The second said, everything fell into place, the woman whose real name is Fan Xiaochai is a dilapidated family girl who fell in the middle of the family because of Dazhuguo's wrist, a dead chess, whether it is successful or not, it is a dead chess piece that is a certainty, but it is not small, used to do work, occupy land and search roots.
The second son of the Lin family is just a fool who is used, but he is half dead, this Tanhua master is kept in the dark, only greedy for Sister Fan's mouth rouge style, reading stupidly, where do you know that the more moving the woman, the more troubled the water, a lame chance encounter arrangement, I was fascinated, I don't know whether I was alive or dead and brought into the Beiliang Palace, God knows how the Lin family of Hedong Qiaoguo knew how the heart was like ashes after such a catastrophe, last night's assassination was not fine, very rough, and the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, Miss Fan, who entered the mansion, took the opportunity to draw a map of the palace and a portrait of the prince Xu Fengnian, and then found an opportunity to assassinate, but their people were far inferior to the people in the Liangwang Mansion, and they all suffered, as for the behind-the-scenes promoter of the woman surnamed Fan and the fate of the Lin family of Qian Guo, Xu Fengnian, who was sitting in the pavilion listening to the tide at this time, didn't bother to pay attention to it, he just wanted to know if Fan Xiaochai regretted dying in vain for a man he had never met.
Xu Fengnian has no mercy for these people's moths to the fire, the beautiful women in the world are always like mushrooms and grassland night grass with a German surname, one less stubble, a new stubble will emerge in the next year, except for the endless burning, all of them pity the fragrance and cherish the jade in the past, isn't it tired and tired, Xu Fengnian really doesn't have this leisure, not to mention the three years of difficult travel like a lost dog, Xu Fengnian also understands a lot of simple and white sophistication in the market, I remember meeting a young swordsman with a similar smell on the way, That thing always likes to say that compassion for the enemy is a big truth that can't live with his own life, it is said that he learned from some unfamous predecessors of the swordsman, every time he talks about it, his saliva is splashing, and he always has to spray Xu Fengnian's face full of spittle.
Xu Fengnian still remembers the guy who can't afford to buy an iron sword and can only carry a wooden sword, every time he sees the eyes of the sword rangers on the street, the flower thief bumps into the beautiful lady exactly the same, if this guy knows that Lao Huang who is forced to listen to him brag about how Mahayana swordsmanship should be every day, it is the sword Jiuhuang who can fight against the old monsters of the Shangwu Emperor City King, and the old guy has five famous swords hidden in the sword box on his back, what will he do to think that guy who is full of thoughts about finding a famous teacher to learn the arts, and now he can be safe and can once enter the house in swordsmanship When they were separated at the border of Nanyan, the man said to Xu Fengnian arrogantly: "When my brother is developed one day, please eat the best sauced beef, one pound is not enough, just three pounds, and you will be full."
Three catties of beef seems to be the limit of his imagination.
The real rivers and lakes, after all, there are few top masters who break the river with a sword and pull out the mountains and rivers, and more are nobodies like that guy, making unreachable and ridiculous dreams of the rivers and lakes.
Xu Fengnian rubbed his cheeks fiercely, and saw Yuan Zuozong standing aside, waiting for him quietly, Xu Fengnian quickly got up and moved the embroidery pier for General Zhengsanpin Longwu, Yuan Zuozong's eyes flashed in surprise, and he sat like a big bell in Honglu, and said: "Your Highness, the prince asked me to ask how to deal with the woman surnamed Fan." ” Xu Fengnian smiled: "What should I do." ” Yuan Zuozong nodded slightly, and when he got an unexpected reply, he immediately got up and prepared to retire.
Xu Fengnian didn't stop him, and didn't sit down long before he got up again and said, "Third Brother Yuan, you have time to drink together, and you won't return if you don't get drunk." ” Yuan Zuozong showed a rare smile and said, "Okay." ” Xu Fengnian took a pot of wine that had been prepared long ago from the coffee table, carried it to the Tingchao Pavilion, went straight to the eighth floor, and saw the master who was immersed in copying books, Li Yishan, the character Yuanying, the cloak was scattered, and the man who described the withered was not famous in the rivers and lakes in the temple, but in the Beiliang Palace, no one dared to be a little disrespectful to the first Qing guest in the house, Xu Fengnian sat aside, picked up the green gourd on the red sandalwood case familiarly, poured the wine in, and the wine was full of fragrance for a while, the man stopped writing and laughed softly: "Now your fat powder is finally lighter, After three years of marching, there are still some benefits. ” Xu Fengnian smiled, and then said worriedly: "Master, when Lao Huang goes to Emperor Wu City, can he retrieve the Huanglu sword on the city wall?"
Li Yishan took a sip of wine and shook his head gently.
Xu Fengnian was shocked and said: "The old man at the bottom of the lake is already incomparable, Lao Huang is obviously stronger, Wang Xianzhi, who is the self-proclaimed city lord in the East China Sea, is not really invincible in the world."
Li Yishan held the green gourd, no longer drank it, just sniffed, and said slowly: "There are still a handful of people above the invincible product in the world, Wang Xianzhi has been immersed in silver martial arts all his life, almost through the mysteries, but he is not invincible."
The current martial arts is a group of heroes, each with its own merits, and the scene of one person at the top in the past will not appear now, and it will not be possible in the future.
Besides, the extreme martial arts is just touching the threshold of the Heavenly Dao, and the influence of the martial arts outside the temple on the general trend of the world is very small, otherwise you would not have been ridden by your Beiliang Tie back then to step on the entire rivers and lakes.
If you don't want to learn martial arts, Dazhuguo doesn't force it, and I don't care, that's it.
Millions of soldiers are still bowing down, it is better to be a fearful national thief.
Civil officials may be able to interfere with the government, and a puppet will never cause chaos in the country. ” Xu Fengnian smiled dumbly.
In the past ten years, the Liyang Dynasty has tirelessly spread this sentence that kills people without seeing blood: millions of soldiers can be ambushed, and one national thief is terrifying.
The first half of the sentence is to pinch his nose and praise the martial arts of Dazhuguo, and he is suspected of killing, and the second half of the sentence is to kill with an explicit stick that is trying to show a dagger.
This was said very knowledgeably, and even Xu Xiao clapped his hands and laughed when he heard it, but after laughing, he scolded "Shangyin School Palace, these empty talk and clear streams that are full of food and support, should be killed."
Li Yishan carried the wine pot to make room for it, and asked Xu Fengnian to copy a single classic, Xu Fengnian had long been accustomed to it, and the words were not weak in practice, but he had never been able to raise any Haoran righteousness, whenever he saw Xu Fengnian's inappropriate sketch, he would beat it with a green gourd.
Li Yishan asked His Royal Highness the prince to copy a lamp time, sit down again, Xu Fengnian lay on the side, looking at the master, pale face and white hair, yellow and green lights are hollow, I heard that the most bitter thing in the world is the declining realm, and the most difficult cultivation is hollow, what kind of experience will make the master so heartbroken Li Yishan did not raise his head and said softly: "Go, take a look at the guests you invited to listen to the tide pavilion, and they are about to climb to the third floor." ” Xu Fengnian sighed and quietly went downstairs.
On the second floor, Xu Fengnian saw that under the quaint bookshelf that was piled up to form a whole wall of books, stood the face of the white fox with an obscure identity, holding a copy of the Yellow Martial Arts Secret Book in his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand regularly tapping the smooth forehead, and the embroidered winter knife in the sheath was inserted into the bookshelf as a mark.
The white fox just glanced at Xu Fengnian, and then lowered his head again.
Xu Fengnian, who was bored with himself, had no choice but to retreat.
The huge Beiliang Palace, as if there is only such an idle casual person as His Royal Highness the Prince, the kind that fades out of a bird.
In the middle of the year, Dazhuguo chose a good day and auspicious day to give his son a crown ceremony at the Jongmyo Temple.
It is very unreasonable that the crown ceremony of the eldest son of the king of Beiliang is not as grand as the general rich family, not only the invited guests are quite rare, even the two sisters and a younger brother of His Royal Highness have not been present, and the refreshing Xu Fengnian was led into the temple by Xu Xiao, and the ancestors of heaven and earth were sacrificed, crowned three times, respectively, the black hemp cloth crown, the white deer skin and the red and black crown, the small three crowns on Xu Fengnian's head, involving too much vision and attention, the first crown is what all the temple members of the Liyang Dynasty care about, Because this means that His Royal Highness the Prince can enter the dynasty to govern, the meaning of the second crown is more practical and long-lasting, because the 300,000 iron horsemen of Beiliang are waiting to see, and as for the third crown, there are only some symbolic meanings, which are not valued in comparison.
His Royal Highness the Prince of the World who knotted his hair and crown was busy all day, his face was stiff, and after saluting the Beiliang border officials who came to the house one by one, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, enjoying the tea and water delivered by the personal maids of Wutong Garden, rubbing his shoulders and knocking his back and pinching his legs, resting almost, Xu Fengnian personally took care of the crown costumes, and finally came to the tomb of the princess with Xu Xiao, a pair of tall blue and white jade lions came to life, all of them are the lively shapes of the lioness children, and the lioness in her right hand protects the three lion cubs, symbolizing the princess and the three biological children under the knees, The lion cubs are the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu, the second daughter Xu Weixiong and the youngest son Xu Longxiang, the left-handed lioness just bowed her head and kissed a lion cub, the princess doted on the eldest son Xu Fengnian, and there was no end before and after death Xu Fengnian stood in front of the stone lion, his eyes were red.
Dazhuguo Xu Xiao sighed softly, every time the young Feng Nian felt wronged, he sneaked here, stayed all night, no matter how cold or hot it was, he never got sick.
The tomb of the princess is surrounded by two city walls built by white jade base, forming a city in the city, the main Shinto is as long as 60 zhang, according to the canonical system, the stone beasts placed on both sides of the emperor Shinto of the dynasty are only nine kinds, but there are 14 kinds here Nearly 100 stone carvings, the gods are set and prosperous, through the air, the momentum is like a rainbow, in addition, the height of the mausoleum and the scale of the underground palace are far more than any vassal king of the dynasty, and the construction of a dresser and two Yahuan tombs with no precedent of ingenuity, when the princess's tomb was first built, it was criticized by countless people in the world, and the emperor's imperial study was almost overnight full of impeachment notes, but they were all pressed down and ignored.
The hunched and lame Da Zhuguo stood in front of the grave, silent.
After Xu Fengnian finished the memorial, he squatted in front of the grave and said softly: "Dad, I'll stay for a while." ” Da Zhuguo said softly: "Don't catch a cold, your mother will feel distressed." ” Xu Fengnian snorted.
The king of Beiliang walked on the main divine path, meditating in his heart, just three hundred and sixty-five steps.
The only one in power and the opposition clearly remembers the first time he entered the court and was sealed, from the red lacquer gate to the gate of the Kunji Palace, the first time he was young and vigorous, he walked two hundred and eighty-four steps, and then he was old, and his legs were lame, and he walked more and more, slower and longer, but it never exceeded three hundred and sixty-five.
After forty years of Rong Ma's career, he has come to this position, Xu Xiao has a clear conscience, is not afraid of heaven and earth, and is not afraid of ghosts and gods.
Da Zhuguo walked out of the main Shinto and turned his head to look, the child must be humming that little tune, the ballad of the spring god, the child's mother taught him back then.
Xu Xiao thought of a secret letter that was urgently delivered to the desk at the third watch last night, and hesitated whether to hand over the letter or not.
King Beiliang walked along the trail to the top of Qingliang Mountain, seemingly single, but in fact, there were countless secret whistles all the way, not to mention the carefully selected soldiers in the army, there were only two lines of first-class masters from the realm of the great grandmaster, and there were three close ones.
Xu Xiao thinks that the head of Xiang Shang is still worth some gold, when he was young, he felt that he died on the battlefield, and it didn't hurt to be taken off by the enemy, and the horse leather shroud was also a quick thing, the higher the title, the more it was inevitable to cherish it, this is not simply afraid of death, but Xu Xiao has always insisted on the glory of today, all of which are fought by countless brothers, and went to the underworld too early, and I can't live with those heroic souls who were hastily buried in all parts of the north and south of the river, especially most of these people have families, and they have to be taken care of by him to rest assured.
The wealthy family is no different from the dynasty, it is not easy to fight and defend, Xu Xiao has seen many family owners who died young due to exhaustion.
He walked into the Yellow Crane Tower, a little deserted and gloomy, climbed to the top of the mountain and then climbed to the top of the building, just like the Xuanhe brilliant life of this king with a different surname, standing still, no bachelor sang all over the railing without illness, just looking at the night view of the city, at the moment two sons and two daughters under his knees, 300,000 iron horsemen under his command, six sons, the masters of the palace are like clouds, there are countless Qingke think tanks, protégés and old officials are all over the court and the opposition, and a trick of dark chess falls to take root in all directions, the so-called gold and jade are rich and rival the country, but so.
Of course, there are also countless political enemies, the little girl surnamed Fan is not just a blind finch who throws herself into the net, but this kind of small role, Xu Xiao is generally too lazy to care, Beiliang's military affairs are busy enough, and there is wolf smoke on the border every few years, but most of them are lit by his own hands. has to deal with the turmoil on the side of the imperial city, and even the affairs of the rivers and lakes have long been ignored.
Xu Xiao rubbed his hands, and accidentally remembered a poem he heard when he was young, but unfortunately he could only remember the fragments, what he saw in the Imperial City, it was blurry, but the last sentence Xu Xiao always remembered: "Fifty years of Hongye, say and listen to the mountain ghosts." ” Xu Xiao, who was standing in the empty corridor of the Yellow Crane Tower, stayed until the east turned white, and then said softly: "Yin, send the letter to Feng Nian, he has already performed the crown salute after all." ” There was no overt response.
Xu Xiao waited patiently for Xu Dongsheng.
Dazhu has twelve elite dead soldiers, with twelve earthly branches as the code name, when the eldest son Xu Fengnian fell to the ground, he began to train another batch of dead soldiers for his descendants, named after Tiangan, but unfortunately only four have been trained so far, in the son's travels, two more and more killed in succession, and the ten people who made up for the first and second C Ding Wu Ji Gengxin Ren Hui are more and more far away.
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Fortunately, the two special chess pieces other than the Tiangan Dead Soldier made Da Zhuguo very satisfied, these oldest children were only twenty-five years old, and the youngest was only twelve years old, these dark piles that cost a lot of financial and material resources to cultivate, maybe martial arts are not as good as a first-class master for the time being, but when it comes to killing people, they are not bad at all, and they can kill people to save people, Xu Xiao is more sure of this than anyone else.
When Xu Xiao went downstairs, he asked, "Ugly."
Yuan Zuozong can convince my son, then Chen Zhibao" In the shadows, there was a hoarse voice like a blunt knife grinding stone, "Back to the lord, I can't." ” Xu Xiao rubbed his temples and smiled, "If this king is not mistaken, in the battle of Princess Luoyang's tomb, Chen Zhibao saved your life, such a friendship, you don't know how to fight a round for him, you are not afraid that he will die violently today."
Silent.
Loyalty, filial piety.
In Beiliang, this order cannot be messed up.
Whoever messes up dies.
If the "ugly" who is destined to hide behind the scenes forever rounds the field for Chen Zhibao, it is nothing more than a trivial matter of taking one more life.
Xu Xiao's mind was unpredictable, and he said to himself: "Villain slaughter." ”: