A few days later, there was a sudden uproar in the court. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind knelt under the court, he raised his head high and looked at the old emperor sitting on the dragon chair, and his tone was neither arrogant nor humble.

"The minister asks the emperor for marriage." He spoke out, breaking the silence in the empty palace. The ministers standing on both sides were all whispering, as if watching the excitement, so interesting.

When the old emperor heard the words of the wind, he leaned out from the dragon chair, thinking that he had misheard. "Marriage? And with whom? ”

"Me and Lu Qingyi, the lord of Jinzhao County." The loud sound of the wind reached everyone's ears. Mr. Gao, who was standing next to the old emperor, looked at Yan Feng so rude and bold, and shook his head at him with a frown, as if he wanted to remind Yan Feng: Don't be so reckless.

However, the wind turned a blind eye, he just looked at the old emperor with blazing eyes, not like a request, but more like a threat.

The old emperor listened and leaned heavily on the back of his chair. His skinny fingers trembled and pointed at the wind, and he couldn't breathe. "It's crazy, it's crazy!" Seeing the old emperor panting, Manager Gao hurriedly stroked his chest, for fear that the old emperor would not be able to breathe.

Seeing this, the ministers looked at each other, and finally fell to their knees on the ground and shouted loudly. "The emperor is angry!"

Murong Chui hated and helpless the wind. He really couldn't figure out why this child was suddenly confused by Lu Qingyi, and he was able to ask the emperor for marriage in public for her. However, he watched him grow up by himself, and he was more or less moved by compassion. Murong Chu took a step forward and said to the old emperor.

"The emperor is angry, Marquis Ning is still young, it's just a joke."

However, Yan Feng didn't give Murong face at all, he stared at him, and immediately continued to ask the emperor for his life. "Wechen is not a joke! The minister sincerely wants to marry Lu Qingyi, please ask the emperor to give him a marriage! With that, he kowtowed vigorously, and the crisp sound made everyone swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Wind!" Murong Chui whispered angrily at the wind, but that didn't stop him.

The old emperor took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. His eyes were half-squinted, revealing an air of danger. "My princess, what is there that is not as good as the county lord of Jin Zhao, who can make you think about it so much?"

Sure enough, the old emperor still cares about the matter of the four princesses, but the matter of feelings cannot be forced. The wind sighed and explained to the old emperor.

"The four princesses are virtuous and virtuous, but Weichen is not worthy of the princess." He paused, his kneeling knee was already numb and unconscious. "Weichen is sorry for the fourth princess, but Chen and Qingyi are in love."

Manager Gao looked at Yan Feng like this, and his heart suddenly softened. He leaned into the old emperor's ear and whispered dissuasion. "The emperor will agree! General Shen and the princess died without a problem back then, and now it is a good thing that the children of both sides can be reconciled again! ”

The old emperor squinted at him, and Manager Gao hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to say more. However, although he said this very explicitly, it was indeed very reasonable, and the old emperor's heart suddenly wavered. He coughed lightly, and the anger on his face subsided considerably.

"I am not an unreasonable person, and it is a great joy that a talented woman can get married like this, but ......" The old emperor changed his words, and a sly smile appeared on his face. Yanzhou in the north was still plagued by the Uighurs, so how could Ninghou be left alone? ”

The wind lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, but then he changed into a sad look, raised his head and looked straight at the old emperor. "Wechen is willing to lead his troops to Yanzhou and personally exterminate the Uighur army!"

"Your Majesty, you must not!" Murong Chui hurriedly clenched his fists and retorted. "Ning Hou is still young, and has no experience in fighting against the Uighur army, and the Uighurs are even more cunning, if this strategy is wrong, he will be ashamed of the trust of General Shen!"

"General Murong don't say anything more, I have already made up my mind." The old emperor stroked his snow-white beard, and he looked at the wind kneeling below, his eyes shining. "Since it was Ning Hou who personally asked for his life, then I would be respectful and obey my orders. The 100,000 troops of the Left Guard Wing are at the disposal of Ning Hou, and you can also let go of the courage to ask for which manpower you need. Time waits for no one, so let's set off the day after tomorrow. If Marquis Ning can return victoriously, I will not only marry you, but also increase the rank of knight. If you don't win this battle, you will die a hundred, and if you come back alive, then you will return to your broken leaves for the rest of your life! ”

The old emperor's vicious words made all the ministers present feel cold in their backs, and Murong Chui was even more covered with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. On the other hand, the wind is calm and relaxed, and there is a slight joy. After thanking the emperor, he retreated into the ranks of the courtiers.

"If there is nothing else, let's retreat!" The old emperor yawned, waved his hand at the courtiers, and paced away amid the sound of everyone kneeling.

Suddenly, the ministers above the court dispersed like scattered sand.

Murong walked to the side of Yan Feng with heavy steps, and he said in a deep voice. "It's good now, but it's up to you! Do you think leading troops to war is child's play! ”

Yan Feng had expected Murong Chui's anger early, he rubbed his sore knees, and replied unhurriedly. "My uncle always said that I was still young, but I was already in my twenties, and my father had scared the Uighurs out of fear at my age."

"Are you comparable to your father? When did he start leading troops, and when did you start leading troops, isn't this nonsense! Murong Chui was not persuaded by the wind, but became even more angry.

"Uncle, don't worry, I grew up in Broken Leaves, and as my father has seen a lot of battles, I have long been familiar with the tricks of the Uighurs." The wind continues to explain relentlessly.

However, Murong Chui only shook his head and sighed. "For the sake of Lu Qingyi, you dare to give up your life."

"Uncle's words are wrong. Although my half is indeed for Qingyi, I also have selfish intentions. Over the years, I have only led troops to suppress bandits or suppress outcasts, and I have never met a real opponent. Does my uncle still want to raise me in a honey pot? ”

Murong Trai was stunned when he heard his words, and suddenly panicked. "There has to be a step-by-step approach to everything!"

"Uncle doesn't need to persuade me anymore, this matter was ordered by the emperor himself, even if I want to retreat, there is no way out." As he spoke, he staggered out of the hall. "If my uncle is really worried about me, can I let Uncle Xu Lin be my lieutenant, and I can also be safer!"

Murong Chui stood there and sighed, he shook his head helplessly, and suddenly realized that Yan Feng was no longer the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy he used to be.