When Shen Jingchen arrived, he saw Feng Yi quarreling with the scholars, not falling behind in the slightest. She was unparalleled, confident and powerful, standing among the men, giving full play to her talents.

Although Fengyi did not have flashy jewelry or gorgeous clothes, she stood in the palace and did not lose the royal dignity at all.

"It is said that there are specialties in the arts. According to what the princess said, there is no difference between Wen Cheng and military generals. Isn't it true that those who govern the country and secure the country have no specialties? Anyone can do it."

Seeing the ministers blushing and thick-necked with anger, their eyes gradually became confused, and they began to doubt themselves.

Fengyi smiled faintly: "I don't know what civil servants and generals are. I only know that they should establish their hearts for the world and the earth, establish their lives for the people, inherit their unique knowledge for the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

Everyone was trembling, looked at her deeply, bowed and said: "No!"

These old ministers came out of the palace and stayed in the room crying for a long time just like their own sons had done before. They were even praised by many people.

Not only did she not find Princess Ling'an's trouble, but she got herself into it.

"I heard that the people who came to the palace to meet the saint that day donated a lot of money for disaster relief after His Highness the Crown Prince's lobbying."

"Haha, my third uncle's son is an official in Mr. Li's house. He said that after Mr. Li came back, he was so excited that he had his property counted and the ledgers sent to him overnight.

He wanted to show off and see how much other ministers donated, but he didn't expect that His Highness the Crown Prince would come over in person and praise Master Li so much that he almost went to the sky. He didn't react until he got to the house and cried for several hours."

A bunch of old ministers were feeling miserable, and they cursed the emperor in their hearts, saying that the prince was too sinister and ungrateful, but on the surface they had to act like they would die for the country.

Whenever someone asked about it, they said with tears in their eyes: "Money is just something external to the body. If you don't take it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. In order for the people in the world to have enough to eat, let alone money, even if it takes my old life." .”

As for their own son, they just turned a blind eye. After all, they couldn't defeat Princess Ling'an.

The old ministers blushed. They had been reading books for half a lifetime and were being told by a yellow-haired girl that they couldn't find anything to refute. They themselves felt annoyed and panicked.

When they heard that Fengyi was attracting talents and vigorously developing mechanical and medical skills, they jumped up again.

"These people are just people with three teachings and nine-level skills. Why should they be highly praised? How many people are still willing to study?"

As a result, Emperor Mingwen said lightly: "When my dear, don't call the doctor when you are sick, I will have someone bring you some books and put them next to your bed."

Ministers: "..."

Your Majesty wants them to die.

The ministers suddenly shut up. Who can guarantee that they are not sick?

In the court hall, Fu Moshu formally stood in line and followed the prince.

Whenever he thinks of that sentence, he still feels extremely shocked.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

Fu Moshu was sitting in the prince's study, his eyes slightly narrowed, his smile gentle, adding an indescribable sparkling feeling to the coldness.

Looking at Shen Jingchen, who was standing beside Qingfeng Yueji, he had clear facial features and looked exactly like Princess Ling'an. At this moment, he silently took a letter and read it carefully, for fear of missing every word.

Xiao Ce'an next to him was thoughtful, and subconsciously poured a cup of tea from the teapot on hand. After taking a sip, he put it down out of boredom.

Compared to tea, he still prefers wine.

Growing up in the border area, he followed General Xiao into battle early to kill the enemy. He liked the desolate desert, the round and vast sunset, and the majestic border city standing on the desert, riding a horse and galloping wantonly.

"Fengwu City is defended."

The ferocity in Shen Jingchen's eyes gradually receded, and he returned to his graceful appearance, as graceful as jade, with the breeze and the moon shining brightly.

After hearing the news, even Xiao Ce'an was stunned for a while, and other staff members exclaimed in disbelief: "How is it possible? There are less than 800 guards in Fengwucheng, and even the 3,000 guards in Xiyan City are not guarded. , Feng Wu actually defended it."

"Yes, I kept it."

Shen Jingchen closed his eyes slightly, sat quietly above, handed the letter in his hand to Fu Moshu, and passed it on in turn.

"Princess Ling'an is truly one of the most extraordinary women in the world."

Xiao Ce'an lowered his eyes and smiled, looking at the letter in his hand repeatedly. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, just like her, informal, confident and bright.

Obviously, he is living in the prosperous Kyoto and is bound by various rules, but he is more free and bold than others.

I thought that the medical school she opened, the bookstore, and the business expansion were all dazzling enough to make people marvel at her courage and ability. I didn't expect that she would surprise people like this again today.

At this time, Fengyi was far away at the border, sitting on the city wall with a small jar of wine in her hand, looking at the distant border.

Next to her, Rong Sha wears a battle robe and has sharp eyebrows. She has lost the coquettishness she had when she was in the capital. She has a faint blood energy all over her body, and her whole person has undergone a complete transformation.

"Princess, tell me, these people own such a large area of ​​land, why do they come here every year to plunder food?"

"People's hearts are greedy, especially after they have tasted the taste of getting something for nothing. Moreover, the land in the Central Plains is fertile and suitable for growing food. The land here is mainly pasture. If they want to survive the harsh winter, they can only rely on plundering."

Fengyi poured herself a sip of wine and said: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Although Linglong is still strong under the rule of his father, the hearts of other people in the capital have long been corroded by prosperity."

Three months ago, after she handed over the matters in her hands to Su Qingxiang and Han Yan, she followed the merchant to the border. While inspecting the border situation, she looked for two other kinds of seasonings.

The scene she saw made her extremely angry.

The capital city is still extremely prosperous, with all kinds of hustle and bustle, people are intoxicated with life and wealth, flowers are blooming all over the city, the fragrance of flowers is dyeing the land, and the sound of laughter, silk, bamboo and orchestra is pouring out to every corner.

The border is cold and silent, the silence is majestic, and the hair of eight hundred soldiers is dyed with white frost.

She clearly saw the greed, bloodthirsty, and madness in the eyes of the Tatars. They rode beautiful and powerful horses, with muscles as strong as hills exposed in the air. They carried sharp swords on their backs, and they were shining with cold light. arrow.

Everyone can clearly feel that these are a group of outstanding soldiers. They are brave and good at fighting. They have no fear of life and death in their eyes. Some of them are just cold and cruel.

This group of Tatars were like wild beasts about to open their fangs and bite their prey, filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

These people came to plunder food. In this harvest season when the people had worked hard for a year, they also came to harvest, hoping to plunder the food and Han women into the desert.

But facing this group of people, on the top of Sunset City, the general guarding the border looked indifferent, his white hair looked a bit desolate in the sunset, and his cloak behind him was fluttering in the wind.

"Linglong's land ahead, any trespassers will die!"

The Tatar generals were a little surprised by Fengwucheng's domineering declaration.

Because every year they come to plunder food, the others just keep a token guard, and then let them go straight in to plunder, and then return to the desert.

This has basically become a consensus between them and the border generals. Only Fengwu City dares to talk to them like this.

Although the eldest prince admired the courage of the white-haired general, his heart did not waver at all. His eyes were extremely cold as he rode on his horse and looked at Fengwu City in the distance.

He wears the fur of a wild beast around his neck, and his whole person is wild yet delicate. He exudes a fierce aura, like a beast that is teasing its prey gracefully.

He was clearly under the city, but he gave people a condescending feeling: "I admire your courage very much. It at least proves that Ling Long is still a man of flesh and blood. It doesn't make me think that Ling Long is so weak, but that's all."

He said lightly: "Do you think that you, an old, weak, sick and disabled soldier, can hold on? General, why should we increase the number of casualties and make more jokes?"

The white-haired general's face darkened, his weathered face was full of calmness, and he looked at them with firm eyes.

"I don't care what the other border town generals do, but if Your Majesty gives me this city, I will defend it. If the city is alive and the people are alive, the people will die if the city dies."
Chapter completed!