Chapter 711 Chapter 711: Peeling off the cocoon [2-in-1]
"You, you dare?" The old enemy looked at Zhao Feng as if he were looking at a pervert, the muscles on both sides of his nose were twitching, and his eyes were as fierce as wild beasts , wishing to eat his life, "Zhao, I will take your life for today's shame!"
Wu Xian was frightened in the tent when he heard this.
"Calling for life? What an old man like you?" Zhao Feng has not been very happy in the past few years, and a lot of it is caused by this old guy in front of him. He is angry at Zhao Feng from time to time, but he doesn't mean anything if he doesn't refute it. He didn't understand. He had been holding back a lot of fire for a long time. Now he just let it out. Come out, "I think your son thinks highly of you. Otherwise, with your old face like a Japanese melon, even if you marry a fairy-like wife, your money-losing son will never find the front door of my old Zhao family!"
Wu Xian: "!!!"
The old enemy can't stand it any longer! ! !
Raising his hand, he drew out the sharp sword from his waist.
Sad and angry, he said with shame and anger: "Zhao Pifu——"
Before he could take action, Wu Xian violently threw open the tent door curtain, with rare anger brewing on his face, and shouted sternly: "You What are you doing? Are you going to fight to the death outside the main tent? Do you still take my lord seriously?"
Zhao Feng and his mortal enemy all saluted.
They said in unison: "The general/subordinates dare not."
Wu Xian's anger has not subsided, and the veins on his forehead are beating wildly. Catalyzed by the anger, his tone of voice was much heavier than usual: "Don't you dare? You two say you don't dare to do this or that, but you dare to act, and you dare even more in your heart!"
Zhao Feng and his mortal enemy looked at each other, each feeling disgusted.
Because of Wu Xian's interruption, the two did not really start fighting, but it did not prevent this gossip from gaining wings and flying all over Wu Xian's camp. Although Zhao Feng has been unsatisfactory in the past two years, his strength is here, Wu Xian should use it, and naturally many people are willing to associate with him. Zhao Feng returned to the tent. Before his buttocks were covered with mats to warm him, there was arrogant laughter outside the tent.
Zhao Feng knew who was coming as soon as he heard it.
He opened his mouth and said, "If you want to laugh, you should come in and laugh."
The curtain of the camp tent was opened, and a scribe with a goatee came in. The man was wearing a dark green Confucian shirt, but the clothes were slightly white from starvation. Although he is dressed in a standard scribe's attire, judging from his attire, this person is not doing well: "The great righteous feat was spread all over the world just now. Have you changed your gender today or something? Why can't you suddenly lose your patience and still talk to him? Choking?"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes angrily: "Why should I endure it anymore? I will become a bastard! The ghost is still there. I didn’t like him before, but I don’t like him now! I just scolded him. Is he worthy of scolding him?”
Zhao Feng has been on the battlefield for so many years, experienced countless lives and deaths, and is well aware of the dangers. Zhao Wei left his sight and rushed to another battlefield. How could he not be anxious? He was originally worried about his daughter's safety. There happened to be an eyesore that jumped out.
I couldn't control my emotions all of a sudden.
The scribe laughed loudly: "You are good at talking and talking."
As he said that, he sat down opposite Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng asked him: "Did Gong Su say anything?"
He only cared about himself and forgot about Qin Li's situation. After calming down, he became a little worried and couldn't help but ask the scribes.
The scribe said funnyly: "Are you concerned about Gongsu now?"
Zhao Feng scratched his hair, which he had not washed for several days, feeling embarrassed and guilty: "Oh, I did it for a reason. I was not deliberately provoking trouble. If Gong Su is blamed for this, he has nothing to say."
The scribe gave He took a reassurance.
He said with a smile: "Don't worry, Gong Su is laughing too."
It's fun, who doesn't like to see it?
This group has been marginalized in Tianhai for many years. If Qin Li had not been able to use it and Zhao Feng was not weak in force, life would have been miserable. The main character Wu Xian cannot be said to have done a bad job, but he is too soft-spoken and misses old friendships. The ladies in the backyard are either sisters who were sent to him by someone, or they are related to someone else. The faction headed by Qin Li is at a natural disadvantage. Even though Wu Xian followed Qin Li in all official matters, the exclusion he faced overtly and covertly was always present and eye-catching.
Zhao Feng's outburst also gave them some relief.
"It's good that Gong Su is not angry."
Zhao Feng was completely relieved after hearing this, but the next sentence he said made him almost choke on the cold water he had not yet swallowed: " Dayi, since when did you become so masculine?"
Zhao Feng, who was attacked by Feng Ping: "..."
Zhao Feng became angry: "! "
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"When did I become a man?"
He was so frightened that his voice broke.
The scribe said: "You are not good at masculinity. Why do you want to accept someone else's son as a male favorite? Or a smooth male favorite? If you really accept his son, he will fight with you desperately. Said, according to seniority, you still have to call me father-in-law, which is too bad."
Zhao Feng was helpless. Fu forehead: "...our eldest daughter suddenly wanted a male pet. I was thinking about this matter in my heart, and he happened to bump into me, so I thought I was disgusting and disgusted. Why did it spread that I wanted a male pet? Aren’t you ruining my reputation?”
He has seen the power of rumors.
After the scribe understood the fuss, he laughed again and said: "It turns out that our eldest lady wants it, so we have to give it to her! How many does she want? What kind of things does she want? We are uncles, so we can't be stingy."
Zhao Wei endured hardships with a group of uncles and uncles when he was a child, which led them to be particularly doting on the eldest daughter of the Zhao Feng family. In Zhao Feng's words, Zhao Wei doesn't want the stars, the moon, and the sun in the sky. How can raising a male favorite be considered a big deal?
Not satisfied with this, it seems that my uncle is stingy.
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes for the second time: "If Dawei had the guts to run away from home to resist the marriage, it must be because of you old guys."
I'm glad Zhao Wei is not a man.
Otherwise, he would have been turned into a playboy by these people.
The scribe rubbed his chin: "Dawei? You can just call yourself Dayi, but why do you give your daughter such a random nickname? Can our daughter still wear her Wu Daring Tiger Talisman?"
The character Zhao Feng, at first glance, seems clumsy and somewhat literate, but everyone came from the same place, so why don’t they know its inner story? It’s okay for him to be unreliable, so why would he cheat on his own daughter? Dawei, does this sound good?
Bangdang——
The tea in Zhao Feng's hand was scattered all over the table and the bowl was dropped. He looked up at the scribe in horror: "You, how did you know?"
At that time, he promised to hide for Bai Su that she had used her daughter's body to gather martial courage. Even if he vaguely guessed something later, he never thought of telling Wu Xian, and he didn't even mention it to Qin Li. He was tight-lipped, mentally prepared to carry the secret with him in the coffin.
After learning that his daughter Zhao Wei had become one of them, Zhao Feng was only surprised that Zhao Wei had the ability to protect himself. Even if one day he dies in battle, his daughter will be able to stand on her own feet. At this time, he had no reason to reveal the secret.
Not only will it not be revealed, but it will also try its best to conceal it.
Who would have thought that the person in front of me actually knew.
He knows, does it mean Qin Li...
The scribe saw what he was thinking, and lightly tapped the back of Zhao Feng's hand with the knife fan in his hand to bring him back to his senses: "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone. Not to mention that this is related to the safety of our eldest daughter, even if there is no such relationship, There is no need to tell Qin Gongsu." Zhao Feng vaguely heard some dissatisfaction from his mouth.
"What do you mean by this?"
The scribe turned the fan of swords in his hand, his eyes were deep, and there was a hint of sigh in his words: "Gongsu has been He is also considered dedicated and loyal to his lord. I devoted all my heart to repaying him for the kindness of adopting and rescuing the siege... With such sacrifice, a stubborn stone should be warmed, but the master is still wavering and refuses to fully trust me. Alas, I can't help but feel a little resentful."
The Tianhai series is too exclusive.
Wu Xian did not have the courage to really suppress the Tianhai faction that was provoking trouble for Qin Li. As time went by, the conflicts between the two factions gradually increased. Wu Xian thought he had calmed the situation, but he didn't know that the calm situation was the result of them retreating and retreating, enduring and enduring. In this case, how to force them to be loyal without reservation?
Zhao Fengshou kept secrets of Bai Su and concealed it for Shen Tang. The scribes noticed the clues and kept silent. This is normal.
"Then Gongsu...did he notice it?"
This is what Zhao Feng is most worried about.
The scribe laughed at himself: "Gongsu has been so tired these past few years that his hair has turned gray, and his time with us has been squeezed out. How could he know if I, a idle guy, don't have time to wander around?"
Zhao Feng was completely relieved and a little speechless.
Scolded: "You old guy is following me?"
The scribe raised his eyebrows and said: "Who said that? How can we have so much time to follow you? We are on the battlefield. I saw the eldest daughter, and I didn’t recognize her until I saw her shooting skills. "Recognized, do you think she only suffered a slight injury on the shoulder?"
There are only a few literary scholars in Shen Tang's account. The focus is either on the military formation or on the generals. Zhao Wei is still not a military official. How can a young man with a high level of intelligence be qualified to enjoy the increase in the general's speech and spirit? Could it be that it was his uncle who opened the back door?
To be honest, he was shocked when he saw it.
Zhao Wei's marksmanship looked very familiar, and when he took a closer look, the young general's face also looked familiar. Not sure, check again.
The more I look at her, the more she looks like the eldest daughter of the Zhao Feng family who ran away from home.
After that, he began to pay attention to Zhao Feng's traces.
Finally, Zhao Feng and Zhao Wei met privately, and became even more convinced that the brave warrior was Zhao Wei. It's a lie today, it's true. He raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, Zhao Dayi, you hid the truth deeply."
Zhao Feng said helplessly: "There is nothing we can do about it. Dawei is my pet peeve. You can't bear the thought of her being harmed as a heretic." "?" This was also the main reason why he didn't ask Zhao Wei to come back. He couldn't protect Zhao Wei by staying with him.
Condensing martial courage with the body of a daughter...
Zhao Feng is well-informed and has a clear mind. His political opponents are a bit more evil-minded, and if they are accused of "female chicken Si Chen" and "weird omen", what kind of drought, locust plague, and flood will be blamed on Zhao Wei, and he will not be forced to death?
He was all worried and said: "It is obvious that there are no tigers in the market, but the words of three people can lead to tigers... What I am afraid of is the power of public opinion! What I am afraid of is the fear of people's words! I am afraid What's more, this day has come, even if I give up my life, I can't protect her!"
What Zhao Feng can think of, the scribe naturally wants to get it.
He asked Zhao Feng a question: "Da Yi, have you ever thought about it - why do you think Lord Shen can accommodate the Lord if he can't tolerate it?" On this issue, even Zhao Feng didn't It was discovered that he subconsciously chose to trust Shen Tang instead of Wu Xian.
Zhao Feng explained: "There is a general under Shen Jun. I can't tell you her specific name, but she is also a woman. If Shen Jun can accommodate her, he can naturally protect Dawei. Is this wrong?"
"Then Have you ever thought about why Mr. Shen Can you accommodate that female general?" The scribe looked at Zhao Feng with a half-smile, and then cut off his escape, "Da Yi, don't use excuses like 'Shen Jun is enlightened and kind'..."< br>
Zhao Feng hesitated.
“This, this…what other reason can there be for this?”
The scribe’s knife fan lit the desk: “Have you ever thought from another level that this person is out all day long? The swaggering Shen Jun is also a woman? Is it because of this that she can accept the female general you call her and our eldest daughter without any grudges?”
Zhao Feng: "..."
The scribe was not very useful under Wu Xian's tent, but Shen Tang couldn't help but like to visit everywhere, and the scribe had seen Shen Tang from a distance. That face is so beautiful and handsome that if you don't look at the inscription on the other person's waist, you will definitely think that she is a female monarch, and she is also a beautiful female monarch who can surpass the most beautiful women in the world. However, all these thoughts disappeared when faced with the inscription.
"She is a woman no matter what, right?"
Zhao Feng: "Shen Jun has a literary monogram..."
The scribe rolled his eyes: "Our daughter also has a martial arts What about the courageous tiger talisman? Why did she suddenly grow roots after running away from home for two years?”
Zhao Feng: "...can you stop being so vulgar?"
The scribe chuckled, as if he was laughing at Zhao Feng for being able to talk about elegance one day. Zhao Feng was ridiculed by him, but he was thick-skinned and could not break his defense: "Even if, even if... Shen Jun is a daughter, so what? It makes no sense."
Everyone is an ally now. .
Shen Tang’s side showed strong strength again.
Are the Dragon Slaying Bureau coalition forces still trying to cause trouble?
The scribe said: "How can it be meaningless? Aren't you curious about why this Shen Jun can gather the literary heart? She/he has done something that no one has done for more than two hundred years before..."
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Zhao Feng was not sure what his colleagues were thinking, so he argued: "Why are you so sure that no one has done it for more than two hundred years? Maybe it was done before, but it is unknown whether it died before it could be achieved. In my opinion, you are thinking too much——"
The scribe tapped the handle of the knife fan on the table.
Da da da da, a rhythmic sound.
After a long while, just when Zhao Feng thought he had stopped making trouble, the scribe said quietly: "Speaking of which, there were two dragons fighting over Xiaocheng. You don't know what this means. Why, since then No news after that?”
Zhao Feng was a little confused at first, not knowing what he was talking about.
When he understood, his expression suddenly changed.
He stood up on the spot, and the scribe comforted him: "The reaction doesn't have to be so big. I applied the word spirit before I came in. No one will hear you even if you shout at the top of your lungs. These personal words are just If you talk here, it will never be spread outside."
Even so, Zhao Feng lowered his voice.
He said seriously: "This matter is no small matter..."
He was even more worried about his daughter's safety.
The scribe also whispered in a low voice: "Just because I know it, I have to find out more clearly. Da Yi, you still have the grace to save my lord's life, but you are so angry, have you ever thought about it——"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Feng raised his hand to stop him.
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As expected, the tonsils are inflamed and my voice is hoarse...
(End of this chapter)