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

Zhu Feng also looked up at her and said calmly, "Then tell me, I and him, who is in charge?"

"…"

Nan Yan immediately closed his mouth.

At this time, it's no longer who is more powerful, and when someone's words work, if she dares to say other people's names at this time, I wish Feng could tear her apart.

So he smiled and said, "Is there any need to say that?"

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "I asked you, wasn't that what I asked you to say?"

Nan Yan laughed twice and said, "This is too nauseous to say."

Zhu Feng sank his face and said coldly, "I'm asking you, who is the master and which is Li Wushang, what is this numb?"

Just when Nan Yan was forced by him to have no way to retreat, and his head was full of cold sweat, a voice sounded at the door, like a life-saving straw: "Father, my son, please see me."

It's Zhu Chengjun!

Nan Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around to open the door for him in person. Seeing her back as if running away, Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile.

But he immediately suppressed his smile, and saw that Nan Yan walked in with Zhu Chengjun from outside. The little son just went down to take a shower and washed his body dust. At this time, he changed into a thin long gown, which showed his tall stature and thin frame. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't even wipe his hair. Dry, wet, with water still flowing from the temples.

Zhu Feng immediately frowned: "What's the matter, why don't you clean your hair?"

Nan Yan also said: "You are too disrespectful."

Zhu Chengjun reached out and wiped a handful of water stains from his hair. He smiled embarrassedly, and said softly: "Father, the emperor forgives the sin, and the mother and concubine forgive the sin. The son is just eager to see the Yongzhou side. Map. Didn't the father teach the sons and ministers that when going anywhere, they should first understand the terrain and people's livelihood?"

Zhu Feng glanced at him: "Why are you looking at the map?"

Zhu Chengjun was anxious: "How can you fight without looking at the map? The emperor asked his sons and ministers to bring Wei Ying and the others over, and they escorted so much food and grass. Isn't that just for this?"

Zhu Feng glanced at Nan Yan with a half-smile, but the latter sighed helplessly and shook his head.

It seems that it is really right.

This child is here for this, and the two fathers and sons really have one heart.

Nan Yan had nothing to say, so she could only say reluctantly: "No matter how urgent you are, you should dry your hair first. What should you do if you run all the way and get a headache from the wind?"

Speaking of asking someone outside to bring a dry handkerchief, she asked Zhu Chengjun to sit on a stool and went over to untie his bun and wipe his hair in person. Zhu Chengjun sat on the stool with his legs swaying, and said happily: "This is the first time the mother-in-law has helped Erchen's hair. It's very comfortable, more comfortable than them all."

Nan Yan glanced down at him, feeling a little sour in her heart.

To this son, she really did not fulfill much of her mother's responsibilities. When she gave birth to him, she was full of dangers. Afterwards, she also followed Zhu Feng to run outside for many years after he grew up, but this child was warm-hearted and never followed him. They are born, and they meet each time after they separate, but they are closer to them, and they cherish this short time together more.

So, Nan Yan gently wiped his black hair and said, "If there is a chance in the future, mother will help you wipe it a few more times."

Zhu Chengjun said with a smile: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head again and said to Zhu Feng seriously: "Father, I want to see the terrain here."

Zhu Feng had already sat back behind the desk, and when he heard him say, he said lightly: "The sand table is only available in the military camp. If you want to see it, you have to go to the military camp to see it."

Zhu Chengjun immediately pouted in disappointment.

But he thought about it for a while, and immediately said: "But I heard that no matter where the father goes, he will definitely have someone prepare a map of this place. The father must have it here!"

Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng, but saw that he also looked up at him, and said angrily, "Just like you, everyone is so unruly."

Nan Yan muttered: "Why is it on me again?"

Zhu Chengjun held the edge of the stool with both hands, and looked at Zhu Feng like a naive puppy: "Father, please give my son a look."

"…"

"Father..."

Zhu Feng finally sighed, got up with a wry smile, opened the cabinet behind him, took out a map from it and spread it on the desk, and said coldly, "This map was drawn more than ten years ago, but it's pretty good. You just have to take a look, if you really want to understand the current situation, you have to go to the military camp."

While talking, Nan Yan had already dried Zhu Chengjun's hair, he immediately jumped off the stool and ran over happily.

Seeing their father and son talking seriously on the map, Nan Yan shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he has long known that the future path of this child will be the path of military commanders. Zhu Feng was born in the army. Even if he can't use a knife now, all his dreams are filled with the golden horses of the past. It is impossible for his son to not practice martial arts. Yes, although Zhu Chengjun is young, he has talent and is destined to embark on this road, but now looking at this scene and clearly watching his son walk step by step, the softness in his heart as a mother Really impressed.

I hope that he will become a talent, but I am afraid that he will be injured on the way to becoming a talent.

This is probably the contradiction that every mother will have.

Nan Yan looked at them for a while, both of them seemed to have forgotten her existence, she didn't say anything, she just wrapped the handkerchief around her wrist, gently backed out, and turned to Xiao Shunzi on the side. Instructed: "Don't let the emperor and the king of Han get too tired, and send some sweet soup to cool off the heat in a while."

Xiao Shunzi smiled and said, "This servant understands."

In the study, the two fathers and sons were standing at the table looking at the map, and Zhu Chengjun wished he could climb up to the table to look at the map carefully, pointing at some of the places he had passed by while looking at it. place to determine orientation.

Zhu Feng looked down at his younger son's serious and focused appearance. Although he was still young, he didn't have the ability to reassure people and rely on him, but the aura emanating from his whole body reminded him of himself back then.

This timid little guy may really be as he expected.

Compared with the delicate and expensive prince of the Tian family, the "Jianmen Huzi" is the person he wants his son to become.

"This is the south of the city, here is the military camp, here is the steep north slope, and further south is the steep north town..." Zhu Chengjun muttered while drawing his fingers on the map. At this time, his eyes fell on To the west of Doubei Town, there is a large blank area without any standard on the map. This kind of place is often a wild land.

But after watching for a while, he asked, "Father, what are you doing here?"