Feng Sheng took the wine from his beloved daughter's hand and drank it all, but he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and said in his heart: "Xuan'er is not my biological daughter, but she treats me more kindly than my biological son." Recalling that when she left her mansion today, she followed her sons, daughters, and concubines from afar, but she didn't even have a chance to talk to herself, she couldn't help but apologize in her heart, stretched out her hand to help Feng Xuan, turned her head and said to Feng Gui in a deep voice: "Go back to the mansion and tell them, who dares to bully my Xuan'er, Lao Tzu will come back and serve with a whip." It turned out that Feng Xuan's original surname was Ling, and he was the orphan of Feng Sheng's former friends in the army, and was later taken in by him to grow up, and the "they" Feng Sheng said were naturally his sons and concubines.

Zhu Quan looked carefully at Feng Sheng's beloved daughter Feng Xuan at this time, but when he saw her, he saw that she was born with a thin waist and snow skin, a melon seed face like condensed fat, eyebrows like distant mountains and green daisies, and a pair of big eyes like the bright moon in a deep pool. It was as if she had been on the bank of the Qinhuai River, walking in the same boat, and Ling Xuan, a girl with excellent piano skills, couldn't help but be surprised, and said "Huh" in her mouth, and said in a low voice: "How is it?" As he spoke, he turned over and dismounted.

The palace guard behind Zhu Quan was Xu Ying dressed in disguise, and she naturally saw that Feng Xuan was the "Miss Qianjin" who agreed to meet Zhu Quan on the side of the bridge that day, and she was already unhappy in her heart, but at this time, she seemed to be quite surprised when she heard Zhu Quan's words, and she was even more annoyed, and couldn't help but reach out and grab Zhu Quan's mount, and the ponytail of "Dark Cloud Cover Snow" was gently pulled.

Zhu Quan was dismounting at this time, but he felt that the horse under his crotch suddenly neighed, struggled violently, lost his balance, and stumbled, barely falling down, but jumped down in embarrassment.

Feng Sheng thought about his family affairs, but he didn't notice the actions of the people behind Zhu Quan, at this time, seeing that His Royal Highness King Ning almost fell and gnawed on the mud when he got off the horse, he hurriedly held back a smile, stretched out his hand to support him, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, are you okay?" ”

Zhu Quan's face was flushed, he naturally knew who was making trouble behind his back, he stretched out his hand to straighten the helmet on his head that was slightly bigger, and it was already crooked, coughed, and said: "It's okay, my horse is abnormal, it's just that I love to make a little character." ”

Xu Ying heard Zhu Quan scolding himself for being a horse in a circle, and couldn't help but snort coldly, in full view of everyone here, he pretended to be a palace guard, but it was not good to openly rectify His Royal Highness King Ning, so he had to wait for the opportunity to be alone with him and concoct it to him.

Feng Xuan saw that this young general turned out to be the young man who met him by chance that day and had borrowed an umbrella from him, and his heart was quite unexpected, seeing his embarrassment when he got off the horse, he couldn't help but smile, and said softly: "You can't even sit on a horse, why do you still have to join the army on an expedition?" ”

Zhu Quan had a bitter word, so he had to force it: "No one is born to ride a horse, and when I return victorious, I will never be like this." ”

Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, looked at Zhu Quan, then turned his head to look at his beloved daughter, and said in his heart: "How did Xuan'er know His Royal Highness King Ning again?" Seeing the two of them talking, it seems that they have known each other for a long time, and Xuan'er talks to him, but she has no scruples, which is really strange. ”

At this time, I heard Yan Wang Zhu Di laughing strangely on the side: "I don't want Brother Quan to be young, but I am like many confidants." There was a bit of schadenfreude in his demeanor. It turned out that he didn't care about the few guards who followed Zhu Quan, only to see Xu Ying actually tease Zhu Quan with a ponytail, he was shocked in his heart, and after looking carefully, he realized that this young guard was actually his long-cherished daughter, Xu Ying, the beloved daughter of Xu Da, the Duke of Wei, dressed up, and couldn't help hating Zhu Quan in his heart.

Zhu Quan turned his head and glared at Zhu Di, and said in his heart: You have to talk a lot.

Feng Sheng didn't want to delay the trip, and at this time, he didn't have time to ask about his beloved daughter and King Ning's acquaintance, so he turned to Feng Xuan and said, "I'm going for my father, you can stay at home." "With that, turn over your horse and lead the crowd forward.

Zhu Quan also got on the horse and followed, and said to Feng Xuan from a distance: "Miss Feng, when I return, I will buy a better umbrella to return you." ”

Feng Xuan watched her father and Zhu Quan go away, but she felt a pair of eyes sweeping over her, and subconsciously looked, but saw a handsome sergeant with an abnormally handsome face behind Zhu Quan looking at her coldly, she was an extremely sensitive woman, and she had already seen in an instant that this was the yellow-clothed girl who deliberately damaged her plum blossom paper umbrella at the bridgehead that day, but she had recently changed her disguise into a sergeant. I couldn't help but sigh slightly in my heart, and said in my heart: It's a pity that I don't like to dance swords and swords by nature, if I have martial arts, it would be a good thing to follow my father on an expedition today.

Feng Sheng saw that Zhu Quan was still thinking about the agreement with his beloved daughter when he was on an expedition, and he couldn't help but smile: After all, His Royal Highness is a young man's heart, and we are going to go to Liaodong to fight with the Mongolian Tatars, but he still has the leisure to remember such small things.

The cold wind is howling, the night is coming, and a flat valley north of the Songhua River in Liaodong is more than ten miles away, and the lights are bright.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, several giant butter candles were burning, illuminating the big tent very brightly.

A tall old man with gray temples, about fifty years old, wearing armor, sat on the middle seat, while cutting off a piece of beef from the plate with a short knife in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it, while scanning the six generals on the seats on his left and right with his eyes, this person was Nahachu, the Taiwei of the Northern Yuan.

Nahachu took a big sip of the wine bowl on the table, waved his hand, signaled the waiters who served the wine and food to withdraw from the camp, and said with a smile in Mongolian dialect: "Generals, in the past two months, we have made frequent attacks and gained a lot. It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang's old man is not a person who swallows his anger, what if he mobilizes an army to attack us and others? He is a general of the Yuan Court, who has been fighting horses for decades, and Zhu Yuanzhang, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong, etc. have been dealing with him for decades, and he knows that the Ming Dynasty is currently a time when there are millions of soldiers, famous generals, and soldiers. There was a lot of worry in his heart, but he didn't want to make a panic in front of his generals, so today he was at the banquet to probe the tone of his subordinate generals.

The first seat on the right seat was an old general with a tall and thin figure and a similar age to Nahachu, who was General Zuo Guantong.

Guan Tong pondered for a moment when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Since we took Gyeongju this year, Lan Yu, the southern barbarian, has a very strict blockade of salt, iron tools, etc., and many merchants who dare to sell iron to us have been beheaded by him to show the public, and our weapons cannot be replenished in time. ”

A Mongolian general sitting on the left seat is tall and unusual, about twenty years old, and he looks majestic when he sits. He picked up the wine bowl with both hands and drank it all, only to feel as if there was a flame rising in his abdomen, but he could hear Guantong's deflated words in his ears, and he couldn't help but be angry, and roared: "Isn't General Zuo afraid of the Ming army?" When it comes to war, you want to quit? After speaking, he couldn't bear it, and slammed the wine bowl in his hand on the table, and with a "ping-pong" sound, broken porcelain flew one after another.

Seeing that this Haili Creek was so rude, Nahachu was furious in his heart, and was about to speak. But he saw a big man in his forties on the left hand of Hai Li Xi, his face showed anger, he stood up with a bang, picked up the horse whip on the table and slapped Hai Li Xi fiercely, and said angrily: "Presumptuous, you can be so presumptuous in front of the handsome?" ”

Hailixi had a hot temper, and at this time he gave him a whip but gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and did not have a seizure, it turned out that the person who wielded the whip was his father, Ping Zhangguolai.

After glancing at the generals in the big tent, Guolai looked directly at Nahachu with his eyes, and said with a smile: "The child is ignorant, I hope the marshal will forgive me, I think the marshal is the founding father of my Great Yuan Dynasty, the descendant of General Mu Huali who is the mighty of the world, how can he bow down to the Nanban and surrender?" ”

Nahachu saw one of his right and left hands, Ping Zhangguo came to defend his son in this way, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and heard him mention his ancestors, Mu Huali, who followed Genghis Khan in the past and swept the world, but he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart: In the past, Genghis Khan was a genius who integrated various Mongolian tribes, and his command was the most elite Mongolian elite horseman. But what we have to deal with today is Zhu Yuanzhang, who led a group of ragged peasants, defeated Chen Youliang, exterminated Zhang Shicheng, and drove the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty to the desert to eat sand, can this be compared? As soon as he thought of the name Zhu Yuanzhang, he couldn't help but recall in his mind that many years ago, he was still a commander of ten thousand people, he was defeated and captured in Taiping City, and he tied Wuhua to Chang Yuchun, the commander of the Ming army.

Later, I learned that he was the former leader of the Red Turban Army, and the current Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty. Although several subordinates who later learned about this ugly incident quietly silenced, they couldn't help but feel a little weak at the thought of having to fight against the army under his command on the battlefield, what kind of statement is this in the words of the Han people? By the way, this is called treachery. If you return to him, will there be a way to live? No, what the Han people hate most is this kind of person who doesn't count. How could it be possible to let me go again?

Thinking of this, Nahachu looked at Ping Zhangguo on his side, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to start a war with the Ming army, I don't know how Guo Lai An'an wants to fight?" ”