And the team all the way to the west, after the Hangu Pass, a few days later after the Tong Pass, to the ancient capital of Chang'an, an endless stream of local officials on the way to greet each other, are to come to visit the Ministry of Shangshu Feng Lun, send some local special gifts, Feng Lun received one by one, and the team in Chang'an for a while, replenish the grain and grass, continue to the north.

By the time he arrived in Yan'an, there were more than a dozen large trucks of supplies behind the convoy of relatives than when they set off, and they were full of filial piety from officials from all over the country to Feng Lun.

In the past ten days, Zhang's did not cry or make trouble, and said little, but the farther north, the drier and colder the climate, she accidentally contracted the wind cold, and her body gradually weakened.

Feng Lun saw it in his eyes, and was secretly anxious, for fear that she would be sick and unconscious before she could reach the Turks.

He personally sent her black chicken ginseng soup, and talked with her heartily, Xiao with the national righteousness, said something for the common people in the world to sacrifice their lives for righteousness, personal happiness is nothing, Zhang is surprisingly calm, from time to time to insert a few words, so that he, a scholar who is full of poetry and books, has a feeling that this woman talks extraordinarily, and secretly sighs that this woman is really not comparable to ordinary women.

Now, although he has the idea of taking her for himself in his heart, it is difficult to recover the holy decree.

After this conversation, Zhang gradually thought about it, and could barely eat porridge water and pills.

When the guards who led the way shouted, "A few hundred miles ahead, it is Shuofang City", she was sitting in the carriage tent and suddenly perked up, and her originally slightly haggard face suddenly had a trace of morbid ruddyness.

The road is tortuous, Shuofang City is located on the plateau, and there is a high mountain in the south, blocking the way of the team, Shuofang City can only enter from a long valley in the east, and the team must first follow the banks of the Yellow River, bypass a big bend, and then enter Shuofang City from the border of Yulin County.

Feng Lun didn't want to enter Shuofang City, so he went directly north to Yulin, crossed the Yellow River and entered the Turkic territory, but Zhang's body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the bumps along the way, so he decided to let her recuperate in Shuofang City for a period of time and wait for her body to improve, and then go on the road again.

In fact, he also wanted to see who the dark guard general who made the Turkic soldiers flee when they heard the wind and made this remote border city glow with the "Shuofang Spring", who was sacred.

Before dark, the team arrived at the mouth of a waterfall in the Yellow River, and set up camp only a hundred miles east of Shuofang City.

The guards and sentinels are distributed on both sides of the Yellow River, talking and listening to the surrounding movements at any time, the more they go to the border area, the weaker the border defense of the imperial court, and the more rampant the power of the rogues and bandits, along the way, there are already many robbers who block the road and rob them.

To the west of the Yellow River, it is the border with the Turks, and now it is occupied by Liu Wuzhou, the captain of Yingyang Mansion, and further down, across the Fen River, is the Jinyang City occupied by the Li family father and son.

……

"Report!"

"Come in." Feng Lun was in the tent, and then in the dim light, reading the scroll.

"Princess Xinyi asked her subordinates to pass the word, saying that they wanted to see the Yellow River Waterfall here."

"Oh?" Feng Lun put down the book and smiled, "Since the princess has this Yaxing, this official will accompany her to enjoy this rare beauty." ”

……

Under the personal escort of several guards, Zhang and Feng Lun stood together, looking at the rumbling Yellow River waterfall, rushing down, hitting the protruding stones, splashing white mist, rumbling like a galloping horse, shaking the hearts of every guard of the team.

"Is the princess feeling better?" Feng Lun stood beside Zhang and asked with a smile.

At this time, Zhang looked at the river of the waterfall, with a look of surprise and admiration on his face, the moonlight was hazy, and according to her charming face, there was an indescribable moving charm, with a trace of elegance that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Feng Lun is already in his forties, and he has seen so many beauties in his life that he has seen like stars, and there has never been a beauty like Zhang's, which makes his heart beat like a jerky boy who sympathizes with Dou Chukai.

knew that she was so bright and moving, touching his heart, how could he be willing to recommend her to the emperor to be the princess, he finally understood the mood of Emperor Han Yuan when he sent Zhaojun out of the fortress, no wonder Emperor Han Yuan would be angry and killed the painter Mao Yanshou who painted Wang Zhaojun extremely ugly, if Yang Guang learned that Zhang was such a beauty, I am afraid that he Feng Lun has already been unloaded by Yang Guang.

Zhang glanced back at him and smiled slightly: "Thank you Lord Feng for your concern, I'm much better." ”

"That's good, you can enter Shuofang City tomorrow, princess, please relax, what you want to eat, where you want to go, just let someone inform the lower officials."

Feng Lun was a little afraid to look at her eyes, for fear that if he looked at it more, he would be a little more reluctant, in the Baihua Building of the Red Apricot Courtyard in Luoyang City, the glamorous name of the Laurel Fairy and the Peony Fairy were neck and neck.

"Lord Feng, can you introduce me to this Shuofang City? I heard that the Turks and Han people live in harmony in this Shuofang city, and I really want to see what is going on. ”

Her voice was charming and moving, with a touching tenderness, and Feng Lun couldn't help but feel an urge to listen to her all the time when he heard this.

He has always been calm and calm, but when asked by Zhang, he was like a frizzy man who was eager to show off his knowledge to his sweetheart, and introduced to her the various changes in Shuofang City over the years.

As a secretary of the ministry, he usually helps the emperor to review the recitals sent by officials from all over the country, and has a wide range of knowledge, although he has not been to Shuofang City in person, but he is also the head of the way, as if he has experienced it himself.

Especially the way Zhang listened attentively to what he said, the eyes in his beautiful eyes flowed, as if affectionate but unintentional, made him excited and excited, and he talked more and more, and even accidentally said a lot of things involving the secrets of the imperial court.

Fortunately, Zhang didn't care much about these secrets, and was only interested in some strange anecdotes in Shuofang City, especially when she heard that a general in Shuofang City had invented a kind of fortification called a generator, a high-voltage power grid, her eyes lit up, and her face suddenly became ruddy.

If it hadn't been at night, Feng Lun would have already discovered her abnormality.

Zhang listened quietly for a while, and after a while, he yawned, pretended to be tired, and said apologetically: "Lord Feng, I'm a little tired, I'll listen to your teachings tomorrow, you can rest early, the wind is cool at night, wear more clothes, don't catch a cold." ”

Feng Lun was talking about it, although he was interrupted by her halfway, he didn't feel disrespectful at all, but was moved by her gentleness and thoughtfulness, and watched her leave, until she entered the camp tent, he came back to his senses, sighed lightly, with reluctance on his face, and turned back to his camp.