In the fifteenth year of Zhengning in the Wuji Kingdom, winter.
In the south of the Promise, Hongshi Mountain.
The mountain rushes from a very far away, stretches and undulates endlessly on the vast land, and stops abruptly like a knife's edge when it converges on the red stone plain.
That place stopped abruptly and became a section of jagged cliffs, which cut the wind to pieces. Looking from the bottom of the high cliffs, the majestic city can be seen far away on the horizon.
The geographical center of Wuzhou Continent is also the hidden political center, the capital of Wuji Kingdom, Zhongzhou.
Although it is far away, I can still feel that the city is towering, the walls are like iron, and the vastness of the land and the secrets of the houses are amazing. Even if you look at it from a distance, you have to hold your breath and hold your breath, watching the five continents become famous almost in admiration. Ayutthaya.
But there was a wolf-like howl, which broke the solemn and breathless silence.
"Give me a man! Let me take it home happily..."
A certain person on the top of the cliff stood facing the wind, with his arms wide open, and he opened his mouth and sang, his face full of fascination, longing for "bring the man home happily."
Behind him, Yao Xun covered his ears with a miserable face, and once again thought of betraying this howling wolf.
Singing is not scary, what I am most afraid of is howling out of tune, if I want to live a long life, stay away from Meng Fuyao.
After howling, Meng Fuyao patted his clothes, and said to his first little brother, "Hey, although Zhongzhou is close in front of us, it's still a long way to run. We've run out of money, so go and borrow some."
"Where can I borrow this barren mountain?" Yao Xun said with a sad face, "Don't you steal from me and I steal from you?"
"Bah!" Meng Fuyao spat, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he looked down, "Then there's no car coming? Let's go, rob! I'll rob sex, you rob money!"
She tied herself up, and with her habitual ginger face, she covered herself with a black cloth and jumped down slowly.
"This mountain was opened by me..."
On the long winding road, Meng Fuyao put his hands on his hips and yelled vigorously to attract attention. Another member of the robber duo, Yao Xun, sneaked behind the carriage.
"This red stone mountain was opened before. The Emperor Wuji Shenwu and the Emperor Wulie of the Xuanji Kingdom fought against it. When the mountain blocked it, the Emperor Shenwu ordered the mountain to be opened to fight. Eight hundred thousand soldiers opened the mountain in January. So, this mountain was not opened by you. of."
The voice from the carriage was quiet, gentle, and slightly alienated.
Meng Fuyao choked, and shouted again, "I planted this tree..."
"The Hongshi Plain is close to the Hongjiang River, and the Hongjiang River suffers from floods every year, causing serious soil erosion. Eight years ago, Prince Wuji ordered that people from the suburbs of the city be moved to the Hongshi Mountains, and trees were planted on the Hongshi Plain and the mountains. Therefore, this tree also You didn't plant it."
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Someone who was choked twice in a row finally got impatient and yelled, "This mountain is not my creation! I am too lazy to plant this tree! If you want to live from now on! Give me your money!"
After a long silence, the car curtain was lifted.
Under the sunlight, Meng Fuyao suddenly narrowed his eyes.
The wind is very cold, and it cuts like an ice knife. As soon as you breathe out, you can hear the sound of those tiny ice slags condensing and falling. The red stone mountain behind you is covered with light frost, and the natural red on the stone is even more brilliant The evergreen trees between the rocks are even greener.
It was a cold winter day in the south, and all the scenery was invaded by the cold air. Although they managed to maintain their bright colors, they were so colorful that they were stiff and dull.
Only the man in the dimly lit car, even though the description is not very clear, the white clothes are like snow, and the color of his lips is like cherry blossoms, but it makes people feel peaceful and soft, even the wind that cut his face seems to suddenly blow the cold Converged a bit.
Meng Fuyao tilted her head and murmured, "I hate people wearing white clothes the most, pretending to be innocent!"
The man in white in the car seemed to be smiling, but he raised his hand suddenly, but without seeing him make any movement, Yao Xun fell out from behind the car, howling.
"Girl, just based on this, it seems a little unreasonable to ask me to offer you money and sex?"
Meng Fuyao stood calmly, grinning, "I don't know the person behind, but I suddenly felt that your color is not very good, and I don't like your wealth, so let's do it like this, everyone will take two shots at once." Let go, bye, goodbye."
She patted her butt, turned around and left, ignoring Yao Xun who was scrambling behind the car.
"The weather is cold, and you need something to warm your body the most. Even if the girl doesn't like her wealth, she must have no objection to 'Yi Hu Chun', right?" The voice came with the wind, without a seductive tone, but Meng Fuyao felt very seductive. .
"One Dendrobium Spring" Well, the top-quality fine wine that is well-known in the Wuzhou Continent, every inch of gold, even the princes and nobles can't get it, and if they get it, they hide it in their own wine cellar. Ordinary people have never heard of it. Meng Fuyao knows it because Thanks to the alcoholic old Taoist priest, he wandered around the world as soon as he became addicted to alcohol, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, prying doors and digging graves to find this wine.
The ultimate softness and mellowness bursts on the tip of the tongue with the ultimate taste, sending you lingering to heaven.
Hey... It's cold, it's really enjoyable to make a pot of good wine and drink...
Meng Fuyao started to smile, turned around with a happy smile on her face, lifted her legs and climbed onto the car, "Oh, my son gave you a generous gift, but it's disrespectful, in fact, I think you are quite rich, and your sex... is not bad."
"Thank you for your compliment, Miss." The man smiled, seeing Meng Fuyao coming in, he subconsciously moved to avoid it, and somehow stopped halfway through his movements.
Meng Fuyao saw that the decoration in this car was simple yet exquisite, there were seats on three sides and a small table in the middle, on one side of the vacant two seats was a ferret cloak with brilliant silver tip, very luxurious, on the other side was wrapped in a padded jacket Something, Meng Fuyao thought it was getting in the way, so he stretched out his hand to push it.
The cotton bag suddenly flew up and fell into the man's hands, the cotton jacket fell apart, revealing a pot of flowers and plants with deep purple leaves.
Meng Fuyao's eyes widened, and he stammered for a long while, "You put cotton-padded jackets on flowers and plants and ride in a carriage? What kind of rare flowers are these?"
"It's just ordinary comfrey," said the man, putting the pot away carefully, "I don't know who threw it outside the village, and it was about to freeze. I picked it up when I saw it. You know flowers and plants, and you are also afraid of the cold."
Meng Fuyao shook her head without laughing, raised her eyes to see the man's face, and her heart skipped a beat, isn't this the man in white clothes who followed Qi Xunyi at the foot of Xuanyuan Mountain that day? I still have his belt in my arms.
He subconsciously touched his face, remembering that he wore a mask at the foot of Xuanyuan Mountain, and now his face is also disguised, not afraid that he will recognize it, so he smiled frankly, "Your surname?"
"Miangui's surname is Zong." Zong Yue looked at her quietly, his eyes sparkled, took the wine, poured it for Meng Fuyao himself, "Please."
Meng Fuyao didn't answer, and said with a smile, "I still have companions."
Zong Yue tilted his head slightly, and there was a flash of someone outside the carriage, and then Yao Xun was thrown into the next carriage, Meng Fuyao's eyes shrank, and he smiled more amiably as he stared at Zong Yue.
She raised the wine glass, the color of the wine in the glass is light yellow, it is the authentic "Yi Hu Chun", this kind of wine is extremely difficult to poison because of its strange color, and it will become cloudy if it is mixed with any impurities. The bright yellow beak edge of the duck, or the large expanses of winter jasmine blooming among the rocks, naturally, there is no need to be afraid of poisoning.
Meng Fuyao was in a good mood, she drank several cups, but in the end she couldn't drink enough, so she simply brought the pot over. When she stretched out her hand, she almost touched the opponent's fingers, Zong Yue's hand shrank sharply.
Meng Fuyao acted as if she didn't know, got herself drunk quickly, and then sang in circles in the carriage. When she sang, the groom trembled all the time, and the carriage bumped repeatedly, and there was a danger of falling over. After singing, Meng Fuyao took out all the pockets of her clothes and Zong Yue looked at it, and said with a big tongue, "...brother... I have no money... just... shit... big brother... you messed up..."
She swayed three times, her left foot stepped on her right foot, she couldn't stand stably, and she simply fell onto Zong Yue's seat with a bang.
Taking advantage of the situation, Meng Fuyao leaned back on the seat, spread his arms and legs, let out a long breath of happiness, and the carriage reeked of alcohol immediately.
Zong Yue frowned slightly, looking down at Meng Fuyao who wished to spread himself as far away as possible, stepped back silently, and carefully hugged the potted flower aside to avoid being smashed by someone's rough hands and feet. Go to open the window again.
The window was set up, and the refreshing cold wind rushed in, and the smell of wine dissipated immediately. With just such a movement, I turned around and saw that someone had already occupied three seats, with his head on his mattress and his legs on the other side. Also covered with his silver fox cloak.
Her dirty boots rubbed the brocade cushion on the seat dirty, Zong Yue stared at the seat helplessly, hesitated for a while, finally turned around and got off the car, and went to a carriage behind.
The moment he got off the car, Meng Fuyao immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as a mountain spring in the polar mountains that no one had used before, how could he be a little bit drunk
She turned over and rolled off the seat, and tapped her fingers on the cushion quickly and in a low voice, then stopped suddenly, then poked her hand under the cushion and slowly pulled it out.
The curtain of the car was lifted suddenly, and a ray of light hit the panicked back of a certain thief, and at the same time hit the bronze mirror on the carriage, reflecting a slender figure in white clothes, holding a tray in his hand.
Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat, her hands froze under the mattress.