Chapter 3279 Bad boy!
"My uncle is my mother's brother. He must know who my mother gave birth to and who she didn't. Moreover, when I was born, Yan State hadn't even been established yet, so there was naturally no distinction between the monarch and his subjects, and even—"
Having said that, he paused.
His expression also looked extremely solemn.
Nan Yan hurriedly asked, "Even what?"
Zhu Feng took a deep breath and said slowly, "If he knows that you and Xinping have been wronged without even asking, then he should also know where I come from."
Nan Yan nodded hurriedly and said, "That's right!"
Zhu Feng's face was solemn, his entire body tense like a bow stretched to its limit. Even his facial muscles twitched slightly, making his expression look even more ferocious. He took another deep breath, trying to relax a little, then said, "It seems that his coming this time really gave me a chance."
Nan Yan frowned and said, "But, from what I hear in his words, there are some things he doesn't seem willing to say now. He said he would tell you when the time comes."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while and said, "It's okay."
Nan Yan looked at him: "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng said, "Even if he tells me about this now, I can't listen. After all, there's still a big thing that's not yet finished."
"That's right."
Nan Yan nodded immediately.
She also did not forget that the most important thing for the old uncle to do this time was to bring a gust of east wind to Zhu Feng, and this gust of east wind was related to Baihu City and the Eastern Chahe Tribe, or more precisely, to the future situation of the entire Northwest.
The most important thing is whether Zhu Feng can win this battle.
Nan Yan said: "I forgot to ask, Your Majesty came back so late, where is it——"
Zhu Feng said, "As expected, Arslan has mobilized troops again."
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide: "How much did it adjust?"
"Another 30,000 yuan has been transferred."
"What? Only 30,000?"
Hearing her words, Zhu Feng couldn't help but sneer, "What a boast! You think 30,000 is too little? If those officials in the court heard you say this, they'd probably accuse you of harboring evil intentions!"
Nan Yan covered her mouth subconsciously.
This was indeed her fault for being too careless. She really shouldn't have said such things so easily. Although she and Zhu Feng had said all kinds of nonsense when they were alone together, if she developed a habit of speaking without restraint in front of outsiders, it would easily lead to disaster.
She hurriedly said, "I will pay attention to it."
"snort."
"emperor,"
Nan Yan tugged at Zhu Feng's sleeve with concern and said, "But Your Majesty, what's going on? Arslan has only mobilized 30,000 troops this time. If we continue to fight like this, how long will it take for him to mobilize all the troops in Baihu City? That's what we're waiting for."
She was worried, but Zhu Feng seemed relaxed.
He leaned back on the couch and reached out to pick up the cold tea on the small table beside him. He took a sip without caring whether the taste of the tea had changed or not.
Then he said, "Who doesn't know what to wait for?"
Nan Yan said, "But now, how long do we have to wait to go? Your Majesty, if we delay, something bad will happen."
Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes and glanced at her.
Then he waved his hand and said, "You can't be a general. You are too impatient."
Nan Yan couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
Although she couldn't help asking about everything around him, and she bore the title of imperial concubine and had the heart of a prime minister, she had never really thought about being a general or something like that.
So he snorted coldly: "Who wants to be a general?"
Zhu Feng laughed and said, "You are not as good as Cheng Jun."
Nan Yan couldn't help but turn around and say to him: "Your Majesty said that I am not as good as you, not as good as Chen Zixiao, not as good as Xu Shifeng. I agree with all of that, but what you said is clearly derogatory. How could I be worse than my own son?"
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, go ask Cheng Jun tomorrow and see what he says."
Nan Yan saw that he looked calm and composed, and was clearly teasing her. She also got angry with him and snorted coldly, "Ask if you want!"
The next day, Nan Yan got up early in the morning, but found that Zhu Feng was no longer around. After asking, she found out that he had gotten up before dawn and did not wake Nan Yan up. After washing up, he went to the study, obviously preparing for the next battle.
Although he seemed to be taking it easy yesterday, Nan Yan still felt a bit pressured when she heard that he got up before dawn.
No matter what, this battle is really difficult to fight.
Nan Yan ate breakfast with a heavy heart, and told her subordinates to send some cool desserts to Zhu Feng later. Then she went to find Zhu Chengjun, only to find out that he had run to the east wing early in the morning to ask the old uncle to go to the garden with him. When Nan Yan went there, the old man and the child were already running in the garden. Nan Yan did not disturb them, but just asked someone to send some cold tea to the pavilion, and she sat in the pavilion, watching the two people having fun.
After a while, the old uncle began to breathe unevenly.
After all, he was old and his physical strength could not be compared with that of the young people, not to mention that little Chengjun was famous for his energy. So Nan Yan invited them to come back and rest, and personally served tea to the old uncle, saying, "Uncle, you should rest more."
The old uncle smiled, took the tea, and slowly sat down on a stone bench on the side.
Little Chengjun also ran over with a smile and stood next to her. He took the teacup from Nan Yan's hand and drank half a bowl of tea in gulps.
He held the teacup in both hands, but listened intently for a long time. Then he turned his head to look outside the Duwei Mansion and muttered, "Why haven't the soldiers returned from training today?"
Nan Yan asked, "What did you say?"
Xiao Chengjun said, "Usually at this time, Uncle Chen would have taken his men out for training and they would have been back by then."
Nan Yan was a little confused: "How do you know?"
Little Chengjun blinked his eyes: "I heard it. They come back at this time every day when we come here."
Nan Yan was very surprised.
They had been in Handongwei for some time, but she could only find out what was going on outside by talking to Zhu Feng every day. However, she didn't expect that this child could judge the time of military training in the Duwei Mansion just by listening.
Even the old uncle beside him glanced at little Chengjun.
He said with a half-smile: "You are quite clever, kid."
Little Chengjun chuckled at him.
Looking at the child's smug look, and remembering what Zhu Feng said last night, Nan Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Cheng Jun, let me ask you, if—if, I want something from someone else, but I can't snatch it away, what should I do?"
The old uncle looked up at her.
Little Chengjun blinked his eyes and said, "Just coax him to take it out."
Nan Yan couldn't help but curse in her heart: Bad boy!
She asked again: "But, after coaxing him for a long time, he only gave me some, but I want all of it. What should I do?"
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