Feng Mingxie is not shy and not taboo, but Lu Yixuan is not comfortable, the camp is not big, and being locked in a room with this son of heaven really makes her a little breathless and difficult to get along, especially this guy always loves to fight with open fire and plays tricks, you can't tell what is a joke and what is serious, inadvertent teasing and teasing call her, inexplicably annoying.

"Lord, you ......," she said to break the strange atmosphere.

"Huh?" There was a glimmer in his lazy eyes, and Lu Yixing's words were stuck, and even he didn't know why he seemed to bite the tip of his tongue.

"You're in the ring—"

Shhhhh ”

"Why do you want to help the courtier?" She can't hide her words, and it doesn't do any good to hide it in front of people who understand.

"Help?" Feng Mingxie finally turned his eyes and sat up, and the six men curled up into his robe with a soft cry, "This king is not helping you, he is helping himself." ”

Lu Yixuan didn't understand.

"If you don't have to be the leader, this year's school martial arts meeting is the world of the military department and the five military camps, and the participants are either their protégés or their nephews, although the five military camps are not stationed in the royal capital, they are closely related to the tiger guard," Feng Mingxi's fingertips gently combed the long hair of the six soldiers, not at all like talking about the layout of the imperial court, "In less than half a year, the imperial court will send Zhennan envoys to Huannan and Gan Shu to seal the great official power of Xinjiang, guess who?" The man raised his eyebrows and stretched, "Look at King Jin's chess move, it's really traceless and seamless, but it's a pity that this king doesn't like it." ”

He said that the wind is light, the sky is bright, Huannan and Gansu are close to Fengyang City, he doesn't want to find a diaphragm to sway in front of him every day, the man has no taste for deliberately obstructing at all, and he is rampant according to his own preferences, regardless of the pros and cons of your court, the struggle between the party and the masses, in short, whoever calls him Feng Mingxie is not happy, and he does not call you happy.

Lu Yixuan wanted to laugh a little, pure sneer, but this smile frowned, this little prince of Fengyang is so unconcealed in front of him, whether he treats her as a confidant or does not see her as a threat at all, if any of his words is called the Son of Heaven, the King of Jin, or the East Palace, even if any of the auxiliary ministers listens to it, a piece of impeachment will not have a good life.

Her suspicious gaze fell on the man's face, but she saw Feng Ming's evil expression lazy, and the six men in her arms suddenly landed at the tent door, and the sneaky footsteps outside left suddenly.

Someone eavesdropping?!

Lu Yixuan was shocked, and he was about to rush out of the camp tent after getting up, but his wrist was choked by Feng Mingxi.

The girl of the Lu family suddenly realized that this man did it on purpose, and those words were not said to her Lu Yixuan, but to those eight-eared spies on purpose.

"You've only watched a few good shows in this palace." It is difficult to be a gentleman on the wall, provocative and domineering, and a gentleman on the beam.

Lu Yixuan became more and more confused: "Why do you want to tell your courtiers this? "The more you know, the more dangerous you are.

"This king," Feng Mingxie's eyes were filled with interest, "I'm dragging you into the water." He confessed without realizing it.

Lu Yixin thought that her ears were not good and she heard it wrong, she walked on thin ice step by step, but Feng Mingxie, the bastard, relied on her own preferences to pull her into an unfathomable quagmire: "Wang-" Bastard!

Her words were stuck in her throat, and when the man raised his eyebrows and looked at her, her words turned sharply: "Lord Wang, you are really, seven tricks exquisite." She didn't smile.

"The whole world knows it." Feng Mingxie nodded in deep agreement.

Bah!

Lu Yixuan took a sip in his heart.

"Your Majesty will soon summon you, and the reward will follow, and you have fulfilled your wish in the first and second steps." Feng Mingxie liked to admire Lu Yixuan's suppressed anger at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and made the little girl's originally arrogant face even brighter.

"What's the first step, the second step," she simply pretended to be stupid, "the little prince spoke unfathomably. ”

Feng Mingxie glanced at her: "The Duke of Wei is on the cusp, and the daughter of the Lu family is famous in Shengjing." "The third step, the head of the school martial arts, can see the holy face of the Son of Heaven - there are only two reasons why a person wants to see the Ninety-Five Supreme, if he is not full of ambition and talent, he wants to show his ambitions, that is, he is wronged, he is wronged, and he wants to wash away the filth - what kind of Lu Yixuan belongs to can be imagined.

"The Son of Heaven has been in power for more than ten years, the government and the opposition are in power, foreign rebellions, some people make good use of Huairou, some people are roundabout, but the saint is also a human being, there are also joys, angers and sorrows, the anger of mediocrity does not shed blood, only tears, the anger of the Son of Heaven, no tears, only bloodshed, the bones are not cold, the blood travels thousands of miles, Lu Yixuan," Feng Mingxie paused for a moment, the eyes were slightly unhappy, and the frivolity and playfulness disappeared, "Have you had enough blood of the Lu family?" ”

The end note stopped abruptly, and it suddenly sounded like a cold horizontal knife in my ears, and I slashed it head!

The 80,000 soldiers in Lu Henian's hands were buried in the green mountains and wilderness, and under the anger of the Son of Heaven, the Lu family suffered a catastrophe, and there were more than 100 relatives and friends who were implicated, and the world was in chaos.

Lu Yixuan's face changed in shock, his throat was dry, and his messy footsteps outside had stopped in front of the tent.

"Xuan, Lu Yixuan, the Duke of Wei, will meet you immediately-"

The so-called bad things are about to end, good things are coming, Lu Yixuan won the top spot in front of everyone, naturally he wanted to give a reward, but he wanted to see this amazing little girl before the golden palace royal pen.

In the imperial study, the Ninety-Five Emperor was sitting in a precarious position, the fold in his hand was turned in half, and Lu Yixuan knelt respectfully at the bottom.

"Get up and talk back," the Son of Heaven is burly and full of temperament, and a glance in his eyes makes people dare not have half a point of presumptuousness, "I heard General Shi say, you have lived in Nanping for a long time, I don't know where you learned from this martial arts?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty," Lu Yixuan kowtowed and got up, "The courtiers were able to recover after two years of returning to Nanping, and there were a few artists in the theater of their hometown who taught some acrobatics to defend themselves. ”

"If you don't learn well," Tianzi smiled heartily, "If you don't do it, you will beat the arrogant young man in Shengjing City." "Emperor Lao'er seems to be in a good mood, "You are famous in the court today, inside and outside Shengjing, I can reward you with 100 pieces of silk and satin from the Duke of Wei's mansion, and ten boxes of gold, silver and jewelry." ”

Lu Yixuan knelt down again: "Courtier, don't be rewarded." ”

"Bold-" Before His Majesty could speak, Zhao Ke and Zhao Gonggong, who were accompanying him on the side, shouted loudly, in the world, who dares to refuse the reward of the Ninety-Five Supreme, this little girl is afraid that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.