The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Ye Feng took Zhao Mu across the bluestone road and came to a small courtyard. Waves of fragrance wafted from the courtyard, accompanied by laughter.

"Greetings to the King of Zhenguo!"

When the people inside saw Ye Feng coming, there was no special greeting. They just looked at Zhao Mu in surprise and chatted and laughed among themselves.

Zhao Mu was shocked when he saw this scene. He had followed King Nanyu for so many years, and even though they were as close as father and son, they were still very strict with the rules.

Ye Feng took Zhao Mu to the main seat at the table, motioned for Zhao Mu to sit at the side, and introduced him, "Everyone, this is General Zhao Mu, the garrison commander of Huaishang City in Nanyu County. His other identity is the fourth son of the King of Nanyu."

Hua Hua Hua...

Everyone was a little surprised, especially Madam Xinling. She knew very well that, including Zhao Mu in front of her, Ye Feng had already met with King Nanyu’s three sons today.

It was just that Ye Feng had only used Zhao Chenchen and Zhao Hui before. Obviously, Zhao Mu in front of him had been recognized by Ye Feng.

"He doesn't want to be like the King of Nanyu, who has his own army and is independent. He just wants to lead his army to fight on the battlefield. He wants to come and join the court. Once Nanyu County is taken, I will report to the Ministry of War."

Ye Feng said to everyone with a smile.

"Just go to the battlefield. What's the point of fighting for power? You seem much younger than me. I, Huang Tong, would like to toast you a glass." When Huang Tong heard that Zhao Mu, as the son of King Nanyu, was eager to go to the battlefield, he showed admiration on his face and walked towards Zhao Mu with the wine glass in front of him.

There was horror in Zhao Mu's eyes. He discovered that with his own cultivation level of a fifth-grade junior grandmaster, he could not see through the cultivation level of most of the people sitting in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Feng had not yet picked up the wine glass, he did not raise the wine glass, but looked at Ye Feng, "Mr. Huang, let's ask the Lord of the State to hold the glass first!"

Hahaha……

But when Zhao Mu's words were heard, everyone burst into laughter.

"General Zhao doesn't know my character yet. We are superiors and subordinates only when we are marching, fighting, and governing the country. At other times, we are all family members. There is no need to be restrained and we can do whatever we want."

Ye Feng never liked being restrained and nodded at Zhao Mu.

"Zhen Guojun's character is truly unique. I admire him immensely."

Zhao Mu's heart was completely dormant by Ye Feng.

He picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised it with both hands, and said to Huang Dong: "Cheers!"

sizzle...

Zhao Mu swallowed the wine in the glass. His eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of horror, and he kept blinking his lips. The aroma was mellow, the wine was pleasant, and the aftertaste was endless. The most important thing was that after swallowing the wine, the heaviness that surged into his heart made him feel intoxicated.

He asked himself that after drinking for more than 30 years, if compared with the wine in front of him, it was as bland as water, and bitter water at that.

"May I ask what kind of wine this is?"

Zhao Mu looked at everyone, his face full of horror.

When everyone saw Zhao Mu's expression, they all looked at Ye Feng beside him.

Zhao Mu also turned his gaze to Ye Feng.

"I brewed this wine when I was bored, and I call it sauce wine!"

Ye Feng explained to Zhao Mu.

"Everyone, stop drinking and hurry up and eat mutton."

Ye Feng used chopsticks to pick up the thin slices of mutton on the plate. These slices were cut by Sun Zizai himself from a freshly slaughtered sheep.

Everyone looked at the steaming hot pot with the white soup inside. They put the lamb slices as thin as a cicada's wing into the soup, scalded it for a few times, and then put it in their mouths. It was tender and juicy, so delicious.

"General Sun's knife skills are getting more and more sophisticated. It is so comfortable to cut the mutton into thin slices like this." Huang Dong said with a smile while eating mutton and drinking wine.

"Could it be that you are Sun Zizai, who is ranked 59th on the Great Song Dynasty's Divine Machine List and is the Master of the Three Desperate Swords?" Zhao Mu widened his eyes and looked at Sun Zizai.

When Sun Zizai heard his ranking on the Divine Machine Ranking, he couldn't help but blush and quickly waved his hands: "Don't mention this title and ranking again, it's really biased, everyone here is better than me."

Zhao Mu glanced at everyone and nodded in agreement.

He had already guessed that the man sitting not far away, wearing black armor and with a serious face, must be the legendary general of the Black Armor Cavalry, Li Shanxiao.

Sun Zizai immediately laughed, raised his wine glass, looked at everyone, and said jokingly: "I suggest that we all toast to the King of Zhenguo. He not only governs the Song Dynasty, but also leads us to march and fight, and tour the country. He can also brew such fine wine and come up with a way to eat mutton. You think he is so young, what can't he do?"

Zhao Mu's eyes were shining as he looked at the people sitting around the fire in front of him, his face full of anticipation. If he hadn't been carrying the order from Ye Feng, he wouldn't have wanted to go back to Huaishang City and would have wanted to stay here with everyone.

"He won't go to a brothel to listen to music!"

Lao Huang joked while eating mutton hotpot and drinking.

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak."

Ye Feng glared at Lao Huang, but this guy was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He ignored Ye Feng's gaze and just drank and ate meat.

"Brother, what is the music hall?"

Dashan asked with his mouth full of mutton, looking innocent and curious.

Hahaha……

Everyone laughed even more happily.

"Oh...drinking and eating mutton hotpot, but you didn't invite me." Just at this moment, footsteps were heard outside, and Su Chen's eyes were shining. He didn't hesitate at all and found a seat and sat down. "What a coincidence!"

When Zhao Mu saw Su Chen coming in, his eyes were full of surprise. He had met Su Chen several years ago. He was the patriarch of the Su family in Nanjun. Most importantly, he was a great master who had realized the great righteousness.

A big reason why his father did not dare to launch military operations rashly over the years was that he was afraid of Su Chen.

When everyone saw Su Chen coming in, they couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Since this guy knew about the shabu-shabu and soy sauce wine three days ago, he has been coming at the right time every day. It's nothing strange to him.

They chatted and laughed until late at night, when Zhao Mu became drunk. Ye Feng originally wanted to keep him and send him back early the next morning.

However, Zhao Mu said that he must rush back to Huaishang City as soon as possible and quickly bring 30,000 brothers to Minghua Pass to wait for Ye Feng to send troops to Nanyu County.

Ye Feng was also very clear that Zhao Mu was a fifth-grade junior grandmaster, so the little bit of wine he drank tonight was not a big problem, so he did not continue to try to keep him.

Su Chen also quickly came to Ye Feng, his voice sonorous and powerful, his face full of confidence: "Su knows that the King of Zhenguo wants to take down the King of Nanyu while inspecting the Song Dynasty. So I will gather all the elders and deacons of the entire Su family. Our Su family is willing to raise 300,000 dan of food and fodder for the King of Zhenguo's army."

"My Su family has 30,000 men and women who are willing to follow the king to the battlefield!"

When Ye Feng heard Su Chen's words, a smile immediately appeared on his face. The huge rock that had been weighing on his heart for the past few days finally fell to the ground.

He now has nearly 100,000 troops under his command, and the daily consumption of food and grass is huge. If he wants to send troops to Nanyu County, the first thing he needs to solve is the food and grass problem.

Now Su Chen has raised 300,000 dan of grain for him. He knows very well in his heart that aristocratic families like the Su family do not exploit the people's wealth. Considering their ability to make money and their spending, 300,000 dan of grain is also a huge sum, which is almost giving everything they have.

A large family like the Su family is complicated and has a large population to support. If there is no food stored, once any emergency occurs, it will be almost a devastating blow.

The most important thing is that Su Chen also provided 30,000 men of the Su family. They must be the young generation who were urgently summoned from all over the place. Stepping onto the battlefield means life and death.

Even Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Su Chen could sense the righteousness. With such courage, not to mention the Su family, even the several thousand-year-old families in Jiuzhou might not have such courage.

(Qiongtian really likes the character of Su Chen. I tried my best to make him three-dimensional. Maybe some people will think it is too long-winded and redundant and criticize the author. However, the author only wants to present a real and three-dimensional story and vivid characters to everyone. Otherwise, this book can completely open a system, summon, and kill through the world of immortals and Buddhas in dozens of chapters, and be invincible in the world! If there are any shortcomings, please point them out in the comment area, and I will try my best to meet and correct them. Thank you for your support!)