"Ten generals in one branch, nine people died in battle. The general is sincere and will never let down the country..."

Feng Junzi sighed:

"It's a pity that the letter sent by Feng was sinking into the sea. There was no movement in the court, and there was no response from Linlong Mansion..."

"Old Prince..."

Fang Zhenghao was silent for a moment.

"The people who are all frivolous in the court, how can they know the national hatred and family hatred? It's ridiculous that Emperor Qianheng wants to take the opportunity to deprive Prince Zhao of his military power. He doesn't know that if he blocks the mountain, the country will be destroyed!"

Feng Junzi sneered and sighed:

"I just regret that Prince Zhao stopped his steps in the past. If he had sat in that position, he would be very different now..."

"Things were too complicated back then, and they could not take it, but they could not."

Slowly putting on the upper body, Fang Zhenghao's expressionless face:

"The old prince at that time did not have the peerless force that he later had, and the old emperor was even more cruel than Qian Heng..."

Until now, whenever this matter is mentioned, countless people still sigh. How could he feel regretful?

After years of fierce battles and hundreds of battles, many people died in the family, but what they called was a new emperor who was on the dragon throne and sought immortality.

Who can be willing?

"What a pity, what a pity..."

Feng Junzi shook his head repeatedly.

Fang Zhenghao didn't answer, and he was wearing armor and armed with a gun, and he was about to go out:

"The wind and snow are about to stop, and those wolf cubs are afraid they will be closed again."

Feng Junzi suddenly asked: "General, what should you do if you really have no help?"

"However, just do it."

After a faint look at Feng Junzi, Fang Zhenghao stepped away, and the ups and downs in the wind and snow had already fallen on the city wall.

"Who said I have no heroes in Baizhou..."

Standing at the door, Feng Junzi sighed silently.

There was a response from a distance:

"I seem to say this?"

His hair was half white, his face was sallow, and his thin Confucian robe was rising and falling in the wind. The fifth Jie walked slowly and stopped at the corridor.

He looked at the city wall:

"Old friends say that people's hearts are higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. I am really sincere and do not deceive me! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have known that an ambitious person would have the intention to defend himself..."

He was surprised.

When he was studying under Xu Wenji, he was naturally familiar with Long Yuan Dao, and the person he looked down on the three masters of Long Yuan was Fang Zhenghao.

I always feel that he is a small family and has an indescribable twist, but seeing him today, I have to admit that he underestimated this person a little.

"If it weren't for this, how could I be here with my senior brother?"

Looking at the junior brother whom I haven't seen for many years, Feng Junzi's surprise was even more:

"How come you, the fifth young master who once said, 'Clothes must be expensive, and people must be beautiful', has become like this?"

“People will always change.”

Wu Jie leaned against the railing, a little lazy:

"By the way, have you been to Northwest Road in the past two years?"

Feng Junzi shook his head:

"No."

"This time I passed by the northwest, I thought it was devastated and nine out of ten families were empty. I didn't expect that the boy did a good job..."

Wu Jie glanced at his senior brother:

"To be honest, it's really not bad."

"If you still can't do it well with the help of Mount Wanxiang, it's hopeless."

Feng Junzi naturally heard about this, but it was not surprising. What surprised him was the changes in Di Wu Jie.

Who was the fifth Jie who was once?

A wealthy family for thousands of years, the fifth son, a beautiful dress and wine, a beautiful wife and concubine, and a legitimate son of the Fang family of the Baizhou clan, in his eyes, was just a small family.

"How could you be a lobbyist for Yang Yu?"

"The lobbyist can't talk about it, it's just because of his feelings."

The fifth Jie reached out to catch the snow:

"In the past few decades, I have wandered around many places and met many people. There are actually many people who are more 'ruleful' than Yang Yu..."

Feng Junzi frowned.

His disgust towards Prison Yang has actually been around for a long time.

He was born into a gentry, but Yang Yu started his family all the way...

Especially after the man occupied Northwest Road, the families of all sizes and small in the territory were almost uprooted, and the land and property were not mentioned, and people were killed.

Such a person is too fierce...

"These days, I have been wondering why Yang Yu did better than those hidden dragons…"

Wu Jie pinched his beard and smiled strangely:

"In the end, I found that in fact, he seemed to have done nothing. You said, is it strange or not..."

Feng Junzi was silent for a moment before saying:

"You are here to block the mountain, I'm afraid it's not just for helping me?"

Wu Jie touched his nose, and was a little ashamed: "Actually, you said it was wrong. I came this time to ask you to help me..."
Chapter completed!