Lian Yufeng looked at the unmelted spring snow outside the window and sighed: "The snow fell too much this year. For the fierce tribes who mainly hunt for nomads, they will definitely suffer heavy losses. If it is a marriage, Zhao Boyang will definitely take out some.

Sincerely, I heard that in recent years, the Zhao family army has been recuperating and has not forgotten to open up wastelands and farmlands while training. The army is a farmer and a military farm. It has been well managed. In terms of grain output, it is better than the Emperor Dajing, who has the most fertile land.

many."

Su Yiqing was silent. Although she almost never left home after she got married, she still had some understanding of the outside world.

The fierce tribes have many war horse furs, and both sides can exchange and get what they need, but they can achieve a win-win situation.

If we look at the perspective of ordinary people, we are mutually beneficial, wouldn’t it be better to live in harmony? In the war, life is in trouble, and most of the dead are ordinary people, but those in power will never think so. They are not allowed to sit beside their beds.

Someone sleeps soundly.

The Great Zhou was already shaking, but now the Meng Clan came up with such an idea and forced the Great Zhou to make a statement, which means there is no room for negotiation.

Perhaps this is just a strategy of the Feng Clan. No matter how much their tribe admires Zhao Boyang's courage, after all, they have deep blood hatred. It is probably not that easy to turn swords into jade without any grudges, but there is no turning back on the start of construction. Since they have put forward this idea,

The Great Zhou really had the same perfunctory attitude as before, so they could only hold on. Anyway, they were the only one, so this battle could not be fought no matter what. It would be better to communicate with each other and get more benefits.

Su Yiqing thought about it. If he was the Emperor of the Great Zhou, he would probably have to take an attitude. At least a few small fights, it would be better to perfunctory the Meng clan, and he would never sit idly by and watch the Meng clan marry Dajing. If he had the chance to rebel, he would not fight back.

, Afterwards, she suddenly thought of a question that was the biggest concern to her, and suddenly looked at Lian Yufeng: "If the war really starts, who will lead the army in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Lian Yufeng nodded slightly, confirming Su Yiqing's conjecture.

Now the whole court is full of people. The most suitable one is him. His army is now the most powerful and fearful of the emperor. Therefore, sending him to the battlefield can weaken his strength regardless of winning or losing.

"How can this be done?" Su Yiqing suddenly became nervous. She grabbed Lian Yufeng's hand tightly, "How can you go to the battlefield?"

Although Lian Yufeng was not a weak scholar, in Su Yiqing's heart, he was just a noble young man who was good at scheming and asked him to go to the battlefield to kill those reckless men. She really couldn't believe what kind of scene it was.

Seeing Su Yiqing getting anxious, Lian Yufeng patted her hand to comfort her: "Don't worry, things may not be so bad. Although the Feng Clan adopts a forced attitude, I can't let anyone go.

The forced people of the Meng tribe have recently set up casinos and brothels in the Dazhou area. They have opened up wealth, lured the children of wealthy families in the city to gamble, and trafficked women in good families to force good women to become prostitutes. The methods are very despicable. There are many wealthy families in the city who have lost all their money, and powerful families are also deeply loved by them.

The harm is only due to the relationship between the two countries, and local officials are inevitably hindered. Many people have already dared to be angry but dared not speak out. If they form an alliance with the Meng tribe, the Meng tribe's actions in the Great Zhou Dynasty will inevitably be more unscrupulous. I will seize it.

This weakness is the one who united the court officials to make suggestions to the emperor. Even if the Feng Clan and Zhao Boyang really marry, they cannot really work together. It is not difficult to convince the emperor. Don't worry, I will tell you in advance, just want you to be mentally prepared.

, lest you be even more panicked if others say something in your ear.”

For the sake of the child in her belly, Su Yiqing took a deep breath, nodded, calming down her mood, but still looked at Lian Yufeng's eyes and said sincerely: "If there is really something, you must tell me, we

We can think of a way together, don’t take risks alone.”

When necessary, she can look for Zhao Boyang. Zhao Boyang will not be unable to see that this is a strategy of the Feng Clan. If he takes the lead in refusing to marry, then the Feng Clan will have no reason to force him. I believe Zhao Boyang doesn't want to see the war breaking out again.

Lian Yufeng nodded and agreed: "I will. Whenever there is any news, I will tell you so that you will not know it from others."

Su Yiqing believes that even Yufeng, the couple has been so long, he will not even hide such things, and there is no benefit. Even if he can seal the mouths of the maids and women in the mansion, he will not be able to partner with outsiders, such as Mrs. Meng and other relatives.

The mouth.

...

At the same time, in Dajing and Luzhou, thousands of miles apart.

Zhao Boyang stood at the high city and looked into the distance. Everyone around him was far away. He was the only one standing there. His wide robe and big sleeves were blown up by the strong wind, and he looked like an exiled immortal, just like before.

The image of a general who is cold and decisive in armor is very different, but it is still as alienated and indifferent as before.

"Did the Marshal miss home?" Huo Feng, the female general who was obsessed with looking at him in the distance seemed to be murmuring, or as if asking the people around him.

"A real man, how can he miss home all the time?" Jing Gang, who was standing beside him, laughed. He was not deliberately mocking Huo Feng, but the female general's thoughts were well known to everyone in Luzhou, and she did not hide her from her at all.

I hope to take off the layer of gauze that the woman pursues the man, but the goddess is determined to be King Xiang without dreams, and there has been no progress over the years.

After Huo Feng was refuted, he was not angry and glared at Jing Gang: "The Marshal is not a rough man like you who doesn't know a lot of words. He cares about nothing. How do you know that he is not homesick? Look at him and look at him.

It is the direction of the capital, or is thinking about when the tyrant monarch can be overthrown? I heard that the people in the capital have become more and more miserable, and many people have escaped these days."

Jing Gang was not so sentimental, sympathized with this and pity that, and did not care about Huo Feng's face as a girl, and said directly: "Maybe he was thinking about the confidante in the capital."

"The Marshal has a confidante in the capital?" Huo Feng was shocked and stared at Jing Gang with wide eyes.

"Of course, the Marshal is a normal man, and he was a famous noble son in the capital in the past. He is such a person. The girls who admire him can be arranged from the south of the city to the north of the city. There are countless ladies and jades in the family, so naturally there are those who can make the general fall in love with him." Jing Gang

As if he was deliberately making Huo Feng uncomfortable, he just said it casually.

"I don't believe it, are you lying to me, are you?" Huo Feng stomped his feet and looked at Jing Gang angrily.

Jing Gang waved his hand: "If you don't believe me, I will ask the marshal. I believe the marshal will not lie. This is not shameful."

This... Huo Feng didn't dare to ask. He bit his lip hard, and then said with some suspicion: "I heard that you are not the general's old subordinate. You are only two or three years ahead of me when you are with the general. Why?

Do you know this?"

Jing Gang grinned and said, "You don't know what you know, march and war. In your spare time, what do men talk most? It's women, especially the girls they like. The marshal doesn't talk much, but drinks a lot.

I will say a few words, but I won’t know?"

"What does she look like?" Huo Feng bit his lip and asked again. She did not ask who the girl was. If the Marshal was a confidante when he was in the capital, he would definitely be quite old. The serious girl would have married a long time ago.

Maybe there are several children, those unjust. Maybe they will be gone in this troubled times. Even if they are still alive, what is the identity of the marshal? How can they match those low-class women? What is important is what the marshal likes

The woman?

Jing Gang closed his eyes and thought about it. The girl's appearance was a little blurry in memory, or he had not looked at her appearance carefully. He couldn't remember it, so he stopped thinking about it and opened his eyes and said, "It can enter the marshal's eyes."

, of course, he has a look like a fairy, is there anything else? I can't describe it like a rough person. Anyway, it's the kind of daughter of a big family who can enter the kitchen and go out of the hall."

"The daughter of everyone?" A trace of disdain flashed in Huo Feng's eyes, "It's not like Miss Wu, right?"

Miss Wu, who Huo Feng mentioned, is the daughter of a salt merchant Wu Cunfu. Wu Cunfu was born in the salt ox, and only this daughter is under his knees. The Wu family lacks everything, but they are not short of money.

Yan Xiao was born and knew more about speculation. When he saw the war broke out, he donated a large sum of money to Zhao's army and bought a peace first. In addition, he relied on his daughter's gorgeous face and went to the marshal all day long, which was obviously

Want someone to marry his daughter to the marshal.

It’s really a delusional idea. A small merchant or the cheapest salt merchant dares to attack the marshal?

Every time Huo Feng saw Miss Wu's timid look, he would not get angry, and he wished he could beat the pretentious woman away with a whip.

Jing Gang dared not be vague on this issue. He really wanted to misunderstand the shrew Huo Feng. As soon as he got angry, he really gave Miss Wu a whip and punch. Could this Miss Wu be dead? He hurriedly said: "Of course it's not.

Miss Wu is like this. Miss Wu is considered a lady from a wealthy family, but she has a lot of money at home and looks like she is doing. The real lady from a wealthy family is not like this. She pinched her voice and raised her fingers and pinched her handkerchief.

Covering your mouth seems like you have been suffering from colds or tuberculosis for many years... "

What Jing Gang described was vivid.

Huo Feng couldn't help but smile, then frowned and asked, "What exactly is that?"

Jing Gang became a little impatient: "Everyone said that I am a rough man, but I can't say it well. Anyway, I am the real daughter of a great lady, the lady among ladies, and the only one in the famous ladies' club."

Just as he was talking.

Zhao Boyang had already jumped down from the top of the city and walked past them like a gust of wind.

"Marson." Huo Feng hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face.

But Zhao Boyang didn't even look at her, and walked over, which made many people around him look at Huo Feng with sympathy.

Fortunately, Huo Feng is not an ordinary woman. She was too embarrassed to be an ordinary woman, but she just stomped her feet. This time she didn't force her to follow her, but just went home to find a way.

When they returned home, the personal maid, Liang Hong and Liang Yu, who are now her deputy general, came up to meet him. One of them took Huo Feng's whip and the other served Huo Feng hot tea.

Huo Feng sat carelessly on the tiger-skin chair thinking, not drinking tea or changing his clothes, just sitting there.

Liang Hong and Liang Yu looked at each other and asked carefully: "General, what's wrong? Is Miss Wu pestering the Marshal again?"

"No." Huo Feng said upset.

"Why is that?" Liang Yu asked again.

"Yes..." Huo Feng is still a girl no matter how he is. Although he has already been known to everyone, he is not easy to yell all day long. After a while, he said, "What do you think of a real lady like?

”

The lady of a family? Liang Hong and Liang Yu looked at each other, and finally Liang Yu said, "Isn't it just like Miss Wu, who is so squeamish, and you have to walk in three steps. You speak like someone is pinching your throat, and you can eat two bean sprouts.

Said he was being held up."

"No, Jing Gang said that it was just the daughter of a nouveau riche. She was so slutty that she couldn't be called a lady from a noble family." Huo Feng was even more upset.

"What Jing Xianfeng said? Can you take it seriously?" Liang Hong was a little disdainful. She was not young anymore and had been considering her lifelong affairs. They were already deputy generals by the lady, so naturally they could not marry a flat head again.

The people became more sensible, and most soldiers looked down on them, and they all had official positions.

However, those who have official positions are either old or married, and have already brought their children and daughters. The few remaining young and promising but have no wives, either have beautiful confidantes or are more obsessed with their stubbornness than their scruples.

I was looking forward to marrying a lady from a wealthy family, but I didn’t like them as a deputy general, but actually the girl who was a little maid.

After observing, Jing Gang can still get into her eyes. I heard that Jing Gang was born into a bandit, but he does not have too many bandits. He is loyal and does not bully the weak. I don’t think he will be picky about her little maid’s origin.

, and Jing Gang has a good relationship with the marshal. If he marrys Jing Gang himself, he can speak for the lady.

As a result, I just expressed my thoughts to Jing Gang, and was ridiculed, saying that it was from every girl's family, it would be better to be more reserved. Don't think that wearing military uniforms like a man really wants men to have no taboos. I chase them.

It’s okay to succeed, but it’s not until it gets out that it’s me who suffers from it, and it also implicates others in vain.

Liang Hong was so angry that she fell back into the house and fell several cups. She didn't dare to tell others. She didn't even say anything about her own sister, so she could only get angry secretly. Fortunately, Jing Gang was careless, but she didn't spread the matter everywhere.

, just pretended that this was not the case, she felt a little more at ease.

Liang Yu did not take Jing Gang's words seriously like his sister, and said, "It's not true. I heard that Jing Gang ran to the world in his early years, went to many places, and met many ladies from a wealthy family. Their men pay attention to brotherhood.

I told my brother many things that Jing Gang has been following the marshal since he rose up, and maybe he really understands the marshal's preferences."

As soon as he said that, Liang Hong hurriedly gave her sister a secret wink. The lady didn't say that this matter was related to the marshal. Why didn't my sister carry any pots? It should be more tactful if she said it. (To be continued~^~

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