Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 109 Please Help Me
From time to time, there were women's scolding voices in the crowd. Judging from the content of the scolding, there were idle men who took advantage of the crowd to steal women, and some aggressive women yelled at them after being touched, but most of them swallowed their anger and were afraid of being abused by others. Got it, it attracts criticism, especially the girls who haven't gotten out of the cabinet with their hair up yet.

Feng Jin frowned when he heard the scolding, but he didn't know that he was also being targeted.

A thin and wretched man quietly approached behind her and touched her buttocks with one hand.

But his hand was still far away from her, and he was caught by someone. The idle man who couldn't take advantage was angry, glared fiercely at the young man in front of him, and cursed in a rough voice, "Who are you? How dare you control me?" nonsense!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Feng Jin turned around, and glanced suspiciously at the two people in front of him.

The idle man rolled his eyes, and the villain complained first, "Miss, this man wants to take advantage of you. If I catch him, he will beat me!"

To his surprise, the beautiful and noble woman in front of him was not angry at all, and the young man pinching his wrist did not show any panicked expression on his handsome and dark face.

The idle man felt that something was wrong, panicked, subconsciously wanted to slip away, but his hand was firmly pinched.

"Zhong Shuo, just break his hands and feet."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Jin didn't want to reveal his identity, so he said coldly.

An idle man's screams came from behind, Feng Jin acted as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to follow the crowd to the Daxiangguo Temple.

"You already knew?"

Feng Jin gave Wuming a reproachful look, Wuming smiled and nodded.

Whether it was the idle man who took advantage of the little girl in the crowd or Zhong Shuo, he knew that even if Zhong Shuo didn't make a move, he would not let the idle man meet Feng Jin, but he knew that Feng Jin had feelings for the Zhong family. Intention, therefore, intentionally leave the opportunity to Zhong Shuo.

Soon, Zhong Shuo took care of the idle man and chased after him.

"I didn't expect you to march and fight all day, and you are also interested in worshiping Buddha."

Feng Jin smiled slightly, Zhong Shuo smiled embarrassedly, his slightly dark face was a bit uncomfortable, "I'm not interested in worshiping Buddha, but I heard that Your Majesty..."

Feng Jin coughed dryly, Zhong Shuo immediately reacted, and changed his words, "But I received the news that you came to Daxiangguo Temple, so I followed."

Feng Jin paused, his expression a little gloomy, "Even you can receive the news, I don't know how many people know that I came to Daxiangguo Temple."

"Your Majesty—cough cough, don't worry, the reason why I received the news is because I had something to ask you, and I entered the palace early in the morning, but you were not there. Aunt Zhong in your bedroom said that you had something to go out of town I have sent people to guard the gates of the four cities, so..."

That's it!

Feng Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

Feng Jin's eyes flashed, she didn't agree directly, but asked instead, "What's the matter?"

"I want to lead the army and fight on the battlefield like my brothers, instead of being trapped in logistics, being a cook or doing some paperwork."

"Documentary records are also very important..."

"But I don't like it! I just like fighting! When I think of fighting the enemy bravely on the battlefield, my blood boils. Ever since the Huns were driven back ten years ago, they have been desperate and have always wanted to fight back. In recent years , Northern Xinjiang is very uneven. The Huns have forgotten the pain after healing their scars. They have forgotten the disastrous defeat ten years ago. They ran to the depths of the desert, and they were hard to guard against."

Zhong Shuo's eyes were burning, and his face showed a kind of passion, "I want to hit the Xiongnu again, until they can't recover for at least 30 years, so that they don't dare to provoke troubles again! I want to strengthen my Zhou Guowei! Let those Xiao Xiao knows that anyone who dares to bully Da Zhou will surely perish!"

In just a moment, all the pride and ambition on his face disappeared, and he became dejected, "But my father trapped me and didn't allow me to go to the battlefield!"

"General Zhong has only one son left, he doesn't want to lose you, and he doesn't want you to end up like the two brothers!"

"I'm not afraid of death! A man should be upright in life, and he should be vigorous in death. If he can defend his family and country, why should he be afraid of death?"

Feng Jin stared at Zhong Shuo intently, she couldn't help being moved by his passionate ambition, but, the Zhong family was in charge of Zhong Mo, and she would never fight against Zhong Mo for Zhong Shuo's sake.

"On the battlefield, bones piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers. Such a tragedy can make people haunted by nightmares for a lifetime. Others can't avoid it, but you rush forward like crazy. Why? Also, since General Zhong didn't want to Why do you go against his will when you go to the battlefield?"

Zhong Shuo fell into silence, and just when Feng Jin thought he was shaken, Zhong Shuo said, "You don't know, I know all about the horrific war with the Huns ten years ago. They I also witnessed the burning, killing and looting across the northern border. I saw the people being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, tied with ropes like dogs, and dragged by wild horses. Unarmed civilians were beheaded, because the Xiongnu used their heads to mark military exploits, and they strung strings of heads with long spears, proudly holding their spears and going back to claim their meritorious service."

Zhong Shuo's expression became dignified and solemn, "That scene after scene was deeply imprinted in my mind, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life. It is precisely because I have seen so many tragic scenes on the battlefield that I want to go to the battlefield and defeat the Huns , to stop their thoughts of invading the Great Zhou."

Feng Jin didn't expect him to have such an experience. Zhong Shuo was eighteen this year. Ten years ago, he was only eight years old. Seeing such a tragic scene, no wonder it left an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Zhong Shuo, the Xiongnu's ambition will never end. The richness and prosperity of the Great Zhou will always stimulate them. Unless every Hun is killed, that is impossible."

"Then fight, until they get scared. When they think of Da Zhou, the first thing they think of is not the prosperity and prosperity of Da Zhou, but the ferocity of Da Zhou's army."

Every word Zhong Shuo uttered was firm and powerful.

Feng Jin fell silent.

Zhong Shuo stared at her, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, please help me."

Feng Jin's eyes flickered slightly, "You go back first."

"His Majesty--"

Feng Jin's deep gaze swept over Zhong Shuo's face, causing his voice to stop abruptly. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Father and I will return to Northern Xinjiang on the [-]th day of the first lunar month. If Your Majesty really wants to help me If so, please come to the barracks where the Zhong Family Army is stationed outside the city, if His Majesty allows me to go to the battlefield, I will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations and become the bravest general of the Great Zhou Dynasty and His Majesty's most powerful arm!"

Feng Jin was silent all the time, Zhong Shuo took one last look at her, turned and left.

The crowd surrounded, Wuming and Shen Wenqing escorted Feng Jin to the temple.

"Does Your Majesty want to help him?"

Shen Wenqing said in a low voice, Feng Jin took a deep look at Shen Wenqing, "What should I do?"

Shen Wenqing thought for a while, "Wenqing can't think of a solution for the time being, but the general is a very assertive person, coercion and temptation have no effect on him, he only wants to keep the only remaining son, unless he personally agrees..."

"Then let him agree with himself."

Feng Jin said indifferently, Shen Wenqing looked at Feng Jin in surprise, "Your Majesty has an idea in mind?"

Feng Jin didn't answer, and continued to walk in with the crowd.

Seeing this, Shen Wenqing stopped asking questions and followed quickly.

After entering the temple, I received a handful of incense from the little monk. It was a coincidence that the ceremony of offering incense began as soon as they arrived.

Zen Master Tianhe came out wearing a very plain and simple blue-gray monk's robe, with the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck that made Feng Jin unable to stand up.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he immediately caused a sensation. The pilgrims, regardless of men, women, young and old, looked at him with pious, obsessed and admiring eyes, as if they were looking at a god.

It was the first time for Feng Jin to feel the power of this kind of admiration from all people. Pei Xiu also had people's hearts, but his people's hearts were not stable, and Tianhe Chan Master's reputation among the people was not only stable, but almost blind.

Feng Jin's slender black eyebrows were slightly frowned. If someone uses this blind belief to do bad things, the consequences will be disastrous!
Feng Jin stared intently at Tianhe Zen Master on the high platform. He had a compassionate, peaceful and peaceful temperament, and the radiance of the rising sun covered Zen Master's body, bathing him in golden light, as if he was about to become an immortal.

I don't know if he sensed Feng Jin's gaze, but Zen Master Tianhe cast his calm and deep eyes in the direction where Feng Jin was.

Four eyes facing each other.

When the eyes met, Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)