068 Conspiracy
Of course Yuwen Yuan refused. Unless he was stupid, he would not agree to Feng Qingchen's request.
He had already given the Wang family a huge face by sending troops to the suburbs, and then escorting Feng Qingchen to the royal villa, wasn't it obvious that he wanted to support Feng Qingchen?
In this imperial city, everyone with a bit of common sense knew that Princess Anping’s Peach Blossom Banquet was aimed at Feng Qingchen, so he didn’t want to go and cause trouble.
He was a military commander and had no interest in participating in these struggles.
Yuwen Yuanhua opened his mouth to refuse, but Feng Qingchen was prepared. Before Yuwen Yuanhua opened his mouth, he said, "Originally, I wanted to discuss the origins of the thief with General Yuwen on the way. It seems that General Yuwen is not free. What a pity..."
The last three words had a very long tail.
It was obviously a trap, but he wanted to jump into it.
Yuwen Yuanhua looked at Feng Qingchen angrily. This woman didn't look like a woman at all. She didn't have the gentleness and consideration that a woman should have.
Yuwen Yuanhua pretended not to hear and did not respond to Feng Qingchen's words.
Feng Qingchen was neither anxious nor angry. She knew very well that this bargaining chip was not enough. If she wanted Yuwen Yuanhua to support her, she had to increase the bargaining chip.
Feng Qingchen disdains to use conspiracies because she usually only uses open conspiracies. She wants Yuwen Yuanhua to know that there is a trick involved, but he cannot refuse her.
Ah… Feng Qingchen screamed, drawing everyone’s attention to the back of her, and said loudly: “Seventh Young Master, I remember what you said last time: ‘The method of using troops is to surround them when they are ten in number, attack them when they are five in number, divide them when they are twice as many, fight them when they are the enemy, and flee when they are fewer in number…’”
"Ah, what?" Wang Qi looked confused. When did Feng Qingchen say this? This seemed to be a military strategy?
Feng Qingchen acted as if he hadn't seen it and smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Seventh Master. Qingchen will not forget this time. I will tell you the rest after I return to Feng Mansion."
It was true that he called Wang Qi's name, but Feng Qingchen's eyes were only on Yuwen Yuanhua from beginning to end. It didn't matter if Wang Qi didn't understand, as long as Yuwen Yuanhua understood.
She just didn't believe that Sun Tzu's Art of War could not attract a military general like Yuwen Yuanhua.
"If there are ten of them, surround them; if there are five of them, attack them; if there are twice as many of them, divide them; if they are the enemy, fight them; if they are fewer, escape... What's next? What's next? Feng Qingchen, tell me quickly."
Yuwen Yuanhua was indeed not calm anymore, and he looked at Feng Qingchen eagerly. If it weren't for the difference between men and women, he would probably have grabbed Feng Qingchen's arm.
Feng Qingchen smiled secretly in her heart, but on the surface she looked embarrassed: "Don't worry, General Yuwen, I want to say something too, but unfortunately I don't have time today. I'm in a hurry to attend the Peach Blossom Banquet. If I'm late, Princess Anping will blame me, and I can't afford it."
"Feng Qingchen, don't push your luck." Yuwen Yuanhua finally understood why Dongling Ziluo hated this woman so much. When this woman goes against you, you will be mad at her.
"General Yuwen's condition is serious. If there is nothing else, Qingchen will leave first. The road to the royal villa is not easy to travel." Feng Qingchen did not give Yuwen Yuanhua any face at all.
Now, it is not her, Feng Qingchen, who is begging others, but him, Yuwen Yuanhua, who is begging her, Feng Qingchen, and giving her a cold look, as if he is her young wife.
In order to put on a good show, Feng Qingchen turned around and asked Wang Qi to borrow his handsome horse.
"You can ride a horse?" Wang Qi was very surprised. If Feng Qingchen could ride a horse, then the Peach Blossom Festival might not be so miserable.
"What's so difficult about riding a horse? After all, I am the daughter of a military general." Feng Qingchen did not give a direct answer. The owner of this body could not ride a horse, but she could, and her riding skills were quite good.
In her previous life, horse riding was a popular sport, and of course it was also expensive, so her income was enough to support this entertainment.
"But, Feng Mansion..." Wang Qi was a little skeptical.
He knew the situation of the Feng Mansion. They had no spare money to raise horses, and there was no place suitable for horse racing.
Yuwen Yuanhua also didn't believe it. He thought Feng Qingchen was trying to retreat. Although he was anxious about the military strategy that Feng Qingchen hadn't finished talking about, he was not a reckless person.
Feng Qingchen, if you want to ask for help, I don't believe that you can keep silent.
Yuwen Yuanhua was waiting, waiting for Feng Qingchen to beg him, so that he could ask for a sky-high price.
Feng Qingchen knew what Yuwen Yuanhua was thinking, but unfortunately Yuwen Yuanhua was destined to be disappointed. She knew very well that if you want others to believe in you, you have to show your ability to make them submit to you.
"If you don't believe me, I'll ride it for you to see."
Feng Qingchen grabbed the reins with his hands and stepped on the stirrups. As Wang Qi stared in amazement, he used the force to jump onto the horse and sat on its back, looking quite heroic.
"You really know how to ride a horse." Wang Qi believed it now.
The people of Dongling are good at riding and shooting, and the women are not weak in this aspect either. However, they need help to mount the horses. After all, the horses are too tall, and ordinary women simply do not have the strength to do so. They can only mount the horses with the help of stirrups and reins.
Feng Qingchen is not only capable of it, but also does it quite well.
"I'm leaving. Don't worry about me. It's not that easy for those women to kill me." Feng Qingchen pulled the reins, spread his legs slightly, and prepared to kick the horse's belly and gallop away.
Well, Yuwen Yuanhua sighed, and when Feng Qingchen pulled the reins, he stepped out, blocked Feng Qingchen's horse, and said in a way that would not allow him to be refused:
"The dust is flying all the way on horseback, Miss Feng, I will take you to the Royal Courtyard. Someone, come and fix the carriage."
This was said for everyone to hear, but what Yuwen Yuanhua really wanted to say to Feng Qingchen was: Feng Qingchen, you win.
"Thank you, General Yuwen. General Yuwen is dedicated to the country and the people. Qingchen admires him very much. With General Yuwen here, the people of Dongling have nothing to worry about."
Of course, this was also what he said on the surface. Feng Qingchen's bright eyes actually said, "Okay, okay, General Yuwen didn't lose either. You won more."
Even in the era when she lived in it, "The Art of War" was a magical book. No matter whether they were officials in the political arena or wealthy people making millions of dollars in the business world, they all marveled at the magic of "The Art of War".
Today, Yuwen Yuanhua has obtained it, which is also his luck.
Yuwen Yuanhua did not deny this. If there was no sufficient benefit, why would he get involved? He was really interested in what Feng Qingchen said. "I wonder where Miss Feng saw those words just now."
"My father is a military commander." Another answer like this, Feng Qingchen's Tai Chi skills became more and more advanced.
Wang Qi stood aside and finally understood the contest between Feng Qingchen and Yuwen Yuanhua. He thought to himself that he must tell his eldest brother what happened today when he returned.
There are few people in this world who can make Yuwen Yuanhua suffer a loss but remain speechless.
If Feng Qingchen knew that Wang Qi was thinking this way, he would be so depressed that he would vomit blood.
Suffer a loss? Yuwen Yuanhua didn't suffer any loss at all. Even if he did, he enjoyed it happily.
Yuwen Yuanhua tried to ask questions in an indirect way for a long time but didn't get any useful information. Yuwen Yuanhua was extremely depressed and realized that Feng Qingchen was still sitting on the horse, and his neck was sore from looking up.
"Miss Feng, the carriage is almost ready. Please dismount."
Seeing Yuwen Yuanhua's depressed look, Feng Qingchen laughed secretly, his eyes turned, and he felt like playing a teasing on him.
Of course, Feng Qingchen would never admit that she was playing a prank on people. She was teaching through entertainment, letting Yuwen Yuanhua appreciate the magic of military tactics...