Daughter of the prosperous age: Don't pretend to be stupid

Chapter 611 Epilogue (2)

"My lord, you trust me once, Xuelian is on your side, you don't have to doubt this at any time," Xuelian looked at Feng Yurong and frowned at her, and said sadly, "I admit that I am sorry for you. Sister Wushuang is very jealous, so she did a lot of bad things, but those are all in the past, think about it, if I didn’t love you, why would I be jealous of Sister Wushuang and commit wrong things.”

Feng Yurong looked at the wine bottle and remained silent, Xuelian stomped her feet and left.

The more Xuelian talked, the more uncomfortable Feng Yurong felt.

But there is one thing that Xue Lian said is indeed correct, that is, the battle is imminent, he really should sit down and have a good talk with Xue Guogong.

Regarding the future of Xuelian after the success of the plan.

The north wind howled outside the window, and in the study, Feng Yurong walked up and down the study with slow steps, took a last look at the wine on the table, blown it away and took the wine and pushed open the door of the study.

The moonlight outside is very bright, but the moon is not yet complete.

The garden squeaked and squeaked in the north wind, and the petals were flying with the wind, and Fepuolo was on Feng Yurong's shoulders, but he had no intention of admiring the current scenery, and he had already decided to go to Xue Guogong for a showdown.

Xue Guogong didn't sleep either. After returning from his precious daughter, he sat under the bed and watched the night scene while drinking.

When Feng Yurong came over, he didn't let anyone inform him, and went directly into the room with the wine.

"It's just in time for me to have a few drinks with the old man," Xue Guogong's silver-white hair looked vicissitudes and sorrows under the candlelight.

Feng Yurong didn't say anything, put the wine on the table and called the maid, "Warm the wine, I'm going to prepare some side dishes."

The servant girl bowed and left.

Xue Guogong took the wine and put it under his nose and smelled it. It is his favorite wine. It is difficult to buy it usually. It is said that it is only for the palace ministers to drink. "How do you know that I like to drink this?"

Feng Yurong smiled faintly, "I'll fill you up."

He leaned forward slightly and slowly filled Xue Guogong's cup with wine. He didn't seem to have calmed down and had a drink with this old man.

Feng Yurong's judgment on Xue Guogong is very complicated, and sometimes he is afraid of being difficult to get along with, so he seldom interacts with him.

If it wasn't for Xue Lian's insistence that he come here, he might not even set foot here before the war.

After the cup was full, Duke Xue Guo raised his head and took a drink. The aroma of the wine filled his mouth instantly. Duke Xue Guo praised, "Good wine."

Feng Yurong saw that Xue Guogong's cup was empty, so he picked up the wine bottle to help him fill it up again.

The two clinked wine glasses a few times in relative silence. Duke Xue Guo raised his head to look at Feng Yurong from time to time, seeing that he had something to say, he rarely put down his wine glass and said to Feng Yurong, "I want to say something, but it's okay to say it."

Feng Yurong paused in the air with the hand holding the vegetables, and he slowly put down the chopsticks.

It wasn't that he didn't know how to speak, but that he was worried that Lord Xue Guo would not agree to his conditions.

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, if it succeeds, I will ask the emperor to reward you with a piece of territory north of the southern border that you want, as a reward. If it fails, just pretend that I have not been here today."

If he fails, he will not be able to protect himself, but it is more than enough for Xue Guogong to leave with Xuelian.

After hearing this, Xue Guogong ate a mouthful of food, then took another sip of wine, then sipped his teeth and said, "The north of the southern border is a piece of fertile land, and it is also a piece of land that Sheng Qi attaches great importance to. Your Majesty is willing to spend such a large amount of money, isn't it?" What other conditions?"

To the north of southern Xinjiang, Sui is not a battleground for military strategists, but iron ore is produced there, which is a treasure land.

(End of this chapter)