The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 252

Qin Yong naturally saw his disbelief in Feng Yao from Meng Zhuang's eyes, and said: "Zhuangzi, you are late, I don't know that uncle just praised the eldest princess for being like a British emperor back then. The eldest princess is indeed a girl Junjie, it is not comparable to a reckless person like you and me."

Then he tugged on his uncle's arm, hoping that his uncle could smooth things over and help him convince Zhuangzi to obey Feng Yao's orders.

Unexpectedly, the uncle who knelt and trembled when he saw Feng Yao just now still had hale and hearty eyes, but the respect he had when he was kneeling was gone.Instead, she nodded frequently and said: "The eldest princess is indeed a natural beauty, but she lacks a little bit of domineering. If she is an official, she should be a good official, but if she is a general, she will be a little younger. An old man who is over sixty years old can't be wrong Yes, you can't go wrong."

This means... that Feng Yao is not worthy to take over the Zhuxiao seal?

For a moment, even Qin Yong felt a little uncomfortable, not knowing how to proceed.Originally thought that bringing Feng Yao here was a military parade, officially taking over the seal of Zhu Xiao.But he didn't expect that decades later, the world is unpredictable, and the words that only recognize seals and not people have long since been changed, and it needs a lot of consideration and testing.

Qin Yong looked at Feng Yao with a troubled expression.Xin said: This matter is not up to me, Qin Yong, after all, it is five thousand people with flesh and blood, thinking and thinking, not five thousand things, just hand over the key and sign for it.

Feng Yao smiled, and asked softly: "What is a soldier? What is the art of war?"

The sudden sentence stunned Qin Yong, uncle and Meng Zhuang who looked like an iron tower.But Feng Yao looked at Meng Zhuang, meaning to ask him.Only then did they realize that this should be Feng Yao's intention to test each other, or to compete.

Just imagine if she can't defeat Meng Zhuang with her own strength, how can she order these five thousand elite soldiers with only one seal?

Although Meng Zhuang was thick, he knew it in his heart.He grinned and said, "Meng Zhuang doesn't understand too many principles. From his birth to now, he has only run up and down the mountain for more than 20 years. If you want me to say, the soldiers are us; the art of war is a strategy, which can let us These soldiers are planning to win and win battles."

"That's right." Feng Yao smiled, nodded and said, "That's true. But I think...you are the soldier, I am the art of war."

"Oh?" This is Qin Yong's question.Although he is not a man of literature or martial arts, he is quite talented and thoughtful.But he didn't understand the meaning of Feng Yao's words.

"If you and I are two people, no matter in terms of height, size, strength or age, I am inferior to you. But you are a soldier, so you must be like this, otherwise you can find a ten-year-old boy at random, and you can be this one The word '兵' is gone. But the art of war is different, I am under you everywhere, but I can defeat you everywhere, so I am the one who holds the seal, and it is your strategy and art of war."

As soon as Feng Yao finished speaking, Meng Zhuang said loudly: "No. You are a woman who can command me except the seals in her palm. What magic method can beat me? Your martial arts are better than me, but you still have light skills faster than me?"

Feng Yao laughed, "giggle" crisply laughing very happily, as if he really encountered something too funny.After laughing for a while, he said: "I really don't know these things. But I can use my own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths and win."

"Then Bibi." As his name suggests, Meng Zhuang is really reckless.And facing a little girl like Fengyao, he didn't show any humility at all.

Feng Yao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.Luckily, Meng Zhuang didn't intend to give in, so she was able to take advantage of his aggressiveness and win a coincidence.

Qin Yong had no choice but to smooth things over again when he heard that, for fear that Meng Zhuang would be unintentional and reckless, in case Feng Yao would be hurt by his hands.

But Yun Che, who had been silent all this time, stopped Qin Yong, shook his head slightly, and signaled him not to intervene.You know, if Feng Yao doesn't even have the ability to beat Meng Zhuang, he really can't take over the seals.Because it will not be able to give orders in the future, it will lose its majesty.

Meng Zhuang did not bully the weak, and said to Feng Yao: "You are a woman, how can you compare. But you can't compare embroidery, so I absolutely can't do it."

After saying this, Meng Zhuang himself laughed, and even the elite soldiers behind him also burst into laughter.The laughter spread far away, and it was almost the same as the howls when they came over and over again.

Feng Yao gritted his teeth, endured the deafening laughter, shook his head and said, "You don't bully me, and I won't take advantage of you. It's not about embroidery, but about strength, how about it?"

"Stronger?" Meng Zhuang swallowed, looking at Feng Yao's slender waist, probably not as thick as his own arm.Could this little girl really possess peerless martial arts?But listening to her breathing, she is a little weaker than ordinary women.

Feng Yao said sternly: "It's just a comparison of strength. And I need to beat you ten times to be considered a win. One point less doesn't count. What do you think?"

"You..." Meng Zhuang's face was originally dark, but now it started to turn purple after being choked by Feng Yao's words.He waved his big hand and said, "Okay, you said it yourself. Come on, lift the stone lock or pull the stone mill?"

Feng Yao turned his head and thought for a while, then turned to an attendant beside him and asked, "Have you ever carried any silver? Five taels or ten taels will do. I don't have any silver on me."

When the attendant heard this, he hurriedly took out an ingot of Yuanbao from his pocket.That piece of silver ingot was worth 20 taels, and he handed it over to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao weighed it in his hand, and murmured, "It seems a bit big." Then he handed the piece of silver to Meng Zhuang.

Meng Zhuang looked at the silver, did not reach out to take it, but glanced at his mouth and said, "You think this 20 taels of silver is too heavy?" That clearly meant that Feng Yao was underestimated.

Feng Yao said: "Take it. I don't think you can do it. Don't talk about this piece of silver, can you break it even if it's as small as five taels?"

Break apart?Shall a bar of silver be broken in half?The comparison is not strength, but hand strength.

Meng Zhuang's heart shuddered, and he looked at Feng Yao with a bit of respect. Could it be that this woman is really hiding something?He received the piece of silver in his hand with half-belief, weighed it and looked at his uncle again.

The seventy-year-old uncle also gasped secretly, but thinking about what Feng Yao said just now, he still needs to win ten times better than Meng Zhuang.If Meng Zhuang could break it, how much money should Feng Yao find to break it?Or smash the boulder with one palm?

Uncle nodded to Meng Zhuang and said, "Just try your best, the eldest princess also wants to try your skills."

When Meng Zhuang heard it, it made sense, this woman is the best if she really has the ability, and he also wants to sincerely vote for a wise master.After thinking about it, he squatted down, took a deep breath, and used his hands hard.

"Ah!" With a roar, he actually broke the 20 taels of silver ingot in half.

Feng Yao took a breath when he saw it.She saw that Meng Zhuang was tall and strong, so she wanted to try it, but she didn't expect that he could really have such supernatural power.

　Today's 5 more is over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)