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That year, that month, that moment, in a dream, in the sarcophagus. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ask the heavens and ask the sword, ask the heart, ask the person, and hold the sword to cut the red dust.

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Three days passed after that night's banquet, and Yan Yun did not come to them for these three days, but it was unexpected.

The woman's wind chill has healed, and it may be time to leave.

"My husband doesn't seem to be in a good mood these days, is his body really fine?"

Mo Meng brought a bowl of ginseng soup, she was actually curious about what could make Feng Ming worry for so many days.

Feng Ming knew that she meant just a long sigh, who else in this world could make me worry except you?

"The people of Xidan must be more important than me."

Mo Meng's smile didn't mean anything else, but the opening of the village, the people are the foundation of the country, and isn't all this done by Fengming for the people?

Feng Ming shook his head, he was not worried about the affairs of the people, but because of the words Yan Yun said three days ago. Mrs. Ling......

There are many women in the palace who survive for the sake of marriage, which is an eternal law.

If it is a big country, it will take its most important person to make peace, and if it is a small country, it is enough to give a name to a maid.

It was this that he was worried about, if Yan Yun opened his mouth to ask him if he wanted someone, who else could be qualified besides Mo Meng. Feng Ming didn't want such a thing to happen, so he said before that Mo Meng was pregnant and hoped that Yan Yun would know how to restrain himself.

But obviously it's useless, Yan Yun said Mrs. Ling when he left three days ago, and this matter is not so simple.

If a pro-woman is pregnant, she will not have any name at all if she marries into another country, and life and death are only the words of the king of that country. How could Feng Ming allow his own people to be like this.

There wasn't much movement when he picked up the ginseng, and he looked at the turbid reflection killing intent inside that suddenly came out.

got up and took Zhan Lu from Mo Meng's hand, and then strode out the door.

Mo Meng appeared in front of Feng Ming in the blink of an eye, "Husband, where are you going?" "

"Go find Yan Yun, let's leave as soon as possible."

Since that banquet, Feng Ming will not wear a sword in Yan Kingdom, let alone go to see Yan Yun, if this scene falls into Yan Yun's eyes, I am afraid that there will be many misunderstandings, if he uses the topic to play the suffering, it will definitely be the people of Xidan.

She stretched out her hand and took Zhan Lu over, seeing that the king still didn't want to bring weapons, the husband should not mess up.

Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to calm down, he suddenly realized that he was still so easily angry, could it be that the medicine he took was useless at all, it was really the effect of Drunken Wenxuan?

There was a drunken Wenxuan before, he would never be angry, this is a kind of artistic conception.

Crunch......

The woman pushed the door open and walked in, whispering, "Sir, Mr. Zhong An wants to see you downstairs." "

Feng Ming was stunned, Zhong'an? He is hiding from himself now, I'm afraid it's too late, what's the meaning of suddenly appearing.

He was really puzzled, and the woman spoke again, and said in a low voice, "Sir, why don't you ask about the emperor from his mouth?" "

Feng Ming got up, isn't Zhong An the emperor's person? I'm afraid nothing will come of it by asking him.

He immediately vetoed it, judging from the current situation, Zhong An may not be the emperor's person, Feng Ran is already by his side, and the emperor has no need to send someone.

In this case, there is a third force, is it the State of Qin or the State of the Wind? Immediately, he felt how ridiculous his idea was, there were more than three forces in this land......

After a long time, the wind let out a long sigh, and I don't know how many times it was after becoming a king.

"If he doesn't want to ask, what's the point, even if he answers, how can he know if what he said is true, in that case, it's better not to see it directly."

This is a peculiar insight, which contains the feeling and comprehension of the wind sound, the meaning and realm that are infinite but difficult to explain in words, the unity of form, spirit, emotion, and reason, and the coordination of the virtual and the real, which are not only born in the accident, but also contained in the image, which is probably the so-called artistic conception.

The woman nodded, it was unlikely that she wanted to hear anything from Zhong An, but it was impossible for him to come to Mr. for no reason.

Feng Ming was still silent, but his eyes were looking out of the door, Zhong An had already come up, and he walked in and bowed down to everyone.

"A fool gives a fish and a man, and a man gives a ...... to fish"

Feng Ming was silent, Zhong An said that he had really heard this, but he had forgotten where he had heard it.

Zhong An chuckled, saluted respectfully, and said, "Mr. Fengming, do you know what this sentence means." "

These words are obviously contemptuous, but there is no trace of that meaning when they come out of Zhong An's mouth, they are exactly the same as those of Chen.

His artistic conception is much higher than his own, and it seems that he can indeed talk about it.

Sitting at the wooden table, Feng Ming poured two cups of tea, "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish - this passage is from Taoism and everyone knows it." "

It is better to impart knowledge to others, than to teach people the method of learning knowledge. The reason is actually very simple, fish is the goal, fishing is the means, a fish can solve the hunger for a while, but can not solve the hunger for a long time, if you want to have fish to eat forever, then you must learn the method of fishing.

Zhong An didn't sit down, he retreated to the windowsill and shook his head.

"I'm afraid that Mr. is mistaken, I am talking about fools to fish and people, and what Mr. said is completely different meanings."

Mo Meng sat next to Feng Ming and chuckled, "Do you mean that teaching people to fish is a fool's practice, or is my husband stupid?" "

Zhong An turned around and saluted, "It's good for Miss Momeng to call me Zhong An, as for saying that Mr. Feng Ming is stupid, this is naturally impossible......"

If it is true that Mr. Fengming is stupid, it is by no means stupid, but wise and stupid.

"Let's just talk about it!" Feng Ming's tone increased slightly, he felt that he was really stupid to talk to Zhong An like this.

Zhong An chuckled and saluted, "Mr. Fengming has indeed become impetuous, I heard that you were poisoned?" "

Mo Meng was slightly sluggish, Zhong An's news seemed to be very well-informed, he just opened his mouth and called her name directly, and she never mentioned herself in front of him at all.

None of them spoke, Zhong An walked to the wooden table, picked up the teacup, sniffed it carefully, drank it all, and sighed, "Tea is just ordinary tea, I can't taste anything other than the smell of blood, Mr. Fengming didn't think about why it can suppress the poison in your body?" "

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Too much stress accumulates in the body, and who knows what the consequences will be? Your silence may be cowardice in the eyes of others, because she is even more cowardly, but she doesn't know that she is joking with her own life, and once it happens, she will regret it, ridiculous! Regret is the most foolish excuse in this world, so ...... You can hit the road with peace of mind.

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