Seeing her courteous appearance, I was still a little angry in my heart, but at this time, I couldn't get out of it.

Zhu Feng didn't speak, sat down and continued to criticize his excerpts.

Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and seriously sharpened his ink, raising his head from time to time to look at Li Bushu on the bed.

It was very quiet in the tent.

Although he knew that this was in the barracks, and there were still 200,000 troops outside, at this time, Nanyan actually felt a little quiet, especially listening to Li Buyu's even breathing in his ears, watching Zhu Feng sketch on his map of the country and mountains one by one, and he gently grinded the ink for him......

What can the years be quiet?

She forgot that she was still injured, and Xiahou Jiao's 200,000 army had not yet been resolved.

But in such silence, Zhu Feng suddenly spoke: "Do you think I should let Jian Ruocheng go?" ”

"Huh?"

Nanyan came back to his senses suddenly, but saw that he didn't raise his head, and continued to criticize his folds.

What you said just now, did you ask yourself?

She thought about it seriously, and then said softly: "The slave doesn't understand much about military affairs, but I just heard what Lord Jian said, and I think it still makes sense." ”

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "It makes sense for anyone you listen to." ”

“……”

Nanyan lowered his head.

He finished approving a fold and threw it aside, then turned his head to look at Nanyan and said, "Then what do you think yourself?" ”

"Slave herself?" Nanyan thought about it seriously again, and said: "Go to the army to plan, then to attack the enemy, then to attack the army, and then attack the city." ”

"You know that, too?"

"Well, the slave girl heard my father say it when I was a child. What Master Jian gave was a plan, and the soldiers fought bloodily as soldiers. ”

“……”

"With these two things, there is no disadvantage."

“……”

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while and said, "You know everything." ”

I don't know if it's his own delusion, although he still has a straight face, but when he says this, there seems to be a faint smile in his eyes.

Maybe it's an illusion, but with such a feeling, Nanyan himself is happy.

She thought for a moment, then said, "It's just—"

"Just what?"

"It's just, Master Jane is going alone, it's too dangerous, he-"

"That's it!"

Zhu Feng's face sank, and he said coldly: "National affairs, you don't need to talk too much!" ”

After speaking, he turned his head and continued to review his own recital.

Nanyan sat there stunned, a little inexplicable, just now, wasn't he what he wanted to ask? Why did he look angry again when he talked about Jian Ruocheng?

I really don't understand.

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The next morning, the emperor announced that Jian Ruocheng had sent an envoy to the Yue State camp.

This is the first time this kind of thing has happened.

In the past, in Beiping, Zhu Feng always fought, fought, and continued to fight, and the country was also a hard bone, so there was almost no time for peace talks.

Almost all the soldiers came out, and the injuries on Nanyan's feet were much better, and he barely walked outside the big tent, and saw a fluttering figure walking over in the crowd.

It's Jian Ruocheng.

He was dressed in an official uniform, looking tall and handsome, with a three-foot sword at his waist, a scepter in one hand, and his hair combed neatly and neatly.

He looks like a gentleman in an ancient book.

He bowed to Zhu Feng and said, "Please rest assured, the emperor will live up to his mission." ”

Zhu Feng nodded.

Jian Ruocheng turned around and walked out, and Nanyan saw that there was no one behind him.

He really went alone!