Returned to the camp Fengzhao stayed at the border for two days, personally taught the training of the soldiers, since that day at the border of Jiguo, Wei Ying and others admired Fengzhao is the five-body throw, originally there were still some generals who were resentful of breaking off diplomatic relations with Jiguo, and now all the grievances and cowardice in their hearts have been swept away. At this time, there are still two days left before the new year. After seeing that the spirit of the soldiers at the border pass had improved, he returned to the Yanlong Palace to return to Chang Ruojin.

In the Qinshu Palace, Fengzhao roughly talked about the border pass, and after hearing this, Chang Ruojin frowned slightly, and then said softly: "That's fine, just let Ji Guo know our determination." After that, he said to the moon on the side:

"Talk about the plan with Ning'er and see if he has anything to add. After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the fold in his hand, Yueming took out two letters and handed them to Feng Zhaode, Feng Zhao took a look, one of the two letters was a letter written by Chang Ruojin to the country of Ji, and one was a letter to Feng Qing, the emperor of the Great Dragon Dynasty, informing him that Yanlong, Jiang Li, and Xiwu wanted to attach to their country. Looking at the letter of national written to Feng Qing in his hand, the resentment in Feng Zhao's heart spontaneously arose. Taking a deep breath and calming down, he returned the letter to Yueming and didn't say anything.

At this moment, Chang Ruojin, who had finished reading the fold in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at the handsome and cold Fengzhao, and said softly: "Later, you will go to ** your aunt's place and ask her to write a letter to Fengqing again, and ask her if she has anything to bring to the imperial capital?" His heart moved slightly, and he got up and left the Qinshu Palace.

Turning around the Qinshu Palace, I walked through several tall palaces and came to the Xiangyun Palace where the Queen of the West lived. Princess Fengxi was listening to the chief eunuch's report on the New Year, and the gifts and things that needed to be prepared for distribution to the various palaces were distributed, because the queen of the East Palace was weak and did not like to take care of things, so the affairs in the backyard of Yanlong were handled by the queen of the west. Seeing the wind photos entering the door, Princess Fengxi asked with a smile on her face, "Ning'er, but is there something wrong?"

Feng Zhao stepped forward to salute Princess Fengxi, and said with a light smile: "Because I am busy with political affairs, I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and it just so happens that my father ordered me to tell my mother today, and I will send an envoy to the imperial capital in the near future, so that you can write a letter to the imperial capital, and then see if there is anything else to bring." After that, she took a sip of the tea sent by the palace maid on the table, and Princess Fengxi was slightly stunned after listening to Fengzhao's words, and then signaled all the palace maids and chief eunuchs in the house to retreat.

After waiting for only her and Fengzhao to be left in the house, he asked in a low voice: "You will send an envoy to the imperial capital so soon?" Fengzhao nodded with tea, Princess Fengxi stood up and walked to the closet in the house, gently opened the drawer on the third floor, and took out two letters from it, "A few days ago, I heard your father talk about breaking away from the vassal relationship with the Ji Kingdom, so I wrote these two letters and asked the envoy to bring them back." ”

After taking the trade wind photo, I saw that one letter read "The Emperor's Brother Opened Himself" and the other said "The Emperor's Sister-in-law Opened the Letter", and there were doubts in my eyes. Looking at Fengzhao's inquiring eyes, Princess Fengxi smiled lightly and said softly: "When I was not married, the eldest brother had already married the imperial sister-in-law, and the imperial sister-in-law was very good to me after entering the door, and the two of us had nothing to say and nothing to talk about." Princess Fengxi smiled bitterly at the end of this, and then continued: "The matter of the second sister-in-law was also the last letter she sent to me. After saying that, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes looked at Fengzhao, and Fengzhao understood what Princess Fengxi meant.

Holding the two letters in his sleeve, Feng Zhao's face showed a trace of embarrassment, and after a while, he asked Princess Fengxi in a low voice: "I want to bring a letter to my mother, can I bring it in?" Princess Fengxi thought for a moment, and shook her head slightly: "The matter of your mother's concubine, the imperial brother did not officially tell me, so it can be seen that this matter is hidden in the imperial court." And I was only determined by the imperial sister-in-law. ”

Hearing this, Feng Zhao nodded lightly, and after thinking for a long time, he said softly: "The mother concubine is from Yanlong and loves to eat Yanlong's pastries, can my aunt send a few Yanlong's royal chefs there?" After speaking, his eyes looked at Princess Fengxi tightly, and a trace of exploration and inquiry crossed the depths of his eyes.

Hearing this, Princess Fengxi immediately opened a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes and stared at Fengzhao, there was indescribable complex tension in her eyes, and Fengzhao's handsome eyes had already seen through Princess Fengxi's thoughts. He stood up, gave Princess Fengxi a big salute, and whispered: "I know what my aunt is worried about, I just want to send someone who can enter the Qingli Palace of the concubine to tell her my qiē, so that she will not be lonely, and so that I can always get my mother's message and not suffer from longing." As for the imperial uncle, if I do not get the confirmation of my father and the princess, I will not do anything unfavorable to him. Hearing Feng Zhao say this, Princess Fengxi was so nervous that her expression relaxed, and after thinking slightly, she said lightly to Feng Zhao in front of her: "That is the case, let me think about it and then make a decision." After that, he handed it over to Yu Feng Zhaoxin and took it back.

Two days later, the whole country celebrated, Fengzhao and Yueming went to the palace with the Queen Mother Qingshan, the monarch Chang Ruojin and the queen of the two palaces to spend the festival together, sitting next to Princess Fengxi, the princess whispered to Fengzhao: "How many people are you going to send to the imperial capital?" Fengzhao said lightly: "One person is enough." Princess Fengxi nodded and continued: "Then arrange for her to go to the palace to study hard with the pastry chef, otherwise his own life will be difficult to protect how to help you." Feng Zhao suddenly smiled.

Returning from the palace to the county king's mansion, the county king's mansion was also full of joy, Lan Yan Lancao and the maids and maids set up a table in the Lan Yan room to eat and drink to celebrate, and Xiao Xiao and other senior guards sat in the front hall and toasted together in the butler's courtyard. This was arranged for Xiao Xiao and others when Feng Zhao went out in the morning, knowing that it was also very hard for them to follow him, he simply gave them a day off during the New Year.

Afraid of disturbing them, Fengzhao restrained his breath and went straight back to his room, waiting for everyone to finish drinking and it was already midnight. After listening to the sound of cleaning up the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks, he transmitted the sound in exchange for Lan Yan. Hearing the sound of Fengzhao in her ears, Lan Yan was startled, her martial arts were not weak, but she had never heard the sound of Fengzhao coming back, and hurriedly came to Fengzhao's residence and asked softly after entering the door: "My subordinates don't know that the young master is back" Because Lan Yan is also a dead man, he also calls himself a "subordinate" when no one is around, Feng Zhao interrupted Lan Yan's words, looked at her and was silent for a while and said softly: "Prepare, tomorrow I will take you into the palace to learn to make pastries with the pastry chef in the palace." "Lan Yan's cooking skills are already very good, since entering the Qilin Valley and being chosen by Fengzhao's side, Lan Yan's identity is not only a dead soldier, she is also responsible for Fengzhao's diet and daily life. Hearing Feng Zhao say this, Lan Yan was a little surprised.

Feng Zhao didn't say anything more and waved his hand, signaling her to leave. In his eyes, Lan Yan is the best candidate, bold and careful, cautious and calm, and Lan Yan has been by his side since he was a child, and he has been extremely relieved of her for so many years.

After waiting for Lan Yan to go down, Feng Zhao lifted his pen and painted, Feng Zhao's rhythm in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting is not as good as Yueming, but in terms of calligraphy and painting, it is slightly higher than Yueming. After finishing the painting, he stretched out his slender fingers and picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, his eyebrows and eyes gradually revealed deep thoughts, and the eyebrows in the painting were like distant and delicate eyes, and they were indescribably quiet and beautiful. "Mother," he whispered inwardly. At this time, there were a few "pops, pops", and a few gorgeous fireworks bloomed gorgeously in the night outside the window, and when he raised his eyes to look at the fleeting beauty, he felt a faint melancholy and sadness in his heart.

Five days later, the mission sent by Yanlong to Jiguo was about to leave, and the leader of the delegation was still Lord Wen from the Ministry of Rites. Feng Zhao and Yue Ming were worried that this trip to Ji Country would be unfavorable to Lord Wen because the two countries had broken off diplomatic relations, so after discussing with Yue Ming, they dispatched six dead soldiers to escort them in the Ningjun Palace, and sent a letter to Jing Youfei Pigeon in Jicheng to order him to secretly protect Lord Wen halfway.

After sending off Lord Wen, Feng Zhao brought Lan Yan back from the palace.

Waiting to enter the county king's mansion and come to the front hall, Feng Zhao took out the painting of that day from his sleeve cage and handed it to Lan Yan: "Look carefully, keep it in mind" He said lightly. After Lan Yan carefully looked at the figure in the painting, he rolled up the painting and handed it to Fengzhao with both hands, and replied: "My subordinates have kept it in mind." "I didn't ask who the person in the painting was. Feng Zhao's eyes were satisfied, and then his gaze turned to look at Lan Yan in a deep voice and said, "Do you know why I let you enter the palace to learn how to make pastries?" Lan Yan shook her head.

"I'm going to send you to the Imperial Palace in the Imperial Capital. A trace of surprise flashed in Lan Yan's eyes, which had always been calm, and disappeared in an instant, seeing the changes in Lan Yan's eyes, Feng Zhao once again showed a satisfied look, in the palace, you have to have eyesight to talk less and do more, this is the most basic life-saving ability.

"Just now you saw that the person in the painting is my mother's concubine, she is now in the Qingli Palace in the Imperial Palace, this time Yanlong sent envoys to the Imperial Palace, to discuss the annexary matters, take this opportunity I will send you to the Imperial Palace with the famous pastry chef of Yanlong, all you have to do is " After a slight pause, his voice sounded again: "Find a way to get close to my concubine to tell her my message, and protect her safety." After speaking, his eyes flashed with distant thoughts and worries.

Looking at the nostalgia and worry in the young master's eyes, Lan Yan's bright eyes showed firmness and loyalty: "subordinates obey orders" without the slightest embarrassment, she has been wandering on the streets without parents since she was a child, and was taken back by Limeng to Qilin Valley to be a dead soldier, and was assigned to take care of Fengzhao, so she has already regarded Ningjun Wangfu as her home and Fengzhao as her relatives.

Looking at the decision and loyalty revealed in the eyes of the calm and beautiful woman in front of him, Feng Zhao felt a little reluctant in his heart, after all, Lan Yan had followed her for more than ten years, but this time it was a matter of importance, and he was not at ease with others. After a long time, he said to her again: "If there is danger, save your own life, and I will send a message to Limeng to keep an eye on your safety at all times." Lan Yan couldn't help but gather a layer of mist in his eyes when he heard Feng Zhao say this, and he couldn't help but endure it and whispered: "My subordinates will pay attention to safety." ”

After hearing Lan Yan's answer, Feng Zhao turned around and took a pen and paper on the wide desk and wrote a few words, "Write down these words, and when you see my mother, just tell her to listen, and she will believe you." After speaking, he stood on the side of the desk. Lan Yan stepped forward lightly, lowered his head, and after reciting the words silently, he nodded at Feng Zhao, who picked up the paper and gathered it into a ball, instantly turned into powder, and his hand was lightly raised, and a gust of wind picked up the powder and drifted out of the window.