Sheng Fu

Chapter 558
a few days later.

King Zhen'an's army arrived at the foot of Henglong Mountain as scheduled. The deer were high-spirited and the soldiers were refreshed.

At the foot of the mountain, King Zhen'an looked back at the banquet that was nearly a hundred miles long, and smiled knowingly: "Is this Yu Wenjun's wish, or yours?"

Wearing black and gold armor today, Wu Mi bowed slightly and said with a bright smile, "This is Mrs. Yu Wenjun's wish. Yu Wenjun probably can't think of such a good idea."

Behind Jing Hanqing, Zhang Benchu ​​and other cabinet members, in front of such a peerless powerhouse as King Zhen'an, they felt a little lack of breath. I don't know whether it was shyness or timidity, and they didn't dare to look into King Zhen'an's eyes.

However, occasionally she met Princess Yan Che and Wei Mo who were behind King Zhen'an.

They are all young people who are in a world of great controversy. When they meet here, they naturally have some feelings of sympathy and sympathy.

Wu Mi bowed slightly, and invited King Zhen'an to take his seat. King Zhen'an nodded peacefully, and the soldiers behind him took their seats together, resonating like mountains and seas, crusading against the brilliance of the sun and the moon, their aura is beyond words.

King Zhen'an said kindly, "I thought that Lord Yuwen would wait for me here and take me into the Hengchang Zong Yixu. I heard that there is a magnificent hall in the Zong."

"This time, it's probably not good luck."

Wu Mi poured a glass of half-moon wine for King Zhen'an, glanced at the palm of King Zhen'an from the corner of his eye, the palm was huge and strong, delicate and smooth, without any rough skin and calluses.

He chuckled lightly and said, "There is Mingyue Mountain in Beihai, and there is a nine-story tower there. Counting it, even I have never stayed there. After a while, the prince can go fishing in Beihai by the side of Mingyue Mountain and eat fresh seafood. , Yu Wenjun's heart is a little weaker than the heart of the husband and wife, Wang Ye Mingjian."

King Zhen'an smiled boldly and said, "Interesting."

Then, Wu Mi led Jing Hanqing, Zhang Benchu ​​and others got up together to drink with Yan Che and Wei Mo.

Then the young people present stood up together to pay tribute to King Zhen'an.

King Zhen'an drank it all in one gulp, glanced at the wine jar of Banyue Wine, and thoughtfully said: "The Banyue Wine in the Yuliu Altar is really different from the ordinary Banyue Wine, but it is just compared to the daily life of the Demon Lord. The half-moon wine I drank is still not interesting."

As soon as these words came out, the table was silent.

In the sky, there are swan geese passing by.

After a while, Wu Mi stroked his thoughts, and said: "It is indeed impossible to drink His Majesty's half-moon wine, but if you take some devious routes and steal a jar or two, maybe it is possible."

"I love to tell the truth."

After King Zhen'an heard this, his face was calm, his eyes were like a vast ocean of silence, and he said leisurely: "It makes sense."

"May your wishes come true in the coming year."

……

……

Beihai, in the coastal attic.

Yu Wenjun had nothing to do, so he talked with Chen Xuan.

The chess game on the table was turbulent, Yu Wenjun's chess strength was domineering once, he oppressed Chen Xuan everywhere, he saw every stitch, and he used everything to the extreme, as if he stopped thinking, he went forward indomitably.

At the beginning of the chess game, Chen Xuan still had enough energy, but now, Chen Xuan is struggling.

Just because of a careless move at the beginning, Chen Xuan was very passive.

Looking at the pieces on the chessboard, Chen Xuan sighed deeply and said, "If there is still half a stick of incense, I will lose and surrender."

Yu Wenjun sat upright, looked at Chen Xuan with reserved eyes, smiled and said: "Maybe he is dying, but there will be a chance."

Chen Xuan was slightly stunned, his expression returned to the light, and upon closer inspection, his face was full of sadness.

"It's a foregone conclusion. I don't have another chance. At this time tomorrow, His Majesty will personally go out of the city to meet King Zhen'an of the Spirit Race. There will be a feast of eight treasures in the palace. After nightfall, Yue Bo will meet with King Zhen'an in private. Either study the art of war and strategy, or discuss and compete, or have a long talk all night, this long talk will affect many things." Chen Xuan said solemnly.

Yu Wenjun got up, stretched his waist, and said indifferently: "Yue Bo is upright and upright. He has the style of a unparalleled general. He is a handsome talent and gathers people's hearts. He will have a good talk with King Zhen'an. The two may get married. The next pure friendship."

"At least before the war, the two cherished each other, as if they were lovers embracing each other."

"As for after the war, we don't know."

"Emotionally and rationally, it has no effect on us."

"What are you worried about?"

Chen Xuan said bluntly: "The two are loyal to the country, and you are between a politician and a prodigal son. I am very worried. You will gradually be eliminated."

Yu Wenjun said with a playful smile: "The weather is still sunny today, why do you say that?"

Chen Xuan frowned deeply, and said slowly: "I just feel that you have been a little willful in recent days, and your feelings and political affairs have never been related."

Yu Wenjun's heart sank, and then he smiled and said: "It makes sense, I remembered this, but you reminded me that the Dragon Clan did not bring much benefit to the Spirit Clan."

"This time is also an opportunity. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, the human race will feed back the spirit race, and the spirit race will also see what the dragon race thinks."

"I thought a lot, thought about it, and at the moment, I still don't need to do anything."

"It's not good if the marks are too heavy."

"It's a big deal, and eating is extremely important."

Chen Xuan didn't say anything anymore, the confident young man would always give the older generation a very uneasy feeling.

Yu Wenjun is too stable, so stable that there are no flaws at all.

But this in itself is the biggest flaw.

"It is expected that the prince will visit the North Sea in a few days?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

Yu Wenjun shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know, according to your opinion, within three days, King Zhen'an's visit to Beihai means that King Zhen'an's friendship with me will not change. My Hengchang sect?"

"Are you nervous about this?"

Chen Xuan nodded. It's one thing to hate seeing each other late, but it's another thing to meet late.

Yu Wenjun smiled slightly, looked at Chen Xuan, and asked softly: "You already know about Hengchang Zong's settlement of orphans and widowed mothers after the war, so you are worried about me, worried that I will be dragged to death because of my busy schedule. ?”

Chen Xuan's eyes were erratic, and he lowered his head slightly.

Yu Wenjun laughed silently. At this moment, Yu Wenjun was in a complicated mood, because he didn't know whether Chen Xuan was worried about Hengchangzong, or because of the orphans and widows after the war.

People can do more good deeds, but they should not be too emotional.

After a while, Yu Wenjun comforted in a soft voice: "There is no need to worry, everything will be as usual in the future."

"In the battle after winter, in your opinion, will Jiuyouque win? Or will Yue Bo and Zhen'an King win?"

Chen Xuan was a little confused, and after thinking for a long time, he said something lukewarm: "You can't speculate about the battlefield."

"Because that's pointless."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "No matter who wins or who loses, both the human race and the spirit race will struggle."

Chen Xuan's eyes widened, and he said hurriedly, "Where did you get the information from?"

Yu Wenjun rubbed his ribs, sat down slowly, leaned on the chair, and said casually: "It's just a guess, senior doesn't need to worry about it."

Chen Xuan didn't believe that this was speculation, but Yu Wenjun didn't have anything to say.

(End of this chapter)