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

last night……

After such a long night, nothing happened except what Xue Yun said to him.

If it is really that national teacher, he can't do it aimlessly.

What did he do last night?

What he did, none of them knew, but he did it all night.

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Ye Wei coughed lightly and said, "However, in the eyes of Weichen, that national teacher is not that good."

"..."

"He helped King Beili back then and came up with some good ideas, but since he came to King Nanli, it didn't work."

"..."

"If he really works, Ajislan will not confront Munch for more than two years, and there is no result. Moreover, he watched Munch kill so many opposing royal families."

"..."

"As far as Weichen knows, this king of Nanli places great importance on blood relationship."

"..."

Ye Wei talked about it for a long time, but Zhu Feng still didn't say a word, Ye Wei could only watch him carefully.

There was a long silence.

Zhu Feng suddenly said solemnly: "Ye Yu."

"in."

"Where are the people who were in the country before?"

"It's all still there. Except for it was activated once during the Battle of Peking, I haven't used it again in these years. Now it's all quiet."

"It's time to make them move."

When it came to the word "moving", Zhu Feng's eyes flashed.

Ye Xu immediately said: "The emperor meant--"

"Munch and Ajislan have been fighting for many years. It is impossible to fight endlessly. Whether you say that the national division is ineffective, sooner or later they will have to decide the winner."

"..."

"We can't think about countermeasures after we have decided the winner."

"..."

Ye Zheng was silent for a while, and then said: "Weichen understands."

Facing different opponents, they have different attitudes and methods. In particular, Kuo Kuo and their Yan Kuo are already old opponents. Whether to fight or make peace, they must be based on their own absolute interests.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is the foundation of everything.

Zhu Feng believes in one sentence in fighting and doing things: everything is done in advance, and if not, he must prepare early.

So Ye Yu immediately turned around and walked out.

When he left, Zhu Feng let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair.

In fact, over the years, it was not that he hadn't thought about what actions he would take against the country in the past, but after thinking about it, since Munch and Ajislan have started to fight, this is the best state for Yan country.

If they intervene by themselves, it is very likely that these two people will turn the enemy into a friend and join hands in the face of a powerful foreign enemy. At that time, it will be detrimental to Yan Nation.

Therefore, he never did.

It's the best way to let the people of Kuo people internalize.

But now it seems that they themselves understand that such internal friction will only accelerate the weakness or even the demise of the country. Neither Munch nor Ajislan will allow this to happen.

They will inevitably make a desperate attempt to destroy each other.

At that time, the Kuo-kuo will be unified, and then find a way to deal with the country.

Therefore, when they finally confronted each other, he had to take corresponding measures.

After planning all this, Zhu Feng sat back in the chair with his head tilted back slightly, only to feel a moment of dizziness, and his mind suddenly felt like a mass of paste.

A little tired.

Strangely speaking, he has always been energetic, even if he doesn't sleep for a few days or nights, he rarely feels tired. On the contrary, this time just one night of sleeplessness made him feel exhausted.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

However, I closed my eyes, but still couldn't sleep.

In the darkness, he seemed to have returned to the long and heavy night of last night.

In that night, there are still a pair of eyes.

Tears, eyes full of longing.

Thinking of the expression in her eyes, Zhu Feng couldn't help but squeezed his brows, and raised his hands across his eyes. The heavy feeling was like a boulder on his heart.

In the darkness before him, he sighed again and again.

Although Zhu Feng planned to rest for a while and set off in the afternoon, he fell asleep deeply as soon as he touched the bed.

When I woke up, the surrounding was extremely quiet.

Only faintly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and the sound of breathing close to the ear.

When Zhu Feng turned his head, he saw Nan Yan.

She was sitting leaning against the bed, her face was slightly rosier than she had seen before, but her eyes were still a little black and she still looked like she didn't sleep well.

Moreover, she sat quietly, her eyes open, not knowing where she saw it.

His face was thoughtful.

Zhu Feng said softly: "Nanyan..."

Hearing his voice, Nan Yan immediately recovered and turned to look at him, with a smile on his face: "The emperor, are you finally awake?"

"Why did you run into my camp again?"

"..."

"Didn't you let you go back to rest?"

"..."

"You didn't sleep last night. Go back and rest for a while. We should leave in the afternoon."

Nan Yan looked at him and smiled: "When does the emperor think it is now?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and he immediately sat up from the bed. It happened that a gust of wind was blowing the tent, and he could see the great sunshine outside. He said, "It's already afternoon?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's already morning."

"what?"

At this moment, Zhu Feng was really shocked. He hurriedly got up and opened the tent to take a look. But no, the sun just rose from the east, and the surrounding camps were all closed, probably because he was afraid of disturbing him, and the horses were all drawn to compare. Far away.

Zhu Feng put down the tent and murmured, "I don't know why I slept for so long."

After he finished speaking, he returned to the bed and saw Nan Yan slowly standing up with the bedpost, and said with a smile: "Presumably the emperor had a dream.

"..."

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sweet dreams?

He did have a dream all night, but it didn't seem like a beautiful dream, at least the feeling in the dream was not wonderful.

It just feels very heavy.

So he smiled faintly: "Is there any dream."

Nan Yan pursed his mouth and said, "The emperor should not hide his concubine, it is clearly a dream."

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

He was about to ask her why he thought he was having a good dream, but before he could speak his words, he heard Xiao Shunzi asking outside softly: "Can the emperor get up?"

To prepare to serve him wash.

Nan Yan immediately said: "The emperor is up, come in."

So, Xiao Shunzi brought in hot water towels and served Zhu Feng to freshen up. After finishing washing up soon, after breakfast, they walked out of the camp.

However, Zhu Feng took a look and found that compared to the team he brought before, there seemed to be a few people missing.

He asked: "Why are there fewer people?"