"I have to tell a story to the others who are listening!" Feng Yuheng murmured to Bu Cong's body that had fallen off the horse, "Although this reason is full of loopholes, it does sound reasonable. Bu Cong, if you are lucky enough to have your life over again, then come find me again. Whether we are enemies or friends will be determined by fate. But in this life, you will eventually be defeated by me. You tried to knock me down in that way, and I, Feng Yuheng, almost fell for you. This is really a lifelong shame."
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and in the woods on both sides of the road, the Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng immediately ordered his men to capture the remnants of the Zong Sui who followed Bu Cong. Among these Zong Sui people, some were loyal, some were afraid of death, and some shouted loudly: "Lord Duanmu is sure to win, and you Dashun can't win."
Some people also begged desperately: "I will tell you where Zong Sui's stronghold is in the capital, and you will spare my life."
After Bu Cong's death, his accomplices rebelled, and the Bu family's house was soon found. Unfortunately, it was deserted. Only the unfinished tea on the table silently told us that someone had indeed lived here.
Feng Yuheng was never a person who kept his word in front of the enemy. It was impossible for him to spare his life if he told them where to find his base. All the people from Zong Sui were killed, and before killing them, he was tortured to find out that the third prince of Zong Sui had also arrived in Kyoto.
But no matter how much more, these soldiers had no way of knowing, including where the Third Prince had gone and what he looked like. They all shook their heads. Because the Third Prince, like Yu Qianyin, was good at using the art of disguise. In order to hide his identity and ensure his own safety, he changed his face almost every day, so that even he himself could not figure out which one was his real face.
Xuan Tianfeng said helplessly: "It seems that everything is over, but everything has just begun. Will the missing third prince flee the capital or continue to stay and make trouble in secret?" He looked at Feng Yuheng, "No matter which point, you should not get involved anymore. Just stay in the mansion and wait for Ming'er to come back. When everything is resolved, you and Ming'er can live a good life. Ming'er once said that if he succeeds to the throne, there will be no concubines in the six palaces."
Feng Yuheng laughed, "But he doesn't want to be the emperor, and I don't want to be the queen. Sixth brother, please bear with me. Dashun will be left to you!"
Xuan Tianfeng shook his head and wanted to say something about the throne, but in the end he just sighed and asked Feng Yuheng: "What do you think? What are your plans?"
She said, "I want to go to the East Territory. It's too much for me to stay in the mansion and wait for him to come back. He always tells me not to go, but Sixth Brother, do you know? This expedition is different from the previous ones. I always feel that something will go wrong."
"Will something happen?" Xuan Tianfeng's worries that had been suppressed in his heart also rose up in a hurry. He thought of Lao Qi again. He forcibly replaced the head coach's responsibility with himself in that way. Why did he always feel that Lao Qi was going to die? He looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "If something really happens, I can't let you go."
"But you can't stop me." Feng Yuheng laughed, "Sixth brother, don't worry! If I don't go, something bad will happen. If I go, nothing will happen. Believe me."
A few days ago, he asked her to believe him, but today, it was Feng Yuheng who made him believe. Xuan Tianfeng smiled bitterly, "Yeah, I can't stop you. Forget it, go if you want to! After all, I can't stop any of you."
He couldn't stop them. The next morning, Feng Yuheng took Wang Chuan and Huang Quan from Prince Yu's Mansion and headed east.
They didn't take the imperial carriage, but only an ordinary carriage, but they used two of the best horses to pull the carriage. Wang Chuan said with some concern: "It would be better if Ban was walking."
Huang Quan, who was driving the car outside, heard this and immediately said, "Are you feeling uneasy without Ban Zou? I said that Ban Zou should not be allowed to stay in Ji'an County."
Feng Yuheng rolled his eyes, "Huang Quan, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Don't worry, without Ban, I, your young lady, will protect you."
"Miss!" Huang Quan turned around, lifted the carriage curtain and said loudly: "That's not what I meant. It's too far for us to go east, not to mention that we are going to war with Zong Sui. If we encounter an ambush from Zong Sui on the way, we..."
"We can still obey, believe me." Feng Yuheng leaned against the carriage, eyes half open and half closed, "At worst, I can give each of you a gun. Anyway, don't think about things that haven't happened yet, hurry up and get to Fuzhou as early as possible. But we can't go too fast, we have to follow Xuan Tianming, follow behind him all the time, and never let him know that we are coming too."
"Miss." Wang Chuan said something fair, "Do you think you can keep it a secret? I'm afraid that as soon as we leave Prince Yu's Mansion, someone will spread the news of our disappearance to His Highness."
"Yes!" Feng Yuheng shook his head. "After all, it's his Prince Yu's Palace, not mine, so even if I told them not to spread the news, they would still spread it. It doesn't matter, if they know, they know. We just don't let him see it. Even if he goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy, we will quietly assist him. In short, don't show up in front of the soldiers this time. I can't let people say behind my back that the Ninth Prince takes his wife with him wherever he goes. I'm a little girl, and I don't have the mind to steal military merits."
Here, Feng Yuheng and the other two had just left the capital and were heading east. On the other side, Feng Zhaolian had already walked most of the way and was about to reach the third provincial capital eastward from the capital. It would take another half a month to reach Fuzhou. Yun Xiao said, "Master, let's rest in Anzhou ahead! I need to change two horses and make some food supplies."
Feng Zhaolian had no objection. He straightened his robe and waved his folding fan. Although he still looked feminine in men's clothing, it was much easier for him to move around and he would not be too conspicuous. "It's warmer in the east than in the capital, but why is it snowing?" He said as he lifted the car window curtain and looked out. "Yun Xiao, how heavy will the snow be before we reach Anzhou?"
"It's not snowing heavily." Yun Xiao said, "There's no heavy snow in the east, just a thin layer at most. When it's snowing, the snowflakes are flying everywhere, but unfortunately they can't stand on the ground and melt quickly."
"Yeah! It melted very quickly. It didn't look like snow at all." Feng Zhaolian leaned back in the car, too lazy to look outside. "Nowhere else's snow is as good as Qianzhou's. Qianzhou's snow is real snow. It's so satisfying to see it fall. It's so cold that it's completely cold. Yun Xiao, what do you think would happen if Qianzhou hadn't fallen?"
The man outside did not answer. He only heard the whip being whipped and hitting the horse's back with a "snap" sound, and the carriage went faster.
"I'm asking you! Speak up!"
"There's nothing to say." Yun Xiao said coldly, "There are no ifs. Qianzhou has fallen, and that's it. Can Dashun return that piece of land?"
"Yeah! It's impossible to go back." Feng Zhaolian laughed at himself. "Don't you think I'm a coward? My country was destroyed, but I mingled with the enemy, made friends with the enemy, and even gave the enemy so many soldiers and horses, helping the enemy to expand the territory... If my ancestors knew about this, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would climb out of their graves and strangle me to death."
The person outside still didn't answer, so Feng Zhaolian muttered to himself in the carriage: "Yun Xiao, this is the bad thing about you, you are too dull, even a needle can't make you bleed." Sometimes he really wants a chatterbox! Feng Zhaolian thought, on this long journey, there should be someone who loves to talk and laugh to accompany him, so that he won't be lonely. He stretched out his hand and looked at his slender fingers. Although the shape was beautiful, there were several places that were deformed and difficult to recover, and they reminded him again and again of everything he had suffered.
Lonely? He should be most used to loneliness. In those dark years, he was immersed in various medicine jars. Sometimes he didn't see anyone for a whole year. The only sound in his ears was the gurgling sound of the medicine soaking his body. He relied on counting those gurgling sounds to get through it and not get lost or crazy. That was loneliness. What is this now?
Feng Zhaolian smiled. He finally made it through! He said to Yun Xiao, "Even if Qian Zhou came back to life, I still hate that place. Do you think that the cold has frozen people's hearts? Frozen to abnormality? So that they can do anything? It is said that Ah Heng has a thing called a thunderbolt. If you throw a round one, it will explode in an instant, causing countless casualties and destroying houses. If Qian Zhou and his gang are still alive, I will ask Ah Heng for a few thunderbolts and blow them all to death!"
When Feng Zhaolian said this, he was smiling, and he looked so nonchalant, as if he was telling a joke, not serious at all. But Yun Xiao knew that what Feng Zhaolian said was true. If Qian Zhou was resurrected one day, he would definitely bring thunder to blow up that place. Because for Feng Zhaolian, that place was not his hometown, but hell.
At dusk that day, Feng Zhaolian's carriage finally entered Anzhou City. The snow was just as Yun Xiao said. Although it had been falling, there was only a thin layer on the ground, which was far less than the snow in the capital, let alone the heavy snow in the north. But the thinner the snow, the more slippery the road. This level of snow was the most difficult to drive on. It was better to let it be thicker so that the horses could step on it more comfortably.
"Master, let's go further into the city. Don't stay at the inn near the city gate." Yun Xiao was very cautious. The carriage was difficult to drive. He had to be careful of the horse's hooves slipping and the pedestrians on the road. Finally, they arrived at the prosperous streets of Anzhou. The two found an inn that looked quite impressive and stayed there. The horses were also given to the waiter to take to the backyard to feed. Yun Xiao arranged for Feng Zhaolian: "Master, go upstairs and rest first. I will take a walk around the area."
"What's there to go around?" Feng Zhaolian didn't listen to him. She walked out of the inn, turned around, and pointed to the west where a group of people were gathered. "Look, there's a lot of excitement over there. Let's go and see it together."
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