Late at night, under the faint moonlight, the river water flows quietly from the foot of the mountain.

Under a tree not far from the river, a black shadow stood quietly, motionless and almost blended into the night.

I don’t know how long it took, a slight sound of water suddenly came from the quiet river surface. The black shadow moved, and a tall and tall man quickly walked out from under the tree and came to the riverside.

The water surface was still dark, and the man squatted by the river and leaned over to look at the water surface in front of him. After a while, the water surface suddenly splashed, and a figure broke through the water and revealed a beautiful face. Seeing the man squatting by the river, the woman in the water immediately showed a happy smile, "Why are you here?"

The man said, "Waiting for you."

The woman blinked, and the river water washed away her skin that had been applied to light brown reveals its original color, which seemed to be white under the night.

The wet hair was falling down against the temples, making her look as pure and charming as the dewdrops in the morning.

"Do you know so much that I will get ashore here?" Leng Sa asked curiously.

Fu Fengcheng did not answer this question, but extended his hand to her and "Come up." At the end of September, the temperature at night in southern Xinjiang was definitely not as warm as it was.

Leng Sa put his hand in his palm and took advantage of the force to get ashore. The two stood up. Fu Fengcheng looked at her carefully before taking off his coat and putting it on her, saying, "I brought you dry clothes, go over and change your clothes first, and we will go back."

Leng Sa didn't care much. The southern border was definitely warmer than the south and north, so although the temperature was not warm enough, it was not cold for her. She took out a small bag sealed with oil paper from the bag she carried and handed it to Fu Fengcheng, "Hey, the defense map of the Glory Legion may not be complete. But I have drawn all the things I can draw."

Fu Fengcheng reached out to take it, "Thank you, Madam, where have Su Ze and Sanxi been?"

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Do you know Sansha is in my hands?"

Fu Fengcheng smiled, "It's not difficult to guess."

Leng Sa was a little disappointed and shrugged, "Let Su Ze take him to Yingzhou, and then take a boat back to the six southern provinces. Don't worry, no one will know that Sanxi is in our hands."

Fu Fengcheng sighed lightly and reached out to hug Leng Sa into his arms, "Madam is so amazing, it makes me feel that I have no use of anything."

Leng Sa struggled to push him, "I have water on me! Master Fu, you have no place to use your skills yet, and no one else can survive? But I know that if I were someone else's wife, then he would definitely not want to live."

Although this world is much more enlightened than in ancient times, not all men can accept that their wives are too powerful.

Not to mention now, even in her previous life, there were some top-notch men who thought that women should cook and clean the floor and take care of their children. The reason why women still wanted to go out to work was because it was difficult for a person's income to support the family. But women should still give in unconditionally for the man's career, and even give up their jobs and promotions.

Mr. Fu was silent for a moment before saying, "If the wife becomes someone else's, I will not be able to live."

Leng Sa raised his head and looked at his handsome face, "Mr. Fu speaks so nicely, so we are born with a pair of people."

“…” I mean it is serious.

The Nile Royal City is northeast of Nile, less than 300 kilometers away from the border between Nile and Anxia, ​​and less than 700 kilometers away from Ruohe.

The customs and customs of Nile were completely different from Anxia, ​​and they were not very similar to those of Anxia's southern Xinjiang. Because they originally migrated from some places further west, and in the early years, the southern Xinjiang was considered a wilderness, so the Anxia people naturally had no time to explore places outside the southern Xinjiang.

By modern times, it had been occupied by foreign Nile people for many years, and the original local natives became extremely small members of the Nile Kingdom and could not cause any storm.

At dawn, in a small building in the Nile Royal City, Xiao Zhu was sitting by the window looking at the sky outside the window.

A trace of white fish belly was already revealed in the horizon, and it was obvious that dawn had arrived. Xiao Zhu held a cup of hot tea in his hand, but he didn't drink it, just holding it simply as if he was looking at the horizon and thinking about something.

Xiao Yiran pushed the door and came in from outside, walked to the window and said respectfully, "Sanwang, call from Southern Xinjiang."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhu came to his senses and looked at him sideways.

Xiao Yiran handed the telegram in front of Xiao Zhu. Xiao Zhu looked at the content above and raised his eyebrows and said, "Sa Sa is really surprising. The daughter-in-law of the Fu family is really married..."

"..." Xiao Yiran was speechless. Do you know that well-known to others?

Xiao Zhu glanced at him, "Don't be dissatisfied. If your family could marry such a princess, they might not have reached this point."

Xiao Yiran hurriedly said, "I dare not." He dared not think of Fu Fengcheng's wife, and he dared not let Leng Sa be his wife. No matter which one sounds terrible.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't help but talk a little, "So, according to you, if you married such a queen, wouldn't it be..."

Xiao Zhu said, "You're thinking too much. I mean that you won't be stupid if you have her in your father and your brothers. Look at Fu Yucheng, aren't you going to be successful now?"

The knowing blow made Xiao Yiran unable to help but cover his heart, and looked at his third uncle with resentment.

Xiao Zhu didn't want to comfort him, so he put the teacup in his hand aside and stood up and said, "Sangha killed the king's envoy, and King Nile should have received the news earlier than us."

Xiao Yiran reminded, "It was not Sangha who did it."

Xiao Zhu ignored him and continued, "I don't know what King Nile is thinking now?"

Xiao Yiran said: "It's probably very angry, right? But Sangha won't sit still and wait for death. If they don't do it clean..."

Xiao Zhu smiled and said, "Even if Sangha captured the real murderer and put it in front of King Nile, he would not believe it. In his heart, he had already agreed that Sangha did this. Or he hoped that Sangha did this."

Xiao Yiran frowned, "King Nile wants to use our hands to kill Sangha and the Glory Legion?" Although the news they found in Nile in the past few days, the Sangha family did have vague signs of provoking the king's power. Even the Glory Legion did not take other legions seriously, but as a former prince, Xiao Yiran still doesn't take much attention to this behavior of attracting foreign forces to destroy their own people.

Xiao Zhu said, "It may not have been this idea at first, but the army of the six southern provinces should have it after they went south to join the war." If they could really bite a piece of meat from An Xia, of course, King Nile would be willing. Compared to destroying the Glory Legion, if the king could expand the territory for Nile, the royal family's reputation would inevitably increase greatly. At least in a short period of time, the Glory Legion and Sangha dared not do anything arbitrarily.

However, after the six southern provinces participated in the war, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the Nile army lost consecutive battles. If they just returned in shame, the King of Nile would have no light on his face. Moreover, defeat means that the king's troops in his hands were lost. In this way, the power and reputation of the Glory Legion would inevitably increase greatly. This is the reason why the king sent the Seventeenth Legion to the country to participate in the war at this time.

First, stop the army of the six southern provinces from continuing to advance, second, after luring the tiger out of the mountain, the royal family has time to restore the loss of troops, and third, consume the strength of the 17th Legion. Once the 17th Legion goes to war, there will inevitably be huge losses regardless of success or failure. If the vitality is severely damaged, it is naturally the best.

These are the reasons why the Nile royal family sent Sangha to the expedition, but even Sangha led his troops to the expedition, the Nile king was still worried, so he hurriedly sent out a special envoy.

Sanha knew that the king was worried about him, and the king also knew that Sanha knew that he was worried about him, and now... the special envoy was killed just as soon as he arrived.

What did the king think?

Xiao Yiran looked at the telegram in his hand and couldn't help but sigh, "I only know now how dark Fu Fengcheng is." Although he always thought Fu Fengcheng was very dark, he obviously didn't understand it deeply before. Fortunately, he didn't choose to fight Fu Fengcheng, otherwise...

Xiao Zhu nodded in agreement and said, "The eldest young master of the Fu family... gathers Arlene's intelligence and Fu Zheng's ruthlessness and ruthlessness. He is indeed a natural hero. Unfortunately, he seems to have no interest in dominance and intrigue in the officialdom. Otherwise... I think no one in your generation is his opponent. This is An Xia's blessing."

Xiao Yiran shrank his neck and couldn't help but say, "Governor Fu... is cruel and ruthless?" Those who can become Governor must not be a rude person, but Xiao Yiran always felt that Governor Fu was already a rare open-minded among all the big guys. I didn't expect Governor Fu to evaluate this in the third uncle.

Xiao Zhu glanced at him with a smile and said lightly: "Do you think that the territory of the six southern provinces is so large because others think he is a true hero with integrity and domineeringness, and gave it to him for free? Fu Zheng was not like this when he was young."

Xiao Yiran touched his nose with a little embarrassed, "Well, let's continue to talk about the serious business."

Xiao Zhu said: "Go and prepare. After dawn, the king should send someone to invite us into the palace."

Xiao Yiran was a little surprised, "Hasn't the king refused to see us these days?"

Xiao Zhu said, "If he is really not interested at all, he will drive us out of the royal city on the first day."

Xiao Yiran nodded, "That's right."

The two of them went back to their rooms to rest for a while. Sure enough, at 8 o'clock in the morning, they were sitting in the hall and eating Nile's special breakfast. Someone came to report that the king invited the gentleman to come to the palace to talk.

The two looked at each other and saw a clear smile in each other's eyes.

Sangha has had a very difficult life these days. Due to the death of the special envoy, the Nile royal guards and other soldiers who were originally resting in Anxia have already shown hostility towards the 17th Legion.

Now Sangha is not even sure if he starts war with the Anxia people on the other side tomorrow, will these people’s guns be directed towards the enemy or to themselves.

Therefore, he was even more cautious and did not rashly decide to cross the river and fight again.

On the other hand, the news from the country is also very worrying. The entire death of the special envoy has angered the royal family. Everyone in the Sang family is already under the surveillance of the royal guards and spies, and they may be arrested if they are not careful.

The worst thing is that because this incident was passed back to China, there were many voices of condemnation and opposition to him and their family among the people. Of course, this is not just because of this incident, but because of the accumulation of various dissatisfaction over the years. In addition, someone secretly guided him, which broke out.

Sanha admitted that he was indeed a little thoughtful, but he could guarantee that at least in a short period of time he would never have the idea of ​​confronting the royal family, but now he was pushed to a dilemma.

Perhaps it would be wrong to choose to follow the king's orders from the beginning. But as a servant, does he still have the choice not to send troops?

Sangha frowned and angry between his eyebrows.

He was suddenly stunned and couldn't help but remember the letter Fu Fengcheng sent him a few days ago. But soon he threw this idea behind his mind, and he would never be fooled by An Xia people!

Sangha doesn't want to be fooled, but some people do.

A day later, bad news came from Nile again. The king ordered Sangha to hand over command to his deputy and set off immediately to return home to explain the murder of the special envoy.

Sangha also received another confidential news: the royal family had arrested Sangha's eldest son Sanggu. Seeing this news, Sangha tore the telegram in his hands in half on the spot.

When Sangha was so angry that smoked from his orifices, Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng, who were separated by the river, lived a very leisurely and freehand style.

After all, although the two armies were still in a confrontation, Sangha obviously had no intention of crossing the river for the time being, and Fu Fengcheng was not in a hurry to cross the river, so the two armies were in a stalemate.

While letting soldiers from the six southern provinces take turns to guard the positions along the river, they also relax a little. After all, it is also a very hard thing to be nervous for a long time.

It was just idle this day, so Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng rode out to play. Although it was the end of September, the scenery in southern Xinjiang was still as beautiful as a painting. The green mountains and clear waters and flowers were in full bloom, and there was no sign of the bleakness of late autumn.

After the army of the Six Southern Provinces rushed to the other side of the shore, the people of Jiangdong had completely returned to their previous lives. It was probably because the army of the Six Southern Provinces had too strong achievements along the way. It was obvious that the war had not yet ended, but many fleeing people had already returned.

The people who were unable to escape from their homes were even more happy and almost regarded the army of the six southern provinces as their living benefactors.

The two of them rode their horses all the way, and from time to time they saw many people wearing generous clothes walking on the road with their backpacks on their backs. They were wearing casual clothes when they came out, and these passers-by only thought they were ordinary foreigners. Some of them would say hello to the two and invite them to go to the town in front to attend their festival.

Only then did the two realize that today was the local Lantern Festival in southern Xinjiang. This is a local festival in southern Xinjiang. Although there are similar festivals in other places in Anxia, ​​the dates and customs are not the same.

In southern Xinjiang, this is a big festival second only to the New Year, or it can be said that it is a day when girls and young men in southern Xinjiang go on blind dates together.

Unlike the Central Plains where the matchmaker has always been the order of parents, the customs of southern Xinjiang are open, and unmarried girls and young men can get together to see each other every year. If you like it, you can get your parents' consent to make a marriage.

Of course, this kind of festival is not only attended by unmarried girls and young men. Married, even the elderly and children will join in the fun. After all, the more people the better.

It was just not far away, Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng looked at each other and followed these people all the way to the town.

This is just a small town, and the whole town has only two short streets. But outside the town, there are already crowds of people and lights and decorations, and it is said that people in a radius of dozens of miles will come here to participate in the Lantern Festival.

Looking at people's cheerful smiles, it doesn't look like a place where they have just experienced war.

Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng are both very busy. It seems that the last time they participated in such an event was two years ago, so Leng Sa rarely had some interest.

I bought a set of clothes for local women in southern Xinjiang from the town. When night fell, Leng Sa pulled Fu Fengcheng along the crowd and hurried out to the town.

On a large open space outside the town, there are all kinds of colorful lanterns hanging around, and many young men also hold various colorful lanterns in their hands.
To be continued...