do it."
Fortunately Zhao Wei is not a man.
Otherwise, I would have been turned into a playboy by these people.
The scribe rubbed his chin: "Dawei? You can just call yourself Dayi, but why are you giving your daughter such a random nickname? Can our daughter still wear her Wu Daring Tiger Talisman?"
The character Zhao Feng, at first glance, seems clumsy and somewhat literate, but everyone comes from the same place, so how can he not know its inner story? It’s just that he is unreliable, so how can he still cheat his own family?
Daughter? Dawei, does this sound good?
Clang——
The tea in Zhao Feng's hand spilled all over the table and the bowl dropped. He looked up at the scribe in horror: "You, how do you know?"
At that time, he promised to hide Bai Su's courage to use his daughter as a martial artist. Even if he vaguely guessed something later, he never thought of telling Wu Xian, not even to Qin Li. He was tight-lipped and prepared to keep the secret with him.
Mental preparation for entering the coffin.
Later, he learned that his daughter Zhao Wei had also become one of them. Zhao Feng was only surprised that Zhao Wei had the ability to protect himself. Even if one day he died in battle, his daughter would be able to stand on her own feet. At this time, he was even more surprised.
There is no reason to reveal the secret.
Not only will they not reveal it, they will try their best to conceal it.
Who would have thought that the person in front of me actually knew.
He knew whether it meant Qin Li...
The scribe saw what he was thinking, and lightly tapped the back of Zhao Feng's hand with the knife fan in his hand to bring him back to his senses: "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone. Not to mention that this is related to the safety of our eldest daughter, even if there is no such relationship,
There is no need to tell Qin Gongsu."
Zhao Feng vaguely heard some dissatisfaction from his mouth.
"What does this mean?"
The scribe turned the knife fan in his hand, his eyes were deep, and there was a hint of sigh in his words: "Gong Su has been doing his best to his lord these years, and he is loyal and dedicated to repaying him for his kindness in adopting and rescuing the siege... Such dedication,
Even a stubborn stone should be warmed, but my lord is still wavering and refuses to fully trust me. Alas, I can't help but feel a little unhappy in my heart."
The Tianhai series is too exclusive.
Wu Xian did not have the courage to really suppress the trouble-provoking Tianhai faction for Qin Li's group. As time went by, the conflicts between the two factions gradually increased. Wu Xian thought he had leveled the waters, but he did not know that the calm situation was the result of their faction retreating and retreating.
Retreating is the result of enduring it again and again. In this case, how can we force them to be loyal without reservation?
Zhao Fengshou promised Bai Su and concealed it for Shen Tang, but the scribes noticed the clues and kept silent. This is normal.
"Then Gongsu...did he notice it?"
This is what Zhao Feng is most worried about.
The scribe laughed at himself: "Gong Su has been so tired these past few years that his hair has turned gray, and his time with us has been squeezed out. How could he know if I, a idle guy, don't have time to wander around?"
Zhao Feng was completely relieved and a little speechless.
He scolded: "You old man is stalking me?"
The scribe raised his eyebrows and said: "Who said that? How could we have so much time to follow you? We saw the eldest daughter on the battlefield, and we only recognized her after seeing her marksmanship. If we hadn't recognized her, what do you think?
She only suffered a minor injury to her shoulder?"
There are only so many literary scholars in Shen Tang's account. The focus is either on the military formation or on the generals. Zhao Wei is still a young man with a low military rank. How can he be qualified to enjoy the increase in the general's speech and spirit? Isn't it just his uncle?
A backdoor?
To be honest, he was shocked when he saw it.
Zhao Wei's marksmanship looks very familiar, and when he takes a closer look, the young general's face also looks familiar. If you're not sure, look again.
The more I look at her, the more she looks like the eldest daughter of the Zhao Feng family who ran away from home.
After that, he began to pay attention to Zhao Feng's traces.
Finally, Zhao Feng and Zhao Wei met privately, and he was even more convinced that the brave warrior was Zhao Wei. Today, he cheated, and it was true. He raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, Zhao Dayi, you hid it deeply."
Zhao Feng said helplessly: "There's nothing we can do about it. Dawei is my pet peeve. Can you bear her being treated as a heretic and killed?" This was also the main reason why he didn't ask Zhao Wei to come back. By staying by his side, he
Zhao Wei cannot be protected.
Using the body of a daughter to gather courage...
Zhao Feng is well-informed and has a clear mind. His political opponents are a bit evil. He is accused of being a "female chicken Si Chen" and a "weird omen". By then, droughts, locust plagues, and floods will all be framed on Zhao Wei.
On the head, why don't you force people to death?
He was all worried and said: "It is clear that there are no tigers in the market, but the words of three people can turn into tigers... What I am afraid of is that many people's opinions will make money! What I am afraid of is that people's words are terrible! What I am afraid of is that this day will come true
Even if I give up my life, I can't protect her!"
What Zhao Feng could think of, the scribes would naturally also want.
He asked Zhao Feng a question: "Da Yi, have you ever thought about it - why do you think Lord Shen can accommodate the Lord if he can't tolerate it?" Even Zhao Feng didn't notice this issue, and he subconsciously chose to trust him.
Shen Tang instead of Wu Xian.
Zhao Feng explained: "There is a military general under Lord Shen. I can't tell you her specific name, but she is also a woman. Lord Shen can tolerate her, so he can naturally protect Dawei. Is this wrong?"
"Then have you ever thought about why Mr. Shen can accommodate that female general?" The scribe looked at Zhao Feng with a half-smile, and then spoke to cut off his escape, "Dayi, don't use words such as 'Shen Jun's thoughts'"
The reason of "enlightened and benevolent" is used to prevaricate us..."
Zhao Feng hesitated.
"This, this...what other reason can there be for this?"
The scribe's knife fan lit the table: "Have you ever thought from another level that this Jun Shen who shows off all day long is also a woman? Because of this, she can accept the female general you call her without any grudges.
, accepted our eldest daughter?"
Zhao Feng: "..."
The scribe was not very useful under Wu Xian's tent, but he couldn't help but Shen Tang liked to visit him everywhere. The scribe had seen Shen Tang from a distance. His face was so beautiful and handsome that if you didn't look at the inscription on the other person's waist, you would have definitely identified him.
As a female monarch, she is still a beautiful female monarch who can surpass the beauty in the world. However, these thoughts disappeared when faced with the inscription.
"She looks like a woman no matter what, right?"
Zhao Feng: "Jun Shen has a monogram with a heart..."
The scribe rolled his eyes: "Our daughter still has the Wu Dan Tiger Talisman. How come she suddenly grew roots after running away from home for two years?"
Zhao Feng: "...can you stop being so vulgar?"
The scribe chuckled, as if he was mocking Zhao Feng for being able to speak politely one day. Zhao Feng was ridiculed by him, but he was thick-skinned and could not break his defense: "Even if, even if... Mr. Shen is a daughter, so what?"
?It makes no sense.”
We are all allies now.
Shen Tang's side showed strong strength again.
Are the Dragon Slaying Bureau coalition forces still trying to cause trouble?
The scribe said: "How can it be meaningless? Aren't you curious about why this Lord Shen can gather the literary heart? She/he has done something that no one has done in the past two hundred years..."
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Zhao Feng was not sure what his colleagues were thinking, so he argued: "Why are you so sure that no one has done it for more than two hundred years? Maybe it was done before, but it is unknown whether it died before it could be achieved. In my opinion, what you are doing is
I just think too much——"
The scribe tapped the table eucalyptus with the handle of his knife fan.
Da da da da, a rhythmic sound.
After a long while, just when Zhao Feng thought he had stopped making trouble, the scribe said quietly: "Speaking of which, there were two dragons fighting in the sky above Xiaocheng. You don't know what this means. Why, since then?
No news after that?"
Zhao Feng was a little confused at first and didn't know what he was talking about.
When he understood, his expression suddenly changed.
He stood up on the spot, and the scribe comforted him: "The reaction doesn't have to be so big. I applied the spirit of words before I came in. Even if you shout at the top of your lungs, no one will hear you. These personal words are only spoken here.
It won’t spread outside.”
Even so, Zhao Feng lowered his voice.
He said seriously: "This matter is no small matter..."
He is more worried about his daughter's safety.
The scribe also whispered in a low voice: "Just because I know it, I have to find out more clearly. Dayi, you still have the grace to save my lord's life, but you are so angry, have you ever thought about it——"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Feng raised his hand to stop him.