It wasn't until Prime Minister Ramo disappeared completely that a slender figure quietly flashed in, but there was a trace of doubt on his pretty face: "Brother Feng, didn't you promise others that you would keep the little prince of Altai as a hostage? ?Why let the other party choose another condition?"
"Huh, why should I keep that little prince? Maybe he still has value in Altai's heart, but in the eyes of his two brothers, he is probably a thorn in their side. They wish we could keep him as a hostage, and it would be best to anger us. So that this hostage can be killed, and then all future troubles will be cut off. Fulfilling their wish will be of great benefit to us? If Shanzhu's division is stationed at the key point of the Bega people, then everything in the Bega country will be in our hands. When we are in control, why do we need to beg others? They can only beg us." Wu Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, while he smoothly pulled the girl into his arms.
Some were not used to being intimate with her lover in this kind of situation. Although there was no one else around, the girl's face turned slightly red and she struggled slightly. However, seeing that her lover had no intention of letting go, she had no choice but to let him. He tilted his body and leaned into Wu Feng's arms.
"Then the other party asked you to help, and you agreed to the other party. Isn't this a sign of regret?" Although the girl was nestled in Wu Feng's arms, her mind was still thinking about what had just happened.
"Repent? It's impossible to talk about it. He hopes that I can keep his brother. I promised him to do my best. It seems that he has not brought us any more realistic preferential conditions. Now I let the infantry division of Shanzhu The regiment is stationed in Bega, which objectively helps him. I can promise him that he can use Shanzhu's infantry division if necessary, but the premise is that he must cooperate with me, otherwise, the throne will definitely not be his. "Wufeng's face was full of tenderness. While sniffing the delicate fragrance of the girl's hair, a pair of devil's palms sneaked into the girl's embroidered jacket.
Shyly twisting her proud body, the girl obviously couldn't accept her lover's affection at any place. She let out a seductive moan in her nose, "Brother Feng, don't stay here. Let's go back to the bedroom."
Tan mouth uttered the last words, and the girl's face was already blushing with shame, and she also hid in Ailang's arms. Although the spring breeze had already come, the girl could not completely let go of herself, which made Wu Feng feel uncomfortable. Regrettably, he also tasted a unique and graceful style. He raised his arm and crossed the girl's knees with one hand, and put his other hand around the girl's waist. He picked up the girl and walked out of the door. The shy girl let out a cry and pulled her away. He quickly buried his head deeply, fearing that the guards outside the door would see his shameful state. But the guards seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene, perhaps they had long been accustomed to their master's romantic methods.
"The mountains are covered with faint clouds, the sky is covered with fading grass, and the sound of horns cuts off the Qiaomen. We pause to fight and chat together to attract our respect. So many old things in Penglai, looking back in the sky, are filled with mist. Outside the setting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and the running water surrounds the isolated village. .”
Banque's sad and confusing "Man Ting Fang" slowly relaxed under Yao Lian's magical playing technique, coupled with the mellow pipa and melodious chorus, immediately put everyone present into a The ethereal and poignant realm, whether Xiao Tang and Su Qin sitting on Wu Feng's left, or Kruff and Ramo sitting on his right, were immediately attracted. Wu Feng was also a little intoxicated by this. In the lyrics and music of forgetting the worldly things, for a moment, a nameless sadness even surged into his heart. Even he was quite surprised. Maybe this is the charm of music art, Wu Feng thought silently.
However, the young man who had been sitting next to Wu Feng didn't seem to be moved by this wonderful performance. Some irritability filled the man's heart. In his opinion, the lyrics and music of such innocent moaning were simply unappreciable, but in the blink of an eye, Seeing that everyone here was intoxicated by it, he could only hold back his temper and bite the bullet and listen.
Wu Feng quickly noticed the young man's impatience, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, "General Cuerdo, I think you don't seem to like Miss Yao's performance very much?"
"No, what did Mr. Li say? Since Miss Yao Lian is famous all over the world, the music she plays is naturally good. It's just that Kurt has lived in a remote place on the grassland for a long time and prefers the things of our own nation." The young man It was Besang, the Luobi people's general who conquered the east, who sent his deputy Kurdo as a special envoy to the northwest in the hope of coordinating relations with Wu Feng.
After accepting the mission, Kurdo rushed to Qingyang all night long, but was dragged by Wu Feng in Qingyang. He never saw the other party's face, which made Kurdo so angry that his teeth itched until Wu Feng and Luzon and Bejia came together. After the negotiation was successfully concluded, Wufengzhen met the opponent lightly. At this moment, the deal was done. Faced with the opponent's strong force, and the other party's reasoning, Cuerdo seemed helpless under Wufeng's sharp diplomatic rhetoric. True to his words, it turned out that it was only then that Kurdo realized that the words he had prepared seemed so weak in front of the other party. Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, he had to accept this bitter reality.
To be honest, Wu Feng really admired the young man next to him. Although he looked quite rough, Wu Feng was keenly aware that under his bold appearance, he had a careful mind. Faced with his aggressive attitude, Although the other party also showed appropriate anger, he always maintained a calm mood. Instead, he took the initiative to come to him and asked to discuss the changes in the situation in the Western Region. This made Wu Feng also feel that there were indeed people in Luo Bei. A lot of talent.
In fact, Kurdo was not as calm and generous as Wu Feng imagined. Li Wufeng kept himself in Qingyang, but here he quietly won the negotiations of the other two parties without telling his side, and waited until he entered the room. At that time, it was already the end of the song and everyone could only watch. Although he was extremely angry, the words of his coach, General Besang, were still in his ears. At the moment, his side did not have time to prepare for a big war, and the temporary mobilization of forces was not enough to deal with what would happen. The consequences of a confrontation with Li Wufeng in the northwest, and they were not sure whether the chiefs and nobles in the clan would agree to fall out with Li Wufeng, so he could only endure it.
Even though Li Wufeng was domineering and arrogant, he was not willing to take the risk of completely turning against his own side. Seizing this point, Cuerdo reluctantly made the other party agree not to hold the Loulan people accountable and guaranteed that there would be no more than one garrison in Bega. The strength of the divisions was to maintain a barely balanced balance of power among the countries in the Western Regions. But Kurdo also knows that an agreement based on an imbalance of power is actually not much better than scrap paper. Who can predict when the other party will change its mind and tear up the agreement? The only way is to find ways to increase the power in your hands.
Just when these two people were thinking a lot, the performance on the stage also entered a climax.
"**. At this moment, the sachet is secretly untied, and the Luo belt is lightly divided. I win the brothel, but I am lucky enough to survive. When will I see you here? On the sleeves, there are traces of crying in the air. At the injured place, I can see Gao Cheng, ***It’s dusk.”
There was no applause, only sighs and applause. Xiao and Su were shaking their heads, showing their true qualities as scholars, completely forgetting their own identities. Even Wu Feng was shaking his head at their performance.
Through the thin veil, the woman carefully observed the people in the audience while playing the piano. The young man sitting in the middle with ease was naturally Li Wufeng, the legendary character known as the King of the Northwest, who was famous in the empire. The two men dressed as literati on his left should be They are Li Wufeng's two right-hand men. It is said that these two people are originally from literary backgrounds, especially Su Qin, who comes from a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. He naturally likes such elegant things. The short, fat man at the end is obsessed with sex. It's probably the guy named Mo Lun who is Qingyang's parent.
But who are the three people on the right side of Li Wufeng? It seems that he should have a high status and be able to attend such occasions, but he does not seem to have a close relationship with Li Wufeng, but Li Wufeng is quite polite to the three of them. Where can these three guests come from
The heroic man has a fierce aura, and the leather hat he wears does not look like the style of the mainland of the empire, but rather looks like he comes from a nomadic area. Could this guy be from the northern prairie? The two men in civilian clothes really couldn't tell each other's identity. It seemed that the two of them rarely talked much. Occasionally, they talked in Tang dialect for one or two sentences. It was not easy to distinguish the other's accent in a few short sentences, but She was certain that these two people were not from the empire, because their accents obviously had that strange foreign tone, which could distinguish them from the accents of people who had lived in the Tanghe hinterland for a long time. .
After the song ended, as usual, the masked woman and her collaborators quietly exited through the back door. No matter how eager the eyes of the people in the audience were, they did not waver at all. Wu Feng, who had already experienced it, did not bother to make any more attempts to persuade him. He looked at As the group of people walked away leisurely, his eyes became even more suspicious.
I can't tell that this woman is really patient. Could it be that she isn't interested in the identities of the people around her? Impossible. Although her performance was perfect, Wu Feng, who had been prepared for it, still discovered through careful observation that the other party's eyes inadvertently glanced at the three people on her right for a brief pause, but paid less attention to the three on her left. Much more. This can only mean one thing. The other party knows or knows the identities of the three people on the left, but is more interested in the three people on the right. What does this mean
A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Wu Feng's mouth. He didn't need to worry about these things. The internal affairs department and the security department would naturally pay attention to all this.