When Flying Fox City first heard that the man surnamed Dong was going to close the city, he couldn't wait to go to this dead fat man to cut off the meat, but the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and it didn't take long for the city to reopen.
Xu Fengnian did not rush out of the city, but climbed the city wall and looked at the Hanging Sword Pavilion where there were soldiers holding spears and could not approach from afar, because Tao Manwu was involved with Dong Zhuo too early, and he had already messed up his calculations, and it was naturally inappropriate to leave the city in a hurry, but it was easier to stay in the city with a swollen face and a hard scalp, and it was easier to put the handle with both hands, Xu Xiao wanted to find the old general of the Beiliang Army by himself, so he could only put it aside for the time being.
Xu Fengnian was about to turn around and walk down the city, a sloppy man lying on the wallpile sleeping and basking in the sun muttered a few times, a sideways roll was about to fall off the city wall, fortunately fell into the wall, Xu Fengnian did not help, the drunk man who woke up was not happy for the rest of his life for the first time, but went to carefully stroke the wine gourd hanging on his waist, then he looked up blankly, saw Xu Fengnian who was a stranger, indifferent, the drunkard with a beard on his face leaned against the wall, raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, and hummed a song of the overlord unloading his armor in the cool tone of the north.
Leisurely, a tall but slender servant dressed man trotted up to the city, holding a pot of wine in his hand, seeing Xu Fengnian, he paused when he passed by, and silently filled the old pot of wine gourd with new wine for the master's half-empty wine gourd, the slave was a pitiful cross-eyed, half-drunk and half-awake man took out a dagger with pearls inlaid on the handle from his arms, shaved his beard by himself, squinted at Xu Fengnian while busy, and pointed to the Hanging Sword Pavilion with his free hand, and scolded and said: "Little Housheng, look at it, Lao Tzu brought two swords to Flying Fox City back then, one candle dragon hung in the pavilion, and the other was sold to the city pastor to earn a thousand taels of gold, why do you look at Lao Tzu with the eyes of a drunkard?"
The servant was a mute, and looking at the shape of his master's mouth, he knew that he was going to cause trouble again, so he hurriedly turned around and apologized to Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian smiled, waiting for the drunkard to shave off his beard and squint his eyes carefully, no wonder he could sleep on the roof of the Fengbobo Building for several years when he sold swords and painted, if he was neatly dressed, he must have been a suave man back then.
There must be a demon when things are impermanent, Xu Fengnian's face is the same, and he leisurely looks at this Qinglou champion who can make such a brilliant woman as happy and unforgettable, the drunkard retracted the dagger, sighed I don't live up to Danqing Danqing but mistook me, and poured another sip of soju.
Xu Fengnian was not in the mood to go around in circles, and asked bluntly: "Are you waiting for me?"
The drunkard, who seemed to hear a joke, glanced at the slave and laughed: "The little baby has a big tone, Lao Tzu sleeps comfortably here, and you are almost the same as Lao Tzu." ” Xu Fengnian was a dead horse and a live horse doctor, and said calmly: "Someone wants me to give me a word, even if you can understand it, if you don't understand it, you can treat it as a drunk talk, you can go in and out of the left ear."
Since it's the pawn you brought out, you have to go back and wipe your ass after shitting. ” The man who shaved his beard and was still very good at skin rolled his eyes and said: "You kid has something wrong with his head, when did Lao Tzu shit and didn't wipe his buttocks, get out of luck."
If you don't roll anymore, Lao Tzu's swordsmanship is still there, so he took the candle dragon hanging in the Sword Pavilion casually, and let you see Lord Yama with a sword. ” Xu Fengnian has investigated the flow of qi, the master and servant are not hermits, the drunkard is barely beyond ordinary people, and as for the cross-eyed servant, he is even less than ordinary people, and he can't be on the stage.
Xu Fengnian walked down the city with a smile, took the inferior horse, and left Flying Fox City.
Looking back, there were no drunks, only cross-eyed slaves standing there on their backs.
The drunkard, who had been sitting on the ground against the wall, wiped the stubble on his cheeks, and muttered to himself, but when he saw that there was no talk, he looked up and saw the servant standing silently looking into the distance, and the drunkard laughed at himself: "I forgot that you are deaf and dumb."
Back then, my son was chased and killed by the enemy, ran all the way north, fled to the border, and if I didn't see that you still had some money, I wouldn't be willing to call each other master and servant. ” The drunkard lazily asked, "Why do you want me to sleep in this city today?"
A hoarse voice sounded: "Even a waste person like me senses that a sword qi is approaching.
Beimang has such a sword realm swordsman, presumably it should be a figure like the master of the chess sword and the Yuefu Mansion. ” The drunkard was so frightened that his hands and feet trembled, and he asked, "Can you speak?"
The slender servant still looked into the distance, stretched out his hand to stroke his face, and said indifferently: "It's just a self-sealing trick, which is the best dry sword method of my Wu family.
The ancestor of my Wu family once broke ten thousand horses with nine swords, and there were four broken swords left in Beimang, so I wanted to come here to take a look.
Otherwise, with your unpopular swordsmanship, how can you pick up a fish worm and a candle dragon, your famous sword is copper coins, and you can pick up several of them when you go to the downtown area."
The drunkard said in a trembling voice: "Who the hell are you?"
The servant's nails were carved on his face, oozing blood, and he seemed to be disgusted with this face, and said slowly: "The withered sword is ruthless, Wu Su is contaminated with love, even under the guise of entering the world, the sword intent is not pure, and the land immortal she was in the palace back then was just a pseudo-realm, but it was just a mirror."
Otherwise, how will it fall into the root of the disease?
” "Princess of Beiliang" "My sister.
Biological sister.
However, I have never been close to her since I was a child, and the relationship is not as good as that between her and Mrs.
Deng who lived on Sword Mountain back then.
Just like me and Chen Zhibao, far better than His Royal Highness the Prince of the Prince, who is close to his nephew, but no matter how close they are, the blood relationship cannot be denied.
I have been waiting for the general all these years, and I never thought that it would be my nephew who came to Flying Fox City, the general, the general, and the reason with affection, but don't you know that I Wu Qi is the most ruthless and unreasonable in this life, how do you know that Chen Zhibao has never looked for me late. ” "You, don't kill me, I won't say anything" "Count the merry streams, and they all die from the merry streams."
On this day, Zhuang Yuanlang was drunk and hung in the Sword Pavilion, and the Qinglou in the city was full of grief, and together they funded the burial of this legendary man who made countless girls' hearts sprout.
Those who have grown up with their children are quietly sad.
To the north of Beiliang is Beimang, and Beiliang is desolate and not cool.
Now in the past few years, the Liang reckless war has not been magnificent, most of them are some small groups of rangers in short combat, Beiliang crossbowmen have become the most coveted troops, can cut off a few heads and hang them on the side of the saddle to return to the camp, the old pawns will also have hot eyes when they see it, not to mention those new pawns who are full of enthusiasm.
This is a real feat, it can't be faked, those gentlemen on the border of the Eastern Front may also do the bad act of killing ordinary people and pretending to be the Northern Mang barbarians, the military law of Beiliang is severe, and they will never dare to do so.
On this day, a team of crossbowmen in Beiliang went deep into the head of Ma Ao, and met with more than 20 Jiaojian columns in Beimanggusai on a narrow road, a fight, mutual damage, and after checking the body, only to know that it was the crow fence under the command of Dong Zhuo, so that the ordinary crossbowman Li Hanlin, who was covered with blood, was not only happy, but also a little afraid, the Beiliang military system of ten troops and fifty people made a standard, and could be the upstream crossbow standard, compared to the general military generals and colonels who were also qualified to be arrogant, Li Hanlin's standard commander was an old and dignified burly man, wearing light armor, and superb equestrian skills, Drawing the bow and three stones are outstanding, not to mention, you can also shoot with both hands with the bow, but the only problem is that the calm temperament, when you see the Beimang people, your eyes are red, you have committed a lot of military discipline, and you have been demoted several times, otherwise you would have become a general, taciturn, but every time his subordinates mention the deeds of him being whipped by the general, the middle-aged man will grin, and the crossbowmen of Li Hanlin know that this is the weakness of the standard chief, and if he makes a mistake, as long as he talks about this, the standard commander will be happy and soft-hearted.
Li Hanlin, whose arm was cut open and a large deep bone wound was visible, rode on the horse, and the head of a Beimang fence was tied to the side of his buttocks, and blood flowed on the side of the horse's back.
In this small-scale battle, their own side killed three people, all annihilated the other party, three robes and corpses were hung on the back of the standard commander and two deputy standard commanders on the horseback, this is the iron law that the army can not move, the horse leather shroud in the Beiliang battlefield is returned, the heaviest one is also on the word, as long as the living have a breath of air, under the premise of not delaying major military affairs, they must return with the dead robe.
Li Hanlin glanced at the recruit next to him, and was impressed, this guy's name is Lu Dou, he is a strange-looking heavy pupil, not long after entering their standard, there are three crow fence heads hanging on horseback, you can imagine how fierce the combat power is, the crossbowmen led by Li Hanlin originally didn't like this bad-tempered pawn, but this time he killed the enemy side by side, and the one behind him who even beat and scolded Lu Dou Li Yue twisted and confessed his mistake, this father surnamed Li is a military general from Beiliang Cong, In the whole Beiliang, don't just don't meet the first-class son, it can be regarded as a sideways goods, the father and uncle of the family, and then push up a generation, are illiterate in big characters, when he was born, he made a lot of trouble for the name, and invited countless celebrities and Confucian students to feel dissatisfied, disgusted, and then the old man in the family slapped his thigh, saying that he was born in October and was fucking called October, so that the entire illiterate family had no objections, so that those who helped to name the scholars were slandered.
Li Hanlin's standard crossbowmen, most of them are generals like Li October, but most of them are not as prominent as Li October, but they don't talk about the glory of their parents' family lineage, Li October has become an isolated outlier, very unpleasant, the Shu Baiding's land bucket entered the standard, and there was a conflict with Li October on the same day, Li Hanlin and these people were all cold-eyed and did not take sides, seeing Lu Dou's posture of not fighting back and scolding and not returning the mouth, they were all a little white-eyed, thinking that no matter how bad your kid is, he can become a crossbowman with some backbone.
Unexpectedly, this time the real knife and real gun and the long-known fierce crow fence caught and killed, Lu Dou's stuffy gourd slaughtered three without saying a word, and also blocked an arrow for Li October, Li October, who is actually not much of a bad heart, is really convinced, in this way, Li Hanlin also looked down on Li October, although this guy still has some residual habits, but it is not excessive, compared to those descendants of the Beiliang generals who dare not even enter the Beiliang army, let alone become a crossbowman, it is really a thousand times more profitable, At this time, Li Hanlin was gaging with the crossbowman, saying that he always fought with his brothers at home when he was a child, and his father heard the truth that a person has a lot of strength from somewhere, and wanted him to fold chopsticks.
Li Hanlin listened to Li October's sentence that asking Lao Tzu to study was more uncomfortable than being knifed, he felt funny, and felt the same way, and his mood became more and more comfortable.
Li Yue rushed from behind, grinning and said, "Brother Hanlin, borrow the head of a barbarian when you enter the city, and if you can't do it, you will make me majestic." ” Li Hanlin scolded with a smile: "Go and borrow it from Lu Dou, that kid cut three, Lao Tzu only has one, what should I do if I borrow you?"
Li October said helplessly: "I bowed my head to admit my mistake with him, and I didn't have the cheekiness to borrow it."
Besides, our brothers are both surnamed Li, and they were a family five hundred years ago. ” Li Hanlin shouted to go, turned his head and laughed loudly: "Lu Dou, Li October said that he wanted to borrow a reckless man's head from you to shake his majesty, whether to borrow it or not" Lu Dou said calmly: "Don't borrow one." ” Li October had a bitter face, and even the chief and deputy chief laughed.
Lu Dou tugged at the corners of his mouth and said indifferently: "Borrow two from you."
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Li Shiyue turned back, eager to hug this cold-faced but warm-hearted guy, "Lu Dou, you are my brother when you turn around, when you arrive in Lingzhou, I will take you to all the kilns" Li Hanlin quipped: "What's the matter of visiting the kiln, don't you have a sister who is always praised by you as a sinking fish and a goose, just recognize this brother-in-law, don't say borrowing two barbarian heads in the future, borrowing two hundred is all right." ” Li Shiyue said arrogantly: "Cheng, Lu Dou, or this matter will be decided."
Lu Dou rolled his eyes unceremoniously and said: "Get out of your balls, just your cold appearance, where can your sister see well." ” Li Shiyue, who didn't look crooked at all, was suddenly depressed, and caused a burst of hearty laughter.
Biao Changfa said: "A bunch of rabbit cubs, and still have the strength to pull calves here, I don't know how to turn around and sprinkle the strength on the belly of the girls Lao Tzu saw that you were not bad this trip, and when I returned to the city, I cheekily begged General Zhao for a leave, so that you could be happy, but it would only take a day or two to die, who dared to arrive at the barracks late for a moment, Lao Tzu personally took the whip to serve you." ” Li Hanlin came to the standard commander and said softly: "Standard commander, I have agreed with Hong Jin, we will each send a barbarian head to the three brothers for military merits, and as for the reward, all of them will be distributed to their families." ” The standard chief frowned and said: "It is a felony to give away military merits without permission.
Li Hanlin, I know that your kid's background is not ordinary, and his life experience is not worse than Li Yue's, but if this matter is known by the superiors, military law is like a mountain, and happy events will become disasters, you really dare" Li Hanlin said with a hippie smile: "The standard commander dared to stab to death the Beimang general who surrendered after the defeat, how heroic, a few of us are the pawns you brought out, why don't you dare" The standard chief scolded the mantra to get out, smiled with relief, and said: "Don't mix with the few of you, I have already agreed with the two deputy standards, and this matter is not your share."
Now you just have to kill the enemy with peace of mind and accumulate military merits, and if you enter our standard, Lao Tzu and the two deputy standards will have no reason to treat every brother badly. ” In the Northern Liang Army.
One day, a brother.
Wudang Mountain, the morning bell rings.
Eighty-one peaks towards the top of the big peak, the square in front of the main peak Taoist temple, when the young uncle became the head of the teaching, he led the practice of boxing, but now the head of the teaching, whether it is flying or military liberation, is no longer alive, and another person comes to boxing, but he is just as young.
Li Yuaxe, who is only a generation lower than Hong Zhangjiao but is younger.
The peak was full of smoke, and hundreds of Wudang Taoist priests walked together, their robes fluttering, and the wind was surging.
The one hundred and eight styles created by the young master were simplified to seventy-two styles by the little uncle Li Yuaxe, not only did they lose the essence of the Great Dao, but they became more and more yin and yang mellow, and they were just Taoist children who had just gone up the mountain, and they could finish the fight without any difficulty.
After Wudang closed the mountain, only pilgrims are allowed to enter the mountain to burn incense, Taoist temples on the mountain, regardless of the height of the peak, the Taoist priests on the mountain, regardless of the seniority, as long as they are willing, every morning the bell rings, dusk and dusk drums, you can follow Li Yuaxe twice to practice boxing together, those who arrive early stand in the front row to defecate, such as the old Taoist priests such as the ancestor Song Zhiming Yu Xingrui, if it is sooner or later, they will stand in the back row to fight boxing at will, naturally.
Regardless of the wind and rain, the peak practice boxing does not stop all day long.
After practicing boxing, Li Yuaxe and some young Taoist priests patiently solved their doubts, and the master Yu Xingrui, who had been waiting quietly, walked to the Little Lotus Peak, and came to the vicinity of the Turtle Camel Monument. ” Li Yuaxe put his hands on the cuffs of his robe, and said with a smile: "When Uncle Xiao taught me this set of boxing techniques, he had already made it clear that he would transfer Lu Zu's relics to Qi Xianxia of Longhu Mountain, and he also asked me if there was any obstacle in my heart, and the jade axe did not dare to deceive, so I was a little unconvinced to tell the truth.
Uncle Xiao said that it was good to be unconvinced, and in the future, as long as he surpassed Uncle Xiao Wang, he could go to Qi Xianxia to ask for it.
However, I told the master in advance that I would practice the sword halfway and return to the sword practice, and if there was no climate in the future, the master would not laugh at it. ” Yu Xingrui walked to the edge of the cliff, stepped on the soft soil, and said with a smile: "If you can't practice the sword, you won't be allowed to laugh at you A few of our old guys, except for the senior brother who cultivated the rhubarb court and Wang Xiaoping, who practiced the closed-mouth sword, the rest are not very productive, the only fun is to laugh at your little uncle, hey, we found out and peeked, so I went to laugh and scold and ridicule, hey, I rode the green ox and took a nap, so I scolded a few big words, I thought about the red clothes in my youth, let's laugh and mock a few words, Hey, it's not good to go down the mountain today, our old man, we can't help laughing again, in fact, the more I and your uncles, the more I feel that it's good not to go down the mountain, and become the first person in the world to go down the mountain, but in the end, your little uncle still went down the mountain after all. ” Yu Xingrui was full of emotion, and said in a low voice: "Riding a bull to read Taoist books, peach wood to row waterfalls, watching the clouds rise and fall between the peaks, go with the flow, this should be your little uncle's way of heaven."
But he rode a crane down the country, slashed his luck with a sword, and also dissolved himself to let a woman fly, so how could he go with the flow If I was there at the time, I would have to hold his ear and scold him.
We old men don't regret that Wudang is not happy, but we are distressed. ” Li Yuaxe muttered: "The white-haired person sends the black-haired person." ” Yu Xingrui sighed heavily and said with a smile: "So don't toss anymore, you kid, don't have any burden."
In charge of the matter of the junior brother, don't look at the few junior uncles who have shown a light breeze these days, I guess they are in a daze when they eat, and it is a shame that my junior brother Wang is not on the mountain, otherwise there is a chance that he will take action to stop the flying sword of the elephant from opening the heavens.
And your Uncle Song, I can't calm down to refine the pill this year, and I'm so worried. ” Li Yuaxe asked softly: "Uncle Master is both the reincarnation of Lu Zu and the reincarnation of Qi Xuanjiao."
Yu Xingrui smiled, "It's probably true, whatever." ” Yu Xingrui patted the shoulder of the apprentice who personally led Wudang Mountain from the East China Sea, and said softly: "You kid is in charge of the teacher's temperament, and it is a great blessing to be able to eat and sleep." ” Li Yuaxe scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "In the past, His Royal Highness the prince went up the mountain, and the uncle in charge was still able to suppress this son, I'm afraid I will only be beaten." ” Yu Xingrui laughed and said: "Don't listen to those little Taoist boys bragging, your uncle was beaten and scolded by His Royal Highness the prince back then, when the prince went up the mountain to practice the knife, your uncle was not less angry, but it was only thanks to him that he could have fun in the bitterness, and a few of us were gloating." ” Li Yuaxe was stunned.
Yu Xingrui pointed to the scenery outside the peak, and said with a sincere smile: "The master brother is the celestial phenomenon that he entered here, and he is also the land immortal who entered here.
It's just a one-step process. ” Li Yuaxe came back to his senses, was fascinated, and said softly: "It seems to be a step, but it is already ten million steps." ” Yu Xingrui nodded with satisfaction: "That's right."
When you are bent on seeking the Tao, you don't know how many steps you have to take and forget yourself before you have the opportunity to enter the avenue in one step.
As for how to forget oneself, Master is pedantic and rigid, has poor understanding, and does not dare to mislead people's children, but at least he knows a little bit that he works hard every day, but he does not forget to calculate how many steps he has taken, and he is by no means walking on the avenue.
This is also the place where the little junior brother is wiser than several of us, I don't seek the Tao, the Tao comes naturally. ” Li Yuaxe nodded and said, "The Tao is not the Tao."
Wonderful. ” Yu Xingrui slowly left the top of the Little Lotus Peak, glanced back at the apprentice who was smiling and talking to the lying green cow, and smiled knowingly.
Since the little junior brother is Lu Zu, there is a last word that is equivalent to Lu Zu's own words.
Wudang is prosperous, when Xing is in the jade axe.
Jing'an Palace.
It is said that Princess Pei was devoted to Zen meditation and did not show up for a long time, and the already deserted palace became more and more desolate.
The sky was cloudy but not rainy, cold but not cold, as if a woman wanted to talk and rest.
Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, who was half in the capital and half in Xiangfan, sat under the eaves of the Buddha hall and gently twisted a string of agarwood Buddha beads wrapped around his hands.
Only one person sat opposite the great vassal king, who had risen and fallen in honor and disgrace.
It is the young blind pianist, Lu Xu, who stabbed himself in both eyes and was out of the official career, scholarly family, his parents were all great Confucians in the world, but because he wrote the history of Western Chu with a straight pen, he was exploited by the younger generation, was convicted by the imperial court, and was depressed for ten years, played the piano for a famous prostitute in Qinglou to make a living, and gambled chess in Yongzi Lane for ten years to make a living, Thousands of carp fought for their heads to break the blood, in the end, only a few of them could skip the Longmen Lu Xu's guilty body, and they could be added by Zhao Hengqing, the king of Jing'an, which was really unreasonable and unexpected.
Zhao Heng closed his eyes, turned the rosary of the tethered horse, and asked indifferently: "Lu Xu, do you know why you didn't let you enter Beijing with Xun'er." ” The blind young man shook his head and said, "I don't know." ” King Jing'an opened his eyes, looked at the gray sky, and said with a smile: "These days, you have been incognito and made various officials around, have you ever complained?"
Lu Xu shook his head and smiled: "Lu Xu is very content. ” Zhao Heng glanced at the young scholar, "You have two and thirteen strategies in a row, determined to settle the affairs of the world for the king, the first to establish a prince, the temple calculation and the cutting of the domain, Xun'er was trembling and was forced by me to take him to the capital to face life, which caused Long Yan to be angry."
The second sparse has a total of ten strategies, only talking about the strategy of using troops against Beimang, one talks about the two surnames of Beimang and the two dynasties in the north and south, the second predicts the intention of dividing the troops in Beimang, the third says that the enemy attack should respond, the fourth is to prepare horses on the border, the fifth is to dispatch troops, the sixth is to say two Liao, seven is pro, eight is fed, nine is collected in Longjiao Prefecture, and ten is destroyed in Beimang.
Long Yan was furious again, but Xun'er sent a secret letter back to Xiangfan, but said that even Zhang Julu and Gu Jiantang attached great importance to it, and even the old Western Chu old lady who had never liked to praise people said a few good words in the court.
Gu Jiantang is very fond of the ninth policy of collecting Longjiao Prefecture, and Sun Xiji, who is in charge of the subordinate province, accepts the two and thirteen strategies in its entirety, praising the two sparse and one out, they are all ashamed of themselves and call my impostor Xun'er a great talent who has helped the people in the world, and he is not inferior to Zhang Shoufu at all.
Zhang Julu was not angry at all, and his smile was not only not to lose, but it was already difficult for him to match.
This suppressed the anger on the face of His Majesty the Emperor, in fact, the king is clear, these two and thirteen strategies, except for the matter of establishing the prince at the head, he is really angry, and the other twelve strategies, especially the one strategy of cutting the domain, simply said to his heart, for this brother, this king really knows too well. ” The blind man said softly: "Lu Xu's original intention was to hand over these two hundred and thirteen strategies in a few years, when the dust of the seventh war between the two dynasties has settled. ” Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, stopped the rosary and turned.
Lu Xu bowed his head a few points.
Zhao Heng said with a smile: "You are a well-deserved smart person, there are countless fools who have died in the hands of this king, and in this life, you and a young man will press the rosary before killing someone."
But don't worry, I'm reluctant to kill you, kill you, and half of the Jing'an Mansion will collapse.
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My murderous intent this time is just due to my gloomy habits, not really murderous intent.
This king can't wait for the end of the seventh war, I'm afraid that I will lose the bet, Lu Xu, you have a clear mind, can you guess the meaning of this king's words?"
Lu Xu gritted his teeth, got up and knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "If our army is defeated, the thirteen strategies can still make the Jing'an Palace's profits, but if it wins, it will become two pieces of waste paper."
In this way, there is no possibility that His Royal Highness will be hereditary."
Zhao Heng laughed and said, "Get up and speak." ” Lu Xu got up and sat down again.
Zhao Heng said softly: "This king's gambling luck has always been bad, and he lost the world in that big gamble back then."
That's why Xun'er hastened to promote Beijing, which is only a small bet, and they all say that the small bet is pleasant, and they think they should be able to win the bet. ” Lu Xu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Zhao Heng continued to turn the rosary and said with a smile: "I thought of it, yes, if this king does not die, or slowly dies of old age, this gamble, it is useless for me Zhao Heng to win the bet, Xun'er will not become the king of Jing'an, and he will still only be reduced by one rank, and the king of the vassal will be reduced to the prince of the country." ” Lu Xu knelt down again. indirectly forced to kill a vassal king who had no disease or disaster, is it fun that the little staff member Lu Xu has a few lives Zhao Heng got up and said: "Don't kneel, this king actually only wants one person to kneel in front of him in this life, you and I know who he is, of course it won't be you Lu Xu." ” King Jing'an personally supported the blind young man who was a Qingke in the house, and said with a pleasant smile: "Back then, that person relied on Xun Ping, a scholar who could be called a peerless national scholar, to have today's situation, and our father and son have you, so it must not be much worse."
Let's go, you have seen the glamour of the Jing'an Palace, and this king will take you to see some filth. ” Lu Xu was taken to the door of a quiet private house in the city by Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, who was out of the palace in micro-service, and when he got out of the carriage, he vaguely saw a wry smile on the lips of King Jing'an, who was the most civil and military among the seven feudal kings.
Gently push the door in.
The small courtyard is full of orchids, and a woman is lazily leaning against the wooden fence under the eaves.
When Lu Xu saw the side face, he was stunned for a moment, and then confirmed that she was not Pei Nanwei, the princess of Jing'an, and was a little shocked by the great rebellion of the prince Zhao Xun.
Rich and noble like His Royal Highness, the golden house is delicate, it is a very common thing, that is, with the princess of the world, raising a stunner, no one will regard it as a rebellious thing, but when this woman is too similar to the princess, it is a little appalling.
Lu Xu immediately understood why Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, would say something dirty, looking at his nose and nose, and then looking at the beautiful woman who was stunned.
The woman finally woke up and saw Zhao Heng, who was seven or eight points similar to Zhao Heng, the son of the world, and immediately knelt down, her delicate body trembled, and she couldn't even say a word.
Zhao Heng slowly walked to her side, reached out to hold a string of wind chimes under the eaves, and remained silent.
The woman burst into tears, trembled for a long time, raised her head, bit her lip, blood was scarlet, and said: "The slave is not afraid of death, but I beg King Jing'an not to punish His Royal Highness." ” Zhao Heng let go of the wind chime, flicked it lightly, ding-dong, did not look down to look at the woman who was prostrate on the floor, and sneered softly: "Are you worthy to talk to this king?"
The woman hung her head and burst into tears.
King Jing'an listened to the sound of wind chimes and said slowly: "From the first day you stepped into the courtyard, this king already knew, but this ugly thing is nothing to this king, Xun'er has not crossed the bottom line." ” The woman trembled like a delicate orchid in the wind and rain.
Zhao Heng continued: "Now for Xun'er, you want to die, are you willing?"
King Jing'an and Lu Xu walked out of the courtyard.
Before Zhao Heng got into the carriage, he paused and laughed softly: "This king treats you as a national soldier." ” Lu Xu, who didn't speak, bent down and shook it to the end.
The woman waited for the sound of the door closing to reach her ears, wiped away her tears, went to the jewelry box and picked out a pearl hairpin given by Zhao Xun, came to the eaves, and lay on the floor with him, looking up at the string of wind chimes.
Before the hairpin pierced her neck, she said poignantly and softly, "Xun." ” When Zhao Xun, the son of King Jing'an, was in the capital, there was a news that shook the world like Ershu and Thirteen Strategies: Zhao Heng, King of Jing'an, died of a stubborn disease.
Princess Pei Nanwei of Jing'an committed suicide by martyrdom.
The news reached the capital, and it was rumored that the prince Zhao Xun vomited blood and fainted.
On that day, Long was mighty.
The Son of Heaven decreed that Zhao Xun would hereditarily replace King Jing'an.
The second of the seven feudal kings to be granted hereditary succession was the first to become a feudal king.
After Zhao Xun thanked His Majesty the Emperor in the palace, he quickly returned to Xiangfan City, and after seeing Lu Xu, he wore linen and filial piety.
In the dead of night, Zhao Xun, who was about to become the new vassal king of the imperial dynasty, sat alone in the mourning hall, throwing handfuls of yellow paper into the brazier with an expressionless face.
After the end of filial piety, in the house let the maid serve and put on the python robe of the vassal king, Zhao Xun, who was already the king of Jing'an, waved away, stood in the room, grabbed his face with ten fingers, twisted and hideous, as if crying but not crying, like laughing but not laughing.
Covering his face and lowering his head with tears in his eyes.
If someone is watching, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has an incomprehensible expression at this moment.
It's a pity that a dignitary like the upstart Lu Xu can only stand outside the door, not to mention that he is still blind.
Zhao Xun, the king of Jing'an in the house.
Hiding his face and crying, the corners of his mouth are curled.
Capital.
When a woman marries into the emperor's family, no matter what status you used to have, you will be involuntarily killed.
When Yan Dongwu saw his younger brother Yan Chiji and Kong Wuzhi visiting together, no matter how bad his mood was, he was in a better mood, and he married the elegant and introverted fourth prince, although this noble husband of the emperor's son was a little demoralized and obsessed with poetry, painting and musical instruments, but for women, it was already a splashing wealth that could not be complained about in the slightest.
After the two became husband and wife, they respected each other like guests, and Yan Dongwu didn't know what reason he had to be unhappy, so the housekeeper and maidservant, every time he saw the princess, he always felt close and kind, and secretly praised that he was worthy of being a lady, and the original mustard about the heroine's background in Beiliang was swept away.
Yan Dongwu has poems and books in his belly, obviously the four princes are also very satisfied with this marriage, in the past, with the group of fox friends who are often the descendants of the second and third grades, there is also a lot less socializing, today is with Yan Dongwu received the brother-in-law Yan Chiji and the famous Kong Wu idiot in the capital, the four princes have always been known for not having a shelf, and today's hospitality of two peers is enough to give face, personally serve tea and water, and the nerdy brother-in-law is even more playful and funny, especially rare is not to find fault with the politeness, took the initiative to find an excuse to resign, leaving the princess to chat privately with the two.
After the family moved to the capital, he talked with the sturdy but simple-hearted Kong Wuzhi a few times, and he was a little annoying, especially his younger brother was not on the right path with the gang of sons and brothers in the capital at first, and often suffered a secret loss, all of them were Kong Wu, who had a close relationship with the second prince, and led people to find the field, plus the Yan Kong family are rare scholarly families in Beiliang, and it is inevitable to help each other when they arrive in the capital where xenophobia is serious.
Yan Dongwu and his younger brother said some considerate words, saying some simple truths that when you are on an errand in the yamen of the capital, you have to be delicate and clear, Kong Wu doesn't say much, but he just sits on the side and is stupid.
From beginning to end, none of the three mentioned that name.
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Leaving the rich and magnificent mansion, it is still the four princes who are courteous to the door, with a beginning and an end.
Yan Chiji and Kong Wuzhi got into the carriage together, and Kong Wuzhi asked innocently: "Yan eats chicken, your sister still seems to hate our Royal Highness, and you don't want to mention it." ” Yan Chiji's face was gloomy, and he said softly, "None of this matters now. ” Kong Wuzhi said bluntly: "Hey, I used to think that Brother Feng could become your brother-in-law, but at that time, I regretted that I didn't have a sister every day, and I was jealous of you." ” After a period of public practice, Yan Chiji, whose scholarly spirit was gradually grinding off his edges and corners, changed the topic and said with a wry smile: "I heard that Hanlin went to the Beiliang Army, this guy really likes to do stupid things. ” Kong Wu said unhappily: "This is a stupid thing, you don't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, it's still a master."
Yan Chiji glared.
Kong Wu pouted and muttered, "You're not a gentleman." ” Yan Chiji kicked it.
Kong Wu, who was not afraid of pain, didn't even bother to shoot, looked out the window, and sighed: "I really miss Brother Feng, no matter how much green ant wine you drink, it doesn't work, I just feel boring, it's not the taste of the year at all." ” Yan Chiji said helplessly: "You are a man."
Kong Wuzhi put his arms around Yan Chiji's neck and made trouble.
In the house, everyone knew that the princess had raised a precious parrot with a clumsy tongue and hung it on the study window.
Yan Dongwu stood at the window, and only dared to talk to the parrot about his thoughts.
The fourth prince saw this scene in the corridor from afar, leaning against the pillars, his hands folded on the back of his head, and talking to himself.
This dynasty follows the ancient law of the previous dynasty, and the senior officials of the three provinces under the Zhongshu Shangshu Sect must take turns to stay overnight in their respective headquarters, except for the old Western Chu old master Sun Xiji, who is no exception, today's first assistant Zhang Julu took the straight book in the hands of a direct order official in the straight hall, took it away after signing on the top, and returned it early the next morning.
Before the powerful blue-eyed man became the first assistant, the central ministers were all on duty at night, and very few second-class ministers really followed, especially those who were noble and noble, and they were rarely present, and the officials in charge of the straight and thin never dared to talk more, but after Zhang Julu took power, after the first night of duty expelled several Huangmenlang from the court, no one dared to be lazy and slack.
With the Sifang Haiyan Qingping of the Dynasty, this has the reputation of the world in the middle of the night.
On duty tonight, after Zhang Julu dealt with a few urgent government affairs, he and an old friend who happened to be on duty and went out of the same door, Guozijian Zuo Sacrifice Wine Huan Wen cooked wine around the stove together, Zhang Julu is not good at drinking, in the hearts of the people who read in the world, Huan Wen, who has a high status as a sacrificial wine in the Shangyin School Palace, is no wine and no joy, even His Majesty the Emperor has exceptionally allowed Huan Wen to drink at night, but he clearly said that he should not get drunk.
Guozijian Zuo Xijiu is an elegant old man with a clear appearance, and quipped: "The blue-eyed old man has a good complexion."
Why, His Royal Highness Zhao Xun, the prince of Jing'an, asked a master to ghostwrite the two and thirteen strategies, which you really regarded as a good medicine to save the world."
Zhang Shoufu squinted his eyes and said: "Poison is like honey, good medicine is bitter, these thirteen strategies, once implemented, can at least make most of the court officials complain, and even the military has to break their muscles and bones, do you think I can be uncomfortable?"
Huan Wen stretched out his finger and pointed to his best friend who was only under one person, and scolded: "The first is to sparse the temple and calculate a strategy, even the Guozijian insinuated and scolded, saying that we are all a group of useless scholars who stand and talk without backache and do not know the suffering of the people, and can only read dead books and read fame."
I'm okay, anyway, I'm thick-skinned and I'm not afraid of being spit on, and the newly appointed Song You's sacrificial wine will be angry. ” Zhang Julu sneered: "That literary giant who writes well, fortunately he just went to your Guozijian, and now he still has a smiling face when he sees him, if I go to Zhongshu Province or Menxia Province, I still have to worry about it, and I can't escape from becoming a political enemy with him." ” Huan Wen smiled and said: "This pair of Song family father and son, but they are known as great writers who want to dominate the literary world for a hundred years, blue-eyed old man, you take it easy, if you are held by them, just wait to be splashed with dirty water after death." ” The blue-eyed and purple-haired Zhang Shoufu bent down and stretched out his hand to bake the fire, and said flatly: "The pen knife and the pen knife are the pen and the knife, and there is no blood in killing, I don't think it is worse than General Gu Jiantang." ” Huan Wen took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes and lowered his voice: "The Qingdang has fallen apart, but the Lu family brothers on Jiangnan Road, one has become the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the other has become the squire of the Ministry of War, the weather is gradually rising, you are not nervous" Zhang Shoufu said indifferently: "What are you doing nervously, I'm only worried about things like drought, flood, and locust plague." ” Huan Wen shook his head and said nothing.
I'm only afraid of natural disasters, not afraid.
The ministers are in power so far, what more can the husband ask for Huishan Guniu Dagang, the two big guest Qing Huang Fangfo and Hong Bi in the main hall personally watched the woman who was the lord of a mountain, one hand on the head of a kneeling on the ground with good internal strength, the man who was still a strong martial artist a moment ago absorbed the qi, not a drop left, after she let go, the Keqing's physique and blood did not change, but the vitality was extinct, the two Keqing who secretly kidnapped this person to help the abuse looked at each other and smiled, full of bitterness and horror, although this scene has been seen many times, but each time her absorption speed is more and more rapid, The faster Keqing died on the mountain, the more frightened they became.
The woman who became the head of the Xuanyuan family smiled and asked, "Uncle Huang, Uncle Hong, this is the first" Huang Fangfo stabilized his mind, and said as calmly as possible: "Thirty-ninth." ” It was Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was brazenly ascending in the turmoil of Daxueping, bent down and looked at the dead corpse, smiling innocently like a girl, and smiling: "Two uncles, don't worry, no matter how femme fatale-hearted Qingfeng is, he will not attack you two friends of my father." ” Huang Fangfo said softly: "I wish Miss to reach the top of the martial arts as soon as possible." ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng retracted his gaze and stretched his waist, not only his face was radiant, but there was also a trace of purple qi visible to the naked eye lingering around his body, and he said lightly: "If my father is alive, he will never be able to say this."
Maybe I will regard my own daughter as a demon who can be killed, and I will not put a jar of my daughter's red cinnamon wine for me every year. ” Huang Fangfo didn't dare to speak again.
Hong Bi clasped his hands on his chest and began to close his eyes to recuperate.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng frowned and asked: "Yuan Tingshan, this guy should not know how to get Xuanyuan Dapan's martial arts experience, and the realm of sword art has skyrocketed, otherwise with his temperament, he will never go to compete with Gu Jiantang."
And our neighbor of Huishan, a young Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, can block the sword of the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a, I compare with these two men, who is higher and who is lower, Lotus Golden Top Buddhism debate, a man surnamed Zhao brought a bald woman, she not only said Zen machine with Li Beware, but also said that she was the second person in the Donkey Kong realm in addition to the white-clothed monk, when will I be comparable to her" Huang Fangfo didn't dare to talk nonsense, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say." ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly smiled: "Don't care about these troubles.
By the way, as the old saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest, and it's not appropriate to always shoot at the guest on the mountain, so I bother the two uncles to go to the rivers and lakes to catch some martial arts people, how about it" Without waiting for Huang Fang Buddha to speak, Hong Bi opened his eyes and bowed down and said, "Hong went down the mountain today." ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng waved his hand, and the barefoot woman walked alone to the place near the cliff on the left side of the empty hall, the mountain wind was howling, and her sleeves were fluttering.
She slowly walked back to the boudoir, appliquéd yellow to the mirror.
After the thrush drew her makeup, she held a bronze mirror in one hand, stretched out her hand to point at the person in the mirror, laughed inexplicably into tears, and said with a smile: "What an ugly woman." ” Beiliang Wangfu quietly lost two women who seemed to be dispensable.
One is Emperor Murong Tong, who wears a godly face, and goes north.
One is Shu Sha, who went south.
And Xu Fengnian, who was single-handed, left Flying Fox City and slowly traveled north alone again.
To be continued: