The voice was very strange, and the appearance of the speaker was not common. The skin was dark and rough. The hair was not neatly combed like other men, and it was not tied up. It was just casually spread out and braided with a few small braids. The man had a faint beard and had a sturdy figure, but his facial features were as beautiful as other sons of the Xuan family.

Feng Yuheng had seen this person more than two years ago, but he could only tell a little bit of what he looked like before, and most of them had changed. Needless to think about it, this must be the eighth prince stationed in the border south, Xuan Tianmo.

Feng Yuheng thought that it was really like what the ladies said when they were in Jingci Palace. The eighth prince didn’t have a smell that others didn’t have, but they were not the kind they smelled, but they needed to be carefully tasted. In ancient times, women were embarrassed to say it, but they could analyze it more clearly. To put it bluntly, what taste was? It was just the taste of a man! Compared with other princes, they were less noble, but more rough, but it was this roughness that made him look more unique and more masculine. At first glance, he felt more secure than the sixth prince and seventh prince.

Speaking of which, Xuan Tianming had also fought in the northwest for two years, but speaking of which, Xuan Tianming was quite delicate. I think even if he was fighting, he would never allow himself to become like this. In his opinion, this is probably no different from a savage.

Feng Yuheng thought about it, she couldn't help but look at Xuan Tianming's handsome face, and couldn't help but chuckled, but Xuan Tianming also looked at her. As if she could guess what she was thinking in her heart, her eyes stood up and rolled her eyes unceremoniously. Xuan Tiange saw these little movements of the two people in a real way, and secretly joked about Feng Yuheng for a long time.

Everyone fell down according to the order of the main and second place. Xuan Tiange was not polite about the Eighth Prince's luminous cup. After thanking her, she even shouted that there was no need to be a bag, which made Tianmo laugh. In short, Xuan Tiange was the only daughter of the Xuan family, and these princes still loved her a little.

The table with the luminous cup was full of concubines, princesses, princesses, and princesses. The other female family members of the official family had to look at it from a distance and envied them, but some people were thinking about finding an opportunity to get close to it, and at least they were close to it to watch it. After all, ordinary people still rarely see such things, and even these high-ranking officials are not common.

At this time, Tianwu also spoke without saying any New Year's greetings. He praised the Eighth Prince first - "Mo'er came back from the south, not only brought back so many luminous cups, but also brought back a lot of treasures from the small desert country. I was also very open to my eyes. There are many things that we cannot see in Dashun, and the ancient Shu tribute is hidden every year. Let's choose them ourselves and take whatever we like."

Everyone was ashamed of this. Even Xuan Tiange could not listen to it. He murmured in a low voice: "Why does this sound like a bandit? Uncle Emperor is really... the banditry is getting stronger and stronger."

Feng Yuheng also agreed and said, "Didn't this mean it was stolen by Your Highness into the desert?"

Xuan Tiange nodded: "It must be robbed, otherwise do you think the things in the desert can flow to us? Didn't you hear the emperor say that the ancient Shu couldn't bear to give us more tribute every year. With so many luminous cups, God knows that the starlings robbed several countries."

"But he has also made a name for stealing." Feng Yuheng said, "most of those small countries have surrendered under his looting. Not only are they afraid of him, but they also respect him. They may not all be sure to join forces to protect him and fight for bloody storm in the court."

Xuan Tiange frowned, but was not surprised. She told Feng Yuheng: "My father never likes to manage the government and never discusses affairs in the court in the government. He heard a lot of things from Xifeng. After all, General Pingnan is concerned about the South. Last time he heard about his old subordinates being killed, he was so angry that he almost went there himself. At least he was persuaded by his family. Xifeng said that General Pingnan had something to say that there would be chaos in the south for less than half a year, and this chaos was not just a small chaos in the south. The goal should be to go straight to Dashun Middle Earth. I thought, this chaos must not be related to the starling brother, but I don't know how hard he was to make trouble."

Feng Yuheng knew this. She had analyzed the situation in the south with Xuan Tianming, and Xuan Tianming had just returned from the south for a while and was very clear about the situation on the other end. But she didn't tell Xuan Tiange much. It would be enough to have her alone to bear such a tiring thing, and there was no need to drag her down to worry about it.

At this time, Tianwu had already changed his previous topic and began to talk about the very high-sounding New Year greetings, which were very literary, and it was still a bit difficult for her to understand some of the meanings. After all, the ancients used words and sentences in regular occasions and written words were still difficult to understand. Unlike the vernacular language that they usually spoke, Feng Yuheng was really troubled by these things.

There was nothing left and right, while fiddling with a luminous cup in front of her, she also turned her eyes to the prince's seat opposite. Today was a round table, which looked like a festive reunion, but in this way, there were destined to be several people who had to turn their backs to her. The eldest prince, the second prince, the fourth prince, was right in front of the fifth prince, the sixth prince, was on the side, and the eighth prince, Xuan Tianming, was facing her before, and let her see it clearly.

As soon as he looked, another person came over immediately. He was very powerful. Feng Yuheng felt a wildness like a wild wolf in the eyes that came over. When the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo looked at her, he did not restrain his breath at all. He just stared at him, as if he was provoking, and as if he was declaring war on her.

Feng Yuheng did not compete with the same strength. Of course, she, a little girl, could not really have the male arousal. She just smiled at the man and easily slid a thousand pounds, making Xuan Tianmo's punch seem to hit cotton, soft and cotton, instantly strengthening his strength. But Xuan Tianmo really surprised Feng Yuheng. In such a contest, he lost a round, but the other party did not show any embarrassment or anger at all. Instead, he naturally smiled, picked up the wine glass and compared it at her, then took a sip, and immediately found his demeanor.

Feng Yuheng also raised his cup and whispered, but he had to sigh in his heart. No wonder Xuan Tiange said that her starling is not like the third brother at the time. Now it seems that not only has a bad identity, but the third prince Xuan Tianye was not as good as the eighth prince in terms of being a human being. In her impression, Xuan Tianye just blindly put pressure on his opponent. If this pressure is lost, he will have no other way. Apart from anger, Xuan Tianye can't find anything else. But Xuan Tianmo is different. Whether it is cold, hot, hatred or laugh, they all change freely in the blink of an eye. Such a person is indeed an excellent opponent!

She looked at Xuan Tianming again, and the two looked at each other in a sympathetic way and smiled bitterly. It was obvious that Xuan Tianming that Feng Yuheng had observed had long been aware of. For many years, he knew this starling brother too well. So he said to Feng Yuheng in his lips without any trace: "Be careful of the eighth brother." Then he stopped talking about anything else, and turned his head to listen to Emperor Tianwu's super long congratulations.

Feng Yuheng also withdrew his gaze and started playing with the cup in his hand. But he didn't know that at the table of Xuan Tianming, there was another gaze, which was delivered like a humble gentleman, not like Xuan Tianhua, which always contained a forbearing sadness. It was filled with appreciation and a yearning that could not be explained clearly.

When Emperor Tianwu finally finished speaking, Feng Yuheng was obviously relieved, but saw that the other officials and ministers were not as tormented as her, but were excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. So everyone stood up, bowed to Tianwu again, and said, "The Emperor is the wise!"

Next is the gift gift process. Obviously, when the women were at Jingciguan, they had not had time to take this step. This also allowed Feng Yuheng to see the generous actions of people when giving gifts to the emperor again. The release of various rare treasures also opened her eyes, and even saw several main materials collected from her jade mine.

Zi Rui was also among the gift givers. The child was originally brought by Xuan Tianming, but after all, Xuan Feiyu also entered the palace and the two children got into the same place. Xuan Feiyu's injuries were much better and he was not in a hindrance. However, Zi Rui was very sensible and no longer played with him like before. Instead, he carefully protected Feiyu, for fear that he would be injured, which would make the second prince praise him well.

Zi Rui's gift was prepared by Feng Yuheng himself. Although it was not as dazzling as other people's gifts, Feng Yuheng's things were not comparable to others. Whether it was a pen, a pen water, or the paper from her space, they were not available at all in this era. They were unprecedented and unprecedented. Tianwu was curious about Zi Rui's things and listened to his explanations seriously. He also learned to pour ink into the pen on the spot, and then wrote a few words on the paper as Zi Rui put it out.

The awkward way of holding the pen made Tianwu not very accustomed to it. The first few words were written in a crooked manner and were not good at all. But when he wrote the fifth one, he obviously found a feeling. The ones he wrote were smoother and smoother, and he became happier. At the end of the writing, he couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe this kind of thing can be used for my Dashun, it can be said to be my Dashun's blessing!" He said, and immediately looked at Feng Yuheng. Tianwu certainly understood that Zirui, a child, could not get these good things from every family, and most of the strange things he had seen in the past two years were tinkered with by Feng Yuheng.

Feng Yuheng had known this result, and it would not be very difficult to construct a fountain pen. Now there are steel tools, making steel is no longer a problem. As long as there are skilled craftsmen, it is not difficult to make a fountain pen. As for the water of the pen, it is just a kind of ink and it is not difficult to come out.

So she nodded and stood up to tell Tianwu: "This thing was given by the Persian master of my daughter-in-law back then, and she also taught her daughter-in-law the art of making it. After the New Year, my daughter-in-law looked for some craftsmen to try it, and she should not disappoint her father."

Tianwu was very happy and immediately instructed Feng Yuheng to do this matter seriously. If it is done well, it will be rewarded.

But as soon as this was said, a voice suddenly came, asking Feng Yuheng, "The princess said that the thing came from Persia? Do you think this is true?"
Chapter completed!