When Feng Jinyu heard this, he suddenly became enlightened. Yes, he was always worried about the battle between the literati and the warriors, but he did not realize that it was a battle between one man and another. Where there are people, there is no need for fighting, and if he wants to resolve the struggle between the literati and the warriors, it is simply impossible......

Literati and warriors, correcting their roots, they are all fighting for their own interests......

As long as the interests are always there, their fighting will not stop.

Feng Jinyu, who realized in his heart, laughed at himself once: they all said that he Feng Jinyu was the most outstanding person in the young generation in the world, but he didn't expect that he also got into a dead end. He actually regarded the battle between literati and warriors as a major event and kept it in his heart.

Feng Jinyu laughed at himself, he clenched his fists and said to Ye Xue: "Listening to Brother Feng's words, Feng Jinyu has a feeling that he is better than reading a book for ten years......"

Ye Xue smiled: "Feng Ye is humble in his opinion, but I don't dare to be praised by Brother Feng like this." ”

"Brother Feng, goodbye, I'll talk about it when I have time." Ye Xue said that, Zhou had already asked the nursing home next to the door to close the door.

The cold wind blowing on the body is not cold, and Feng Jinyu, who unloaded a big stone in his heart, walked easily to the Fengjia courtyard next door to the 'Feng Mansion'.

Where, the slave who had already learned that Feng Jinyu was going home opened the door.

In addition to opening the door to welcome Feng Jinyu home, a few brightly dressed minions trotted towards Feng Jinyu with some things such as a stove.

Feng Jinyu took over the hand stove, which was exceptionally warm in winter, but her heart was cold.

The coldness of the wind comes from the night snow.

This coldness pierced into Feng Jinyu's heart like ice, and Feng Jinyu's gentle and elegant face, which had not changed for thousands of years, could no longer hold on.

Entering the house with a cold face, Feng Jinyu summoned Feng Qing and asked him to immediately check the details of the night snow.

Holding a precious celadon teacup in his hand, Feng Jinyu absentmindedly drank a good tea that even a master couldn't drink.

From Ye Xue's previous words, Feng Jinyu learned that Ye Xue had been living in a small town in the northwest, and Ye Xue, who had been living in a small town in the northwest, could see through it so much, the open and secret struggle between the two classes of literati and warriors.

At the age of less than fourteen, he has made a name for himself, a third-rate master, a brilliant book "Dream of Red Mansions", and a sentence that breaks the literati and martial arts...... Such as some and so on, it is really hard to believe that Feng Jinyu is as good as night snow, and it is actually a northwest town living on the border.

After all, a person's environment basically determines everything he can know.

A border town, a small Feng family that is not wealthy...... In such an environment, it is almost impossible to come up with a high-end talent like Yexue all-round......

Of course, it is also possible that Yexue is very smart and can understand everything at a moment......

Maybe the night snow is really the darling of the heavens, but if there is any secret in it......

Thinking of this, Feng Jinyu didn't dare to think about it anymore. The Suzaku Empire is suffering from internal and external troubles, and it is best that there is no problem with the night snow, and if there is a problem, it must be a big problem......

"Young Master?" Seeing that Feng Jinyu was in a daze again, Feng Qing called him.

Feng Jinyu came back to his senses and said to Feng Qing: "Feng Ye's identity...... Check it out for me......"

"Yes!" Feng Qing retreated.

Feng Lan, who was standing in the room, said, "Young Master, didn't you say last time that you didn't need to check Feng Ye Gongzi?" ”

Could it be that something happened? Feng Jinyu's repetition made Feng Lan think deeply.

Feng Jinyu put down the celadon teacup and said, "Feng Ye is not a simple person...... If it's just that she's not simple, that's it, I'm afraid that there will be someone behind her......"