After Feng Chuyang's soldiers and horses occupied several important towns, they were stationed in various towns. Most of the people were running and hiding. There was no market or food supply, so they still had to rely on what they brought.
Live on food and grass.
Feng Chuyang issued five orders three times: Do not disturb the people. Anyone who violates them will be killed.
There are also generals who are not afraid of death. They once tasted the pleasure of slaughtering the city at Zhezhu. Now that they have occupied Fusheng, how can they let it go? But the people were almost gone, so they robbed the people of a chicken and held it in front of the soldiers.
He baked some noodles and ate them, and uttered arrogant words. If the war was not just for fun, and he couldn't even eat a chicken, who the hell would be willing to sacrifice his life for him?
The next day, Feng Chuyang beheaded him in public.
The cause turned out to be a chicken.
All the soldiers were palpitating, but they were all thankful that they controlled their hands and feet and saved their lives.
After Feng Chuyang finished handling this important matter, he returned to Xining. Yan Weier and Jasmine were preparing to have dinner in an empty house.
The original owner of this house had already retreated to an unknown place. It was used as a base for Feng Chuyang's military aircraft, so they naturally moved in.
Feng Chuyang was in a good mood for some reason. The last time he won the battle at Zhezhu, the soldiers slaughtered the city wildly and looted, but he didn't let him have the slightest fluctuation. But this morning, because he dealt with a general who robbed the people of chickens to eat, he was allowed to do this.
joy.
He felt like he was possessed.
Like a humble gentleman, he ordered people to pass the news and got Yan Wei'er's permission before he stepped into her courtyard.
In the hall, two masters, servants and a dog were planning to eat.
The dog is already on the move under the table.
On the table, the food was very plain and simple.
A plate of fried vegetables, a plate of fried tofu, and a bowl of cabbage soup.
He sat down at the table, came in uninvited, and showed his appetite for the two vegetarian dishes.
"Feng Chuyang, don't eat here, your food is much better than ours." Yan Weier issued an order to expel guests.
Feng Chuyang smiled: "I didn't say I wanted to eat here, I just came in to tell you about the rule that Feng Chuyang's troops are not allowed to disturb the people when entering the city. Something big happened yesterday." He sold it very proudly.
A pass.
As he expected, this quickly aroused Yan Wei'er's interest. She frowned: "What big thing?" After entering the city, something big happened, either killing people or robbing civilian girls. What other good things could happen?
"There was a general named Hu who was doing well in the war, but he couldn't control his own hands and robbed a chicken from the people. I beheaded him in public." Feng Chuyang made a fuss and pretended: "If you don't control military discipline in trivial matters, what can you do?
Establish prestige?”
Yan Wei'er was overjoyed and said to Jasmine: "Bring us two more side dishes to drink with Prince Feng."
Soon, Jasmine prepared two more vegetarian dishes. Although they were all vegetarian dishes, they were red and green, which made them very beautiful.
For the first time, Feng Chuyang had a deep understanding. Pursuing the woman you like is really a profound knowledge.
Do what you like.
Once you don't find the right part of the other party, it's easy to go astray. Just like he used to, he was always scolded by her.
But at least today, he is her guest.
She poured a glass of wine for him herself, with a smile on her lips: "No wonder I see that you have become less aggressive."
Is this a compliment? Feng Chuyang wasn't sure, but it was the first time he drank the wine that Yan Wei'er poured himself. He looked calm on the surface, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.
He and she sat at the same table, eating the same food, occasionally talking and commenting on the taste of the food.
For the first time, he even smiled at Jasmine.
Even Anu became restless from the beginning and became quiet, gnawing bones in silence.
Feng Chuyang remembered that when he was a child, he was separated from his mother and concubine very early. His mother-in-law was once a maid beside the queen. She was from a lowly background and could not educate her son personally.
And he grew up with Jin's mother-in-law. Jin's mother-in-law had a son of her own, so she naturally didn't care about him, and even disliked him a little.
When he was a child, the person he spent the most time with was his wet nurse. After the wet nurse died, no one was close to him anymore.
Feng Chuyang was lost in thought and felt sad. In fact, for many years, he no longer thought about such a scene and had a quiet meal with someone.
He could no longer taste the delicacies of mountain delicacies, but at this most ordinary noon, he felt that this simple meal was so delicious.
Yan Weier spoke very little, and he didn't say much. He just drank a few sips of wine and had a meal quietly. The whole process was very quiet.
When he left, even Yan Weier went into the room to take a lunch break. But his mood was unusually different.
From that day on, Feng Chuyang fell in love with eating. To be precise, he fell in love with eating. No matter how busy he was, he would always appear at Yan Weier's table when it was time to eat.
Sometimes Yan Weier would pour him wine and add two dishes when she was in a good mood. When she was in a bad mood, she would ask Anu to yell at him, or ask him to go back to his place to eat.
Feng Chuyang had never known that a man could be so thick-skinned, especially a majestic prince of a country, who would go to great lengths to think of something to say to please her just to eat a few vegetarian dishes.
Most of the time, he talks and she listens.
But most people know that the third prince, Feng Chuyang, has always cherished words like gold.
Some of the things he told were good and some were bad. Almost since I was a child, my memory has faded, but because I wanted to please her and make ends meet, I even remembered the sesame and mung beans in my childhood.
Talking about You Yixian. That was the first woman he liked when he was a boy. He couldn't call it liking, but he was attracted by it, because he was young at that time and didn't know that women could be so enchanting. After all, it seems that You Yixian bewitched him.
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In short, in order to pave the way for his plot, he personally gave the woman he liked to his father. In fact, when he sent her away, he no longer liked her and even breathed a sigh of relief. Later, he and You Yixian were still ambiguous.
Qing, because she still has something that can be used.
After she was relegated to the cold palace, he never thought of her again.
One day a long time later, while having a simple dinner with another woman, he suddenly thought of her and spoke frankly.
Later, when it comes to the sex industry in Kyoto, he is the biggest manipulator behind the scenes. It is an industry that makes men despise, but it also makes men spend money one after another.
As money rolled in, he felt a little ashamed at first, but after using the money to do many things that benefited him, he began to feel at ease.
Yan Wei'er was eating and listening, and sometimes she even forgot to pick up the food. She stayed silent and listened to him talk about his experience. This part was also the cause of a certain part of her experience.
Later, it was said that "if you get this girl, you will get the world".
He was a man who only valued his country. To him, women were nothing more than an ornament, or even just a temporary bed partner. When he got up the next day, he turned around and forgot about the appearance of his bed partner.
But he actually listened to the sorcerer's words and wanted to get this woman. From the eve of her wedding, he started to disrupt the situation.
At first, it took a lot of effort to send Xian Xuezhi to Ji Lian's mansion. At that time, an inn was burned down and several people died. But he didn't think there was anything wrong. Behind the success of something, there are always sacrifices.
.This has always been the case since ancient times.
Yan Wei'er didn't interrupt him, but just listened to what he said slowly. There was one thing that Yan Wei'er appreciated. Bad things were bad things. He didn't show off, nor did he sanctimoniously gild his actions with gold and silver. He also
He knew that some things were bad, but he still did them, and he did them, and he had the courage to admit them.
This is the spirit of a hero. For a moment, even when he explained how he planned to capture the legendary Miss Wei, he seemed tender and affectionate.
He used a strange tone to talk about it, like long-term lovesickness, a demonic obstacle in his dream, or maybe the painting was cast by Master Fu Lin, which confused his mind.
He stared at the painting for more than three hundred days. Almost as soon as he got up, he could see the beautiful woman in the painting smiling and clear. Even if he closed his eyes at night, what he imagined was the smile of the person in the painting.
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"Isn't it funny?" he asked Yan Wei'er, as if the person in the painting had nothing to do with the woman in front of him.
Yan Weier pursed her lips and said calmly: "Yes, you have fallen into a demonic barrier."
Feng Chuyang was noncommittal and added: "The world is always changing a lot. I never thought before that I could have dinner at the same table with the people in the painting."
"You should have thought of it." Yan Wei'er hit back at him rudely, not afraid of his displeasure: "You will do whatever it takes to take a woman who doesn't belong to you as your own. You should have thought that this woman would follow you because you were afraid of death.
You eat at the same table."
"Are you afraid of death?" Feng Chuyang was confused. More than once, she held a dagger in front of him and threatened her with death, but she succeeded again and again, making him compromise.
"Afraid." Yan Wei'er answered very frankly. She was so afraid of death and that she would never see Jilian Bino again.
Feng Chuyang fell into deep contemplation. How could a woman who was afraid of death look like this? She was neither humble nor arrogant, and always looked as heroic as if blood was spilled on the spot: "But, your words and deeds are inconsistent." He said dully.
Yes, I feel very confused.
"If you have plans for me, I can threaten you unscrupulously." Yan Wei'er's voice was crisp and bright: "So you always lose and I win." She concluded with a sonorous and powerful conclusion.
Feng Chuyang suddenly realized that it was like this. He woke up the dreamer with one word.
"So, as long as you have no plot against me, my threats will not have any impact on you. My life, my death, my crying, my laughter are all my business and have nothing to do with you." She was wearing pure white plain clothes.
, wearing a simple bun, no makeup, just a plain little face.
Feng Chuyang stared at this face, motionless. He was confused. This face was not the most beautiful he had ever seen, but why, racking his brains, he couldn't think of anyone else whose beauty could match it.
Does she resist?
It seems that no one is this beautiful.
It seems that no one's beauty is as pure as this kind of beauty.
It seems that no one is worthy to compete with her. She is just her.
Out of all living beings, he saw her.
From then on, I could only see her.
Feng Chuyang felt a heavy sense of loss in his heart. In the past, when he only loved the country, the struggle was difficult and dangerous, but he would not be as troubled as he is now.
At this moment, he was really troubled. He was stunned, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked out of the room in despair.
Before leaving, he forgot to say goodbye to Yan Wei'er. He turned around and disappeared into Yan Wei'er's eyes with long strides.