"The daughter of the barbarian king Meng Huo?"

Feng Yong touched his chin and said to himself with some doubts, "What did she come to me for?" ”

"I've been here once today." Zhao Guang said first, "My brother just went to the city with her front foot, and she came over with her back foot." Looking at that look, I have to see my brother. ”

"Don't say it's her, it's her adult Meng Huo, and I've never seen it."

Speaking of her father Meng Huo, Feng Yong remembered a doubt that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Then Meng Huo's surname is Meng, but her daughter is surnamed Hua?" Wenxuan, do you know the twists and turns? ”

Li Yi nodded, "I know a little bit about it." The big clans in Nanzhong will all marry with the Yiren tribe, echoing each other to strengthen their momentum, and Meng Shuzi will not be an exception. There are many wives and concubines in his name. ”

"Among them, there is a wife, named Mrs. Zhurong, and the legend is that after Zhurong. The name of the tribe where it is located is called Zhurong Department, the mother is respected, the woman is precious, and Mrs. Zhurong is the head of the Zhurong Department. The women of his tribe do not marry outside, but only recruit husbands to come to the door. ”

Isn't that a son-in-law?

Feng Yong muttered in his heart, he couldn't have imagined that Meng Shu was also a door-to-door son-in-law?

In order to envelop the Zhurong Department, Meng was married to Mrs. Zhurong. According to the customs, Mrs. Zhurong still leads the Zhurong Department on weekdays, and does not often live in the Meng family, and Meng Huo does not need to go to the Zhurong Department to live. ”

If the two wanted to see each other, they went their separate doors. Or Mrs. Zhurong went to Meng's house to find Meng Huo, or Meng Huo went to Zhurong's department to find Mrs. Zhurong, but they didn't bother each other. ”

Sounds like it is the marriage of some ethnic groups in the southwest in the future?

But think about it, this is the great southwest, can't it be that this is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years?

Later, the two gave birth to a daughter, who was the flower man, with her mother's surname. If he becomes the head of the tribe in the future, he will be called Mrs. Zhurong just like his mother. ”

"In this way, this flower beard is not only the daughter of the Meng family, but also the young monarch of the Zhurong clan?"

"Exactly."

"In that case, then I really can't see it." Feng Yong nodded, "Please let her in." ”

Hua Wei, who was waiting a little impatiently outside, saw Li Yi walking out of the camp tent, and immediately greeted him, and said crisply, "Brother Li, has Feng Langjun ever returned to the camp?" ”

At the same time, I thought in my heart, if that Feng Mingwen dared to say that he was not there, then I would publicize it, saying that he would not dare to see me, and I would be ashamed of him.

The Li family and the Meng family are both surnamed Nanzhong, and the two families don't look up and look down, and from the perspective of family background, the identities of the two are also comparable.

Therefore, it is appropriate for Hua Yu to call Li Yi "brother".

"Flower lady, my brother has returned to the camp, please enter the camp."

Li Yi stretched out his hand and saluted.

Hua Fei's heart was overjoyed, and she said, "Okay, please ask Brother Li to lead the way." ”

As soon as she entered the tent of the commander of the army, several pairs of eyes were cast in the tent.

Hua Wei is not stage frightened, and every time the big eyes that are looking forward to the sultry flicker, the long eyelashes that are slightly upturned jump up and down in confusion.

She looked curiously at the middle Lang Jun, and asked, "Dare to ask, but Feng Langjun?" ”

"Exactly."

Feng Yong raised his hand and saluted, "Feng Yong has seen the flower lady." ”

Hua Fei blinked, tilted his head slightly, as if remembering something, and then grabbed his hair again, and then stooped down to make a nondescript blessing.

At the same time, he said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry Feng Langjun, I forgot how to practice your Han courtesy, and I don't learn it very well." ”

Hearing this, not only Feng Yong, but also several other people in the tent smiled kindly, feeling that the young monarch of the Zhurong clan in front of him was really straightforward and innocent.

"It doesn't matter. The visit of the flower lady is already rare, so why be polite. ”

Feng Yong replied with a smile, "The army is shabby, there is no place to sit, and I hope that the flower lady will not mind." ”

Hua Fei waved his hand, "I don't have to sit." ”

Since she came in, her eyes have never left Feng Yong, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

At this time, I only heard her ask suspiciously, "What I'm looking for is Feng Mingwen, the reincarnation of the Ghost King?" Are you really him? ”

Feng Yong's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he smiled reluctantly, "My name is indeed Feng Yong, the words are clear, and I don't know much about the reincarnation of the ghost king, but some people say that I am the ghost king, and I don't understand what this is all about." ”

Hua Fei looked around the tent curiously again and asked, "Where is your ghost general?" ”

Feng Yong squinted at Zhao Guang next to him, and then said after retracting his gaze, "That's all foolish nonsense, why are there any ghost generals?" ”

"Then will you recruit thunder?"

"No, it won't."

"Don't drink human blood either?"

"Don't drink it."

"Don't eat human flesh?"

"Don't eat it."

Hua Fei thought about it, looked at Feng Yong's small body again, and felt that the last question didn't need to be asked.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled out a flying knife from his waist, pulled a knife flower, and then pointed the tip of the knife at Feng Yongjiao and shouted, "Feng Langjun, I asked you to fight, do you dare to respond?" ”

Feng Yong was caught off guard by the sudden downward trend, he looked at the fierce flower mane, and his mind couldn't turn, "What does Hua Niang mean by this?" ”

Hua Wei held his head high, like a proud white swan, "I know that you are called a young hero by the prime minister, and you are the first young man in the Han Dynasty, and countless young men in the Han Dynasty regard you as a brother." ”

"I'm here to meet you for a while. If I can defeat you, then I will defeat the young hero, and I will also defeat the first young man Langjun of the Han Dynasty. At that time, I will be the first ...... of the Han The first son-in-law. ”

Yo drink!

Little girl, your logic is a little strange!

Who told you that Lao Tzu's name was made by fighting?

It's really rude.

Feng Yongcai wouldn't play children's games with her, so he waved his hand and said, "I don't compare with you." Go back. ”

When Hua Fei heard this, he thought he was scared, and he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in his heart, "I didn't expect him to be a coward!" ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Feng Yong lowered his face to look at him, but even the people around him glared angrily.

"What, am I not right?"

Hua Fei was not afraid, and looked at Feng Yong defiantly, "I went to your camp alone and asked you to fight, but you didn't dare to fight, what is it that you are not a coward?" ”

"Ask me to fight?"

"Yes. About? ”

About!

Feng Tu Turtle couldn't help but take a closer look at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old little girl in front of him, who didn't know the height of the sky.

I saw that she had a purple headkerchief wrapped around her head, a short-sleeved shirt with a large collar on her upper body, and a pleated skirt inlaid with embroidered lace on her lower body, which was not short to the knees, revealing her white calves.

The neck and waist are also covered with delicate silver ornaments, and they look graceful when they walk, and there seems to be a dazzling white light on the whole body.

Such a touching little lady asked Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu didn't agree, is she a fool?

"About! But we'll have to wait a month. ”

Feng Yong raised his left arm slightly, "My arm was injured a few days ago, but it is not very convenient to move. Although it is okay to raise my hands every day now, I can't exercise vigorously, and when I get better, I will fight you for 300 rounds. ”

Hua Fei didn't expect that he would be so radical at will, but it made Feng Yong's attitude suddenly change greatly.

With a joy in his heart, he hurriedly said, "Why bother? You don't have to be there. Aren't all your sons and brothers in this tent? You just have to pick someone out of here to play for you. ”

As she spoke, Hua Fei also pointed at the people who were glaring at her.

Feng Yong looked disappointed and glanced at her little white legs, "Are you sure?" ”

I thought that in this tent, except for Amena's girl, it is estimated that she is the weakest chicken.

If you can get close to this little girl's skin and use the art of hand binding, then there is still a hope of winning by seven or eight points, but if it is replaced by a weapon, there is a chance that you will lose.

Now you don't let me play, but let me pick someone to replace me at will, isn't this digging a pit and jumping by myself, and then burying myself?

"That's nature."

"Good. Say, what time, where, and how to compare? ”

Hua Fei originally wanted to defeat Feng Yong in person, but now that Feng Yong couldn't play, she looked around at the people in the tent again, but she was not completely sure in her heart.

At that moment, his eyes rolled, and he smiled coquettishly, "Tomorrow, there will be an unknown mountain on the east side of the city, let's go there to compete." ”

Hey? This little girl's skin seems to have been premeditated?

Feng Yong was a little suspicious in his heart.

"As for the comparison...... How about a best-of-three game? Whoever wins two games first will be great. At that time, you must bow your head to the other party and admit defeat. ”

Hua Fei looked at the few people in this camp, but in his heart he felt that he had a good idea.

Although this brother of the Li family also practices martial arts, she knows that martial arts will definitely not be able to compare to her.

As for the two handsome gentlemen, not to mention, they seem to be weak and weak, but compared to the warriors in the clan, they are too far behind.

And the short, black and thin one, who didn't have much strength to think about.

The only concern is that Lang Jun, who has a bearded face, looks like he is powerful.

But it doesn't matter, even if you lose one game, as long as you can win two games, you will win.

"On the hill east of the city, what are you doing running so far? Not too much trouble? ”

"This is a military camp, and Zhuge Ah Gong said that you must not fight privately in the military camp at will. If something goes wrong, he will be reprimanded by Zhuge Agong. ”

Hua Yan shook his head and said, "Go to the mountain outside the city, there is no one there, and it is a good place to compete." ”

"Okay, okay, do what you say."

Feng Yong was also speechless, thinking to himself, you barbarians, are you finally scared of the old demon Zhuge ?

Still a mouthful of Zhuge Ah Gong?

Why don't you just call grandpa?

"And the jackpots? Why don't you say it? ”

"What do you mean by a color head?" Flower Mantle asked with a wink.

"The stakes. You went to great lengths to come to me for an appointment...... Well, you can't have no bets at all, right? ”

Feng Yong's mouth was so quick that he almost said the word "war" as the word "cannon".

There was a look of hesitation on the flower's face.

It seems that she really didn't think about it.

"Now, I have a Hundred Refining Treasure Knife here, which is extremely sharp, and it is easy to cut off the horse's head."

Feng Yong said, glaring at Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Guang has been following Feng Yong for so long, he has already had a tacit understanding, and he will walk out of the tent at the moment, take a horse chopping knife from the hand of the trilogy at will, turn it back into the tent, and hand it to Feng Yong.

Feng Yong took the knife in his hand and shook it, stepped forward and handed it to Hua Yan, "Look at it, this is a rare treasure knife." ”

With a "bang" sound, he pulled out the knife, only to see that the blade was cold and bright, and the cold was pressing, it was really a good knife.

"I'll bet on this knife, and if you win, I'll give it to you, and if you lose, what if you lose?"

Hua Fei obviously didn't expect Feng Yong to take out such a treasure knife as a bet, but he was taken aback in his heart, thinking that this Feng Yong was really so bold.

As the concubine of the Meng family and the young monarch of the clan, she couldn't be underestimated by the other party, so she gritted her teeth and said, "I have a horse, which is a rare dragon foal, and I use it as a bet." ”

The barbarians did not lack silverware, but they lacked ironware, and such a sword was a priceless treasure in her tribe, not an ordinary BMW that could be exchanged.

She was cautious now, but her face was a little feverish, and she didn't dare to look at Feng Yong and the others.

Feng Yong grinned and said, "That's done." Although I have never seen what the dragon horse looks like in your mouth, I want to come to Zhu Rongbu Shaojun to take out something, it must not be ordinary, so I will believe you once. ”

Hua Mane secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and smiled, "Of course, my Nanzhong disciple is the most honest." ”

As he spoke, he put the knife in his hand back into its sheath and reluctantly returned it to Feng Yong.

"Feng Langjun, don't forget to make an appointment tomorrow."

Before leaving, Hua Yan looked at Feng Yong, to be precise, at the knife in Feng Yong's hand, and admonished.

"Don't worry, you won't forget."

After sending the flower mane out of the tent, he returned to the tent, only to see that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.

Feng Yong snorted, "What are you looking at me doing?" ”

Li Yi coughed, "Brother, isn't it good to deceive that little lady like this?" ”

"How did I deceive her?" Feng Yongqi said, "Isn't this knife a treasure knife?" ”

Seeing everyone's strange faces, Feng Yong defended again, "This knife is common in your eyes, but in her eyes, it is a rare good knife, what's wrong with this?" ”

Nothing seems wrong?

Zhao Guang thought about it, but he was a little worried, "Brother, what if she finds out in the future?" ”

"What to do? With Meng Huo's current appearance, am I still afraid of him? ”

Feng Yong's neck stiffened, "Besides, this is just a fighting spirit between the juniors, he is the head of the Meng family, will he still come to me to settle accounts for this matter?" ”

Clever words make Feng Langjun colorful, and the ruthless Xiaowen He.

Could it be that Lao Tzu's name has not been used for a long time, so no one remembers it?

Such a little girl also wants to come to trouble Lao Tzu, so it's not a matter of course to pit her?

Don't think that if you're good-looking, I'm not going to destroy flowers.

Hua Fei got Feng Yong's confirmation, ran back to the city in a hurry, found his adult, and invited the merit, "Ah Da, then Feng Yong promised his daughter, just wait for tomorrow, and see how his daughter folds his prestige!" ”

These days, A-Da has suffered setbacks repeatedly, not only the Meng family has suffered heavy losses, but even Amu's clan has to bow to the Han people.

Of course, after all, Zhuge Ah Gong is leading the heavenly soldiers, so it is not a shame to bow to Zhuge Ah Gong.

But now that his family is going to live in Jincheng, in order not to be taken lightly, if he can convince the young hero of the first boy of the Han Dynasty, Langjun, the people of Jincheng will look at themselves differently and dare not bully their own family again.

"Really? That's good. Meng Shu smiled reluctantly, trying not to let Hua Wei see his strange appearance on his face.

However, Mrs. Zhurong nodded again and again, and encouraged, "Adepa's majesty will be played tomorrow." ”

Although Meng Shu is a barbarian king, within the Nanzhong clan, they are actually learning Chinese characters, learning Chinese, and assimilating in the direction of the Han family.

Therefore, many times their speech and habits on weekdays are no different from those of the Han people.

"My daughter understands."

Hua Fu nodded, and then said coquettishly, "Ah Da, my daughter made a bet with him, and he was willing to take out a treasure knife, saying that if he lost, he would give the treasure knife to his daughter." The daughter didn't want to lose face, so she also said that she would take out a BMW......"

"What BMW?"

Meng Shu suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Oh, it's Ah Da's BMW! That's a great sword! Ordinary BMW, how can a daughter get her hands on it? Besides, anyway, I'm sure I'll win tomorrow, how about Ah Da temporarily lend his daughter to BMW for half a day? ”

Meng Shu felt a pain in his heart!

"This ...... You just went to try it out with him, how did it turn into gambling? ”

Meng Shu asked unwillingly.

"It's what he said, saying that I asked him to fight, but he didn't make a bet, and it didn't follow the rules."

"What kind of rule is this?"

Meng Yu almost jumped to his feet, did this bastard kid deceive his daughter?

"Okay, okay, my daughter wants to use it, you give it to her."

Mrs. Zhurong, who was on the side, said, "It's just a horse on the left and right." ”

"What do you mean that left and right are just a horse...... Meng Huo just wanted to refute, and then saw Mrs. Zhurong's eyes, he understood in his heart, so he had to sigh, "Okay, you can take it tomorrow......"

Seeing his daughter go out happily, Meng Shu's face was full of guilt and remorse, "Madam, I dragged you down......"

Mrs. Zhurong shook her head, "She is the young monarch of the clan, and there are some things that must be undertaken by her." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Meng Shu and said, "Didn't I marry you for the sake of the clan back then?" ”

"But you've never entered the door of the Meng family!"

Meng Shu muttered.

"Now you have to enter even if you don't enter," Mrs. Zhurong sighed, "If you go to Jincheng, how can you still be as comfortable as now?" ”