Xia Er nodded and smiled, "Yes, that's fine." No one could understand the meaning of that smile.
He was a little nervous when the leader of the Black Squad came late and wanted to fight Su Xiao to the death.
After all, he signaled three times, made five gestures, and set off six big fireworks, but no one came. It even made him wonder if the wrong date was set
When Su Xiao and others were called out by him, he shouted in cold sweat and moved slowly, shivering and kept retreating, and almost ran away.
When Su Xiao watched from the sidelines, and even felt that he was a little pitiful, Long Zaitian was really annoying, so he punched him and fell down, and the farce was officially over.
"I'll just say it. The Hess family is all bullshit. If there is, it's also preparing to fight with people now. How can it come because of this kind of thing."
Su Xiao smiled helplessly: "Maybe we made a fuss. But I also want to thank the scumbag. If he hadn't cleaned up those hooligans, maybe there would have been a fight today." Ye Luo and Luo Mingzhu shared the same boredom. They didn't really care about these hooligans either. After hearing that the possibility of Hess' family coming is very low, I am more assured of Su Xiao's safety. Now it's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to tune Xiaolangjun's martial arts since then."
Xia'er looked at the sky, but no one looked at it, but suddenly said, "There seems to be someone." The others looked around, but found nothing. "Miss Xiaolou, have you seen anyone?" Well, there is one. "
Long Zaitian hummed: "This little girl is talking nonsense. Your dragon head's eyes were refined in Laojun's alchemy furnace. If there are still people, I will eat this teapot cover."
Ye Luo had the best eyesight. After looking around, he suddenly pointed to a distant road. "It's there! Someone is coming on horseback."
Su Xiao silently handed over a teapot lid.
"Cough cough cough! I'll go see how holy he is!!" After that, he ran forward. But it is also strange that Long Zaitian and the knight are clearly moving towards each other, but the distance does not seem to be much closer.
It turned out that although the knight was riding a horse, he walked slowly. The speed is hardly much faster than walking, or even slower. He just paced slowly and leisurely like riding a donkey. Almost thought that this was actually a passerby, how could he be so slow to find fault.
But when Long Zaitian saw the image of this person, he immediately realized that it must be aimed at them. As the black knight got closer, his image became clearer and clearer.
This is a man who is hard to imagine is from southern Xinjiang. He was fair-skinned, with a hint of morbidity in his deep whiteness. Tall and thin. The black leather coat was clinging to the skin, highlighting the muscles of the body that were not swollen, but firm and just right, like a marble carving. The hair was cut into a very neat short haircut. Although this was unimaginable in the Central Plains, it was not uncommon in the Southern Border.
This man looks handsome, but his eyes are deeply sunken, with heavy dark circles, his eyes are tired and listless. But it gives a ruthless feeling. Staring at people's eyes is reminiscent of swimming fish in the deep sea, but unexpectedly, it does not give people an uncomfortable feeling. There was an atmosphere of drowsiness and lack of will to fight all over his body.
Long Zaitian unconsciously thought of a person---Feng Jian. The swordsman with extraordinary swordsmanship who had brief contact with Luojian Villa. For some reason, Long Zaitian suddenly thought of him.
... I didn't come to you.
The slow horse crossed the space that should have been a hundred paces. He should have been slow, but unknowingly crossed the defensive line, as if Long Zaitian let him over.
When the tall and incredible black horse came to the front with a man in black clothes, the feeling was completely changed. The dark body seemed not to belong to the world---including the huge black horse, he seemed to be a Stepping through hell and walking through this place, there is a thick and deep black on his body that cannot be washed away. But those eyes that have been calm, make him still look like a person.
The man's horse stopped in front of Su Xiao.
He didn't speak, but the air machine was locked, which made Su Xiao feel that his neck was pinched, and he couldn't breathe. Others, however, could only be like a dragon, watching helplessly, unable to even move.
Suddenly the man raised his hand, as if blocking something. The solid leather armor showed a little trace that looked like it had been burnt by fire. The man was silent for a while, and his eyes swept to Xia'er behind Su Xiao.
He did not continue to care, but suddenly said.
"Where did you come from? Where are you going? What's your name? Su Xiao felt the breath on his neck loosen and he could speak.
"My name is Su Xiao... I'm from Suzhou, the place I'm going to... is..." When he got here, he bit his lip, and before he couldn't help revealing the truth, he insisted: ... the country of Baimu. "
The man thought silently for a while.
"What you said is true and false. Your martial arts and aspirations do not match what you said. You came with a caravan, and you have more companions, and your martial arts are better.
His eyes swept over the other people one by one, staying on Luo Mingzhu's body a little longer than the others, but then moved to the next one. "You guys are interesting. But today is not the time, and I'll be here again.
The man turned around and drove the horse away. His departure seemed to have taken away a circle of invisible shadows, allowing everyone's hands and feet to gradually resume their activities. At this time, they finally fell to the ground, still unable to believe what happened just now.
"correct."
When the figure was about to disappear into the distance, he suddenly said as if he remembered it. "My name is Bersan."
Chapter 64
In the other village, an unremarkable house.
A middle-aged man sat in the middle of the room, touching the teacup with an expression on his face. His eyes have been staring at the transparent water with some brown. From the steaming heat to the sight that even the cup is cold, the posture has not changed.
No one would believe that this dejected person sitting in such a hut would be a wealthy man who controls the world today until the figure outside the door kowtowed three times to the emperor and slowly stood up and left. The emperor let his body lean on the back of the chair and let out a long breath. At this moment, he seemed to be ten years old.
It was his fourth son, the Green King, who just left in despair.
Since the Green King received the emperor into the city, although he wanted to keep his identity secret, he did not dare to neglect his father in the slightest, and he did not dare to shorten the etiquette of greeting him every day. It's just that he came to say hello every day, or at the reception banquet when he was just repairing the fish, the emperor didn't speak to the green king. Even the daily greetings made the Green King kneel outside the door, refusing to meet him.
After the battle of the Green King in Huzhou, he was sent back to Xiuyu City by the emperor almost immediately. Although he was not assigned any task, the Green King also vaguely guessed that it was not easy. Sure enough, I received news that my father was coming to repair the fish city. In addition to representing the emperor's implied preparation for the Green King to respond, it also has another meaning: there was no execution against him in Huzhou, not disappearing, but delayed until repairing the fish.
Therefore, the Green King asked to see each other every day. In addition to greeting the emperor, he also hoped that the father and emperor would give him a good time. But it was a torment for the Green King, and it was not for the Emperor.
The emperor has not been able to accept it yet, or he does not know how to meet the green king. Luo Ming has today's end, although he can't blame the Green King entirely, the reason is still on the Green King. Luo Ming hated his two fathers and sons, although he was angry because of his hatred, but it was not the reason why the Green King was not hated. But whenever he saw the expression of the Green King wishing he could kill himself to thank his adoptive father, the emperor only felt distressed. Therefore, the emperor's disposal of the green king has been shelved. Just like the treatment of Luo Ming.
dong dong.
There was a knock on the door, with a cautious concern.
…Who? "The emperor was so tired that he didn't want to guess any more, so he asked directly. Shen Yiren outside the door said softly.
"Uncle, I made soup. You have been working hard these days. I went to the vegetable market this morning and chose the ingredients myself. Nanjiang is famous for medicinal food, so you should try it."
How can Shen Yiren, who is so eloquent, not aware of his own thoughts? Where did he usually see the majestic Vice Governor Shen going to the vegetable market, naturally he was worried about his uncle.
"come in."
Although it is a shabby room, how can the emperor sit quietly in the room without being told. Shen Yi people obeyed the etiquette, and after the soup was delivered, they were blessed with a blessing, and then they poured out two bowls of fragrant and steaming chicken soup. One bowl is placed in front of the emperor's table, and the other bowl is held in his hand.
"Yiren accompanies you to have dinner. Seeing that the emperor has no objection, it is placed on the table, and only then can you be seated.
The two were silent.
The emperor didn't want to eat, but he didn't care about Yiren's painstaking efforts, so he barely gave a mouthful. But as soon as you enter it, you feel that the sweet, silky and luscious chicken fat seems to melt into every drop of the transparent soup, combining into a rich taste that is mellow but not greasy, sweet but not mere. The emperor didn't have breakfast, so he couldn't help gulps, and he drank everything in a few seconds. I couldn't help but add another bowl after another, and then I just held the sea bowl and drank it directly, even the soup slag was eaten - clean.
Shen Yiren couldn't help but smile when she saw the emperor eating happily, and suddenly said.
"Is Uncle thinking of pity concubine just now
"Pfft!!" The large piece of chicken that the emperor was chewing spurted out.
"You, you little girl. I also said that you have learned to be considerate, why are you still so straight?" Shen Yiren raised the fan lightly, but was not sprayed, and smiled.
"Lv Fei's mother pity concubine concubine, I heard that she is your most beloved concubine, even if you look at her, you won't really hate Lu Fei." Fei, you marked his fief in the southern border, there must be some intentional. am I right
The emperor's seven princes had six mothers. Except for the twins born by the queen, the other five princes were all born by the queen. Now King Qing's mother, Concubine Rong, the mother of King Chi, Concubine Hui, and the biological mother of King Green, Concubine Lian, are no longer alive.
Concubine Lian is the childhood sweetheart of the emperor. The two have known each other since childhood, and later became husband and wife. Unfortunately, he suffered from a strange disease and passed away more than ten years ago.
"Concubine Lian used to scold Lu'er, blaming him for being inactive and obese. I didn't like him for being timid and indisputable, and he couldn't compare to other princes. But before she died, she was holding my hand on the sickbed. I repeatedly asked me Be sure to take good care of Lu'er. At that time, she lost her mind, and she couldn't remember what she said, so she said it again and again. I promised her, and I will always remember... Lu'er is too kind It's not that he lacks talent, nor is kindness a bad thing. But in the wrestling, this will only kill him.
If he stayed in the imperial city, he would never be the opponent of other princes. So I was the first to decide to send him far away. Away from the Central Plains, Xiuyu City is an important place that I have been through for many years. Only here, I can be sure that he will not be harmed by others. Especially in this way, he will not be suspected of wanting to compete for the throne. "