Zhao Fuyi smiled approvingly: "Okay, Master Yan..."
"The final general thought it was wrong." Feng Ye stood up abruptly, "Bao Yunyong is a surly and vicious man, and his actions are unpredictable. He has already killed three of Mr. Liang's followers, do you want to send another envoy to die?" In the end, his tone became high and his tone became severe, while glaring at Yan Sikong fiercely.
Yan Sikong didn't look at him, but said: "Bao Yunyong sent Mr. Liang back safely, which means that what he wants is not to kill at will. He wants to delay the time, so we will let him go. Since the subordinate dares to go, we will let him go." Be sure to complete the mission and come back alive."
Liang Guang took a deep breath, frowned, and said, "What are you going to do? Then Bao Yunyong doesn't like oil and salt, and even if I say something, he will ignore it."
"Follow what you like, donate gold, silver and treasures, and the lower officials will act as a low profile, pretending to seek peace, playing by ear, and displaying our plan."
Feng Ye said loudly: "If this happens, Cheng Jun will be disgraced. Besides, how can you be sure that you will come back alive? If Bao Yunyong sees through you, he will chop you up with a knife!"
Both Zhao Fuyi and Liang Guang looked at Feng Ye rather puzzled, Feng Ye's reaction was too intense.
Yan Sikong finally turned his face, looked deeply at Feng Ye, shook his head slightly, and signaled him to calm down with his eyes.
Feng Ye's eyes were wide open, and his nose flapped vigorously, obviously in a fit of anger.
Zhao Fuyi thought for a moment, then looked at Liang Guang: "I think we can give it a try, Mr. Liang, what do you think?"
Liang Guang shunned his beard, and finally nodded: "It's rare that I, Dasheng, have such a young and passionate pillar of talent as Mr. Yan. If this plan succeeds, it will turn the whole battle situation around. Mr. Yan, I entrust it to you."
Yan Sikong knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said: "I will sacrifice my life and forget about death, and I will live up to my fate."
Feng Ye gritted his teeth, knowing that there was no room for change, he simply knelt on the ground: "The final general is willing to go with Master Yan to protect the safety of Master Yan."
"Impossible." Zhao Fuyi immediately refused, "I will send a few more skilled soldiers to accompany me."
"Why not." Feng Ye's eyes were blazing, "Is there any incompetence in the last general? Please tell the general clearly."
"You have your own arrangements in the camp, I can't let you go to Kuizhou City, it's too risky."
"Master Yan has a heavy responsibility, is there anything more important than protecting him right now?" Feng Ye glanced at Yan Sikong, and said in a deep voice, "Master Yan is my best friend, and I must not see him in danger and ignore him." .”
Yan Sikong bowed his head and remained silent. With Fengye's temper, what he was going to do was something ordinary people could shake.
"Is it dangerous to go on an envoy to the enemy's camp? Lord Yan put himself in danger to win this battle against the rebellion, why did you risk yourself?" Zhao Fuyi said loudly, "So what if you go, It's really dangerous, can you stop ten thousand people with one?!"
Feng Ye's cheeks bulged, and his eyes were cold and hard: "The first day the general entered the Jingshan camp, the general warned me that regardless of my background in the army, I shouldn't respect myself as a son of the eldest son, but now I am a general. Distinguish me from other soldiers because of my identity."
"You..." Zhao Fuyi's eyebrows jumped up in anger.
Feng Ye clasped his fists tightly: "I hope the general will help you."
Zhao Fuyi let out a long breath, his face was ashen, and said: "Feng Ye, you have many strengths, but you are stubborn, and you will be taught a lesson sooner or later."
"Thank you, General, for your reminder."
"I will allow you to go with Master Yan, but you must not reveal your identity."
"I will understand in the end."
"I expect that Bao Yunyong will not be as reckless as Master Liang, but you two still need to play by ear and protect yourself."
"yes."
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After leaving the tent of the Chinese army, Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's arm and roughly dragged him into his tent.
"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong yelled, "What are you doing! Why do you have to take risks with me..."
"What are you doing!" Feng Ye shook off Yan Sikong's hand vigorously, his face was stiff, his dark pupils burst out with piercing anger, "Who will allow you to make your own decisions? Who will allow you to go to the enemy's camp? "
Yan Sikong took a deep breath and said softly, "Whose permission do I need?"
"Mine!" Feng Ye growled, grabbed Yan Sikong's skirt, and stared at him condescendingly, "Yan Sikong, why do you think Liang Guang can't do something, you can do it right away?" To? You are so eager to make meritorious service, not hesitate to go deep into the tiger's den? You are so young, why are you so anxious!"
"I'm not just doing meritorious service. As a minister of Dasheng, how can I enjoy the imperial salary for nothing, even when I serve the country, I have a duty to do so."
"... So you have already made up your mind? Let me tell General Zhao your plan. You have long planned to go to the enemy camp, but you didn't even discuss it with me."
"I..." This was the first time Feng Ye got angry at him, he felt his heart trembling, and he couldn't say he was afraid, but the sharpness and stern gaze, he unconsciously wanted to avoid, "I did it on a whim. "
"Lie!" Feng Ye clenched his back molars, and his fists clenched and loosened, but he didn't know what to do with the person in front of him, "You want to risk yourself, but you didn't let me know until the end, Yan Sikong, you What do you take me for?"
Yan Sikong pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Feng Ye's wrist, his tone slowed down: "Feng Ye, can you and I speak calmly?"
"I just ask what you think of me." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong, "How dare you make such a decision without saying a word? Hmm?"
Yan Sikong sighed: "Feng Ye, I also have the ambition to make contributions and serve the country in my heart, you can't stop..."
"I can." Feng Ye squeezed Yan Sikong's chin, and said coldly, "I can let you do ordinary things, but I will never allow you to put yourself in danger, I would rather you not do it." Shi, I want you to be safe too."
"You... what do you mean by that?"
"It means, next time, you don't want to be an official." Feng Ye forced Yan Sikong to raise his face, and when his four eyes met, strong emotions collided in the air.
Yan Sikong was taken aback, Feng Ye's wolf-like sharp and dangerous eyes were filled with words that could not be commented on, he knew Feng Ye was serious. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I would like to ask, what do you think of me? I have studied hard for twenty years, and I am not an official. Why should I go to your Shizi's mansion to be a man who specially serves you?" Pet?"
A trace of ferocity flashed across Feng Ye's face: "Sometimes, I really wish you were mine alone."
"Fengye!" Yan Sikong shouted angrily.
Feng Ye hugged Yan Sikong into his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "I have never thought of you so badly, I just want to protect you, but if you put yourself in danger again, I will never forgive you."
Yan Sikong let out a long sigh, and gradually calmed down. He stretched out his hand, hugged Feng Ye's generous back, and said in a low voice, "I know you care about me."
"Since you know, you don't even discuss it with me." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "You really annoyed me, there will be no next time, you know?"
"Ok."
Feng Ye caressed Yan Sikong's back, his tone softened, but his words were still strong: "Kong'er, I like you, I am willing to pamper you, hold you, and protect you. You want to be promoted, want to I would rather help you if you have made contributions, but I want you to follow a safe career and stay by my side in peace. In the future, you will not make up your own mind in everything, promise me."
A mocking smile rose from the corner of Yan Sikong's mouth, and he said softly: "...OK." Is there really a safe official career in this world? Even if there is, he can't go.
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Yan Sikong only brought one guard on this trip, Feng Ye, and of course, a boatload of gold, silver and jewels, heading to Kuizhou city.
Yan Sikong dared to go to the enemy camp because he expected that Bao Yunyong would not kill him, otherwise he would not be stupid enough to come and die.
Bao Yunyong killed Liang Guang's entourage, his goal has been achieved, this time he will probably treat him well, even for the sake of this ship of gifts.
In the cabin, Feng Ye was wearing the light armor of an ordinary soldier, but he couldn't hide the appearance of that man. Especially at this time, his face is deep and serious, which makes him even more imposing.
Yan Sikong poured Feng Ye a cup of tea: "Moisten your throat."
Feng Ye pushed the tea away: "It's you who should moisten your throat. I'll see Bao Yunyong later, and I'll rely on your tongue to shine."
Yan Sikong smiled and said: "Still angry, you, you are really like a child sometimes."
Feng Ye snorted coldly: "Your words made me even more angry."
Yan Sikong held Feng Ye's hand: "Feng Ye, I originally planned to go to the meeting alone, and I didn't want to put you in danger at all."
"How could I let you come alone!"
"I know." Yan Sikong smiled, "With you here, I feel much more at ease."
Only then did Feng Ye's expression soften, he stretched out his hand and stroked Yan Sikong's cheek: "No matter what happens, I will definitely protect you."
Yan Sikong rubbed his cheek against Feng Ye's palm, and said softly, "I know."
Looking from a distance, a strong city stands in front of it, which is Kuizhou, the gateway city of the waterways between the two lakes. I saw red and white banners waving on the top of the city, with the word "Bao" jumping on it. In the territory of Dasheng and above the city, the flag of his surname is planted impressively, how presumptuous and rebellious it is.
Yan Sikong squinted his eyes and stared at the glaring flag, vaguely feeling that it seemed to be an ominous omen, after all, this was the first flag of a different surname erected on the king's land in the more than 200 years since Dasheng Guozuo.