Feng Jingting stood up and saluted him respectfully, "Jingting came this time, just to ask Mr. to help Jingting, Jingting is in a crisis, and he may lose his life at any time, but I beg Mr. to keep Jingting, and to keep Jingting is to protect the rivers and mountains of Southern Qi and the people of the world." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Mr. Yu was slightly moved, pondered for a moment and said: "The old man heard about the war with Wara some time ago, and I believe that with your current strength, it will not be a problem to fight Warat, and it is indeed not a wise move to transfer you back to Beijing at this time." The old man knows this matter in his heart, so let the old man think about it again. ”

Feng Jingting was overjoyed, he originally insisted on ignoring it, but now he said that he thought about it, which was already a great progress. Although the old man said that he lived here, there was nothing in the world that he did not know, and the court ordered him to return to Beijing, but in a few days, he had already received the letter, and his power could be seen. It's really 'a man who sits in a house and hears about the things of the world'.

"Okay, please go back today. The child you brought is good, the old man likes it very much, chess skills are secondary, the most rare thing is that calm and steady, easy and introverted, not arrogant or impatient, with a good mind and not leaking, is a rare talent. ”

Feng Jingting's face was overjoyed, as if he was praising himself. Secretly proud in his heart, the person he likes will naturally not be wrong.

Out of the door, Guo Wenying was squatting under a plane tree and a three-year-old child, the two of them were against their heads and didn't know what to do.

He walked over quickly, only to see many ants crawling on the ground, and the crumbs of broken pastries on the ground continued to attract many ants to crawl towards him. And two people, one big and one young, one holding a branch in his hand, threw a little cake from time to time, teasing the ants to turn back and forth, left and right, and it seemed that the two armies were facing each other in formation.

He looked at it interestingly, and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing here?"

Guo Wenying saw that it was him, threw a branch and stood up, and said: "This kid is really smart, he will be able to command the army at a young age, although it is a game, but it is a great test of people's intelligence, he is only a three-year-old naughty boy, and it is very rare to be able to attract ants to chase in batches." ”

Feng Jingting saw that there was no playfulness on the child's face, but a serious one, so he squatted down and asked in a harmonious voice, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Xiao Tong blinked and said in a milk voice, "My name is Yu Muying." ”

"Yu Muying, what a good name. He secretly guessed that this was most likely the grandchildren of the old man, and turned back to Guo Wenying and smiled, "It's also an English generation, Wenying, but it's related to you." ”

Guo Wenying nodded, "There is indeed fate." As soon as she saw the child, she liked it.

At this time, she didn't know what role this child named Yu Muying would play in her future life, this child was really extraordinary when she grew up, becoming the most famous talent in Nanqi, and becoming her most powerful assistant in the future.

When the matter was done, and seeing that the sun had set in the west, the two took their leave.

Out of the house, Guo Wenying hugged her stomach and wailed, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry." ”

They sat in the old man's room for a long time, not only did they not care about the meal, they didn't even have a pastry and a snack, the two of them only ate breakfast a day, drank two bowls of hot tea, and now their stomachs were empty.

At this moment, she regretted it very much, when she was playing with the child just now, why didn't she remember to feed the cake in her mouth first, but fed the ants first?

Feng Jingting also felt a little hungry, so he said, "Let's see if there is anything to eat around here." ”

The two searched for a while, and they really saw a noodle stall with a fire not far under the bridge. The noodle stall has a tarpaulin shed to protect from the rain, a paper lantern is hung on the top of the shed, there are four or five tables and chairs, and there are two men sitting in the leeward place to eat Xili snoring, the stall owner is a middle-aged man, seeing a guest come to the door and greet him with a smile: "Guest officer, eat a bowl of noodles?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the two people who walked to the light, and the expressions on his faces were a little stunned.

As soon as the stall owner spoke, Guo Wenying was happy, this person's Jizhou accent sounded very kind, she walked into the canopy with a smile, and also said in Jizhou dialect: "What delicious noodles do you have here, come to two bowls." ”

The stall owner was immediately overjoyed, "The two of you are from the direction of Jizhou?"

Seeing Guo Wenying nodding, he couldn't help but sigh again, "The country is ruined, the city has fallen, and I don't know when Jizhou will be recovered?"

The stall owner claimed to have fled from Jizhou, when the city was broken, he escaped by luck, and set up a small stall in this place to make a living, his wife and children died in the war, and he barely survived alone, which was inevitably very desolate.

While chattering about the tragic situation in Jizhou that year, he served two bowls of noodles to the two of them.

The most famous thing here is the shredded noodles with cabbage and pork, two people have a bowl for each person, and they are also hungry, so they can eat it without shaking off their cheeks.

In such a small wilderness place, there are two magnificent people in brocade clothes, which is indeed easy to provoke right and wrong, and the two noodle-eating men look here from time to time, with great intention to inquire. Feng Jingting didn't want to cause trouble, and with a sharp glance, the two of them immediately became honest. He was born and died in the rain of guns and arrows, the lives in his hands are unknown, the murderous aura is exposed, and he is tall and noble, and he can be scared into a cold sweat just by looking at people.

The two hurriedly paid and walked away quickly, not daring to look back again.

The stall owner was still talking about Jizhou, Guo Wenying couldn't help but say a few words of comfort, telling him that the city of Jizhou would be broken, and the Warat people would also be driven out of the territory of Southern Qi, so that he believed in the Northwest Army, and told him the good news that the Northwest Army had won.

The stall owner was overjoyed, chanting Buddha to the sky, saying that when Jizhou City was recovered, he would definitely go back to his hometown.

Guo Wenying listened to it quite unpleasantly, recovering Jizhou is the wish of the people, and it is the wish of people of insight in the world, but those imperial relatives and powerful ministers in the DPRK and the central government regard the people of the world as nothing, so willful and reckless, and want to cut off the arms of the Northwest Army, what future does the country have in the future?

There was a burst of anger in his heart, and he turned his grief and anger into appetite, and quickly finished eating a bowl, holding two fingers, "Boss, three more bowls." ”

Feng Jingting hurriedly said: "I can't eat it." ”

Guo Wenying said, "I ate it by myself." She used to eat three bowls, but today she was in a bad mood and was really hungry, and four bowls of noodles were only full of food.

Feng Jingting looked at her slender figure and couldn't help shaking his head, "I didn't expect you to be so slender and still a big-bellied man, how can anyone afford to marry you in the future?"

Guo Wenying didn't talk to him, such a sensitive issue, if you talk to him a few more words, you may not be able to lead to something.

She deliberately diverted the topic, "Who was Mr. Yu just now?"

Feng Jingting finished eating the noodles and was sitting on the side waiting for her, so he said: "Mr. Yu's name is Yu Fengyang, he was the assistant minister of the emperor today, a college student of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the chief cabinet elder, he used to call him Yu Ge Lao, but now he is a scholar, and he doesn't like others to call him that." ”