This Lord is Too Cruel

"Yes." Li Su hurriedly replied, motioning to his soldiers not to move.

Mu Hanyao looked around, and the whole forest was surrounded by them. His eyes flashed coldly, then he turned to look at Li Su, "How did Leng Qianye train the formation last time?"

"Well, before leaving the border, I have been practicing." Li Su looked at Mu Hanyao, "General, the woods are dense and it's not easy to use."

"If you divide for a long time, you have to think of a workaround from the original formation. Since it has been co-authored before, now, according to the original method, a small circle of small pieces is formed." Mu Hanyao looked at Li Su, attached to the ear canal.

Li Su nodded, and then hurriedly asked the person beside him to raise the flag. The torch brightened the entire forest, and he could clearly see the hideous eyes of the people in black around him.

They already noticed it, and then they flew up. At the same time, the ten thousand horses had already formed a formation in the dark, looked loose, but formed an encirclement centered on Mu Hanyao, and then slowly led the man in black to it Surrounded by the circle.

A fierce battle. The soldiers are now desperately resisting because of the days of rushing. The soldiers on the outermost periphery are killed, and the second wave comes forward. This cycle is also given to the soldiers in the central encirclement. During the preparation time, an impervious encirclement was formed, and it was difficult to break through any copper wall or iron wall.

Blood stained the night sky with a strong smell of blood. No matter how advanced the martial arts, the man in black is now dead and injured, and the 10,000 horses in front of him have lost two thousand.

Mu Hanyao's eyes were condensed, his stern face was full of murderous air, he stood in the middle, watching the soldiers in front of him fall one by one, watching the other men in black being killed one by one, he is now Think about it, who knew he was going back to Beijing? No one knew about this matter except for Leng Qianye, Jibai, Li Su, and him. Could it be that they were carefully made? So, who is this person?

He looked at Li Su, knowing that it could not be him, so it was Jibai? No, it's impossible. Jibai followed them and was born and died for so many years. How could it be?

Until the sky gradually brightened, the man in black was injured more than half, and there was the sound of horseshoes in the distance. In an instant, the man in black flew away.

The soldiers watched the people in black leave. They raised their eyes and looked at the corpse lying beside them. One can imagine how tragic this battle was. They did not have the joy of victory, but were sentimental, although they had already With the determination to die, there were relatives in the capital. They thought they could go home with joy now, but they died on the way home.

Li Su was stained with blood and ran to Mu Hanyao, "General, four thousand died."

He reluctantly said with tears in his eyes.

Mu Hanyao looked at the corpse in front of him with cold eyes, and then heard the sound of horses' hoofs getting closer. He turned his eyes and saw the banner with the word "Yi" hung on it, his tall figure turned slightly. , Revealing endless sadness.

However, as a general, no matter how sorrow and sadness he is, he can't show a trace of it, because he is the soul and support of this army. If he falls, then what should they do?

When Yi Yang arrived on horseback, he rolled over and dismounted, looking at the corpses along the way, his eyes flashed sadly, and he stepped forward, "The emperor ordered me to come and pick you up to Beijing."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded. At this moment, at the front line of life and death, he was surprised that there was still a person in his heart who was waiting for him in the capital.

"General, the corpses of the soldiers..." Li Su asked from the side.

"Take... they should go home." Mu Hanyao's tone was still so cold, but it was full of desolation.

Li Su nodded fiercely, turned around, and arranged the body with other soldiers.

Yi Yang looked at the scene in front of him, stretched out his hand and patted Mu Hanyao on the shoulder, "I am still a step late."

"Go, go back to Beijing earlier." Mu Hanyao looked at Yi Yang and said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Yi Yang knew that at this time, facing death, nothing seemed redundant.

Feng Aotian accompanied Mu Hanjin, and other officials who were still busy in the Metropolitan Procuratorate had stayed up all night.

Father Cat looked at the sun for three poles now, and saw that Feng Aotian had not yet returned to the palace, his slender eyes hooked slightly, he waved the whisk in his hand, and then sat on the soft couch, "Where is the master?"

"In the Superintendent." Hidden and the soul in the dark replied.

"The master really likes that Mu Hanjin's." Although Mr. Cat said in his mouth, whoever the master likes, he likes, but the premise is that he must be first, the others, let alone, but, Now it's good, the master has ran him out of Jiuxiao long ago.

He immediately got up, stamped his foot on the white jade boulder, and then lifted up, "Don't the master know that without breakfast, he will become dumb?"

Sixi's mouth twitched when he listened to Mr. Mao's words. Only Mr. Mao could say this.

Grandpa Cat stepped out of the imperial bedroom, "Still froze, do not have everything ready, and go to the Imperial Court with the Sa's family."

"Yes." All the eunuchs responded quickly, and then walked to the Metropolitan Procuratorate after Mr. Cat.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She took out the silk kerchief from her sleeves and gently wiped him, "Let's take a break, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin knew that Feng Aotian was worrying about him. She warmed her heart and nodded slightly, then put down the Zhubi and raised her hand, only to see that the red line on the wrist had not disappeared.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and saw it too, with pain in his heart, holding his hand tightly, helping him to get up and walking out of the hall.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at the two leaving figures. The officials who looked at him were also relieved. He said warmly, "Everyone, take a break and review them later."

"Yes." Everyone said in unison, then got up and walked out of the hall. In order for the test paper to be answered or leaked information, the official in charge of approving the test paper was not allowed to leave the Metropolitan Procuratorate until the test paper was finished.

Feng Aotian helped Mu Hanjin to sit in a place where he could get the sun, leaning him on his shoulders, rubbing his cold hands, she could feel his body trembling, this time, better than Vomiting blood became more serious once.

"Master..." The cat's sharp voice resounded throughout the court.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw him swaying towards him, followed by a group of minions, all the washing utensils, and the minions who passed the meal followed and bowed in.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she saw that Mr. Cat had already walked in front of her, "Master, the servant personally waits for you to wash and change clothes and have breakfast."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Okay."

As he said, helping Mu Hanjin to get up, the two walked into the empty room on the side. The father-in-law cat followed in, his eyes pursed, and Si Xi hurriedly ordered people to bring the golden basin in quickly.

The cat father-in-law handed the whisk to Si Xi, rolled up his sleeve gown slightly, put the face towel in the water to wet it, wringed it out, and handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian was the result of a face towel, raised his hand, wiped Mu Hanjin's cheeks, raised his hand, wiped it carefully, and looked at him with a smile.

Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, stared at her, and smiled. At this moment, he felt that everything he did was worthwhile.

A sullen flashed across the eyes of Mr. Cat, and then he took another face towel, dampened it, and wrung it out. When Feng Aotian handed the face towel to Mr. Mao, he had already put Feng Aotian's hand in his hand, and put her in his hand. The face towel he had used in his hand was thrown out, and then it was buckled on Si Xi's head.

Seeing him so jealous, Feng Aotian couldn't help being jealous. He was about to take the clean face towel from his hand, but saw that he touched the back of her head with one hand, and cleaned her face with the other, acting skillfully and carefully, then bowed his head again. He wiped her hand carefully, turned around, took the mouthwash tea, and fed her personally, "Master..."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and took a mouthful. After rinsing his mouth, he saw that Si Xi was still wearing the face towel, and motioned to the **** on one side to pass another mouthwash tea to Mu Hanjin.

Feng Aotian turned around, took it, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "You are so weak, so you can rest, let the Lord come."

"Humph." The cat father snorted coldly, and then gave Feng Aotian a fierce look, looking like his master was not promising.

Feng Aotian naturally knew his temper, and didn't care. After the two of them washed, the father-in-law Mao personally bound Feng Aotian's hair and signaled Si Xi to bind Mu Hanjin's hair.

Feng Aotian let him go, and Lan Jingshu walked in after simply freshening up.

"The emperor." He saluted and said softly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's just right, let's have breakfast together."

"Yes." Lan Jing said, and the three of them sat down at the table.

The cat's father ordered people to set up a meal, personally served Feng Aotian, and specially handed a bowl of soup to Feng Aotian.

Mu Hanjin looked at the dark soup medicine in front of her, and looked at her with worry, "My lord, are you unwell?"

"It's okay, it's just some tonic." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, took the decoction, and drank it in one gulp.

However, she is now puzzled. It stands to reason that her body is almost seventeen now, why is she still in the future?

When she thought about it this way, did she become a man by taking her physiology into consideration?

"Master..." Seeing Feng Aotian thoughtfully, the cat father called out in a low voice.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Father Cat, then at Mu Hanjin, "Let’s eat."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu glanced at each other before eating quietly.

After the three of them had eaten breakfast, Feng Aotian helped Mu Hanjin to go to the hall. Father Cat looked at her leaving figure, his mouth twitched again, and he was indeed an unscrupulous white-eyed wolf.

At this moment, Feng Aotian turned his eyes and glared at him harshly. He quickly covered the corner of his mouth with a silk kerchief, not daring to look at her.

In the past few days, the most talked about in the entire capital was this scientific examination. Who would get the title on the gold list? It was three days in a flash. Feng Aotian also accompanied Mu Hanjin for three days until the Metropolitan Procuratorate reviewed all the examination papers. Then, the top twenty were selected, and everyone was relieved.

Mu Hanjin also took a deep breath and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, tomorrow you can put on the list."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, returning to the palace to rest.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded slightly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Looking at her like this, Feng Aotian suddenly sighed, took his waist, left a word, and flew away.

"Jing Shu, this place is left to you."

Lan Jingshu whispered, "Yes." Everyone watched Feng Aotian leave.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin back to the emperor’s bedroom, then placed him on the dragon couch, pulsed, very weak, her eyes flashed coldly, and then looked at the cat father-in-law beside her, "Go Invite the wine father."

"You don't need to bother that old drunkard, just a minion." Seeing the worry in Feng Aotian's eyes, the cat father also sat beside her, raising his hand to catch Mu Hanjin's pulse.

"What's wrong?" Feng Aotian looked at him.

"The poison moves into the internal organs, and there is not much time." The cat father didn't expect that he would be poisoned. He turned his eyes to look at him, and borrowed a little bit of sadness from Feng Aotian's eyes, he sighed, "Master, This curse may not have no cure."

"How did you know that it was a love curse?" Feng Aotian looked at him, unavoidably surprised.

"Master, you really care about it." The cat father took out the silk kerchief from his sleeve, gently wiped the sweat on Feng Aotian's forehead, and then said, "You forgot, what are you doing these days? I don't know."

"Then you have a way?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Everything grows and restrains each other, and what he has is love poison, and detoxification means unfeeling." Father Cat said slowly.

"You think the master doesn't know, he doesn't want to." Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his pale cheek, "The master doesn't want to force him."

"The slave hasn't thought of other ways." The cat father shrugged slightly, spreading his hands, and then got up, "I can't die now, but it's too weak. Just rest for a day."

"But, he should vomit blood again today." Feng Aotian couldn't help sighing.

"The minion ordered someone to give him more blood-enriching soup." The cat father looked helpless, and then walked forward.

Feng Aotian looked at him like that, wishing to kick him out.

When Mr. Cat stepped out of the hall, he heard Feng Aotian's voice, "Wait for the Lord."

Father Cat stood still, wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk kerchief, and then stood still.

Feng Aotian walked out, stepped forward, leaned close to him, and asked in a low voice, "How can you pay for the future Kuishui?"

Father Mao's eyes lighted, looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered in her ear, "Your martial arts practice has delayed Kuishui's time. It is estimated that it will come in two months."

Feng Aotian nodded, and then said, "Prepare some for the Lord."

"The minion is ready, Master, how have you reacted in this place in the past few days?" Father Cat lowered his head, staring at Feng Aotian's chest, and asked.

Feng Aotian raised his foot and kicked him, "No response."

"It's okay." Mr. Mao didn't mind Feng Aotian's kick at all, "It's all right after Kui Shui comes."

"Go ahead." Feng Aotian glanced at Father Cat's face whiter than flour, rolled his eyes on the ground, then turned around and stepped into the Imperial Palace.

Father Mao watched Feng Aotian's figure turning and leaving, with a smile of evil charm and enchanting at the corner of his mouth, and then walked forward.

When she stepped into the imperial palace, she saw Mu Hanjin opening her eyes and looking at her, she stepped forward with a light smile, and then lay on his side with her clothes and kissed lightly under the corner of his lips. Lord will accompany you to sleep."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then slowly closed her eyes.

The second day was also the day of the ranking. Yi Mu was in his bedroom and did not go to watch it. Because of this, he was absolutely confident that he would be on the ranking.

Gu Yefeng did not go, he still held the ancient book and looked at it.

At the border, Leng Qianye was studying the second volume of the military book in the camp, only to discover that there was a lot of real confusion in it. As he watched it, he sketched out what he didn't understand, and wrote a secret letter in a ghostly manner. Only then did I remember that Mu Hanyao had gone to the capital now and couldn't pass it.

Suddenly there was a rushing voice outside the camp, and then a soldier rushed in, "General Leng, it's okay, Vice Admiral Ji Ji..."

Leng Qianye looked at him with horror, then stood up, "What happened?"

"Dead," the soldier whispered.

Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed, how could Jibai die? He trembled, then walked out, and saw a few soldiers running over carrying his body.

Inside the barracks, the soldiers looked at Jibai with three arrows in their hearts, their eyes were dug out, and one arm was hanging. It was so miserable that they couldn't help showing sadness.

Leng Qianye watched the soldiers put down the stretcher. He slowly squatted down, stroking the **** face, clenching his fists, "Where did he find it?"

"In a colch a mile away." A soldier knelt on the ground and replied.

"Take me to see." Leng Qianye said, got up and walked outside the barracks.

Followed by a group of soldiers, they walked to the mountain col in front of him. The grass was desolate and stained with a large amount of wet blood. He squatted halfway, stained with blood with his fingers, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance. No, and now it's late at night, there are only the footprints of Japak, and there are no other footprints, who killed him?

He then turned around and returned to the barracks, and saw that the soldiers were already kneeling on the ground, and sorrowful cries could be heard vaguely.

Leng Qianye stepped forward slowly, "Can you see Jibai's eyes?"

"No." The soldiers shook their heads.

Leng Qianye squatted down, stretched out his hand, and saw the other hand clenched into a fist. He slammed it open. It turned out to be half a jade pendant. He held it tightly in his hand, and then said, "Vice-Jing Jing Body, buried."

"Yes." The generals responded, and then got up, Leng Qianye watched him be carried away.

He turned around and stepped into the camp, his eyes flashed with sadness, and then spread out the jade pendant in his hand, and saw a tiger carved on it, but half of it.

At this time, a black shadow fell, "General Leng, this is what General Mu asked his subordinates to pass to you."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye was startled at first, looking at the black shadow in front of him, which was the dark guard under the emperor, he took the secret letter, opened it, and his eyes flashed coldly.

Then I sat next to the book table, wrote a reply, and then finished the secret letter to Feng Aotian, looking at the dark shadow in front of him, "Give this secret letter to General Mu and the emperor."

"Yes." Sombra replied, and then dashed away.

Leng Qianye walked out of the camp, her dusty face was covered with a layer of cloud and mist, raised her eyes, and looked at the cloudy sky in front of him. He didn't believe that Jibai was a delicate craft.

Mu Hanyao hurried on the road overnight. Now, he has been walking for six days. If he is faster, he will be able to rush to the capital the next day, where the army will camp and take a short rest.

Yi Yang stood beside him, "You haven't returned to Beijing for a long time."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded and looked at Yi Yang, "How is Yi Mu?"

"He, it's not bad or not, it should be the day to be released today." Yi Yang thought of Yi Mu, and he sighed in thousands of ways. He obviously didn't have to enter the palace. Why did he want to enter the palace?

At midnight last night, Mu Hanjin vomited blood again, then fainted, unconscious, she watched the red line on his wrist is getting longer and deeper, she spent the night for him.

Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian like this, and sighed quietly, "Hey, the master is now more and more pitiful and pitiful, but he just takes the servant as the root grass."

As soon as Feng Aotian got up, she heard him talking sourly outside the hall alone. She walked out on her own and walked to his side, "You are not grass, what are you?"

"Flowers, but the house flower does not smell of wild flowers. The master now only has the wild flower inside. Don't remember that there is the house flower of the servant." The cat father said sadly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "He is not a wild flower, but a house flower, and he only loves house flowers."

"The master means that the minion is not even a family flower anymore, it can only be the root grass." The cat father-in-law listened to Feng Aotian's words, lamenting.

Looking at him, Feng Aotian coughed deliberately, then nodded, "Well, it is."

Mr. Cat listened and pressed his lips tightly, "Master, you hurt the minion too much." After that, he turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at his back and shook his head amused. He was really a real treasure. She raised her eyes and looked into the distance. She still had a long way to go.

Lan Jingshu came over, looked at Feng Aotian's expression, his eyes drooped slightly, and then stepped forward, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Well, the next day will be the palace exam, how are you preparing?"

"It's ready." Lan Jingshu whispered back.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, stood in front of him, stared at him, "walk with him."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, and then stood beside Feng Aotian, and the two slowly walked forward.

Grandpa Cat saw the figures of Lan Jingshu and Feng Aotian from a distance, curled his mouth, then turned around and went to the Imperial Dining Room.

As the sky is getting brighter, it is early autumn and the weather is getting colder. The clothes of the two are blowing with the wind, and Feng Aotian is watching Lan Jingshu's face.

"I heard that when Father Feng left, you were by his side." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.

"Exactly." Lan Jingshu answered down his head.

"What did he say?" Feng Aotian continued to ask.

"Feng Gonggong said, let the minister take good care of the emperor." Lan Jingshu remembered the scene that night, still lingering in his heart. At that time, he was really afraid of death.

Feng Aotian stopped, then took a step forward, walked in front of him, raised his hand, and raised his jaw, "How did you respond?"

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and stared at her, "The minister said yes."

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, and then took a step forward, "How do you take care of the Lord?"

Lan Jingshu trembled and said in a low voice, "The minister will always be with the emperor and will never leave."

Feng Aotian stepped forward again, so he raised his waist with one hand, stroked his gentle face with the other, bowed his head, kissed his lips, opened his arms, embraced him in his arms, and said in his ears , "Remember what you said today."

"The minister will remember." For the first time, Lan Jingshu felt that being so held by her turned out to be so warm, and he was reluctant to leave this embrace.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, patted his back, then released him, holding his hand, and walking forward.

Lan Jingshu lowered his head and looked at the hands he was holding together. He actively squeezed tightly and followed her, very quietly.

Feng Aotian smiled even more. In many cases, she only wanted such trust and the warmth of her palm.

Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun reclining on the fourth floor of Furong Pavilion, saw Wei Zimo, who had not been seen in a few days, appeared in the restaurant. He then got up, tapped his toes, and went directly into the room where Wei Zimo was. Started, looking at Wei Zimo in the Zhulian, "Is the enthronement ceremony over?"

"Guess who I saw?" Wei Zimo raised his hand, plucking the strings, and said.

"Ye Meixi." Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and said slowly.

"Well, but you don't know what his identity is now?" Wei Zimo's beautiful eyes shot a cold light, and then said.

"What's your identity?" Xing Wuyun asked curiously.

"The fifth prince of Wuyue Kingdom." Wei Zimo said lightly.

Xing Wuyun was taken aback for a moment, then raised his voice and laughed, "It seems that the people around her are from all sources."

"Are you still thinking about her?" Wei Zimo thought of Feng Aotian. Apart from his anger, he was also angry. Only then did he realize that he turned out to be a man with a small belly.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "Since I can't forget, I will remember until the day I can forget her."

"Nowadays, Feng's economy is getting better and better, and it's only a month before her ascends the throne." Wei Zimo feels that Feng Aotian's ability cannot be underestimated, and it can turn the already collapsed economy of Feng's country around. Now, his industries in Fengguo are 10% more profitable than in the past. If things go on for a long time, Fengguo's economy will be prosperous and prosperous in a few years.

He suddenly remembered what Feng Aotian had said when he first met him, that Feng's economy will surely rise within two years. At the time, he thought she was slanderous at the time, but now he feels that she is really accurate.

At this point, Wei Zimo had to admit that Feng Aotian was capable, but when she touched her own taboo, he must make her pay some price, but he did not realize that some things, more It's a care, the more you care.

Xing Wuyun picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip, "When will you return to Yuluo?"

"Live some time." Wei Zimo still doesn't want to return home, just to avoid trouble.

"Who is the country Xuanmo sent this time?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.

"Emperor Xuan Mo came here in person." Wei Zimo was also curious, why would Emperor Xuan Mo come here in person?

"What?" Xing Wuyun quickly swallowed the wine in his mouth, surprised.

"Well, he came in person, and he is still in the palace now." Wei Zimo nodded.

"He came in person, there must be no good." Xing Wuyun poured another glass of wine, "His appearance is more lethal than the emperor of Feng State, and wherever he goes, there are definitely corpses everywhere."

"Well, a lot of people have died in the palace." Wei Zimo said slowly, "Twelve small countries, only Feng Aotian is in the future. He didn't even send a gift, so Emperor Le Qi was very upset. In addition, Qiguo fanned the flames and sent the first beauty, the Emperor Xuanmo was even more interested. Now, I am afraid that Feng Aotian will be in danger."

"What do you mean?" Xing Wuyun put down his glass quickly and looked at Wei Zimo.

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"You understand, if Le Qiguo responds to Qiguo and sends troops to help Qiguo attack Fengguo, then Emperor Xuanmo is a master who loves to join in the fun. In this way, the two powerful nations will become the backing of Qiguo, Fengguo. How long can it last?" Wei Zimo said lightly, suddenly felt that this shouldn't be something he should take care of.

Xing Wuyun listened quietly, and a dull look flashed across his handsome face, "Feng Guo and Qi Guo will fight sooner or later."

"However, Feng Guo has just gone through a catastrophe and needs to recuperate. If there is more warfare, plus Xuanmo and Leqi, what do you think is her chance of winning?" Wei Zimofu said again .

Xing Wuyun was silent. If that was the case, she should have been prepared, but now, she has not seen any reaction, "The chance of winning? I am afraid that it will be even one."

At this moment, I heard a report outside the house, "Your Highness, something happened in the palace."

"What's the matter?" Wei Zimo asked indifferently.

"Princess Huayue is dead." The subordinate whispered back.

"How did you die?" Wei Zimo's beautiful eyes flashed with a gleam of light, very coldly.

"When I found out, I was with a man in the Lian Ren Guan, and the two were entangled with each other. It seemed that the acacia medicine was overdone, and then...they died." The subordinate said tactfully.

Xing Wuyun raised his voice and laughed, "Haha, it turned out to be dead."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "I heard that Princess Huayue is a well-known gentle and virtuous person. Naturally, she would not do anything to corrupt the royal face. She has the courage to measure her and dare not do this in the palace. Moreover, it was discovered by the people in the palace that now, the emperors and princes of all countries are there, so Qiguo's face can be completely lost."

"I just said, she won't be inactive, this can be regarded as a meeting gift for Le Qiguo." Xing Wuyun's peachy eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and his smile became deeper.

Wei Zimo naturally knows who did it. Besides she can do such a bold thing, who else?

"It's a pity, Qiguo has lost his wife and lost his troops now." Xing Wuyun laughed even louder. "Not only did he lose face, but he also made the new emperor wear a green hat, haha."

Wei Zimo looked at him with such a cheerful smile, "Hey, you smile too proudly, don't forget, Emperor Le Qi is your emperor brother."

"What about the emperor brother?" Xing Wuyun said quietly, "I heard that he fell in love with Princess Huayue at first sight, now it's good...haha...it's so funny."

Seeing that he was laughing too wildly, Wei Zimo thought about it again. Indeed, the new emperor of Le Qiguo ascended the throne and Qiguo presented the most beautiful princess. He thought he could get Le Qiguo's help, but now, it has become scandal.

Inside the Leqi State Palace, Ye Meixi was lying on the soft couch, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth. He also knew who the matter of Princess Huayue came from. He stroked the warm jade in his hand, "Master, You did this beautifully."

Standing on one side, Xiang Han asked in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, when will you return to China?"

"No hurry, the show has just begun." Ye Meixi smiled enchantingly.

In the Fengguo imperial palace, when Mu Hanjin woke up, it was late.

He slowly got up and saw that the palace lantern was bright in the study.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, seemingly in a good mood.

"The emperor." Mu Hanjin saluted.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, took his hand, and sat beside her, "Is your body better?"

"Much better." Mu Hanjin replied softly, "The emperor, but have a happy event?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and handed him the secret letter in his hand.

Mu Hanjin took it, looked at it, and then smiled, "Now, Qiguo is afraid that it will become the joke of the whole world."

"Huh, dare to calculate, and don't weigh your own abilities." Feng Aotian laughed, then raised his eyes and looked at the opposite Lan Jingshu, "Let's go, go to dinner."

"Yes." The three people walked out of the study.

Father Cat has already prepared the meal, waiting for Feng Aotian, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "What happened to Yuzhou?"

"Master, when eating, don't talk about these disturbing things." Father Cat hurried forward and dragged Feng Aotian from Mu Hanjin's side to in front of him, and then sat down on her. Said, "Minions do things, don't worry."

Looking at his determined appearance, Feng Aotian knew that he had settled, so he didn't say much, and then he served Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu with soup, and then looked at Mr. Mao, "Sit down too." , Although it is a root grass, it can only be shaken here."

"Yes, master." The cat father hurriedly sat beside Feng Aotian and looked at her.

Feng Aotian served him soup again and put it in front of her, "Drink it."

"Master, drink this first." The cat's father offered her a special decoction.

Feng Aotian looked at the soup medicine in the bowl. Compared with the morning drink, it was much lighter, "Is this an improved version?"

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, "Master, rest assured, you will definitely get what you want."

Mu Hanyao also rushed to the capital quickly, and received Leng Qianye's secret letter, his eyes flashed with sadness, and Jibai died? This... Isn't he the masterpiece of Border Pass? Thinking about this, he quickly wrote a secret letter and handed it to Sombra.

Yi Yang watched Mu Hanyao look wrong, and asked in a low voice, "What happened to the border?"

"Jibai was killed." Mu Hanyao looked at Yi Yang and said.

"What?" Yi Yang was also surprised, and then went silent, "Hey..."

The two stopped talking and hurried all night.

After dinner was over, Mr. Mao ordered people to clean it up. He looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, go out and walk more, it will be more effective, let the minion accompany you."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "I just let them be with me."

"Master, isn't it okay for a minion to be with you?" Father Cat looked at her sadly.

"No, I will have nightmares when I see your face." Feng Aotian shook his head.

"Master, that slave will go to wash immediately." Father Cat said, and turned to leave.

Feng Aotian lowered his face, and then said, "No."

"You won't let the minion be with you anymore, why don't the minions go to wash?" The cat father-in-law pursed his lips slightly, aggrieved.

Feng Aotian pushed the cat father-in-law and deliberately separated Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, and then said, "I can't help but want to pounce upon seeing your face, so you are fine."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Mr. Cat immediately opened his eyes and laughed, twisted his waist, and then asked, "The master is telling the truth."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded heavily, then sighed, "Unfortunately, you are not a man."

Father Cat’s bright face immediately slumped down when he heard Feng Aotian’s words, his slender eyes turned slightly, and he thought to himself, Master, you will take good care of him, and the slave will climb onto your bed sooner or later.

Feng Aotian patted Father Cat on the shoulder, then turned around and left the Emperor's Bedroom with Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, squeezed her hand tightly in her hand, unwilling to let go, Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Mu Hanjin shook her head, "The emperor, did the minister make the emperor sad?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him, "He is sad and distressed."

"It's the Chen's fault." Mu Hanjin whispered.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master, thank you for making him feel this distressed."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, stared at her, and raised a slight smile, "The emperor, the minister's body may not last long."

"Does your master know?" Feng Aotian thought, the love curse should be solvable.

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "He can sense that he personally served as a minister."

Feng Aotian clenched his hand tightly, "Is there any solution?"

"Master said, there is no cure." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly.

"Master doesn't believe that there is no cure for poison." Feng Aotian looked at him, "There must be a way."

Lan Jingshu stood on one side, listening to the conversation between the two, but he felt a lot of sentimentality.

The next day, the early days, the minds of all the officials are now in the palace examination of tomorrow, so, above the court, Feng Aotian also promulgated the latest criminal law and disaster relief.

Feng Aotian returned to the Imperial Palace and received the secret letter from Leng Qianye. She opened it and looked at the doubts Leng Qianye wrote on it, then wrote it and passed it back.

Le Qiguo, due to the death of Princess Huayue, became known to everyone in just a few days, and Qiguo became a joke of the world. Leqi Emperor Longyan was furious, and felt that this was a great shame. Want to send troops to attack Qiguo.

Emperor Xuan Mo was obstructing it. He is now more interested in Feng Country. Therefore, the implication is to help Qi Country. Such a turbulent turn is unexpected by Qi Country.

It was also beyond Feng Aotian's expectation, thinking that Emperor Xuanyuan Yu (yu) really likes to make troubles, and where to go.

In this way, Le Qiguo felt that the attack was uneconomical. In comparison, the military strength of the Xuanmo country should not be underestimated. For thousands of years, the three kingdoms have been in peace. Although they all have the idea of ​​annexing the other party, it is always There is no such courageous person to appear. They are all pursuing it. The rumors for thousands of years are waiting for the appearance of the Wind Clan. Unfortunately, they don’t know that the Wind Clan’s people have now found the Lord, and they are also Be kept in the dark.

The matter was left alone, Qiguo left Leqiguo griefly, and the emperors and princes of other countries also went home.

Hearing this result, Xing Wuyun raised his voice and laughed again. When he thought of the suffocation in Le Qihuang's heart, he felt very happy.

Seeing his gloating appearance, Wei Zimo left a cold comment, "As long as Xuanyuanyu's prey is never obtained, he vowed not to give up. It seems that Feng Country is in danger this time."

Xing Wuyun's laughter stopped instantly and looked at him, "You were easy to provoke when you were Feng Aotian. Proud people like you have suffered a lot, and Xuanyuanyu won't get any benefit."

Wei Zimo glared at Xing Wuyun fiercely. Feng Aotian's tricks were now his death, especially when he thought of being touched by Feng Aotian, he felt uncomfortable.

Feng Guo, Feng Aotian sneered after getting the news. She should have been so, but she should be more careful about that Xuanyuan Yu. Some people can't provoke them. If they provoke them, they might not be able to get rid of them for a lifetime. , For example, Xuanyuan Yu, the most beautiful man in the world, who is afraid of blood and bloodthirsty.

On the second day, during the palace exam, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu also stood outside the Jinluan Temple, sitting with other students in the rankings.

Under the scorching sun, everyone was very calm, without a trace of sadness or worry.

Feng Aotian sat in the Golden Luang Temple, looking at the father-in-law Cat beside him, he was looking at the students outside, and he was making comments in his heart one by one. What was particularly noticeable was the Yi Mu he saw when he first returned to the palace that day. And Gu Yefeng.

"The emperor, please write a question." Lan Jingshu stepped forward and said with a bow.

Feng Aotian looked at the students outside, "Mother Cat, give them things."

"Yes." Father Mao stopped his mind, and then ordered someone to hold the needle and thread in front of the twenty students outside the hall.

"Skewer these beads from big to small, from shallow to deep, from the size of the bead hole, and only give a stick of incense time." The cat said with a sharp throat.

Everyone was startled, and then lowered their heads. Ever since they were young, with only paper and pen, have they ever been a female celebrity? But now it has to be done, so everyone picked up the needle and thread and passed it carefully.

Feng Aotian carefully observed everyone's reactions. One stick of incense had already burned halfway, and some students were already sweating profusely, wiping sweat continuously.

Yi Mu hasn't worn it yet, but arranged all the beads one by one, then threaded the needle and thread, followed the arranged beads, and put them in one by one.

Gu Yefeng used another method, measuring the size visually while wearing it. If so, it is also the most feasible method if the eyesight and memory are extremely accurate.

When a stick of incense burned out, Mr. Cat pointed his throat, "It's time."

He ordered people to collect the beads. Feng Aotian then looked at the people in front of him, and then asked, "Tell me, how many beads are there in Shi Caier and others? How many sizes are there? How many depths are there? What is the thickness of the beads?"

As soon as these words came out, all the students fell silent, and immediately afterwards, they saw Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng step forward together.

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, then looked at the others, and saw a handsome-looking man also standing up. Feng Aotian looked at the three of them, and then said, "Write the answer on paper, Present it to me."

"Yes." The three of them replied, and then sat down, and after writing them, they presented them.

Looking at the answer above, Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Well, Yi Mu's guess is right, Gu Yefeng's guess is 90%."

She then raised her eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her, "I heard it clearly, I guessed it 80%."

When all the students heard this, they were startled again, and then sighed. So, it doesn't have to be all?

In this way, don't they all have a chance? Thinking about this, I obviously regretted it.

Feng Aotian then announced, "This year's New Division champion is Yi Mu, second place is Gu Yefeng, and Tanhua is Wenqing."

After the early dynasty, Yi Mu, Gu Yefeng, and Wen Qing walked to the emperor’s bedroom. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him. She naturally knew about Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng, but for Wen Qing, she read his files. But an ordinary student, a poor scholar who came from the poor country and came to the fore, not far away, now stands out.

Feng Aotian looked at Wen Qing, "What can you ask me to do?"

Wen Qing heard that, at first he was taken aback, and quickly knelt on the ground, and thanked him, "The emperor, Cao Min is just a scholar, and now it is no regrets in this life to be awarded the three subjects. How dare you ask the emperor?"

Feng Aotian looked at him. The reason why she came up with the exam questions was to test their acumen and judgment. It is conceivable that Wen Qing must have her own unique ability.

"Yi Mu listens!" Feng Aotian looked at Yi Mu and said solemnly.

"The minister takes the order!" Yi Mu knelt down quickly and whispered.

"There has never been a precedent in the whole world. Now, I will make an exception for you. I have specially designated you as the rightist and assisted me with Lan Jingshu. I will take office today without error." Feng Aotian Shen Soundtrack.

"Chen Zunzhi!" Yi Mu was stunned again, apparently a flash of astonishment flashed in his heart, even with Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing Shu in the Imperial Palace, and Gu Yefeng, Wen Qing was also stunned.

"Gu Yefeng listens!" Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng and whispered.

"The emperor, before listening to the decree, do you still owe the courtier a request?" Gu Yefeng was thinking about the ancient book.

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, then looked at him, "Come here."

Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, then pushed the wheelchair forward and approached under her sign, "The emperor, please say it."

Feng Aotian attached an ear canal, "That ancient book is nothing but a matter of love between men and women, named Jin Ping Mei."

After hearing this, Gu Yefeng was startled, and looked at Feng Aotian incredulously, "How is this possible?" The ancient book he finally found was... it turned out to be...

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stuffed the simplified form in his arms, "Look at it for yourself, compared to those fonts that are already printed in your mind."

Gu Yefeng quickly opened it, looked at the handwriting on it, and roughly passed the font in his mind. Suddenly, his handsome face flashed a blush, and he hurriedly pushed the wheelchair back, "My Majesty, since you already knew, why not Tell the courtier early."

"Tell you earlier, you can still be here?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You still don't listen to your orders?"

"Yes." Gu Yefeng sat in a wheelchair with his head down, "The minister accepts the order!"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "I specially designate you as the official historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. You can take office immediately without error."

Gu Yefeng shook his body and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the courtier knows nothing, how can he hold such a high position?"

"How come? Don't dare? Are you afraid?" Feng Aotian said in a low voice, staring at him coldly.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and then lowered his head, "Chen Zunzhi!"

"Wear it clearly!" Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Caomin takes the order!" Wen Qing replied in a low voice.

"I specially designate you as a book of the Ministry of War, and take office immediately. You can't make mistakes." Feng Aotian looked towards Wen Qing. Now, at the time of recruiting wealth, she is now planning to use new people, and let them Sitting in the highest position, she wanted to see how they could stand it.

Wen Qing had a noticeable pause. He originally thought that it was just a postman or a 9th-rank official. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a positive third-rank, making him unable to believe whether what he heard was true. Then he raised his eyes. , Facing Shangfeng Aotian's cold eyes, he quickly lowered his head, "The minister abides by the edict!"

On this day, the top three students were named the highest position. This is a precedent for directly rising to the highest position since the founding of the country. The hundreds of officials can’t help being surprised, thinking that they have worked their lives for a lifetime, and now they are still standing still. This student, who was only in the top three, actually rode on their heads.

Mu Hanyao rushed to the capital, the sky was dark, he did not take a rest, but went directly to the palace to see him.

Feng Aotian heard that he had returned to Beijing and hurriedly went to meet him at the gate of the palace in person. When he looked at his stern face, he stepped forward and said with a smile, "This journey is hard."

"The minister sees the emperor!" Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian again. For some reason, he felt a little excited in his heart, and quickly knelt on one knee.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, helped him up, took his hand, and walked into the imperial palace. At the entrance of the hall, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu were already waiting for him.

Yi Yang was also a man and horse brought by Mu Hanyao to settle down, and he was naturally happy when he learned that Yi Mu actually worshipped the right minister.

Yi Mu returned home tonight, looked at his father who had just returned, hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground, "Father."

Yi Yang quickly helped Yi Mu up and looked at his still weak body, "Unexpectedly for my father, you suddenly became the prime minister. Your burden will be heavier in the future. Can your body survive?"

"Father, don't worry, now the baby's body is getting better." Yi Mu and Yi Yang immediately sat down, and the father and son also gave birth to a lot of emotions, drinking alcohol while chatting about home.

Gu Yefeng was really not happy about being appointed official. Thinking back to what happened these days, he finally understood that he had been tricked by the emperor, and he had taken full advantage of it.

He bowed his head and looked at the ancient book in his hand that looked like a treasure. He didn't expect that it was such a disturbing book that was suddenly thrown on the ground.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao's hand and held it tightly in his hand, only to realize that his palm was struck by the horse rein with a deep hole. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Go ahead and give it to the Lord Wash it up."

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, and now he just returned to the palace, it was really nothing compared to the border, especially in the presence of Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, she was so bluntly saying such shameful things, his face showed a strange look, and then respectfully Salute, "Yes."

"Daddy Cat, don't prepare bath soup yet." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Father Cat, and said in a deep voice.

Father Cat is upset now. Looking at Mu Hanyao in front of him, his figure is really upright and vigorous. It makes people's heart moving when he looks at it. There is also that momentum. Now he is upset enough to look at these two in front of him. One popped up, which could not tell how much in the future, he touched his heart, hey, he is very careful.

Feng Aotian looked at him without responding, stepped forward, walked in front of him, and then kicked, "What is your expression?"

"Sad expression." Father Cat slanted his eyes, his expression sad.

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "Prepare the bath soup for the Lord."

Cat father-in-law listened, turned around and looked at Si Xi who was beside him, "Did you not hear the master's command?"

Seeing the look of Mr. Mao, Si Xi quickly responded, "Yes." Then he went to prepare.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, "Go in."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing replied, and followed the figures of Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao into the bedroom.

Father Cat leaned against the door on one side, looking at the man next to Feng Aotian, his eyes flashed harshly, and he gave a cold snort. Sajia has seen older people since he was a child, so he can't make you cheap.

The armor on Mu Hanyao's body was still stained with blood. Feng Aotian looked at it, poured a cup of tea on his own, and handed it to him, "Be thirsty."

"Xie Emperor." Mu Hanyao is unfamiliar with the palace, especially the emperor's bedroom, which always makes him feel very awkward.

Feng Aotian disagreed, and took him to sit down, "You return to Beijing this time, the news must have been leaked, but who has been able to find out who leaked the news?"

"Only four people at the border know about the minister's return to Beijing. Except for the minister and Chiba, it is Jibai and Li Su. The minister wrote to Chiba to let him pay attention to Jibai. However, the former Japanese minister received a letter from Chiba. Jibai was killed." Mu Hanyao whispered.

Feng Aotian listened, his eyes dimmed, "Jibo is not a fine work."

"The emperor, do you know who it is?" Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and then asked.

"It hasn't been found out yet." Feng Aotian spread his hand, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go and get the golden sore medicine."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied softly, then got up, brought clear water, and put it on the side.

Feng Aotian moistened the cotton cloth, wiped the stains on his hands, then applied the golden sore medicine, bandaged it, and looked at him, "Let's rest here today."

"The minister should go to the second brother's place." Mu Hanyao is really uncomfortable.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Where the Lord asked you to rest, you will be there."

"Chen complies with the order." Mu Hanyao knew that she couldn't hold back her, so he could only agree.

Mu Hanjin looked at the relationship between Feng Aotian and his eldest brother, and seemed to know something, a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and now he was relieved.

Si Xi had prepared the bath soup and stood outside the hall and said, "The emperor, the bath soup is ready."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, "Go ahead."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, and then followed Si Xi to the inner hall.

Feng Aotian looked at the father-in-law cat who was leaning at the entrance of the main hall. Those sad eyes did not leave her for a moment. She suddenly had a headache, and then said, "What's wrong with you?"

Father Cat twisted, still leaning, "What can happen to the minion?"

Feng Aotian knew that he was playing tricks, he was used to it, and he sighed helplessly, "Is your decoction ready?"

"Yeah." The cat nodded and stared at her, as if she had been abandoned.

"Yeah just kicked and hurt you?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded and nodded pitifully.

"Come here, let the Lord take a look." Feng Aotian helped her forehead somewhat helplessly, she really owed him, why is there such a grinning fairy by her side? Fortunately, she is an eunuch, otherwise, it really makes her worried.

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