Feng Qingchen lowered his eyebrows, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked embarrassed, and said weakly: "Well, General Yuwen, can you help me?"
"Uh? Help? Help for what?" Yu Wenyuanhua didn't react for a moment.
When did this Feng Qingchen become a timid lady again? She was still saying it with high spirits just now.
"Well, I, I, I don't know how to dismount." Feng Qingchen's voice became softer and softer, her head almost buried in her chest, as if she didn't dare to look at anyone.
"What? You can get on the horse, but you can't dismount?" Yuwen Yuanhua obviously didn't believe it.
"Actually, I only know how to mount a horse." Feng Qingchen suppressed the smile in her heart, and her voice was slightly crying.
"Feng Qingchen, you are kidding me." Yu Wenyuanhua looked at Feng Qingchen, who was sitting on the horse with an uneasy look on his face. For some reason, he felt like he had nowhere to vent his anger.
Crack... Yuwen Yuanhua's fingers rattled, looking like he wanted to hit someone.
He actually believed a woman's words and was tricked by a woman.
Wang Qi knew that Yu Wenyuanhua was angry, and was about to step forward to persuade him, but Feng Qingchen didn't panic at all. He laughed, and the timidity and anxiety on his face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.
"General Yuwen, this move is called bluff."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingchen turned over and dismounted. His movements were beautiful, with a sense of spontaneity. These skillful skills and vigorous movements all proved that Feng Qingchen not only knew how to ride a horse, but also rode it very well.
Feng Qingchen threw the riding whip to the soldiers behind him and said as he walked: "General Yuwen, this move is made if it is false, but it is true, and if it is true, it is false."
"Feng Qingchen..." Yuwen Yuanhua had nothing to say at this time.
The number one general in Dongling was tricked by a woman, but he was not only angry, but...
admire!
Yuwen Yuanhua discovered that he was actually convinced by a woman.
Feng Qingchen could learn more than just the knowledge from books. She used her own methods to tell him what the art of military warfare was.
Feng Qingchen saw Yuwen Yuanhua standing still, and kindly reminded him: "General Yuwen, the carriage has been repaired. If the general doesn't mind, how about riding the carriage with Qingchen?"
After saying that, he jumped directly onto the carriage. Although he was not as elegant and noble as an official's daughter should be, he still won the eyes of these soldiers and gangsters.
"Miss Feng, good job." Someone shouted, and the soldiers behind him also cheered.
Feng Qingchen didn't know how to write the word "humility" at all, so he accepted the praises of all the soldiers calmly.
"Don't miss Miss Feng, Miss Feng called me, I'm a student, just call me Qingchen." Feng Qingchen was generous and generous, without any embarrassment.
"Okay, Miss Qingchen." When the officers and soldiers saw that Feng Qingchen didn't seem to be talking politely, they responded in a polite manner.
A group of soldiers and a pretty young lady were just standing on the official road. You yelled and I yelled. They were all indescribably heroic.
Yuwen Yuanhua is both angry and funny.
He secretly thought in his heart that Feng Qingchen, a woman, was born to stay in the military camp. The prosperity of the imperial city would only cover up the light in her body.
Ahem, I have to say that Yu Wenyuan has realized the truth. Feng Qingchen is Feng Qingchen when he stays in a military palace, a place without any restraints or intrigues.
The military camp is a place she is familiar with, a place where she can let go of her guard!
…
Feng Qingchen, Yu Wenyuanhua, and Wang Qi were sitting in the carriage. Along the way, Feng Qingchen recited the attack chapter of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" word for word.
As for how to use it?
Sorry, she won't!
"In all matters of military use, the whole country is the first, and the destruction of the country is second. Therefore, it is said: He who knows himself and the enemy will not be in danger in a hundred battles; he who does not know the enemy but knows himself will win one and lose every time. If he does not know the enemy and does not know himself, he will be in danger in every battle."
When the last word fell to the ground, Yu Wenyuanhua no longer knew what to say, and the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.
If this was his reward for escorting Feng Qingchen to the Royal Courtyard, then it would be enough.
but……
"Feng Qingchen, there should be more. Where are the others? Keep going." People are greedy, and he doesn't want too many.
"General Yuwen, you've gone too far." Feng Qingchen returned Yuwen Yuanhua's words to him intact, with a teasing smile in his eyes.
Well……
At this time, Yu Wenyuanhua really didn't dare to confront Feng Qingchen head-on, so he had no choice but to play the mourning soldier card.
"Feng Qingchen, you also know that this journey has been very uneven. The reason why those people in the dark did not take action is because of the face of my Yuwen family. I will use the entire Yuwen family to protect you, just
You are too stingy for such an article on the Art of War, you must at least give it another article."
Although he didn't have much contact with Feng Qingchen, Yu Wenyuanhua knew that Feng Qingchen seemed cold and hard, but was very soft at heart. When dealing with her, he should never be head-on.
Feng Qingchen is smooth in dealing with things, but she is an edgy person. If you want to confront her, you may hit yourself with a bloody head.
In other words, Feng Qingchen is too arrogant. Of course she has the ability to be arrogant.
You make her stronger!
Feng Qingchen nodded in agreement. Just when Yu Wenyuanhua thought she would continue to carry her back, Feng Qingchen said with a smile:
"General Yuwen is right. Qingchen wanted to memorize another article, but unfortunately it was too late. The Royal Courtyard has arrived."
As if to confirm Feng Qingchen's words, the driver pulled the reins, and the handsome horse roared, took three steps on the spot, and stopped.
"General, Miss Qingchen, the Royal Courtyard has arrived."
"How come it's so fast?" Yu Wenyuanhua was depressed. What made him even more depressed was why those people didn't take action along the way, so that they could at least buy a little more time.
Sometimes, being famous is not a good thing. When people see Yuwen's flag, they dare not move it.
"Be good, wait for me to ask you for help if you have a chance in the future." Feng Qingchen patted Yuwen Yuanhua (5) on the shoulder with a sympathetic look.
The meaning of her words was very clear. If she didn't ask Yu Wenyuanhua for help in the future, she would never memorize the art of war easily.
Before Yuwen Yuanhua could react, Feng Qingchen had already jumped off the carriage.
"Wang Qi, thank General Yuwen for me. I owe everything to him today."
Seeing each other when they are close or distant.
"Miss Qingchen."
As soon as Feng Qingchen got off the carriage, the soldiers behind him called out respectfully.
These people are simple-minded. If you treat them well, they will treat you well. If you truly respect them, they will also truly respect you.
These soldiers may be barbaric or vulgar, but they are loyal.
"Hello, brothers. I'm sorry to trouble you all today. Qingchen will treat you all to a drink tomorrow." If I wasn't careful, the generosity of my previous life came back.
Being with a group of soldiers, Feng Qingchen's defensiveness dropped a lot.
"Okay, I have written down what Miss Qingchen said. The Yuwen family's thirty thousand soldiers are waiting for Miss Qingchen." As soon as Yuwen Yuanhua got off the carriage, he heard that Feng Qingchen was buying his soldiers without saying a word.
, and took the words.
"What? Thirty thousand soldiers?" Feng Qingchen turned to look at Yuwen Yuanhua.
Aren't you? You want to make me poor.
For 30,000 people, one drink per person would require thousands of jars. Besides, even the soldiers could drink, so one jar for each person would not be enough.
"What? Does Miss Qingchen regret it? If Miss Qingchen regrets and refuses to invite me, my soldiers of the Yuwen family have nothing to say." Yuwen Yuanhua smiled brightly, and his black face that had been weathered for a long time was full of jest.
smile.
It’s hard to get off the tiger!
Feng Qingchen finally understood what it meant to dig a hole to bury himself...