Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

No one reported to the court when civil strife broke out in the country.

This cannot but be said to be negligence.

However, after another thought, I understood a little bit.

More than a year ago, it was when Zhu Feng set up his army from Peking to go south and was in full swing with the imperial army. Of course, the imperial court couldn't separate the energy to manage the affairs of neighboring countries.

However, more than a year has passed and there is still no news reported...

Zhu Feng was quiet for a while, then stretched out his hand and slowly picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Interesting."

"..."

"It seems that this Yongzhou, this border, there is more than one new thing waiting for me."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and your eyes become serious.

They know that of course there will be no so-called "new things" waiting for them. These are obviously troublesome.

Moreover, there is more than one trouble.

They ate something casually in the restaurant, and then walked to the inn where they had settled before. Although everyone's heart was a little gloomy by the news they had heard before, Zhu Feng didn't seem to be in a bad mood. He watched as he walked along the way, and was very interested in some novel things that he hadn't seen in this town.

Especially when I walked to a silk and satin shop, I saw that there were no patterns in Jinling, and said, "I can't think of some good things here."

Jian Ruocheng said: "Much of the country in Vietnam is mountainous and cannot be cultivated. Therefore, most people in Vietnam live on hunting, supplemented by silkworm. I heard that the more domestically produced raw silk is exceptionally good, and the brocade weaves is also rare in the Central Plains."

Zhu Feng nodded.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Ye Xun's face ready to move, and said, "What? Want to buy?"

Ye Yu smiled and said, "These good things are cheap, much cheaper than the ones in Jinling."

Zhu Feng sternly, did not speak, but did not leave immediately. Ye Yu thanked him and ran into the silk and satin shop immediately, and Cui Yuanmei followed in and took a look.

After all, the old man who followed him was more courageous.

Nan Yan didn't deal with him along the way. Although he felt a little itchy at this time, he didn't dare to act rashly and just stood quietly behind him.

Zhu Feng didn't look at her, but just glanced at Jian Ruocheng, and said, "Aren't you going to see?"

Jian Ruocheng smiled and said: "Weichen-all the money I have spent is spent."

"Oh? Are you complaining about the lack of salary?"

"Don't dare, I just bought some things when I came out, so—"

Zhu Feng looked at him and didn't speak any more. After Ye Yin and Cui Yuanmei came out with their things, the group returned to the previous inn.

In the evening, Nan Yan went to his room again for the night.

As soon as he pushed the door and walked in, he saw him standing by the window with his hands behind his back. The night here is different from that in the Imperial City. There are still many lights in the palace at this time, but in this small town, it has been completely dark, and only the starlight is left.

Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor."

Zhu Feng didn't turn his head back: "What I have explained today has been ignored?"

"Uh, son--"

"..."

Only then did he slowly turn around, and a face with profound facial features became even more profound under the dim candlelight.

However, Nan Yan saw the sweat on his head.

This place was hotter than the weather in Jinling. He was sweating profusely, and the plainclothes he had just changed into were soaked in sweat after a while.

Nan Yan went to give him tea.

Zhu Feng glanced, and suddenly remembered the taste of the tea he had drunk in the palace before, frowned, and said, "I don't want to drink tea."

"..."

Nan Yan picked up the teapot and put it back.