Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Nan Yan also said happily: "Where did you transfer so many soldiers? Is it Peking?"

Li Bushang lowered his head: "No."

"where is that?"

When Nan Yan asked him, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure walking behind him, and when he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be Ding Guo Gong Wu Ying's request!

Nan Yan was stunned.

Under the light of the fire, Wu Yingqiu's pale hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and there was a feeling that dandelions would fly away at any time. It looked a little older, but when he walked in, his eyes were still fascinating, completely invisible. They are the eyes of an old man.

Stepped forward, bowed down to Zhu Feng tremblingly.

"Old minister, see the emperor."

Zhu Feng raised his hand: "Duke Guo, please start."

"Xie Emperor."

Following his son Wu Ding, he immediately helped the old father up after he got up. The two said to Nan Yan again: "Meet the concubine empress."

Nan Yan looked at them solemnly and nodded slightly.

Zhu Feng said: "Guo Duke has worked hard."

Wu Yingqiu arched his back and said in a deep voice: "The veteran **** is late, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"Hey, what a crime is that the state official is good at escorting him?"

"Xie Emperor."

Nan Yan stood aside, silent.

At this time, Zhu Feng looked at Wu Yingqiu's pale hair, and said: "However, the matter of leading the soldiers, you can hand it over to Linglang. At such an age, why bother to go there in person?"

Wu Yingqiu coughed twice, even more weak, but insisted: "No, he can't."

"..."

"This time it's for escort. It's about the safety of the emperor. How can the veteran not come in person."

"..."

"Furthermore, the old minister is really worried about the ambition of King Ning."

Zhu Feng curled his lips: "Guo Duke has worked hard."

"Don't dare."

Zhu Feng glanced back again. Downstairs, the battlefield was still being cleaned, and the people who were panicked had returned to the gate of the city and were about to go inside.

Zhu Feng then said: "The sky is cold and the earth is freezing, and the Duke must be very tired from the long journey."

"Don't dare to say tired."

"I'll go to the Bieyuan Garden to rest first, and when the cleaning is completed, I will talk to the Duke of the Country in detail."

"Yes, the old minister retired."

Wu Ying begged to bow, and turned around slowly, Wu Ding helped him go.

When they both father and son got off the tower, Zhu Feng looked at Li Bu hurt again, and his tone became a little softer than before: "You are doing well."

Li Bushang lowered his head.

"But," Zhu Feng said, looking at the vast night, "I have calculated the distance, and the time you arrived is half a day later than I estimated in my heart."

Nan Yan turned his head and glanced at him.

Li Bushang still lowered his head and said, "The original time was just right. However, because the Duke insisted on coming with the ministers, he became older and couldn't stand the bumps on the road, so his men slowed down. speed."

"Oh……"

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

After being silent for a while, he walked to the inner city wall and looked down. Wu Ding had helped Wu Yingqiu to walk tremblingly. There was a carriage underneath it. After he slowly went up, the carriage was crowded. Drove forward in the crowd.

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "Guo Duke is-loyal to him."

Li Bushang did not speak.

At this time, Nan Yan fully understood.

It turned out that Zhu Feng did not go to Peiping to transfer troops, but instead asked Li to go to Henan to find Dingguo's soldiers.

Indeed, by comparison, it is much faster to find Dingguo to transfer troops from here than to return to Beiping to transfer troops; moreover, when you return to Beiping to transfer troops, officials at all levels will know that by that time, things will become serious. I'm afraid it will give some interested people a chance.

Zhu Feng really made this decision after careful consideration.

Therefore, he has been looking at that map for these two days. It turns out that he was calculating the journey of Xu Shifeng and Wu Yingqiu.

However, Wu Yingqi just rushed over from Henan, and he should have rushed to Changqing City before Xu Shifeng, and after taking it down, he would travel back to Hecheng day and night faster.

However, they arrived almost at the same time.

Wu responded slowly.

Fortunately, it is not too late.

It can be said that it came—just right, so people can't fault it at all.

While still concentrating on something, he suddenly heard a hissing sound next to him. Turning his head to see, Nan Yan was shrinking his neck slightly.

When the fighting was fierce before, I still didn't feel that now that all the dust had settled, standing in the bitter wind at the top of the city, I felt that my hands and feet had been blown cold.

Seeing her like this, Li subconsciously wanted to take a step forward without hurting her.

However, just when he was about to lift his footsteps, Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and took the pale little woman into his arms.

"cold?"

"Uh--"

It was very cold, and being held in his arms, the familiar body temperature was ironed up, but it made her not so cold, but he was too evasive to the public.

Nan Yan could not help blushing.

Subconsciously trying to break away, Zhu Feng's hand used a little bit more force, holding her in his arms and not allowed to move.

"emperor……"

"Let's go, let's go down first."

"Hey."

The two people walked down together.

Li Bushang looked at their backs, fell silent for a moment, and followed.

When I walked down the tower, I saw that the people who were still in shock were re-entering the city under the **** of the army, all with soft legs and weeping tears, obviously frightened by what happened before.

At this moment, the soldiers walked out of the crowd holding a few people.

Nan Yan was taken aback: "This is—"

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "They were arranged by King Ning in the city. Before, the reason why the people kept clamoring to get out of the city was what they thought, but it was more that this group of people fanned the flames inside."

"Oh?"

Nan Yan looked intently. Indeed, it was like the few who had been yelling in the crowd when Zhu Feng was talking to the people.

Nan Yan snorted, "This kind of person can't be merciless."

"of course."

Zhu Feng waved his hand and asked them to take these people down.

At this moment, Nan Yan saw a young man in the crowd with a bruised nose and a swollen head like a pig's head.

He hummed, "You are going to catch the traitor, and you can catch it if you see it right. I'm not a traitor. Why don't you fight those people, just hit me? Ouch!"

He limped with pain and walked back embarrassedly.

Nan Yan pointed to the person: "Then, what's the matter?"

"Uh--"

Zhu Feng glanced at the man, and only coughed slightly: "Ahem, maybe, I made a mistake."

"Oh, it's pathetic."

Looking at Nan Yan's sympathetic gaze, Zhu Feng glanced at the man's limping back again, with a little coldness in his eyes.

Dare to say that the concubine is farting?

May I spare you lightly?