Chapter 721 Zhuge among girls
Feng Tibi is the queen of the generals after all, well, let’s just say he is the queen of the generals, and he has gone through a series of battles.
I still have the courage and my reaction is adequate.
At that moment, he shouted urgently: "Six Niang, it's me!"
Unexpectedly, the attack of the dagger did not change, and it was also accompanied by an angry cry: "A heartless thief!"
Feng Junhou was so frightened that he almost lost his mind and hid to the right as fast as he could in his life.
There was a "click", the tip of the dagger was raised again, and debris flew from the edge of the door.
Feng Yong saw it clearly and knew that it was made of Nanxiang's unique fine iron.
I cursed in my heart: Who is so bold as to use my fine iron to please my wise concubine?
Seeing Zhang Xingyi angrily stabbing again with a dagger, Feng Yong was shocked and angry: "Sister, you want to murder your husband?"
“Bah! Shameless! Who is the real husband?”
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, his face that was flushed with anger turned even redder. He cursed shamelessly, but his hands relaxed.
Feng Yong was able to take a breath and quickly stepped aside, "Siniang, please tell me what you have to say."
It's a good thing that Feng Tibi didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Zhang Xingyi suddenly remembered what a certain dog thief said to him during the dinner, and his anger suddenly arose again.
“When you were saying thank you to me in front of me, did you ever think about speaking properly?”
The four words "your family is fine" are very serious.
Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable?
Hand holding the dagger tightly in his little hand, he pressed forward again.
But now that she has lost the opportunity, how can Feng Yong let her get her wish easily?
At this moment, if you don’t retreat but advance instead, you will want to seize the white blade with your bare hands.
Zhang Xingyi had a sneer on his face, as if he had expected it. He blocked with his left hand and kicked forward with his right foot.
Seeing that the exclusive hand-binding technique was actually broken, Feng Tuchel's eyes suddenly widened: "Impossible!"
Is this still justified?
Failing the opportunity again, Feng Tibi had no choice but to retreat in embarrassment.
It doesn’t make sense!
How does this little girl seem to know that my tricks are average?
Obviously I only teach Guan Ji to one person...
Thinking of the big-bellied woman and seeing Zhang Xingyi’s proud look, Feng Yong suddenly realized: Nine times out of ten, I was deceived by my own boss!
Either Siniang managed to steal the Feng family’s secret skills from Guan Ji!
I have thought it through, but it is of no use on how to solve the immediate crisis.
Seeing that the bright knife was about to stab him again, Feng Yong burst out with a strong desire to live: "I have not given birth to you, but you have given birth to me. I am already old, Siniang,"
The expression is sad and miserable, "God's will plays tricks on people."
Zhang Xingyi paused for a moment, but then gritted his teeth and wanted to go up again.
“You hate that I was born early, and I hate that you were born late.”
Zhang Xingyi's eyes were shining faintly, and his hand movements were two minutes slower.
"We have traveled thousands of miles to see each other, but we have not yet arrived. On the 30th day of the month, I miss each other all the time."
“Shameless!”
Zhang Xingyi gritted his teeth and cursed.
Even though she was cursing like this, when she heard this article, she immediately thought of the song "Peach Blossom Song" where "the human face is nowhere to be found", and her heart trembled a few times.
These two articles echo each other perfectly.
Zhang Xingyi only felt that her body was a little soft and her strength seemed to have disappeared.
Feng Yong couldn't see the change in her. He immediately stepped forward to meet her, reached out his hand, held her wrist, and easily snatched the dagger from her hand.
Zhang Xingyi staggered and fell into his arms.
“I should kill you…”
Zhang Xingyi cried, but she hugged him tightly.
Feng Yong took a long breath, put the dagger on the table next to him, and finally hugged her and murmured: "I'm sorry..."
Zhang Xingyi cried louder.
I don’t know how long it took, but the voice in my arms gradually became lower, and finally became silent.
Feng Yong's legs were numb. He turned as far as possible and saw Zhang Xingyi's eyes closed tightly. He didn't know whether he was asleep or unwilling to come out of his arms.
He hesitated for a moment, then bent down to pick her up, then carefully put her on the couch, and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi suddenly stretched out his hand and held him, "Don't leave."
“I thought you were asleep.”
“If you cry for too long, you will become confused. If you move, you will wake up.”
Zhang Xingyi sat up from the couch as he spoke.
After she cried, she felt much calmer, and she even rubbed her somewhat red eyes with the back of her hand.
Feng Yong then sat down on the edge of the couch, reached into his arms, took out something, and put it in her hand: "This is for you."
"What's this?"
Zhang Xingyi took the small object and saw that it was about the size of a finger. It was white and smooth. It looked like it had been played with often. There was a word he didn't recognize engraved on it.
"I asked someone about the thing on Han Qiu's body. It is an ancient thing, and the characters on it are Chinese characters in small seal script. It is considered a trophy of mine."
Feng Yong moved closer to her and said, "I didn't bring you anything good when I went out this time, so I'll give this to you."
Zhang Xingyi’s face finally showed a look of joy for the first time, but he said: “Hey, there is no sincerity at all in giving me the things of a dead person.”
Speaking, he carefully hid it in his arms.
Feng Yong saw that she didn't dislike her, so he dared to hold her hand, "Siniang, thank you for these days."
This time I went on an expedition and encountered an unexpected danger. Although it was a near miss, if it weren't for Zhang Xingyi, Guan Ji would definitely know about it.
Guan Jihuai is pregnant, and the most taboo is emotional instability. If she knows about Feng Yong's danger, who knows whether an accident will happen in a desperate situation?
Zhang Xingyi snorted, "My sister is inconvenient, so I helped. What does this have to do with you?"
"Yes, yes. I was wrong. Si Niang has always been kind-hearted and considerate. She is really a good woman that is hard to find in the world."
Feng Yong quickly flattered.
Zhang Xingyi’s mouth curled up slightly, but she refused to let him go.
“When I first met you, I told you that you were clever and charming, and I was scolded by my aunt. Now it seems that I was right.”
Feng Yong said shamelessly, "What I just said was my sincere praise for Siniang, so why did it become a rhetorical statement? Siniang is very smart. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is Zhuge among women. Can't you hear the truth?"
Zhang Xingyi was so coaxed by this person that she felt happy and snorted again: "What weird thing did you say? What does Zhuge among the girls mean?"
Zhang Xingyi’s eyes turned into crescent moons, and she said, “How dare I use a name like Zhuge among the girls? If I say it, are I afraid of being laughed at as a arrogant person?”
Her eyes flickered and she looked at Feng Yong, her eyes full of suspicion, "You are coaxing me like this, do you have something to ask of me again?"
Whenever this person has something to ask of himself, he is like this and it has never changed.
"The matter of Pingxiang depends on Siniang. If I don't look for Siniang, who else can I look for?"
Feng Yong flattered her again, "When I came back, I saw that Pingxiang was prosperous. All of this was due to Siniang's well-planned plan, which shows her ability."
The smile on Zhang Xingyi's face finally could no longer be concealed. Although she knew that this person was flattering her, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.
She would not be like this if it were anyone else, but this person was very different from others in her heart.
She glanced at Feng Yong with disdain and said, "If you have something to say, just tell me! This flattering look is annoying!"
Feng Yong hurriedly came over and said, "Actually, Siniang also knows about this matter. It is the incident about Hao Zhao revealed by Han Qiu. Siniang, tell me, how likely is it to be true?"
“Also, what I am most confused about is, since Han Qiu hates the big man so much, why would he tell me this news?
Zhang Xingyi had long known about this from the exchange of secret letters.
So she thought about it for a long time. When Feng Yong asked about it, she immediately said: "I think it is true that Hao Zhao wants to die."
"After all, if Hao Zhao is dead, even if Liangzhou wants to hide it, they can only hide it for two or three months at most, and they will eventually find out."
"It doesn't make much sense for Han Qiu to use this to deceive Alang. What we have to worry about is why he said this to Alang."
Feng Yong nodded, "I think so too. It's just that in my profession, I have been thinking about it all the time, but I can't figure out why he wants to help us."
Zhang Xingyi pondered for a moment and then said: "Han Qiu has a grudge against the Han Dynasty, and now he wants to help the Han Dynasty capture Liangzhou. That means that for him, the Han Dynasty's ability to capture Liangzhou is more important than the Han Dynasty's inability to capture Liangzhou. The benefits are even greater.”
“Now that he is dead, then this benefit must not be on him, but on whom is it most likely to be?”
Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi looked at Feng Yong with burning eyes.
Feng Yong frowned, "His relatives and friends? Or people he knows? He can't be a Cao thief, right?"
Zhang Xingyi snorted, "When you used the strategy of driving away wolves and devouring tigers in Longxi, didn't you think that others could also use this strategy?"
“Driving away wolves and devouring tigers? Who is he going to drive away? A big man?”
Feng Yong vaguely caught some clues.
"I'm just guessing." Zhang Xingyi stroked his hair, "The North Branch of the Han family now controls a Hu tribe, and assists Ke Bineng to continuously invade Youzhou."
“If the barbarians in the north want to grow stronger, the best way is to cause civil strife in the Central Plains so that they can profit from it.”
Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi glanced at Feng Yong again, the meaning in his eyes seemed to be asking: Do you understand?
Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat: "Let the big Han and the Cao thieves fight, and naturally no one will care about the barbaric lands in the north."
Zhang Xingyi nodded: "That's right. Now the Han is weak and the thieves are strong, so if it were me, it would be a good idea to help the Han take Liangzhou."
“You can even encourage Kebi Neng to coordinate with the Han from the north and the south to attack Wei from a flank.”
“Because only by forcing the Wei State to use all its strength to compete with the Han Dynasty can they have the opportunity and time to unify the desert.”
“If they were bolder, they could even find a way to disintegrate the tribe led by Kebineng after using Kebineng.”
“In this way, the Tuoba tribe they control will have the opportunity to continue to grow and become a force that can truly threaten the Central Plains.”
“Whether it was the Xiongnu or the Xianbei, when they unified the desert, they all coerced the Han to seek peace.”
"If the northern branch of the Han family can have such power, Alang, what do you think they will do?"
Feng Yong was horrified.
What else can be done? Naturally, he took over the Central Plains!
Thinking of this, Feng Yong's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
More importantly, there is no way to break this situation.
Liangzhou must be captured, and Wei must be destroyed.
The key is, should the Han Dynasty unify the world first, or the desert?
“Si Niang, hearing your words really makes me feel like I’m walking on a night road and suddenly see the dawn.”
Feng Yong held Zhang Xingyi’s hand again and said sincerely, “The talents of the four mothers are much better than mine!”
When Zhang Xingyi heard what he said, her expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but a cunning look flashed in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Feng Yong naturally did not notice these subtle changes in Zhang Xingyi.
He solved a problem in his mind and asked with admiration: "Since Si Niang has such talent, why don't you help me think of something?"
Zhang Xingyi said softly: "Since Ah Lang values my concubine so much, he can just say it directly. Why should he be so polite?"
Feng Yong told her again about Li Hui in detail.
“Si Niang, do you think there is anything strange about this matter?”
Feng Junhou consulted very humbly.
“My opinion is somewhat different from yours.”
Zhang Xingyi thought for a while and then said.
Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat. Did the three of him really think wrong?
"I agree with what Ah Lang was thinking. But if Governor Li is in poor health and wants to resign from the post of Governor of Najiang, then Zhang Yi must be the successor, and Governor Ma has no chance."
Zhang Xingyi said decisively.
“Why?”
Feng Yong asked strangely.
Ma Zhong was not only publicly praised by the late emperor, but also a person valued by the prime minister. He also led an army to pacify Nanzhong. How could he say that he had no chance?
On the contrary, Zhang Yi does not have such a good opportunity to perform.
Zhang Xingyi smiled slightly and said, "Alang, do you know that after the late emperor entered Yizhou, the prime minister and Fazheng had a dispute?"
Feng Yong shook his head.
“At that time, when Yizhou was first established, the late emperor ordered the Prime Minister, Li Yan and other five people to formulate the "Shu Ke" to govern Shu with strict laws, which aroused dissatisfaction among the wealthy families in Shu."
“And Fa Zheng made suggestions to the Prime Minister based on the events of Emperor Gaozu’s entry into the Pass and the Three Chapters of the Civil Agreement, and believed that the territory of Shu was initially determined, and it was appropriate to suspend the ban and relax the ban, and it was not appropriate to use harsh laws.”
"The Prime Minister believes that the Shu region has a long history of being restricted by laws and regulations and supporting each other. Virtue and governance have not been promoted, and threats and punishments have not been strictly enforced. The native people of Shu have arbitrary power and self-indulgence, and the way of monarchs and ministers has gradually been replaced by mausoleums."
"Also use the principle of giving favor to someone, because if the person is in the highest position, he will be humble; if you obey him, you will be kind, but if the kindness is exhausted, you will be slow, and strive to promote strict laws."
At this point, Zhang Xingyi slowed down his voice and said, "Alang, don't you think that Nanzhong today is quite similar to the Shu region back then?"
Feng Yong raised his eyebrows.
"Captain Li is from Jianning. The Prime Minister violated the Han system and allowed him to serve in his hometown. This was a sign of his generosity to Nanzhong. Moreover, the Yi people in Nanzhong were at the beginning of peace at that time, so it was not appropriate to force him too much."
"But it's different now. Nanzhong has been stable for several years, but its laws are still the same as those of the past. If this continues, I'm afraid that the Yi people will not be afraid of the Han laws."
“Therefore, it will be inevitable if after waiting for Governor Li, Zhang Yi, who enforces the law strictly, is sent there so that the barbarians in southern China can also know the laws of the Han family.”
"In this way, we can pave the way for the Han Dynasty to govern counties in Nanzhong." Zhang Xingyi said in a low voice, "Therefore, Governor Li wants to resign from the position of Governor because of his illness. I'm afraid he may not have seen this."
"Even," Zhang Xingyi pondered for a moment before continuing, "it might be the prime minister's arrangement."
Feng Yong finally came to his senses: "Captain Li is lenient, Zhang Yi is strict..."
“Finally, send a governor who is both lenient and strict, and the barbarians will surrender!” Zhang Xingyi smiled slightly.
(End of this chapter)