Nagato has such a slim waist

Chunyu Yan returned to Yunchuan to celebrate the New Year last year.

They left at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. Counting the days, they haven't seen each other for three months.

Feng Yun looked at his tired look and said to Jiang Yin:
"Go and greet the guests first."

Jiang Yin lowered his eyes, his chest felt so stuffy as if his breath was being taken away.

"Yes, ma'am."

She didn't look at Chunyu Yan, not even once.

The hurried footsteps seemed like someone avoiding the plague.

Feng Yun smiled, waited for him to leave, and led Chunyu Yan to the library on the second floor.

"Look how scared you made Jiang Ji..."

Chunyu Yan did not comment.

The servant came up to serve tea, and the two men remained silent.

Chun Yu Yan stared at her with burning eyes. After the servant left, he took a sip of tea and smiled faintly.

"Business is growing, and Changmen is becoming more prosperous. Feng Twelve, do you have any ideas?"

He is not the kind of person who likes to talk about serious matters.

Especially in front of her.

Whenever they meet, they either chat casually or act like hooligans.

Feng Yun looked into his deep eyes and caught a glimpse of something unusual.

"Where did the prince come from?"

Chun Yuyan said: "Xijing."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "It seems that you have heard a lot of gossip."

Chun Yu Yan sat on the mat, seemingly not very comfortable. He took a soft pillow, lazily lay down on the soft chair beside her, and sighed comfortably.

"Sitting in the study, I am not sad about the spring. The green silk sways gently, and I am free and easy."

Feng Yun put her hands on the table, and seeing that he ignored her, she slapped them hard.

"You are not sad about spring, but I am. Tell me now!"

Chun Yuyan looked over and asked, "Really want to know?"

Feng Yun didn't like having her emotions influenced by others, so she glanced at him and stood up.

"Sir, please take your time. I have things to do, so I will go and take care of them."

"Ai--"

Chun Yuyan stood up and raised his hand to stop her. When she turned back, he put it down with a calm expression, pursed his lips, and said bitterly, "Can't you just comfort me?"

Feng Yun asked: "You are three years old, do you still need someone to coax you?"

Chun Yuyan waved at her, "Then come over and sit down, I'll talk to you."

Feng Yun slowly folded her arms and looked at him lazily.

"Is there someone in Xijing City putting pressure on Pei Cong to control Changmen?"

Her tone was calm, even with a smile on it, and she showed no fear at all.

Chun Yu Yan looked at this and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

If Pei Jue and Feng Yun had misunderstandings or grudges due to political reasons, it would be a great opportunity for him...

It would be best if she could be like her close friend Kong Yun'e, who had nowhere to go and could only seek refuge in Yunchuan...

That would be equivalent to running into his arms.

But Feng Yun knew about this and didn't show any worry at all, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Are you so sure that Pei Jue will not waver?"

"Of course not." Feng Yun said lightly, and sat down in front of him again, gently raised her sleeves, poured tea, and said calmly:

"I know my own weight."

The operating rules of this era are the same.

Qin unified the world and moved all the wealthy people to Xianyang.

The emperor of the Western Han Dynasty moved the powerful families to Guanzhong.

From the previous dynasty to Emperor Xifeng, they spared no effort to dismantle the aristocratic families’ strongholds…

In the final analysis, they are afraid that the rich and powerful will develop disloyalty and want to concentrate power in their own hands.

Since the third year of Tianshou, Dajin has been peaceful for three years.

Without wars, many of the forts built to resist wars lost their function. From that time on, the imperial court began to use force or persuasion, either openly or covertly, to reduce almost 70% to 80% of the forts in the world.

The rest either have deeply rooted clan power that cannot be shaken, or live in seclusion, with deep fortresses and strong cities located in remote and dangerous places, making them difficult to shake.

Power, status and money are inseparable. Too much money and too many people will inevitably make people feel taboo.

No matter who is in power or who is the emperor, the ideas of those in power are basically the same - to suppress the development of merchants, not allow merchants to engage in politics, and certainly not allow merchants to maintain retinues and soldiers.

To the outside world, Changmen is just a village, not a fortress.

Also, because the actual master of Changmen is only Feng Yun, it cannot even be considered a noble family.

Therefore, its existence has always been controversial.

The people of the New Party said that whether it was a fortress or a clan, to prosper it needed to rely on people. Feng Yun alone could not achieve anything and was not worth mentioning, let alone worrying about a woman. If the court made a big fuss about this, it would not only be a joke but also embarrass Prince Yonghuai.

The old party believed that Feng Yun had no children, and that King Yonghuai would marry someone else sooner or later to start a family. Although Changmen only had Feng Yun, and she was not very ostentatious except for doing business, under her rule, the entire Huaxi had become the richest place in Dajin. What was even more terrifying was that the people of Huaxi only recognized Changmen, not the imperial court. Jieqiu Mountain was mysterious and unpredictable. Some people said that there were countless carved buildings and bunkers inside, hiding at least 100,000 troops. Feng Yun's Changmen had already developed into a small imperial court...

Not only that, Nagato's business empire involves all industries and people's livelihood, and it has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain and is omnipresent. Over the years, it has subtly controlled the economic lifeline and affected people's lives in all aspects. Her influence is already great enough to influence the court's policies.

What's more, Feng Yun's surname is Feng, and he is from Qi State. Behind him is the Xuzhou Feng family, and even the Southern Qi...

After several years of internal fighting between the new and old parties, each had its wins and losses. Pei Jue maintained a delicate balance between the two and did not praise one or criticize the other.

He is not an emperor, but he uses the emperor's mentality appropriately.

The first time a large-scale controversy arose over Nagato's existence, the New Party prevailed.

Not only did he not touch Feng Yun, he was also commended and rewarded.

But the old party was not willing to be defeated by the new party. Due to Pei Jue's face, they dared not say anything openly. But in their hearts, they all hoped that Pei Jue and Feng Yun would part ways so that they could take over Changmen.

In fact, Feng Yun had anticipated this result since the day he developed Nagato.

In their view, the relationship between her and Pei Jue was comfortable and proper, with neither of them feeling restrained and their affection deep.

But from the outside, their feelings are also very subtle...

This subtlety gives many people room for reverie...

For example, the same is true for Prince Chunyu at this moment.

I hope, I want, and I want...

"Feng Twelve, there are so many history books in this Langhuan Pavilion, but there is not one that tells you that the imperial court would never allow other forces to gain power in order to stabilize the country and unify the political power?"

There was a moment of silence in the library.

Feng Yun: "Thank you for your reminder, my lord."

Chun Yuyan asked, "Guess how Yunchuan has been able to live a prosperous life in a remote corner, sleeping next to a giant lion for decades?"

Feng Yun glanced at him with a teasing look in her eyes.

"Is it necessary to speak so profoundly about having the best of both worlds?"

Chunyu Yan smiled, "To have the best of both worlds, you need power. Both Jin and Qi are unwilling to offend Yunchuan because Yunchuan has money, soldiers, people, and remains neutral. Once a country can no longer hold back and wants to attack Yunchuan, Yunchuan will quickly unite with the other side, and the one who started the war will have to bear the consequences..."

Feng Yun agrees with this point, "Only three legs can make a tripod stand tall."

After a pause, she smiled slightly.

"But what if I bite the other party first and then come back to deal with Yunchuan?"

There was a hint of smile in Chunyu Yan's eyes.

"Yunchuan won't let them have their way. I'll help the weaker one until both are evenly matched."

Feng Yun thought of the battle in Bingzhou, when Pei Cong was surrounded, and the food and grass sent by Chunyu Yan...

I also thought of the confrontation between Xin and Yi, and the supplies that Chunyu Yan sent to Southern Qi.

This Prince Yunchuan is such a cunning fox.

Chun Yu Yan saw that she was silent, and his eyes became more earnest.

"Feng Twelve, if what you want is not to conquer the country and become an emperor, what you have now is the best you can have. Why don't you get out of this vortex of cannibalism and find a comfortable place, where you can stay out of trouble and watch the world with a smile."

The most comfortable and carefree person in the world is of course Yunchuan.

"Your Highness wants to persuade me to move my business to Yunchuan? To add icing on the cake to Yunchuan's national strength?"

Chun Yuyan smiled.

Of course, it wasn't just Nagato's property and wealth that he was after...

It’s this person named Feng Yun.

he wants.

I have been thinking about this for many years...

Emotions flowed in his eyes, and his eyes were so fiery that people dared not look directly at him.

If I look at him for one more moment, I’ll feel like I’m being burned by him.

Feng Yun sighed.

"Have you ever thought of a possibility, Prince?"

Chun Yuyan: "What?"

Feng Yun slowly leaned back and sat up straight, staring at him with eyes like knives, her lips pressed into a straight line, and after a long silence, she slowly uttered a word.

"What Kumokawa can do, Nagato might be able to do too."

Chun Yuyan's breathing suddenly stagnated.

Feng Yun’s words really surprised him.

No matter how much Yunchuan is a vassal state, it is still a country.

What is Nagato?
She didn't know where Feng Yun got the confidence to make such a boast. After pondering for a long time, she finally asked the question that countless people were wondering.

"Feng Twelve, how many soldiers are there in Jieqiu Mountain? How much food and grass have you stored in Changmen?"

Feng Yun smiled slightly and did not answer.

Some things are meaningless no matter how deep you talk about them.

Chun Yuyan's eyes darkened, "I'm sad again."

Seeing his tone relax, Feng Yun also softened her facial expression, smiling, "Why are you sad?"

Chun Yuyan stared at her and said softly: "Feng Twelve, you never need me..." (End of this chapter)