Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

The green bricks, black tiles and dim wooden houses are reflected in the white snow, making it look like a hidden village in the Nanshan Mountains.

But what is strange is that the village is clean and tidy, with roads extending in all directions.

For example, the entire street under his feet was paved with smooth stone slabs and was wide enough to accommodate three carriages side by side.

There is a cross plaque at every intersection, which details which street to go east and which lane to go west.

"I heard that this village was built according to the drawings of Princess Han?" King Xuan said slowly, stroking a pair of jade balls in his hands.

"Your Highness, according to our informants, it is Princess Han." The guard next to him looked around and said softly.

King Xuan suppressed his curiosity and chuckled without saying anything. However, he slightly quickened his pace to catch up with the people from the Han Palace.

"My little girl, you can't fly because it's snowing. Let's go back to the yard and let mother give you peaches." Feng Ranhua hugged Xiao Ling'er and half-coaxed and half-tempted her.

Xiao Ling'er opened her little mouth and made a grievance sound similar to a cat's meow.

"Princess Han? The eldest daughter of the Feng family!"

A voice, first doubtful, then affirmative.

Feng Ranhua turned his head and glanced at the person who came.

He had a tall and slender figure, dressed in a red robe that was as dazzling as fire. His affectionate peach blossom eyes brought out the strong color to the fullest. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with amazement.

She looked awkward.

Feng Ranhua frowned. He had a male body and a female appearance, with a somewhat disguised elegance. Looking closely at his eyes, he looked like he was looking at prey, with a very aggressive and predatory nature.

Unlike her naughty boy Bai Qi, who has a male body and a female appearance, and also has a sense of pure and ethereal feeling.

"King Xuan's visit has brought honor to our shabby little village. King Han has been waiting in the yard for a long time. Please come in, King Xuan." Feng Ranhua said lightly.

"You are so bold, woman! My prince is the prince of Dayan, yet you are so rude!" said a guard.

Feng Ran Hua Xuan Wang laughed nonchalantly. If you ignore the undisguised mockery in her eyes, "Are you still asleep? The war is raging, the people are living in misery, it's hard to say whether the Great Yan Dynasty is still called Li."

The guard's face turned pale with anger. "You! Are you arrogant! Are you ignorant! My prince is of the orthodox bloodline, and he is destined by heaven!"

Feng Ranhua glanced at him as if he were an idiot.

"Is this what the King of Han meant?" King Xuan smiled nonchalantly and stared at her without blinking, the amazement in his eyes never fading.

Another master of conspiracy theorists, without showing any resentment at all.

Feng Ranhua raised her red lips and said arrogantly, "He is he! I am me! Who cares who is the emperor?"

With that he walked away.

An interesting woman who has no respect for imperial power.

Little Ling'er lay on her mother's shoulder, staring at the crowd with her clear eyes, curiously.

Only then did King Xuan notice that the illegitimate daughter of Princess Han was a delicate sculpture, one month older than Xier and more spiritual than Xier.

In the small courtyard of Mo Ling, tea smoke curls up in the warm room.

Two handsome and dignified men sat opposite each other, with a set of yellow wooden tea sets placed horizontally between them, and the tea on the stove beside them was boiling and gurgling.

King Xuan put away the tea smoke and looked at King Han: "I thanked King Han for helping me in the past, but I never found a chance to thank you in person. Today I have some free time, so I brought 200,000 silver coins and 100,000 catties of food and grass. It's a small gift, but it's my sincere token of my gratitude."

Call me, not the king.

Be respectful to the wise and humble.

The King of Han was silent for a moment and said, "It is an old story, not worth mentioning. I am worried that the King of Xuan will remember me forever. As a token of gratitude, I will take ten taels of silver and ten catties of grain and grass."

King Xuan lifted up his robe, picked up the boiling teapot, poured in the tea, and gently poured it out, repeating this three times:

"The tea is not even three times boiled yet, it is slightly bitter and astringent."

"When the tea boils for the first time, it will bubble up like fish eyes, with a slight sound, and the bitterness of the tea will float up. At this time, the tea cannot be drunk; when it boils for the second time, the edge will be like a spring with pearls, and it will be bitter and astringent. At this time, the tea is not good to drink; when it boils for the third time, it will be like waves, and it is the best time to drink the tea, and it will be sweet and refreshing."

King Han took the tea and took a sip, "I didn't know King Xuan was fond of this elegant art."

"In recent years, I have traveled to various countries, and I like elegant things. I have also met some talented people." King Xuan poured another cup of tea for King Han. "The world is in chaos. As a descendant of the royal family, I am really ashamed."

"The elders of the Li family found me in the clan residence in Yandu, and I just knew that my father had entrusted the country to me before he died."

King Han thought for a moment, "Oh, so this is true. Congratulations, King Xuan."

King Xuan is not the king of our Great Yan.

King Xuan shook his head and looked over. King Han's hair was as dark as ink, and under the firelight in the warm room, his eyebrows and eyes seemed sparse and dull, giving him an indifferent look, as if he was detached from the world.

The King of Han had never seen him, but he often saw him.

A naturally proud general, he was well versed in military strategy, the Four Books and the Five Classics.

This was a look he hated extremely.

It has not been destroyed and should be used by him.

King Xuan gathered his thoughts and took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve. "One boil is for courtesy, two boils are for ability, and three boils are for orthodoxy. It is time for me and Brother Han to make the water as sweet as possible and enjoy it with the world."

King Han picked up the tea and drank it all. After putting the tea bowl down, he said loudly:

"My Han family guards Yizhou, facing the enemy with swords, and slaughtering looters. But, we will never stab Tongze without reason, it is our ancestral teaching."

King Xuan's eyes darkened slightly. "Except Yizhou, what about Wuzhou and Suzhou?"

The King of Han covered the tea bowl, meaning to drive the guest away.

"Ancestor's teachings cannot be violated."

King Xuan glanced at the upside-down tea bowl, and a chill spread over his body. But after a moment, he smiled with a deliberate gentleness.

"It's snowing heavily now, so I'll stay at Brother Han's secluded home for a few days."

It's snowing heavily outside and I don't want to hurry.

King Han raised his voice and said, "Ada, take King Xuan to the guest house on West Street."

West Street?

King Xuan had a very good memory. He and Liyuan were located to the east and west, and were quite far apart.

Wait for King Xuan to leave.

Fu Sheng ghostly appeared, "Master, among the personal guards of King Xuan, there are two of them, one tall and one short, and their skills are unfathomable. There is another one in the carriage, who has not gotten off. From the sound of his voice, he is an old man with a strong breath and his skills are even higher than the tall and short ones.

The remaining 80 or so people accompanying them are all experts.”

The King of Han suspected that white snow was falling, and he had chosen this weather on purpose to come as a guest. It seemed that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

When Feng Ranhua heard that King Xuan was going to stay here for a few days, she kicked her feet and went to Mo Ling's courtyard angrily.

"You are such a jerk, you should bring this lunatic to the county government office. Don't disturb my idle life."

Feng Ranhua suddenly felt someone locking her waist, and she was pulled down into a strong embrace.

"Hua'er, someone bullied your husband. First, they offered him 200,000 silver coins and 100,000 grains, but I refused. Then they sent him to Wuzhou and Suzhou." Han Jinyan hugged Hua'er and said aggrievedly.

He knew the situation well. Firstly, he would respond to soft tactics rather than hard ones. Secondly, his eyes would light up when he saw money.

"Is that lunatic so rich? He can spend two hundred thousand taels at will?" Feng Ranhua's eyes lit up and he had the idea of ​​robbing him.