Zhuangda Tang Juvenile Lang

Chapter 234 The Heart of a Warrior

As Qin Feng talked, he talked about Li Shimin's visit to him in the afternoon. Of course, he didn't talk about the upcoming battle.

Chang Le listened quietly, but her body couldn't help trembling slightly, her pretty face turned pale immediately, and she said in a trembling voice: "But there is a war?"

Qin Feng glanced at her unexpectedly, the battle had just been settled, only he and Li Shimin knew about it, how did she know...

Chang Le leaned on his chest, hugged Qin Feng tightly, and said quietly: "Father told me more than once that he likes your endless golden ideas the most, and hopes to keep you by his side to give advice, but if you don't want him to I can't help it. Father loves me the most, if it wasn't for the war that required you to go out, father would never have released you as an official soon after our wedding."

Qin Feng stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and said: "Don't worry, with such a charming wife at home, I will definitely come back safely."

Chang Le found that he was more obsessed with Ailang next to him than he imagined, and just hearing that he wanted to let him go to an official position, he felt a sense of reluctance.What's more, there is a strong thought of going together... What is the dignity of a princess, what kind of rich clothes and fine food, what is the first-class fate, how can it be more beautiful to be happy with the sweetheart?
In Changle, she didn't persuade him not to go, Qin Feng had made it very clear, and she also knew that once Li Shimin made a decision, he would never turn back.

Seeing that Changle could not be concealed, Qin Feng simply spoke out about the upcoming battle. In order to appease his lover, he even analyzed the enemy and us in detail, and finally said: "Turk has already become strong from the outside, no matter who the enemy is from us, once Showing the decline will lead to the chaos of the separatist regimes. Therefore, the Turks are nothing to worry about. Winning this war is enough to make the border of the Tang Dynasty peaceful for decades. Right now, it is a rare opportunity. This opportunity is fleeting. If you miss it, you will die There will be no second time."

Changle's awareness in this aspect is inferior to Qin Feng's, but with Qin Feng's reminder, she, who is smart and smart, fully understands Li Shimin's concerns and intentions, and has to admit it.Li Shimin's vision is indeed long-term, avoiding the trouble of sending troops to the Turks in the future and finding that the national power is not enough to support a long-term expedition.

Careful planning now is a hundred times better than making emergency preparations in the future.

"Lang Jun, when are you leaving?"

Qin Feng said: "I don't know either, but it will be a matter of the next year, and when will I be notified in the future!"

"Then how about I go together? It's not an official to be released. I, Datang, can bring family members with me, which is not considered a violation of the system." Princess Changle was really reluctant to part.

"Follow you!" Qin Feng kissed the alluring pretty face lightly and said: "You are my wife and wife, and I respect every choice you make. So what if you don't go to Qingzhou? Qingzhou It’s not far from Chang’an, the official road is connected, and it’s only a few days’ work on a fast horse. I have a heavy responsibility and I can’t come back. Why don’t you come to see me?”

"Thank you!" Chang Le offered a kiss with emotion, but said firmly: "Mr. Lang, I don't want to leave you."

"Forget it, we'll go there together when the time comes." Qin Feng thought for a while, but didn't say anything.What kind of man is he if he can't even protect his own wife?Moreover, Changle's body of black ice has not yet healed, and only a small part of it has been neutralized. The two of them are together, and it is also convenient for him to resolve the cold in time for her and to solve the persistent illness in their hearts nearby.Before the war breaks out, at worst, send her to Chang'an first.

Changle smiled happily and said: "Go and see Sister Zheng tomorrow, this war is together, and I don't know when it will end." Speaking of this, Changle said again: "Sister Zheng is alone, and sooner or later she is a family, call her Come and celebrate the New Year with us. Let’s go to Gyeongju together after the new year, my sister is very skilled in martial arts, maybe I can help you. Alas! It’s just that the war will end from time to time, so I’m going to wrong my sister.”

"Sleep first! You are exhausted too." Qin Feng kissed Chang Le moved, and said: "Take time to talk to Li Wan! Tomorrow, I will go to the barracks."

"Hmm!" Unknowingly, she couldn't help her eyelids getting heavy, and she said in a daze, "It would be great if my sister got started earlier."

"what?"

Qin Feng didn't respond to his doubts, but when he looked carefully, he couldn't help but smile dumbly, Changle had already fallen into a dream.

When the cock crows, it is dawn.

Fragments of sunlight shone on Changle's face, and that pretty sleeping face exuded a kind of quiet beauty.

Qin Feng was in a daze for a moment, and then he realized that his beloved wife had caused him a lot of trouble. He couldn't help apologizing, and hurriedly moved his body down.

When he moved like this, Chang Le in his sleep was disturbed, and he opened his eyes hazily.

Chang Le, who woke up, looked at her husband's staring eyes, and said with a slight smile, "Husband, you are awake."

"I just woke up too." Qin Feng caressed the black hair on her temples, with an apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry, you can rest for a while."

Chang Le smiled softly: "No, let's make progress together as agreed. Isn't it boring for Mr. Lang to do morning exercises alone?"

Hearing such words, Qin Feng was deeply moved by Changle's thoughtfulness, couldn't help himself, bowed his head and kissed her deeply again.

Chang Le lowered her brows and smiled slightly, liking it in her heart, but concealing it, she just cuddled tightly in Qin Feng's arms, feeling the warmth and firmness of his chest.

The relationship between the husband and wife has grown a step further.

After washing and washing, Chang Le was in a good mood humming a little song.

Princess Changle's voice was nice, but when she hummed, it was as melodious as the cry of a lark.

"I didn't think you could sing, it's pretty nice." Qin Feng suddenly became interested, and everyone has hobbies and strengths.Before crossing, Qin Feng also liked it very much, and he sang well. He was a well-known Maiba in their circle, and he sang quite well.

Chang Le is unparalleled in intelligence, after all, she has a girlish heart. Seeing that Qin Feng shocked her, she said quite complacently: "My wife is proficient in everything, humming a few words is nothing."

"I know, my wife's flute blowing skills are even more outstanding." Qin Feng said evilly with a pun.

"Of course." Princess Changle said proudly, "I'll play it to you if I have a chance."

"Okay!"

Qin Feng was in a happy mood and hummed about the good days.

The ditty tunes of the Tang Dynasty were obviously not as good as the orderly melodies of the later generations. Qin Feng compared Princess Changle's humming casually.

Princess Changle was stunned for a while, and finally understood the meaning of "yes", with an expression of interest in her eyes, thinking about how to get Qin Feng to sing to her, take care of the trivial matters, and found that Qin Feng had already gone to Yanwu He went in the direction of the field, so he quickly followed.

Before he could come up with an idea, he heard a high-pitched singing voice in his ears:

"The smoke rises, and the mountains and rivers look north. The dragon rolls up, the horse neighs, and the sword is like frost. The heart is like the Yellow River, who can resist in 20 years; the hatred is mad, the sword is directed; how many brothers and feet are buried Bone in the country, why do you regret a hundred deaths to serve your homeland; endure sighs, and you are speechless, with blood and tears in your eyes; horseshoes go south, people look north; people look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying. "

It turned out that Qin Feng hummed a song not only did not satisfy him, but instead inspired his Maiba attributes, he wanted to sing a few words out loud.

But the conditions are limited, Qin Feng can only come to the martial arts training ground patiently, put aside distracting thoughts, and concentrate on practicing martial arts. The spear is like a dragon in his hand, because Qin Feng's martial arts have been honed on the battlefield, even if he wields it alone, he can do it well. Showing the lingering killing spirit and the indomitable and heroic momentum.

Qin Feng sang and danced, his singing voice was loud, high-pitched, majestic and heroic, straight up to the sky, his guns were like shooting stars, and the cold light radiated in all directions, like a mountain dancing with a silver snake, and the silver practice filled the sky.

Marksmanship, heroic and chilling, loyal to the country, majestic.

Song and martial arts merged in one place.

Qin Feng gun walks with his heart, his heart follows the song, singing and dancing, the spear in his hand cuts through the void, it is extremely powerful, the moment the domineering airflow gushes out of the spear tip, it condenses into snowflake-like light spots, like thousands of Thousands of winter plum blossoms suddenly bloomed, opening and closing, with killing intent, and the heart was full of the exhilarating feeling of facing the enemy on the battlefield among thousands of troops.

Qin Feng couldn't help but let out a long whistle, the whistle was full of carefree meaning, he actually felt the heart of a warrior because of this song.

The heart of a warrior is a state, a state where a top master integrates his own spirit, energy and spirit into one, a kind of spiritual sublimation.

From the singing, Qin Feng felt the heroic spirit of marksmanship on the battlefield, and unexpectedly stepped into the gate of the heart of the warrior.

Qin Feng knew that the opportunity was rare, so he continued to maintain this mentality and repeated the actions just now.

When he sang "The dragon rolls up, the horse neighs, and the sword is like frost." His spear is as fast as a shooting star, and his men seem to be on the battlefield, and every sword seems to be drinking the blood of the enemy.

When he sang "endurance and regret, even more speechless, with blood and tears in his eyes", his marksmanship is full of grief and injustice, and his person seems to be in front of thousands of corpses, which makes people weep and sigh.

When he sang to the final climax, he only heard "Tangtang China wants the Quartet... to congratulate!"

As soon as the word "He" falls, the spear in his hand suddenly grows coldly, turning into a two-foot-long evergreen hazy Changhong, like a silver practice flying in the sky, a dragon dancing its claws!
Intense light, at this moment, it is almost impossible to open the eyes, the momentum is thick, and there is a hissing sound, within two or three feet, the whole body is covered by the cold front piercing into the muscles and bones!

When the situation changes suddenly, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are dark, the more intense the light is, the surroundings will appear dim, and Qin Feng has already been submerged by the hazy light alone, where can he still be seen?
(End of this chapter)