Chapter 774: Persuasion on the Verge of Saber

In Duoyanwei, Fang Xing and his party followed the rules, but this time they didn't send tea bricks.

On the way to Fuyuwei, Wang He said puzzledly: "Uncle Xinghe, you said to dig a hole for Azashili, but what about Duoyanwei?"

Fang Xing coughed dryly, "I didn't dig a hole, don't talk nonsense."

Xiaodao said with a grin: "Master, there must be something wrong with the tea brick!"

"Just the tip of your nose!"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "If we attack, Taining Wei will definitely bear the brunt. Dig a hole to make it easier for us. As for Duoyan Wei..."

The sky was getting dark, Fang Xing hurriedly asked someone to find a place to camp, which made Wang He's heart itch, wishing he could catch him and force out the words behind him.

The so-called camping is nothing more than a small mechanism for the small knife to set up some early warning around the periphery.

Amidst the crackling sound of the bonfire rising, Wang He ran back anxiously.

Fang Xing saw his virtue of taking off his pants while running, and shouted: "Made! Old Wang, run farther for me! Otherwise, I will curse you for being bitten by a snake!"

"Ouch!"

But Wang He couldn't hold on any longer, and immediately took off his pants, and started firing cannons on the spot.

"Fuck!"

After Fang Xing heard a crackling sound, he covered his nose and said, "Made! We are at a disadvantage here, move quickly!"

After the move, Wang He came back with a relaxed face. Fang Xing said disgustedly: "Hurry up and wash your hands, or you won't have dinner with me tonight."

When Wang He saw Fang Xing cooking the food himself, he happily ran to the river to wash his hands.

When trekking on the grassland, you'd better choose to follow the river, because those tribes live not far from the river and live in grass.

Fang Xing is making muddled noodles, even in the wild, he still has a full set of ingredients.

"Ginger and garlic should be sautéed until fragrant, then add sliced ​​mutton and stir-fry."

"Shua!"

Fang Xing poured the mutton slices into the wok and stir-fried, with a knife on the side holding his head up to sniff the aroma,

A look of intoxication.

"You can add water after it's broken, and then add some spices into it."

Fang Xing put the lid on the pot, clapped his hands and said, "Call me when the water boils."

Then Fang Xing went to the river with a stick, and not long after, he came over with a big fish weighing at least seven or eight catties.

Other members of the mission were not interested in seeing the fish, but Wang He laughed and said, "Good stuff!"

Fang Xing handed the cleaned up big fish to Xiaodao: "Clean up the fishbone."

"Uncle, let's come."

The hospitality of several sergeants was rejected by Xiaodao. He took out his throwing knife and cut the fish swiftly.

Fang Xing saw that the water was boiling, so he lifted the lid of the pot: "Throw the fish in."

After the fish was thrown in, it didn't cook a few times, and the smell made people couldn't help but move closer.

Wang He licked his lips, rubbed his hands together and said, "Xinghe Bo, are you alright?"

"Food!"

Fang Xing held the spatula as if to knock it over, and then said, "Next."

Several tubes of noodles were put in, Fang Xing hurriedly stirred them.

As soon as the noodles were ready, Fang Xing was like a chef cooking noodles, while everyone else lined up with their own big bowls.

The last one was Fang Xing's. Wang He said apologetically, "Xinghe Bo, how can I let you eat the last thing? Why don't we change it?"

Fang Xing squinted at him and said: "You have learned the essence of gourmet food, the last taste is the most mellow, get out!"

Wang He hurried away with the bowl in his hand, Fang Xing slowly scooped up the last noodles and soup into the big bowl.

Take a sip of the viscous soup first, it tastes fresh and rich, Fang Xing can't help squinting his eyes to savor it.

The noodles absorb the fresh aroma of mutton and fish, and they also carry soup, which makes people unable to stop once they start.

At night, Wang He lay by the campfire, patted his stomach and said, "Uncle Xing, you are good at both civil and military skills, but you are also so good at cooking, you are really a peerless man!"

Fang Xing looked at the night sky and thought of his wife and children at home, he couldn't help feeling a little crazy.

...

An Chu looked a little stubborn, and most of the time he liked to keep a straight face.

Fuyuwei's position in Duoyan's three guards is not prominent, and there are some internal disputes, different opinions are mixed together, and it is a bit of a headache for An to be the commander.

"Your envoy has come from afar, Fuyu Wei is very grateful."

An greeted dryly, behind him were more than a dozen guards staring at him.

Wang He took out the imperial decree to prepare a routine, but Fang Xing said, "No need, Mr. Anchu probably doesn't want to listen to these routines."

After listening to Xiao Dao's translation, An Chu narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously: "What is the purpose of your visit?"

Fang Xing looked around, Xiaodao hesitated, and finally went out. Fang Xing was left with only him and the interpreter.

An Chu stared at Fang Xing, and said slowly, "Hu Su Gang is no longer here, does Daming want me to give up my position?"

Fang Xing shook his head and pointed behind An Chu.

An Chu closed his eyes and said after a long time, "You guys go out too."

After the guards went out, Fang Xing said: "Fuyuwei does not agree with Alutai, nor does he agree with Horqin, am I right?"

An Chu squinted his eyes and remained silent.

Fang Xing continued: "Taining Guard is very ambitious, while Duoyan Guard's strength has soared. Encouraged by Alutai's victory, both guards want to go to the side wall of Daming. How about Fuyu Guard?"

An Chu's body trembled, and he opened his eyes and said, "Your Excellency is saying...does Daming want to make a move?"

Fang Xing nodded calmly.

There was more ferocity in An Chu's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I guess Daming must want to touch the other two guards, right? Is this trying to recruit us?"

Fang Xing played with the pistol in his hand, and said slowly, "What do you think?"

An Chu said hesitantly: "At this time, I, Fuyuwei, can still be independent, but if there are no other two guards, what is Fuyuwei? Can Daming watch us inflate alone with peace of mind?"

Grassland people are used to following the strong. When the original pattern is broken, the remaining strong are like lights in the night, attracting those scattered tribes to join them.

As long as those aliens in history showed the potential of being strong, countless people would follow them.

That's what happened to the Mengyuan people back then!

The speed of expansion is amazing!

But the Han people are different. The Han people have relatively more careerists.

I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!

So why every time the Central Plains Dynasty fell into chaos, it always went around everywhere, and the Caotou King dared to proclaim himself emperor.

These careerists are just thinking that they may have such a day!

Fang Xing put away his pistol, and said calmly: "Da Ming is all over the world, now I am just persuading, if Fu Yuwei feels that it is inappropriate, then you can try to keep me."

Seeing the fierce light in An Chu's eyes, Fang Xing sat up straight and shouted: "Agree or not, the decision is made with one word!"

An Chu's body trembled, his eyes flickered, and he probed: "Your aura is not what an official of the Ministry of Rites should have. Who are you?"

Fang Xing saw movement outside the tent, so he got up and said, "I am Mingxing and Bo Fangxing!"

"You...you are Fang Xing?"

An Chu stood up abruptly, and stumbled back a few steps.

The guards outside rushed in when they heard the movement, and for a while there was the sound of drawing knives in the big tent.