On the third day of the Lunar New Year, snow started to fall again. Without any warning, it fell from scattered patches to patches. In just a short time, the ground was covered with white frost. The wind blew even Feng Yuheng had to squint her eyes.
.
The man on horseback lowered his eyes and looked down, watching the girl in a lavender winter robe looking at him with a cold little face. Although she was short, the perseverance in her eyes could not be ignored.
He soon heard her answer, a voice even colder than his - "Bu Cong, long time no see." The voice was clear and clear, and with such heavy snow, it was like an elf from the north.
Feng Jinyuan looked at Bu Cong and felt his heart getting angry. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Running horses in the capital, General Bu is so majestic! But I don't know if the general who has been missing for so long returns to the capital this time to plead guilty or to rebel?"
What he said was very serious, but Bu Cong didn't even look at him. He only let the deputy general next to him answer Feng Jinyuan's words for him: "Returning to Mr. Zuo Xiang, General Bu left the capital with the emperor's secret decree.
We have wiped out a few small groups of rebel forces in the border area. We returned to Beijing victorious today to return our orders to the Holy One."
Feng Jinyuan suddenly frowned, "His Majesty's secret decree? Bu Cong is not missing at all?"
His mind began to turmoil, and he always felt that it was definitely not a good thing for Bu Cong to come back to Beijing to speak to Feng's family. He didn't even know when the Holy Emperor issued the secret decree. As a prime minister, this was not a good sign.
He had already made several guesses, but Bu Cong's eyes never moved away from Feng Yuheng. The two just looked at each other, one more fierce than the other, neither of them willing to give in.
Finally, Bu Cong spoke first, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said: "I knew you wouldn't die so easily, but why do I feel that even if you don't die, you won't be the same Feng Yuheng you used to be? What I remember is
Feng Yuheng will not be so sharp and cruel as to force the Bu family to do this."
The cold light in Feng Yuheng's eyes became even worse: "You are no longer Bu Cong. The Bu Cong in my memory would not go to the frontier under the pretense of attending my funeral. I'm afraid the general will gain a lot from this trip, right?"
Biannan is an uninhabited land in the southernmost part of Dashun. Because of the heat, not a single blade of grass grows all year round. The stones can cook eggs in the sun. Both the Dashun Kingdom and the ancient Shu Kingdom in the south voluntarily abandoned that place. No one wanted to
Over time, some small forces will gradually use that place as a base to develop and build it, braving the heat and doing things that are harmful to both countries.
Bu Cong brought a secret order to suppress Biannan. He was afraid that he had won this job with Emperor Tianwu. If he said that he was really just doing things for the country, Feng Yuheng would not believe him even if he was beaten to death. If it weren't for the fact that Biannan and the area were profitable.
, how could he make this trip in vain?
"Haha!" Bu Cong burst out laughing, then pointed his hand at Feng Yuheng: "You are indeed not her!"
Feng Yuheng suddenly smiled coquettishly. As soon as she smiled, Leng Kubingshuang's little face just now was like an illusion, disappearing in an instant, and was replaced by a face that was a little shy and a little expectant.
The face of a thirteen-year-old girl.
For a moment, Bu Cong almost thought that he was dazzled, not now, but before. This was Feng Yuheng's original appearance, and this was the impression he had of chasing after Yao Yao Shenyi many years ago.
The girl who took medicine together.
He regretted his previous impulse, quickly got off his horse, and hurried to Feng Yuheng. He wanted to apologize to her, and wanted to tell her that he was just confused because of the death of his grandfather and aunt.
But the moment he came closer, the sweet smile on Feng Yuheng's face stopped again. Although it was not frosty again, it clearly showed unfamiliarity and wariness.
Bu Cong heard Feng Yuheng say to him again in that crisp voice: "General Bu, you have good eyesight."
He was startled, and for a moment his whole body became cold, and he felt as if his pores were standing on end. Fear rushed over his face, making him irresistible.
Bu Cong remembered that before Feng Yuheng spoke, he was the one who said "You are really not her" at the end. Therefore, this sentence "General Bu has good eyesight" was in reply to his words. But... she is not Feng Yuheng, and
Who is it?
Bu Cong felt as if he had fallen into a puzzle, and as if he had fallen into a thousand years of ice and cold, completely losing his mobility. He wanted to mount his horse and leave, but his feet were stuck to the ground as if they were filled with iron.
Can't pull it out.
But the girl in front of him changed her face again, looking puzzled: "General Bu, what's wrong with you? Why is there sweat on your forehead in such a cold day?" As he spoke, he did the same thing again.
The Malay lieutenant said: "Your general may be hot. Please take off his cloak quickly. Sweating like this will cause wind and cold."
The lieutenant general didn't know why, but when he saw that Bu Cong was sweating, he started to pick off his cloak.
Bu Cong didn't react at all, so he let his lieutenant take it off. It wasn't until the cloak was taken off that he shivered from the cold.
He looked at Feng Yuheng in surprise and wanted to ask who you are, but he couldn't say the words. Kang Yi, who was protected by Feng Jinyuan behind him, said: "The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
It’s better to go back home.”
Feng Jinyuan didn't want to leave. He could see that Feng Yuheng had the upper hand in this silent fight. He especially wanted to wait and see Bu Cong's poor performance, but when he saw Kang Yi
When his face turned pale from the cold, he couldn't help but feel distressed again.
"Let's go back home." He said considerately, and then personally took off his cloak and put it on Ru Jia, and then called Feng Yuheng: "Aheng, go home."
"Okay!" She responded with a crisp smile, and then said to Bu Cong: "If the general has a hot and burning heart, it is not appropriate to enter the palace to see the saint. The Baicao Hall is just opposite. You can go in for a consultation and catch up.
Take the medicine. I think they are all acquaintances, Wang Lin—" She called out, and when Wang Lin stepped forward in response, she added: "Give General Bu a 20% discount." Then she turned around and left without staying any longer.
After the group of people left in the carriage, Li Kun, who was also left behind, paid for the wontons, then glanced at Bu Cong, and led his entourage into the snow.
It is said that Bu Cong stood on the street for a long time, until the snow on his shoulders was two fingers thick. When he finally wanted to leave, he found that the soles of his boots had already frozen to the snow, and it took a lot of force to move.
Can be pulled out.
But Feng Yuheng didn't know this. After getting on the carriage, she directly took the bowl of wontons that Huang Quan had packed for her just now and ate it. The aroma spread to Feng Jinyuan's nose, making him swallow his saliva.
Seeing that Feng Yuheng was not eating well, she couldn't help but scolded her: "It's a girl's family, but you are still a lady in the Wang family, why don't you know how to pay more attention?"
Feng Yuheng asked Huang Quan while drinking the soup: "Do you still need this bowl?"
Huang Quan told her: "Miss, feel free to eat. I gave you more money and bought this bowl together."
Seeing that she was being ignored, Feng Jinyuan couldn't help but become even more angry, "I'm talking to you!"
Feng Yuheng ate the last wonton, drank the last mouthful of soup, and then handed the bowl to Huang Quan, who then wiped the residual soup from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and then she spoke, but she asked him in return: "
It suddenly snows and turns cold, and an unmarried daughter drinks a bowl of wontons to warm herself up in front of her father. What's there to be concerned about?"
Feng Jinyuan was speechless again by what she said. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the same thing. When the child is cold, it is indeed a common thing to drink some soup to warm him up. Why should he be so excited?
"But..." Feng Yuheng spoke again, "What kind of father is a father who doesn't even protect his own daughter in times of crisis?"
"You..." Feng Jinyuan really wanted to slap her and ask her how brave she was to speak to her father like this. But he couldn't lift the slap because he felt guilty. He just walked
When Cong's horse hoofed up, he was thinking about not letting Kangxi and Ru Jia get hurt, and indeed he forgot about Feng Yuheng. Even before Feng Yuheng said these words, he was completely
I never felt sorry for my behavior.
The definition of daughter has always been shallow in his mind. Even in the past, he only had extravagant hopes for Shen Yu because of her beautiful appearance. But now, this second daughter has made this truth clear.
When he came out, he was speechless.
Two carriages stopped one after another in front of the Feng Mansion. Feng Jinyuan got out of the car first, almost as if he was running away. When Feng Yuheng came out later, she saw her father rushing to the other carriage.
He put his hands down and waited for Fu Kangyi to come down.
She raised her eyebrows and said loudly: "Father! It's snowy and slippery, and my daughter is so scared. Can father help her?"
Feng Jinyuan was not willing to help her, so he said casually: "Isn't there a girl? Let the girl help you!"
"Alas!" A heavy sigh came, "That day in the palace, A-Heng accidentally slipped. It was the father who held A-Heng with his own hands and told his daughter that I could not let Heng fall in the palace.
Fell down, otherwise Feng Aiqing would be very distressed when she returns home. Alas, how could my father know that he doesn’t care whether Aheng falls or not? Huang Quan, come and help me."
Huang Quan jumped off the carriage, carefully supported Feng Yuheng, and said at the same time: "If the emperor knew that the young lady was living in such a situation in the palace, he would definitely feel distressed. Young lady, you must be careful, if you fall and get injured, you can
We no longer have the energy to make steel for Dashun.”
Feng Jinyuan's scalp felt numb when he heard it. The two people spoke one sentence after another, piercing his heart. He gave up on Kang Yi in desperation and walked back to help Feng Yuheng in person.
But when Feng Yuheng put her little hand on his wrist, she smiled and said: "Father is so funny, Aheng is your biological daughter, not Princess Kang Yi. Why are you shaking when you help your daughter out of the car?"
Feng Jin Yuan said in his heart that I was scared by you, but he said: "Don't talk too much, but be careful. The road that has just snowed is the most icy." If you really fall, it will be good or bad.
Apart from anything else, the impact on steel production was a top priority. How could he explain it to the emperor?
Feng Yuheng arched her eyebrows and smiled at Feng Jinyuan, "Thank you, father." Finally her feet landed on the ground, and she added in a low voice: "This is like a father."
But at this moment, I suddenly heard a scream from the carriage behind - "Ah!" Then, there was a "plop" and someone fell hard to the ground.