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All eyes were on her, Xin Yi lowered his head slightly, and sat beside Nong Zhigao, ignoring those probing gazes.

"Whatever you want to eat, take it yourself."

Nong Zhigao's faint voice reached his ears.

Xin Yi didn't look up, hummed.

The table was full of food. Xin Yi glanced at it and found that she had no appetite. Seeing that she was not moving, Nong Zhigao pulled the fruit plate in front of her and said with a casual smile: "Didn't you say that Lingnan produces good fruits, and you like fresh fruits the most? It was sent from Guangnan East Road this morning, try it."

Xin Yi didn't want to eat it.

But a qualified hostage cannot be capricious.

She picked up a green jujube expressionlessly and ate it slowly.

Nong Zhigao showed a satisfied smile and looked up at the guests in the hall.

"It's an honor for me and my clansmen to come to my Nong Village to celebrate before the New Year's Day. It's just that the village is weak and there is nothing good to entertain everyone, but please drink freely and not get drunk..."

"Dry!"

"Drink this cup and conspire together!"

There was laughter in Nantai for a while.

Xin Yi sat silently, suddenly felt a gaze staring at him.

She raised her head and met the man's eyes, her heart trembled, she could hardly believe it.

"What's wrong?" Nong Zhigao looked at her.

"It's nothing." Xin Yi moved his eyes away as if nothing had happened, the bottom of his eyes were as clear as water, and he smiled slightly, "Seeing that you are talking lively, but you can't understand a word, I'm curious."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Nong Zhigao laughed loudly, and suddenly turned his head to her, with dark eyes.

"What do you want to know, let me tell you?"

Xin Yi shook his head, "I'll just say it casually, Chief Nong don't need to pay attention to me."

Nong Zhigao took a deep look at her, smiled, and turned to talk to others.

Xin Yi continued to eat fruit casually, not daring to look in that direction, but her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

It was a barbarian official sitting cross-legged at the end of the hall. His skin was dark and rough, and his black hair was wrapped in a coarse cloth turban. , the temperament is very calm...

The secret agents of the Imperial City Division are all-pervasive.

Xin Yi finally believed it...

But the spy chief Fu Jiuqu would come over in person, and even sit at Nong Zhigao's banquet, which still caught Xin Yi by surprise, and he was so worried that his scalp was numb and his palms were sweating.

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Three rounds of wine.

A barbarian leader stood up from the guest seat, held a wine glass to toast Nong Zhigao, and sighed uneasily.

"Relying on the strength of the wine, I have the courage to say a few words of truth. Don't take offense, Your Majesty..."

Nong Zhigao said bluntly: "At the banquet, all of us are our own people, but it doesn't matter if we talk about it."

The man said: "Di Qing has been absent from the army for so long, and he will not retreat or advance. Maybe he has some small calculations in his heart. If we wait like this, I'm afraid we will suffer a big loss from him..."

Upon hearing this, someone laughed in a low voice.

"What kind of thing is Di Qing? I think he just has a false name. Don't think too highly of him. This man is unruly and has never been valued by the Song court. There is no cotton-padded clothes for the winter, and the soldiers are full of complaints and are extremely tired of the war. There is a saying in the Song Dynasty: A clever woman can hardly cook without rice. Even if Di Qing has three heads and six arms, what can he use to attack the city? What can he use to deal with the king's sign formation? It’s winter, I think they are planning to spend the Chinese New Year in Pennsylvania, and then make plans.”

Xin Yi looked up.

The person who humiliated Di Qing was the barbarian leader sitting next to Fu Jiuqu, who was in charge of any of the 36 caves.

He seems to be quite powerful here, as soon as he finished speaking, the original tension at the table dissipated a little, and even Nong Zhigao laughed, his humble tone was full of pride.

"It's true that Di Qing doesn't have a backstage, but we shouldn't underestimate it."

"Huh! Song Tingkong has millions of troops, but they can't beat Khitan, Dangxiang, Jurchen, and Mongolia. Even if Li Chao shook his feet, they were afraid to go forward. Our Nong army is not afraid of death, brave and good at fighting, Are you afraid that they will fail? According to me, Your Majesty really doesn’t need to be overly afraid of Di Qing’s bluff..."

"Hahahaha, the Song army has millions, and only Di Qing can fight, so what are you afraid of?"

"Come, come, drink, drink!"

Xin Yi sat silently, unable to understand their laughter and ridicule, he was only worried about Fu Jiuqu, and couldn't tell what it was like.

Suddenly, Nong Zhigao turned his head to her side and asked her: "Tell me, can the Song Army fight?"

Xin Yi didn't expect Nong Zhigao to ask this suddenly, so he smiled faintly.

"That depends on who you hit."

Nong Zhigao said: "The two armies are confronting each other, who do you want to fight?"

Xin Yi stared into his eyes, and said, "Of course it's not as good as Nong Jun."

Nong Zhigao was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud in surprise.

"Did you hear me? This woman said that Song Jun is not as good as me."

Xin Yi frowned, suspecting that Nong Zhigao had drunk too much.

He would not have used "my woman" to describe her before.

Although there are many speculations in Nongzhai, Nong Zhigao has never acted excessively in front of her, and occasionally sarcasm her, often making Xin Yi wonder if the value of his hostage is gone.

She subconsciously glanced at the man in the hall.

But the man didn't look at her, his eyes were lowered, he held the wine in his hand, his face was expressionless, and the shadow grew long under the bright light, as if he didn't hear Nong Zhigao's words, and didn't see those people using strange things. Language and eyes, looked at her ambiguously...

Nong Zhigao seemed to be aware of Xin Yi's emotions, and he glanced at her face.

"Unhappy?"

Listening to the mockery in his tone, Xin Yi smiled coolly.

"Don't dare."

Nong Zhigao glanced at her, suddenly stretched out his hand lightly, took hers, and said calmly: "If Song Ting refuses to redeem you, stay and be my woman."

Xin Yi was taken aback.

She withdrew her hand and looked at Nong Zhigao's red eyes.

"Chief Nong drank too much."

Nong Zhigao spread out his empty palm, took a look, and twirled his fingers a few times, as if he was feeling the beauty brought by the delicate and tender skin, a smile inadvertently rose from the corner of his lips.

"No? Oh, then it's up to you."

The two sat far away from the guests, and everyone could only see the two of them bowing their heads and whispering, and Nong Zhigao's full face of doting on the Song girl, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Xin Yi's heart beat extremely fast.

Restraining emotions is not an easy task, especially in the moment.

She lowered her eyes, with a half-smile, "Master Nong won't embarrass a weak woman."

Nong Zhigao sneered: "A desperado, why not?"

As he spoke, he lightly pinched the bead string in his hand, and looked sideways at the dazzlingly white skin under the fur collar of the Xinyi fur cloak, his eyes burning with the alcohol.

"I'm not a gentleman. Treating you with courtesy all the time is for Song Ting's face. If they are shameless, then you can't blame me."

Xin Yi was silent.

This is not an occasion to offend Nong Zhigao, but because of the man in the seat, it is hard for her not to care about Nong Zhigao's overly close behavior...

It wasn't until the banquet was over and the guests left that Xin Yi's torment on pins and needles was over.

She watched the slender figure go away without moving for a long time.

From the beginning to the end, Fu Jiuqu didn't look at himself, is he unhappy?

With such speculation in mind, Xin Yi returned to his residence absent-mindedly.

Boom was scolding a servant who made a mistake, and when he saw Xin Yi came back, he accused Sang Huai and insulted her a few words.

However, Xin Yi pretended not to hear, entered the room weakly, closed the door, and fell on the bed.

Boom frowned and went to knock on the door.

"Are you still eating dinner?"

"Don't eat." Xin Yi said.

Boom snorted dissatisfiedly, "I used it at the king's place, so you don't need to eat it. I think you won't be hungry if you don't eat for three days."

Xin Yi was too lazy to answer.

She didn't want to be jealous with Nong Zhigao's woman at all.

The only worry in my heart is, where is Fu Jiuqu staying now?When will you leave, will you take her away?
Thinking of this, Xin Yi got up excitedly again, broke the latch of the wooden window, and concealed it vainly...

She was looking forward to meeting Fu Jiuqu.

However, in the next few days, not only did she not see Fu Jiuqu, she was even deprived of the chance to go out.

The New Year's Eve of the Nong people is here.

There are foreigners in Dazhai, and Nong Zhigao is afraid that she will take the opportunity to mess around, so he strengthens the guards in the village.

The New Year of the Nong people is very different from that of the Central Plains, and the date is at the end of November.

During the New Year's Eve, villages and villages will slaughter pigs and sheep, hold banquets to worship ancestors, dress up in costumes, visit relatives and friends, and send profits to He Fengdeng.The girls are competing to fetch new water from the spring, and there will be a bronze drum competition between the villages, singing to each other, which can be described as lively.

As the New Year approached, Xin Yi became more and more uneasy, as if scratching his heart and lungs...

Boom said that guests who come to Nongzhai will leave after the festival.

Xin Yi's uneasy emotions were finally pushed to the extreme, and she couldn't wait any longer.

Fu Jiuqu hasn't come to see each other for so long, there is only one possibility - he is more inconvenient than her.