After all, Zhao Feng couldn''t help but defend the eldest son and said, "Lord, can you interrogate the servant?"


    In the mouth of the eldest son, this is a witness.


    If Wu Xian silences him without interrogation, it is difficult for people not to think about it. Even if he is as loyal as Zhao Feng, he will feel unfair.


    "Of course I asked."


    Zhao Feng asked again: "What do you say about the servant?"


    Wu Xian didn''t want to say it out, after all, it was not nice to say the family scandal of brothers, but he still said with a dark face: "The servant said that the second son conspired to murder the eldest son."


    "Why is the lord using the word spirit to accompany the servant?"


    How could Wu Xian not use it?


    But the result is very interesting.


    The servant changed his words.


    "He said frankly that there was nothing wrong with this, but the boss was jealous of the second child and put on a condom." Wu Xian was about to laugh when he heard this. If the boss had this brain and plot, he would not be so mediocre. If he could do this, Wu Xian would look up to him.


    Wu Xian: "Do you think I''m favoring the second child?"


    Zhao Feng was a little confused for a moment.


    Hearing his lord sighing as if tired, he said, "That''s why he said, let the boss get too close to his uncles. Those uncles had already ruined the family business and had a bad idea to gain benefits from him. Over the years, the main courtyard has been secretly helping his brothers, and the expense loopholes in the middle of the feed are getting bigger and bigger. I have to endure all of this because of the boss and the second child. But the boss still can''t figure it out. What skills can his uncles have? They are not sure if they are hurt by others. Those who are close to the red are red, while those who are close to the ink are black. The boss''s mind is not very good at first, and he is fooled by fools..."


    Wu Xian’s complaints are the same as pouring beans.


    He didn''t know what he had committed, and he was good at pretending to be a pig and eating tigers. As a result, his eldest son looked at the pig. The second brother is a smart person and looks the most like him, but it is precisely because he looks too much like Wu Xian that Wu Xian knows that the boss is in a dangerous situation.


    But the eldest only knows how to be jealous of the second child, but what about the second child? He had long seen that Wu Xian didn''t like their mother tribe, so he drew a clear line with a few uncles who could only **** blood and provoke right and wrong.


    Zhao Feng''s CPU almost burned dry.


    "Then who belongs to this servant..."


    Wu Xian asked coldly: "Guess?"


    Zhao Feng had an idea in his mind.


    "Can''t it be...the second young master?"


    Wu Xian just responded with hehe.


    Zhao Feng: "…Ke, Ke Yanling interrogate..."


    The attendant may have confessed the second young master, so it would be too risky to do so. Furthermore, there are far more voices supporting the second young master than the eldest young master, so there is no need for him to do this...


    Wu Xian''s face showed a rare fatigue and discomfort, and he said sarcastically: "First, Yan Ling''s interrogation is not only the truth; secondly, the attendant said the truth. He didn''t even know that he was the second child, but he was ordered to take the eldest child to hear that sentence that day. Why didn''t he think about the boss''s brain? He has been practicing hard for several years and still scattering his ability to slap in the second class. How could he hide the ability to be far superior to his second child? Eavesdropping? He is a vegetarian when he is a vegetarian?"


    This is like the two brothers hiding something when they were young.


    The boss practices slowly and grows slowly. He thought he had to go to a secret place where he needed to cushion his feet. He was content, but he didn''t know that the dick, who was one head taller than him, could see it with his eyes raised. Wu Xianzhen is going to be foolishly crying by this son.


    Zhao Feng: “…”


    Not to mention the eldest son, Zhao Feng didn''t expect this.


    Wu Xian said: "I have already beaten my second child."


    Zhao Feng was slightly shocked, and Wu Xian''s understatement revealed huge information. If this matter was really directed and acted by the second young master, he would also have a frame-up while intimidating the eldest young master, but the lord''s treatment was just a blow.


    This means—


    The lord is in his heart and is in his second son.


    Wu Xian saw the subtle expression on Zhao Feng''s face and said helplessly: "The boss''s quail-like temperament is not suitable. It''s okay to have mediocre talent. After all, not all lords will charge and kill the enemy like Shen Youli. If his temperament is outstanding, even if the boss is just an ordinary person, someone will be loyal to him, but his temperament is also mediocre and he will be at the mercy of his uncle."


    The second child is very good at looking at the eyes.


    He also has his own opinions.


    "…If the righteousness is placed in a stable world, it would be nothing wrong with passing the family business to the boss. At least he would not treat his younger brothers and sisters badly. Even if he did not make achievements, it would be considered a glorious ancestor to be able to defend the current family. But now it is not possible. If Zheng Qiao is overthrown, the alliance army of the Dragon Slaying Bureau will have no unanimous enemies, and civil strife will be a matter of time. Can the boss convince the public?"


    Zhao Feng shook his head in his heart when he thought of the eldest son like that.


    He, a teacher, couldn''t say anything against his will.


    only-


    "The lord is in full swing in spring and autumn, and it is in his prime, so it is still too early to consider these things. If the eldest son can understand the lord''s painstaking efforts, correct them, and think that he can make the elders as much as possible." Zhao Feng''s words were bold, and he even crossed that line.


    If Wu Xian had been scheming, Zhao Feng would be scolded the least.


    But Zhao Feng said this not for the sake of the eldest son.


    Wu Xian had many children, and several of them were also concubines of Tianhai. If the second young master can surpass the eldest young master to take office, those young masters may not have any idea.


    The second young master only has one "legitimate" advantage over those younger brothers who are born with illegitimate, and the so-called "legitimate" difference between the two is just that, because their status comes with Wu Xian, not with their mother. Since you can ignore etiquette and law and choose a legitimate eldest son instead of choosing a legitimate son, you can also abandon etiquette and law and choose a son who has a concubine.


    Wu Xian’s choice is very dangerous.


    His subordinates were originally from the Tianhai family that he made friends with when he was young, which led to Wu Xian''s high reliance on their support and even being constrained by them. Because of this reason, he had no good way to solve the problem of factions in the reconciliation.


    Sometimes, Wu Xian also envies Chen Tang.


    Chen Tang was barefoot, so naturally no one was afraid.


    On the other hand, I can move my whole body with one move...


    Wu Xian''s face looked ugly as if he was swallowing bitter gourd, and he was angry: "How can I not understand? But the boss can''t help him!"


    The topic is in a deadlock.


    Zhao Feng knew that he had crossed the line and found an excuse to quit.


    The night wind blew, pouring into his neck, taking away the temperature around his body, and also stimulating Zhao Feng with goose bumps all over his body.


    He stood there, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, and exhaled a mouthful of white mist. For some reason, Zhao Feng felt something pressing on his heart, and he was a little breathless. Zhao Fengsong put on his pine clothes and did not return to his tent to find his old friend.


    An old friend was using the iron fan handle to poke the charcoal fire and fanning the fire, which was gusting and cooking mushroom soup.


    Zhao Fenglingmin smelled the fragrance of meat.


    "You dog''s nose, you smelled the smell?"


    Zhao Feng sat down: "I was scolded by you. If I don''t drink all the soup you cooked, wouldn''t I have lost a lot?"


    Temperatures in the northwest continent have recovered slowly.


    The temperature in the middle of the night made people''s hands stiff.


    Zhao Feng held the empty wooden bowl and watched his old friend twist a small pinch of snow-white fine salt from the cloth bag he carried with him and sprinkled it on the mushroom soup. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed that he was so leisurely. He said, "I''m going to encounter some things today, please consider it for me."


    The scribe looked at him with a squinted eyes: "Pay?"


    Zhao Feng cursed: "Are you an old guy trying to get money?"


    The scribe muttered, “How much money does it earn for a free function?”


    Zhao Feng: “…”


    The other party forced him to leave the small golden cake as big as a thumb. The scribe said in a good mood: "After saying that, what''s the matter?"


    Don’t forget the next word to protect customer privacy.


    Zhao Feng poured beans, and so, that, and finally concluded: "For some reason, I feel uncomfortable..."


    The scribe stirred the mushroom broth with a small silver spoon.


    "Isn''t this obvious? You feel uncomfortable because you are worried about the eldest son''s life. Who doesn''t know that choosing the eldest son can reduce the struggle? What you understand, the lord will not understand? But the eldest son''s talent is so bad that it seems to be forgotten in his mother''s womb, and it''s like he is reincarnated and forgot to bring it with him. That''s fine, but he still occupies the legitimate and the eldest..."


    The scribe gave an image metaphor.


    "It''s like occupying a pit and not pooping."


    Zhao Feng looked at the pot of gurgling and his face turned dark as the milky white soup rolled up and down.


    The literati said seriously: "The eldest son seems a little annoying. If he can give up this ''long'', all problems will be solved. The lord doesn''t have to worry, and no one else needs to stand in a row, and a bunch of silencers don''t have to poke their heads and minds."


    He spread his hands: "Everyone is happy."


    Zhao Feng''s face at this time was darker than the bottom of the pot pot licked by the flames. The scholar scooped up the mushroom soup and tasted the salty and casually said, "You should not get involved in this matter. The eldest son can live until now, at least his brain is smarter than you."


    Zhao Feng: “…”


    He was depressed and angry.


    "Do you know what I want to do most now?"


    "Super our mushroom broth?"


    Zhao Feng: "You are right!"


    A pair of copper maces were about to smash his pot.


    As a result, only a fire was hit, countless sparks splashed out, but the pot of mushroom soup disappeared. Zhao Feng looked up and saw that the mushroom soup was already held by the scholar in both hands.


    The latter was also glad to laugh, "Fortunately, it''s not wasted."


    Yan Ling rescued the mushroom soup in time.


    Zhao Feng''s anger was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry.


    "Die me!"


    Finally, Zhao Feng didn''t take a sip of mushroom broth.


    The words are divided into two ends—


    Wu Xian had a headache about his two sons. His "friendship between Tang Di" and Chen Tang''s life was also in chaos. Her teammates along the way were Zhang He, Qian Yong and Tao Yan. I can still be invisible in my eyes, but I still have to contact me once I have a serious matter.


    Tao Yan is really sorry for his name.


    Every time I go, I have to say something sarcastic.


    But Chen Tang never suffers in terms of verbal remarks, and he can double the return every time, but the more annoying he gets, the more angry he gets. Reasonable doubt, if she continues to do so, she will not be able to help but cut off Tao Yan before she sees the enemy...


    Coincidentally, Tao Yan thought so too.


    However, both of them are under the burden of "the overall situation" and they can''t do it for the time being. Zhang He plays the role of a peacemaker who mediates in the center, responsible for extinguishing fires, and Qian Yong is responsible for eating melons.


    But soon, Chen Tang and Tao Yan didn''t care about quarrel.


    As mentioned earlier, under more than two hundred years of artificial transformation, the terrain in Yanzhou is generally flat, and only an artificial natural barrier can be relied on. Once the Chaoli Pass was broken, the middle gate of the remaining half of the state opened, becoming an unprotected "lamb".


    Of course, it doesn’t mean it’s easy to take it off.


    It’s just that it’s not that difficult to conquer Liguan. If Yanzhou wants to fight to the death with the Alliance Army, it can still be stopped for a while.


    But I never expected it—


    The scout in front sent back something bad.


    The target counties and counties are all Jiaotian, and the villages are uninhabited.


    "What?"


    Chen Tang guessed a little as soon as he heard it.


    Asked, "Is it a solid wall and clear the country?"


    Although firm walls and clearing the fields is a very normal way to defend against the enemy. Sticking to the barriers can make it difficult for the enemy to attack the position, and also cut off the enemy from obtaining food supplies from their own territory, reducing the endurance as much as possible. Even if the territory is lost, the enemy will not think well.


    Chen Tang smashed the table with a fist and cursed angrily: "It''s really his uncle''s harm to others and not self-interest. He burned down the seedlings that had been cultivated. When we take over the entire Yanzhou area, how can the local commoners survive? Don''t they have to eat? People will starve to death!"


    Now spring plowing has just passed and autumn harvest has not arrived.


    How long can there be only half of Yanzhou last?


    There is no way to sustain the autumn harvest.


    The purpose of strengthening the wall and clearing the field is not for defense, but more to cause trouble for the Alliance Army. It is really harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself!


    These foods are not foods that the Alliance Army has sustained the blood, but foods that the local people in Yanzhou can save their lives! Thinking of this, Chen Tang felt a string in his mind beating, exploring it at the verge of collapse at any time. If the Alliance Army had no regard for what the lives of the common people who had not won a year, she could hardly imagine...


    It must be a **** on earth where people eat each other!


    But will the Alliance Army take charge?


    Chen Tang dared not think about this issue.


    If she doesn''t want to, it doesn''t mean the problem has been solved.


    After tossing and turning all night, she still planned to test Zhang He''s tone. Zhang He got close to the leader Huang Lie, and Zhang He''s attitude largely represented Huang Lie''s attitude. But she just started to start and was ridiculed by Tao Yan.


    He mocked, "Jun Shen is accustomed to having rats."


    Chen Tang threw his eyes over.


    "Tao Shenyu, don''t bark if you can''t speak human words!"


    Tao Yan sneered and said sarcastically: "Yes, yes, yes, here you are the only one here, Chen Youli is a true gentleman, and we are all villains. However, Shen Junzi has been able to do a show. He stretches his hands long, and even the common people who are not under his rule are sympathetic. Zheng Qiao is not worried about things, you should worry about this."


    Chen Tang grabbed the book script at hand and threw it over.


    At the same time, the microphone was passionate.


    "Tao Shenyu, **Your ancestors are eighteen generations!"


    He stepped onto the table, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to rush over to beat Tao Yan, but Gu Chi and his men were prepared for it, and they held her left and right, and finally persuaded her to comfort her. Tao Yan was smashed in a bag without checking for a moment, and his face turned crooked.


    Zhang He looked at the mess below and felt tired again.


    He shouldn''t have come.


    Tao Yan is owed, and he will be unhappy if he doesn''t ask for scolding for a day. He knows that Chen Youli will go crazy, but he still enjoys it. However, Chen Tang was beyond Zhang He''s expectations. Everyone knows what trouble will the enemy bring to their side when they are firm and clearing the world, but they all pretend to be deaf and dumb. Who knew that Chen Tang would take the initiative to expose it and bring the problem that everyone ignored to the open.


    How to solve the famine?


    The most brutal and effective way is to take out the food.


    The problem is here—


    Who will provide the food?


    _(:з」∠)_