Chapter 4: The Initial Contest

Feng He followed behind Shu Rong, pondering the past and present lives as he walked, but heard a coquettish voice from the hall in front of him: "How did you do it as a helper?" Can't even do ordinary etiquette? ”

Listening to the voice, it should be Waji's, could it be that this evil woman has come to the palace?

Fenghe circled around the palace a few times, and finally mustered up the courage to step into the main hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo! Who is this? Is it so rude to meet the Great Chief? It was Wa Ji who spoke, and her face was so stiff that she saw that Feng He was not dead, and her face was green to her grandmother's house.

But in the face of Emperor Jiequ and Shurong, she didn't dare to behave too presumptuously, and she didn't dare to mention the war in her weak heart.

Fenghe has always been very well-behaved in front of Jiequ, and in his previous life, he always had a feeling of maternal love for Jiequ, so he didn't immediately fight back against Waji, nor did he mention the invasion of the Shanqiao clan.

Raising his head, Fenghe first glanced at Jiequ, and saw that the Emperor Jiequ was looking at him lovingly, like looking at his own child.

But at this look, Feng He, who had Meng Ran's soul, trembled.

He found that Jiequ's appearance was too similar to Zeng Xiu, and he wondered if Zeng Xiu had crossed over to Jiequ's body?

"I've seen the Great Chief of the Festival!" Feng He was thinking about Zeng Xiu in his heart, and his voice changed when he lowered his head to say hello to the festival.

Jiequ was still smiling, stretched out his hand and pointed to a wooden shelf next to him, and said, "Let's lean on it first!" ”

At that time, there were no tools for sitting, tables and chairs were invented thousands of years later, and even simple couches were not available.

Glancing at the rattan shelf, he leaned his body upward, he couldn't help but lean on, this was the etiquette at that time, otherwise he would have done too much.

"Here you come! Let me introduce to you, this is the new chief of the Nuwa clan, Wa Ji, and this is the ......" Jie Qu said this deliberately, she knew that the two of them not only knew each other but also did not deal with each other very much.

It's just that she also has a purpose in doing this, she wants Fenghe to have a good relationship with the leaders of the major clans of the opposition led by Wa Ji.

In the eyes of Jiequ, from the time he was an adult, she had already cultivated him as a future successor.

She knew that this kid was born with a smart mind, quick wit, and great bravery.

But now he doesn't follow the right path, he looks bored all day long, and he never cares about any political affairs, which also makes Jiequ feel a headache.

Feng He feels that the mud can't hold up the wall, but she doesn't understand that this is exactly the strategy adopted by Feng He, he is waiting for the opportunity and secretly accumulating strength.

Jiequ's words were interrupted by Wa Ji, and she said to Jiequ with a look of contempt: "Emperor Jiequ, I don't want to be in the company of this kind of person, so as not to stain my reputation, our Nuwa clan has been a re-emerging clan in the past hundred years, and it is like some losers who have nothing to do all day long, are cowardly and afraid of things, and ruined the name of Da Fuxi in vain!" ”

Her words not only made the wind harmonious, but also made the festival unable to get off the stage.

But the festival song is the festival song after all, and it is the emperor of the joint regime of the Dafuxi Nuwa clan for many years, and the smile on his face is still there.

"What Chief Waji said is very true, but we are a family, you still have to help him more in the future, no matter how you Nuwa clan and Fuxi clan are also two big families who have been married for more than a thousand years!"

As soon as the words came out, Wa Ji's face softened slightly, but she still said disdainfully: "Today's Fuxi women are incompetent, what can their men do, how many years, since Huang'an, there is no male in the Fuxi clan, and it is even more impossible to become an emperor, isn't this sad?" ”

In fact, Wa Ji is telling the truth, but when she hears it in the rhythm and the wind and her ears, it is like a needle prick.

Wa Ji's other meaning is even more ruthless, she brought out Huang An, the emperor who was killed by Li Lu's volcanic design because of her womanhood, and the implication is that Feng He is not as good as Huang An.

However, this sinister and cunning woman, who did not mention the wind and the resistance to the Shanqiao clan this time, was the only one who returned with honor, and her intention was even more obvious.

The wind and anger are extreme, but they endure it in front of the festival.

He didn't mention the battle with the Shanqiao clan this time, and he had a flash of inspiration, but he thought of Wa Ji's weakness.

So, he turned to the verse and said: "Although some people are women, they really tarnish the reputation of the maternal line, and a good woman is not appropriate, but they swear not to find a man for the rest of their lives, this is also what a woman, especially a female chief, should do?" ”

As soon as Wa Ji heard the wind and uncover her scars, she was immediately furious, and said angrily: "You, you kid wait for me, see how I clean you up in the future!" ”

She is afraid of the wind and saying something ugly, and she also knows that Jiequ is a hug of Fenghe, and if she continues to talk about it, Jiequ will not only not help herself, but also watch her own jokes.

It is true that as the head of the matrilineal clan, she should not have taken the lead in not marrying for life, which was a big taboo in the society at that time.

Wa Ji twisted her fat hips and fell away.

Looking at her back, Fenghe snorted at her, his eyes hateful.

Jiequ is still not angry, it is really good-tempered, and after Wa Ji left, he did not show anger towards Wa Ji.

Fenghe said: "That is, the emperor, you have a good temper and can tolerate her, in other words, if I am the emperor, I will be the first to split her, and then hang it on the big tree to dry!" ”

"Ruthless!" Jiequ clapped his hands, stood up from the rattan bed he was lying on, and walked in front of Fenghe.

Shu Rong saw that Wa Ji was gone, so he took a step forward and came to Jiequ's side and whispered in her ear for a while.

After hearing the song, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly ordered the helpers on the left and right to retreat, and then called Fenghe to the front.

"What the Minister of Parliament said is true?" Jiequ's eyes were full of anger as she looked at Fenghe.

Fenghe had never seen this mother-like woman so radiant, and it seemed that she was really angered by Waji's shameful behavior.

He hurriedly said: "Emperor Jiequ, I swear by the totem of the Fuxi clan, what I said to the Minister of Parliament is absolutely true, I have heard the Wa Ji brothers and sisters say it with my own ears. ”

"Wa Ji is really a wolf with ambition, I said how she came to the imperial capital for no reason today, it turns out that she knew that you are not dead, and came to test my tone in advance."

"But she never expected that Fenghe would come to the Imperial Palace at this time." Shu Rong patted the rattan bed he was sitting on.

Jiequ laughed angrily, and said to Fenghe: "You go back for the time being, you must not mention the invasion of the Shanqiao clan in front of outsiders, I think Wa Ji will also be more restrained, and there will be no more actions to frame you in a short time." ”

Shu Rong also said: "Exactly, you can't be the same as before in the future, Emperor Jiequ and I are very optimistic about you." ”

Looking at Shu Rong, he cast a look of trust and gratitude, and then he turned around and saluted Emperor Jiequ, and left the imperial capital.

The rest of the matter will be handed over to Jiequ and Shurong and other ministers of parliament to deal with, judging from his current status, he still says less and does more, and tries not to interfere in the internal affairs of the imperial capital.