Chapter 1286: You're not telling the truth

I am afraid that only Qin Mufeng can say this.

Punishing one person with the whole world is such self-confidence and pride.

Of course, what you gain, or what you lose, is subjective. In the eyes of some people, it is a great blessing to have an inexhaustible supply of gold and silver, but in the eyes of others, it is a constraint.

And the same is true of the throne of the emperor.

Those who want to sit think about it day and night, and those who don't want to sit are terrified.

Although Feng Qing still couldn't understand whether Qin Xuan would think that sitting on the throne of the emperor was pressure, she and Qin Mufeng understood how difficult it was to sit in this position.

Qin Xuan is bound to be subject to the Medicine King Valley.

Because he could only sit in that position if he obtained the recognition of the Medicine King Valley, or rather, the recognition of her and Qin Mufeng alive.

Of course, Qin Xuan can also refuse this temptation.

But can anyone really refuse?

Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng stepped into the garden.

When Qin Xuan saw the two of them, he stood up as soon as possible, his demeanor was full of marks, and he saluted Feng Qing and the two of them without humility or arrogance.

"Uncle Wang, little aunt."

Qin Xuan's eyes kept staring at Qin Mufeng, and there was only admiration and awe in his eyes that were almost exactly the same as Qin Mufeng. It seems that Qin Mufeng in front of him is his closest elder.

Qin Mufeng had a cold temperament, but he just said hello to Feng Zhao and Feng Ming, and then took Feng Qing and sat down.

Feng Zhao's gaze swept over the hands held by the two, but he didn't say anything. Feng Ming's gaze was more on Qin Mufeng's body, and his eyes were surging with battle intent.

He waited for Qin Mufeng for half a month, and Qin Mufeng finally appeared.

If it weren't for the banquet tonight to entertain Qin Xuan, Feng Ming really wanted to directly invite Qin Mufeng to a duel.

Since Qin Xuan entered the Medicine King Valley, he has put away his monarchial bearing, like a well-behaved junior. In front of Feng Qing and a few others, his performance was extraordinarily decent.

After a few people exchanged pleasantries, they drank and ate casually.

With the gossip of Feng Zhao and Feng Qing, the atmosphere of this dinner is really like a family banquet.

"Second brother, is the meal in our house still from the seventh aunt? I feel that it seems to have changed its taste, and it doesn't taste like it used to be at all. ”

Feng Qing took a chopstick of fresh bamboo shoots and put it in her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, and did not clip it a second time.

"It's always been the craftsmanship of the seventh aunt, can't you still eat it? I see, it's not that the seventh aunt's craftsmanship has regressed, it's your mouth that is getting more and more bite. ”

Feng Qing held her chin with one hand, took a sip of the wine, and put it down: "This wine is not good." ”

Feng Qing waved his hand and took out two large jars of peach blossom brew and put it on the ground, and said to Feng Zihui, who was standing on the sidelines, "Disturb Zihui's cousin to help, pour out this wine and replace it, and today, I will drink this peach blossom brew." ”

Feng Zihui couldn't help but light up when he saw the two large jars of peach blossom brewing.

At the beginning, Feng Qing gave Feng Zihui a small jar of peach blossom brew, but Feng Zihui drank it with a full stomach very cherished, and then he couldn't drink any wine.

How can a person whose appetite has been raised drink ordinary wine?

Feng Zihui immediately carefully poured the wine in the wine jar into the wine cup, replaced the wine on the table, and for a while the courtyard was full of wine and refreshing.

Feng Ming didn't know that Feng Qing still had the skill of making wine, and after smelling the wine, he was rarely interested in asking.

"What kind of wine is this, how can I feel comfortable and clear just by smelling the aroma of this wine."

"Little Five's spirit wine. said that it was made with spirit peaches, and it was the only one in her hand in this world. ”

"Then I'm going to have a good taste."

"While my eldest brother is away, I will also drink a few more glasses. I haven't tasted this bite in years. ”

"Second brother, you said this. Second brother and third brother, if you still want to drink, I will send you ten altars one by one. They are all ten years old, and they taste mellow, and it is the time to drink them. ”

With the blessing of this peach blossom brew, for a while, everyone drank and praised, and the atmosphere was even more eager and harmonious.

Compared with Qin Xuan's sleek and self-familiar during the day, Qin Xuan seemed much quieter tonight, and the audience only looked at Qin Mufeng cautiously with their eyes and didn't say much.

It was only after Feng Zhao looked at Qin Xuan's cheeks flushed from drinking a few glasses of wine that he asked.

"You are coming to the Medicine King Valley now, can the affairs of Nanqin be arranged?"

"Back to the second uncle's words, Xuan'er has already entrusted Nan Qin Yiying with affairs, and there will be no problems in a short period of time. Moreover, now that the situation is chaotic, the eyes of the other six countries are not on my Nanqin, and Nanqin has nothing important for me to deal with. ”

Feng Zhao was surprised, and said with interest, "Oh? "Yes.

"You actually know something about the situation on the mainland, why don't you talk about your thoughts?"

Qin Xuan's eyes cautiously glanced at Qin Mufeng again, but when he saw Qin Mufeng holding a dish with chopsticks for Feng Qing, his eyes flashed with some surprise, and he immediately returned to normal to answer Feng Zhao's question.

The surprise at that moment was extremely fast, if it weren't for Feng Zhao looking at Qin Xuan, he would definitely not have found it.

"Qin Xuan is still young, although he is assisted by Uncle Wang, he still knows that his weight is not enough, so he pays more attention to the situation in other countries and learns how to govern the country." Qin Xuan's cheeks flushed, making his whole person even more childish, but when he said these words, his eyes were clear and his tone was firm.

"The situation in the four cities and seven countries has not changed for thousands of years, and now that it has changed greatly, there will definitely not be any country involved. Even if I, Nan Qin, seem to have nothing to do with this chaos now, Qin Xuan also understands that under this storm, Nan Qin will be involved sooner or later. Rather than being forced to resist, it is better to prepare early. ”

"Why are you so sure that Nan Qin will also be involved? Now, only Nanming had an accident, and the other six countries are still intact. ”

"Nanming destroyed the country too quickly. It was so fast that no one responded, and no one dared to reach out to help. That's enough to be frightening. Qin Xuan once asked himself if Nan Qin could withstand it by the same means as he did with Nan Ming. The answer, too, is no. ”

Qin Xuan's idea is not wrong, no matter which country Ji Wu chooses to die in, that country will definitely have the end of destruction.

But in this world, there will be no second Ji Wu.

There is only one Syracuse Holy Maiden, and it is absolutely impossible to replicate the action of letting Nanming destroy the country again.

Of course, these did not prevent Qin Xuan from self-reflection and use this as a warning.

"Who manipulated the fall of the Southern Ming Dynasty, Qin Xuan may not be able to see through it completely, but Qin Xuan knows that the destruction of the Southern Ming Dynasty will not be the end. Otherwise, why is Beibing still entrenched in Nanming City now and refuses to retreat. ”

The Southern Ming Dynasty has already destroyed the country, and the purpose of the Arctic Kingdom has been achieved.

But the Arctic Nation's approach is obviously not just for Ji Wu to seek justice.

"You said that you can't completely see who manipulated the fall of Nanming, but I don't believe it. Qin Xuan, you didn't tell the truth? ”

Feng Qing propped his left hand on the stone table, put a glass of wine into his mouth with his right hand, and stared at Qin Xuan with a pair of starry eyes.