The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 689:

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What happened that night when my mother gave birth to her child?

Where is the body?

Feng Zhiwei sat blankly in front of the small pit, his mind went blank for a moment, and he jumped up like crazy for a while, digging through all the land within a few feet of the surrounding area.

Is it possible that my mother remembered it wrong? Could it be that he was not buried under the peach tree?

Although I knew in my heart that since there was that little clothes package, it must be, but at this moment, I was absolutely unwilling to face the fact that if the baby had not died that day, where should he be?

Gu Nanyi didn't understand what was going on, but he kept digging with her without saying a word. After digging all over the mountain and finding nothing, Feng Zhiwei fell asleep and fell on the messy soil.

She stared blankly at the sky.

No need to guess, it’s another baby change together.

The difference is that Concubine Qing exchanged someone else's child for her own, while Gu Heng raised his own child next to Mrs. Feng, pretending to be an adopted son.

He was probably afraid that if the child given birth to Mrs. Feng was entrusted to someone else, it would be discovered one day and would bring hidden dangers to Feng Zhiwei, so he pretended that the child had died, and took him out for a few days before bringing him back. , the biological son becomes the adopted son.

He raised his biological son with Mrs. Feng as an adopted son, and did not tell her the truth until his death, just so that in the future, she could ruthlessly do what she should do.

So Mrs. Feng did not know until her death that the child she had been waiting for for sixteen years was her biological son.

Is it possible that generations of Blood Pagoda leaders have become the number one member of the Iron-Blooded Secret Guard because of their forbearance, ruthlessness and single-mindedness? Extreme single-mindedness brings extreme ruthlessness?

Feng Zhi sank slightly in the darkness, thinking about the stone wrapped in the baby's clothes, thinking about the lonely graves of Mrs. Feng and Feng Hao thousands of miles away, thinking about her mother not knowing that the person she loved had cheated before she died. She didn't know that Hao'er turned out to be her biological son, and wondered if she knew, would everything not have happened at all?

Her cold fingers rubbed the cover of the letter for a long time, and she shed tears.

In the darkness, a whisper as thin as a gossamer slowly drifted away.

"What is this..."

Three months later.

The war situation suddenly changed. The Huaqiong Fire Phoenix Army, which went to the border of Longbei for reinforcements, was suddenly attacked and besieged by the imperial army after they faked a defeat in Changning, and was trapped in Xiangshan on the border of Longbei.

At the same time, the Nanhai General suddenly sent troops to Xiliang. The new Nanhai General Yao Yangyu drove back the Xiliang border defenders for dozens of miles in a battle. Therefore, Gu Nanyi was urged by Feng Zhiwei to return to Xiliang.

The Tiansheng army, which had been compressing and retreating, seemed to finally be unable to hold back at this moment. Finally, in front of the Dacheng army, it showed the spirit of the millions of strong troops of the largest country. It attacked frequently, constantly attacking and harassing the Dacheng realms and all the route armies. After successive defeats, Hang Ming was captured. Except for the Shunyi cavalry who came and went like the wind, the situation of the Dacheng armies was critical.

The newly established Dacheng regime was about to be in turmoil. The empress was very anxious. She held a court meeting and expressed her intention to personally rescue Hang Ming and the trapped Hua Qiong. This idea was immediately opposed by all the generals, but the empress insisted on her own way. , means to capture the thief and capture the king, instead of fighting the fire from all sides, it is better to go straight to Huanglong, and immediately lead one hundred thousand Shunyi cavalry with the best soldiers in the world, cross the Hengjiang River and attack the imperial capital.

The army marched day and night, and met the Huwei Army near Luo County, a place they must pass through. After tentative contact, regardless of victory or defeat, they immediately set up camp and faced off across the Luoshui River.

This winter has been extremely cold, and the winter in Jianghuai in December was even more chilly. Feng Zhiwei walked out of the tent wearing a large cloak, looking across the misty and rainy Li Lake at the looming Luo County Palace on the other side.

"There should be someone with a very high status in the opponent's camp." Feng Zhiwei said to Wu Ha, the leader of the Shunyi Cavalry who followed, "The formation is very good."

She pursed her lips, but there was something she didn't say. Not only was the formation good, but the style was also somewhat familiar.

"What are you afraid of?" Wuha said nonchalantly in unskilled Chinese, "The soldiers will block the soil and floods!"

Feng Zhi smiled and did not correct his misunderstanding, saying: "Wuha, remember what I said, don't show off your courage and think about the lives of soldiers. If something is wrong with me, don't bear it to your death. , just withdraw."

"Why did your Majesty say that?" Wuha asked stiffly, "Why did you say such depressing words before the fight even started?"

"The battlefield is ruthless and ever-changing. I'm just saying a possibility." Feng Zhi said lightly, "But this is also an order, Wuha, remember what I just said."

Wuha thought for a long time and then said: "Yes!"

Feng Zhiwei nodded with satisfaction, her eyes suddenly condensed - a black light flashed from the other side, and a loud arrow flew towards the top of the tent.

The soldiers came to **** him and took down the noisy arrow. There was a letter attached to the arrow. Feng Zhiwei took it off and read it. She smiled and said, "A letter of persuasion to surrender." After studying it carefully for a while, she nodded and said, "Well, The writing style is good, and the tone of 'Can a fake national system be destroyed by the heavenly army?'"

“Fuck him!” Wuha jumped to his feet and yelled, “Beat you to death, you weak-footed lamb!”

Feng Zhiwei folded the letter, thought for a while, then waved and said: "Reply."

When the secretary arrived, Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the other side, and said slowly: "How can a person who pretends to be a robbed of a great position be able to be destroyed by destiny?"

The clerk waited for a long time with a pen in hand, but she stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, is that all?"

"That's it."

"..."

The letter was attached to the sounding arrow and shot over. A commotion on the other side was vaguely visible in the mist. After a while, another sounding arrow was shot over.

This reply seemed to be very long. At least Feng Zhiwei read it for a long time, and then wrote the reply herself without asking for a secretary.

She also wrote very long and earnestly, with a touch of desolation and relief between her eyebrows. It was not like negotiating with the enemy coach Fei Jian in front of the battle, but like she was splashing ink on the screen and carefully writing the last words of her life.

After a while, a loud arrow came. This time the letter was very simple, with only four words. The handwriting was obviously different from the previous two letters, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and dripping ink.

"Come see me!"

Everyone looked angry when they saw these words - who dares to shout at His Majesty!