The snow is falling, and the sky and the earth are vast.

Wisps of smoke rose like mysterious elves, dancing happily in the white clouds of snow and wind.

Liu Feng walked out of the tent and took a deep breath of the first snow, in that cold but fresh breath, there was a faint smell of meat. It's dusk at this moment, and it's time to bury the pot and make rice.

Seven days have passed since the first battle of Lushan, and Mi Fang's body and the battle report of victory have been sent to Xiakou, but after waiting for seven days, there is no fresh reaction, only Guan Yu received a simple general order, ordering him to continue to stick to the Lushan camp, and not to order him not to fight easily.

Those enemies hidden in the shadows did not make a move for the time being, and Liu Feng could only wait and see what happened.

He looked up at the vast sky, and the snowflakes the size of his fingernails danced mischievously on his face, and soon turned into a star of water by his body temperature, which was cool, but very pleasant.

A sudden first snow seemed to calm Liu Feng's mood a lot, and when he calmed down, he began to think about how to get rid of Liu Bei again. It's just that how to untie the dead knot of "Liu Bei's son" is indeed a racking of brains and can't figure it out.

Exhaled lightly, and the warm white air blew away the snowflakes on his face.

"The eldest prince of Qiyu, caught a guy who wanted to go from Lushan Mountain, we suspected that he was Cao Jun's meticulous work, but no matter how he interrogated, that person refused to say anything, and he had to see the eldest prince." A tun chief came to make a report.

Now that the north and the south are at war, the Yangtze River has been blocked, and no one is allowed to cross the river except with a concession pass. However, what made Liu Feng curious was why he had to see him.

"Bring him to me."

After Liu Feng gave the order, he turned around and returned to the big tent that was smoked by the fire, and the chill quickly dissipated.

After a cup of tea, the soldier was brought in.

"I heard that you were going to see me, but now that you do, you can confess." Liu Feng's attention has been focused on the "Commentary on Sun Tzu" on the case, and he didn't even raise his head.

I didn't hear the expected begging for mercy or anything else, but a strange sneer, the laughter was like a ghost wind coming in through the crack in the door, invading the body unconsciously, only making Liu Feng feel a bone-chilling chill on his back for an instant.

Liu Feng raised his head, and what came into his eyes was a short and thin middle-aged man, his beard was yellow and sparse, his skin was black and yellow, as if he had been lacking nutrition for a long time, his appearance was not only mediocre, but even a little ugly. However, if you look closely, those small eyes are half-open and half-closed, and there is a deep wrinkle on the flat forehead like a knife, as if it contains the gloomy vicissitudes of seeing through the world.

Intuition told Liu Feng that the unattractive man in front of him did not seem to be an idle person.

"Show this gentleman." Liu Feng's attitude became polite.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't understand why their eldest son was suddenly so polite to a fine work, but they didn't dare to disobey the order, so they had to add a futon next to the main case with a blank heart.

The middle-aged man was not polite at all, not only sat down calmly, but also said with a smile: "The weather is cold, and a cup of warm tea to ward off the cold is the way to hospitality." ”

This man was as if he had arrived at his own house, and even begged for tea, and the soldiers who escorted him were immediately angry, and were about to be reprimanded, but Liu Feng raised his hand and forbade it.

"Just pour him a cup of hot tea."

Liu Feng smiled slightly, and the eagle eyes were separated from the middle-aged man, and he was suspicious of this person's identity and origin.

The seat was also served, the tea was served, and the middle-aged man enjoyed it unceremoniously, as if everyone around him was transparent air, as if he didn't exist.

has been mixed around Liu Bei, Liu Feng has been trained to have a pair of fiery eyes, what is hypocritical acting, what is true expression, can not escape his keen eyes.

Therefore, Liu Feng could see that the mediocre-looking man in front of him was following his surname, and it was difficult to see the flaws of the slightest bluff.

Seeing that the middle-aged man's chill had been removed, Liu Feng arched his hand and asked, "Under Liu Feng, I haven't asked Mr. Gao's name yet." ”

The middle-aged man still lowered his head and drank tea, as if he hadn't heard Liu Feng speak, and after a while, he slowly squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Pang Tong." ”

Pang Tong!

The name of thunder brought a deep shock to Liu Feng in an instant, he really didn't expect that the person sitting in front of him at this moment turned out to be the legendary phoenix chick who was as famous as Zhuge Liang.

What a surprise. ’

After Pang Tong reported to his family, all Liu Feng's previous speculations were clear, and the strange person in front of him was a master who could influence the situation in the world, and it was reasonable that the words and deeds of the master were a little strange.

Liu Feng hurriedly got up and bowed: "It turned out to be Mr. Shiyuan, Feng has admired him for a long time, I don't know if Mr. is coming, please forgive me for the rudeness." ”

Pang Tong has the self-confidence of a master, but it does not mean that he is not polite, seeing that Liu Feng is polite, he also stood up and returned the salute: "Tong is just an idle cloud and wild crane, General Liu is serious." Tong just wanted to take advantage of the westward journey, and I don't know if General Liu could let him go. ”

From Lushan West to Wulin, where is Cao Ying's base camp, does Pang Tong want to go to Cao Ying's trip?

When his mind was flying, Liu Feng suddenly thought of something. He remained silent for the time being, but his face was embarrassed: "If it is normal, I will personally send Mr. all the way, but now the waters of Jiangxia have been blocked by martial law, and anyone who wants to cross the river must have a concession pass." But my husband has no such certificate, and if I let him go west, I am afraid that I will violate the military order. ”

Liu Feng found such an excuse, it couldn't be that he wanted to leave Pang Tong temporarily, he had always hoped that there would be a wise and profound person to guide him, and the Feng Xiao who came to the door in front of him was an excellent candidate, since he had met, how could Liu Feng easily let him go.

Pang Tong's shriveled lips squirmed slightly, he took out a silk book from his arms, and said with a smile: "I was in a hurry when I left, and I didn't have time to apply for any passes, but this thing may allow General Liu to let me go." ”

Liu Feng took the silk book, and when he unfolded it, it was a short letter, and the handwriting of the letter looked a little familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, it turned out to be Zhuge Liang's handwriting.

There is only a short line on the letter: The opportunity for success or failure depends on Shiyuan, and it must be released.