The generals are all heroes who have been through a hundred battles and survived from the edge of the knife, they have the blood of the country, the armor and the horses, and the majesty, where can the lowly prostitutes in this dust land blaspheme?!

Mother Jin is a little embarrassed, after all, if you want to say lowly, the people on her floor are not high, this is just a gimmick to attract benefactors, who knew that this son was so serious that people couldn't get off the stage in person.

The room was quiet for a while, and the maid in her armor didn't know where to go.

Feng Yue looked at it, sat up from the soft couch slowly, blinked and asked, "Childe doesn't let the slave family act?" ”

"Yes." One word, sonorous and powerful, full of domineering.

Fengyue "giggled" and laughed: "This is troublesome, the play was prepared by Mother Jin half a month ago, and she invited a lot of noble people." Several adults have called names to see, what do you say? ”

Glancing at her lightly, Yin Gezhi said calmly, "They won't come to see." ”

So sure?

Mother Jin was not convinced, shook her handkerchief and smiled: "This son, you can't talk too much." Although the slave family doesn't know what your identity is, even if you are a saint today, you can't control the people below to relax. Besides, we have a lot of guests here, can you still block the door and prevent them from entering? ”

Without saying anything more, Yin Gezhi stood up and left.

"Hey?" Mother Jin was a little unhappy, and watched the person walk out and go downstairs before she spoke: "Who is this?" Do you really think you're amazing? Looking at Wenwen's weakness, he doesn't look like a general, so wide? ”

The door closed, Feng Yue let out a long breath, and after a while, he chuckled: "He is indeed not a general." ”

"I'll just say, that weak look......"

"Have you heard of the Battle of Nanqi?" Tilting her head, Fengyue asked.

Mother Jin paused, waved her hand to let the maids next to her go down, and then sat next to Fengyue, and said in a low voice: "Why did you mention this stubble?" ”

Fengyue is a native of Wei, and Mother Jin knows that there seem to be many stories behind her, and Mother Jin has never asked. Unexpectedly, today, she talked about the affairs of Wei by herself.

Five years ago, Wei killed 30,000 elites of Qi with 10,000 troops on the border of Qi and Wei, shocked the king of Qi and shocked the country. Jin's mother is a native of Qi, and she naturally knows about that battle, and the folk rumors are boiling, saying that Qi originally knew the grain transportation route of Wei and planned to rob grain and grass, but who knew that she just ran into Wei's reinforcements.

Who knew that Wei reacted very quickly, taking advantage of the terrain of Nanqi and the surprise of Qi State, turning the inferior into good, and bravely killing the enemy, although 7,000 soldiers were lost, but 30,000 elites of Qi State, few survived.

Because of the bloody battle in the land of Nanqi, Qi began to send envoys to negotiate peace with Wei, and the relationship between the two countries eased, and the people on the border of Qi and Wei lived in peace for more than two years.

"If there is no such battle, the State of Qi should join forces with the State of Wu to attack Wei in the future." Feng Yue said: "I'm afraid that the Wei State is not only cutting the land now, but I am afraid that the country will also be difficult to survive." ”

"I understand the reason, but what are you doing with this?" Mother Kim looked dazed.

Lowering her eyes, Feng Yue smiled: "Because the person who led the 10,000 reinforcements of Wei four years ago was the son just now." At that time, he had just weakened the crown. ”

Her heart shook violently, and Mother Jin's pupils shrank, looking at her in disbelief!

How can it be!

"It's true that he wasn't a general, but he went to the battlefield a lot, and every time he carried a long knife and killed the enemy at the forefront."

A lot of images came to mind, and Feng Yue squinted.

The battle flag and robe of the Wei State are all crimson, and the man prefers to wear a silver armor, which is very eye-catching on the battlefield, so that the generals on the opposite side always shout: "Kill the one wearing silver armor for me first!" ”

How rampant the prince of Yin is, the more people he faces, the more fearless he becomes, a glaive long knife goes straight to the head of the enemy soldier, and the blood splashes everywhere he passes, and the blood spills on his face, and his eyes are brighter.

"I prefer this armor, if you are envious, you can come and get it!" The voice was cold, but it echoed throughout the battlefield, sonorous as gold.

It was true that the enemy general wanted to kill him, but unfortunately, Yin Gezhi's kung fu was not only unfathomable, but the silver armor was even more hard, and even the arrows with iron heads could only have a crisp echo, and they couldn't hurt him for half a point.

What's even more infuriating is that when they tried their best to break through the defense of Wei and wanted to kill the Wei general, that Yin Gezhi actually pulled his bow directly, and at a distance of ten zhang, an arrow shot through the head of the general on their side!

The blood sprayed into rain in the sun, and in a stunned state, the eldest prince of the Wei State was expressionless, slowly stretched out his hand, and hooked his finger at them:

Come, kill me?

The blood wind swept by, and the silver-armored god of war under the crimson battle flag was like frost and silently arrogant.

At that time, Yin Gezhi was the most domineering man Guan Fengyue had ever seen, and all the people of Wei had a consensus - as long as the eldest prince was there, they would never lose.

Indeed, for a long time, as long as Yin Gezhi took the lead in the battle, there was never a defeat, the people of Wei supported him, and the emperor also assured him to lead the troops, large and small battles, Yin Gezhi was the person who best understood what it was like to lick blood on the battlefield. He was not unwounded, and even said that he would be injured in every battle, but he was fearless, and even used himself as a tactical arrangement to attract the enemy.

With such a person, how could Wei lose?

But it is a pity that Wei lost, lost in the mountain ghost valley of Pyeongchang, and lost in the letter of "General Guanda" collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country.

Her throat tightened slightly, Feng Yue came back to her senses, and looked at Mother Jin pitifully: "My hand hurts so much." ”

When she woke up from the shock, Mother Jin's expression was still a little sluggish, and the heavy makeup on her face looked stiff, and she hurriedly said, "I'll ask Lingshu to get you some painkillers, you can bear with it." ”

As he spoke, he staggered open the door and went out.

The room fell silent, and Feng Yue turned her head sideways and glanced at the silver armor placed next to her.

She also had a suit of armor, silver-red, on which I don't know how much enemy blood was splashed, and I don't know how much of her own blood was stained.

But now, she really doesn't deserve to wear this again.

With a low chuckle, Fengyue shrugged her shoulders, shook her head and stopped thinking about it, relieved herself, lay down and continued to rest.

In the next few days, Yin Gezhi did not dream of returning to the building, probably knowing that she could not pick up customers, so there was no need to come.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when I dreamed of returning to the building to open the stage performance, Feng Yue's hand was not opened, only wrapped lightly, and her fingers could move, and she could barely hold a fake knife.

"Are you all ready?" Seeing that the hour was almost up, Mother Jin shouted behind the table in the lobby: "It's about to open the door to pick up customers, don't mess up!" ”

"Yes." A group of little goblins bent their knees, swept Fengyue in the corner with sharp eyes, and whispered, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" ”

Sitting in a chair in her regular clothes, Feng Yue looked in the direction of the door and said softly, "Don't you think it's strange? ”

"What?"

"At this time of year, there are already a lot of sedan chairs outside." Fengyue said: "But today, except for some wandering people, there is nothing outside." ”

Only those who have a sedan chair have an identity, and the play of Mother Jin is specially prepared for people with status, so when they heard this, everyone panicked and ran out to watch it.

The night of Zhaoyao Street is very lively, and it is not without guests to dream of returning to the door of the building, but the usual bright and luxurious sedan chairs have not been seen today.

"This ......" Mother Jin was dumbfounded, thought for a while, and glanced at Fengyue in horror.

She knew that the master was powerful in the Wei Kingdom, but this was the boundary of the Wu Kingdom, and the people she invited were all people with heads and faces, how could she really come as he said, not a single one?

Fengyue is also very strange, Yin Gezhi doesn't care about Wei State, and his status is outstanding. But in Wu State, he is just a proton, why can he still call the wind and rain?

Really curious, Feng Yue couldn't care about anything else, pinched the fake knife and stuffed it into Lingshu's hand, and then went upstairs to change clothes, climb over the wall, and go straight to the envoy's mansion.

As mentioned earlier, Yin Gezhi was the one who was captured by General Yi and taken back as a hostage, but he didn't know what Wu was afraid of him, so he didn't lock him up, but treated him as an envoy of Wei, let him live in the envoy's mansion, eat and drink well, and did not restrict his freedom.

Protons are so awesome, maybe they will stop there.

There are many sedan chairs outside the minister's mansion, not only sedan chairs, but also many carriages with copper tigers and copper cranes standing on the top. Feng Yue hid beside her, and watched those people dragging their families and mouths, and walked to the envoy's mansion one after another.

What's going on? What about the fair?

Seeing that she was really puzzled, Feng Yue looked at the person behind her, and simply mixed in and pretended to be a maid, and walked in with her head down.

The envoy's mansion did not receive it, and there were no domestic slaves and maids everywhere, and this group of dignitaries and dignitaries were all consciously walking towards the main courtyard. Feng Yue glanced at it, there were many familiar faces, most of them were frequent visitors who dreamed of returning to the building, but there were also many people who had never seen before.

The door was open, and Yin Ge sat on the main seat, and the banquet was set up in unison. When everyone entered, regardless of their official positions, their ages and their ages, they all bowed their heads: "Your Highness is polite." ”

The corners of Fengyue's mouth twitched.

Last time, the prince of Wu called him His Royal Highness, she still felt that people were graceful, but she never thought that this civil and military official of Wu State would also shout like this?

Brain-broken?

"I've only posted three posts in the next place, and I never thought that all the adults were here." Yin Ge bowed his head and saluted: "It's really lifting." ”

"It's us who bothered you." The fat man in front of him smiled and said: "I shouldn't have come to the door so cheekily, but I heard that His Highness has the intention of accepting apprentices...... The son of the lower official intends to join the army, and hopes to get the guidance of His Royal Highness. ”

"The dog has also admired His Royal Highness for many years, if he can enter the room, the lower official will be grateful!"

"In Xia An Shichong, I have heard of His Highness's prestige for a long time, and I hope His Highness will teach you!"

The people in the room instantly opened their mouths to ask for a teacher, which frightened Fengyue at the back of the crowd.

Yin Ge stopped going crazy? Do you want to take in apprentices?