Zhan Zhongqi's words solved Han Feng's doubts about his betrayal of Emperor Dai, but he did not explain why he took refuge in the Yi people and sacrificed himself to become a heartless person. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That was another story, and it was obvious that Zhan Zhongqi didn't intend to tell Han Feng at this moment. The two stopped outside a private house, which was dark and unpopular, as if it was a ghost building.

The spring cold was precipitous, Zhan Zhongqi stood in front of the dark gatehouse and sighed, exhaling layers of white smoke. Han Feng said, "Is this where we live?"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "You have been in the mountains for too long, and you don't know many things. Recently, there was a word that the imperial capital had sent an envoy to Pingsha City to talk to Xing Hou, and perhaps he would cede the land and sue for peace. The world changed abruptly, and the number of people in the city became smaller and smaller day by day. ”

"Cutting the land?" Han Feng asked, "Could it be that Xing Hou is planning to make trouble again?"

Zhan Zhongqi said with a smile: "It's not that Marquis Xing plans to start an incident, but Marquis Mang's recent visit to the imperial capital to write a war letter." ”

It was not too surprising that Manghou would go to the war book, and while waiting for Liyu and Wanrou, Han Feng had already guessed what was written in the war book: "Take the opportunity of the first emperor's violent death and unclear death, and hold the current acting emperor accountable?" This is your idea. ”

Zhan Zhongqi said: "Yes." This is the best opportunity and the most justified excuse. Feng'er, you haven't lived in this house for a long time, and after tomorrow, you will go to Manghou, is ......"

The day has finally come. Han Feng felt that layers of cold sweat appeared on his back for some reason: just as Xing Hou borrowed Liuquan to start an incident, he also became a shield in front of Manghou. He will become a puppet with no power, locked up in a cage with fine clothes and food. Thinking of this, Han Feng looked up to the sky and sighed with a smile: "I have been at ease for so long, and I am much happier than Liu Quan." It's not a loss to lock me up now!"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "With me, I won't let you be locked up for too long." Feng'er, most of the things have already been laid out......"

Han Feng said: "It's all laid out, what about the Yue King of Jiangnan? Even if Liang Gong restrains him, Liang Gong and Xing Hou are in the same group!"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "If the face and heart do not match, no one is the master of making wedding dresses for others." Manghou didn't have a relationship with Xing Houxu, he just performed a big drama last year, and this year he went to be friends and enemies. ”

Speaking of which, the voices of the two women behind him had already been heard. The topic that the two of them talked about was obviously much easier than what Han Feng and Zhan Zhongqi said, Lijiao was still jumping up and down, the green python returned to her early at this time, and Wanrou smiled with crooked eyebrows, as if she had just heard a lot of interesting strange talk from Lijiao's mouth.

Although the ghost-like dwellings are not luxurious, they are still much better than sleeping in the wild. This was the first time in so many days that Han Feng and Wanrou had been lying in bed peacefully, without saying anything all night, and when they woke up, it was already dawn.

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When he woke up, Han Feng heard the familiar sound of "boom". It was the voice of the horse, the cry of Jiuzhuo!

He hadn't heard this voice for a long time, and he heard it dimly in his sleep, and he only thought that he was in a dream, or that the months before it had been a big dream. It wasn't until the voices in the courtyard gradually increased that he woke up, washed up, and went to the courtyard.

What he heard was right, a red horse in the middle of the courtyard was crying impatiently, its red hair shining in the morning glow, and the huge body of the horse was extremely strong, it was the king of horses, Jiuzhuo.

Even if a snow sculpture appeared in front of his eyes, it would not surprise Han Feng even more. He rubbed his eyes and looked at them for a long time before he was convinced that he was not mistaken. Jiu Zhuo gradually eased up after seeing him, and after screaming a few times, he crooked his neck at him and snorted twice.

Before Jiuzhuo's second snort was finished, Han Feng had already rushed forward and hugged it at once. He stroked Jiuzhuo's mane and neck, and smiled heartily. And Jiuzhuo also rubbed his head, as if telling his longing.

I haven't seen it for months, but the Nine Burns are still fierce. As Bai Tong said, it is the king of horses, and it is like a fish in water in any wilderness environment, and can live freely. However, even if Jiuzhuo is psychic, it can't reach the point of an unpredictable prophet, how can it walk up from the vicinity of Xiangcheng and climb over thousands of mountains and rivers to reach Fengguan Mangcheng?

Han Feng looked at Lijiao, who was standing beside Jiuzhuo, and saw the little girl smiling brightly. Lijiao blinked and asked, "Guess how it came about?"

This girl should be a ghost horse elf when she is a ghost horse elf, and she should be ruthless when she should be ruthless, and now she should be innocent, of course, like the early morning dew in the sun, like a transparent person. Han Feng replied helplessly: "What means did you use?"

Li Jiao stuck out her tongue and said, "Why do you say it so ugly? Where is it called a means, I am obviously concerned about your affairs! I remember that you came with a mount, and remembered that your mount seemed to be good, so I wrote a letter to Uncle Langba and asked him to help me find it. Haha, this horse is very smart, Uncle Langba said that he told this horse that he was looking for you, and this horse obediently followed him. ”

At the door of the house stood a man dressed in gray, that person gave Han Feng the feeling of Brother Peng, and at first glance he was a traveler who was accustomed to hardships. He is of medium stature, with an ordinary appearance, and his hands are the most eye-catching. It was a pair of bony hands, which opened like a fan, making people feel very strong. There were many calluses on his hands, not only concentrated in the tiger's mouth - when Han Feng shook hands with him, he felt that the palms of his hands were all painful from him.

It was a cocoon that would only form when he held the knot, and Han Feng understood it in his heart. And the ordinary appearance is enough to show that this Uncle Langba is not from the Yi tribe.

Looking at the style of his clothes and expression, Han Feng suddenly felt blessed and asked, "Are you from Xiji Mountain?"

Uncle Langba nodded, opened his mouth a few times, but did not say a word. Only then did Han Feng know that he was actually a mute, but since he was "after the expansion of the capital", he had his own set of horse herding and horse taming, and he really didn't need words to communicate with Jiuzhuo. When Han Feng got the Nine Zhuos, he had contact with the horse guards of Xiji Mountain, and in his memory, the leader of those horse guards was a beautiful woman who didn't seem to eat the fireworks of the world. I didn't expect such a group of people who had no quarrel with the world to still be involved in this world dispute...... Han Feng sighed secretly and looked at Lijiao: "How did you know them?"

Liyu said: "Uncle Langba is my master's friend, how else can I get to know him?"

It was Lijiao's master again, Han Feng looked at Zhan Zhongqi, who was standing a little farther away, a little helpless. If Liji's master is still alive now, most of them are peerless masters who can be compared with Master Shui.

Because he wanted to see Manghou, Zhan Zhongqi prepared a very luxurious brocade robe for Han Feng. He was already handsome, and at this time he changed the old clothes on his body, combed his hair neatly and brightly, and then lined this brocade robe, put on a jade crown, and lined the whole face like jade, eyes like stars, plump and handsome, and smug.

It was the first time he had a makeover in the Windy City Flower Capital, but at that time, Han Feng was still childish, even if he looked like a prince and grandson, a pair of eyes would still betray him. At that time, he looked at the gorgeous house flowers and trees, a little shocked, and a little restrained - he was more like a taciturn aristocratic son, and he did not have the momentum to be alone. However, time has changed, after experiencing many things, the stubborn stone has been sharpened into a beautiful jade for a long time, and he still doesn't like to talk, but this is no longer a simple taciturn, but has become a frank and deep city.

People who see him for the first time will no longer have the intention of daring to joke about him. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if they could point directly at people's hearts. He sees a lot and thinks more, when he stands, he is not in a hurry when he walks, and he is calm and steady when he sits...... The cramped tension in his body was gone, and he was dressed in splendid clothes, but it was the same as ordinary clothes, and it was no different.

The rejuvenated Han Feng rode on Jiuzhuo and led the horse behind Zhan Zhongqi towards the Manghou mansion. Zhan Zhongqi nodded at him with appreciation, and said, "This is like a member of our Zhan royal family." ”

However, Han Feng didn't allow him to do more, so he opened his mouth and poured a basin of cold water on him: "I have a lot of blood on my body." ”

Zhan Zhongqi laughed embarrassedly twice and went to open the way without saying a word. When Li Jian heard this, he raised his thumb high, and regardless of Wanrou on the side, he shouted loudly: "Brother Han, you are very handsome, and you are a good person! When I grow up in the future, I will marry you, okay?"

The matter of marriage is childish in Lijiao's mouth, Han Feng smiled, he didn't take it seriously, even Wanrou pursed her lips and smiled. However, Zhan Zhongqi was walking in front, but when he heard this, he stopped his horse, turned his head and shouted: "What does the little girl know, it's really presumptuous!"

It is rare for Zhan Zhongqi to lose his temper with Liji, not to mention that at this time, everyone is in full view, which is even more abrupt. Han Feng was slightly stunned, seeing that Liji's face was flushed with anger at this sentence, and he just wanted to say a few words for her, but saw Zhan Zhongqi change to a smiling appearance in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand and waved, and said, "Manghou and the hundred officials have been welcoming the holy car for a long time, and if they don't leave, they will miss a good time." ”

"Holy Driver?" Han Feng felt a blank in his mind when he heard these two words, and after reacting for a while, he realized that he was talking about himself. He rode out of the house, and saw that the street, which looked inconspicuous at night, was so magnificently furnished that it could even be called extravagant.

Crimson blankets spread from the streets to the end of the alley, and the walls on both sides are hung with golden brocade, and improvised flagpoles stand around them. Both sides of the alley were crowded with people, most of them guards from Fengguan Mangcheng, and a few were drummers and chamberlains.

There was another full-time army in front of Zhan Zhongqi, and the few people in the front were holding long horns in their hands, and when they saw Han Feng going out, they raised the horns in unison, and then blew them.

The earth-shattering horn made all the people around bow down at once, and the mountain shouted long live. Han Feng was thrilled by this voice, and Zhan Zhongqi, as the only person in the world who did not need to salute the acting emperor, was half a horse ahead of Han Feng.

Han Feng didn't have the heart to deal with him about this crime of trespassing, after all, if he said trespassing...... Manghou did not go outside the door to greet him, which was the biggest trespassing.

This may be his most glorious day, but Manghou silently announced to the entire Fengguan Mangcheng who is the true master of this city. This was a wordless dismount, but Han Feng could only smile and accept it.

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