Chapter 639

This concubine, born as a dancer, is her underground force a brothel girl?

Feng Zhiwei had to admire Qing Fei. No one could have imagined that Jin Zunyu's Royal concubine was leading a group of prostitutes who were obsequious. But in the whole world, what is more complicated than brothels and more accessible to all kinds of useful information?

Which official doesn't visit the kiln? Which official didn't socialize in the brothel? Which high-ranking official residence has no concubine from a brothel?

Feng Zhiwei is playing with the cigarette ash of silk handkerchief, and his lips show a cold smile.

She had already read Hua Qiong's letter. Hua Qiong, who had a very good friendship with he Lianzheng, wrote a simple and murderous letter.

"Everything is ready, and you can kill it!"

Just six words, Tao makes up his mind.

Tiansheng has a strict hierarchy and heavy taxes, which makes the common people unbearable. These years, they have been trapped in war and engaged in war. In order to support the army's food and forage, the provinces near the war were exploited and squeezed extremely heavily. On the one hand, Huaqiong, together with Qi Shaojun's Huofeng former headquarters, Hang Ming's Hangjia army, and xuefutu, gathered from all over the country, stepped up military training On the other hand, he followed Hang Ming's advice and founded the "Qingyang sect" to worship the ancestors of Qingyang. He was known as "under the green sun, all living beings can support themselves". In addition, several rumors were whispered in the South: "the emperor Qingyang said that the opportunity for Tiansheng to establish a country is ominous, the army will break through and a generation will die In a few months, the number of believers reached 100000.

The more unstable the times, the more floating people's hearts, the most need for divine power to comfort, in order to find a little salvation and hope in the unbearable life.

As for the means of missionary work, don't worry. There are many talented people in xuefutu. Naturally, there are a lot of promising careers like river and lake swindlers. He was inspired by the lesson that when Dacheng collapsed, his organization had been active in the upper class, but when he finally fled, he was disobedient everywhere. Since the founding of Tiansheng, he broke up into parts, scattered among the people, managed various businesses and integrated into the bottom people After so many years, the group responsible for the transmission of Folk News has been involved in almost all kinds of industries. Not to mention the Taoist priests who play tricks, eminent monks can make do with it.

What fengzhiwei does now is to train Shunyi ironriding together with Gu Nanyi. After the imperial envoy returned to Beijing, the reason for the king's death has been spread out by Princess peony intentionally or unintentionally. The grassland is burning with anger. If Feng Zhiwei hadn't restrained it, the brave and belligerent King's army would have broken through the gate of Yuzhou.

Every morning, Gu Nanyi and his horse were waiting at the gate of fengzhiwei yard. They rode straight to the valley where they trained iron horses and ate and rested with the soldiers. They rode back at night. Under the stars and moonlight, they rode with a bridle, and the horses' hooves were stained with the night dew on alfalfa flowers in the early spring grassland.

At night, Gu Nan Yi sleeps next to her as before, but Feng Zhiwei never knows. Master Gu moves the bed on the floor and leans against her bed. There is only a thin board wall between them. Every night, he will gently lean against the bottom of the board with the palm of his hand, thinking that if she is facing this side, he is pressing her shoulder. If she is facing this side, he will press it When she thought about it like this, her back felt that the cold wall was actually very warm, and the warmth went straight through the palm to the bottom of her heart. In such warmth, he listened to her breath carefully and made sure that the breath was even and smooth, and then he would go to sleep.

Every night, through the window lattice, the stars shine on the lips of Gu Nan's clothes, illuminating his happy smile.

Because she is in, close, with the palm can feel the distance.

He didn't want to hear her tossing and turning. He liked to see her as bright as the sun when she got up in the morning.

He knew that she would be quiet beside him. When she looked at the cloud sea grassland with her knees in her arms, her eyes were quiet and calm. He would not speak and would not let a little redundant voice disturb her rare peace.

He always thinks that he can do too little for her, so, it is good to give her more quiet and company.

He and she did not go to the top of the gedamu snow mountain again. They both felt that it was a kind of blasphemy to go to such places more. There was a kind of beauty left in the bottom of my heart, which was more lingering than meeting each other every day.

Soon after spring, it was summer. On the grassland where vegetation was flourishing, the fragrance of green grass flooded the horseshoe day by day. On this day, Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nanyi inspected the grassland and the border of Da Yue as usual. Just after standing down, they suddenly saw the gate of the heavy soldiers on the other side of Dayue, and the gate of the city was far away. A group of horses of different colors were pouring out.

Horses are good horses. There are not many horses, and there are no knights. It seems that the horses were startled and bumped into each other. The guards on the grassland on the border of this side were suddenly nervous. They held their weapons in their hands and carefully observed the horses' backs and bellies. They were afraid that they would come out of the enemy.

The horses, however, stopped before a trench between the two countries. There was no movement in the distance, and the gate was closed.

The grassland guards looked at each other. It was obvious that there was no one in the horses. It should be said that there was no one in the horses. But the grassland children love horses. When they saw such a group of good horses, they could not help but look at Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei silently watched the big Vietnam border city which was separated by a long fence with iron thorns. The gate of the city was closed, and even the garrison didn't come out to walk. She showed no hostility. Her eyes fell outside the trench of Changwei and said for a long time, "put down the hanging board and lead the horse."The grassland garrison showed joy. At the moment, he sent people to lead the horses. Originally, he wanted to send more people to guard against fraud. Feng Zhi said faintly, "no need."

Most of them are good horses, but people's eyes fall on one of them.

It was a pure white horse. It was not tall but elegant. Although the horses around were all fine horses, they all felt gloomy compared with that horse. The horses seemed to be ashamed of themselves. They kept the white horse in the middle and looked proud and disdained to stand side by side with it.

"This is Lima? " A small team leader was so nervous that he grasped the shoulder of his side. "Hey, do you want to see if it's Li Ma?"

"Bah, it's impossible." The man turned his shoulder impatiently, "Li Ma, which is hard to change, suddenly appears here..." When he looked at it carefully, he stammered, "but But... "

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