last night……

For such a long night, nothing happened except those words Xue Yun said to him.

If it was really that national teacher, he would not have done this without a target.

What did he do last night?

None of them knew what he had done, but he spent the whole night doing it.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Ye Zheng coughed lightly and said, "However, in the eyes of Weichen, the national teacher is not very good."

“…”

"He had some good ideas for King Beili back then, but since he arrived at King Nanli, it has no effect."

“…”

"If he really works, Arislan wouldn't have confronted Monk for more than two years, and there was no result yet. Moreover, he watched Monk kill so many royal families that were opposed to him."

“…”

"As far as I know, this King of Nanli attaches great importance to blood and family affection."

“…”

Ye Zheng talked for a long time, but Zhu Feng still didn't say a word, so Ye Zheng could only look at him carefully.

I was silent for a long time again.

Zhu Feng suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ye Zheng."

"exist."

"Where are the people we had settled in the country before?"

"It's still there. Except for the time when the Battle of Peking that year, it has not been used again in the past few years. Now it's all quiet."

"It's time for them to move."

When talking about the word "moving", a flash of light in Zhu Feng's eyes.

Ye Zheng immediately said: "The emperor means"

"Monk and Arislan have been fighting for many years, and it is impossible to fight endlessly. No matter whether you say the national teacher is effective or not, they will decide the winner sooner or later."

“…”

"We can't think of countermeasures until we decide the winner."

“…”

Ye Zheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "I understand."

When facing different opponents, they have different attitudes and means. In particular, the country and their Yanguo are already old opponents. Whether to fight or to reconcile must be based on their absolute interests.

Knowing oneself and the enemy is the foundation of everything.

Zhu Feng believed in one sentence when doing things in wars: Everything is planned, and if it is not planned, it is a waste. Naturally, he must prepare early.

So Ye Zheng immediately turned around and walked out.

When he left, Zhu Feng let out a long sigh and leaned against the chair.

In fact, over the years, he has not thought about what actions he has taken against the country in the past, but after thinking about it, since Munch and Arislan have begun to compete, this is the best state for the Yan Kingdom.

If you intervene, it is very likely that these two people will turn their enemies into friends and join forces when facing powerful foreign enemies. By that time, it will be detrimental to Yan Kingdom.

So, he never took action.

The best way to let the Chinese people flee internally.

But now it seems that they themselves understand that such internal friction will only accelerate the weakness or even destruction of the country. Neither Munch nor Arislan will allow such a thing to happen.

They will inevitably make every effort to eliminate each other.

When that time comes, the National Congress will unify and find a way to deal with the Yan Kingdom.

Therefore, when they finally confront each other, he must take corresponding measures.

After planning all this, Zhu Feng leaned back in the chair, his head leaned back slightly, and he felt dizzy, and his mind suddenly felt like a cloud of slurry.

A little tired.

Strangely, he has always been energetic. Even if he doesn't sleep for several days and nights, he rarely feels tired. On the contrary, this time he has not slept for only one night, which makes him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

However, I closed my eyes but still couldn't fall asleep.

In the darkness, he seemed to have returned to the long and heavy night of last night.

There were still eyes in the night.

With tears in my eyes, full of desire.

When Zhu Feng thought of her eagerness to speak, he couldn't help but squeeze his brows and raised his hand to his eyes. The heavy feeling was like a big stone pressing on his heart.

In the darkness in front of him, he sighed again.

Although Zhu Feng planned to rest for a while and set off in the afternoon, he touched the bed and fell asleep directly.

When I woke up, the surroundings were very quiet.

I could only faintly hear the sound of horse hooves in the distance and the sound of breathing near my ears.

Zhu Feng turned his head and saw Nanyan.

She was sitting beside the bed, her face was a little rosy than before, but her eyes were still a little blue, and she still looked like she hadn't had a good sleep.

Moreover, she sat quietly, her eyes empty, and she didn't know where she saw it.

He looked thoughtful.

Zhu Feng said softly: "Nanyan..."

Hearing his voice, Nan Yan immediately came to his senses, turned to look at him, and a smile appeared on his face: "Master, are you finally awake?"

"Why did you come to my tent again?"

“…”

"Didn't you let you go back and rest?"

“…”

"You didn't sleep last night, so go back and have a rest. We'll set off in the afternoon."

Nan Yan looked at him and smiled and said, "The Emperor thought it was when."

"Um?"

Zhu Feng was stunned and immediately sat up from the bed. A gust of wind blew the tent and could see the sunshine outside. He said, "It's already afternoon?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's already morning."

"ah?"

Zhu Feng was really shocked at this moment. He hurriedly got up and opened the tent and saw that it was not. The sun had just risen from the east and the surrounding tents were closed, probably because he was afraid of disturbing him, and the horses were led to a farther place.

Zhu Feng put down his tent and murmured, "Why did I sleep for so long, I don't know."

After he finished speaking, he returned to the bedside and saw Nan Yan slowly standing up holding the bed post, and smiled and said, "I guess it was because the emperor had some beautiful dreams and he couldn't bear to wake up."

“…”

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

A beautiful dream?

He did dream all night, but it didn't look like a beautiful dream, at least it didn't feel wonderful in the dream.

It just feels very heavy.

So he smiled faintly and said, "How can there be any beautiful dreams?"

Nan Yan pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty, don't hide it from me, it's obviously a beautiful dream."

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

He was about to ask her why he thought he was having a beautiful dream, but before he could speak, he heard Xiao Shunzi whispering outside: "Your Majesty, have you gotten up?"

I want to prepare to serve him to wash.

Nan Yan immediately said: "Your Majesty, come in."

So Xiao Shunzi brought a hot water towel in with someone to serve Zhu Feng to wash it. He quickly finished washing and after breakfast, they walked out of the tent.

However, when Zhu Feng went out and saw something immediately: "Why are there fewer people?"
Chapter completed!