"You're just bringing back such a letter?"

In the big tent of the dome, Han Chang grabbed the letter that Han Sui had put aside after reading it, and after a few hasty glances, he stared at Yan Gui with a sneer and said.

The people who sat around Yan Gui were all the heroes of Jincheng and Longxi, as well as the Qianghu adults from various tribes, and they looked at Yan Gui with indifference in their eyes, although their father Yan Feng was old, he could only sit at the end of the seat and sit with the ordinary Qianghu adults.

This made Yan Gui, who had just returned to Han Sui's army, feel very uncomfortable, but it was a pity that his father, who was resourceful in Yan Gui's eyes, was silent at this time, leaving himself alone in the tent to deal with everyone's slightly hostile questioning.

"Yes." Yan Gui said respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, Han Chang's roar suddenly exploded.

"Bold, you dare to lie to me, the people who went with you clearly recognized you when they saw that Yan Xing, and took you out of the barracks for a whole day, since you are children of the same clan and old acquaintances, how could you only tell you this!"

This roar frightened Yan Gui's soul away, and as soon as his legs weakened, he immediately fell to his knees in the tent.

Han Chang wanted to threaten Han Chang a few more words, but was stopped by Han Sui behind him.

"Zhong Gao, step down!"

As soon as Han Chang heard Han Sui's rather majestic voice, he knew that it was time for him to step down, and he glared at Yan Gui with a calm gaze, and then returned to his seat.

After Han Chang retreated to his seat, Han Sui slowly spoke, asking Yan Gui, who had been frightened by Han Chang.

"Since Yan Xing also recognized you as a disciple of the Yan family and took you away to the barracks, then you can tell me what you saw and heard in his camp!"

"No!"

Yan Gui hurriedly explained the situation he saw in the camp with strong armor, strong men and horses, sufficient grain and grass, and mountains of heavy war equipment, and what Yan Xing said to him, including the situation in the Kanto region, was also roughly restored by Yan Gui.

Of course, Yan Gui deliberately omitted the last paragraph before leaving.

After listening to Yan Gui's narration, Han Sui at the top no longer asked, but deliberately looked at the other Haoqiang at the bottom.

Obviously, Yan Gui, a chess piece used to spy on the enemy's reality and shake the opponent's army's heart, did not play the slightest role in the camp of the Hedong army, but was seized by Yan Xing to take advantage of it, so that Yan Gui brought back what he wanted to know to himself.

Han Sui has been in the cold for more than ten years, and although the punch he made was empty, he was not discouraged at all, but he wanted to take this opportunity to see if the other heroes under his command had other plans in their hearts.

As far as the eye could see, no one dared to look at Han Sui.

And there was nothing unusual in the expressions and demeanors of the various heroes, although they were also surprised that the current opponent was once one of them, but no one would come up with any unrealistic ideas at this time.

The same is true for Li Piao, Yan Feng and others.

Han Sui quickly withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, he looked at Yan Gui who fell to the ground, smiled, returned to the previous style of a kind elder, and smiled indifferently:

"Get up, your envoy this time can be regarded as meritorious, and I will go out of the tent to pick a good horse in my stable, and it will be regarded as a reward for you."

"Thank you, General, thank you, General!"

Yan Gui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the whole person was a little more relaxed, and hurriedly thanked him, and then withdrew from the tent tremblingly under the intertwined eyes of the powerful and adults.

When he arrived at the tent door, Yan Gui couldn't help but glance at his father, but unfortunately Yan Feng kept his eyes and nose and heart, and didn't say a word, as if he was only a clay puppet for display.

Yan Gui didn't dare to look at it more, and walked out of the big tent quickly.

After Yan Gui left, Han Sui got up with a smile, came to the middle of many heroes and adults, and said with a big laugh:

"My generation has been in the cool land for more than ten years, and I thought that the heroes of the cool land were all in it, but I didn't expect that there were people like Yan Yanming, who were originally born among my generation, which is also an unexpected joy, haha!"

He laughed and looked at everyone, and suddenly the conversation changed again, and Sen Ran said:

"However, since ancient times, it has been 'seeking fame but not being able to, or wanting to cover it and make a name for yourself'. Yan Xing, this kid, thought that if my generation saw that he had enough soldiers and enough food in his camp, he would be able to give both grace and power, and retreat from my Liangdi army without a fight, isn't this just bullying me and no one in Liangdi! ”

"So, gentlemen, it's time for us to march into Chang'an!"

···

After Yan Gui received the reward, he hurriedly returned to his father's tent and waited, but Yan Feng just didn't arrive. It wasn't until nightfall that Yan Feng dragged his tired body back into the tent.

Ten years have passed, although Yan Feng has become a member of the clan and no longer has a humble status in front of people, his appearance is still cold, his triangular eyes are slightly squinted, the beard on his mouth is sparse, and the whole person looks much older.

He glanced at his own son, Yan Gui, who hurriedly stepped forward to help his father take off his leather armor, saber, and boots, and waited for Yan Feng to sit on the Hu bed.

"In the tribe brought by the clan, two more animals died today. Alas, there has not been much good time in the cool land in the past few years, and if this battle is not finished quickly, the clan will have to be dragged down sooner or later. ”

Yan Feng rubbed his knees, sighed, and said helplessly to Yan Gui.

Every time Han Sui went to war, the Yan family had to send troops to accompany the army, but because the Yan family had a low status in the Han Sui army and did not make any great achievements, the army occasionally won battles, and the troops with the army could not share much spoils.

When Yan Gui heard this, the original restless and floating heart also sank.

He remembered the scene when he saw his father in the tent during the day, it turned out that his father, who was known as resourceful in the clan, couldn't even say a word in Han Sui's dome tent, and could only stand side by side with those Qianghu adults who smelled of sheep, and he didn't even dare to look at himself when he left.

Thinking of this in his heart, a bitter taste slowly bloomed in Yan Gui's taste buds.

And the declining situation of the Yan family, Yan Gui, who has followed his father since childhood, also feels the same way.

If it was in the past, he himself was powerless to recover this decline, but this time, he immediately thought of what Yan Xing had said to him before he left, and his heart suddenly became eager.

Isn't this what I was waiting for my father to come back for?

"My lord, maybe our Yan family still has a chance!"

Yan Gui eagerly leaned over to his father's lap, took out a small gift box from his body like a trick, and whispered:

"You told me before, if it's really your own family, test the other party's mind. The hussar general said when the child was leaving, "The brother is against the wall, and he is insulted from outside." This is what he asked me to give to you secretly. ”

Hearing Yan Gui's words, Yan Feng, who seemed to be old and tired, suddenly raised his head, a pair of triangular eyes revealed a fine light, and muttered:

"That's what he said?"

"Exactly, the hussar general said it himself in front of the child."

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Yan Feng even said a few good words, and a smile finally appeared on his silent face, after all, he was so tired now, after all, he was still suffering from heart disease.

The Yunwu Yan family is declining more and more under Han Sui, but when they are replaced by the powerful and popular Yan Xing, how can they, the enemies who fought with their father and son in the clan back then, end up with any benefit.

This battle, whether it is won or lost, is destined to become more and more difficult in the future.

And this heavy heart disease had already weighed down Yan Feng in his heart, so much so that when he saw the two dead livestock in his camp, he couldn't help but think of himself.

I don't know when I will be like those two animals, I will be slowly exhausted, swallow my last breath with difficulty, and then die in some unknown corner.

And now, his eldest son has brought him a glimmer of hope.

As if he had glimpsed a glimmer of light in the long dark night, Yan Feng eagerly grabbed the gift box in his eldest son's hand, and then snatched it into his arms, eager to open it.

It's just that he noticed something again in an instant while holding the gift box, his face sank, he stopped the movements in his hand, and turned to stare at his eldest son Yan Gui and asked:

"What else did he say?"

Yan Gui was frightened by his father's startled reaction, and was stunned for a moment, and only after recovering his senses did he mutter:

"No, it's gone!"

"What else is there?"

"Nope."

"Did he really give it to you with his own hands?"

"yes. Your Excellency—"

Yan Gui looked at his father suspiciously, he really didn't understand how his father suddenly became nervous, although he didn't have any outstanding talents, but he had always been very steady in doing things, could he still doubt himself.

Just as he was about to ask the reason out loud, Yan Feng interrupted him again, his eyes were stern, and he asked solemnly:

"Have you ever opened this box yourself? Is there anyone else who knows? ”

"No, the sealing mud on this box is still there, it has always been hidden by the child, and it has not been discovered by the accompanying people along the way, and the child will never dare to deceive the adult."

"That's good!" Yan Feng casually threw the gift box aside and said solemnly:

"The Han family has already ordered that they will march tomorrow, and from now on, you will rot this matter in your stomach and forget about this box, as if everything had never happened at all. Also, these days, you are honest in the army, stay in the camp when you set up camp, don't go anywhere, don't go to anyone who comes to see you, leave it to the rest of the clan to deal with, you know? ”

"Why do you want to-" Hearing Yan Feng's words, Yan Gui, who was still eager just now, suddenly seemed to be poured a basin of cold water, he knew that he had to act secretly, but he didn't know why his father wanted to do this himself?

He wanted to ask, but when he saw that his father's gaze was becoming more and more stern, he didn't dare to ask again, so he could only whisper a promise.

"The child knows."

"Okay, then you go down!"

Yan Feng waved his hand and drove the unhappy Yan Gui out of the tent, and at this time, he was the only one left in the entire military tent.

After waiting for a while, Yan Feng got up again, walked to the gift box tremblingly, and carefully held it on the desk, the whole process of action was very slow, obviously the gift box was very light and light, but in Yan Feng's hands, it was as heavy as a rock.

Under the dim and flickering fire, Yan Feng stretched out his calloused and wrinkled old hands, shaved off the sealing mud with a slight tremble, and slowly lifted the lid of the box.