Meng Fuyao lay awkwardly on Yunhen's chest, and smirked at the "traitor".
Changsun Wuji was expressionless, sinking in the darkness like a wandering dream, met Meng Fuyao's silly smile, and silently raised his eyebrows.
Immediately he opened the door and came over, looked at the ambiguous posture of the two, then at Yun Hen, stretched out his fingers to caress his chest, then glanced at Meng Fuyao, and said: "You are still relying on him, really want him to do it." A muddy nightmare?"
Meng Fuyao had a mournful face, thinking that this person has a unique style of cursing, am I dirt? I am the most beautiful soil in the world... She slowly brushed away Yun Hen's fingers, and as soon as he pulled Yun Hen away, she immediately scratched at the void in panic. The eldest grandson Wuji cut his palm, quickly tapped his acupoints, and immediately carried her to the On one side, he said: "Your Excellency, I also gave someone some soup, wiped off my sweat, and borrowed someone to hug me. Now is it my turn to drink soup?"
Meng Fuyao felt weird when she heard this, but she couldn't refute it. Looking at Changsun Wuji's eyes, there was a smile that was not a smile, and she couldn't see happiness or anger, but she felt that it must be inappropriate. The eldest grandson Wuji felt that it was inappropriate, but she couldn't do it even if she wanted to, so she could only resentfully said: "Drink."
She lazily brought the soup bowl over, and Changsun Wuji tortured her again—"Drink it here? In someone else's house?"
Uncle, why are you so hard to serve? Also, why do you have a sour smell all over your body? How generous! Meng Fuyao was depressed, so she had to carry a jar and follow behind him, watching Changsun Wuji walk slowly towards the garden, the garden was full of acacia flowers, the flowers were like the lips of a young girl, clustered in clusters of pink, smudged and dyed a crimson color, against the background of the white stone The eldest grandson Wuji sat on the tables and chairs, and said: "This place is good, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, and every detail is visible."
Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes—was he insinuating that she and Yun Hen were "alone in a dark room, chaotic and unclear"? Hey, what a stingy man.
Changsun Wuji held his chin to look at her, and suddenly said: "Your Excellency, do you want me to drink soup with my eyes?"
Meng Xiaosi, who was being tossed around by him, had no choice but to add soup, and the soup splashed and pushed him in front of him. The eldest grandson Wuji smiled, looked into the pot, and said: "Look at the amount, anyone can count it." But you forgot to cook for yourself, right?"
Meng Fuyao said angrily: "I am a hard-working cook, and I only have the life of serving the masters to drink soup!"
Changsun Wuji smiled again, took a spoon and slowly scooped up the soup, and suddenly said: "I came to see you just now, I didn't intend to interrupt you."
Meng Fuyao said sadly: "Then why are you being more generous unconsciously, saying 'please continue, I don't see anything', and then walking away in a chic way?"
Changsun Wuji ignored this thick-skinned ruffian, and continued: "It's because... I received news of Feng Jingfan's death."
"Ah!" Meng Fuyao opened his mouth wide.
Changsun Wuji smiled, and immediately fed the spoonful of soup into her mouth, saying: "First reward the most honorable cook in the world."
Meng Fuyao swallowed the soup with a loud voice and an indecent temperament. Seeing the tenderness of others as nothing, she hurriedly grabbed Changsun Wuji's sleeve and said, "Dead? Really killed? Uh... not really right?"
"The letter came that they met rogues vying for territory in Fushan, the border of Tiansha. Feng Jingfan was accidentally shot to death by random arrows." The eldest grandson Wuji drank the soup slowly, with a thoughtful expression in his eyes.
"Where is the fourth prince Feng?"
"Escaped in fright and got separated from my sister. Later, I went back to find my sister's body, but I only found her embroidered shoe on the edge of the cliff."
Meng Fuyao frowned, only then realized that Changsun Wuji's tone was wrong, "Are you saying that there is no corpse?"
"Hmm." Changsun Wuji tapped his fingers on the table and looked to the north, "A change has occurred. The assassination of Feng Jingfan was planned by my subordinate Yinwei himself. They are good at assassination, and they have never missed such missions. Strange phenomenon."
"Um?"
"They lost part of their memory."
"ah?"
The eldest grandson Wuji looked at her in a blink of an eye: "Their memories, from the time when they pretended to be bandits to fight, to pretending to get involved with Feng Jingfan unintentionally, until Feng Jingfan's arrow fell off the cliff, are very clear, but in the period after she fell off the cliff, everything People have blurred memories, and most of them don’t even remember that they have blurred situations. Their memory has a vacuum, and they jumped directly at Fengjingfan Luoya to the victory rendezvous and returned to me. From their point of view, this is a normal , a victorious assassination."
"Then how did you find out that something was wrong?"
"It's my hidden guard leader, because he didn't feel relieved to participate in it himself. He has been with me for the longest time. He has learned some things, and he always feels that something is wrong. He has a habit of watching the time anytime and anywhere. I once specially gave him one. When he checked the time with the gold watch from the Western Regions, he found that for half an hour, they didn't seem to have any movement or memory."
He looked up into the depths of the sky, and the light of a star in the sky reflected his eyes. There was a puzzled and tired expression in his eyes. He thought about the person he discovered in the last round of the real martial arts competition in the Golden Palace that day, and slowly Said: "Perhaps, there is a person I hate her appearance, finally appeared unexpectedly..."
Meng Fuyao turned her head to look at him, and said curiously: "You also have people you hate? I thought you wouldn't have normal emotions in your life."
"If you know how to like it, you know how to hate it. I'm very glad that I finally understood it." Changsun Wuji smiled and looked at her brightly, until Meng Fuyao turned her head away uncomfortably. At the moment of turning her head, she suddenly remembered something and said: " I remember that you have a martial art, which can erase people's memory and control people's mind, don't tell me..."
Changsun Wuji smiled slightly, and said, "Fuyao, sometimes you are really smart."
Meng Fuyao remained silent, and said for a long while: "Changsun Wuji, I've never been a person who likes to find out the truth, so for so long, I have never asked you about your background, and some strange things about you, but you Are you really going to never tell me?"
Changsun Wuji put down the bowl, sat across from her, put his knees together, took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, and said softly: "Fuyao, I've said everything I should tell you, and everything I don't want to tell you , all because, if you find out, it will be harmful rather than beneficial.”
He sighed softly: "I think it's better for me to go to Mount Fu in person..."
"No need to go!"
The distant and peaceful female voice came faintly, swaying like water waves, I don’t know the distance, it seems to be ringing above the head, and it seems to be far away in the sky. Feel.
Changsun Wuji's eyes changed slightly, he suddenly pushed Meng Fuyao away a little, and put his hand on the white stone table.
Immediately, Meng Fuyao saw a crack suddenly appear on the Baishi table.
The crack appeared silently and suddenly, at first it was just a shallow line, like the light and shadow of the moonlight, then it became deeper and bigger, extending forward like a sword, stretching all the way to the direction of Changsun Wuji. To get to that can of Eight Treasure Lotus Seed Soup.
The female voice seemed to be laughing in mid-air, the smile was not funny, but the voice suddenly became a little more enchanting: "Brother, enjoy yourself, I came from a long way, why don't you buy me a bowl?"
Changsun Wuji pointed his finger, and the ever-extending crack stopped suddenly, barely stopping at the edge of the pot. He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Taeyeon, you never eat snacks."
"It doesn't matter if you eat it once in a while. Look at this lotus seed soup. It's such a wonderful product. It can make seniors who don't love the world of mortals and are not greedy for others like you feed me like a mortal child." ?”
In the meandering of the voice, the crack extended a little further.
Changsun Wuji wiped the crack with his finger, and said calmly: "It's just the ordinary taste of fireworks in the world of mortals, it must not be in your eyes, Taeyeon, and it will not spoil your noble appetite that only eats flowers and drinks dew."
"I'm more noble than you, senior brother? The geniuses of the sky come from behind, and even I have always been looked up to." The female voice suddenly became cold again, and the enchantment disappeared, adding a little bit of sarcasm, "You drink, I Can't you drink it?"
Her last word "get" suddenly turned into a crackling sound, and the voice raised like a thunderbolt rushed upwards, and with a sudden sound, the jar burst open.
The pot was cracked, but the soup didn't splash out. Changsun Wuji immediately raised his hand the moment her voice started, and gestured to cover the pot in a vague manner. The pot that was split in two suddenly burst into liquid soup. Received, then quieted down, unexpectedly still maintained the shape just now, not spilling a drop.
Changsun Wuji stared at the soup, bored eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes, he raised his eyes to look at a eaves ahead, and said coldly: "You drink it, you not only drink it, you can get everything I can get, this I told the masters many years ago, so now, you can go."
"Why should I go?" Following the gaze of Changsun Wuji, a small shadow suddenly appeared on the corner of the square room, a mass of pink and white dissolved in the moonlight, looking soft, like A cluster of acacia flowers at night is totally different from the empty or sharp or enchanting or sarcastic mature female voice just now, but the voice is indeed hers, and it is even a little bit harsher, "Changsun Wuji, I hate you the most, as I said before, I don’t want you to let me go, and you don’t deserve to let me go!”
As soon as the voice fell, there was a "bang", the stone table shattered, and stone chips flew all over the sky. Those stone chips fluttered, first slowly, and then rushed like lightning, and gathered a gray-white strand like a long snake, directly hitting the center of Changsun Wuji's eyebrows!
Changsun Wuji stretched out his sleeves, and stretched them out in front of Meng Fuyao first, to prevent her from being hurt by the flying gravel, then stretched out two fingers and cut them, as if cutting seven inches from the snake's body, and silently cut the "Stone Snake" Cut into two pieces.
But the "Stone Snake" broke and divided, unfolded in mid-air with a whistling sound, quickly rearranged in the void and reality, and suddenly turned into a stone fan. The woman raised her hand from afar, and the stone fan suddenly The horizontal fan slapped it obliquely, and slapped the eldest grandson Wuji on the head.
Changsun Wuji swiped with one hand, and the unfinished soup at the bottom of the soup bowl just now turned into a string of crystal jade beads and flew in the air. Those "beads" were connected into a string of Buddha beads at his fingertips, making a sound like real beads. He threw it out, hit the stone fan, and smashed it into a cloud of gray-white dust.
He smiled lightly: "Since I want to drink so much, I'll give you a taste."
Taeyeon snorted coldly, and with a wave of her finger, those whirlwinds of gray and white stone chips turned into butterflies, clouds, trees in the strong wind, and dragons in the deep sea. All of Wuji's vital points were dealt with by his elder grandson Wuji with that bit of soup. He was not like Taeyeon's ever-changing, always the string of pearls of soup, but they were either divided or combined, forming an array, every time. A slight change will bring about infinite variables, and the arrangement and combination of those clicks in the palm of your hand is boundless.
He was still smiling in such a subtle but fierce battle, and said lightly: "Congratulations, junior sister, I said why you suddenly stepped into the world of mortals, it turns out that you have achieved great magic."
"Yes, after you, I became a big success." Taeyeon's voice changed again this time, and she said lightly and disgustedly: "It will always be 'after you'... Changsun Wuji, I think, without you, I would not be There is my 'post', don't you think?"
With a flick of her little finger, with an extremely light gesture, a howling wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and the acacia flowers all over the ground rose up from the ground, whistling and rolled into a huge crimson pestle, and hit Changsun Wuji's chest directly!
"Then, without your 'post', I'm the only one, Taeyeon, don't you think so?" Zhangsun Wuji spoke calmly, and with a flick of his finger, the string of "beads" suddenly condensed into a ball, heavy and translucent, and electric shot Come out and hit the end of the "pestle" straight!
"boom!"
It's hard to imagine that these soft flowers and soup can make such a huge shock, and it's hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful battle in the world—the pestle of flowers all over the sky is smashed hard by the pearl of lotus seed soup, flying out A piece of light purple and bright red, those crimson flowers scattered by the shock, released countless needle-like crimson tentacles, fluttering like the skirt of a beauty scattered in the wind, or the flag of the nine-day fairy, flying in the sky. In the deep black sky and under the jade-white moonlight, the show is gorgeous and flamboyant, and it is shocking in an instant.
Meng Fuyao has been sitting, staring closely at the battle between the fingers of this immobile figure, her blood is boiling with passion for the blurred and dazzling changes. After her "Broken Nine Heavens" reaches the sixth floor, each floor is divided into three levels. To improve level by level, the second level of the sixth level is "Dou Zhuan". She has not yet found the way to practice, but today's battle between Changsun Wuji and his junior sister Taiyan, who came out of nowhere, made her feel like something. Enlightenment.
With her head full of ashes, she stared excitedly at the hands of Changsun Wuji and Taeyeon, thinking desperately among the thousands of changes that occurred in each change, looking for the origin and trajectory of those changes. Subconsciously flicking slightly, imitating such miraculous movements, he didn't notice that Taeyeon's eyes on the roof suddenly turned, and his eyes turned cold.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, Meng Fuyao's cheeks became hot, and he waved his face vigorously, and his whole body leaned back, only then did he hear Taiyan on the roof saying coldly: "How dare you steal the magical arts! Damn it!"
The eldest grandson Wuji turned his head suddenly, his eyes were blazing!
Meng Fuyao supported her body, touched her face, only felt that her face was hot, half of her cheeks were already swollen, and she was furious immediately.
Incite me? How dare you incite me
My old lady has lived two lifetimes and decades, and she hasn't been slapped in the face yet!
If you beat someone without slapping your face, you're looking for death!
She jumped up and rushed forward without saying a word.
But someone was faster than her. The eldest grandson Wuji, who had been sitting upright all this time, suddenly moved. He stretched his body and shot straight at the eaves opposite, passing through the rain of flowers that hadn't stopped. He fell straight down, and Taeyeon who was sitting on top was concentrating on waiting for his move, but unexpectedly he would attack the lower body first, the body fell straight down, turned over quickly in mid-air, and fell on the ground in an extremely light and beautiful posture like catkins and poplar leaves. Landing, snorted coldly and was about to raise his hand to attack, but Changsun Wuji had already landed on the half of the eaves, condescendingly raised his sleeves again, Taeyeon was startled, subconsciously stepped back, and the window lattice on the wall behind him suddenly broke, and the window Falling down creakingly, she had no choice but to swipe forward, and with this swipe, she met Meng Fuyao who was rushing up.
Meng Fuyao stroked his sleeves and rushed up, saw her being forced to his direction, and hurriedly slapped her to greet her, Taeyeon turned her head, and suddenly got behind her, and smiled softly: "You deserve to hit me? "
Before she finished speaking, she felt a purple shadow flashing in front of her eyes, and then "slapped" her face felt hot and her cheeks hurt, it was also a hot slap in the face!
Hearing Changsun Wuji's laughing voice: "If I hit her, it's the same."
"Changsun Wuji, you are so shameless that you join forces with others to attack me!" Taeyeon rubbed her face, and smiled angrily, "Are you ashamed?"
"Since you have learned to sneak attack, why can't I learn to besiege you?" Changsun Wuji looked at her coldly, "Taeyeon, you have been fighting with me for so many years and still refuse to give up, that's up to you, but I warn you, you If you dare to anger others and indiscriminately injure innocent people, then I don't mind killing my fellow disciples with my own hands."
"Changsun Wuji, I also tell you that as long as you are alive, I will fight you endlessly." Taeyeon suddenly smiled enchantingly: "Since I have achieved great feats and the masters have allowed me to re-enter the world of mortals, then I have I spend my days with you, what you want to do, I will destroy; what you want to protect, I will hurt; I want to prove to the masters, who is the real number one!"
She pointed at Meng Fuyao: "For example, today's slap is just a prelude. As long as I feel bad in the future and have time, I will come and slap her at any time."
Meng Fuyao stared at her—this evil... dwarf!
Uh... well, pretty darn gnome.
Taeyeon looks like a child, with a stature of eleven or twelve years old, her face is also pink, and there is still some baby fat. If it weren't for that mature voice and a pair of shining eyes, she would be a pink and tender girl delicate little girl.
All dwarfs are ugly, but she is not. It's just that Meng Fuyao looked at her face and figure, and listened to her changing voice. This is what happened the day after tomorrow.
This Taeyeon seems to have been at odds with Changsun Wuji for a long time, does she think that instigating her Meng Fuyao is the same as inciting Changsun Wuji? Isn't she at a loss
Taeyeon turned a blind eye to Meng Fuyao's surprised gaze, she didn't seem to care that her peculiar appearance was eye-catching, she touched her face, as if trying to pinpoint the outline of the slap on her face, and stared at Changsun Wuji with a sneer.
Changsun Wuji looked at her indifferently, with only impatience and tiredness in his eyes, he seemed too lazy to argue with Taeyeon, he only blocked Meng Fuyao intentionally or unintentionally, Master Yuan Bao who had been sleeping in his arms suddenly poked his head out and stared at her in astonishment. After looking at Taeyeon for a few times, she was shocked; "Squeak!"
"Squeak!"
This sound was not made by Mrs. Yuan Bao. From Taeyeon's sleeve, a rabbit-like mouse that looked exactly like Yuan Bao, even fatter by three points, with black and shiny fur all over the body, crawled out of Taeyeon's sleeve. The mouse saw Yuan Bao twice. Light up, as soon as the claws are closed, it will rush over: "Squeak!"
Master Yuan Bao shrank his head back, and burrowed into the depths of Changsun Wuji's clothes—I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see it...
That black ingot still didn't give up, and it was ready to jump up as soon as it kicked its fat legs-"Squeak! Squeak!" Taeyeon frowned and grabbed the tail and stuffed it back: "Pearl! Give me strength, God It’s not like all the male mice are dead, so we must find the ugliest one!”
Master Yuan Bao was furious, and immediately poked his head out again, complaining tearfully: "Squeak!"
Heizhu immediately also had tears in his eyes, and turned around to scold Taeyeon: "Squeak!"
…
Meng Fuyao even forgot that slap in the face, and broke down in the midst of the squeaks, oh my god, there are so many monsters in the world, and there is actually a black ingot!
Taeyeon finally tucked the black pearl back into her sleeve - she didn't give up after scolding her master, and even started holding her heart with her claws to recite love poems, the creaking noise was inaudible.
She looked at Changsun Wuji with a sneer, glanced at Zong Yue Yunhen and the others who had rushed over after hearing the sound, and turned around without saying a word.
Changsun Wuji looked at her back and suddenly asked, "What about her?"
"Find out if you have the ability, just kill her." Taeyeon smiled, and suddenly approached the eldest grandson Wuji, and whispered in his ear: "My senior brother who has never been seen before or since, I say, you It seems to have regressed..."
She laughed, and without waiting for Zhangsun Wuji to answer, she rolled up her sleeves and stepped up the wall beside her. Every time she took a step, there was a neat footprint on the wall, and she held her hands behind her back like walking on the ground. She walked on the wall, walked up to the roof, and then straddled the air step by step, walking towards the outside of the wall. She walked slowly and steadily, as if she was calmly walking on the ground. The suction of the earth seemed to have no effect on her at all.
On the wall she walked by, bricks and stones fell silently like footprints.
Everyone was gazing at such an extraordinary display of lightness kung fu that was completely out of normal limits and rules, but Meng Fuyao suddenly squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel, raised his hand and threw it out.
"Tell you to show off, tell you to pretend!"
"Snapped-"
The gravel actually hit Taeyeon's vest, and with a bang, traces of pink and white dust bloomed on her back as she was about to step onto the wall. She fell to the top of the wall, trying to balance her body, barely maintained the master demeanor just now, shot a pink-white light shadow in the air, and shot it away.
Meng Fuyao patted her thigh and laughed loudly: "Girl, I knew your lightness kung fu is very dangerous. The old strength is gone and the new strength is the weakest when it is not born. Sure enough, you are timid? Haha." Turning his hand, he touched the fingerprints on his face. , The eyebrows raised again.
"I'm not done with you either!"
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"Changsun Wuji, Changsun Wuji," Meng Fuyao lay down in front of Changsun Wuji, staring at his face with his chin resting on his face, "For the sake of me, the unlucky bastard who got involved with you again, don't you think it's necessary for you to explain yourself? Is this junior sister who jumped out of the rock?"
"Taeyeon is my uncle's daughter, and she has a very competitive temper." Changsun Wuji smiled, pushed her hair back to look at the five fingerprints, and was satisfied when she saw that the five fingerprints had basically faded away: "Before I started, she was a teacher. My child is the one with the best talent and the most valued. Later, I was favored by the master and started to learn art. She gradually hated me, and you have seen it. That's it, she took the opportunity to fight against me."
"What's the matter with her height? Innate?"
"No, it is practiced by the young girls of Shishimen. Taeyeon is too competitive. She has to be the first in small things. Girls' martial arts are harmful to the body. Normally, it is suitable to practice after the age of fifteen. In order to fight for the first She practiced at the age of twelve, but her height and figure remained at that age forever, which is quite pitiful to say the least, but she doesn’t think it, she thinks that women who are taller than her are ugly.”
Meng Fuyao laughed, and said: "Hey, you said she, why did she want to go against you like this?"
She rolled her eyes, thinking, wouldn't this be an alternative way of expressing liking? When I was a child in my previous life, little boys chased little girls to make her cry by pulling her braids.
"You don't know Taeyeon. People who grew up in my teacher's school are unlikely to have worldly desires." Changsun Wuji saw through the little Jiujiu in her heart with a glance, and said with a half-smile: "If there is a person, never On the first day you appeared, you tried to squeeze you away in various ways. When you practiced, she dug traps. When you slept, she released poisonous beasts. When you competed, she inserted a needle in the collar you will wear the next day. You went out to experience, She followed, trying her best to smash your pot—do you think this is liking?"
Meng Fuyao was silent, muttering: "What the hell are you, junior sister? Also, listen to her tone, what is she arguing with you? Changsun Wuji is not talking about you, you are already the lord of a country, what status does the world have?" Can it be higher than you? Let her go, so as not to be so annoying."
"What do you think her temper is willing to give up?" Zhangsun Wuji sighed, and said in a low voice: "This is probably the most helpless and helpless thing in my life, except for you."
Meng Fuyao's eyes rolled around - I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it.
"Go to sleep." Changsun Wuji patted her and said, "If you can't sleep, I don't mind being with you..."
"I'm so sleepy!" Meng Fuyao sprinted back to the room, running faster than a rabbit, leaving the eldest grandson Wuji and Yuan Bao facing each other, and after a while, Master Yuan Bao also let out a long and long sigh.
Ah... Black Pearl, why didn't you lose weight...
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Judging from Taeyeon's tone, it seemed that Feng Jingfan was rescued by her. However, within a few days, the news that shocked Jinghua came. The ruler of Xuanji was very sad because of his death. Although he had many children, he never made a crown prince. It is said that his selfishness belonged to this gentle and generous, well-known Buddha lotus. Now that this happened, That shrew queen of him immediately acted violently in the palace, readying her car to go to Tiansha to settle accounts with Zhan Nancheng, but she was stopped by the lord Xuanji, and the couple still had a big fight in front of the palace gate, the lord There were a few neat blood marks on his face. With the sacrifice of flesh and blood, he suppressed the tigress in his family, and hurriedly wrote a letter condemning Zhan Nancheng, asking him to hand over the murderer. Where can Zhan Nancheng find it? murderer? Instructing Wu County under the jurisdiction of Fushan to investigate the murderer, but there was no return for a long time. Zhan Nancheng frowned and sighed in the palace, just as Meng Fuyao went to pay his respects to him. He made a lot of suggestions for the order of the army. Zhan Nancheng often took her with him when he traveled. At first, he was far away, but later he became less prepared. She often asked her to see her. When she heard it, she smiled and said, "What's the problem? It’s hard to find three-legged toads, but there are many murderers with two legs.” Immediately, he took his own group of guards and rushed hundreds of miles overnight to wipe out several mountain bandits near Fushan.
Then her old man Shi Shiran carried a few heads and threw them in front of the Xuanji envoys who were waiting for news in Pandu. Xun ran out when he couldn't sit still, vomited in a mess while pawing at the wall, Meng Fuyao held his head and chased after him all the way, "Hey, look clearly first, it's important to avenge the princess—" Fourth Prince Feng covered his face with his sleeves, He closed his eyes and turned his head, waved his hand, and said in a mournful voice, "Come on, let's go—"
That's all, who told you not to see clearly.
Meng Fuyao went into the palace to report back to Zhan Nancheng, the two smiled at each other, Zhan Nancheng asked her with flickering eyes: "But what did you do? You and I confess that we know each other frankly, but it's okay to say, I will never tell others."
Meng Fuyao squinted at him and smiled, and said: "Your Majesty, the grass people were still drinking in the restaurant the night the Fushan incident happened, I think His Majesty knew about it, but if possible, the grass people really hope that this matter is done by themselves."
Zhan Nancheng laughed out loud, and felt that he was more intimate with Meng Fuyao, but Meng Fuyao took out another note and showed it to Zhan Nancheng mysteriously: "Your Majesty, you have met a rebel!"
As soon as Zhan Nancheng took it, his expression changed.
On the note was written crookedly: "The blue dragon is in the wild, and the wind is the flag!"
Zhan Nancheng rubbed the note and thumped it on the imperial case, and hurriedly walked around the room with his hands behind his hands, his head bowed in thought, looking over from his half-sagging face, his eyes flickered, his expression was angry, and in his anger, he A little hesitant, thinking about it without saying a word.
Meng Fuyao just didn't know, and asked him innocently and stupidly: "I don't know what the secret word is, it is sung in the four wild villages, has your Majesty heard of it?"
"It's just an arrogant and ignorant idiot," Zhan Nancheng replied, suddenly stopped and looked at her, and said deeply after a long while: "General Meng, since you are worried about being useless in Wuji, you may wish to make contributions to Tiansha. Forging an inexhaustible feat?"
Mommy, you finally asked such a sentence!
Meng Fuyao's eyes filled with tears, but his face was full of frivolous excitement, and he immediately said: "Okay, Cao Min has resigned from Wuji's official position a few days ago, now go to be a soldier under His Majesty's command, it is best Go to the frontier army and start from the small captain, that will be fun!"
"You are so talented, how can I ask you to go to the difficult frontier army to be the chief soldier?" Zhan Nancheng waved his hand, "And take the position of deputy commander in the Royal Flying Leopard Army. Although it is a fourth rank, it is not as good as your original rank. , but if you do well, the future General Dragon and Tiger will be yours!"
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"The humble minister obeys the order!"
In the seventh year of Tiansha's Qianqiu, the flames flowed in July, and the blue dragon rose from the wild.
Zhan Beiye, who had no news for a full month since Pandu's farewell, kept silent, and shook the world when he made a sound.
On July 13th, when they arrived at Ge Ya's battle in Beiye, there was almost no pause. They immediately recalled the subordinate army hidden in the depths of Ge Ya, and together with Bian Hongyu, the deputy general of the Northwest Frontier Army, killed the leader of the frontier army Liu Xie, saying that "the emperor has no way" Raising the flag of rebellion in the name of Tiansha, the vast army of soldiers, hunting the battle flag, swept across the land of Tiansha Northland in an instant.
At the same time, as early as he was still on his way back to Geya, the power cultivated for many years lurking in the market of the ruling and opposition soldiers began to attack by public opinion. Ridiculous slander, the killer who was killed by rabbits and dogs in Changhan Mountain, and Zhan Nancheng treated the hero as a king without virtue, and all kinds of rumors spread all over the sky, and there were even rumors that sounded convincing. The totem of the Zhan family's founding of the country is a gift from the gods, and the ancestors said that under two generations, the Canglong was in the wild, which coincided with the taboo of the Liewang, and the Lord of Destiny is about to be born." Bizarre legends like this are spreading in the sky at the speed of thousands of miles in a blink of an eye. The ground quietly erodes people's sense of royal orthodoxy.
July 15th, under Lecheng.
July 17th, under the clouds and sun.
On July 20, under Kuixi.
On July 24th, Jin Yan, the head of the Taijing Prefecture, volunteered to offer the city when the Canglong Banner rolled close to the city.
On July 26, Jinshui City, the last barrier between the north of Tiansha and the middle land, was broken, and all three thousand soldiers were disarmed.
On July 27th, the capital of Minglun was dedicated to the city.
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On the third day of August, the Canglong army stationed in front of the Tiansha Yijiang River, and the forceful front finally encountered the first large-scale resistance since the uprising. The army looked across the surging river, and the sound of people shouting and neighing could be faintly heard through the mist on the river. The murderous aura condensed into deep black stratus clouds above the river. A big battle was imminent.
On the third day of August, at night, on the bank of the surging river, there was a high rock squatting steeply. On the rock was a man in black and riding a black horse. He was standing still and looking south, and his silhouette was carved like iron under the moonlight.
The river wind roared, and the sky flew across, blowing away his dark black robes, with red ticking lines between them, flashing like flames among the deep river haze.
And a round of bright moon shines alone, shining on his darker eyebrows that are far more than ordinary people, seeing the dust on the clothes, and seeing his eyes gazing at the big city in the center of Tiansha's hinterland, deep and full of longing thoughts.
Fuyao... I used the fastest time of two months to call back to the mainland of Tiansha, to the place closest to you.
are you OK
at this time.
When Lie Wang Beiye invaded and plundered the Seven Kingdoms like a fire, Pandu City faced this rebellion and frequently mobilized troops, horses, food and grass under the non-stop fire. The ups and downs of positions are no longer so conspicuous. For example, a certain arrogant boy who won the leader in the Zhenwu Conference and is famous for his martial arts but no head. Deputy Commander.
On the one hand, there was a huge change that shocked the world, and on the other hand, the appointment of an inconspicuous military position in the government and the public. It seemed that they were completely irrelevant, and no one would think of these two things together.
So no one knows that there is an implicit and inseparable connection between the two, just like the chess game of the four seas is changing rapidly, no one can calculate the final outcome of the future situation of a country from a careless move at this moment.
On the third day of August, night! Stormy city, bright moon and lonely river!
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On the third day of August, the night is full of wind and rain.
Meng Fuyao came back from her new unit, staggered and murmured and walked back, hugging a tree and leaning against the wall with a smirk at the gutter—she bought another drink just now, and the new deputy commander was generous and stupid, people said After a few good words, he smiled and took out money to treat guests. In a few days, he had already invited all his colleagues, and they all became good buddies. If it wasn't for the urgency of the war and fear of offending the emperor, the deputy commander would like to pull all the good buddies out of the battalion. Drinking and whoring girls.
She drank too much tonight, and when she touched a tree, she called a beauty, and when she hit a wall, she called a handsome guy. It was hard for Tiecheng Yao Xun, and she couldn't resist her strength by pulling one by one.
Going back to Meng Fuyao's house needs to pass through a civilian residential area with dense alleys. Meng Fuyao walks through those alleys, counting the shadows that pass by, and suddenly bumps into him at the corner of an alley. one person.
"Oh, beauty!" Meng Fuyao apologized, covering her nose and closing her eyes, "Brother, I didn't mean to bump into your chest..."
"Fuyao—run away!"
The extremely low voice, as soft as a ray of moonlight or wind, suddenly hit Meng Fuyao's ears.
She was startled, and raised her eyes in a dazed way. The man had already passed by her, and it was as fast as a wind that passed by and never stopped, and disappeared in the depths of the alley in a blink of an eye, leaving only a faint The familiar breath, with the taste of sunshine that she used to hang around.
Meng Fuyao's eyes suddenly became darker.
Immediately, she realized that it was a very hot and stuffy night, the weather was about to rain without rain, and there was a faint smoke floating and hovering in the air. around the sky.
And in the sky above, at some point, the dim moonlight had disappeared.
Meng Fuyao jumped up suddenly.
She jumped up, raised her legs, and kicked Yao Xun out first. Yao Xun was caught off guard, and his slender body floated out like a kite.
But failed to cross over.
As the smoke unfolded, the sky darkened and then brightened again, yellowish and light gray smoke rose from all sides, and the brocade curtain covering the sky and the earth fell down.
"Chi-"!