King Jing'an Zhao Heng heard this remark, he didn't seem to notice the strangeness of Princess Pei, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Feng Nian has a heart."
Xu Fengnian smiled and socialized and said that it should be done, and sent them all the way out of the inn. When the three of them got into an ordinary carriage, it was obvious that the carriage would be quite narrow. The horses were only good horses that could be afforded by wealthy families, except for the two accompanying guards. Vigorous and sturdy, everything is quite ordinary. This family of three who is only one step away from sitting in the imperial palace of the capital, comes and leaves lightly. On the surface, it seems that they are full of the Buddha's spirit of Buddhist believers and the fairy spirit of beauties. , and the kindness born after meeting a distant relative by chance, but who can understand the murderous intent step by step? Only Qingniao saw that His Royal Highness, the crown prince of Jing'an Wang Zhao Heng, who had not set aside his back for Jing'an Wang Zhao Heng after leaving the room, was already soaking through his entire back.
The prince of Beiliang looked at the flying dust at the end of the road, finally turned around safely, and ordered Qingniao to buy a copy of "Snow on the Head" by Qingying Study, and then walked back to the wing room alone, closed the door himself, and sat there before it was cold. Sitting on the chair, he let out a long breath, looked at the sandalwood chair, and murmured: "After a few incense sticks, Zhao Heng had already pinched the rosary four times, and Xu Xiao was right. Poisonous as a woman, Zhao Heng probably didn't know that I had long learned of his secret habit of killing people with one pinch of a Buddhist bead. The first pinch of bodhi seeds was because he was surprised that I was not as rebellious as the rumors outside, and began to suspect that I had been absurd in Beiliang all these years. Whether the behavior is deliberately pretending to be stupid. The second pinch is resentment that my son has a bad memory, and he clearly remembers the records in the "Buddha's School of Counting Beads of Merit and Virtue", and he can tell the mistakes of his intentional mistakes. The third pinch is that he hates me. Princess Pei coveted unabashedly. As for the last pinch, it was interesting. She actually crushed a Tiantai bodhi seed as hard as gold and stone. The calculation ability is good, and this Lao Tzu is even more old-fashioned and forbearing. It seems that after decades of pretending to practice Taoism and recite Buddhism, there are still some achievements. In terms of acting skills, he is indeed better than me."
Xu Fengnian's words were teasing, but his tone was terribly gloomy. Shaking and wearing uncomfortable clothes, leaning on the chair, repeating scene after scene in his mind, every detail of King Jing'an's movements, every subtle frowning and shuffling of Princess Pei, every slight raising and lowering of Zhao Xun's head.
Finally, when Qingniao came into the house with a set of Wang Dongxiang's "Snow on the Head", Xu Fengnian took the book, squinted his eyes and got up to change places. He clasped his five fingers, put on a mask on his face, and said intoxicatedly: "It's comfortable. The tip of the lotus is raised, but it can't lift the girl's buttocks. This kid Wen Hua's words are rough and rough, but he directly said what the scholars have to say. A great truth that can only be bought with a lot of money.”
Qingniao was confused, she didn't see the undercurrent at the door, probably Xu Xiao is the only one in the world who dares to think deeply about what audacious feat Xu Fengnian has done. Xu Fengnian thought for a while, took out one of the "Snow on the Head" engraved by Qingying Study, and turned a few pages. If King Jing'an and Princess Pei were present, he would be shocked by the amazing memory of this nephew of Beiliang. The multiplier of rosary merit blessing in the "Collection of Counting Beads of Merit and Virtue" is nothing at all, because Xu Fengnian's page turning is exactly the same as that of Princess Pei's several times of jumping to read!
Thinking of the subtle changes in Princess Jing'an's expression every time, Xu Fengnian looked down at the content written on the page, and said with a strange smile: "This beautiful aunt doesn't look like a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. How could a staunch writer have trained such a weak and watery daughter, among the girls in Qingzhou who like to fight and fight the most, she is a wonderful flower. I guess if this aunt is not really good-looking, she would not be able to sit in the position of the concubine of Prince Jing'an long ago. Earlier I heard that little lady Lu Xiu'er said that Princess Pei was able to sit upright because she killed Zhao Xun's mother. gone."
Xu Fengnian asked: "Qingniao, where is the sandalwood box that I asked Wang Linquan to buy on Grandma Mountain, go and get it."
The blue bird left and returned without a sound. Xu Fengnian opened the exquisite sandalwood box with exquisite shape. Inside was a string of rosary beads that were rarely seen in the dynasty. Hands are not cold in winter, and are not sweaty in summer. The princes are strung together in a circle, and they have a very artistic name. It's excellent. Xu Fengnian's original intention was to test King Jing'an hard after arriving in Xiangfan. If he can live in peace, he will give this precious bracelet as a gift. If he turns against each other, he will keep it for himself and give it to the person who lives in the temple since childhood. Miss Li in the movie, that's more in line with her heart. It's just that in the blink of an eye just before leaving the house, Xu Fengnian was worried that King Jing'an would find out the truth. He didn't want to give Zhao Heng the impression that he was knowledgeable on the outside and scheming on the inside. , that feel, absolutely.
Xu Fengnian closed the book "Snow on the Head of the East Chamber", which won the world's first prize, and said: "After you ask Ning Emei to send this sandalwood box to Prince Jing'an's mansion, and say to pass it on to Princess Pei, I don't believe that King Jing'an is a thousand-year-old man. The tortoise can continue to endure at home! If you make me unhappy, I will set your house on fire!"
The blue bird promised softly.
Xu Fengnian suddenly asked: "Qingniao, would you believe me if I said that that bastard Zhao Xun had abnormal fantasies about Princess Pei?"
Blue Bird calmly said: "Trust."
Xu Fengnian sneered and said: "This family looks friendly, so it's just superficial. So what if Zhao Heng pinches the beads a million times, holding a rosary can increase concentration and generate wisdom. Xu Xiao has already said his words to death. , Small tricks and cleverness are nothing to achieve big things, Zhao Heng is a person who can't let go of anything, he is willing to part with it, and there is no gain in not giving up."
Xu Fengnian smiled, and laughed at himself: "It seems that I am a coward who was frightened into a cold sweat, and I am not qualified to make irresponsible remarks to a hero like King Jing'an Zhao Heng."
Qingniao smiled, shook his head and said: "Zhao Heng has already lost the first hand in this hand-to-hand discussion with His Highness."
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Don't brag about it. I owe it to Xu Xiao to set up the most domineering first move for me. It's not my real ability. Hmph, my son is still so ineffective today, that is Qingniao and you girls were killed by praise, go, and punish you for serving tea!"
Qingniao smiled, remembered something, her face became a little colder, and said: "Ning Emei has a disrespectful attitude towards King Jing'an's visit to watch His Highness's response!"
Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said openly: "In reason, the great halberd Ning Emei, a hero who can wield a heavy halberd weighing seven to eighty catties, is not so easy to work for others. After all, if he meets this son and bows down, I will ask for it." Doubt whether he has rebellious foes, don’t mind this trivial matter, otherwise it will make Ning Emei laugh, and look down on this son even more in his heart.”
Xu Fengnian then said with deep emotion: "I used to listen to Xu Xiao talking about some experience, but I didn't pay attention to it. Now I look back and understand. Immediately killing the enemy is nothing more than desperately fighting. If you win, you will be Lao Tzu. If you lose, you will be grandson." , It's clear. It's only when the horse is hooked that it hurts. No wonder Xu Xiao said that scholars are the most ruthless in killing scholars, and they can keep their mother's hands from blood. Zhao Heng is the best of this kind of insidious people. Sure enough, practicing swords requires one's own hands. It is beneficial to fight against people, and to cultivate the city, you have to compete with masters like King Jing'an to increase your knowledge, and to send a bunch of 'satisfaction' worth thousands of gold, I don't feel bad about it."
Qingniao left the room with the sandalwood box, and Wen Wan closed the door. The last book "Snow on the Head" that Xu Fengnian took advantage of the time to read quickly, every word is so clear, I really can't imagine that a sixteen-year-old girl can write such a vivid article. When I went back to Beiliang, I always heard her lament that she wished there would be another snow in the world. At that time, she only felt that the elder sister was too sad for the spring and autumn. But it is both heartache and peace of mind, as if not dying is the only failure, and death is the real life. Xu Fengnian did not have such a state of mind before. Who died beside him seemed careless, but in fact he always worried for a long time. , After going through hardships and seeing a lot of things in the world, there is a change.
Xu Fengnian said softly: "Old Huang, do you want to say that my hometown is where my heart is at ease?"
Xu Fengnian, who was sitting alone, smiled, "Hey, how can you say such a polite and important truth?"
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In a room in the inn, Jiang Ni was lying on the table staring at a dozen copper coins. On the grandma mountain, she begged the stingy and stingy Xu Fengnian for a tael of silver that originally belonged to her, but she was reluctant to buy anything along the way. I made up my mind and only picked two sets of the cheapest clothes and a cheap wooden hairpin, and there were still some copper plates left. I was used to living a poor life, and the little clay figurine seemed to have long forgotten the noble demeanor of being in the emperor's family when I was young. No matter how much you hate His Royal Highness, no matter how angry you are, you will never stop studying to earn money. These days, when you leave the Beiliang Palace, which is full of eyes, you can see the scenery in other places. It is beautiful, but Jiang Ni It was not as interesting as she had imagined at the beginning. If it wasn't for the company of old man Li, she privately felt that it would not be as good as on Wudang Mountain. There, she could still have a vegetable garden. Looking at those small greenery, she always dared not admit it. I was secretly waiting to spend the winter on the mountain, then I could build a snowman as tall as a man, and I didn’t have to be tied up like a king’s mansion, and I could stab the snowball in front of that nasty guy, but After all, it was still down the mountain.
It's just that Jiang Ni, who hoped to be in vain, is not too sad, this is her own life, what is there to complain about, anyway, God can't hear it.
Old Swordsman Li came to the house and sat down. He threw peanuts into his mouth and chewed them loudly.
Jiang Ni was still staring at those copper coins in a daze, and said absent-mindedly, "Going away?"
Old man Li nodded and said: "It's boring, this King Jing'an is not a man anymore, he is so useless in his own land, it's so lucky that he can roll under the bed with such a plump and pretty lady every night, he doesn't have any heroic spirit, originally The old man doesn't like Xu Xiaozi from all angles, but now that he has seen Jing An and his son's demeanor, he thinks Xu Xiaozi is cute."
Jiang Ni raised her head and glanced sideways.
The old sword god smiled mischievously, knowing that the little clay figurine's words would not listen to him, so he stopped adding fuel to the flames. I just started to get annoyed that the old man has put down his airs and wanted to watch Xu Fengnian practice the knife. This little bastard is lucky. From Laoshan to Xiangfan, there has been no movement for many days. He is in the blessing and does not know the blessing. How many people can't ask for the old man's advice? Opportunity? ! Li Chungang is an old fox who is too old to grow old. In fact, he also guessed a little clue. Xu Fengnian is a cautious temperament. At best, he is qualitatively superior, and at worst, he is as timid as a mouse. For the sake of keeping secrets, Li Chungang would not easily openly practice swords to reveal the weight of his body. Occasionally, Li Chungang would like to point his finger hard on the kid's forehead, and ask him face to face if he is happy to live like this! It is clear that he is the master of crossing the river wherever he goes, but how is he different from the rats lingering on their last legs? !
Jiang Ni sighed, and said: "The Guanyin sister outside the city is so beautiful, today's one is also very beautiful."
The old sword god laughed and said: "Girl Jiang is no worse than them. In two years, she will look even better. Women only need to be young. I'm sure they are jealous of you."
Jiang Ni's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Really?"
The old man rolled his eyes and said: "Why did the old man lie to you?"
Jiang Ni squinted her eyes and smiled, with dimples on her cheeks, so that even Old Swordsman Li wanted to drink.
The old man was a little helpless.
Jiang Ni carefully put away the copper coins like a miser, trot to the bookcase to pick up a secret book, got it, and went to study obediently to earn money again. So the old sword god was even more helpless.