Chapter 3, Bard

"--Wan!" A ladle of cold water splashed on his face, and Xia Feng was full of excitement and immediately woke up. As soon as he woke up, he heard a silver bell-like shout beside him: "Come and come and buy it!" New goods are on the market.

Although the voice lacked the original lady's taste and a more flamboyant and spicy taste, Xia Feng immediately recognized that it was Ji Xuanxuan's voice. Looking along, she sat high on a wooden stake more than one person high, shouting and selling loudly with her waist crossed, looking like a hawker selling vegetables and melons. But even if she is doing the most vulgar thing, her expression is still so cute. A unkempt man was tied to the wooden stake where she was sitting, with a dull and dull look. Xia Feng immediately found that he was also shackles to another pillar, and his hands and feet were not free. There are as many as seven or eight people tied like this, all of whom are young and strong men.

In front of it is a dirty small square, which looks very dilapidated in the sunset, and there are not many people coming and going in the square. However, when they heard this shout, those people immediately gathered around, and some of them shouted to Ji Xuanxuan: "Sister Xuanxuan is so good at it. There are new goods on the market so soon."

Some are laughing loudly: "Sister Xuanxuan, do you have any better kung fu so that I can buy it back to breed!"

Everyone burst into obscene laughter. Ji Xuanxuan didn't think it was funny to others, but only smiled and fought back: "Fuck you! You will know if you ask your wife to come and choose!"

In the laughter of the crowd, she picked up her sleeves and began to officially sell: "Don't just see the hands, this batch of goods are very good. Look at this figure and muscles, they are all first-class strong labor. The price is still very fair. There are 20 gold coins. Choose first. Except for this one, I want at least 50 gold coins. With that, the whip in her hand pointed to Xia Feng's head. Everyone couldn't help looking at Xia Feng curiously and asked puzzledly, "This figure looks thin. What's so special?"

"You have seen a lot of slaves who can work. Have you seen slaves who can write poems?" Ji Xuanxuan looked around the crowd proudly, "I have experienced so many slaves, and it's the first time I've met a poet."

"Really? Make a song and have a look. Everyone shouted loudly. Ji Xuanxuan saw that everyone didn't believe it, so she poked Xia Feng's head with a whip and said, "Poet, show your hand to everyone!"

"Gone go of me, bitch, I'm not a slave!" Xia Feng ate a whip as soon as he struggled. A big man pointed a whip at Xia Feng and scolded, "Do you dare to disobey my lady's order?" Hurry up and write a poem!"

Only then did Xia Feng find that there were several fierce men behind him. It seemed that they were not good. Having never encountered such a situation, Xia Feng had to swallow more dirty words and not eat the immediate loss first.

"To be polite to the poet." Ji Xuanxuan waved her hand to the man, and the fierce man immediately retreated obediently. Ji Xuanxuan smiled and raised a whip to Xia Feng, "Let's read the poems you read to me to everyone. If you don't sell it at a good price, won't you be sorry for the amulet I bought for you?"

Only then did Xia Feng find that the amulet was still on his neck. He was suddenly ashamed and ashamed. He thought that he was handsome and elegant. Chasing the girl was always captured by hand. Unexpectedly, this time he let a little girl play with him and let her sell it! Xia Feng stared at this sinister and cunning beautiful girl unwillingly and asked harshly, "What have you done to me?"

"It's very simple!" She smiled, revealing the two lovely dimples and sharp tiger teeth. "It's just a little special seasoning in your bowl."

Xia Feng was stunned, "Why didn't I see it?"

"You have been looking at me, how can you still see it?" Ji Xuanxuan looked at her face. Xia Feng was suddenly ashamed and couldn't wait to find a hole to get in. Thinking about it, he was unwilling to raise his head and shout fiercely and asked, "You actually used sweat medicine to harm people. Isn't there a king's law here? Aren't you afraid that the government will ask you about the crime of human trafficking?

"Abduction?" Ji Xuanxuan was stunned and then giggled, "The poet speaks differently from ordinary people. I forgot to introduce you. This girl specializes in the business of "human trafficking" as you mentioned, which is licensed by Lord Abe, the owner of Dongling City, because he is my uncle. Is it clear? Foreigners!"

Xia Feng suffocated and was speechless. I'm afraid that in this continent, you can ask a lawyer for help when you are in trouble. A city owner is probably a local emperor, the embodiment of law and power. Xia Feng couldn't help but feel very depressed. His silent face suddenly ate Ji Xuanxuan's whip, followed by a coquettish rebuke: "Wuish quickly! My patience is limited. I'm already polite enough to you as a poet!"

The pain on my face is even more angry. I have never suffered such whiplash and humiliation in my face. Xia Feng is not afraid of death, and he is not afraid of fighting with people, but he has never met such a powerless whip, but he has never met him. He weighed over and over again and over again, he has to deal with the immediate threat first, and he has to wait for revenge. Fortunately, when I was a child, I read several Tang poems, so I read one randomly and filled them out: "The day is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see thousands of miles, you can go to a higher level."

"It sounds a little smooth, but it doesn't work at all. What kind of river is the Yellow River?" Everyone began to discuss with dissatisfaction. Seeing this, Ji Xuanxuan whipped Xia Feng again and scolded, "Do it again, be popular!"

Xia Feng remembered such elegant ancient poems, but I'm afraid these barbarians don't understand them. They can probably enjoy some popular songs such as Qiong Yao's lines "star" and so on. In this way, Xia Feng chose his favorite lyrics and recited them depressingly: "You are my lover, like roses. Woman, use your fiery lips to make me endlessly enchanted at midnight. You are my lover, as pure as a lily, with your faint body temperature to heal the affectionate scars in my heart."

After reading the lyrics of a "Lover", everyone shook their heads again: "This poem is not very good."

Ji Xuanxuan also said dissatisfiedly, "It's far worse than the poems you read to me."

"It's not that this poem is poorly written, but it's wrong to pronounce it like this." Xia Feng was a little anxious. He could stand the humiliation of these ignorant barbarians, but he couldn't stand them looking down on the lyrics written by his favorite singer. In this hurry, he forgot his own situation and simply opened his mouth and sang it out. Xia Feng's singing voice has been practiced hard in the card hall, but there is also some original singing charm. The singer immediately closed their mouths, and even Ji Xuanxuan was gradually intoxicated with the hot and lingering melody of "Lover": "The lover in my dream can't forget the sweet kiss, and every emotional look makes me melt into the boundless warmth."

It was not until Xia Feng finished singing that everyone was still immersed in the melody. After a long time, someone exclaimed: "This is a bard on the continent of Atlandis!" Only the Great Western Empire and the nobles of our Dongxuan Kingdom have heard them recite poems! Even the fisherman will be jealous of their voices. I bought 50 gold coins!"

"I'll pay 60!"

"65!"

"70!"

Everyone scrambled to bid, and in a moment, they raised the price to the sky-high price of 100 gold coins. At this time, they only heard a clear shout in the distance: "I'll pay 200 gold coins!"

The crowd suddenly calmed down. Although the bard was a rare figure in this remote place, it was still a little surprising to buy him at a price ten times that of an ordinary slave. Everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to the man behind them. They saw him standing there at the age of 25 or six, dressed in a uniform and a straight waist. It is as straight as a javelin, and its appearance is not very powerful, and even a little ordinary, but the naturally exuding cold and fierce temperament makes people dare not look directly at it. Everyone hurriedly gave way, and some of them bowed their waists flatteringly: "Hello, Mr. Yaxin!"

The Yaxin son ignored everyone's greetings and went straight to Xia Feng. Ji Xuanxuan's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed and quickly smiled and said, "Cousin, what are you doing to me?"

"I was about to ask you this!" Mr. Yaxin looked at Xia Feng for a moment, and then stared at Ji Xuanxuan, "Is he a slave?"

"Of course!"

"I'm not!"

Ji Xuanxuan and Xia Feng blurted out at the same time. Seeing that Mr. Yaxin's face sank, Ji Xuanxuan immediately took out a document and handed it to her cousin: "Look, I have a contract for him to voluntarily sell himself as a slave. I bought him from a merchant from Biancheng."

Yaxin looked at the document carefully, then looked up and motioned to Xia Feng: "Put out your right thumb!"

Xia Feng stretched out his finger inexplicably, saw Yaxin looking at the documents, and carefully examining his fingers. Xia Feng understood a little and hurriedly said, "I was turned over by this ghost girl with sweat medicine. It's not difficult for her to use my fingers to hold ten or eight fingerprints!"

"Real?" Yaxin turned to Ji Xuanxuan, and she immediately shook her hand with an innocent face: "No, no, this contract was really bought from that Biancheng customer!" Don't listen to this nonsense!"

"I'm not a slave! I don't know any Biancheng merchants!" Xia Feng quickly argued. Yasin put away the contract and looked at Xia Feng suspiciously: "You said you are not a slave, so do you have proof of identity? Or can relatives and friends testify for you?

Xia Feng suffocated and was speechless for a moment. Yaxin asked again, "You don't look like a local. Where are you from?" What are you doing in Dongling City? If there is no companion, as long as someone can prove that you are not a slave, I can let you go.

"I'm from Luo" Xia Feng opened his mouth and suddenly realized that most people here don't know anything about Los Angeles, let alone believe that they are from another world. If they want to say their origin, they are afraid that they will be regarded as crazy. And lying and making up stories is not his own, so he has to shut up.

"Although you don't look like a slave, especially the poems you recite, they are not inferior to the most famous bard Changda. But if you can't prove your identity, I can't help you." Yaxin shook his head regretfully and then turned to Ji Xuanxuan, "I bought him. I'll give you the 200 gold coins back." With that, he put the contract in his arms and went to untie the chain on the stake. Ji Xuanxuan bit her lips and was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, she changed her flattering face when she saw Yaxin and said angrily, "I won't sell it!" I won't sell it for any money!"

Yaxin was stunned, "Why?"

"No, if you don't sell it, you won't sell it! Give me back the contract!" Ji Xuanxuan said and spread out her hand to Yaxin with a resolute face. Yasin was a little puzzled: "Are you afraid that I won't pay?"

"If you want, I can give it to you for free, but I know that you want to please her!" Ji Xuanxuan said that her eyes turned red and her eyes became wet. Yaxin was stunned for a moment, and a trace of helplessness and unconcealable pain gradually appeared on his cold face. He whispered, "She is going to leave here forever. Do you still hate her so much?"

Ji Xuanxuan's angry and aggrieved eyes gradually softened, but she still bit her lips and didn't say anything. The two confronted each other quietly, and the field was quiet for a moment. After the initial anger, anger and depression, Xia Feng gradually calmed down and soon regained his nature of not caring about everything. Seeing this, he smiled and joked, "Hey, you two, let me interrupt. Since you are all scrambling to buy and sell me, at least listen to my opinion. How about letting me choose a master by myself?"

"You can't speak!" As soon as Xia Feng's words fell, Ji Xuanxuan's whip flew to him. A moment before it fell on his face, Yaxin grabbed the whip and said unhappily to Ji Xuanxuan, "Xun, he is my slave now. You have no right to whip him anymore!" According to the rules of this eastern city, once someone starts bidding, the owner can't take them back!"

"You haven't paid yet!" Ji Xuanxuan is very reasonable. Yasin hesitated for a moment and immediately took off his knife from his waist and handed it to her: "This cicada wing knife is worth at least 700 gold coins, which is temporarily worth 200 gold coins!"

"For her, you can even give your own sword easily?" Ji Xuanxuan's eyes turned red, and tears were about to roll down. At this moment, a sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the distance, followed by countless people's anxious calls: "Wing Man! The wingman is coming! Everyone, hide!"

Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan were shocked and hurriedly looked at the sky in that direction, with a frightened expression on their faces. The two asked almost at the same time, "Where is the magic camp guarding the city?"

Xia Feng looked curiously along their eyes and saw a group of white birds in the eastern sky, swooping down to the east like a group of huge swans. When they flew closer, Xia Feng was surprised to find that it was not a bird! It's people! People with white wings! They are almost**, except for a skin covering their private parts at their waists, only the bow in their hands and the arrow pot tied around their waists. Their bodies are a quarter smaller than normal people, and the huge meat wings on their backs are similar to the wings of bats. They are all featherless meat membranes, which spread out to be longer than their bodies. They are all snow-white, and only their long hair shines golden in the sunset!

People on the ground are hiding in horror, while they glide leisurely in the sky, and their eyes as blue as the sea flashed with the calmness of cat and mouse.

The western city in another section of the city can't hear the panicked screams of the eastern city, and people are still bargaining and quarreling for small profits. Unlike the slave market in East City, it mainly sells livestock, mules, horses, cattle and sheep. The whole market is full of the smell of livestock and the sweat of the Lower Liba people. The people who come here to buy and sell livestock are usually dirty livestock dealers, servants of large families, and a few farmers who need livestock.

Among these Liba people, a thin man in black robe looked a little eye-catching. A black robe almost completely covered him, even wearing a black cloak on his head, and a pale face exposed outside the cloak was almost transparent, and it seemed that he could see the bones and blood vessels under the skin. This paleness made his eyes particularly dark, like a pair of deep ancient wells that devoured all the light, which made his originally handsome face more strange. He wandered aimlessly in the overstocked market, as if he was neither picking animals nor looking for people. Finally, he stopped in front of the most remote horse-selling shed in the market and said to the horseman in a cold and piercing tone, "I want your horse."

The hawker looked surprised and looked back behind him and saw that the shed was well closed. From the outside, he could not see anything in the shed at all. He scratched his head doubtfully and asked, "How do you know I have a horse?"

Seeing that the man in black robe did not answer, the hawker was about to refuse. He didn't want to be inadvertently looked at by the other party's eyes. He couldn't help but be shocked and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I really have a horse, but this horse is to be dedicated to Lord Albert, the city lord, and can't sell it. Besides, the horse has not been domesticated and is still unbearable to ride. Look, there are still many good horses outside this shed. You can choose any one. I'll give you a cheaper price.

"I just want that horse!" The man in black stared at the horse dealer, and there seemed to be a slight light in his eyes. The horse dealer was flustered again. He unconsciously gave up the principle and gave in and said, "Okay, okay, but it hasn't been saddled on the reins. I'm afraid you can't get it alone." With that, he opened the door of the shed. Inside was a large wooden cage made of thick round wood. There was a strange-like horse in the cage. The horse was tall and snow-white. There are long manes on the back, neck and four hooves, and the tail is long. There is nothing special about it. Seeing someone coming in, the horse glanced at the man indifferently from the cracks in the cage and continued to eat grass, looking docile and tame.

"Open the cage." The man in black ordered coldly. The horse dealer couldn't help shaking his hand repeatedly: "I can't do it! Although it is honest now, it is very smart. It knows that it will pretend to be tame when it has no hope of escape. Once there is a chance, it will suddenly exert its strength and escape to the death. Once it takes four feet, no horse in the world can catch up with it!"

"Open!" The man in black suddenly aggravated his tone. The horse dealer was excited and hesitated to open the lock. In the process, he struggled to give up several times, but he didn't know what force controlled him, so he finally opened the cage. As soon as the cage door opened, the horse jumped out of the cage with little preparation. After rushing out of the cage, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and could not open its four feet!

"Beast! Get down!" The man in black robe held his five fingers in his left hand and covered the horse's head from afar. It struggled desperately and hissed, but it was never out of the control of the black-robed man. In a moment, a layer of cold sweat came out of the black-robed man's face, and the horse still kicked and jumped desperately in place.

The man in black suddenly withdrew his hand, and the horse suddenly lost control and suddenly hit him. He flashed his horse's head slightly and grabbed the long horse's mane with his left hand. In the sound of his clothes, he jumped on the back of the horse. The horse immediately jumped and pedaled more crazily, swinging his body left and right. The man in black grabbed the horse's abdomen tightly, grabbed the horse's mane with one hand, bent his middle finger with the other, pinched into a strange gesture, and kept hitting the horse's head. With each blow, the horse trembled in pain all over his body. After a while, the horse finally calmed down. Although he was still unwilling to dig his four hoofs, he did not dare to struggle any more.

The hawker next to him was stunned and muttered for a long time before he opened his mouth and muttered, "My mother, this is the first time I've seen a person who can subdue a horse without a reins and whip. What's your name, sir?

The man in black grinned, which was so gloomy that the horse vendor was shocked again. He smiled silently and said, "It's okay to tell you. Anyway, you're going to die." My name is Yin Han!"

At this moment, only a disturbance came from the east, and countless people shouted in panic. The man in black followed the sound and saw a large group of white wingers spreading their wings and rushing towards this side under the blood-like sky. The man in black man smiled and muttered to himself, "What a coincidence. It saved me a lot of trouble."

While talking, the winged man has jumped over the West City Square like a big bird, and then dived down from the sky. Several people who had no time to escape were caught by their dexterous feet like apes. With their thin bodies, they could easily catch people high in the sky and skillfully search and robbed the heads of those people. Decoration, and then throw them down from the sky like a sack. When he encounters resistance, he shoots with an arrow. They are condescending, and the unarmed people have no resistance but to dodge.

The horse dealer was already stunned. After a long time, he rolled and climbed into the stable and drilled into the stable. He had not yet hidden himself. He suddenly felt a strong attack from behind and rolled him out of his hiding place. He looked back in horror and saw the man in black on the horse grasping himself from afar. The horse dealer struggled desperately, but he could never get rid of his control. The horse dealer is unwilling and desperately wants to ask why? The man in black seemed to understand his mind and only heard him smile indifferently and said, "First, I can't afford this horse; second, you shouldn't ask my name."

Before the words fell, the horse dealer only felt that his body suddenly flew up and suddenly flew into the air. He was caught by a wingman in the air. In an instant, he was searched for all his money. Following the wingman's feet released, the horse dealer screamed and fell down with a "bang" and fell to the ground with a bloody fall.

A winged man, like an eagle hunting a rabbit, swooped down from the black-robed man riding on horseback in the back. As soon as he approached his back, there was a sudden flash of blue light in front of his eyes, followed by a cold door, and there seemed to be a coolness running through his whole body from the top of his head. The winger knew what was wrong and hurriedly fanned his wings to forcibly pull up. As soon as he rose to a few feet in the air, his body suddenly split in half in the air and fell straight down with a bloody rain and blood.

"Kill him!" Several winged men shouted and shot arrows at the man in black robe. Unexpectedly, those arrows were blocked by an invisible spherical wall when approaching the target, and they slid away to both sides, and could not hurt the man in black robe at all. A winged man couldn't help but be shocked and immediately warned his companion in a loud voice: "It's not good! That's a dark magician! Don't mess with him!"

Before the words fell, the man in black robe had reached out and grabbed him. The winged man immediately seemed to be choked by an invisible hand and couldn't help struggling desperately in the air, but no matter how he flapped his wings, he could not break free from the grasp of the man in black robe. Before long, he covered his neck and spit out his tongue, slowly dropped his wings in the air, and finally moved softly like a bloody duck. Unexpectedly, he was strangled in the air by the man in black.

The rest of the wingmen couldn't help whistling and flew to the east, disappearing to the end of the sky in a blink of an eye. It was not until the wingers went far away that the black robe was slightly relieved, and the little blue light on the right fingertip gradually faded away.

He looked around the bloody and corpse-hued West City Square indifferently. The black-robed man pulled his robe and gently hit the horse's abdomen. The horse immediately stepped on his four hoofs, hunted a dark magician like death with a black robe, and quietly disappeared at the end of the long street at a speed far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The situation in the East City is worse than that in the West City. When the wingers jumped down from the air, almost no one could resist. Only Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan can pose a threat to the wingman, but there is no strong bow and crossbow. As a result, not even a wingman was injured. Fortunately, their bravery still makes the wingmen have some scruples. In addition, they have to rush to wash the West City, so the wingmen have no time to entangle with Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan, so naturally they don't give them much performance. Opportunity.

Xia Feng, who was tied to a wooden stake, was stunned to witness the whole process of wingman washing, just like a classic scene in a fantasy movie! After the windy wingers roared away, the square was empty and left in a mess. Except for the wounded and dead, only a few slaves tied to wooden stakes were safe and sound, and they were unscathed in this disaster. Probably knowing that the slave has no son, or is tied up, which poses no threat to the wingers. Therefore, none of their arrows greeted these slaves.

Xia Feng knows that Wing Man is a special setting in this virtual world to satisfy people's desire to fly. Without a lot of money, he can't enjoy the fun of wing flying. After seeing their vigorous fighting in the long sky, Xia Feng sighed secretly that it would be much easier to find Dumas if he chose to be a winged man this time.

It was not until the wingman rushed to the west city with a triumphant roar that the people hiding in the rooms on both sides slowly came out in shock and began to clean up and rescue those injured companions. At this time, Yaxin only focused on greeting everyone to help the injured and ignored Xia Feng. Only Ji Xuanxuan slowly came to her goods, hesitated, and finally took off the chain of Xia Feng from the pillar, pulled Xia Feng to Yaxin, and threw the chain in front of him angrily: "Here you are! Take it to please your sister Yaoji!"

The attack of the wingman frightened the whole Dongling City. Although they only plundered the two markets in the city, the disturbance they caused was like a boulder thrown into the lake, causing ripples to affect the whole city. Even in the heavily defended and heavily guarded city owner's mansion, they could feel the ripples of the riot.

"I heard that some wingmen looted the east and west cities today?" Leaning on the window of the mahogany carved railing of Bixia Tower, Yao Ji looked at the twilight sky. Although she was asking, she was obviously absent-minded. The maid serving tea hurried forward and replied in a panic, "Yes! A lot of winged people came, robbed a lot of money, and killed a lot of people. It seemed that Master Yaxin was also in the East City at that time.

"What did he do there?" When it comes to Master Yaxin, Yaoji's voice became a little unnatural. The maid squeezed her lips and smiled, but immediately showed sympathy and helplessness. Na Na replied, "I don't know about this. It seems to be with Miss Ji."

"Oh!" Yaoji looked at the void and was not talking, and the soul seemed to wander out of the sky. At this time, I only heard a woman downstairs report loudly: "Miss Yaoji, Master Yaxin came to see you!"

Hearing this report, a flash of surprise flashed in Yaoji's empty eyes, but then it faded, and then seemed to say to herself, "What else are you doing here?"

"Yoji!" A familiar voice sounded downstairs, which slightly changed Yaoji's expression. Before she could answer, Yasin, dressed in a uniform, had stepped into the moon gate, but was blocked by two soldiers outside the door. He had to stand downstairs and look up at Yaoji, with Xiyi in his eyes and helplessness. As soon as Yaoji saw his eyes, she couldn't help but wave to downstairs: "Let him come in."

They strode upstairs, and the two were silent. For a long time, Yaxin held his fist and saluted Yao Ji: "Yaxin met the eldest princess."

"Princess?" Yaoji was stunned and said with a bitter smile, "If it hadn't been for the risk of taking Yao Ji, the owner of Abe, I would have been killed by the promiscuous party. If it hadn't been for my brother King Yu's succession to the throne and restore the orthodoxy of her father, Yao Ji would still be a fugitive who dared not appear under the shelter of others.

"It is also a congratulatory thing that the princess can restore her identity now!" Yaxin responded insincerely.

"This identity is a burden for me. If I can choose, I would rather not have such an identity."

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The two were silent again. After a long time, Yaoji asked quietly, "Why did you come to see me again?"

" By the way, I bought you a gift, and you will love it!" Yasin said and clapped his hands downstairs, and a young man who looked a little strange was immediately brought up by two soldiers.

Xia Feng looked around curiously and saw the pavilion in the back garden of the city's mansion. It looked a little familiar and looked like an ancient building in the East. He couldn't help muttering to himself: Why is it so like shooting a Chinese costume film?

The shackles on his hand had long been untied, and he could escape by using the invisible cloak, but when he heard that Princess Yaoji was a famous beauty in Dongxuan, he was curious to see with his own eyes to see how the beauty in the world was different from reality. Following the maid upstairs, Xia Feng only felt a bright eye, and the lazy smile on her face couldn't help restraining. She saw a girl in white leaning lazily in front of the window, indescribably elegant and refined, like a Yaochi fairy who was not stained with fireworks in the world. Xia Feng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help sighing in his heart: Is this what Sister Lin in A Dream of Red Mansions looks like?

After only glanced at Xia Feng, Yaoji frowned at Yaxin: "He is"

"Oh, this is a slave who can recite poems, no worse than those bards," Yasin quickly explained. "I know that the princess likes poetry very much, so I bought him to relieve your boredom."

"Can slaves also recite poems?" Yaoji was a little surprised and then curled her little mouth, "Maybe it's some vulgar jingle?"

Yaxin's face turned red, and he didn't study poetry. He just felt that Xia Feng's "Lover" was very beautiful and bought it on impulse. Now that Yaoji said this, she was somewhat guilty, so she motioned to Xia Feng: "Send the poem you wrote in the afternoon to the princess."

Xia Feng didn't want to recite any poems, but the beauty's contempt aroused his competitive heart and secretly said: If I can't impress you with love songs, I will be an avant-garde young man in the 21st century for nothing and listen to pop music for half his life.

Thinking about looking for props, I saw a ceramic vase on the table, with flowers in the bottle and a jade Ruyi beside it. He went to pick up both things, took out the flowers first, and then knocked on the vase with Yu Ruyi. Because there was water in the bottle, the sound of tapping was very melodious and pleasant. He nodded with satisfaction and smiled at the two, "The previous poem is not suitable for the princess's mood at this moment. I'd better write another one."

Xia Feng's behavior has aroused Yaoji's curiosity. He has never seen such a bold and calm slave, so naturally his attention is completely focused on Xia Feng. Seeing that he took a breath, he gently knocked on the vase to fit the rhythm and whispered in a melancholy voice: "Please light another candlelight for me, because I have already lost my direction and can't hide my panic. I can't wait to look at it, afraid that this journey will be a good dream. And you are an endless net, easily trapped in the middle of the net." With the melancholy and soothing melody, Yaoji's eyes gradually became hazy. Until Xia Feng finished singing a song "Love Network", she was still immersed in the lyrics and melody.

"It's so beautiful!" After a long time, she closed her eyes and put her hands on her chest like a little girl, looking intoxicated. "When I was a child, the lord of Abe took me to listen to those bards chanting poems, and it didn't seem to be so beautiful. Did you make this?"

Xia Feng only hesitated for a moment, and then nodded shamelessly and replied, "Of course!"

"Is there anything else?"

"I can do it whenever you want!" Xia Feng is on his chest and has a relaxed face. I thought proudly: I remember that there are no 1,000 or three hundred popular songs, and a talented poet wrote about so many poems in his life, right?

"That's good! Give me another song!" Hearing Xia Feng's words, Yaoji couldn't help but look happy and hung Yaxin aside. At this moment, a soldier downstairs reported loudly: "Mr. Yaxin, the master of the city, go to see him immediately!"

Yaxin saw that he was his father's personal entourage, so he had to say goodbye to Yaoji and leave the two poets immersed in poetry in place.

He hurried to his father's study and saw that his solemn and majestic father had already been waiting there. After the father and son saw the ceremony, Abel, the city owner of Dongling City, immediately motioned his followers to leave. It was not until there were only the father and son left in the room that he stared at Yasin and asked fiercely, "How can the winged man enter the city to plunder at dusk today?"

Yaxin was stunned and didn't have time to answer. Abe had already shot the case: "It's all because of you! The 12th Battalion of Shenji, each battalion rotates to guard the guard of the city, changing one day. As a star officer, you actually remembered the wrong day and assigned another task to defend the East City. As a result, the Third Battalion could not arrive on time, allowing the wingers to take advantage of the opportunity and rush into the city from the defenseless East City, causing dozens of people to die tragically. What do you think you should do?"

Yaxin's face changed and he suddenly couldn't speak. Seeing his son's face like dirt, Abe sighed: "I know you have been distracted and absent-minded recently. However, I want to remind you that Yaoji has not only restored her identity as a princess, but also been betrothed to the King of Lie by the newly ascended Emperor Yu. This time, Emperor Yu was able to ascend the throne as the crown prince with the help of the King of Lie, and the King of Lie is the largest of all the kings. Not only can we afford to offend him, but also Emperor Yu will give him three points. So no matter how much you like Yaoji, you can't have any more indisable thoughts.

Although Dongling is far away from the capital, as an official eunuch who has stepped into his official career, Yaxin fully understands the whole story. More than ten years ago, Emperor Zhengde was killed by his younger brother King Yong, and his children were also hunted down by the rebels. A loyal and brave minister escaped from the capital with the young King Yu and Princess Yaoji's brother and sister. King Yu was finally hidden by the King of Lie, while Princess Yaoji was quietly taken in by her father. Now that the Yong Emperor who usurped the throne died, the King took the opportunity to support King Yu as emperor, and Yaoji naturally restored her identity as a princess and was no longer the sister of unknown origin in her family. Thinking of this, Yaxin had to nod sadly: "I know."

"Also, we will send Princess Yaoji to the capital the day after tomorrow. I didn't want to entrust you to escort her. However, when he went to the capital this time, the king heard that you had killed a python alone, so he called to see you. This is a good opportunity to make friends with the King. You can't miss it. Now that the new king has ascended the throne, the situation in North Korea has changed greatly. If we don't prepare early, I'm afraid we will become the object of the new king's cleansing. Speaking of this, Abe suddenly stepped forward and held his son's hand and told earnestly, "Son, the future of our family is in your hands. You can't annoy the king for your own selfishness and bury the lives of our family."

Yasin looked more and more painful, but he still gritted his teeth and nodded. The father couldn't bear it and advised, "Son, I know how painful it will be to give away my beloved woman. However, you have to remember that real heroes can tolerate what ordinary people can't bear, do what ordinary people don't do, and do what ordinary people can't do!"

"Father, don't worry, my son remembers." Yasin's face finally calmed down. Abe nodded and patted his son on the shoulder: "I will let your teacher Yang Hao go with you and stare at you all the way. In addition, be careful on your way. Nowadays, it is not peaceful. Except for the bandits who have fled to the world, the wingmen who come and go like the wind, and the traitors of the Great West, even many princes and kings are not clean. There must be no mistakes on the road.

"I save it." Yaxin's face couldn't help but become heavy.

A day later, the team escorting Princess Yaoji to Beijing began to set off, starting from the west gate and looking at Jincheng, Kyoto, Dongxuan Kingdom. On the way, he was escorted by the three battalions of Dongling Shenji. The commander was Yang Hao, and the deputy commander was Yasin, the son of Abedu, the owner of Dongling City. In addition, there is a little man whose name no one can remember. The soldiers of the Shenji Camp only know that he is a humble slave and an excellent poet.

Xia Feng doesn't care what others think of him at all. So far, there has been no news about Dumas, but I believe that with his ability, he will become a famous figure on the continent in a short time. If you go to the well-informed capital of Dongxuan, you may be able to get his news earlier. Anyway, it's on the way. You might as well follow the army to avoid the embarrassment of having no money or identity. You have a stealth cloak and leave whenever you want. Besides, whether Yaxin or Yaoji are good to slaves, and even give him a lot of freedom, unlike the legendary slave owners who often beat and scold slaves. Xia Feng is very satisfied with his current situation.

In fact, Xia Feng didn't know that his "poems" won him privileges, and also won the respect of Yaoji and Yaxin.

It didn't take long for Xia Feng to get acquainted with the officers and soldiers of the Shenji Camp. Now more than 1,000 officers and soldiers in the Shenji camp, almost everyone knows this easy-going and lazy young slave and poet, and some of his improvised poems are still being recited in the barracks, like: "Xiangjiu jiu, angry, across the Yalu River. To protect peace and defend the motherland is to protect the hometown, as well as "big knife, cut off the heads of the devils?????" or "I am a soldier, from the common people" and so on. Although everyone can't fully understand the meaning of these poems, when they sing according to it, people suddenly become energetic, and even the pace of the march is much lighter, especially when everyone sings together. Many leading generals discovered this secret and recited poems as part of the march. The saying that bards can boost the morale of the army and improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers has also spread in the army.

Xia Feng gradually learned some basic information about the country in his dealings with soldiers. Dongxuan was originally the most powerful country on the continent of Atlandis, and the yellow-skinned Dongxuan people are also the most populous people. But the long-term peaceful and prosperous life made the nobles in power indulge in lust until they were completely corrupt. While creating a brilliant civilization, it gradually destroyed the wildness and bravery of conquest. Coupled with the endless infighting in the dynasty, it was finally defeated by the rising Westerners and retreated to the remote and desolate mountain mausoleums in the east. The land area shrank by three quarters, and now it only accounts for one-sixth of the whole continent. The former Holy Land and Kyoto - Sun City were also completely occupied by the Great Westerners and renamed "Posedon" by those Great Westerners who worshipped the sea god. Returning to the Holy Sun City has also become an immortal dream of all Dongxuan people for a hundred years. The current capital is named "Jin", which also means that future generations will not forget to advance to the west.

Today's Dongxuan Kingdom has long been unable to compete with the Great Western Empire. If it hadn't been for the Tongling Mountains that blocked the Iron Legion of the Great Western Empire, I'm afraid Dongxuan Kingdom would not even have a chance to settle down. The Western Empire was established for a hundred years, defeated by Dongxuan in the east, driven by the Sam in the west, the ice and snow country of the Northern League, and the country of the sea in the south. Even the best hunter wingman in the air and the most powerful overlord fishman in the sea dare not touch its edge. It has become a powerful political, economic and military empire in front of the continent.

However, it is such a corner, and Dongxuan still has infighting in China. As soon as the Yong Emperor, who usurped the throne more than ten years ago, died, the princes led by the fierce king established a new king. As a result, King Yu, the son of Emperor Zhengde, was supported to the throne, and the Prince Su of the Brave Emperor was deposed. During this period, there was naturally a civil strife in China, and almost all the ministers who supported Prince Su were purged. The remote area of Dongling City is the most barren area in the northeast, so it was not involved in this turmoil.

Xia Feng is not interested in the history of Dongxuan. He only cares about where to get the best news. There is no extraordinary means to find a person on the continent of Atlandis, which is two or three thousand miles wide, which is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The quarrel on the side attracted Xia Feng's attention. Now it's camp time, and it's common for soldiers to quarrel occasionally fight, but this time it seems a little strange. Xia Feng took a closer look and saw several soldiers escorting a thin soldier to Yasin. As soon as he saw the man's appearance, Yasin's face darkened: "Nonsense!" He waved his hand to the attendants beside him, "Send her back to me."

The soldier was wearing a very unfitting military uniform, and the wide helmet covered half of his face, but he could recognize the exposed part of Xia Feng. She is actually Ji Xuanxuan, who specializes in slave trade. At this moment, I saw her pretending to be pitiful and pulling Yasin's sleeves and begging, "Cousin, take me to the capital. I haven't been to Jincheng since I've grown up, so let me open my eyes with you. At most, I will follow your orders like your entourage soldiers.

"No!" Yasin waved his hand decisively, "This is in the army, not at home!" Go back to Dongling City immediately, or I'll have someone take you back!"

Seeing Yaxin's irredable appearance, Ji Xuanxuan shook off her hand angrily and raised her neck, "Let's go! My feet grow on me. The way to Jincheng is not yours. I won't go if you don't take me? With that, Yaxin turned around and left. At a glance, he had to ask someone to stop her, knowing that if she wanted to drive her away, the fearless girl might really go to the capital alone, which would be dangerous on the road. Thinking like this, Yasin couldn't help but be embarrassed. At this moment, the sentry who only heard the sentry high suddenly call the police loudly: "Wing Man! Wingman was found in the northeast!"

"Warning!" Yasin hurriedly ordered the soldiers, and everyone immediately got busy and picked up their crossbows and aimed them at the sky. In the northeast sky, two wingmen circled leisurely under the sunset, like two white giant eagles.

Seeing that there were only two wingmen, Yasin was relieved. He didn't know whether they accidentally met the army or specialized in reconnaissance in the air. The wingsman's physical strength cannot support them to fly ultra-long distances, so they rarely go deep into the hinterland of the mainland, unless someone colludes with them to provide them with a place to rest and eat.

"Add a team of sentries, everyone pay attention!" Yasin put away his crossbow and signaled everyone to return to the camp and not to expose his strength easily. Now that he found a winged man, he was naturally more worried about letting Ji Xuanxuan leave. He pondered for a moment and had to say to her, "It's definitely not possible for you to sneak into the barracks as a man, and you are not allowed to bring women in the army, so you can only allow you to go all the way with the army as a female slave who serves Princess Yaoji for the time being."

"Female slave is female slave!" Ji Xuanxuan threw away her heavy waist knife and helmet angrily, spread her tied bun, and her long dark hair fell down like a waterfall, and immediately regained her daughter's original appearance.