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

Seeing her thoughtful look, Zhu Feng smiled, and then said: "Actually, in the final analysis, it is better to employ people."

"..."

"You know what to do, but there is a big difference in who is used to do what."

"..."

"As the saying goes, suspects don't need to be used, no doubt about employing them, and learning to distinguish who should be used at a critical moment is the most critical and difficult.

Nan Yan thought for a while.

He asked softly: "Then, who should the concubine trust?"

"..."

Zhu Feng looked down at her, was silent for a while, and said softly: "In this world, the person you should trust most is me."

Nan Yan immediately laughed when he heard this.

And Zhu Feng went on to say: "If I am not by your side, the person you should trust most is yourself."

Nan Yan raised his eyes to look at him again.

Zhu Feng said: "Which person to use, do what you do, as long as you know it."

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"To be undecided at a critical moment is to give others a chance. You have to learn to take the opportunity in your own hands. Understand?"

Nan Yan could understand but not understand, and there was a bonfire in his eyes, constantly shining brightly.

After a while, she suddenly said, "However, with the emperor by his side, my concubine does not want to think about these things."

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"The emperor is enough."

"..."

"Concubine, concubine doesn't want to learn this."

After speaking, he leaned his head on Zhu Feng's shoulder.

Zhu Feng couldn't help but smiled, but he was still scrupulous about his surroundings, and said softly, "Hey, someone is there."

"...!"

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan suddenly realized that they were sitting in front of the bonfire. Although everyone was avoiding them at a distance, it was still a big crowd. She straightened up and sat down by herself.

The fire shining on the face made a slight redness.

Zhu Feng looked at her like this and couldn't help but laugh again.

And Ruoshui, who was serving by the side, was finally relieved to see the two of them like this.

If the gods do not thunder and rain, the people below are considered to be able to have an Ann birthday, so if you step forward on the water, he cautiously said: "Manny, the soup is cold, and the slave and maid will change another bowl for the mistress."

"what?"

Nan Yan looked back and found that the bowl of soup she put aside was not steaming anymore, and she smiled.

Said: "Go ahead."

If Shui immediately turned and left with the bowl, Zhu Feng looked at her and asked: "Does it hurt if I just burned it? Does my tongue still hurt?"

Nan Yandao: "It's still a bit hot, I don't know if it's hot."

"Let me see."

"Well……"

Sitting in the distance, Li Bushang quietly looked at the two people nestled together outlined by the fire. Although the bonfire was fluttering in front of him, the temperature in his eyes was colder than the surrounding ice and snow.

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After the winter, there were a few successive snowfalls on the grassland, which caused them to travel very slowly on the road. When they returned to the capital, it was the day of the New Year.

Originally, Yingshao and the others planned to send people back to the capital to declare martial law in the city, but Zhu Feng could not bear to disturb the people. After all, it was a young year and everyone was happy, so they ordered not to use martial law. The team only chose a slightly secluded road. Go back to the palace.

However, the entire imperial city is lit up with lights, even on some small roads, there are many vendors set up stalls, and the common people are also playing in the streets, as lively as the Lantern Festival.

Since Nan Yan entered the palace, he has rarely seen such a scenery.

She leaned against the window, raised a corner of the curtain, and kept looking outside.

At this time, the people on the street also found that Shengjia was here, and they all retreated to both sides of the road and knelt down to meet the driver. Soon, the people in other places also found that Shengjia had returned to the capital, and they all ran to this one. Come on the street to meet the holy driver.

Soon, this road, which was not originally a secluded road, was crowded with water.

The two sides of the road were full of people who came to greet them. When I opened the curtain, I saw only the black heads. The forks on both sides were full of people. Yingshao had no choice but to let the soldiers behind. Come to stop people on both sides.

The common people are even more passionate, and Shanhu Long live.

The capital, which was already very lively, seemed to boil at this moment.

Ying Shao rode on the other side of the carriage, but leaned down anxiously, and said to Zhu Feng at the window: "The emperor, there are too many people on the street. If this goes on, the minister is worried about what happens- —"

Zhu Feng said: "What can happen?"

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"Just watch it carefully."

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"Also, order to go down. The people below are not allowed to disturb the people. Go back to the palace soon."

"Yes."

Ying Shao immediately waved his hand to greet the soldiers before and after the team, and said, "Speed ​​up, be more vigilant, and go back to the palace!"

When everyone heard it, they became more careful.

Zhu Feng looked at the situation outside, and when he turned his head, he saw Nan Yan by the window on the other side, almost raising the curtain, and immediately said in a deep voice, "Let me put the curtain down. You look like you, your head. I'm going to reach out!"

Nan Yan looked back at him and said, "The emperor, my concubine is very busy over there."

"The New Year is almost coming, everyone is out shopping, of course it is lively."

"No, they seem to be praying something."

"Oh?"

"Someone came out carrying the idol."

"Idol? What Idol?"

Zhu Feng moved to her side, opened the corner of the curtain and looked out, and he saw a large group of people walking along the street that traverses the capital. These people wore ordinary cloths, and they knew they were ordinary people at first glance, but they were hung with some weird ribbons, and they also held some rice grains, sickles and other things in their hands, as if they were performing some ritual.

The person at the forefront of the team also carried a clay statue, because they were far away and couldn't see what it looked like.

I saw the crowd chanting and chanting, parading forward.

Zhu Feng's brows frowned immediately.

Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor, what is that? Why hasn't my concubine seen before?"

When she was a child, she used to see adults carrying Guan Gong statues during the Lantern Festival and even some other festivals.

Could it be that the folks are beginning to worship any new gods?

Zhu Feng thought for a while and said, "Shun Zi!"

Xiao Shunzi hurried over: "What is the emperor's order?"

Zhu Feng said: "Send a few people over to see what the group of people in front of you are doing, and after inquiring clearly, report to me in the palace."

"Yes."

Xiao Shunzi went down in a hurry, and ordered several little eunuchs to go there in a hurry.

And their team continued to move forward, and finally returned to the palace at dusk, Nan Yan opened the curtain and saw a brightly lit front at a glance.

The people in the palace came to greet the holy driver.