Jin Siyu was startled, then understood what she meant, and suddenly smiled, the laughter was full of sarcasm.
"Your head? You are really full of self-confidence. There are three thousand people under my throne, and hundreds of counselors. Which one is not an outstanding man and full of talents? You are not a famous scholar, and you can't enter the study of the king's outer courtyard! Who are you? What do you think? What is it? A woman, a soldier from an enemy country, at best she is a little smart, and luckily she won't be defeated for the time being. Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me and be my think tank? Why do you have it?"
He spoke urgently and quickly, and his pale face was slightly red.
Feng Zhiwei didn't look angry, and looked at Jin Siyu who was rarely so excited, with a little interest, and smiled after he finished speaking: "Why should I?"
Leaning against the table, she looked down at Jin Siyu, stared into Jin Siyu's eyes, and said softly: "Because I entered Qingming at the age of fifteen, I was promoted to a long scroll and became a peerless national scholar; because I entered the cabinet at the age of sixteen, I was sent to the South China Sea as an envoy." The Department of Ship Affairs of the first construction, based on the fact that I worshiped the lieutenant general at the age of seventeen, Baitouya will overwhelm your 100,000 soldiers from Da Viet!"
"..."
There was no sound in the room for a long time, not even the sound of breathing, as if someone's breathing had been forced back into the stomach by the huge shock and surprise, and it took a long time for a gossamer-like sound, winding in the faint smoke and medicinal fragrance Floating, swirling a touch of bitter taste.
"Sure enough... it's you."
Feng Zhiwei stood up straight, smiled and bowed, "Master Tiansheng, Minister of Rites, Deputy General Wei Zhi pays homage to King An of Dayue."
Jin Siyu sat in a daze, looking at the woman in front of him, dressed as an ordinary soldier, with a calm demeanor, obviously accustomed to wearing men's clothing, with a calm and elegant demeanor, a kind of calmness and calmness that does not change when a mountain collapses in front of him, similar to the legendary Tiansheng that The stunningly talented young man with long sleeves and good at dancing is indeed very similar, but he is different from the sharp-eyed young man I saw under the moon in Qianjingou, and the fierce woman with blood on her face in the siege of thousands of people at the foot of Baitou Cliff. For more than two months, the gentle and playful peony is different.
Who can read the heart of this thousand-faced woman
Wang Shaoyao is Wei Zhi, this idea arose from the moment she was captured. He spared her life, but it made him want to overthrow her from time to time. He couldn't believe that the unparalleled young man who was famous all over the world, even Dayue knew and was wary of, was actually a woman.
After getting along for more than two months, he gradually felt that she was not Wei Zhi, she wouldn't be, she shouldn't be, and he didn't want her to be.
If so, what room is there to accommodate a period of warmth that shouldn't happen between foreign battlefields
He could take a prisoner of war as a concubine, but he could only behead Wei Zhi.
I have persuaded myself countless times... If it was Wei Zhi, the boy who became famous must be proud and arrogant, how could he be so gentle, tactful and low-key
He still underestimated her too much.
"Okay... okay..." After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Since Mr. Wei has revealed his identity, this king doesn't feel the need to negotiate with Mr. Wei anymore—you and I are hostile and each is his own master." , the souls of one hundred thousand Da Yue soldiers in the Battle of Baitouya are still alive, and they stand between each other, what can we talk about? How should we talk about it?"
"Once a general succeeds, the battle of borders between countries has never ceased for a day, and it can't be regarded as the hatred between you and me." Feng Zhiwei smiled and said, "Your Highness, those old accounts of war, but It's up to each other, can we put it aside and just discuss our own affairs?"
"Our business?" Jin Siyu's voice changed a little, and he looked at her incredulously—you don't know whether to do it, you really plan to be Wang Shaoyao, right
"Wei Zhi is known as the unparalleled national scholar, and the one who wins the country will win the world, Your Highness should know." Feng Zhiwei moved a snow-white face closer, and looked at Jin Siyu sincerely.
"So what?" Jin Siyu sneered, "That's your Tiansheng national scholar, isn't it..." He suddenly stopped.
Feng Zhi smiled and squinted at him.
"What do you mean..." Jin Siyu had a thoughtful look on his face.
"Wushuang Guoshi said that it came from Dacheng six hundred years ago, and Dacheng had a vast territory at that time. Your current land is also within the territory of Dacheng. The prophecy of Dacheng's amazing and brilliant founding emperor obviously does not just refer to Tiansheng refers to the whole world."
"I am a national scholar." Feng Zhiwei pointed at her nose solemnly, "And I have also used the achievements of the past two years to prove to the world that Dacheng's prophecy is true. Have you ever seen a sixteen-year-old servant and a seventeen-year-old deputy general? Oh, it is said His Majesty Tiansheng granted me the title of Marquis of Loyalty and the rank of General Wuwei, and soon I will be an eighteen-year-old Super Lord."
"Congratulations." Jin Siyu raised his eyelids to look at her, "Congratulations on your great success as a teacher, and you will soon be named a Marquis and Prime Minister, and receive the highest honor."
"Congratulations, congratulations." Feng Zhiwei said solemnly, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness Prince An for winning the unparalleled national scholar, the territory of the world, within the palm of your hand!"
There was another silence in the room.
The two looked at each other, one silently examined, the other smiled calmly.
After a while Jin Siyu opened his mouth again, this time speaking very slowly, seeming to consider every word, "Wei Zhi, you are an important minister of Tiansheng, and you are famous for being cunning and cunning. I can't trust you."
"I'm not from Tiansheng." Feng Zhiwei sneered, "I'm an orphan who doesn't even know where I came from. The identity and resume in Tiansheng's official file is just a high-sounding fake resume that has no place to verify. Do you know if I am from Tiansheng or Dayue? Or from Xiliang? Since I don’t know where I am from, why should I be so clear about who I work for?”
She turned her back and looked at the vast land with her hands behind her back, "The world will be divided for a long time, it will be divided for a long time, and it will be united for a long time. Sooner or later, it will still be unified. If that is the case, why stick to one family and one country?"
Jin Siyu stared at her back in astonishment, he never thought that such ambitious words would come from a woman's mouth. When he was still thinking about the Dai Viet throne, this woman was already thinking about the unification of the world without distinction of borders.
"What's more... my life is more important..." Feng Zhiwei turned her back, and the majestic and strange woman instantly turned into a boudoir who valued pennies and pennies, "I have been poisoned by you, and I am destined to stay by your side to save my life. If I want to stay by your side, of course I have to fight for the best status and treatment for myself, who is the national scholar, not the national scholar?"