Chapter 1103

Feng Yunzheng stood up and went to the military array. What he remembered in his mind was Feng Ye of the previous life: Feng Ye had always had this ambition for the throne. However, Feng Qianyue was better and got the support of him and yue'er, so he finally defeated Feng Ye and ascended the throne. Later, Feng Ye was sentenced to death by beheading him. The death was also very tragic.

"At that time, Hong Ling was arrested. She confessed that she was sent by Duke Xu. His highness Ba didn't know. Everything was the meaning of Duke Xu. I don't know whether she was tight lipped or brother Bawang really didn't know."

"In any case, Hongling always has something to do with brother Bawang. Duke Xu is the grandfather of brother Bawang. These two people are one. Duke Xu represents brother Bawang, and brother Bawang's idea doesn't inspire Duke Xu to do it." Feng Jue said, with a cold feeling in his eyes, "we are his biggest enemy who won the throne. If he wants to get rid of us, the fastest and most thorough way is to use the Shanhaiguan far away from the emperor. At that time, think of a way to get rid of it."

Feng Yunzheng's eyes flashed a deep meditation and said, "it's not the most important whether it's related to him or not. Whether it's related to him or not, I'm afraid there's something wrong with our grain, grass and winter boots. How to solve this problem is the most urgent now. After all, there's only more than ten days. We should take precautions."

Feng Jue nodded and said, "what brother Jiuwang said is reasonable. The nearest to the mountain customs is the mausoleum, but it is not a place for grain and grass reserves. I'm afraid I can't raise so much grain and grass for a while, and the most important winter boots can't catch up. I just hope we think about all this. There's no problem with grain and grass and winter boots."

"Jue er." Feng Yunzheng looked at Feng Jue meaningfully and said, "the competition for the throne is the same as the bloody war. You can't take half a chance. Don't hold the so-called hope in your heart. Being half lax with your opponent will lead to the disaster of killing life. When you expect him, it's when he wants to get rid of you. Whenever, you should remember what I said now. Now, we should think of the worst and prepare for the worst. "

Feng Yunzheng's words, like a sharp weapon, knocked on the heart of Feng Jue, making him more vigilant and alert. "Brother Jiuwang's words are like a deep insight. I am the commander of the three armed forces. I should never take any chances, even if the other party is a brother who once had a good relationship."

"Jue'er, the battlefield has no father and son, and the royal family has no brothers." Feng Yunzheng said solemnly.

Feng Jue's heart overflowed with a trace of cold. Yes, he was very attached to Lian Jue's identity because he didn't want such suicide, killing and fighting, but he was bleeding from the Feng family, which doomed him to escape this fateful arrangement.

"Oh, if brother Bawang clearly competes, I respect him. If he breaks my food and grass, kills my soldiers and takes so many people's lives in vain, he should be cut into the earth and the moon. I will not let him go and avenge the dead soldiers." Feng Jue's eyes overflowed with cold and said.

"How many people have been blinded by a throne from the past to the present? Between husband and wife, between father and son, and between brothers, they distrust each other, kill each other, and whether they are monarchs or ministers. " Feng Yunzheng thought of the previous life. It was caused by a throne, especially Feng Qianyue. His ambition for the throne has reached the extreme. How many people were killed by him, including himself and his moon.

"Brother Jiuwang." At this time, Feng Jue looked at Feng Yunzheng and said, "don't worry, I swear to God, I have no ambition for the throne, and I will never kill myself because of the throne and brother Wang."

Feng Yunzheng listened, with a smile on his face and said, "I'll give it back to you in the same way."

"I believe." Feng Jue holds Feng Yunzheng's hand and his eyes are blazing. This is the man his sister spent his life with. He believes in everything about his sister, so he also believes in the man her sister chose.

"Your Highness nine..." just at this time, a voice came from outside, "a letter from Kyoto!"

As soon as Feng Yunzheng heard this, he showed a surprised expression on his face and immediately said, "come in!"

It must be yue'er's letter, which is his happiest expectation.

Feng Jue loosened his grip on Feng Yunzheng and said with a smile, "all the officers and men said, your highness Jiu is serious and cold, not as approachable as my Grand Marshal. As everyone knows, only your sister can make you smile. If your sister comes to you, they can see your smile from time to time. "

Feng Yunzheng also said with a smile, "you are used to making fun of me."

At this time, the soldier opened his tent and came in. He put his hands on the letter. Feng Yunzheng accepted the letter with a smile and unfolded it. However, after reading the letter——

The smile on his face suddenly solidified and showed an unspeakable expression.

When Feng Jue saw him like this, his heart trembled and his hand tightened. He stood up and asked, "what's the matter? Is there any bad news in the letter? Is something wrong with my sister? "

"No." Feng Yunzheng opened the letter, looked at it again, looked up at Feng and said, "you're right. Yue'er, she really wants to meet me here at Shanhaiguan."

"What?" Feng Jue was stunned. Her face showed an expression of disbelief. She hurriedly took the letter from Feng Yunzheng's hand and looked at it quickly. Her sister said in the letter that she didn't want to suffer thousands of miles apart, and there was something very important. She had to tell him in person that it was related to whether Shan customs could win the last stop, so she would come to Shanhai customs to reunite with Feng Yunzheng.

He looked at the letter several times before and after, looked up and said, "brother Wang, this is my sister's handwriting. That's right. It's also my sister's character. Moreover, according to the date of writing on it, my sister will arrive in one or two days."

His heart trembled and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

With a slight flash in his eyes, Feng Yunzheng summoned the bodyguard who had just sent the letter in and asked, "according to the date, this letter should have arrived ten days ago. Do you know why it has come to the king now?"

The bodyguard knelt on one knee and said, "Your Highness, according to the people at the post station, the horse was injured because of the bad weather, so your Highness's stationery was a few days late."

"There is no flaw in this statement." Feng Jue said that such weather is not a particularly urgent letter. It doesn't occupy a special official way. It's normal to come a few days late.

Feng Yunzheng nodded and said, "I see. Go down."

"Brother Jiuwang, I still can't believe that my sister is pregnant and has come all the way from Kyoto to the mountain customs to find you."