"If you, sir, are worried about your father's accusation after the war, Wuyang can assure you that if you win this battle, your father will never hold you accountable!"
When the Ninth Princess saw that Jin Feng did not agree immediately, she guessed what Jin Feng was thinking.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Actually, my father is not stupid, and he also wants to be the leader of the ZTE, but his willpower is not strong enough and he always wavers left and right.
The last time I agreed to increase taxes for the party, my father regretted it for several months. I saw my father shaking his head and sighing with regret several times when he was approving the memorial.
If we win the battle and I write to state my interests again, my father will definitely support me!"
"You also know that His Majesty's willpower is not strong enough, and you are not in the capital. If the old man gets mad again and orders me to be beheaded, who should I ask to reason with?" Jin Feng said angrily.
"Sir has an upright heart, but he may not realize that in fact, by asking him to be the guard commander, Wuyang is handing himself over to him as a hostage."
The Ninth Princess said: "If we really win the battle, but my father still blames me, Wuyang will be at my disposal!"
"Leave it to me, how should I deal with you?"
Jin Feng said: "To be treasonous, if Your Majesty really wants to kill me, I will definitely not kill you on the spot. The most likely possibility is to become a bandit. Do you want to work with me to become the wife of the village?"
"Presumptuous!" Qin'er glared at Jin Feng.
As long as the Ninth Princess gives the order, she will capture this unabashed traitor.
"Qin'er, stand down!" Ninth Princess waved her hand: "Sir, do you know why I like Xihewan?"
"Why else are you, like this guy, greedy for my food?" Jin Feng casually pointed at Qing Mulan.
"No, because of sir." Ninth Princess shook her head and said, "Wu Yang can feel that sir really treats me as a friend. Here I can hear the truth besides flattery, and I am very happy."
"You are just... pretentious!"
Jin Feng originally wanted to say he was a bitch, but realized it was inappropriate and hurriedly changed his mind.
In fact, he had understood this a long time ago and that's why he said what he just said.
"As long as your husband is willing to help Wuyang conquer Tubo, and if your father is finally brought to trial and your husband really wants to commit suicide, Wuyang is willing to be your wife, and do everything as you are told. How about that?"
The ninth princess said something joking, but the expression on her face was extremely serious.
"Ahem, you're a princess, don't talk nonsense!" Jin Feng coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.
At the same time, he took a look at Qing Mulan and Qin'er.
Mainly because of Qin'er, he was really worried that this violent girl would think that he was teasing the princess and jump over to give him a slap.
With Qin'er's hand strength, how many of her big teeth can she knock off?
Fortunately, one of Qing Mulan and Qin'er looked up at the roof, and the other looked down at their feet, as if they hadn't heard anything at all.
"Wuyang is not talking nonsense," Ninth Princess stared at Jin Feng and said slowly: "If you don't believe me, sir, Wuyang is willing to accompany you tonight!"
"Your Highness, it's okay to joke, but it's not good to go too far." Jin Feng quickly waved his hand.
"Wuyang is not joking. It is impossible to get married now. As long as my husband is willing, Wuyang can do it at any time." Ninth Princess said seriously.
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!"
Jin Feng simply changed the subject and asked: "Your Highness, you wouldn't have guessed that Tibet would come before we came to get married, right?"
I asked this just to change the topic.
But after asking, the more Jin Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this was a very possible possibility.
"Sir, what do you think?" Ninth Princess did not answer directly, but still looked at Jin Feng with a serious expression and asked.
"I'm not you, how do I know what you think?"
"If my husband and I are really destined, we can wait until we have sex before telling him."
Princess Ninth looked serious again and said something that sounded like a joke...
"It's not over, is it?" Jin Feng said: "Your Highness, if there is anything else, please tell me quickly. If not, I will leave!"
I originally wanted to tease the Ninth Princess, but who knew that she was even thicker-skinned than Tang Xiaobei and was simply not taboo about meat and vegetables.
And I still couldn't tell whether she was joking or telling the truth.
This made Jin Feng feel like a failure.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
The Ninth Princess said: "Wuyang still has a second-class army quota in his hand. If sir can help me repel the Tubo, in addition to the silver for buying heavy crossbows and catapults, Wuyang will give this quota to sir as well. How about it?"
"Quota for the second-class army?"
Jin Feng became even more tempted.
According to the current situation in Dakang, as long as there is a quota for establishing an army, it is equivalent to having a private army.
For example, the Qing family could dispatch the Qingyuan Army and Changxin Army that followed Zhang Liang to suppress the bandits at will.
The Tielin Army only recognized Qinghuai as its commander. Although Zhang Qiwei was temporarily sent to the Tielin Army by the emperor, no one was willing to obey him.
And anyone with a discerning eye knows that the emperor was just trying to beat up the Qing family, and did not really want to drive Qing Huai away.
Later, Duke Qing just lowered his head a little, and Zhang Qiwei returned the Tielin Army to Qinghuai honestly.
With a second-class army, Jin Feng can equip five thousand men!
If equipped with firearms, who else in the world can stop him?
But after all, this matter was of great importance, and Jin Feng did not make a decision immediately.
"Your Highness, I need to think about this matter."
"Okay, let's wait for Mr. Wuyang for one night."
The Ninth Princess said: "If you agree, sir, then I will wait for you in Xihewan to form a escort team. If you don't agree, Wu Yangming will have left long ago with the heavy crossbow."
"good!"
Jin Feng nodded, turned and left.
That night, Jin Feng couldn't sleep.
He remembered that when he first traveled through time, he just wanted to be a rich man, marry a few beautiful concubines, and spend his life happily.
But when people live, they are always in control of themselves.
In order to live a decent life, he had to go to the front line to obtain a knighthood.
In order not to be blackmailed by bandits, he had to suppress the bandits.
In order to seek peace of mind, factories opened one after another.
Jin Feng knew that the wisest choice was not to get involved in the Ninth Princess' matter.
According to his original vision, he has successfully lived the life he wanted.
With the title, he has earned enough money. As for the concubine, if he is willing, there are so many beauties in Sichuan and Sichuan that he can almost choose at will.
So what if Tibet comes?
His current arrangements are enough for him to escape to Jiangnan easily.
With his ability, it is not difficult to gain a foothold in Jiangnan.
With the Yangtze River as a natural barrier, even if the Tibetan party Xiang Khitan invades the south of the Yangtze River, his life will be almost over.
Everyone is going to die. Even if Dakang is reduced to tatters, what does it matter?
But, is this really the life you want?
Jin Feng asked himself repeatedly in his mind.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Guan Xiaorou felt that Jin Feng kept turning over, so she stood up and asked.
"The Ninth Princess said that she wanted me to be her guard commander..."
Jin Feng was really depressed, and Guan Xiaorou was the person closest to him, so he vented all his worries out loud.
