Chapter 410 (2/2)
When Yelv Hongji saw the silent Xiao Feng, he couldn't help saying, ”why, does the king of the South courtyard have any doubts?”
Xiao Feng shook his head and said, ”Your Majesty, Xiao Feng grew up in the state of song. There are nurturers there. If the soldiers I trained kill my parents, then I am unfilial. This is my hometown, and I don't want to see the harm of my compatriots. Loyalty and filial piety have been difficult since ancient times, so I can't promise.”
Immediately, as soon as yeluhongji's face changed, he left with a cold hum.
Xiao Feng sighed when he saw it behind him. He knew the things in the Song Dynasty clearly. He had internal and external troubles and weak national strength. Even without his trained soldiers, Liao wanted to invade easily: ”I hope my meager strength can help you wait, alas.”
Looking at the far away Yelv Hongji, Xiao Feng shook his head and directly followed a bodyguard to the residence given by Yelv Hongji. A moment later, the two came to a magnificent courtyard. The bodyguard said, ”King Xiao, this is the residence given to you by your majesty. I'll go back and recover my life first.”
Xiao Feng nodded, ”go now.”
The next day, after bringing Xiao Yuanshan back to this place, Xiao Feng took some soldiers and went hunting in the jungle every day to avoid Yelv Hongji. On the way, he saw a man lying on a big stone with a book written in Chinese characters in front of him and a word written in wooden cards: Selling books for money to go home.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng stopped, got off his horse, flew down, looked at the people in front of him, the people in rags, perhaps the people robbed by horse thieves, and couldn't help feeling a trace of compassion. He took out a piece of gold from his arms and put it in front of the man: ”brother, I want your book.”
The man opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Feng. When he was about to pick up the gold, he threw the book on the ground directly to the past: ”this book belongs to you.” then he turned away without saying a word and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Feng smiled and shook his head, but the bodyguard beside him was a little angry: ”king, how can this broken book be worth a ingot of gold? You were cheated.”
Xiao Feng waved his hand carelessly. There was nothing to cheat: ”let's go on hunting. If anyone plays more today, I'll teach him a move.”
”Oh, King Xiao is mighty.”
In the evening, Xiao Feng and others, who came back with a full load, rested by a small river, took down the wine pot at his waist, took a few big mouthfuls, comfortably vomited a mouthful of wine gas, and couldn't help being distracted by the falling sunset.
The bodyguard looked at each other and said, ”Your Majesty, tell us something about the Song Dynasty. Everyone is very curious.”
Xiao Feng regained his mind, smiled and then said, ”I grew up there since I was a child. Although I don't know it everywhere, I have traveled all over the north and south of the river in the Song Dynasty. The scenery there is different. We wait for Liao. The south of the Yangtze River is the most beautiful, the soil and water are fertile and the climate is pleasant, but the north is mostly dry land.”
After hearing this, the bodyguard said, ”I've heard that there is a man as famous as the king in the Central Plains. I don't know who is more powerful than the king.”
Xiao Feng shook his head: ”Nan Murong, his strength is stronger than me.” although there is no comparison, Xiao Feng still knows that yuqingjue's strength is stronger than him. Xiao Yuanshan didn't hurt him with all his strength that day.
The bodyguard didn't believe it, but they saw Xiao Feng smash a small mountain with one palm. Such strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
In this case, Xiao Feng didn't explain. He smiled and said, ”it's getting late. Let's get ready. We should go back.”
It was getting late. Xiao Feng, who had eaten, went back to his room to sleep. After taking off his coat, he found that a book had fallen out of his arms. Then he thought of the day. He couldn't help shaking his head, picked up the books on the ground and opened a page carelessly.
However, the next moment is a change of complexion.
”The Northern Song Dynasty was a period in Chinese history, not a dynasty. It was combined with the Southern Song Dynasty. It was conquered by the state of Jin in Bianliang, Tokyo in 1127, so the Northern Song Dynasty perished.”
”This...”
Xiao Feng was unbelievable. Looking at the book in his hand, he just bought a book with palpitation in his heart. The content in it was so shocking that his hand trembled and opened the second page.