"You, dare?" The old rival looked at Zhao Feng as if he was looking at a pervert. The muscles on both sides of the nose were twitching, his eyes were fierce like wild beasts, and he wished he could eat life. "I will take your life for the shame of today!"

Wu Xian was frightened when he listened in the tent.

"Take a life? You old man?" Zhao Feng has not been very satisfied in recent years. A considerable part of it was made by the old man in front of him. He was sarcastic to Zhao Feng every few days. If he didn't refute, it would not mean that he couldn't understand. He had been furious for a long time. Today, he vented it directly, "I like your son because he looks down on you, otherwise with your old face like a fairy, even if you marry a woman like a fairy, your son will pay my money-losing man to my old Zhao family, so you don't want to find the main entrance!"

Wu Xian: “!

!”

The old opponent can't hold it any longer!

!

He raised his hand and brushed his sword from his waist.

Sad and angry, "Zhao Pifu—"

Before he took action, Wu Xian slammed open the curtain of the tent door, with a rare anger brewing on his face, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Are you planning to fight to the death outside the main tent? Do you still take my lord seriously?"

Zhao Feng and his mortal enemy salute together.

He said in unison: "The last general/the subordinates dare not."

Wu Xian's anger was not dissipated, and the veins on his forehead were pounding wildly. Under the catalysis of the anger, his tone of speaking was much heavier than usual: "Don't dare? You two said that you dare not dare to do this, but you dare to act and be even more daring in your heart!"

Zhao Feng and his mortal enemies looked at each other and despised them.

Because of Wu Xian's interruption, the two of them did not really fight, which would not prevent this gossip from flying all over Wu Xian's camp. Although Zhao Feng has not been doing well in the past two years, his strength is here, so Wu Xian should still use it. Naturally, many people are willing to deal with him. Zhao Feng returned to the camp and had not yet warmed his seat, and there were arrogant laughter outside the tent.

Zhao Feng knew who was here as soon as he heard this.

He said, "If you want to laugh, come in and laugh."

The curtain of the tent opened and a goatee emerged. The other party was wearing a dark green slut, but his clothes were washed slightly white. Although it was a standard scribbler outfit, from the outfit, this person was not doing well: "The feat of justice has been spread all over the place just now. Are you changing your temper today? Why can't you bear it suddenly and even yell at him?"

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes angrily: "What can I bear tolerate? If I bear it, I will definitely be a turtle! I was not happy at first, but he was still in a state of dissatisfaction. I used to dislike him, but today I miss him even more! I scolded him, and I scolded him. Could it be that he had to turn around the auspicious days before? Is he worthy? Bah! Unlucky!"

Zhao Feng has been struggling on the battlefield for so many years, experiencing countless life and death, and knowing the danger, Zhao Wei left his sight and rushed to another battlefield. How could he not be anxious? He was already worried about his daughter's safety, but there was an annoying person jumping out.

The emotions were suddenly out of control.

The scribe laughed: "You are good at speaking."

As he said that, he sat down opposite Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng asked him: "Didn't Gong Su say anything?"

He only cared about his own pleasure, forgot about Qin Li's situation for a moment, calmed down and was a little worried, and couldn't help asking the scholar.

The scribe said funnyly: "Do you care about Gong Su now?"

Zhao Feng scratched his hair that had not been washed for a few days, feeling uneasy and guilty: "Oh, I have a reason for this, not deliberately provoking trouble. Gong Suruo blamed him for this, and he had nothing to say."

The scribe gave him a reassurance.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Gong Su is laughing too."

Is it lively? Who doesn’t like to watch it?

Their group has been excluded in the sky and sea for many years. If Qin Li had not been used, Zhao Feng would not have been weak and would have been very sad. The lord Wu Xian cannot say that he did not do well, but he is too soft and nostalgic. The side ladies in the backyard were either sisters sent by anyone or had a relationship with someone. The faction led by Qin Li was at a natural disadvantage. Even if Wu Xian followed Qin Li in everything, the exclusion he encountered was always there and eye-catching.

Zhao Feng also gave them a sigh of relief this time.

"It's good that Gong Su isn't angry."

Zhao Feng was completely relieved when he heard this, but the other party said the next sentence, which almost choked into his throat: "Dayi, when did you get this man-style mouthful?"

Zhao Feng, who was murdered by the betrayal: "..."

Zhao Feng, who was angry and embarrassed, said: "!

!”

"When will I become a manly man?"

He was so frightened that he even broke his voice.

The literati said: "You are not a manly person. Why do you want to accept other people's son as male favorites? Or is it a smooth male favorite? If you really accept his son, don't talk about whether he will fight with you. By seniority, you have to call them father-in-law. This is a loss."

Zhao Feng had no choice but to hold his forehead: "...It was our eldest daughter who suddenly had a surprise and wanted a male favor. I was thinking about this in my mind. When he happened to run into it, he thought of disgusting him. Why did he become a male favor? Don't you ruin my reputation?"

He has seen the power of spreading rumors.

After the scholar understood, he laughed again and said, "It turns out that our eldest lady wants it, so I have to give it to you! How many she wants? What do you think? We are uncles, so you can't be stingy."

When Zhao Wei was a child, he suffered with his uncles and uncles, which led to them being particularly doting on the eldest daughter of the Zhao Feng family. In Zhao Feng's words, Zhao Wei didn't want the stars, moon and sun in the sky. How could raising a male lover be considered a big deal?

This is not satisfied, and it seems stingy.

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes twice: "Dawei has the courage to run away from home to fight the marriage, so it must be the ones you old people."

Fortunately, Zhao Wei is not a man.

Otherwise, these people would have been spoiled as playboys.

The scholar rubbed his chin and said, "Dawei? Just call it Dayi yourself. I'll give your daughter such a casual word? Can our daughter still wear her martial arts talisman?"

The word Zhao Feng looks very clever and has some culture at first glance, but everyone comes from the same place, so how can they not know its inside story? It would be fine if he is not reliable, but why do he still cheat his daughter? Dawei, does this sound good?

Bang-

Zhao Feng sprinkled the tea in his hand on the table, and the bowl fell off. He looked up at the scribe in horror: "How do you know?"

Back then, he promised to conceal Bai Su her courage with her daughter. Even if she guessed something later, she never thought of telling Wu Xian, and even Qin Li never mentioned it. He kept his mouth shut and was mentally prepared to bring the secret into the coffin.

Later, he learned that his daughter Zhao Wei had become one of them, and Zhao Feng had only surprises left in his heart. Zhao Wei had the power to protect himself. If he died in the battlefield one day, his daughter would be able to be self-reliant. At this time, he had no reason to reveal the secret.

Not only will they not disclose it, but they will also try their best to conceal it.

Who knew that the person in front of him knew.

He knew, did it mean that Qin Li also...

The scholar saw his thoughts, and gently tapped Zhao Feng's back of his hand, making him come back to his senses: "Don't worry, I have not told anyone. Not to mention that this is related to the safety of our eldest daughter, even if there is no such relationship, there is no need to tell Qin Gongsu."

Zhao Feng vaguely heard some dissatisfaction from him.

"What's the point?"

The scribe turned the knife fan in his hand, his eyes deep, and his words also sighed: "Mr. Gongsu has been doing his best to the lord over the years, loyal to him, and has fully repayed his adoption and rescued his grace... If he has done so, a stubborn stone should be heated up, but his lord still swayed from side to side and refused to trust us completely. Alas, I couldn't help but feel a little resentful."

The Tianhai series is too xenophobic.

Wu Xian didn't have the courage to really suppress the Tianhai faction, which was causing trouble for Qin Li's lineage. Over time, the conflict between the two factions gradually increased. Wu Xian thought that he had calmed down, but he did not know that the calmness was the result of their retreat and retreating, enduring and enduring. Since this is the case, how can we force them to be loyal without reservation?

Zhao Fengshou no longer conceals Bai Su and Chen Tang, but the scholars kept silent when they noticed clues. This was normal.

"Will Gong Su...he notice it?"

This is what Zhao Feng is most worried about.

The scribe said self-deprecatingly: "Gong Su's hair is a little white in recent years, and the time he has been with us has been squeezed out. If I, a idler, have time to wander around, how can he know?"

Zhao Feng was completely relieved and speechless.

He cursed: "You old guy follow me?"

The scribe raised his eyebrows and said, "Who said? How can we have so much time to follow your butt? We saw the eldest daughter on the battlefield, and only recognized her when she saw her shooting skills. If we hadn't recognized her, would you think she would have suffered only a little minor injury on her shoulder?"

There are only a few literary scholars under Chen Tang's tent. The key point is either the military formation or the generals. Zhao Wei is still a young man with a low military position. How can he be qualified to enjoy the increase in the spirit of the general? Isn't it just his uncle who opened a back door?

To be honest, he was shocked when he saw it.

Zhao Wei's shooting skills were so familiar. When he looked closely, the young player's face also looked familiar. Unsure, he looked again.

The more I look at it, the more I look like the eldest daughter of the Zhao Feng family who ran away from home.

Afterwards, he began to pay attention to Zhao Feng's traces.

Finally, Zhao Feng and Zhao Wei met in private, and became more convinced that the brave warrior was Zhao Wei. Today, he cheated, and it was true. He raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, Zhao Dayi, you have hidden it deeply."

Zhao Feng said helplessly: "Isn't there any way to do this? Dawei is the flesh in my heart. Do you have the heart to be harmed by someone as a heresy?" This is also the main reason why he did not speak up and asked Zhao Wei to come back. He could not protect Zhao Wei when he stayed by his side.

Use your daughter to gather your courage...

Zhao Feng was knowledgeable and had a clear mind. His political enemy was a little bit bad. He was accused of "a hen's morning" and "a strange omen". Then, what kind of drought, locust plague, and waterlogging were all framed on Zhao Wei's head, and why would he force people to death?

He said worriedly: "There is no tiger in the city, but the three of them will become tigers... What I am afraid of is that everyone's words can make money! What I am afraid of is that people's words are terrifying! What I am afraid of is that this day is coming, even if I give up this life, I can't protect her!"

What Zhao Feng could think of was naturally something that scholars wanted to do.

He asked Zhao Feng a question: "Dayi, have you ever thought about it - why do you think that the lord can't tolerate it, and Chen Jun can definitely tolerate it?" Even Zhao Feng did not notice this question. He subconsciously chose to trust Chen Tang instead of Wu Xian.

Zhao Feng explained: "There is a military general under the tent of Mr. Chen. I can't tell you the specific name, but she is also a woman. Chen Jun can tolerate her and naturally she can protect Dawei. Is this wrong?"

"Then have you ever thought about why Mr. Chen can tolerate that female general?" The scholar looked at Zhao Feng with a smile, and then spoke and cut off his retreat. "Good righteousness, don't use reasons such as 'Mr. Chen's open-minded and kindness' to make excuses..."

Zhao Feng hesitated.

"This, this...what else is there?"

The scribe slap lit the table with a knife: "Have you ever thought from another level that Chen Jun, who is always swaying outside, is also a woman? Because of this, she can accept the female general you mentioned without any grudges and accept our eldest daughter?"

Zhao Feng: “…”
To be continued...