"I'll follow you!" Yao Yangyu refused.
"No." Feng Zhiwei replied more bluntly, "Your martial arts are not good enough."
The second-generation ancestors stared at Feng Zhiwei like a fighting cock with their necks straight, but Feng Zhiwei didn't even look at them, Chunyumeng gloated and laughed, as if you don't even think about it if I go.
"We will be very careful!" Yao Yangyu begged again. He looked in the direction of Mount Baitou, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"You will only be a burden if you follow me." Feng Zhiwei was not polite, "You think it would be easy for you to go straight to the camp? There are 100,000 people in the camp!"
"Then why did you bring her?" Yu Liang shook his head at Hua Qiong unconvinced.
Hua Qiong drew out the double knives around her waist with a swipe, and pointed at Yu Liang, "Why? Talk with the knives!"
Yu Liang stared and stopped talking. He also became a monk halfway to learn martial arts, but he was better at learning martial arts than him. What can he do
"Black Widow!"
"Little boy!"
It was like a cockfight over there, but Zhiwei didn't seem to hear it here.
"Mr. Zong is following your team." Feng Zhiwei said, "I have scouted the terrain, and there is an inconspicuous hole behind the cliff. If something goes wrong, you can retreat from the hole. It is actually not dangerous, but you guys It's much more difficult for Bian Yishi to go all the way to the camp than us, don't worry, Brother Gu is with me."
Yao Yangyu was about to say something else, but Zhiwei Feng stood up unquestionably, when suddenly there was a "bang", a figure flew down from the sky.
The man fell down in embarrassment, stunned and gnawed at the mud.
In the distance, Young Master Gu clapped his hands and said, "Overhear." He walked away slowly.
The people on the ground raised their heads with difficulty. It was Wei Yu, the school captain sent by Ning Yi. Feng Zhiwei held a top-secret military meeting, so naturally he would not be allowed to participate.
"General..." Wei Yu climbed up, shivered at Shang Feng Zhi's slightly smiling eyes, but said urgently, "Your plan is too risky..."
"Are you going to report to King Chu?" Feng Zhiwei interrupted him.
Wei Yu actually nodded, looked at her sincerely, and said: "General, before I came, His Highness personally told me that no matter what your thoughts are, please listen to what he asked Xiaowei Yao to tell you. As long as there is any news, it must be reported to him, this is the king's order, and I... cannot violate it."
"Then you report it." Feng Zhiwei's answer was also unexpected, she clapped her hands, and Young Master Gu brought over a lame donkey.
The donkey is extremely ugly, extremely old, and extremely decadent. The corners of the eyes are covered with gum, and the eyes are dying.
Feng Zhiwei looked at Young Master Gu with admiration, she only said to find a donkey, it was really hard for him to find such an earth-shatteringly weak donkey.
Wei Yu saw that it was as thin as a knife, and the back of its butt could be cut if it sat down, and its face was more bitter than Coptis chinensis.
A hundred miles away, use this donkey to report back? When people arrive, the war must be over.
"Go." Feng Zhiwei kindly put him on the donkey's back, slapped the donkey's buttocks, and the old donkey swayed out like a snail, "Remember to say hello to Your Highness for me, this donkey doesn't have to be returned to me, just Said that I gave him to make up his body, flowers to complement the beauty, and a donkey to give to the virtuous king, Wei Zhi is filial, please His Highness, please respect him."
Wei Yu rode his donkey to "report" with a bitter face, Feng Zhiwei looked up at the sky, and said: "He Lianzheng is about to deliver the food, and he will start when he is full, right or wrong, only at the second watch tonight !"
The wind in the autumn night passed over the tip of the grass, and its rustling sound made the bonfire blown to pieces.
The crying in the carriage never stopped.
Dapeng sighed, took the roast leg of lamb from the fire, walked to the side of the car, and said softly, "Aunt Mei Duo, let's eat something."
What answered him was a higher-pitched desolate cry.
"Your Majesty is too cruel!" A guard sitting by the fire said with a sullen face, "What does it matter if Auntie follows? She can't even move now, what is Your Majesty afraid of?"
"To be honest, I think what Auntie said is right. She can't be sent back to the royal court." Another guard frowned, "The big concubine, you know, is very powerful. I'm afraid they will really send her back to Texas."
"Where can I go back!" Someone said angrily, "Look at what she has become!"
"Central Plains women are scheming, and they are the most competitive!"
"that is!"
"Don't talk about noble people behind your back!" Dapeng came over, shouted in a deep voice, everyone stopped, and after a long silence, they couldn't help it, and someone said: "Master Dapeng, look, Auntie is like this, don't eat anymore If I don't drink and cry all day, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the royal court, so she..."
Dapeng's face changed, these words hit his worry, the king handed Mei Duo to him, if something happened on the way, how would he explain to the king
"I'll persuade her." He got up and walked to the car.
"Auntie, eat something, you have to wait until the king comes back." Dapeng squatted at the door of the car, persuading him earnestly.
"Can I wait for him to come back?" Mei Duo's voice came out faintly accompanied by sobbing for a long while.
She was finally willing to answer, Dapeng was overjoyed, and said: "Persist, Your Majesty will be back soon, it's only half a day's journey..."
Mei Duo suddenly stopped talking, and said in a low voice for a long while: "I don't want to go back to the royal court."
Dapeng rubbed his hands in embarrassment, Mei Duo said: "We'll just wait for him here, shall we?"
Dapeng was startled, hesitated and said: "This..."
Seeing that he was moved, Mei Duo immediately said: "We are on the way back to the royal court, you can say something is delayed, the king just doesn't want me to follow him, but he didn't say that I can't wait for him halfway, I... I dare not go back to the royal court..."
She cried again, her voice was mournful, Dapeng felt sour when he smelled the smell of medicine and a slight rancid smell coming from the carriage.
Several guards came over and persuaded each other, Dapeng finally nodded.
Mei Duo's crying gradually subsided, Dapeng sighed, got out of the car and looked at a low rocky mountain not far away, and ordered the guards to drive the chariot and horses into the mountain depression.
Mei Duo seemed to be in a better mood, and got out of the car and sat by the bonfire, talked to the guards in a low voice, and roasted some mutton with her own hands and handed them to the guards. The guards looked at her emaciated face The eyes are sincere, and the heart is sour, and it is very happy to eat her roasted meat.