Deng Feng refused flatly, but Yan Guang still wanted to speak. Deng Feng waved his hand to him and said seriously: "Ziling, there is no need to say more about this matter, I will never let him go."
Yan Guang was silent. It seemed that it was impossible for him to bring Zhu You back this time. He changed the topic and asked: "Yuanzhi asked me to visit Zhongxian, is it okay?"
"This..." Deng Feng pondered and did not answer immediately.
Zhu You is imprisoned in his camp, and the address of his camp is highly confidential. If Yan Guang is allowed to go to the camp to visit Zhu You, the address of the camp will be leaked, which will cause harm to himself. Not a small trouble.
Deng Zijun's eyes lit up and he couldn't hide his excitement. He turned around and said, "Brother, since Zi Ling is just going to visit Zhu You, let Zi Ling go!"
Yan Guang knew what Deng Feng was worried about, and he said seriously: "I don't want to participate in the fight between Yuan Zhi and Uncle Wen, and I won't reveal where Yuan Zhi's army is stationed. I just want to visit." Zhongxian, let’s see how he is doing.”
Deng Feng looked at Yan Guang, then at the impatient little girl beside him, and sighed secretly in his heart. He said to Yan Guang: "I believe in Zi Ling's character. Since Zi Ling has said so, if I refuse again , too inhumane.”
Yan Guang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Yuanzhi!"
"You're welcome, Ziling."
That night, Yan Guang followed brother and sister Deng Feng and Deng Zijun to Deng Fengjun's camp.
Deng Fengjun's camp was actually not near Chaoyang, but near Xinye, located in a mountain col. Once here, Yan Guang had to admire the alertness of Deng Feng's men.
They deliberately led themselves to Chaoyang. It seemed that Deng Fengjun was stationed near Chaoyang. If they followed this clue and really sent spies to search near Chaoyang, even if the spies broke their legs, they would find nothing.
The Grand Sima Wu Han and the Southern General Cen Peng suffered losses one after another in Nanyang. It was really not accidental. Deng Feng's victory was not due to luck. He did have capable people under his command.
Yan Guang followed Deng Feng's brother and sister and entered Deng Fengjun's camp unimpeded. In this mountain col, the tents were connected to the tents, and the horse pens were next to the horse pens. The scope was so wide that one could not see the edge at a glance.
A conservative estimate is that there are definitely no less than 100,000 troops stationed in the camp.
Deng Feng led Yan Guang to a tent. The tent was not far from the Chinese military tent. It was surrounded by three posts, one post, five steps and one sentry. It was heavily guarded. When people saw Deng Feng coming, they all stepped in and saluted, saying in unison: "General!"
Waving to everyone, Deng Feng opened the curtains and walked in. Yan Guang and Deng Zijun followed closely behind. The space of this tent is not very large, but although it is small, it is well-equipped with a bed, a table, and Sitting down.
It was now past midnight, and the camp was completely dark. A soldier took out a fire stick and lit the lampstand.
Yan Guang took a closer look and saw Zhu Youzheng lying on the bed with his clothes on, his back to everyone. He muttered dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing in the middle of the night? Why don't you let me sleep if you don't want to sleep?"
Deng Feng glared at him. He didn't like Liu Xiu, and he didn't like Zhu You either. He said expressionlessly: "Zhu You, look who's here?"
Before Zhu You could reply, Yan Guang said, "How is Mr. Zhong now?"
Zhu You, who had his back turned to everyone, was stunned for a moment. He suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up. He turned around and when he saw Yan Guang, he wondered if his eyes were blurry.
He asked with surprise on his face: "Ziling? Why are you here?"
Deng Feng laughed and said: "Zilingye has surrendered to me, Zhu You, are you still unwilling to surrender now?"
Yan Guang smiled calmly and said, "Yuan Zhi, don't be ridiculous!" He said to Zhu You, "I heard that Zhongxian was captured by Yuan Zhi. I was worried about your safety, so I made a special trip to Nanyang to visit you."
Zhu You let out a sudden realization, then he blinked his eyes and fell on the bed again. He continued to turn his back to everyone and muttered in a low voice: "I'm fine now..."
How could he get better after becoming a prisoner of the enemy? Facing Yan Guang, Zhu You was ashamed and ashamed.
Seeing his appearance, Deng Feng sneered. Yan Guang was considerate and did not stay long, saying, "It's getting late today. Zhong Xian should go to bed early. I'll come see you again at dawn tomorrow!"
As he spoke, he turned around and walked out of the tent. Deng Zijun followed closely behind him and walked out of the tent. Deng Feng smiled and said: "Looking at your fat head and big ears, it turns out that you also know shame."
Zhu You sat up from the bed again angrily, glared at Deng Feng, and said, "What's wrong with the fat head and big ears? I, Old Zhu, am bothering you?"
"Okay, okay, okay! I won't argue with you! Just stay here with peace of mind!" Deng Feng snorted again and left the tent.
"If you have the ability, let's pick up the guys and fight with real swords and guns! If you can beat me, Lao Zhu, then you, Deng Feng, are capable!" Zhu You shouted loudly towards the curtain. Unfortunately, No one responded to him at all.
Zhu You punched the bed, shook his head and said: "A tiger falls flat and is bullied by dogs; a dragon swims in shallow water and is teased by shrimps!"
Yan Guang was originally quite worried about Zhu You's physical condition, but now that he saw Zhu You in person, his heart dropped completely. Zhu You had no injuries on his body, and he was not too thin. Obviously, here with Deng Feng, he had not suffered any injuries. Abuse.
Regarding this point, Yan Guang still admires Deng Feng. After all, not everyone can have such a broad mind as Deng Feng.
Zhu You's roar in the camp just now was also heard by Yan Guang outside. Deng Feng walked up to Yan Guang and said helplessly: "Zi Ling has seen it, Zhong Xian doesn't look like a prisoner, he is more like He is the landlord of this place."
Yan Guang was amused by his words, raised his hands and said: "Yuan Zhiyi, please accept Ziling's obeisance!" As he spoke, he bowed to Deng Fengshen.
Deng Feng quickly stretched out his hand to help him and said: "Zi Ling is too polite. As the saying goes, every wrong has its owner and every debt has its owner. Although Feng is a martial artist and a rough man, he also understands this truth."
His enemy was not Zhu You, but Wu Han and Liu Xiu behind Wu Han. He changed the subject and said with a smile: "It's rare to see Zi Ling today. Come on, let's go have a few drinks!"
Yan Guang did not refuse, and went to the Zhongjun tent with Deng Feng, and Deng Zijun also followed in. Normally, Deng Feng would not allow her to enter the Zhongjun tent, but today Yan Guang came, and Deng Feng turned a blind eye. He just kept his eyes open and didn't say much.
He felt that the Deng family was quite miserable when it came to relationships. His uncle Deng Chen and his aunt Liu Yuan were inseparable and loved each other very much, but in the end they parted ways. He and Yuan Feier were in love with each other, but in the end they were both heavenly beings. separated.
The younger sister has a special liking for Yan Guang, but Yan Guang is obsessed with Taoism. He is indifferent to fame and fortune, has a pure heart and few desires, comes and goes as he pleases, and lives like an immortal.
For the Deng family, this relationship was more difficult than the last. Thinking of this, he sighed, picked up the wine glass, and said: "Come, Ziling, you and I have a drink!"
Yan Guang and Deng Feng clinked their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.
Deng Zijun acted as a servant beside her, holding a wine pot and pouring wine for the two of them. Although she was doing the work of a servant, she looked at her elder brother and then at Yan Guang, with a satisfied look on her face and eyelashes.
They almost burst out laughing.
It was rare to see my little sister so happy. Deng Feng took the jug over, poured a glass of wine for Deng Zijun, and said, "Little sister, you accompany your elder brother and Zi Ling and drink some too!"
Deng Zijun looked at Yan Guang timidly and responded delicately: "Okay!"
Deng Feng looked at Yan Guang and asked, "Where did Ziling go the last time we said goodbye?"
Yan Guang said with a smile: "Qingzhou! At the farthest point, we reached the corner of Chengshan Mountain."
Deng Feng looked confused and asked: "Chengshanjiao? What is that place?"
"I know!" Deng Zijun rushed to answer as if offering a treasure: "Chengshanjiao is in Donglai, also called Chengshantou. When the First Emperor was looking for the elixir of immortality, he went to Chengshanjiao and said it was the end of the sky!"
Deng Feng was stunned for a while after hearing this. Yan Guang nodded and smiled, praising: "Miss Deng is very knowledgeable."
Looking at the two people singing in harmony, Deng Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud. He asked mysteriously: "Ziling, is there really an elixir of immortality in Donglai?"
Yan Guang smiled and said: "If there is really a medicine for immortality, why did the First Emperor collapse?" After a pause, he asked: "Isn't Yuan Zhi also obsessed with this kind of legend?"
Deng Feng waved his hand and said: "I am not pursuing the art of immortality! A person's life span is only a few decades. He should live upright and be happy with his grudges. Only in this way can he live up to this life!"
Looking at Deng Feng in front of him, Yan Guang suddenly thought of himself when he was young. When he was young, he also had such ideals and ambitions. Of course, even now, Yan Guang is not very old.
Moreover, he is a Taoist and has a pure heart. Others tend to get older as they live, but he has a bit of a reverse growth, getting younger and younger. Now he looks like he is in his early twenties.
Deng Feng picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "My thoughts should be incompatible with Ziling, right?"
Yan Guang also picked up the cup, touched it with Deng Feng, and said, "Zi Zi."
"ah?"
"In this world, it is a lifetime to live happily and grudges, and it is also a lifetime to live a pure and devoid of desires. As long as you live freely, why should you care about what others think?"
Deng Feng and Yan Guang looked at each other for a moment, raised his head, and drank all the wine in the glass. Then he put down the glass, smiled with his palms in his hands, and praised: "It's so nice! Drinking with Ziling is really a blessing in life!"
It is difficult for anyone to feel bored or hostile toward Yan Guang. Because he doesn’t fight for anything and wants nothing. How can he be repulsive and hostile to someone who doesn’t fight for anything?
Even though Deng Feng and Liu Xiu were currently in an incompatible and hostile relationship, Yan Guang was able to become their friend at the same time, even a close friend. Speaking of which, this is also an extraordinary skill.
The three of them were drinking and chatting. Unknowingly, they had finished seven or eight bottles of wine. Of course, these seven or eight bottles of wine basically went into the stomachs of Yan Guang and Deng Feng.
When Yan Guang stood up and was about to say goodbye, he felt top-heavy and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Deng Feng had quick hands and quick eyes to help Yan Guang, who fell forward.
"Too much! Zi Ling drank too much tonight!" Deng Feng said that Yan Guang drank too much. In fact, his body was swaying from side to side, his tongue was hard, and he could not speak clearly.
Deng Zijun was the most sober among the three. She held Yan Guang's arm and said to Deng Feng, "Brother, I'll take Zi Ling to the tent to rest!"
Deng Feng nodded and said, "Remember to find someone to help you..."
"No need, brother, I can do it on my own!" Deng Zijun supported Yan Guang and walked out of the Chinese military tent. Once outside, she asked the guard at the door to find an empty tent. Then, she supported Yan Guang and walked into the tent.
Deng Zijun slowly laid Yan Guang down on the bed, and Deng Zijun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
She knelt down next to the bed and looked closely at Yan Guang, who had fallen asleep. She raised her hand and gently touched Yan Guang's face, murmuring to herself: "There are so many handsome men than you, why do I only look at them?"
