"Then what do you think I can do now? If I make it clear, I'll be given a routine."

Gu Mingxuan handed the hot tea to Mu Zhihuan and asked her to warm her hand: "since I know that the emperor's military training is false, I want to check our previous detailed work, which may have some harvest."

Mu Zhihuan nodded. At present, I'm afraid it can only be like this: "if you say so, I think the man who kidnapped Jiang Zimu should have a lot of power. He even knows about our family. It can be seen that he has too many contacts."

Gu Mingxuan said, "not only that, but even he knows about our weapons. It seems that I have to write a letter to the palace and let them check our officials."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became dignified. When Mu Zhi was upset, she suddenly heard someone quarreling outside.

Before she opened the door, Gu Mingxuan suddenly flew forward and stopped her behind.

Before mu Zhihuan reacted, what happened? The door was suddenly kicked open by someone.

A man dressed as a waiter came in with the door. It seems that he didn't stop others when he stopped them, so he was kicked in with the door.

Mu Zhihuan looked at the waiter covering his stomach on the ground and suddenly sank in his heart. You know, this is the foot of the son of heaven. Who dares to kick up so boldly?

"What are you two in a hurry? I've been calling you for a long time."

Hearing this sound, mu Zhihuan first frowned, then suddenly surprised, took Gu Mingxuan's arm away and walked forward.

Before he got to the door, he saw a bald man in rags with a crutch in his hand and walked in slowly. When the waiter looked at him, no one could believe that the foot just came from the old man.

"Uncle Feng Yu?"

Mu Zhihuan really didn't expect to see him in the capital, so he almost subconsciously called out his name.

Feng Yu seemed to be satisfied that mu Zhihuan still remembered himself. After grinning, he said, "I watched you two coming in front and didn't look back after calling you for a long time. What's the matter? What's so anxious?"

Although mu Zhihuan was very happy to see Feng Yu, she looked around at the people watching the excitement and frowned.

Feng Yu also followed her eyes and swept around. Where his eyes swept, people all fled and walked away.

Everyone saw the bald man's violent behavior before, and no one wanted to be hit by him, so people almost disappeared where Feng Yu looked.

After a while, the very busy room became quiet. Feng Yu glanced at the door that had been damaged by himself and scratched his head: "shopkeeper, take us to another room again."

The shopkeeper, who had long been stunned by the scene in front of him, was called back by Feng Yu for a long time: "ah, yes, come with me..."

Then he took mu Zhihuan to another room.

Mu Zhihuan looked at the shopkeeper's frightened appearance and sighed helplessly.

How can she remember that Feng Yu was not such a rude person before? How long has it been since he became like this?

As if answering mu Zhihuan's doubts, Feng Yu poured himself a glass of water and drank it up:

"I wanted to go out for a swim, but when I came to the next copper city, I met a boy who was very lucky with me. I stayed and taught him some of my kung fu and some of my previous military skills."

It turned out to be so. Mu Zhihuan said that she clearly remembered that Feng Yu said she wanted to travel before leaving her, but.

Mu Zhihuan looked at Feng Yu suspiciously: "then how did you come to the capital again?"

Feng Yu picked up the cake on the table and stuffed it into his mouth: "I didn't go around to the capital. It was the boy I met. I don't know why he was suddenly transferred to the capital, so I followed him."

Listening to Feng Yu's story, mu Zhihuan had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember where she was familiar for a while.

When her eyes fell on Feng Yu, who was eating cakes with black fingers, she sighed silently, got up and said that her handkerchief was wet with hot water and then wrung dry. Then she came to Feng Yu, took his hand and wiped it for him:

"I don't know what kind of person the boy you met is, but I feel that he doesn't seem reliable at all. He let you wander outside like this."

Feng Yu grinned: "this business has nothing to do with the boy. I said I didn't need him to take care of it. What's more, he hardly met me. He can see me only when I want to teach him."

Mu Zhihuan raised her eyebrows. Feng Yu's attribute in the 21st century martial arts TV series must be the legendary expert with the script, but the expert is really a little sloppy.

Feng Yu was rubbed by mu Zhihuan with one hand and ate cakes with the other hand. Then he looked at Gu Mingxuan with his smart eyes: "I've heard your deeds. It didn't waste my brother's daughter's kindness to you, but you two didn't stay in Dayan. How did you suddenly return to Dawei as your own prince and princess?"

Speaking of this problem, mu Zhihuan couldn't help sighing: "hey... It's a long story."

Then mu Zhihuan told Feng Yu everything she had encountered these days.

Feng Yu frowned. After listening to it for a long time, he suddenly asked, "you said, who is the boy you know as deputy general?"

Mu Zhi Huan blinked: "Han Wu, what's the matter?"

Feng Yumeng patted his thigh: "Han Wu, he is the boy I told you about my fate."

"Ah?"

Mu Zhi was stunned. She felt that Feng Yu's story was familiar. It turned out that it overlapped here.

"Then he should listen to you very much?"

As soon as mu Zhihuan said this, Feng Yu knew what she wanted to say: "well, although he is a good child, he is also very loyal to his country. I'm afraid he can't sell his country if you want him to."

This... Mu Zhihuan frowned and threw the problem to Gu Mingxuan.

Gu Mingxuan said almost without blinking his eyelids: "don't worry about old Feng. We have evidence that what he is serving now may not be his country, but a treacherous minister."

"Oh?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to Gu Mingxuan: "I saw Han Wu take his father-in-law's order in person. How can you be so sure?"