The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 231:
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Not long after, Hua Qiong and He Lianzheng arrived. At this time, the war in Vietnam changed.
First, in a battle, Tian Sheng's army was ambushed by Dai Viet and was defeated. The coach Qiu Shangqi was seriously injured.
After further investigation, it was discovered that the problem lies with the Huzhuo tribe. The Jinpeng tribe among the twelve Huzhuo tribes was dissatisfied due to the uneven distribution of pasture due to the heavy snowfall this winter. They secretly colluded with Dai Viet to betray their military intelligence. King Huzhuo was furious. Next, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe questioned him, but he was killed by the hidden warriors of the Jinpeng tribe. The Huzhuo tribe suddenly fell into chaos. It is said that since the death of Lao Wang, people have been fighting every day to divide the inheritance and tribal power.
The Huzhuo tribe is the territory of Tiansheng, so such a thing is naturally not allowed to happen. Emperor Tiansheng immediately agreed to Helianzheng's request to return to the grassland, and named Helianzheng the Great Khan of the Twelve tribes of Huzhuo and the King of Chengshun Yi He returned to the grassland to take over the throne, and issued an edict to sternly reprimand Dara, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe, demanding that he immediately hand over the murderer of the old king and submit to the new king.
The imperial edict is the crown jewel, but everyone knows that the grassland tribes are tough and they only believe that the winner is king. If Helianzheng, King of Shunyi, cannot suppress the chaos in the grassland, then it will be an empty edict, and he cannot guarantee that he will be the king. The whole body cannot be found.
He Lianzheng immediately ordered his subordinates to run back to the grassland and said goodbye to Feng Zhiwei before leaving. Feng Zhiwei just said lightly: "No need to say goodbye, I will go with you."
The next day, Emperor Tiansheng issued an edict, conferring Feng Zhiwei the title of Princess Shengying and marrying Helianzheng. Changying Guards led Chun Yumeng to marry him, and from that day he followed King Shunyi to Huzhuo Twelve department.
This title with the word "holy" shocked the whole court, but Feng Zhiwei only hid her sarcastic smile in her gentle expression - as expected, what is not available is the most sacred.
He Lianzheng was both happy and worried, and couldn't express what was bothering him. However, Feng Zhiwei only went to the palace to calmly accept the order. In the complicated eyes of everyone, "It's pitiful that he just flew up the branch and is going to die." Purpose.
On that day, the Golden Palace was high and vast, Princess Shengying walked down the steps with her head held high, her figure upright, her long skirt trailing layer by layer on the jade steps, her back turned full of determination.
On that day, King Shunyi and his entourage left the main hall, passed Jiulong Terrace, passed Yutang Street, crossed Shenshui Gate, exited Yongning Gate, and left the capital.
On that day, the imperial envoy of Southern Fujian Province, the commander-in-chief of Zhengnan, and King of Chu Ning Yi returned to Beijing in triumph. The imperial envoy's ceremonial guard entered from Chang'an Gate, passed Shenshui Gate, passed Yutang Street, entered Jiulong Terrace, and went up to the main hall.
Passed by.
When the horse hooves of the imperial minister stepped onto the red silk of the wedding procession, the Imperial Capital has become a memory.
When the imperial ministers paid their respects to the Holy Grace in the Golden Palace, accepted the series of banquets, merit discussions, and awards... and were once again making waves in the prosperous atmosphere of the Imperial Capital, Princess Shengying's long cavalry had already traveled thousands of miles. The vast grassland.
The wind in the grassland is very hard and cool.
Feng Zhiwei stood by the sparkling Changshui, watching the sunset gradually burn her away, watching the tiny water light gradually return to darkness, and for a long time, she slowly smiled.
She gently took out something from her sleeve. It was square and square, with delicate tentacles. You could feel the naturally beautiful patterns on it without looking at it.
Most of the naturally beautiful things in this world are poisonous.
Now she understands.
The wind is walking on the water, blowing the sleeves, and there is some sound whispering in the wind, but I don’t know whether it is the snow-covered reeds that are always singing on the road, or the sea in Anlanyu at night , the ebb and flow of life and death are endless.
Who is listening to the reeds singing, who is listening to the waves composing poems, and who is listening to the Changshui River swaying in the night wind at this moment.
"Plop."
After a long, long time, there was a soft sound on the water, and then it disappeared.
The night in the grassland is deep and cool.
"Why don't we cross the river at night?" He Lianzheng asked her with a frown upon returning to the camp.
"You know why not." Feng Zhiwei sat down next to him, "Although the other side is not the Jinpeng tribe's territory now, the Twelve tribes are currently in internal chaos. Who knows that the Pixiu tribe on the other side will not have different intentions? Take advantage of the night Crossing the river is too dangerous."
She picked up a glass of goat's milk and frowned before she even got close to it.
"Don't force yourself if you don't want to drink." He Lianzheng held her hand.
Feng Zhi didn't move slightly, his eyes drooped. He paused for a moment while holding his wrist, and He Lianzheng immediately retracted his hand.
Averting his eyes, Feng Zhiwei smiled nonchalantly and said, "You can't always stop doing things in this world just because you don't like them."
She raised her head, drank the goat milk in one gulp, took the handkerchief from He Lianzheng, wiped her lips, and smiled frankly at him.
He Lianzheng didn't speak - he knew that if he spoke to her at this moment, she would be unable to hold back and spit out the goat milk she just drank, and she would continue drinking it later, so why bother her.
He turned away, not wanting her to see the distress in his eyes.
Zhiwei has changed.
She has not changed from her usual personality. She is still gentle and gentle, and she still smiles. However, only the people who are always by her side know that behind her gentle smile is the eternal loneliness and desolation.
If in the past, there was coldness and spiciness under her gentle appearance, as well as a scorching human atmosphere, now behind her gentleness, there is only endless emptiness.
She regretted that she was not smart enough or ruthless enough, so she no longer allowed herself to be indulgent and accommodating.
Including... feelings.
On the day His Majesty decreed the marriage, he found a hint of surprise in the grief and pain of losing his father. However, when he looked up and saw her calm eyes, his heart sank heavily.
That is to put a heart on a high shelf, Feng Zhiwei.
She was closer to him than ever, and she was farther from him than ever.
This vast prairie is not as empty as her heart.
"Get some rest early. Tomorrow we will enter the territory of the Twelve Huzhuo tribes. The days to come will be very tiring." He Lianzheng took the cup from her.
"Maybe... from now on, I have to be tired." Feng Zhiwei frowned, holding back the nausea.
With a slight sigh, He Lianzheng stood up and decided not to allow any goat milk to appear in her tent from tomorrow on, to see how she would drink it.
He stepped out of the tent, his quick steps bringing up a gust of cool night breeze. Feng Zhiwei looked at his back, thinking about the domineering man with a bit of a rogue air. During this period, he was much quieter than before. , is it because of the sudden death of the father and the uncertainty of the future of the family?