East District of the county seat.

In front of a small and clean courtyard, the door is closed. Four guards with knives with calm eyes stood guard at the door. Pedestrians in the distance passed by in twos and threes, and occasionally a curious person glanced at this side, then stopped looking, turned his head and hurried away.

can have a temperance to make the soldiers under the command of the adults guard the door for them, and the residents inside are obviously not ordinary people, and no one dares to come and snoop for no reason, so as not to make themselves uncomfortable.

A moment later, an ordinary-looking four-wheeled carriage approached unhurriedly from a distance, followed by a dozen elite cavalrymen in helmets and armor. The leader of the captain has eyes like lightning, and his tower-like body is as steady as a mountain on horseback, exuding an aura full of oppression.

When the carriage came to the gate of the courtyard, the driver jumped out of the carriage and removed the stepping stool. A white-clothed girl with bright eyes and bright teeth and a delicate face carried a delicate food box, opened the curtain of the carriage door, and walked down to the side. Then a young man in brocade clothes and eyes like paint came out.

Qin Feng stepped out of the carriage and looked around, the streets in the distance were full of pedestrians, many vendors were selling along the streets, and the bustling noise came and went, a prosperous scene of prosperity.

It was only a few days before the fighting subsided, and everything in the county town returned to normal, and the people of Li worked at sunrise and sunset as usual, no different from the peaceful years. I have to sigh at the adaptability of all living beings.

"Childe ......"

Seeing that he was stunned, Zhang Qiuyun next to him called softly.

Qin Feng came back to his senses and smiled calmly: "Okay, let's go in." ”

The guard at the door bowed slightly, pushed the door open and welcomed him in.

In a neatly and elegantly furnished room, a short-haired and thin man with clear facial features and bright eyes sat at a table, contemplating a game of Go and silent, while two gray-clothed servants stood silently in the corner.

"Mr. Zhu, Childe has come to visit you." A servant woman in her thirties came in to report.

The man raised his head calmly, and saw Qin Feng walking in, with an easy-going smile in his eyes: "Mr. is really good Yaxing." ”

"The prisoner of the stairs is bored for a long time, so you have to find something to do."

The man said lightly and put down the chess pieces in his hand: "If the son is interested, why don't you accompany him to play a few games?" ”

Qin Feng came over and glanced at it casually, shook his head and said, "I'm not good at chess, so I won't show ugliness in front of Mr." ”

This man is General Meng Luo's former staff and military advisor: Zhu Yuntai. On the same day, Zhao Yuanjin led his troops to attack Yangcheng County at night, and after taking the county in one fell swoop, he arrested the court officials and generals in the city. Except for Dong Lin, the county magistrate, and a small number of officials who died on the spot, most of them were taken prisoner.

Zhao Yuanjin's handling measures are very simple: those who surrender can be spared death, and those who refuse to obey their orders will be killed!

With the knife on the neck, there were far fewer people who dared to be loyal to the end than imagined, and most of the officials chose to give in and change their positions to serve Zhao Yuanjin. Anyway, now that the imperial court is in decline, the world is full of dragons and snakes, and it is inevitable to change the dynasty.

At that time, Zhu Yuntai did not let go, Zhao Yuanjin sent someone to persuade him to no avail, so he planned to punish him properly, but it was Qin Feng's intercession that allowed him to temporarily avoid the fate of the knife and axe.

While the two were talking, Zhang Qiuyun opened the food box, took out a few delicate dishes and set them on another table, as well as a pot of rice wine.

Then she winked, and the servants and maids in the room withdrew.

"Sir hasn't eaten yet, how many drinks will we have together?" Qin Feng said gently.

Zhu Yuntai nodded, and the two sat down at the table, eating and talking.

The ancients paid attention to "don't talk about sleep, don't talk about food", but it is not absolute, and many times it is normal to talk about wine and talk about ancient and modern times.

“…… I already know the meaning of Childe's coming. ”

Zhu Yuntai put down his wine glass and looked at Qin Feng with his eyes: "I have been introspecting myself these days, and I have figured out some truths. It's just that there are still some difficulties, and I hope that Childe can solve my doubts. ”

"Sir, but it doesn't hurt to say that." Qin Feng said disapprerovingly.

"If I am willing to change my mind, I don't know if I will serve the Lord of the Temperance in the future, or will I serve you, Childe?" Zhu Yuntai's words made the atmosphere steeply subtle.

It was a pity that he didn't see any change in Qin Feng's expression, as if this question, which sounded a little striking, and a little sensitive, was insignificant at all.

"Of course, it's for me, and it has nothing to do with that festival envoy." Qin Feng said lightly.

Zhu Yuntai looked stunned, as if looking at him in disbelief.

With the careful mind of this well-educated man, he had guessed beforehand, but he still didn't know for sure. With the prevailing values of this era, it would seem a bit perverse for a courtier to meet with an enemy captive and say such things openly.

"It seems that Gongzi's status in the Zhao army is really extraordinary, and I should have thought of this layer when I was able to save my life from the sword of the Jiedu Envoy."

Zhu Yuntai was silent for a long time before he said, "Is the son planning to stand on his own?" It's just that now the festival has made the adults win consecutive battles, and their prestige is increasing day by day, and I am afraid that there is little hope of success. ”

Qin Feng secretly said in his heart: Without my help, Zhao Yuanjin would have died in the hands of Meng Luo, and now I am afraid that I will not even be able to find the bones and slag.

Of course, there is no need to elaborate on this now, he just said: "I have no intention of betraying Zhao Yuanjin, as long as he does not live up to me, I will not fail him." The reason why I kept Mr. was because I cherished my talents, and secondly, I was not familiar with life here, and some affairs needed to be managed by a competent person for me. I hope that Mr. will help me. ”

This Zhu Yuntai is also a well-known talent in Luojing, but because of bad luck, he has never had a career in office. It is said that in the early years, he and that Cao Yun still had a friendship with classmates, but later the other party became a monk and became Zhang Minxin's confidant, so the two became strangers and never had any contact with each other.

Qin Feng shuttled back and forth between the two realms, and as the resources in his hands became more and more huge, it was impossible to do everything himself, so he had to start looking for some suitable candidates to help him take care of it.

Considering the issue of secrecy, it is not easy to arrange it in his original world for a while, but there are many fewer scruples here.

After reading the information about Zhu Yuntai, Qin Feng started to think. Meng Luo did not taste a defeat in the first two years of his expedition to various places, except that he himself is indeed a general, and it is not unrelated to this person's central planning and strategizing. If he can be persuaded to play for himself, the benefits are obvious.

Zhu Yuntai's eyes were deep, and he muttered: "I owe my son a life, if it's just this request, it's okay to agree." It's just that if the heroes rise together today, and the beacon fires continue, how far can the adults go, I'm afraid the son will have to think carefully and take precautions. ”

He is still not very optimistic about Zhao Yuanjin's future, the world will fight for the dragon, and if he doesn't succeed, he will die, if Zhao Yuanjin is likely to be defeated, where should Qin Feng go, he has to be prepared now.

Zhu Yuntai didn't want to succeed Meng Luo, and the second owner he served for was also killed because he stood on the wrong team.

"Originally, Mr. said nothing wrong, but since I appeared, then Zhao Yuanjin is naturally the next generation of true dragon emperors, and it is just around the corner to set the country and create a new dynasty." Qin Feng said lightly.

Zhu Yuntai only felt that the sky was thundering in his heart, shouldn't this son have a problem with his brain? Since ancient times, it has been difficult to ask from heaven, before the final result comes out, who dares to say that the true dragon in the world belongs? Even the first assistant in the court, the princes of the feudal towns with heavy troops in various places, and the immortal power of the hidden sect did not dare to say such a thing, what did this Qin Feng rely on?

Looking at Zhu Yuntai's incredible eyes, Qin Feng didn't care, took out a roll of drawings and handed it over: "Sir, look at this, you should understand that what I said is true." ”