Chapter 99: Blue Clothes and White Hair, This Will Never Happen Again
Qin Xian was a little surprised: "Yuan Niang knows where Feng Kun is?"
Does Feng Kun have a lot of soldiers and horses?
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.
Gu Guan turned his head to look at Xie Ci, who happened to be looking over at him. The two of them exchanged glances, and Gu Guan said, "He should be one of the seven major military governors."
In fact, she and Xie Ci had guessed this a long time ago. Feng Kun is such a powerful and proud person, he definitely wouldn't be the one to defect to someone else, right?
But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising. Feng Kun was so powerful at that time that he even almost killed the old emperor and purged the entire imperial city. The preparations he made for himself must have been good.
After all, even if he had taken a step back, he had intended to leave Zhongdu with Concubine Mu. Even if he couldn't win, it was necessary to maintain an invincible position to protect himself later.
Gu Wan said: "If I'm not mistaken, the Zhenwu Army should be his!"
Hu Dongyang, the Grand Protector of Zhenwu, must be Feng Kun's confidant. Feng Kun must be currently in the Zhenwu Army.
The Zhenwu Protectorate was located on the east and west sides of the northern end of the Taihang Mountains, along the line from Zhenzhou to Wuzhou and Yangzhou. Its area was originally the size of a normal protectorate that was divided after Xie Xinzhong submitted a memorial.
But after the army disintegrated, one individual defected even more decisively than Li Yi. Military governors from Guzhou, Longzhou, Fanyang, and other prefectures rushed to the Zhenwu Army without hesitation. Guzhou, Longzhou, Fanyang, and other prefectures were actually a single entity, connected to the Zhenwu Protectorate. The Zhenwu Protectorate's effective influence encompassed the entire eastern and western reaches of the northern Taihang Mountains.
This is all fertile and water-rich land, much better than Yunzhou. It is almost the best part of the long northern border. In recent years, many places in the north have suffered from lack of rain and poor harvests, but this area is the only one that is not affected very much.
Moreover, although the Zhenwu Protectorate's sphere of influence also covers the area east of Taihang, its geographical advantages are much better than those of Heyang and Qingzhou, and it has not been affected by the war at all.
The army is strong and its combat effectiveness has been tempered over the years. Its other conditions are also excellent, which is very consistent with the retreat plan Feng Kun prepared for herself back then.
——In fact, when Yin Luo came to them for cooperation, although he did not say it explicitly, he did not deliberately disguise it. Feng Kun is such a proud person.
When Yin Luo came to find Xie Ci, he would not have been able to do so quickly if he had not been in the army, and Yin Luo did not even take off his military boots.
So during this period of time, Gu Wan gradually guessed who he was.
Li Yi of Fanyang Army is impossible, Heyang and Qingzhou are also ruled out, Jiannan and Jingnan don't seem to be the same. Recalling when they first met Yin Luo, Xie Ci smelled a similar scent of the Northern Army from the former's posture and temperament at first sight.
Most of them have been ruled out. In addition, the Zhenwu Army has had a low presence in recent times and has been indifferent to the fight against the Beirong. It cannot be said that they are negative, after all, they are in the middle of a war, but they are indeed not particularly active.
Even when the entire army was at its most morale-filled, recalling the performance of the Zhenwu Army, it was, in four words, neither salty nor bland.
Xie Ci raised an eyebrow: "But Feng Kun, is it possible for him?"
Is it possible for Feng Kun to send troops to help them?
Xie Ci was a little skeptical. Based on the recent performance of the Zhenwu Army, it was not difficult to guess Feng Kun's current will.
Going back further, back to the beginning of the Northwest War, didn't Feng Kun see the problem? Xie Ci didn't believe it, but Feng Kun remained indifferent. It wasn't until Li Yi and Gu Wan went straight to the capital and knelt in Deng Mansion to beg for surrender that Feng Kun finally took action.
Even without the original book as a reference, Xie Ci could guess that Feng Kun probably hated the old emperor and the Wei Dynasty very much. If the Wei Dynasty were to fall, he would probably feel unbridled joy.
Now that Concubine Mu is dead, Feng Kun probably doesn't even have the motivation to strive anymore, right?
He watched passively and coldly as this disgusting dynasty fell into decline. This was probably his mentality.
That’s right, Xie Ci and Gu Guan had already received accurate information about Concubine Mu’s death from the Fourth Prince.
Gu Wan also knew what Xie Ci said, but she said without hesitation: "We have to give it a try anyway!"
In fact, she probably knew Feng Kun better than anyone else present. Besides the original trajectory, the most important thing was that, strictly speaking, she and Feng Kun had a close relationship through their paternal and ancestral generations, and they were even relatives.
She thought for a moment and said, "I'm 50% sure."
"so much?!"
Chen Lang, who was standing behind Chen Yan, blurted out and was immediately glared at by his father, "Shut up."
Chen Luo quickly pulled Chen Lang and told him to stop talking. He was afraid that Chen Lang would not be able to say anything more. It was not allowed to talk nonsense before the war.
After so many battles, Chen Lang has been promoted several levels and turned into a dark-skinned handsome young man, but his mouth has not changed.
Chen Lang had no choice but to shut up, but what he said was what everyone thought. Fifty percent was considered low, but this was Feng Kun. Judging from the previous performance of the Zhenwu Army, fifty percent was considered very high. Was this really possible?
But now is not the time to talk about this. Except for Chen Lang, who has a bald mouth, no one said anything.
Xie Ci didn't ask. Since Gu Wan had said so, she must have been confident. Besides, he felt it was a good idea for her to go to the Zhenwu Army. This time, Mercedes-Benz even sent in the logistics troops, whether they were from Shuofang or the imperial court. Anyone who could still run threw down everything in their hands, picked up their weapons, and organized into an army.
Every single one of them, even the guards of Grand Tutor Wen came. Except for Shang Rong and Zhao Xinhe who stayed by Grand Tutor Wen's side to take care of him, all the guards of the remaining three people came.
The will to fight is high, but the danger is objectively present.
No one asked why. Even Liang Fen and others were willing to give it their all. Not to mention Long Zhun, Gao Mulin and Pang Li. As warriors who had fought on the battlefield for a long time, their nerves and muscles had subconsciously tensed up.
The atmosphere within the entire Shuofang Army became gloomy and solemn.
But even so, before Xie Ci got on his horse, he said to her, "Don't worry, it won't be too late within a day."
"It would be great if it works, but if it doesn't, just wait for me to come back."
He jumped onto his horse, his dark heavy armor and black-blue cloak draped over his tall body. He used the cloak to cover himself and held her hand.
Xie Ci released his hand, suddenly stood up, pulled the reins, and faced the entire army. With a clang, he drew his sword and shouted, deep as the abyss: "Soldiers! We all have relatives and families. The blood of the Han people flows in our veins! Everyone must die, and we are not afraid of death! But we will never allow the Northern Rong to trample on our wives, daughters, and relatives, and slaughter our families and children! We fight and kill today so that our parents and children will not become slaves who kneel on the ground and be slaughtered by others! This also includes ourselves -"
If the Northern Rong occupied the entire Central Plains, what would happen to their home country? In fact, everyone knows it. Ancient songs, oral traditions from generation to generation, and even several popular dramas, all tell the story of the time when the Hu people invaded the Middle Earth.
These cruel facts were spoken out so starkly, and for a moment, the blood that had not yet subsided suddenly rushed to their heads. Almost the entire army, from front to back, from generals to ordinary soldiers, raised their weapons and shouted with all their might: "We fight and kill today so that our parents and children will not become slaves who kneel on the ground and be slaughtered by others! This also includes ourselves--"
"Kill Beirong! Go all out—"
“Kill—”
A roar like a tsunami suddenly erupted, reaching the sky, even the billowing smoke seemed to be swept away, and the fighting spirit soared to the highest point! The entire army shouted out with an indomitable momentum.
With flags waving and drums beating, Xie Ci turned his horse's head, pointed his long sword at the front, and shouted: "All troops, listen to my order! March at full speed--"
There was a tsunami-like response, the sound of war drums shook the whole area, the rumble of horse hooves and military boots landing suddenly became louder, and in the twilight of the evening, the dark army rushed forward like a tide.
…
Gu Guan, Xie Zi and others had retreated to the top of a high hill. Their ears were buzzing as the army passed by like a tide. The earth-shaking roar made their blood boil at this moment.
When the moment of actually sending out troops comes, it would be a lie to say I wasn't worried. I was excited and worried at the same time, it was like half ice and half fire.
Xie Zi couldn't help but say, "Master Young Madam, if we find Feng Kun and he refuses, then let's go to the Fengshui battlefield!"
They were filled with excitement and couldn't wait to charge with the army.
Xie Jiawei followed their master, facing danger with open swords and guns. No matter how dangerous the situation was, there was no fear at all, only an indomitable will to move forward.
The only time they showed weakness was during the assassination attempt on the old emperor. The imperial power was like a mountain pressing down on them, and they had no power or control over it. Xie Ci was deeply involved in it, and was anxiously waiting, so they were afraid and nervous.
"good!"
Gu Wan responded, of course.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her boiling emotions, turned around and walked quickly to the other side of the high hill. Calm down, calm down. What she needed least now was excitement. She had to think about how to persuade Feng Kun as much as possible and make the 50% chance as much greater as possible.
Xie Zi and the others followed her footsteps, and they quickly descended the hill. Amidst the deafening shouts and the roar of the advancing tide, they mounted their horses. Xie Zi and Xie Feng stood on either side of Gu Wan, closely protecting her. Xie Zi asked, "Young Madam, are you truly 50% sure?"
Gu Wan nodded. She touched a pouch she had been keeping in her bosom, and inside it was a small, hard object. She felt a little relieved to have brought this thing out. She liked to plan ahead, and had asked her mother, Xu, about many past events. Later, after Uncle Xu was rescued from the palace, she was thinking about the future and asked Uncle Xu again. Uncle Xu knew even more.
It’s a pity that some of the commemorative items from the past were lost before and after Uncle Xu was exiled.
Fortunately, there was Xu who had married out, and her dowry was very complete. The thing in Gu Wan's hand was obtained from Xu.
"Master, are you and Feng Kun really related?"
Gu Wan nodded. It was true. "Feng Kun's mother's surname is Xu."
…
Without saying any more nonsense, Gu Guan took a deep breath. Damn it, I hope that the eternal saying that opportunities always come to those who are prepared will not be wrong this time!
She quickly touched the purse in her arms to confirm that it was the right one. She quickly turned her horse's head and shouted, "Gee!" The group galloped towards the Zhenwu Army.
The fighting here gradually stopped, and the commanders of each camp ordered everyone to rest on the spot. The soldiers, both big and small, who were covered in dirt, had already sat down on the muddy ground.
The soldiers near the Shuofang Army's temporary resting place could clearly hear the thunderous shouts. They looked over here with complicated expressions, feeling uneasy as if they were sitting on pins and needles. When Gu Guan and his group of people wearing Shuofang Army uniforms rode past on horseback, they subconsciously avoided their sight and dared not look at them.
Gu Guan didn't look at them on purpose. Only the top figures could decide the direction of the army. It was pointless to blame these lower-level soldiers.
But of course, she wasn't very happy either.
Gu Guan, Xie Zi and his party did not stop to look and rode past at full speed, galloping parallel to the Shuofang Army for almost an hour. Then they separated and ran along the Xianhe River, a tributary of the Fengshui River, for another half an hour, and finally arrived at the Zhenwu Army's base.
The Zhenwu Army was at the outermost edge of the garrison circle. When Gu Guan and his men arrived, the sun was almost setting, and the afterglow spread across the entire edge of the battlefield.
From a distance, they saw the water truck carrying water from upstream. The fireman had already set up a big stove, lit the fire, and smoke was rising.
When Xie Zi and others saw this, their hearts sank.
Because in the various military towns we passed before, although everyone sat down on the ground to rest and start eating, they only distributed dry food. After all, they still considered their reputation and did not do it too obviously.
The Zhenwu Army was the only one who used the stove to boil water and cook hot meals.
——Poke the stove to boil water and cook hot meals, which means the war will be temporarily suspended and we will set up camp here tonight.
"Master?" Xie Zi and others couldn't help but shout.
Gu Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This is the edge of the battlefield. I can already see some remaining green grass and lush green trees in the distance. After running for so long, the river breeze has gradually calmed my hot-blooded mind.
Fifty percent also represents ambiguity, and the chance of success is not very high.
But no matter what, she still has to go all out! With one more unit, many more people can survive from the Shuofang Army and the Tang Xianwang Army of the imperial court.
She rode her horse in quickly. This time she was not pretentious and directly said that she was Xie Ci's wife. She took the token given by Master Wen and wanted to see Fan Dongyang, the nominal master of the Zhenwu Army.
So the group of seven people were led directly to the main tent of the central army.
Over at the Zhenwu Army, the central army had already pitched dozens of tents. Upon hearing the news, Fan Dongyang hurried to the tent door. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he glanced back at the tents in front and behind him, coughed lightly, and said, "Madam Xie, you've come with Grand Tutor Wen's handwritten order. What's the matter?"
It's definitely not an order to march. It has been passed before, and it wouldn't be so roundabout as to find a woman to deliver it.
Gu Wan and her group attracted a lot of attention. Almost all the generals and guards along the way and in front of and behind the tent were looking at her.
Gu Wan didn't go directly to the main tent door. She stood five steps away and smiled at Fan Dongyang. She said, "I'm not here to see you. I'm here to see Feng Kun. I'm his cousin!"
Cousin, it’s true. According to the theory of blood relationship, Feng Kun is actually her distant cousin.
In modern times, they may be strangers who have nothing to do with each other, but now as long as they can be counted as relatives, they can be discussed openly.
She was not wrong.
As Gu Guan spoke, his eyes had been looking around rapidly since he entered the tent area.
She was looking for Yin Luo, or maybe Tian Yu, or maybe someone else who looked familiar to her and she had seen next to Feng Kun.
Feng Kun should be near the main tent.
It is impossible for such a proud person like him to hide on the edge or even have a tent, not to mention that even the emperor's thanks have been revealed openly, so Feng Kun has nothing to worry about now.
The reason why he didn't reveal it was probably because he was unwilling or perhaps negative. It didn't make much difference to him whether he revealed it or not.
This is also consistent with the Zhenwu Army's lukewarm performance.
Xie Zi and the others were angry, but when Gu Wan saw the tent, she felt relieved. She was not afraid that she would not even be able to see Feng Kun.
Whether he was willing or not, she would definitely get a positive answer.
Gu Guan deliberately raised her voice and as soon as she finished speaking, several guards in front of the door of a large tent next to the main tent couldn't help but look up at her.
The latter looked away quickly, but she had already noticed.
Gu Wan turned around and said loudly, "Prime Minister Feng, Gu Wan wants to see you!"
There was no offense, she came to ask for help. As soon as she finished speaking, the camp became quiet and no one said a word, including Fan Dongyang who opened his mouth.
She just waited quietly.
…
Inside Feng Kun's tent.
This is a connected tent, and the space inside is actually larger than the main tent. An hour ago, there was actually a topic involving the Shuofang Army, although not much.
Because the Shuofang Army's movement was so loud, the earth-shaking shouts like a tsunami, and the unstoppable clatter of their troops as they marched forward, the entire left wing battlefield could hear it even if they were not deaf.
Inside the tent, Feng Kun had just taken off his armor and put on a green robe. He sneered coldly in a hoarse voice, "A bunch of lunatics."
If you drive into a dead end knowing it's a dead end and no one else goes, what else could you be but a lunatic?
But in an instant, his expression disappeared and he returned to his indifferent expressionless face.
After Gu Guan finished speaking, what she didn't expect was that Yin Luo and Huang Xin were both speaking for her.
Of course, not for her.
Feng Kun's face has changed and he has always been dull and indifferent. They are very worried that there will be someone or something for him to meet, no matter if he is happy, angry, ashamed, disgusted or cursed, at least there will be some emotional fluctuation.
"Master, let's meet her and see what she has to say."
Huang Xin said this, and Yin Luo also said: "This Gu Wan is quite capable. He actually guessed our Zhenwu Army."
Tian Yu held it in for a long time before finally uttering three words, "Yes!"
After a while, Feng Kun glanced at them calmly and sneered, "Anyone who's not stupid can guess it. Does that mean you're capable?"
He was lying with his eyes closed beside the rolled-up window. It was a hot summer day and the setting sun was very bright, but he felt nothing falling on him. Feng Kun seemed to be in a dull winter, all alone and lonely. He moved, and a few strands of silver mixed in his black hair slid down the bamboo-colored Lu silk and hung down on his shoulders.
Feng Kun exhaled, then stood up and stared out the window for a long moment with a calm expression. "Since you all said you want to meet, then let's meet."
He said it with some sarcasm and indifferently.
Before Gu Wan walked in, he knew what she would say.
Let's see what new ideas she can come up with and how she can persuade him to send troops.
Feng Kun had no expression on his face and snorted coldly.
…
Yin Luo lifted the curtain and looked Gu Guan up and down for a long moment. He was obviously surprised by the self-proclaimed Madam Xie. "Come in, the master wants to see you."
Gu Guan breathed a sigh of relief. She then took a deep breath, stood for a moment, and walked towards the big tent on the side.
But once she entered, even though she was preoccupied with how to persuade Feng Kun to send troops, she was caught off guard and startled.
Oh my god!
Feng Kun stood quietly by the window, Tian Yu stood on one side, and Yin Luo stood on the other side after leading everyone away. A beauty was lying on a short couch in front of the window, and the person standing beside the couch with his back half to her was obviously thinner. He was wearing a thin green Lu silk robe, and his long hair was loosely tied behind his back, which was a mixture of black and white.
There are a few long, straight strands of silver hair on the temples and the back of the head, some are tied up with a headband, and some are half loose underneath.
A long-burning candle was lit in the tent, making it half dark and half bright. A ray of setting sun shone into the tent, and the person's black clothes and white hair were very eye-catching.
After the news of Concubine Mu's death, Feng Kun's hair turned white overnight.
There is an lingering loneliness and desolation in Feng Kun's back, and even the sharp feeling that made people dare not look at her directly has disappeared.
"What? Surprised?"
Feng Kun suddenly turned around and glanced at her with his long, almond-shaped eyes. His expression was indifferent, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, but his eyes were as sharp and cold as lightning. With just one glance and one word, that sense of aggression immediately came out again.
Feng Kun is lonely and alone, but that is also his personal emotion. His power and arrogance are not gained by playing the emotional card. No matter how he changes, his fierceness will not change in the slightest.
Gu Wan quickly shook her head. After a while, she said, "My condolences."
She thought about it and realized that she couldn't pretend not to see Feng Kun's appearance, and she knew the whole story.
With just these two words, Feng Kun's heart tightened, and the atmosphere in the tent almost immediately became gloomy.
Gu Guan couldn't help but clench her fists, but now that things had come to this, if she pretended to be blind, it would only make her seem less sincere.
Feng Kun suddenly turned his head to look at her, his throat rolling up and down for a moment. Grief cannot be eliminated by time, let alone only a few short months have passed.
His expression suddenly darkened. He suddenly turned around and sat on the main seat at the head of the tent. His voice was much hoarse than before. "Stop talking nonsense. Are you here to persuade me to send troops?"
Feng Kun sneered and said coldly, "Speak."
He looked down at Gu Wan and wanted to see what he could say.
In fact, when you get close to Feng Kun, who is so strong, sharp and insightful, you will find that you don’t have much nonsense or emotional talk to say, as it is all useless.
The only way is to strip away the unnecessary things and pour out what you want to say.
Feng Kun is not someone who can be moved by other people's sweet talk. Now there is no interest involved. He will only do what he truly wants to do deep in his heart.
Otherwise, it's all nonsense.
Feng Kun wouldn't listen to her nonsense.
Gu Guan took a deep breath and looked up at Feng Kun. Feng Kun's eyes were sharp and cold. He sneered. He had discovered very early that Gu Guan was not afraid of him at all and dared to look him in the eye from the beginning.
But the next moment, Gu Wan said something that made him stop smiling.
Gu Wan said, "You still care about these people who have followed you for many years, right?"
Care about their life, death, and future.
If Feng Kun was alone, without children or relatives, he might have followed Concubine Mu.
His hair turned white overnight. Gu Guan found it hard to imagine what kind of feeling this was.
But Feng Kun did not commit suicide. After leaving Zhongdu, he did not show up in public. He was neither interesting nor insignificant, but he just followed the crowd.
The people who can finally comfort him from his grief and support him through the most painful period must be those around him.
So Gu Guan guessed that Feng Kun should still care about people like Yin Luo around him.
She took a deep breath and said, "They are so kind, don't you really think more about them?"
Now I can be neither salty nor bland, but what about the future? "When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact?"
Anyone who still has soldiers these days will be killed by the Northern Rong.
The war does not involve Zhenwu now, but it is only a matter of time.
Presumably, Feng Kun is also very clear about this.
Feng Kun's sneer faded, his face expressionless, while Yin Luo, Tian Yu and the others immediately flew into a rage: "Shut up!"
Yin Luo even regretted bringing Gu Wan in. How could they allow themselves to influence Feng Kun? They wouldn't agree. Yin Luo said sternly: "We will follow our master, to heaven or hell, and we won't regret it!"
"What do you know?!"
Yin Luo said to Feng Kun anxiously, "Don't listen to her nonsense." He took a step forward and pushed Gu Wan out with a cold face. Xie Zi and others who were standing at the tent door immediately rushed up, and both sides even drew their swords.
Amidst the chaos, Feng Kun remained expressionless: "Is it over?"
"Then you can go."
He said coldly, curling his lower lip sarcastically, his smile not reaching his eyes, and leaning back on the armchair.
"No!"
Gu Wan shouted, she stretched out her hand, waved away Xie Ci and others, and also blocked Yin Luo's hand. She took a step forward and left the crowd.
She was standing in front of Feng Kun, only four or five steps away from him, and the tent finally became quiet.
Gu Wan stared at Feng Kun without blinking. She said seriously, "I know that if you send troops, you must be truly willing to do so. Otherwise, nothing I say will be of any use."
After Gu Wan finished speaking, she lowered her head and took out a purse from her inner pocket. "I'm here to give you this."
She paused, "You should, still remember it, right?"
Because this was Feng Kun's father's personal belongings. When Feng Liangyu first met Xu, who had returned home to visit her parents, he met her on short notice and had no gifts with him. He quickly took off the jade ring from his neck and gave it to Xu as a gift.
Xu said that her father hurriedly stopped her at that time, saying that it was not necessary and could be replaced another day, as it was Feng Liangyu's favorite thing.
A small jade ring depicting a galloping horse, with a horse's hoof stepping on a seal, rather than the more common horse stepping on gold coins. As a teenager, Feng Liangyu fell in love with this jade ring the moment he saw it. He said, if everyone loves money, who will actually do the real work? He wanted to wear this jade ring every day as a reminder to stay true to one's original aspirations. As long as one holds office, one must protect the official seal and never become corrupted by others.
Gu Guan carefully poured out the thing, which was a very small white jade ring. He held it in his white palm which was a little dusty, and handed it to Feng Kun.
Feng Kun's expression suddenly changed, and he stood up with a bang.
His eyes fell on Yu Jue, and he suddenly looked up, finally breaking away from his previous calm state. His cold and electric phoenix eyes suddenly surged with waves, and he stared at Gu Wan without blinking.
After a while, he said coldly: "What are you doing with this thing?"
But his hands hanging by his sides suddenly clenched into fists.
Neither of them spoke, but they both knew that their relationship was real. Even back then, Feng Liangyu and Gu Wan's maternal grandfather, Xu Xiang, the governor of Taiyuan, were quite familiar with each other. They were not only relatives, but also close friends, even though their age difference was significant.
The Xu family was a large clan. Xu Xiang married the Princess of Yongjia County and became the governor of Taiyuan Prefecture, ruling over the area. The Feng family was kind-hearted, but they were a small local family and could not help Feng Liangyu in his career.
So when Feng Liangyu first started his official career, he went to Xu Xiang.
Gu Guan took a deep breath, turned his palm slightly, and poured the jade ring into Feng Kun's palm, "It has been returned to its rightful owner."
She was silent for a moment. "I did come here to ask you to send troops. Before I came, I said I was 50% sure because I guessed you probably haven't forgotten your father yet."
Feng Liangyu hated evil and was upright and honest. He tried his best to do his job well throughout his life, digging canals to facilitate water supply and speaking up for the people. It was very difficult for him to persevere in this increasingly ill world. In years of disaster, he tried his best to mobilize relief grain, and in years of good harvest, he tried his best to prevent the upper levels from siphoning off taxes.
Xu recalled: "He was a very good person."
Uncle Xu said bluntly, "If he hadn't been so stubborn and refused to give in, the Feng family probably wouldn't have ended up in such a mess."
The Xu family was implicated in the rebellion to eliminate Li Chun, and the Feng family was one of the Xu family's followers and was implicated again.
That's why Feng Kun had initially felt a bit of a subtle connection with Gu Wan. Yes, a subtle, almost inconspicuous feeling. He scrutinized her, looked at her coldly, but never said hello, as if their past connection and that slight kinship didn't exist.
If it weren't for this time, Gu Wan wouldn't have planned to recognize any relatives. He had no connection with the original owner and didn't even know her, let alone her?
She also knew that success or failure depended on this moment. Feng Kun lowered his eyes and stared at Yu Jue with a dark expression, as if he would become violent in the next moment. This made Xie Zi and others nervous and they quickly came to Gu Wan's side.
Gu Guan waved his hand lightly and asked them to step back. After a while, Xie Zi and others slowly took a few steps back.
Gu Guan pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, he won't hurt me for no reason."
Feng Kun raised his eyelids, expressionless, and said coldly: "Humph, you are quite confident."
Gu Wan wasn't really laughing. She immediately stopped laughing and said softly, "If you wanted to do something, you would have done it long ago, wouldn't you?"
In the final analysis, the Feng family was actually implicated by the Xu family, although the key point was that Feng Liangyu would rather die than testify.
But generally speaking, this is correct.
When Feng Kun met Gu Wan for the first time, there was a subtle scrutiny of him that no one else noticed except the two of them. There was no doubt that it was because of this connection.
But he didn't attack Gu Wan in the end.
Mrs. Xu and Uncle Xu, that’s because there are new needs.
It was as if he had forgotten all these old things.
But it is precisely because of this seeming forgetfulness that Gu Guan has the basis of his 50% certainty today.
"My grandfather and Uncle Feng were both excellent people. It's a pity that I never got to meet them."
Gu Wan was also quite nervous, but she spoke word by word, trying to slow down her pace.
The clear and slow female voice lost its usual brightness and crispness, becoming somewhat heavy and regrettable.
Feng Kun couldn't help but tighten the hand that was holding the jade ring.
These days, it’s hard for good people to live long, just like Xie Xinzhong, Zhao Heng, Pang Huai, Gao Minggong, Xu Xiang, and Feng Liangyu.
Feng Liangyu was a very outstanding person. Uncle Xu said that he once braved the heavy rain to personally supervise the repair of a broken dike and was almost swept away by the flood. In order to give the people under his rule more life-saving grain, he was "customarily" required to collect more taxes as a profit because of the good harvest. He was so angry that his face turned red. He had a big quarrel with the imperial envoy for grain collection and cursed angrily. In the end, Xu Xiang came to mediate and silenced the envoy with money and silver, and the matter was finally over.
Late that night, Xu Xiang brought Feng Liangyu and his eldest son Xu Wenguang into his study and taught them, "We must preserve ourselves before we can do more."
He said earnestly to his junior fellow apprentice Feng Liangyu: "Think about it, if you were transferred and ruined, and another corrupt official came, the people under your rule would suffer."
Xu Xiang heaved a sigh of relief and said to Feng Liangyu, "In the future, if you encounter something like this, just come to my warehouse and feed these people. Then things will be easier."
Feng Liangyu was resentful and found it difficult to surrender, but for the sake of the people under his rule, he finally gritted his teeth and endured it.
As a result, the Feng family's life became simpler, and the budget for the children in the backyard was looser, but Feng Liangyu was so harsh on himself that he lived in poverty. He came to Xu Xiang because he really couldn't make up for his debts.
Xu Xiang had no choice but to give him more money during festivals to prevent Feng Liangyu's family from suffering.
Feng Liangyu gave them all to his wife and children, he didn't need them.
It was this stubborn, hot-tempered, and upright Feng Liangyu who ultimately rose to become the Governor of Taiyuan. Taiyuan also oversaw the logistics of the auxiliary military and border defenses. During those years, the Northern Army on the Taiyuan front had the best time in over a decade. Feng Liangyu scrimped and saved, both personally and with public funds. He knew that accumulating wealth was difficult, and he needed to save for the future.
But whenever the Northern Army needed it, they would give it their all.
Because he said that the Northern Army had worked hard and were all heroes who sacrificed their lives to fight against foreign invaders. They were protected in the rear, and even if they had to save money, it was not hardship at all.
Gu Wan discovered that even though both Uncle Xu and Mrs. Xu had been threatened by Feng Kun, neither of them had any resentment towards him.
After listening to it in detail, Gu Wan sighed and said, "So that's how it is."
That's true, it's really hard to feel resentment.
"My mother said that even if I really died, I would just consider it as paying the price for the Feng family. It would be good for the two families to die together."
"It's just that I can't bear to leave. I'm still young, and it has nothing to do with me."
When Gu Wan talked about this again, she felt a lot of emotions in her heart. After saying so much, she finished.
She couldn't help but feel a little relieved. If Feng Kun really didn't agree, then there was nothing she could do.
Gu Wan felt a surge of confidence. If that was the case, she would take Xie Zi and the others to the front line!
Gu Wan has always been quite taboo and didn't dare to mention Concubine Mu, but in the end she said: "If cousin Mu were still alive, she would definitely not want to see you like this."
He was dressed in blue and had white hair, feeling lonely and depressed, and his spirit and goals were suddenly lost.
Now that I have said it, I might as well say it all in one breath.
I hope Feng Kun has not forgotten his father and Concubine Mu.
Gu Wan saw a bright red wedding dress in the inner tent. It was bright red in color, with a long peacock tail, dotted with golden embroidery. The pure gold color and exquisite embroidery unfolded like a peacock flying south, in full swing, and extremely beautiful.
After Huang Xin persuaded Feng Kun, he returned to the inner tent to continue his work. Feng Kun did not carry much luggage, the most important of which were these large boxes. They had been bumped by the running around during the war. Huang Xin was worried that the wedding dress would be damaged, so he quickly opened the box and hung it up for inspection.
When Huang Xin heard Gu Wan talking about Feng Kun's father, he stopped what he was doing.
From this angle, Gu Guan could just see the wedding dress that was in full swing.
Feng Kun remained silent the entire time, he just stood there silently and stiffly, and Gu Wan couldn't see his expression clearly. She had already said everything she needed to say, and any more would be a burden. The jade button was already in Feng Kun's hand, and she only had a purse left.
She stared at Feng Kun for a moment, and finally turned around and saw the wedding dress.
The tent was silent. There were so many people there, yet not a single sound was made. The sky was finally completely dark. The last rays of sunset disappeared, and dusk enveloped the earth.
"What are you looking at?"
Feng Kun turned around and immediately noticed Gu Wan's gaze.
He had no expression and it was hard to tell whether he was touched or not.
Gu Wan was stunned for a moment, then she said honestly, "Wedding dress." She thought for a moment and added, "It's really beautiful."
The wind kept blowing up the curtains of the inner tent, and it was hard for the seven or eight people standing here to miss it unless they were blind.
When she talked about her excitement, she couldn't help but sigh that Feng Kun has been in this kind of good and bad environment all her life.
He had everything, including his own army, but unfortunately, Concubine Mu was gone; he had a very outstanding and loving father in his childhood, but his mother made things difficult for him for a long time; his mother finally got better, but it happened again after a few years.
But Feng Kun does not need pity. For a man who has weathered many thorns and made great achievements, pity would be disrespectful to him.
She thought of herself and Xie Ci again, "When he comes back, we'll get married!"
"With Heaven and Earth as witnesses, we bow to our parents from afar and become husband and wife."
Gu Guan turned his head and observed Feng Kun's expression. A few strands of black hair with silver threads fell on his temples. He had a blank expression and nothing could be seen.
Gu Guan took a deep breath and felt like he was dying. He didn't know whether to agree or not.
She finally said, "But I don't have a wedding dress yet. Do you have anything else? Can you lend me one?"
The wealthy families in Zhongdu would make such exquisite wedding dresses, and would often make at least dozens of patterns, with dozens of styles available for selection. The first pattern would not even resemble the final product.
Gu Wan was also forced to do so. Feng Kun did not interrupt her, so she had to keep talking. Her heart was pounding, and her quick thinking in the past became empty because of the nervousness. She couldn't think of what to say in a way that would not be abrupt.
In the end, she followed her heart. It would be great if Feng Kun could lend her a wedding dress pattern, the simplest one would be fine. If possible, she hoped to wear the wedding dress and marry her sweetheart.
Feng Kun couldn't help but sneer when he heard this. Does this mean that he is sure that Xie Ci will come back?
What a confident group of people.
But he suddenly turned his head, and Gu Guan's profile suddenly caught his eyes. Gu Guan was actually related to Concubine Mu by blood. The two even had somewhat similar facial shapes and eyebrows. Both had willow eyebrows, almond eyes, and oval faces. There was a hint of blood in the contours of their facial features.
Normally, Gu Wan is as cool as the wind, making people overlook the softness of her facial features. But at this moment, she is thinking of Xie Ci, and her coolness fades away. Her facial features become as gentle and soft as poetry, and in an instant, they are filled with gentle anticipation.
She was exhausted and traveled thousands of miles for her beloved, just like everyone else.
Feng Kun felt as if his heart was hit hard, and the pain was so severe that he almost bent over.
The sarcastic remark he was about to make fell silent, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Get out! Get out right now."
He choked and sobbed, his voice hoarse.
…
The big tent was soon empty, leaving only the jade ring in his hand and the bright red wedding dress.
Today, there are too many sudden emotional shocks.
Feng Kun suddenly bent down, tears welling up in his eyelashes. He couldn't control his tears, and big drops of them fell onto the brown mud ground.
There are still traces of battlefield blood on it.
All the past events flashed before his eyes. His father, his beloved, and the bright red wedding dress were still hanging there. It took him ten years to refine and adjust it, and hundreds of patterns were made. Unfortunately, that person could never wear it.
He had never even seen what this wedding dress looked like when worn.
…
Outside the tent, night has fallen.
The patrolling elite soldiers coming and going all looked at them. Yin Luo and Tian Yu had just been called in, but there was still no movement inside.
Gu Guan was extremely nervous. If possible, it would certainly be better for Feng Kun to send troops. No matter how high the morale of the Shuofang army was, and no matter how confident Xie Ci was that there was still a possibility of rescue, it would definitely be a very difficult and bloody battle.
She pondered over what she had just said, neither too much nor too little, and within the range that Feng Kun could hear. If it was less, it would not be enough, and if it was more, it would probably be too forceful and offensive.
And as for the last sentence, Feng Kun should not feel offended, right?
Gu Guan judged that Feng Kun had not done anything to her at the time, and did not even take advantage of Xie Xinzhong's misfortune. He only mocked him coldly, which showed that deep down in his heart he was unwilling to deny his father.
He was sarcastic and contemptuous, violent and cruel, and had a thorough understanding of this cruel world. He abused his power and used ruthless means. His life experiences and inner feelings were so complicated that they were difficult to describe.
But Feng Kun must have very deep feelings for his father.
This confirms the description in the original book, that before his cousin appeared, the only one who loved him was his father.
He was born at an unlucky time, which was why his mother thought the difficult birth was his fault and the fundamental reason why she hated him.
People at that time generally believed it because there were several coincidences. In the year Feng Kun was born, his grandmother and grandmother-in-law died one after another. The latter was originally very healthy, but died suddenly, so people said it was his fault.
But his father never believed it and categorically denied it. At the banquet, he scolded the relatives for protecting little Feng Kun. All the servants involved were replaced, and he scolded his mother harshly. He took him out to live in the front yard and placed all his confidants by his side to protect him.
The civil servant is outspoken, honest, and his fatherly love is as strong as a mountain and has never changed.
Gu Guan asked herself, if this was her father, he would have left a stainless steel mark on her.
Inside the tent.
Feng Kun stood there for a long time. Ever since Yin Luo and Tian Yu came in, he had been standing in the middle of the tent with an expressionless face.
Finally, Feng Kun made a move. He turned around suddenly and said coldly, "Send a message to Fan Dongyang to mobilize the troops and rush to the east of Fengshui."
…
Feng Kun has always done what she wanted to do without any reason.
The curtain was lifted, and Feng Kun, dressed in silver armor, stood behind it. He was tall, thin, and cold, with sharp and arrogant eyebrows.
And he also did something that Gu Wan didn't expect.
A super large rosewood box was brought out and Huang Xin handed it to Gu Wan. When he opened it, he found that it was the bright red wedding dress.
Feng Kun raised his eyebrows lightly: "What are you looking at? I'll lend it to you to wear once. If it's in good condition, return it to me."
He wanted to see what this wedding dress would look like when worn.
There is a shadow of Concubine Mu between Gu Guan's eyebrows.
Gu Wan was so shocked that she could hardly speak. Holding the box, she felt that she could not bear it and was flattered. "...Oh, oh oh."
She quickly and carefully closed the box, handed it to Xie Zi, and repeatedly reminded him not to go to the battlefield and to keep it carefully.
Feng Kun's eyes did not leave the box, following it from Gu Guan's hand to Xie Zi's hand, and after a while, it moved away.
He raised his eyes to glance at the sky filled with smoke. The sounds of fighting here had gradually subsided. Instead, water trucks from various units kept passing by not far in front of them, going to the upper reaches of Fengshui River to fetch water.
Feng Kun couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
They are all things that seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and I'm afraid they are still thinking of destroying their eggs by destroying the nest.
But it’s true, there are not many people like the Xie family.
As for the people from the Xie family, if you say he is smart, he is indeed smart, and if you say he is stupid, he is indeed stupid.
If you are not careful, you can easily kill yourself.
Feng Kun's smile faded, and he mounted his horse. Fan Dongyang automatically retreated to his side. Feng Kun was too lazy to give orders directly, so he said coldly, "Pass the order. Target east of Fengshui River, and advance at full speed."
Fan Dongyang immediately responded: "Yes!"
Feng Kun stared at Gu Wan and said calmly, "This won't happen again!"
Next time, not to mention his cousin, even if it's his own sister, he will let her see why the flowers are so red.
The author has something to say:
The relationship between Wan Wan and Feng Kun is a distant relative, but the intersection is Xu Xiang, and both sides have been written about separately.
Ah, this chapter is really long. I took a day off at home yesterday, but I’m not so long today since I went to work. Haha. Finally, I give you a super big kiss! See you tomorrow, babies~ (/≧▽≦)/
I also have to thank the "unknown squirrel spirit" for throwing the landmine, pen refill, pen refill!
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And to the big babies who watered Wenwen, give her a kiss~
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