The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 223 One of the Top Ten National Scholars
There is a kind of madness.

Don't be afraid of the sky falling apart, the mountains and rivers will change color, and you won't be afraid of being oppressed by the strong.

This is courage, if you can't learn it, you can't understand it, it's because of your natural courage, and Sima Zhantian is such a person, he even dares to lift someone up for him to see in front of someone.

"Zhan Tian, ​​let him go."

Sima Zhantian, who was originally looking fierce and ready to fight to the death, when he heard Ye Feng's words, he immediately surrendered like a kitten, letting go as soon as he said it, without any ambiguity.

"Grandpa, you have to decide for us."

"This group of bad guys will ask my father to abolish his martial arts when they come to the door, and if they don't listen, they will slaughter our entire Feng family. They are a bunch of bastards, beat them to death!"

A young girl about seventeen or eighteen years old ran over, squatted beside Feng Yansong, weeping, her words were full of hatred.

"My Feng family has been established for more than [-] years. I think my brother's family style is good. I don't know who the little brother is. Why come here to seek revenge?"

The one-armed old man turned around.

This is an old man full of vicissitudes of life, with a round pointed face, thin and haggard, and a big bald head on his head.

"Senior is Feng Zhen?"

Ye Feng didn't answer, but asked the old man's name. In fact, after Feng Yansong used Fengquan Liuquan, he had a guess in his mind.

Feng Zhen, as soon as the name came out, the air was eerily quiet.

It was Ye Feng's people who were quiet, even Sima Zhantian, who was still arrogant just now, lowered his head at this moment.

"The old man is indeed Feng Zhen."

The old man took a deep look at Ye Feng, his expression was full of doubts, he had lived in seclusion for so many years, but he did not expect to be recognized by others.

"Ye Feng, the king of the northern border, pays his respects to Senior Feng Zhen."

"Xiao Chuanqi, head of the First Army in the Northern Territory, pays homage to Senior Feng Zhen."

"Sima Zhantian, commander of the Fourth Army in the Northern Territory, pays homage to Senior Feng Zhen. I just contradicted you old man. I hope you will forgive me."

……

Four in a row, all expressed the most sincere respect to the old man in front of them.

Senseless!

At this moment, the Feng family was stunned. Didn't they come to find fault? Why did the attitude change? Is the old man so famous?
Not only everyone in the Feng family is dumbfounded, but Feng Zhen is even more dumbfounded. The king of the northern border, the commander of the first army in the northern border, what kind of bloody lineup is this? Why did the majestic king of the northern border come to a small town in the eastern border? up?
Master Fengquan Liujie, Fengzheng.

In the last century, a well-known figure in the Xuanyuan Kingdom was also a great boxing master. Of course, this alone was not enough to earn Ye Feng's respect. In fact, it was not only Ye Feng, but those who still remembered the name of Feng Zhen, will give him enough respect.

Because of Feng Zhen, he is one of the top ten national scholars of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

In the last century, the land of Yanhuang experienced more than half a hundred years of wars, and the people's lives were in dire straits and sufferings. In that war-torn era, batches of people with lofty ideals were born. It is precisely because of their dedication and sacrifice, It was only in exchange for the birth of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

After the establishment of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, ten great generals with outstanding military exploits were selected, but at the same time, ten people were also selected and presented with the National Medal of Merit.

Each of these ten people had participated in no less than dozens of wars, and their military achievements were enough to be generals. However, they knew that their cultural level was limited.

Feng Zhen ranks third among the top ten national soldiers (the ranking is only listed according to the number of battles).

Before Ye Feng became the king of the Northern Territory, he had admired the ten generals and the ten soldiers of the country for a long time. How could he be unfamiliar with their portraits? Therefore, when he saw this face, the answer in his heart was already inseparable. up.

It's just that Ye Feng didn't understand, didn't Feng Zhen die in the whirlwind beheading operation in the Eastern Realm twenty years ago?

"Isn't Ning Wuya the king of the North?"

Feng Zhen's expression was normal, and he turned to ask about the doubts in his heart.

Uh!all
This time it was Ye Feng's turn to be silent, he sighed and said: "The family teacher has accumulated a whole body of illnesses due to years of fighting, and has passed away for many years."

Feng Zhen heard that his eyes dimmed, he paused, sighed and said: "Oh! After all, time is ruthless. Compared with General Ning, I am nothing more than a national soldier."

"It's a pity that Xuanyuan Kingdom, after the top ten generals, refuses to add any more hanging portraits for future generations."

Since ancient times, it is easy to conquer the country, but it is more difficult to defend the country.

Feng Zhen is a person who has been there, and he knows what kind of difficulties Xuanyuan Kingdom experienced after the founding of the country, and it is only in exchange for today.

Everything, the heart of the knower.

"When my teacher was alive, he often mentioned to me about the ten national scholars. He said, you are the real heroes, and I wish I could have a glass of wine with you."

Ye Feng didn't want to comment too much on this matter, so he cleverly changed the subject.

"Song'er, what's going on?"

Feng Zhen didn't even look at Feng Yansong's injury, he changed his face and asked sternly.

"Grandpa, they are the ones who bully people too much."

Feng Qingwu pointed at Ye Feng and the others, the corners of her mouth still grumbling.

"Qingwu shut up!"

"For you, if you dare to bend the facts a little, I won't be your son."

Feng Zhen didn't ask Ye Feng, the position of the king of the northern border is a kind of trust for him, even the kind that can entrust his life.

Among the top ten national scholars, there are four out of the northern border, Feng Zhen is one of them, so the feeling for the king of the northern border should be deeper.

It's a pity that not all of the top ten national scholars have the kung fu foundation like Feng Zhen, and the other nine either sacrificed their lives for the country, or died of illness long ago.

Of course, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ye Feng would still think that Feng Zhen had died twenty years ago.

The matter came out in detail from Feng Yansong's mouth.

"Rebel!"

"How did I teach you, don't bully men and women, do evil things, I have only been in retreat for less than two years, and you dare to openly order people to kick other people's restaurants, are you trying to piss me off? "

Feng Zhen slapped Feng Yansong's face with a slap, and the slap was ruthless, the latter's face swelled up at a visible speed.

"Grandpa, why are you still talking for outsiders?"

Feng Qingwu's eyes were watery, and his face was stubborn and unbearable.

"outsider?"

"Do you know who he is? He is the King of the North; do you know how many things you can't see are carried in this famous name? It is glory, but it is also the accumulation of blood and pain Glory; do you know that this young man in front of you, who is less than ten years older than you, has contributed to the Xuanyuan Kingdom, even if you are extremely poor, you will not be able to achieve it in your entire life?"

Feng Zhen asked a few times whether she knew or not, Feng Qingwu's face was ashen, she wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, because she really didn't know anything.

On the other hand, Hong Qingyan's heart kept trembling after hearing Feng Zhen's words. She knew that Ye Feng was the King of the Northern Territory, but the title of King of the Northern Territory was still for her in the past.

So unfamiliar!
"I'm sorry, my lord, the family is unlucky, and I made you laugh."

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

After saying that, Feng Zhen gave way, ignoring the pleading gazes of everyone in the Feng family.

"Do you still want the position of the Lord of the Martial League in Dongyun City?"

Ye Feng was asking Feng Yansong.

"Do not want to."

"Hahaha, Lord Ye, you underestimate Fengmou too much. How can I pay attention to the mere position of the leader of the Martial League in Dongyun City? What I want is Li Tiegang's position."

Anyway, death was imminent, Feng Yansong did not hesitate to reveal his ambition.

"Are you not afraid that I will kill you now?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"afraid!"

"Don't use it if you're afraid. My father doesn't care about me anymore. I'm dead."

Feng Yansong spat out a mouthful of blood, which was from being beaten by the wind.

"You are very ambitious, and you are not lacking in courage and responsibility."

"Feng Yansong, I can give you a chance. As long as you can help Li Tiegang secure his position as the leader of the Eastern Realm Martial League, and come to the imperial capital to follow me two years later, I will give you a wider world."

Ye Feng said seriously.

"Why does the prince do this for me?"

Feng Zhen turned his head, how could he not know that the kings of the Northern Territory all the time were ruthless in killing and killing, and would not leave any worries behind.

"Senior has paid so much for Xuanyuan Kingdom, and never asked for anything. I, Ye Feng, am the King of the Northern Territory, but I am also a human being. This small matter is nothing."

Ye Feng waved his hand, signaling Feng Zhen not to continue.

Ye Feng didn't know how to evaluate this old man who persuaded himself to kill his son like this.

"Prince Ye really only kept it for my father's sake."

"I, Feng Yansong, have lived for so many years. I don't seek fame to surpass my father, but the son of a hero must never become a bear. I will follow the path you gave me, but please don't forget what you said today, Lord Ye."

"In two years, I will go to the imperial capital."

The latter sentence also expressed Feng Yansong's inner self-confidence. In fact, his hands were only broken, and he could take them back.

"Hmph! The prince's words are always the same. You'd better remember what you said today. If you dare to commit a crime, I, Sima Zhantian, will come and shake your head."

Sima Zhantian made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Wait!"

"Sima Zhantian, two years later, I will go to the northern border to fight with you. If I lose, I will kneel on the ground and serve as your dog rider. If I win, I will call my father."

Feng Yansong left behind a word, and went into Feng's compound without looking back.

"My lord, since it's over, everyone will turn their hostility into friendship from now on."

"Why don't you come to my Feng's house for a night, and have a drink with my old man, how about chatting?"

Before Ye Feng could say goodbye, Feng Zhen spoke first.

"I can't ask for it!"

Ye Feng smiled.

It's really a turn of events, this will really be a guest at Feng's family, but this guest is no longer the original killer.

Being able to drink and chat with the last living national scholar can reduce one more regret in life, and the aftertaste is endless!
"Senior, weren't you already dead twenty years ago?"

The two quickly walked together, Ye Feng asked, and the three people behind all pricked up their ears.

"Of course I'm not dead. How can you see me if I'm dead? Someone deliberately concealed it for me."

"In the operation twenty years ago, I temporarily broke through King Wu and defeated the opponent, but I was cut off by a ronin Asano Lin who came later. Although I escaped by luck, I don't mention such a shame Whatever."

"I came back here after I broke my arm, and never asked about worldly affairs."

Uh!all
The ronin who died at his own hands was called Asano Lin, wasn't he?
(End of this chapter)