Feng Yuheng stood in the hall, accepting the worship of all the generals. To chase the Wilderness Chronicle, you have to be quick. She raised her chin and looked at Xuan Tianming with a smile, as if she was showing off. And Xuan Tianming was also cooperative enough, giving her a thumbs up, moving his lips silently, and said: "Wife, awesome!"
This competition not only saved the Seventh Prince from a marriage alliance, but also enhanced the prestige of the Great Shun. After the last three arrows, Feng Yuheng's image once again became taller in people's hearts.
As everyone returned to their seats, the New Year Palace Banquet officially began.
For a moment, there were clinking glasses, drums and music playing, and dancers in colorful clothes dancing gracefully. Their long sleeves occasionally brushed in front of people, bringing with them a unique fragrance.
Feng Yuheng walked back to her seat, thinking that Rong Zheng was looking at her with her red face. This second sister was simply a god in her eyes. She was so excited that she jumped up just now. How great it would be if she could be like the second sister one day.
She pinched Xiangrong's little face and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you recognize me?"
Xiangrong really nodded and said, "I don't know her very well. Second sister, it's only been three years and you have achieved so much. Xiangrong...Xiangrong..."
She thought for a long time but couldn't come up with anything to say. Feng Yuheng said helplessly: "You don't have to envy others, because there are many people who envy you. If possible, I hope to live peacefully and happily in the inner courtyard of the mansion like you."
Xiangrong smiled bitterly, "If I could really be safe and happy, I wouldn't have to be envious."
She was speechless. Yes, if she could really live in peace and happiness, she didn't want to live in the wind and rain in this life.
As soon as Feng Yuheng came back, a group of ladies and young ladies quickly gathered around her, constantly praising her divine power. Some young ladies even squeezed in front of her desperately and began to introduce themselves. Everyone wanted to get close to Feng Yuheng, not to mention that when the queen was speaking, the emperor had already clearly started to protect the ninth prince again. The fact that Feng Yuheng could cut off the iron essence and win face for Dashun, and promised to make steel weapons for Dashun, was already a great asset for her. Not to mention that she still had the ninth prince and the left prime minister as her backers, even if she didn't, looking at Dashun, who would dare to touch her now?
Feng Yuheng knew that being watched by everyone was an inevitable result, but she didn't reject it. She smiled and talked to people, without any airs of a county lady. Those ladies who had more or less complained about her in the past gradually changed their views on her, and each of them raised Feng Yuheng's reputation to a new height in their hearts.
At this time, three dances had already been performed on the field. Finally, the appearance of Xuan Tiange and the others caused the ladies who had been surrounding her to temporarily disperse. As they dispersed, Feng Yuheng finally felt that the air was a little fresher. She couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and then glared at a few people in a complaining tone: "Why did you come just now?"
Xuan Tiange sat down beside her and said, "We should give others some opportunities! Our Ah Heng is a celebrity, at least let them get some glory."
Bai Furong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes." As she spoke, she stretched out her claws to Feng Yuheng's arm and touched it, "Let me touch it too."
She laughed helplessly, "Don't join in the fun. It's nothing magical. It just happened that I recognized the Iron Spirit, and the skills I learned from my master happened to be useful."
Ren Xifeng also pulled a chair and sat down, then said to Feng Yuheng seriously: "If you were born earlier and had made better weapons for Dashun, my father would not have suffered so many injuries on the battlefield. Ah Heng, His Royal Highness Prince Yu is also a military commander. I am really happy that you have this ability. This will not only benefit thousands of soldiers, but also be a permanent support for you."
"Yes!" Feng Tianyu also said: "I just noticed the emperor's expression. Now the emperor cares more about you than before. If you do this well, you will be the benefactor of the entire Dashun. But..." She leaned forward and lowered her voice and said: "My father asked me to tell you that from now on, there will be more dangers around you. The reason why Zong Sui wanted to use the Iron Essence Technique to marry my Dashun was to divert the trouble to the east, and to divert the thieves who had been concentrated in Zong Sui for a hundred years to steal the Iron Essence Technique to Dashun. Now it's good that the Iron Essence is useless, but these thieves are planning to hit you, you must be very careful."
Feng Yuheng naturally understood this truth, but it happened so suddenly that she had no other choice but to do this. She couldn't just watch Xuan Tianhua go to marry? She couldn't do it.
"I will be extremely careful." Feng Yuheng solemnly promised the others, "Nothing is more important than life."
Several people nodded, and then they started talking about girls again. But they didn't talk for long before Xiangrong pulled Feng Yuheng's sleeve and asked her worriedly, "Big sister and fourth sister haven't come back for so long, could something have happened to them?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "I don't know. Besides, even if something happens, it's all your own fault. I want you to watch more singing and dancing and think less about them."
Xiangrong said "Oh" and turned around to watch the singing and dancing. As she turned around, she saw a man walking towards them with a wine cup in hand. It was Li Kun, the fourth prince of the Sui Dynasty.
Xuan Tiange rolled his eyes and asked, "What is he doing here?"
Ren Xifeng curled her lips and said, "The thing that I have treasured for a hundred years has suddenly become scrap metal. I am afraid that the Fourth Prince will have a hard time explaining to the King when he returns to Zong Sui!"
She was right. At this moment, Li Kun was almost devastated.
The art of iron essence has long been a secret art passed down from generation to generation in the Sui Dynasty, and only the king can master it. He originally wanted to use this thing to establish a relationship with the Dashun, but who would have thought that not only did he fail to establish a relationship, but his national treasure was also cut off. The most depressing thing is that the person who cut off the national treasure is a little girl who looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old. He was afraid that no one would believe him when he told the story back to the Sui Dynasty.
Li Kun walked up to Feng Yuheng with a helpless expression on his face, clasped his hands around the wine cup and saluted her: "Princess Ji'an."
Feng Yuheng also stood up and returned the greeting: "Fourth Prince."
"I dare not." Li Kun waved his hands repeatedly, "Little Wang dare not accept the county lady's gift."
Feng Yuheng looked at him with a smile, "Alright, let's put things one by one. The previous test was for the country, and now Your Highness can talk with Ah Heng for personal reasons. Since it is a private relationship, there is no need to be too polite. Please take a seat, Your Highness."
Li Kun didn't expect that the girl who was so dashing when testing the weapon in the palace just now would turn into a charming, beautiful and generous little girl. He thought he would be disliked and was even prepared to be ridiculed by the other party, but Feng Yuheng said that things should be dealt with separately and started to talk about their personal relationship.
For a moment, Li Kun was inexplicably moved and at a loss, and he tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass.
Feng Yuheng saw his expression and knew that this prince of Zong Sui was also a man of temperament. Although he was a bit arrogant at first because of his mastery of the iron essence technology, after the iron essence was broken by her, he did not show too much emotion except for the initial shock and the subsequent loss. He did not even feel the hatred that others would have. This made Feng Yuheng look up to him and was also the reason why she was happy to invite Li Kun to take a seat.
After drinking a glass of wine, Li Kun felt that if a little girl could interact with him so freely and openly, there was nothing he could not do. So he smiled heartily, lifted his robe and sat in the seat that Xiang Rong had given up.
"Thank you, County Lord."
"Your Highness, you don't have to be polite." A palace servant beside him filled Li Kun's glass with wine, and then he heard Feng Yuheng say, "Ah Heng is young, so it's inevitable that he is a little reckless in doing things. I just offended Your Highness, I hope Your Highness can forgive me."
"Hey!" Li Kun waved his hand, "If I lose, I lose. I, Li Kun, am not the kind of person who cares about gains and losses. What's more, the emergence of a melting material in the world that is more powerful than the iron essence of our Zong Sui can be regarded as an indirect solution to the difficulties of our Zong Sui. To be honest with you, over the past hundred years, in order to obtain the method of refining iron essence, various countries have sent various spies and masters to sneak into the borders of Zong Sui almost every year. The frequent changes of monarchs in our Zong Sui are precisely because three generations of monarchs were kidnapped and assassinated within forty years. Now that the county lady has the steelmaking technique, I have to remind her to be extremely careful in everything she does."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." Feng Yuheng nodded and smiled. She saw that Li Kun still had something to say and was a little hesitant, so she took the initiative to ask him: "Your Highness, are you worried that my steelmaking technique will be leaked?"
Li Kun nodded a little embarrassedly, "The county lady is smart, what she said is very true. Because of the iron essence technique, many small countries have stolen it many times but got nothing, and since then they have held a grudge against the Sui Dynasty. Now that iron essence is no longer the best equipment, I am really afraid that the steelmaking technique will be mastered by other countries, and then they will retaliate against my Sui Dynasty."
"Don't worry, Your Highness." Feng Yuheng put away his smile and said seriously: "Zong Sui was able to keep the secret of iron essence for a hundred years, so why would Da Shun pass on the steelmaking technique to other countries? And Zong Sui is a vassal of Da Shun. As long as you don't have the intention of betraying us, Da Shun will naturally not reach out to Zong Sui to seize it. This is exactly what my father promised Your Highness just now."
Li Kun couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was really afraid that the steelmaking technique would be spread, and he was also really afraid that Dashun would turn against him! He didn't dare to ask Emperor Tianwu about this, so he had to ask the owner of the steelmaking technique, Feng Yuheng.
However, he caught a detail from the moment Feng Yuheng opened her mouth to speak. When he heard her mention Emperor Tianwu again, he couldn't help but ask, "I heard the county lady call His Majesty the Emperor father? But shouldn't the Emperor's daughter be a princess?"
Feng Yuheng was speechless. Prince, didn't you do your homework before coming to Dashun?
However, this also shows that Zong Sui was extremely loyal to Dashun. At least he did not plant spies in Dashun. The information they received was up to the Chinese New Year last year.
She began to explain, "I am not of royal blood, but the legitimate daughter of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion of the Dashun Dynasty. However, I have been engaged to the Ninth Prince since I was young. Thanks to my father's love, I am able to call him old man like this."
"Ah..." Li Kun was stunned for a moment, his face showing hard-to-hide disappointment.
Xuan Tiange burst out laughing at the side, "Hey! I'm telling you, are you attracted to our Ah Heng? You can't do that. She's my ninth brother's future wife. If you dare to have any bad thoughts, be careful that my ninth brother will whip you."
While Xuan Tiange was talking and laughing, Feng Yuheng had already cast his gaze towards the high platform, and saw Zhang Yuan who had just walked back from outside the palace, whispering something in Emperor Tianwu's ear...
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