Two twisted people
Because of Feng Chenyu's two meritorious services, he was promoted by the government to be the deputy envoy of the Privy Council.
He knew clearly that if he wanted to survive in this treacherous officialdom, he must hold a certain official position, so he did not refuse this time.
Besides, he has more important things to do.
In the previous battle of Xindong, although Xindong lost, the Feng family army lost two generals.
Apart from the major concerns of the Xindong people, they were still very happy.
There is still harassment on the border from time to time, and there is still some friction between the two sides.
Now the Feng family army is temporarily under the command of General Qilu, a subordinate of Feng Yin, to defend the border.
He followed Feng Yin all the way from a small soldier to a general, and he has always been very grateful for Feng Yin's promotion and help.
Although General Feng and the eldest son are no longer with us, the Feng family army is still his highest belief.
There was silence in the hall because fighting had just ended in Xindong and another one broke out.
General Qi has been leading his troops in battle for two days, but because General Feng and the eldest son had just passed away, the morale of the army was relatively low.
In addition, although General Qi has always been led by General Feng, he mostly just follows orders, so he does not have many ideas of his own on combat strategies.
Facing the cunning Xindong people, he was no match, so the Feng family army lost more than half of its manpower.
"What good ideas do you have?"
The official asked again.
"Your Majesty, although Yongxi and Ningbei are relatively peaceful now, it will take time to mobilize troops to Xindong.
More importantly, if we withdraw our troops, the consequences will be disastrous if a war breaks out in Yongxi or Ningbei."
Privy Councilor Zhao Ququ replied,
"Although Yu'an still has some troops that can support Xindong, there is no suitable person to lead them."
The hall fell silent again.
"I am willing to lead the troops there."
A powerful voice was heard from the huge palace.
Everyone turned around and saw Feng Chenyu kneeling on the ground.
"Deputy Chief?"
The official sitting on the couch was somewhat surprised.
Although Feng Chenyu is a sealed prince, he has no actual combat experience except for one time when he went to the front line to deliver food and supplies.
"Your Majesty, the Xindong rebels have invaded again, and the nation is in dire straits. The border is in crisis, and the people are suffering.
Although I am not very talented or well-educated, I have a strong desire to serve my country and am willing to go to the front line to fight the enemy to the death.
I beg Your Majesty to grant me the order to go to war. I will do my utmost to live up to Your Majesty's trust."
Feng Chenyu was still kneeling on the ground, every word he spoke came from the bottom of his heart, his voice was loud and clear.
Upon hearing this, the official did not say anything, but stood up, walked to Feng Chenyu and gently helped him up.
Holding his arm with one hand, and patting his arm hard with the other hand,
"Wait for your triumphant return!"
After leaving the palace, Feng Chenyu strode away because he only had three days to prepare.
Liu Xian in the Liu Mansion turned to look at his father Liu who was sitting on the main seat and said,
"Father, what do you think of Deputy Privy's expedition?"
Liu Miao lowered his head and pondered for a moment.
“Although Deputy Shu had never been on the battlefield before, he grew up in the General’s Mansion and I believe he has learned some of General Feng’s skills.
May he defeat the Xin army and return safely."
Liu Xian fell silent after hearing this.
The news that Feng Chenyu was going to lead his troops to the front spread quickly, and Fuyao in the Liu Mansion was uneasy.
Although she had never been to the battlefield, she knew what a cruel place it was.
There were corpses everywhere and blood flowed like rivers. How many people sacrificed their precious lives to defend their country.
After lunch, Ling Fengwan went back to her parents' home for something.
Fuyao was walking around the courtyard feeling uneasy. She turned around and glanced at the maid Qiu'er standing beside her.
"Is there a temple nearby?"
"It's not far away."
Qiu'er replied,
"Why do you ask this, young lady?"
"I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days for some reason, so I wanted to go to the temple to pray, hoping to find some peace of mind."
Fuyao found an excuse on the spur of the moment.
Led by Qiu'er, the two left the house and took a car to the temple.
Looking at the Buddha statue in front of him, Fuyao, who had never had any faith, now knelt there with great piety.
She hoped to bless Feng Chenyu to have a smooth expedition and return safely.
In the car, she held the amulet in her hand, thinking that she could find a suitable opportunity to give it to Feng Chenyu.
"parking."
Fuyao shouted to the driver, then turned to Qiu'er who was sitting on the side and said,
"I'm tired of sitting here. I want to get off and walk around. You can go back first."
"Let me accompany the young lady."
Qiu'er said worriedly.
Fuyao rejected her proposal and got off the carriage.
Because she had heard at Liu's house that Feng Chenyu had been training in the training ground these days, she hurried there in two steps at a time.
Soon she arrived near the training ground and could hear the powerful shouts not far away.
Through the fence, she saw him standing in the crowd.
At this moment, he was wearing black armor and standing in the center of thousands of people, looking at the soldiers who were training with burning eyes.
The thick armor seemed unable to hide the coldness emanating from his body.
Suddenly, Fuyao, who had been worried all the time, calmed down, or to be more precise, retreated.
Looking down at the amulet in her hand, she couldn't find a suitable reason to give it away.
He is about to set off tomorrow, and Feng Chenyu decides to go to the palace to visit his aunt who has always loved him before leaving.
In Feiwei Palace, knowing that Feng Chenyu was going to the war, Concubine Feng rarely ate for several days.
Just when she was feeling worried, she heard the palace maid announce that the deputy prime minister was coming.
She had just been lying on the couch when she hurriedly got up and saw Feng Chenyu striding towards her.
"Chen Yu."
She shouted loudly.
"Meet my aunt."
Feng Chenyu bowed.
"I heard that you were going to lead troops to attack Xindong?"
She cut straight to the point.
The latter nodded slightly.
"Do you know where that is?"
Concubine Feng was worried.
"The battlefield is full of dangers and the swords are merciless. Why do you want to fight?"
As she spoke, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Don't worry, aunt. I will be careful."
Feng Chenyu hurried forward to comfort her.
"But you have never been to the battlefield, and going there is extremely risky."
Concubine Feng tried her best to dissuade him from this idea.
"Don't worry, aunt.
As a descendant of the Feng family, my father and brother were willing to sacrifice their lives for the country, so why can't I?"
Feng Chenyu's tone was firm.
"Besides, there are constant wars in Xindong right now, and the people are suffering.
Even if I am not a member of the Feng family army, as a man I cannot stand idly by.
Besides, there is no one available at this time, so I have no choice but to take charge."
"Well said!"
An official in casual clothes walked in.
"Your Majesty, my brother and nephew have both died on the battlefield, leaving only Chenyu in the Feng family. How can I rest in peace?"
Concubine Feng knelt at the emperor's feet, tears already streaming down her face.
The official slowly helped her up and wiped away the tears on her face.
"How could I not know your concerns, but there is really no one available at the moment.
As the ruler of a country, how can I be so bound by the feelings of a family?"
Upon hearing this, Concubine Feng collapsed in the emperor's arms. She came from a family of generals, so she knew exactly what the emperor had just said!
Looking at his aunt crying for him, Feng Chenyu felt very sad.
In the Liu Mansion, Fuyao sat listlessly in her room. Tomorrow was the day Feng Chenyu would go to war, and her heart was sinking little by little.
"Fuyao."
Li Ju came in with a red wooden box.
"Look what I brought you?"
Fuyao looked up and saw him open the wooden box and take out a golden incense burner.
"I heard you haven't had a good rest these days, so I brought you an incense burner and incense."
He spoke attentively.
"Thanks."
Rising up,
"Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome."
"You don't have to be so polite."
Li Ju smiled,
"Why don't we go for a walk? It's kind of boring staying at home."
Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Fuyao couldn't refuse his kindness.
Just as Fuyao was about to get on the car at the gate, she saw a carriage stopped on the other side.
The one who was leading the horse was Ma Sui, and she stood there in a daze at that moment.
The car door opened and Feng Chenyu walked out.
"Deputy Chief."
Li Ju stepped forward and said.
Feng Chenyu just nodded slightly in response, then casually glanced at Fu Yao standing in front of the carriage opposite and turned to enter the Liu Mansion.
The two of them only strolled for a short while before Fuyao didn't want to stay any longer and suggested going back home.
In the carriage, she looked out the window absentmindedly. Seeing her like this, Li Jie said no more.
"Li Yanei."
Fuyao suddenly spoke.
"Um."
Li Ju looked up and saw the girl looking at him.
"I am very grateful for Yanei's care for me these days.
But I am just a girl from a humble family, I dare not marry someone of higher status, I hope that Yanei can find someone who shares your feelings as soon as possible."
Fuyao spoke slowly.
Li Ju just laughed dryly a few times and didn't say anything.
After a brief silence, Fuyao said,
"You don't need to see me off today, I want to get off the car and walk around."
Seeing her determined look, Li Ju didn't want to insist, so he asked someone to stop the car.
She walked leisurely along the street, looking at the bustling crowds on both sides, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
Slowly stepping onto the bridge, she suddenly remembered her reunion with Feng Chenyu that day and couldn't help feeling sad again.
I was holding the amulet I had asked for before, but my heart ached.
Just as her eyes were blurred with tears, she suddenly saw Feng Chenyu walking towards her from the opposite direction.
"Why are you crying?"
He paused and spoke without leaving any trace.
In fact, he had seen her when she was walking up the bridge just now.
Fuyao hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face and turned her back to him.
"Why don't you speak?"
Feng Chenyu spoke again.
"I just miss home."
She whispered,
"I heard you were going to attack Xindong."
"Um."
Feng Chenyu responded softly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.
Dark eyes looked into the distance, voice low,
"Since you miss home, go back early. Ganzhou is your best home."
Destination, Fuyao's heart trembled slightly.
Then she turned around and smiled at the man who had made her worry about him in recent days, and met his seemingly cold eyes.
"May you return victorious."
Then he turned around and walked forward step by step.
Looking at her slender back, Feng Chenyu held the railing tightly with his right hand on the edge of the bridge.
At this moment, his deep eyes contained a forbearance and reluctance that was not easily noticed by outsiders.
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