As Feng Yuheng wished, Xuan Tianming cremated Feng Jinyuan. (Please visit ~mop~, where you can find all the books you want to read). As a daughter, Feng Yuheng knelt down and kowtowed three times when the fire started, and the relationship between father and daughter ended.
Feng Yuheng was in a bad mood, but it was not because of the sadness caused by Feng Jinyuan's death. To be honest, a person's repentance before death cannot offset the harm and hatred he caused to his relatives and friends when he was alive, and it is impossible to expect to turn hostility into friendship with his last breath. Not only Feng Jinyuan, but also Yao Shi was the same. The reason why she was in a bad mood was the sadness caused by the death of these two people, as if life had reached a watershed, the head of the family passed away, and there was no Feng family in this world anymore.
Xuan Tianming stayed by her side for two days and two nights. Finally, on the third day, the girl recovered as before and showed a familiar smile on her face. Xuan Tianming breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death."
Feng Yuheng shook his freshly washed hair and asked him to help dry it with a towel. Xuan Tianming protested: "Why don't you go to the space? Your thing called a hair dryer is very useful." He used it several times and didn't expect that such a small thing could blow out such a strong wind. His hair was dried in a short time, which was very magical.
Feng Yuheng said, "Then I won't have the feeling of you wiping my hair."
He was puzzled: "How does it feel when I wipe your hair?"
She thought about it and said, "It's very intimate and close, like a family, with no barriers."
Just wiping her hair, but she could put so much thought into it. Xuantian thought, a woman's heart is really hard to estimate. However, his hands did not stop, holding the towel she had brought out from the space and wiping it again and again, twisting it from time to time, although it was not very professional, it looked quite like it.
Feng Yuheng was not good at playing with her hair. In her previous life, even girls would comb their hair very simply when not attending banquets or other occasions. It was not like in ancient times, when girls could comb their hair in various styles even at home. If they were too casual, they would be accused of not following the rules.
"I used to feel that there were too many rules in the Feng Mansion. I had to walk such a long way in the morning to wake up the old lady in the morning and evening. But it is normal for a granddaughter to visit her grandmother. The only strange thing is that the mansion is too big. I have to walk such a long way from one courtyard to another." She talked about the Feng family again unconsciously, then shook her head subconsciously and stopped talking about this topic.
Xuan Tianming took the initiative to take on the task of combing her hair. He couldn't do it in any fancy style, but it was much better than Feng Yuheng doing it himself. Basically, when the two of them were together, they rarely asked servants to do these things. Xuan Tianming was used to it. After combing her hair, he took the initiative to go to the door to receive the breakfast sent by Huang Quan. The two sat opposite each other to eat. Feng Yuheng was eating when he suddenly said: "Let's go to the camp later..."
"Okay." Xuan Tianming didn't ask her what she was going to do in the camp. In fact, there was nothing to ask. Feng Yuheng came and went in his camp at will. She even established her own Shenji Camp. Xi Fang and He Gan called her master directly. However, when Feng Yuheng proposed to go to the camp today, Xuan Tianming always felt that her mood was not right. It was as if this girl had something on her mind and had nowhere to vent. I don't know how big a commotion she would make once she found a breakthrough.
After the meal, the two returned to the camp in the southern suburbs of Shaping City. The soldiers were very happy about Feng Yuheng's arrival, but they also knew that her father and mother had just died, so people didn't want to cheer too much. Some even advised her to mourn. She didn't explain or say much, and pulled Xuan Tianming into an empty tent. Then she was seen moving weapons and ammunition out of the space one by one. After filling up one tent, she went to load another tent, until both tents were full, and then she called Xifang and He Gan over here, and asked them to organize the soldiers of the Shenji Camp to come and collect them.
Xifang was originally at the Biannan camp. When he heard that Feng Yuheng had come to the camp today, he rode his camel all the way back. He said to He Gan, "I have a feeling that our master is going to show off his power!"
Xifang's feeling was correct, and Xuan Tianming's previous feeling was even more correct. Feng Yuheng was indeed holding back her anger, but she couldn't hold it to death, so she figured out a way to vent her anger. She told Xuan Tianming, "Let's go attack Jueping City tonight! I'm upset, so I can use Jueping City to relieve my anger."
Xuan Tianming spoiled his wife the most. Whatever his wife said was the truth and she did whatever she wanted to do. Even if she wanted to attack Jueping City, let alone break into the ancient Shu capital, he would not object.
Of course, Feng Yuheng was not that aggressive. It was too hot in the desert, and every step forward was difficult. Although fighting at night could avoid some of the scorching heat, it was impossible to carry out a protracted war. The war had to be ended before the sun rose the next morning, and this was the biggest problem facing the Xuantianming army.
However, it would be no problem to capture another Jueping City. Xuan Tianming had not made any move yet because once Jueping City was captured, the Shenjiying's ammunition reserves would run out. If they encountered a counterattack from Gushu, especially during the day, they would become very passive. In addition, Jueping City was located further away from Shaping City, and the climate was hotter, so the soldiers needed a long period of rest and adaptation.
But now he doesn't have such troubles. His wife is here, and they have an inexhaustible supply of weapons and ammunition. Coupled with her superb medical skills, even if the ancient Shu army breaks into Jueping City and counterattacks, the other side will not have any chance of winning.
He caressed Feng Yuheng's head lovingly and said lovingly, "Okay, let's beat Jue Ping."
Such an important battle was decided between the two of them talking and laughing. However, no one in Xuan Tianming's army raised any doubts about this, even though Xuan Tianming clearly told them, "Princess Ji'an is upset, let's take Jueping City tonight to get rid of the bad luck we've had recently."
Two funerals in a row, isn't that bad luck? When the soldiers heard that they were going to fight Jueping, they cheered one by one, causing Xifang to laugh and scold: "You little bastards! Forget that when you first entered Shaping, you all had diarrhea and vomited? What, have you forgotten the pain after the wound healed? Don't blame me for not reminding you, Jueping City is hotter than Shaping City!"
The soldiers said nonchalantly, "Don't worry! The princess is here, why should we be afraid of getting sick?"
Xi Fang laughed. It turned out that these little guys had come up with this idea. But that was right. Now that Feng Yuheng was here, did they still need to consider the problem of illness? He grinned and looked at He Gan and the others. They were all looking forward to the raid tonight.
They were looking forward to it, but in Jueping City, General Bi Xiu led the Gu Shu and the alliance army to defend the city in fear all day long. The soldiers did not dare to go up to the city wall, and everyone stayed inside the wall. Some people even put their ears against the wall at night to listen to the noise outside.
Unfortunately, there was nothing outside except rumors. The Dashun people had not been here for a long time. They heard that there was a funeral over there, but they didn't know whose funeral it was. The few people in the Biannan army who had contacted this side never sent back any news, and the thunder was not stolen. For the Gushu side, although it was fighting at home, it was still extremely passive.
Bi Xiu drank a little tonight. Although he was not drunk, he was a little dizzy. He felt depressed and felt like a tiger trapped in a cage. He curled up in this Jueping City, unable to advance or retreat. After such a long stalemate, there was no movement from Dashun. His heart was hanging in the air, extremely tormented. In addition, the morale of the Ten-Nation Alliance Army in the Great Desert was unstable. They were very afraid of the thunderbolt from Dashun. The commander had expressed his intention to retreat to him many times. It was not just one country that wanted to retreat. If you count them, there were six or seven countries that did the same, which made him very embarrassed.
Bi Xiu walked out of the general's tent, only to find that the moonlight was bright tonight, and the wind and sand were much less, which was a sunny sky for the desert. But he also understood that such weather was not an advantage for his side. If the Dashun people chose to fight tonight, and used that kind of thunder, it would be easy to win Jueping. He hoped that the yellow sand would be long all day long, and it would always be like that. After all, the ancient Shu people were used to it, and it would not have much impact on their side, but the Dashun people were not used to it! The strong wind and sand were the umbrella of the ancient Shu people and the lifeblood of Jueping City.
Bi Xiu's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and he suddenly felt anxious, as if something was going to happen tonight. When the deputy general in the camp saw him coming out of the tent, he hurried forward to help him up and comforted him, "General, don't think too much. The Dashun people have not made any moves for so long, I think they are also worried. I heard that after they entered Shaping City, most of the soldiers fell ill due to the heat. If they enter Jueping City again, I'm afraid that more people will fall ill and their illnesses will be more serious. They dare not do that."
"Don't you dare?" Bi Xiu was not so optimistic. "I don't think there is anything they dare not do." He took two steps forward, a little shaky, but still insisted on not letting the deputy general help him. He walked and said, "Find a way to mobilize the spies in Dashun Kyoto. I must let Xuan Tianmo give me an explanation for this matter! Dashun has such a powerful thunder, but he kept it to himself and even talked to us about cooperation in a serious manner. Now we have done what we should do, but we have suffered such a heavy blow from the Ninth Prince. Someone has to settle this account!"
When talking about this, the deputy general was also very angry, and immediately analyzed: "I also think that we have been deceived by the Dashun people! The eighth prince and the ninth prince are actually in the same group. They have been pretending to be in opposition for so many years and deceived everyone's eyes, but in fact, they just want to use this to attack our ancient Shu! Dashun is no longer satisfied with just having ancient Shu as a foreign country. They want to occupy our place and want to take ancient Shu into their pockets. But..." When he said this, his tone became sad, "But even so, what can we do? They have thunder in their hands. Once that thing explodes, no matter how many people we have, they will not be enough to stop it."
"Could it be that their thunderbolts are endless?" Bi Xiu was so angry that he jumped up and down. "I don't believe they really can't use them all! As long as the thunderbolts are gone, ancient Shu will be the only emperor in this desert!" As he spoke, he pushed aside the deputy general beside him and walked towards the red tent. As he walked, he said, "Didn't they say that a new woman was captured outside the city? I'll go take a look."
Just as he said this, he heard a "bang" from the direction of the north city gate! Bi Xiu was shocked. He could tell that the sound came from the kind of thunder that frightened the ancient Shu people!
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