This night is destined to be a sleepless night for some people.

The next morning, Nanyan got up early and served Zhu Feng to wash up. Just as he finished putting on his clothes, the voice of King Jing Zhu came from outside the door.

"emperor."

As soon as he heard his voice, Nan Yan subconsciously frowned.

Zhu Feng lit her chin calmly. Nan Yan hurried over and opened the door. He saw Zhu already put on his armor and praying to Zhu Feng with the soldiers behind him: "Greetings to the Emperor."

Zhu Feng slowly walked to the door: "Is Prince Jing going to send troops?"

"Yes, I want to lead my troops out of the city to fight to the death with the army of Yue."

“…”

"I'll report it to the emperor."

Zhu Feng walked up and down to him, and said, "Very good. Fortunately, I have been with you over the years. The frontier has been stable and the court has not bothered to the south. This time, I am waiting for the good news for your triumphant return."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After saying that, the group prepared to leave.

Just as Zhu was about to turn around and leave, Zhu Feng suddenly called him again: "Lao Liu."

He stopped quickly and turned around: "Brother..."

Zhu Feng walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently: "Be careful."

Zhu didn't expect him to say such things to him. He felt a little moved for a moment, his eyes turned slightly red, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, brother, I'm leaving."

Zhu Feng nodded.

The group left the courtyard.

Nan Yan stood at the door, looking at Zhu Feng's back with a frown, and couldn't figure it out for a moment.

He was like that just now, and he was completely a friendly brother who was concerned about his younger brother. Did he have any other thoughts about Prince Jing’s affair with the enemy country?

But of course she didn't dare to ask such words. If she said something wrong, she would become a disconnection.

When the backs of King Jing and his group disappeared in front of him, Zhu Feng turned around and returned to the room. Nan Yan hurriedly followed him and whispered: "What are the arrangements for the emperor today?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment and said, "Grind the ink."

"ah?"

"I want to practice the word for a while."

“…”

Nan Yan didn't know why he was still in the mood to practice calligraphy at this time, but he immediately walked to the table, arranged the four treasures of the study, and then carefully grind the ink for him.

Zhu Feng came over and picked up the pen, and started writing stroke by stroke on the paved rice paper.

Although he was born in the army, his calligraphy was very good. He was not like his temperament, but he seemed extremely neat, as if he had copied the calligraphy.

Nanyan stood beside him, watching his writing constantly and writing several pictures of various ancient poems and essays.

The more you write, the heavier the brushwork.

Nan Yan looked at it and couldn't help but frown. He saw that after writing several pieces in a row, he suddenly stopped, lifted up the piece of paper that had just been written, and was silent for a long time to slowly write.

Nanyan recited gently with his strokes

The white rabbit is walking around and looking around.

Clothes are not as good as new...

Zhu rushed to the Xishan Military Camp in Yongzhou. As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Tong Jie standing there waiting for him with a pale face, holding a piece of letter in his hand.

Zhu said: "What's wrong? The country of Yue"

Tong Jie took a step forward, his eyes flashed with fear, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother-in-law, come on, something big happened!"

Zhu frowned: "What big thing? The 200,000 troops of Yue Kingdom are approaching. Is there anything bigger than this?"
Chapter completed!