Chapter 534 Heart is black?

  In the middle of the night, the river quietly flows through the foot of the mountain under the faint moonlight.

  Under a tree not far from the edge of the river, a black shadow stood quietly, motionless and almost blended with the night.

  I don’t know how long it took, when the originally quiet river surface suddenly heard a slight sound of water. The dark shadow moved, and a tall man quickly walked out from under the tree to the river.

  The surface of the water was still gloomy, and the man crouched on the edge of the river and leaned over to look at the water in front of him. After a while, water suddenly splashed, and a figure broke through the water to reveal a beautiful face. Seeing the man squatting by the river, the woman in the water immediately smiled happily, "Why are you here?"

  The man said, "Waiting for you."

  The woman blinked, and the river water washed her skin, which had been smeared into light brown, revealing its original color, which seemed to glow white in the night.

  Wet hair sticking to her temples, there are water droplets continuously slipping down, making her whole person as pure and moving as the dewdrops in the early morning.

  "Do you know that I will go ashore here?" Leng Sa asked curiously.

  Fu Fengcheng did not answer this question, but reached out to her, "Come up." In southern Xinjiang at the end of September, the temperature at night was definitely not warm.

  Leng Sa put his hand in the palm of his hand, and got ashore with a little effort. The two stood up, and Fu Fengcheng looked at her carefully before taking off his coat and putting it on her, and said, "I brought you dry clothes. Let's go back and change clothes."

  Lengsa doesn't care much. Southern Xinjiang is definitely warmer than Jiangnan and the north, so although the temperature is not warm enough, it is not cold for her. From the bag he carried with him, he took out a small bag sealed with greased paper and handed it to Fu Fengcheng, "Here, the layout of the Honor Legion may not be complete. But I can paint everything I can."

   Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to take it, "Ms. Hard, where are Su Ze and Sang Xi?"

   Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Do you know that Sangxi is in my hands?"

   Fu Fengcheng smiled, "It's not difficult to guess."

  Lengsa was a little disappointed, shrugged and said, “Let Su Ze take it to Yingzhou, and then take the boat back to the southern six provinces. Don’t worry, no one will know that Sangxi is in our hands.”

   Fu Fengcheng sighed lightly, and stretched out his hand to take Leng Sa into his arms, "Madam is too powerful, and I feel that I am useless."

   Leng Sa struggled to push him, "I have water on my body! Young Master Fu, you haven't used it yet, others are no longer alive? But I know, if I am someone else's wife, then he definitely doesn't want to live anymore."

  Although this world is much more enlightened than ancient times, not all men can accept that their wives are too powerful.

  Don’t say it’s now, even in her previous life, there are still some superb men who think that women should cook at home and take care of their children. The reason why women are required to go out to work is simply because it is difficult for a person's income to support the family. But women should still give up unconditionally for the cause of men, or even give up their jobs and promotions.

   Young Master Fu was silent for a moment before saying, "If Madam becomes someone else's, I won't be able to live anymore."

  Leng Sa raised his head and looked at his handsome face, "Fu Shao speaks really nicely, so we are a natural couple."

"……"I am not kidding.

  The King Nile City is to the northeast of the Nile, less than 300 kilometers away from the border between the Nile and Anxia, ​​and less than 700 kilometers away from Ruohe.

  The customs of Nile are completely different from Anxia, ​​and they are also different from Anxia’s people from southern Xinjiang. Because they originally migrated from some places further west, southern Xinjiang was considered a barren land in the early years, and the Anxia people naturally didn't have the time to open up places outside of southern Xinjiang.

  In modern times, it has been occupied by foreign Nile people for many years. As for the original local indigenous people, they have become the smallest member of the Nile country and can't make any waves.

  At dawn, in a small building in King Nile City, Xiao Zhu was sitting by the window looking at the sky outside.

  The sky has already revealed a hint of whiteness, and it is clear that the dawn has arrived. Xiao Zhu was holding a cup of hot tea in his hands, but he didn't drink it, just holding it as if he was looking at the horizon and thinking about something.

  Xiao Yiran opened the door and came in from the outside, and walked to the window respectfully, "San Bo, call from Nanjiang."

  On hearing this, Xiao Zhu came back to his senses and glanced sideways at him.

  Xiao Yiran handed the telegram in his hand to Xiao Zhu. Xiao Zhu looked at the content on it and raised his eyebrows. "Sa Sa is really amazing. This daughter-in-law of the Fu family really got married..."

   "..." Xiao Yiran was speechless. Are you so acquainted with others?

   Xiao Zhu glanced at him, “Don’t be convinced. If your family could marry such a prince and concubine, you might not have reached this point.”

  Xiao Yiran quickly said, "I don't dare." He didn't dare to miss Fu Fengcheng's daughter-in-law, let alone Xiao wanting Leng Sa to be his daughter-in-law, no matter which sounded terrible.

  But thinking about it, I couldn’t help but be mean, “According to you, if you marry a queen like this in the first place, wouldn’t it be...”

  Xiao Zhu said, "You think too much. I mean, having her with your father and your brothers will not be stupid. Look at Fu Yucheng, don’t you have a good time now?"

With a knowing blow, Xiao Yiran couldn't help covering his heart, and looked at his third uncle with a vague expression in his eyes.

Xiao Zhu didn't want to comfort him, put the teacup in his hand aside and got up and said, "Sangha killed the king's envoy, the King of Nile should have received the news earlier than us."

  Xiao Yiran reminded, "Sangha did not do it."

Xiao Zhu ignored him and continued, "I don't know what King Nile is thinking now?"

  Xiao Yiran said: "Probably very angry, right? But Sanha won't sit still. In case they don't do anything clean..."

Xiao Zhu laughed and said, "Even if Sanha caught the real murderer and put it in front of the King of Nile, he would not believe it. In his heart, he had already acquiesced that Sanha did it. Or, he hoped. Sanha did this."

  Xiao Yiran frowned, "The King of Nile wants to use our hands to kill Sanha and the Glory Legion?" Despite the news they found in the Nile these days, the Sanha family did faintly provoke the royal power. Even the Glory Legion didn't look at other legions very much, but as a former prince, Xiao Yiran still didn't take much attention to the act of attracting foreign forces to destroy his own people.

  Xiao Zhu said, "I might not have this idea, but it should be there after the Southern Sixth Provincial Army went south to join the war." If it can really bite a piece of meat from Anxia, ​​the King of Nile is of course willing. Compared with destroying the Glory Legion, if the king can expand the territory of the Nile, the reputation of the royal family will inevitably increase. At least for a short time, the Glory Legion and Sanha dare not act arbitrarily.

  But after the six southern provinces joined the war, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the Nile army lost consecutive battles. If he went back in such a desperate manner, King Nile would have no light on his face. Moreover, defeat means the loss of the king's military strength, so the power and prestige of the Glory Legion will inevitably increase. This is the reason why the king sent the Seventeenth Legion to participate in the war at this time.

   One is to stop the Sixth Southern Provincial Army from advancing, the other is to adjust the tiger away from the mountain, the royal family has time to restore the loss of soldiers and horses, and the third is to consume the forces of the Seventeenth Army. Once the Seventeenth Army marches out, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, it will inevitably suffer huge losses. It is naturally best if its vitality is severely injured.

  These are the reasons why the royal family of the Nile sent Sanha to expedition, but even if Sanha led the troops to expedition to the king of the Nile, he was still worried, so he hurriedly sent a special envoy.

  Sanha knew that the king didn't worry about him, and the king also knew that Sanha knew that he didn't worry about him, and now...the special envoy was killed just as soon as he arrived.

  What does this make the king think?

Xiao Yiran looked at the telegram in his hand and couldn't help but sighed, "I don't know how dark Fu Fengcheng is." Although he always felt that Fu Fengcheng was dark, he obviously didn't understand enough before. Fortunately, he didn't. Choose to work against Fu Fengcheng, otherwise...

Xiao Zhu nodded in agreement, "The young master of the Fu family...a collection of Arlene's intelligence and Fu Zheng's cruelty and ruthlessness is indeed a natural hero. Unfortunately, he seems to have no interest in symmetry and intrigue in officialdom. Otherwise... I am afraid that no one of your generation is his opponent. This is An Xia’s blessing."

Xiao Yiran shrank his neck and couldn't help but said, "Du Jun Fu...relentless?" It is certainly not a soft-hearted person who can become a warlord, but Xiao Yiran has always felt that Du Jun Fu is a rare and upright person among the big men. . I didn't expect Fu Dujun to make such an evaluation at San Bo.

Xiao Zhu glanced at him with a faint smile, and said lightly: "Could you think that the South Six Provinces is so big because others think he is a true hero with integrity and domineering, and he was given to him in vain? It was not when Fu Zheng was young. It looks like this now."

  Xiao Yiran touched her nose with some embarrassment, "Ah, let's continue talking about business."

  Xiao Zhu said: "Go and prepare. After dawn, the king should send someone to invite us into the palace."

  Xiao Yiran was a little surprised, "Didn’t the king always refuse to see us these days?"

  Xiao Zhu said, "If he is really not interested at all, he will drive us out of the city on the first day."

  Xiao Yiran nodded, "That's right."

  The two went back to their rooms and rested for a while. Sure enough, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the two of them were sitting in the hall and eating Nile's special breakfast. Someone came to report that the king invited her husband into the palace.

  The two looked at each other, and both saw a clear smile in each other's eyes.

  Sangha’s life these days is very difficult. Because of the death of the special envoy, the Nile Royal Guards and other soldiers and horses who were still resting in Anxia have faintly shown hostility to the Seventeenth Army.

  Now Sanha is not even sure that if he starts a war with the Anxia people on the other side tomorrow, whether these people’s guns will be directed towards the enemy or himself.

   Therefore, he was also more cautious and did not rashly decide to cross the river to fight again.

  On the other hand, the news from the country is also very worrying. The death of the special envoy made the royal family angry. Everyone in the Sang family is already under the surveillance of the royal guards and spies, and they may be arrested if they are not careful.

  The worst thing is that because this incident spread back to China, there have been many voices of condemnation and opposition to him and their family. This is naturally not just because of this incident, but all kinds of dissatisfaction has been accumulated over the years. Coupled with someone secretly guiding it, this broke out.

  Sanha admits that he does have some thoughts, but he can guarantee that he has absolutely no idea of ​​confronting the royal family at least for a short time, but now he has been pushed into a dilemma.

  Perhaps, choosing to follow the king’s order to send troops from the beginning was wrong. But as a subject, does he have the option of not sending troops?

  Sangha Jian's eyebrows were frowned, and the brows were full of anger.

  He was suddenly startled slightly, and couldn't help but remember the letter that Fu Fengcheng had sent over the other day. But he quickly put this idea behind him, he would never be fooled by Anxia people!

  Sangha is not willing to be fooled, but some people do.

  One day later, bad news came from the Nile again. The king ordered Sanha to transfer command to his deputy, and immediately set off to return home to explain the killing of the special envoy.

  And Sanha also received another confidential message: the royal family has arrested Sanha’s eldest son, Sanggu. Seeing the news, Sanha tore the message in half on the spot.

  When Sangha was so angry that Qiqiao was making smoke, Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng, who were separated by a river, had a very leisurely time.

  After all, although the two armies are still facing each other, Sanha obviously has no intention of crossing the river for the time being, and Fu Fengcheng is not in a hurry to cross the river, so the two armies are in a stalemate.

  While letting the soldiers of the six southern provinces take turns guarding positions along the river, they also relaxed a little. After all, if the nerves are tight for a long time, it is also a very hard thing.

  It happened to be idle this day and nothing happened, so Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng went out on horseback to play. Although it is the end of September, the scenery of southern Xinjiang is still beautiful and picturesque. With green mountains and green waters and flowers in full bloom, the bleakness of late autumn is totally invisible.

After the Army of the Six Southern Provinces drove the Nile people to the other side, the people in Jiangdong had fully recovered their daily lives. Probably, the record of the Southern Six Provincial Army was too sturdy. It is clear that the war has not been completely over, and many people who have fled have already returned.

  The people who were unable to flee their homes were even more happy, and almost regarded the Army of the Southern Six Provinces as reborn benefactors.

  The two rode horses all the way, and from time to time, they saw many people in costumes walking along the road with their backpacks on their backs and smiling faces. They all wore casual clothes when they came out. These passers-by would only treat them as ordinary out-of-towners. Some bold ones would greet the two of them and invite them to the small town in front of them to participate in their festivals.

  The two learned that today is the local Lantern Festival in southern Xinjiang. This is a local festival in southern Xinjiang. Although there are similar festivals in other places in Anxia, ​​the dates and customs are different.

  In Southern Xinjiang, this is a big festival second only to the New Year, or it can be said that it is a day when the big girls and boys of Southern Xinjiang have a blind date together.

  Different from the words of a matchmaker in the Central Plains, which is always the order of the parents, the folklore of southern Xinjiang is open. Every year, unmarried girls and boys can get together to see each other. If you like, you can get your parents’ consent to make a marriage.

  Of course, this kind of festival is not only attended by unmarried girls and boys. Married, even the elderly and children will join in the fun together. After all, the festival is the more people the better.

  Just not far away, Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng looked at each other and followed these people all the way to the small town.

  This is just a small town, and the whole town has only two short streets. But outside the town is crowded with lights and colorful lights, and it is very lively. It is said that people in a radius of tens of miles will come here to participate in the Lantern Festival.

  Looking at the cheerful smiles of people, it is not like a place where you have just experienced a war.

  Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng are both very busy people. It seems that it has been two years since the last time I participated in such an event, so Leng Sa is also rarely interested.

  Bought a set of clothes for a local woman from southern Xinjiang from the town, and when night fell, Leng Sa took Fu Fengcheng and hurried out of the town, following the flow of people.

  In a large open space outside the town, all kinds of colored lights are hung around, and many boys also hold all kinds of colored lights in their hands.

  The girls are wearing their best clothes one by one, beautifully dressed up, they are very eye-catching at first glance.

  Leng Sa took Fu Fengcheng's hand and shuttled through the crowd, watching the dragon dance and lion dance here, and the juggling over there. Although there were many outsiders at the lantern show, the outstanding appearance of the two attracted the attention of many men and women.

Leng Sa wears a red embroidered dress that he just bought. Her hair is braided into pigtails tied with colored threads, and he wears various headdresses made of colorful beads, although they are all very cheap things. Still dazzling and beautiful.

  Looking around coldly, "Should we buy a lamp for the scene?"

  It seems that many people are holding colored lights in their hands. Some of the lights are very delicate and beautiful, not worse than those in the six southern provinces.

Before Fu Fengcheng could say anything, he saw a young man with a delicate peacock lamp approaching, and shyly handed his lantern to Leng Sa, "Girl, do you like my lamp?" The pretty girl kept looking at his lamp, and his heart was pounding a bit.

   Lengsa blinked his eyes, a little hesitant, "Give it to me?"

  The young man nodded and hesitated coldly, "How much is it, or I still..." This lamp didn't seem to be cheap.

   Before she finished speaking, Fu Fengcheng had already pulled her behind him, glanced at the young man and said, "She doesn't like it."

  "……"

  "..." Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng, don't I like it?

   Without waiting for her to rebut, Fu Dashao had already covered her mouth with one hand, and said to the young man, "I will give it to her if she likes it. You can give it to someone else."

   "Oh." The young man walked away holding the lamp in frustration. He knew he had no such good luck.

"Haha." Leng Sa just pulled away the hand of Young Master Fu covering his mouth. Before he could speak, he heard a familiar laugh behind him, "Madam, if you pick up the light, you can tonight. I can't get out of this place."

  　 Cough cough, just to say, I didn’t mean to provoke gender antagonism. I'm talking about a few top quality products~ the world is so big, it is always inevitable that there will be top quality products. Don't bargain. I love you all (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)