Chasing King

The next morning, Feng Ye took Yan Sikong to the mountains to find Feng Hun.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year. Yan Sikong is worried that fenghun can't recognize him. In the distance, he sees a giant wolf coming. It's still as rich as before. Gao Daxiong is strong, with a single gray eye full of fierce and dangerous light. He has the momentum of tuna mountains and rivers, and a fierce tiger is just like that.

Feng Ye stood behind Yan Sikong, pressed his shoulder to prevent him from retreating, and said with a low smile, "hmm? Afraid again? "

Yan Sikong swallowed the body fluid nervously: "does it remember me?"

"If a wolf identifies a person, he will never forget it." Feng Ye pulls Yan Sikong's hand and goes to Feng Hun.

Fenghun also trotted over and walked to them. Suddenly, his front paws were raised and the whole wolf stood up.

Yan Sikong looked at the huge shadow in front of him, and did not dare to move.

Fenghun put his two claws on Fengye's shoulder and rubbed his head against Fengye's chest. Fengye hugged his big head and rubbed it hard: "soul, are you fat again? I haven't seen you for a few days. What's good to eat again?"

Fenghun Ding for a while, then let go of Fengye. He turned his head and seemed to rub Yan Sikong politely. Then he squatted down and raised his head haughtily.

Yan Sikong breathed a sigh of relief, touched fenghun's chin and said with a smile, "hun'er, are you comfortable in this mountain?"

"It has food and drink. Of course, it's comfortable."

"Do you think it will miss its wife and children?"

"I wanted to leave it in Datong, it must follow me." Feng Ye laughed. "My father said that maybe in his heart, I'm his son too. I'm a son who won't occupy the mountain and hunt, so I have to look after me."

Yan Sikong chuckled.

Feng Ye pinched his face: "what are you laughing at? You are his daughter-in-law. You don't kneel down to worship your father-in-law."

Yan Sikong pretended to be serious and said, "it's a mess

They looked at each other and laughed.

They strolled freely in the mountains. It was the autumn day when the forests were dying. It was the same season when they came to Lingwu villa for the first time. But this autumn came earlier and thicker than last year. The colder it was, the more colorful the mountain flowers were.

"I don't know where the rain is, but I feel cool here..." Yan Sikong picked up a red leaf, and found that the leaf was so marked, but it could not escape the end of falling into mud.

Feng Ye looked at Jingshan camp in the distance, but he thought of Feng's army who was fighting outside: "at this time, I'm afraid Liaodong is already cold."

"I'm going to wear cotton padded clothes." Yan Sikong said with a faint smile, "every year at this time of year, my father will lead the soldiers and the people up the mountain together, cut down the weeds and trees in several miles, and create a fire line. Otherwise, this day is dry and dry, and a little carelessness may cause a big fire to burn the mountain. The first time I went there, the sickle made several big blisters on my hand

He still remembers that when he was 11 years old, he went up the mountain for the first time. Yuan Nanyu wanted to compete with him to see who cut more. After an hour, he was too tired to sit up. Yuan Nanyu took advantage of his rest to sneak herself into his side for fear that he would be sad.

As a child, he seemed to be more precocious and sensible. In fact, yuan Nanyu was more considerate and considerate of others. When he was young, he always hoped that his parents would give him a younger brother. He could never imagine that his younger brother would be so, so good.

Feng Ye took his hand and looked at the palm of his hand. There were only superficial scars of burns.

Yan Sikong subconsciously curled up his palm, he did not want to see the "fake" scar: "how can blisters leave scars?"

"Well, yes, it's just the burnt scar." Feng Ye was still a little proud. He suddenly thought, "by the way, if you pawn my dagger, take this scar as a keepsake between you and me. Otherwise, I'll burn one, OK?"

"Nonsense, how can you do such a stupid thing." Yan Sikong draws back her hand.

"Why not? The keepsake should be unique and have a special meaning. "

"No, I don't want this keepsake." Yan Sikong turned and walked down the mountain.

"Why? Are you afraid I can't stand the burning Feng Ye joked, "or are you still angry about this scar?"

"Because it's not unique!" Yan Sikong said in a loud voice.

Feng Ye was stunned.

Yan Sikong sighed: "there are thousands of people with scars in the world. How can this be unique? Don't do stupid things."

Feng Ye shrugged: "OK, but that dagger is really unique." He said with some disappointment.

“…… I was at the end of my tether

Feng Ye said hastily, "I don't mean to blame you." He came forward again, took Yan Sikong's hand and gently rubbed his unsmooth palm with his fingertips. "If you and I can meet again, nothing else matters."

Yan Sikong smiles: "yes."

"Let's go down the mountain. General Zhao is still waiting for us in the camp. After celebrating with him, when you and I are alone, let's have a good chat about the past. Although I didn't protect you by your side before, I will always be there." Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong with deep feeling.Yan Sikong returns with a gentle smile.

-

when Zhao Fuyi saw Yan Sikong, he was very enthusiastic. A banquet had been set up in the account. The generals who had gone with him to fight the rebellion were waiting for them.

After the ceremony, they took their seats. Zhao Fuyi said with a smile: "because of the great loss of war and the illness of the empress dowager, your majesty does not allow us to celebrate the victory, but we must celebrate."

They all looked happy. At this time, they were not too polite. Some rude generals laughed and clapped the wine jar.

"It's a pity Lord Changshi has official business and can't come here." Zhao Fuyi raised his glass and said respectfully, "this first glass of wine should be given to your majesty first. If you don't have your Majesty's wisdom and power, and protect our people with great grace, there will be no great victory today."

"To your majesty, great grace The crowd cheered in unison and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Fuyi raised his full glass of wine and said, "how about the second one, to general Di and Mr. Changshi?"

Sun Feng said: "general Di is a brave and resolute man, and Lord Changshi is a strategist. They have contributed a lot to the fight against rebellion. Respect general Di and Lord Changshi!"

Cheers again.

"The third cup is to Jingshan..."

"Ah." Yan Sikong interrupts Zhao Fuyi with a smile, "don't blame the junior officer for his rudeness. This third cup, how can we all respect the senior general. In this war, the great general captured Kuizhou and broke Jingzhou, and defeated King Liang's 30000 water troops on Dongting Lake. He was famous all over the world in the first World War and will be recorded in the annals of history forever, but he has made great contributions. "

"Ha ha ha ha --" Zhao Fuyi laughs, "in this battle, there is the son of heaven's blessing. Among them, there is the cooperation of general Di, Lord Changshi, Shizi, Lord Yan and other generals. Next, there is my Dasheng man who is brave enough to kill the enemy. I, Zhao, dare not take credit. We should respect our soldiers."

"To the grand general." Yan Sikong advised.

All the officers and men also echoed: "respect the great general."

Zhao Fuyi refused several times before he accepted it. He said with a smile, "if there is no outsider in this account, then Zhao will be brave."

All the soldiers got up and went to the center of the tent. Feng Ye held the tree in his hands and said in a high voice: "the general will work hard to turn the tide. He will conquer the attack and win the battle. He will protect all the people of our country and respect the general."

"To the great general -"

when a room full of generals began to drink, they could hardly shake off the general's tent, and they could not stop shouting, fighting, laughing and scolding.

Zhao Fuyi specially called Feng Ye and Yan Sikong to his desk. He took Yan Sikong's hand and said, "Sikong, I Zhao want to thank you very much."

"Where is the general..."

"Think of the sky." Zhao Fuyi solemnly said, "it's your idea to send an envoy to Kuizhou and to wear Nanyue to attack Yueyang. Without you, the victory or defeat of this battle is still two." He whispered, "in my heart, you are more than liang Guanggong."

"I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it." Yan Sikong said modestly, "I just did my duty."

"Well, I mean it." Zhao Fuyi looked at Fengye and said, "there is also Shizi. You ambush King Liang's reinforcements and lead the soldiers through Yueshan of Vietnam for ten days. It's dangerous. You're precious to Shizi. You don't have to take risks. But you're the first one. If you don't fear death, the soldiers will not be able to rush out of Qingxu valley."

Fengye arched his hand and said: "for the general, he should set his life and death aside, and serve the country wholeheartedly, no matter how noble or humble."

"Well, they are all my good sons of Dasheng!" Zhao Fuyi filled a glass of wine by himself, "come on, this one, I'll give you a toast alone."

"General..."

"Come on."

The three drank with respect to each other.

Zhao Fuyi put down his cup and said with emotion: "I heard that GE Zhong asked about it a few days ago?"

Yan Sikong's eyes darkened: "it's time to ask."

"I had promised him to punish his son mildly. I didn't expect Lord Changshu to find so much evidence of his crime." Zhao Fuyi shook his head, but there was no regret on his face.

"Ge Yong's sins are numerous, and he also suffers from them."

Zhao Fuyi nodded and suddenly began to laugh, trembling to get the wine.

Feng Ye poured him a cup.

Without saying a word, Zhao Fuyi had a cup of depression. It was too late for them to stop him.

Zhao Fuyi gave a long "hiss" and said with a smile: "happy, happy."

Yan Sikong advised: "General Zhao, drinking too much will hurt your health. Moderate."

"Happy today." Zhao Fuyi said vaguely, "in fact, I'm celebrating today not only for the victory, but also for..." He said with a smile, "because Ge Zhong Cause and effect cycle, retribution is not good

Feng Ye frowned and said, "what do you mean?"

Yan Sikong helped Zhao Fuyi: "general, you are drunk. You can't drink any more. I'll give you a rest in the inner tent."

"No, no, I'm not drunk. If this wine can bring me down, how can I have the heroic spirit of lying drunk in the battlefield?" Zhao Fuyi took the wine cup to Fengye and ordered, "fill it up for me!"Feng Ye had no choice but to fill his glass.

Zhao Fuyi suddenly raised his glass to heaven, and half of the liquor was spilled. A trace of sadness flashed through his turbid eyes: "this glass is to me Once appreciated by a person, one was Ge Zhong killed people. "

Yan Sikong's body shakes, and her cheeks are flushed with wine. Suddenly, she has no blood color.

"Who is that?" he asked

Zhao Fuyi put the wine cup to his lips and sprinkled it as he drank. He said vaguely in his mouth: '" General yuan, you are in heaven, but Can you close your eyes? "

Feng Ye frowned: "who?"

"Guangning, Yuan General Zhao Fu Yi half narrowed his eyes, already sleepy, "you were still young..."

Feng Ye suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong has calmed down. He looks at Feng Ye faintly, and his eyes are as calm as water.

This day has come.

Do you remember the previous plot?

Zhao Fuyi was a general who led troops to Guangning from the capital at that time.

it took me 90 chapters and 300000 words to write here, which was different from what I thought