Chapter 231:

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It didn't take long for Hua Qiong and He Lianzheng to arrive. It was at this time that the war on Vietnam changed.
First, in a battle, the Tiansheng army ambushed and defeated, and the coach Qiu Shangqi was seriously injured.
After tracing, it was found that the problem was in the Huzhuo Department and the Jinpeng Department in the 12th Department of Huzhuo. Because of the uneven distribution of the big snow meadows this winter and the dissatisfaction in the heart, the Da Yue was secretly betrayed the military. The leader of the Jinpeng Ministry questioned and was killed by the hidden warriors of the Jinpeng Ministry. The Huzhuo Department was suddenly in a mess. It is said that since the death of the Pharaoh, it was divided into inheritance rights and tribal powers. Every day he was fighting the dead.
Huzhuo Department is the territory of Tiansheng. Such a thing is naturally not allowed to happen. Emperor Tiansheng immediately granted Helianzheng's request to return to the grassland, and sealed Helianzheng as the twelve Khan of Huzhuo. Prairie took over, and issued a stern reprimand to reprimand the leader of Jinpeng Dala, demanding that he immediately surrender the murderer who assassinated the old king, and return to the new king.
The edict is the crown of the crown, but everyone knows that the prairie tribe is tough, and only believes that the winner is the king. If the Shunyi king Helianzheng cannot overcome the chaos of the prairie, it is a short decree, and I am not allowed to lose everything. corpse.
He Lianzheng immediately returned to the grassland, and said goodbye to Feng Zhiwei before leaving. Feng Zhiwei only said lightly: "No need to say goodbye, I will go with you."
On the second day, Emperor Sheng made a decision. Feng Fengzhiwei was the master of Shengying County. He was married to Helianzheng. He was married by Changyingwei and led by Chun Yumeng.
This seal with the word "holy" shocked the Manchu Dynasty, but Feng Zhiwei only hid the sneered smile in a gentle expression--sure enough, the most sacred was not available.
He Lianzheng was both happy and worried, and his mind was disturbing and he could not speak, but Feng Zhiwei only went to the temple to calm the lead. In the complicated vision of everyone, "the poor just flew to the branch and will go to die."
On that day, the Golden Temple was high and the head of the St. Ying County was straight. The long skirt dragged on the Jade Steps. Her back was full of writing.
On that day, King Shunyi and his party walked out of the main hall, crossed Jiulongtai, passed Yutang Street, Yueshen Watergate, left Yongning Gate, and left Beijing.
On that day, Minnan Dao Qincha, Zhengnan coach, Chu Wang Ning Yi triumphantly returned to Beijing, and the Qincha ceremonial ceremonies entered from Chang'an Gate, crossed Shenshuimen, passed Yutang Street, entered Jiulongtai, and went to the main hall.
Pass by.
When King Chin sent the minister's horseshoes and embarked on the red silk of the wedding team, Di Jing has become a memory.
When the minister sent the emperor to worship the gratitude in the Golden Temple, accepting the series of feasts, meritorious deeds, and rewards... In the prosperous turmoil of Emperor Jing again, the long horse team of the master of Shengying County has traveled to the grassland .
The wind on the grassland is very hard and very cold.
Feng Zhiwei stood by the shimmering Changshui, watching the sunset gradually burn off himself, and watching the shattered water gradually fall into darkness, and for a long time, he slowly smiled.
She gently took something out of her sleeve. She was square and square, her tentacles were delicate, and she didn't have to look at it, she could also feel the beautiful patterns naturally generated on it.
The things that are naturally beautiful in this world are mostly poisonous.
Now she understands it.
Wind blowing on the water, blowing the sleeves up and down, there is a voice whispering in the wind, but I don't know if it is the snowy reeds that are always on the road, singing, or the Anlanyu sea under the night, the tide rises The ebb and flow are endless.
Who is listening to reed singing, who is listening to Haichao Fu poems, who is listening to the Changshui River under the night wind.
"Boom."
After a long, long time, there was a soft sound on the surface of the water, and then it fell to silence.
The night in the grassland is deep and cool.
"Why don't we cross the river at night?" He Lianzheng asked her frowning when she returned to the camp.
"You know why you can't." Feng Zhiwei sat down on his side. "Although the other side is not the site of the Jinpeng Department, the twelve are now in chaos. Who knows that the other side will not be distracted? Cross the river at night, too dangerous."
She picked up a glass of goat's milk and frowned before she approached.
"Don't force yourself if you don't want to drink." Helian Zheng held her hand.
Feng Zhi didn't move, his eyes drooped, and while holding his wrist for a while, He Lianzheng immediately accused him and withdrew his hand.
Turning his gaze, Feng Zhiwei smiled casually, saying, "You can't stop doing things in the world just because you don't like them."
She looked up, drank the goat's milk in one bite, and took her handkerchief from Helianzheng to wipe her lips and smiled at him.
Helian Zheng doesn't speak-he knows that if she talks to her at this moment, she will spit out the goat milk she just drank, and then she will continue to drink later, so why bother to toss her.
He turned his eyes away, not wanting to let her see the distress in his eyes.
The knowledge has changed slightly.
What has changed is not her usual personality. She is still gentle and gentle, and she still smiles, but only the people who are always with her know that behind her gentle and gentle smile is the frosty and desolate.
If before, she was cold and spicy under the tender appearance, and there was still a hot world weather, behind the tenderness at this moment, there was only an endless silence.
She regretted that she was not smart enough and ruthless, so she would not allow herself to indulge and tolerate.
Including... feelings.
On the day His Majesty gave his marriage, he found a trace of surprise in the grief and pain of losing his father, but when he looked up to see her calm eyes, his heart sank heavily.
That is what holds a heart, Feng Zhiwei.
She is closer to him than ever before, she is farther away from him than ever before.
This vast prairie is not as empty as her heart.
"Resue early. Tomorrow you will enter the 12 sites of Huzhuo. In the days to come, you will be tired." Helian Zheng took her cup.
"Maybe... from now on, you have to be tired." Feng Zhi frowned slightly and endured the general disgust.
With a slight sigh, Helian Zheng stood up and decided to start tomorrow, not allowing any goat's milk to appear in her tent to see how she would drink it.
He stepped out of the account, and his quick steps brought a cool breeze at night. Feng Zhi looked at his back slightly, thinking about the domineering man with a little rogue spirit. This day was also much quieter than before. Is the father's violent death family unpredictable and heavy?