The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 353:
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Jin Siyu was startled, then understood what she meant, and suddenly smiled, his laughter full of sarcasm.
"Your head? You are really full of confidence. I have three thousand guests and hundreds of counselors under my throne. Who is not the best among men and full of talents? If you are not a famous scholar, you cannot enter my study in the outer courtyard! Who are you? ? Who do you think you are? A woman, an enemy soldier, with little cleverness at best, and with luck, you are not at a disadvantage 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 turned a faint red.
Feng Zhiwei didn't look angry, but looked at Jin Siyu who was rarely so excited with a bit of interest. After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Why should I?"
She leaned on the desk, looked down at Jin Siyu, stared into Jin Siyu's eyes, and said softly: "Because I entered Qingming at the age of fifteen, and I became an unparalleled national scholar because of my long-standing achievements; because I entered the cabinet at the age of sixteen, I was sent to Nanhai as the first envoy to build the Ship Affairs Department, and because I was a deputy general at the age of seventeen, I overran your 100,000 Vietnamese soldiers at the foot of Baek Tou Cliff!"
"..."
There was no sound in the room for a long time, not even breathing. It was as if someone's breathing had been forced back into the stomach by the huge shock and surprise. It took a long time before there was a gossamer-like sound, amid the faint smoke and The aroma of the medicine floats up, swirling with a faint bitter taste.
"Sure enough...it's you."
Feng Zhiwei stood up straight, smiled and bowed, "Wei Zhi, the deputy general of the Tiansheng family and the Minister of Rites, pays homage to King An of Dayue."
Jin Siyu sat in a daze, looking at the woman in front of him. She was dressed as an ordinary soldier, with a calm demeanor. It was obvious that she had been accustomed to wearing men's clothing. Her temperament was calm and elegant, and she had the feeling of being calm and calm even when a mountain collapsed, and her appearance remained unchanged, just like the legend. Tiansheng's stunningly talented young scholar with long sleeves and good dancing was indeed very similar, but he was different from the sharp-eyed young man he had seen under the moonlight in Qianjingou, and different from the fierce woman with blood covering her face under the siege of Baitou Cliff. , which is different from Shaoyao, whom we have been with for more than two months, who is gentle, gentle, playful and lovable.
Who can read the mind of this woman with a thousand faces?
Wang Shaoyao is Wei Zhi. This idea arose from the moment he captured her. The timing of her appearance was too coincidental. Hua Qiong risked his life to save her. Hundreds of dead soldiers risked their lives for her... Such doubts The thought that arises from time to time makes him keep her life, but it also makes him want to overthrow her from time to time. He cannot believe that the unparalleled young man who is famous all over the world and even Dai Viet is familiar with and wary of is actually a woman.
After more than two months of getting along, he gradually felt that she was not Wei Zhi, couldn't be, shouldn't be, and he didn't want her to be.
If so, what room is left to accommodate a period of tenderness that should not occur on a foreign battlefield?
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 were Wei Zhi, a young man who became famous would be arrogant and sharp, how could he be so gentle, gentle and low-key?
He still underestimated her.
"Okay...ok..." After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Now that Mr. Wei has revealed his identity, I don't feel the need to negotiate with Mr. Wei anymore - you and I belong to each other. We are enemies, and each has his own master. The heroic souls of the 100,000 Vietnamese soldiers in the Battle of Baek Tou Cliff are still alive, and we stand between each other. What can we talk about? How to talk about it?"
"One general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones. The territorial battles between countries have continued for eternity. This cannot be regarded as the hatred between you and me." Feng Zhiwei's eyes flashed and he smiled, "Your Highness, those wars Old accounts are their own, but can we put them aside and just discuss our own matters?"
"What's our business?" Jin Siyu's voice changed slightly, and he looked at her in disbelief - you don't know what to do, are you really planning to become Wang Shaoyao?
"Wei Zhi is known as an unparalleled scholar, and those who win the country will conquer the world. Your Highness should know that." Feng Zhiwei brought her snow-white face over and looked at Jin Siyu sincerely.
"So what?" Jin Siyu sneered, "That's your Tiansheng national scholar, but it's not..." He suddenly paused.
Feng Zhi looked at him with a smile.
"What do you mean..." Jin Siyu had a thoughtful look on his face.
"The theory of unparalleled national scholars comes from Dacheng six hundred years ago. At that time, Dacheng's territory was vast. Your current territory of Da Yue was also within Dacheng's territory. The prophecy of Dacheng's amazing and brilliant founding emperor is obviously not true. Hui refers only to Tiansheng, but to the whole world."
"I am a national scholar." Feng Zhiwei pointed at her nose seriously, "And I have used my achievements in the past two years to prove to the world that the Dacheng prophecy is true. Have you ever seen a sixteen-year-old minister and a seventeen-year-old deputy general? ? Oh, it is said that His Majesty Tiansheng named me the Marquis of Zhongyi and the rank of General of Wuwei. I will soon be an eighteen-year-old super-ranked lord."
"Congratulations, congratulations." Jin Siyu raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Congratulations on your great victory, you will soon be made a marquis and prime minister, and receive the highest honor."
"Congratulations," Feng Zhiwei said solemnly, "Congratulations to Your Highness, Prince An, for being an unparalleled scholar in the country. The territory of the world is within the palm of your hand!"
There was another silence in the room.
Two people looked at each other, one silently observing, the other smiling calmly.
After a while, Jin Siyu spoke again, this time speaking very slowly, as if he was considering every word, "Wei Zhi, you are an important minister in the sky, you are a man of great power, and you are famous for your 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 files are just a high-sounding fake with no verification. Regarding my resume, who knows 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 hands, "This world will divide and unite as long as it unites, and it will be unified sooner or later. In this case, why bother to stick to one family and one country?"
Jin Siyu looked at her back in astonishment. He never thought that such ambitious and broad-minded words came from a woman. While he was still thinking about the throne of Dai Viet, this woman was already thinking about the unification of the world without any national boundaries.
"Besides... my life is still important..." Feng Zhi turned around slightly, and the majestic and strange woman instantly turned into a harem who was always willing to spend every penny. "I fell under your spell and am destined to stay by your side. Only in this way can I save my life. Since I am destined to stay by your side, of course I must strive for the best status and treatment for myself. Whose national scholar should I be, not a national scholar?"