Xu Fengnian asked Murong if he was scared to urinate, and the karma was soon repaid, and he was frightened by his own thoughts.
It is nonsense to talk about disasters and disasters. Those beauties who stand beside the emperor in the smoke of spring and autumn, whether they are queens who make their relatives grow up or concubines who seduce the monarch, are nothing more than scapegoats and died. The literati and scholars of the country, loyal to the old monarch, dare not or don't know to ask the bottom line, and can't see the rotten disease at the root, so they can only vent their anger on those beautiful women with poems and articles, and use the excuse that the demons, sprites, and monsters are born, and in the eyes of discerning people It seems really absurd and unreasonable, Murong Tonghuang, a beautiful boy who can't even fight against the Xuanyuan family, how to collapse a prosperous dynasty.
Returning to his senses, Xu Fengnian laughed at himself. There is Zhao Zhimother in the harem, and this queen's iron fist is not inferior to that of a famous general who governs the army. No matter what happens, there will be no chaos. In the capital, there is a man who controls all factions and parties with a skilled emperor's mind, there is a recognized and virtuous queen who manages the inner house, and there are civil servants and military generals of the Manchu Dynasty who watch all directions, what a big iron bucket.
The thin-skinned and scheming Murong Wuzhu breathed hard, carefully sizing up this young master whom he had only known for ten years, His Highness the Prince of Beiliang? How old is the officer? She didn't understand these things, but when she was socializing with Jianzhou scholars, she occasionally heard some bad comments about Beiliang, saying that the king of Beiliang was the tyrannical executioner with the most murders in the dynasty. Those who can't carry a pen or a knife will only bully women from good families on an acre of land in Beiliang, and sooner or later they will ruin their family business, which is not worth mentioning. No matter how simple-minded Murong Wuzhu is, she also knows that hearing is believing and seeing is believing. She is preconceived, and her impression of Xu Fengnian who saved her and her younger brother is not bad at all. Under the premise that he has already controlled his life, he can control the temptation Don't bully them, this is already a hundred times better than those family members who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, secretly looking at obscenity, she is so simple, in the past, she accepted her fate and let Xuanyuan's ancestors take her captive and play with her, but now she accepts her fate and will someday warm this princely highness Under the quilt, Murong Wuzhu looked at that handsome face, stepped back ten thousand steps and said, he looks good when he is young, doesn't he? Among the siblings, Murong Tonghuang, who had been his big idea since childhood, saw the look in his sister's eyes, and felt powerless.
Xu Fengnian hated the scholar's habit of breaking sleeves to the extreme. Of course, he kept a respectful distance from Murong Tonghuang, the lotus man, but he liked this guy's ruthlessness by unscrupulous means to achieve his goals. He was really ruthless if he dared to be ruthless to himself. A man can Enduring nausea and winking at another man, that is to say, he was born in a small family with bad luck and couldn't perform well. Giving a bigger stage, isn't it just a good dancer with long sleeves. Since Emperor Murong Tong was straightforward in his words and deeds, Xu Fengnian couldn't let him down. He lightly kicked the tiger Kui King Kong who was biting his robe away, and said with a smile: "If you want to tear Beiliang's tiger skin big There is no need to hide and hide when Qi goes to play tricks. Since I am full and take over the mess, I don’t need to be ashamed. But before the ugly words, we are at least in the same camp now, so don’t stab the knife in the back. Thinking about submitting a certificate to Huishan afterwards, you can't let all the good things go to your siblings."
Murong Tonghuang nodded and said gloomyly: "After we stepped out of the house, we didn't think about going to the Xuanyuan family to live in vain. But since His Royal Highness said it, I also hope that His Highness will not use our siblings to win over Huishan. If so..."
Xu Fengnian waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Then you underestimate me, Xu Fengnian."
Murong Wuzhu whispered softly: "Xu Fengnian?"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "The name sounds nice. The phoenix does not live in the sycamore tree. It is destined to be with you, right? My courtyard in the Northern Liang Palace is called the Wutong Garden. If you have a chance, you can go and play. Don't worry, yes. You guys really don’t have any ideas. I always say this, and I think it’s a waste of saliva. Don’t be wary of this in the future. The sister holding the white cat sees it. The elder sister Pei wearing the veiled hat, or Aunt Pei, must be more brilliant than you, and you are guarding me like a thief, which hurts my feelings."
Murong Wuzhu burst out laughing. In the end, she was glared at by Murong Tonghuang, but she did not back down this time for the first time. Xu Fengnian looked at Murong Tonghuang and said helplessly: "You can't protect your sister for the rest of her life, she has to get married, she has to manage the house on her own, don't tell me you are still following your sister when the time comes, so you are not afraid that your future brother-in-law will dislike you and be an eyesore? "
Murong Tonghuang snorted coldly: "That will have to wait until she finds such a man. If she finds it, it doesn't matter if I die!"
Xu Fengnian was dumb and speechless, but turned his head and smiled at Huang Man'er. In the next few days, His Royal Highness unexpectedly neither went to Tianshi Mansion, nor did he go to Guniu Dagang in Huishan. , or it is to beat around the bush and ask the old heavenly master about the essence of Longhushan talismans, especially the latter. It is rare to meet a younger generation at the foot of the mountain who is willing to let him have a master's addiction. Bringing down a lot of Taoist cloud talisman codes, the old and the young can light up the lamp at night and talk about the dawn, probably because His Royal Highness said that he has no goods in his belly, Zhao Xituan even picked up a few talisman spells that ordinary Taoists fear like tigers , while making up for evil, while explaining the mystery to His Royal Highness, it is necessary to know that Zhao Xituan was amazingly talented when he was young, but unfortunately he has the same problem with Xuanyuan Dapan, and all fields are just point-to-point, without asking for a deep understanding, and His Royal Highness took the words Excited, he gritted his teeth and even piled on the table the extremely obscure tome "Tai Shang Zheng Yi Dong Xuan Law Collection" in the orthodox classics.
On this day, Xu Fengnian finally stopped wandering around the foot of the mountain. He took Huang Man'er and called Murong Wuzhu and Murong Tonghuang to go to a nearby Taoist temple with him. Only Qingniao followed, holding a bamboo basket.
Murong Wuzhu was probably after a sloppy heart-to-heart confession that day, he was far more calm than his younger brother to His Royal Highness who was wearing a big tiger skin, and asked softly: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Huang Man'er said naively: "Pick the hawthorn."
Xu Fengnian nodded and said with a smile: "At the time when the old master went to Beiliang to accept my younger brother as a retreat student, he talked about it for a long time, but he didn't get to the point. The hawthorn is more pleasing to Huang Maner's eyes."
Murong Wuzhu felt it was unbelievable. Xu Fengnian chose a hillside to sit down, Huang Man'er came and went like the wind, one handful of hawthorn after another, soon filled the small bamboo basket, Qingniao simply put the bamboo basket on the ground, after all, Murong Wuzhu still escaped the lively age , and the blue bird to pick hawthorn. Xu Fengnian and Murong Tonghuang were sitting some distance away, and the two tigers were rolling and splashing all over the mountains and plains. The breeze was blowing, Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and concentrated, stroking the overlapping spring thunder and embroidered winter, thinking about it, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. The research on Moire Prohibition is still struggling, but in the past two days, after the guidance of the old celestial master Zhao Xituan, many obstacles were lightly beaten to death by the sloppy old man who had a secret, which made people suddenly enlightened. The only pity is that there is a lack of an eminent Buddhist monk who knows the secret meaning, otherwise Xu Fengnian is confident that he can turn the talisman red armor into a complete bag.
Murong Tonghuang asked softly: "I heard that His Highness killed many scholars in Jiangnan Road."
Xu Fengnian said flatly: "Compared to Xu Xiao, it's still much less."
Murong Tonghuang frowned and said: "Why do you want to fight against the scholars? Don't you know that everyone's words make money so much that your father and son will be stigmatized for thousands of years?"
Xu Fengnian wiped Chunlei with his slender fingers, and said slowly: "Winners and losers. Think about it, the history books of the Spring and Autumn and Eight Kingdoms were not all written by the historians of the Liyang Dynasty? Yes, even if you leave a dozen or so words for future generations, you can sharpen your head and go to the new court to be an official. Those who want to keep their fathers from being passed down by courtiers even go to the capital and twist their heads. Trying my best to curry favor with the Huangmen of the Imperial Academy, weeping and shouting, wishing I could give away my wife and concubine's hands. Isn't there an absurd allusion about a man asking his wife to take off her clothes and warm her hands with her breasts?"
Murong Tonghuang said seriously: "Your Highness, you can't generalize!"
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and said calmly: "I understand this truth. Xu Xiao is not a scholar who does not admire him from the bottom of his heart, but it seems that few of them end well. They handed it over to Hezhou Xunping, who governed the country, and were cooked by the people. Guangling vomited blood and died in the military tent outside the imperial city of Western Shu. Li Yishan, who had been a civil and military commentator, was imprisoned by some literary giants who were also scholars, and finally fled to Xu Xiao's side to survive. Of course, you can continue to say that this is a partial generalization, but I am in the Beiliang Palace, and I have seen too many celebrities. I have indeed written colorful poems, whether it is talking about killing people or singing praises. , Do you know why the name is before the word Li? The sage Zhang in the north once said that there are three immortals, the first is to establish virtue, the second is to make words, and the third is to make meritorious deeds. Going away from virtue? Reading and studying, the most important thing is Liyan. Liyan accumulates character and earns fame, honors the ancestors, and leaves a name in history, so how can the people be hungry, fed, cold and warm?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "I heard Jiangnan famous scholars talk about Wang Bayili in Daobaoguo Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, but it turned out that a humble scholar who was not qualified to attend the seat was seeking benefits for the common people. What kind of famous scholars are those famous scholars? Knowing to recite the wind, flowers, snow and moon, to talk about Xuan said, the whole world is applauding, is it really good? Reading thousands of volumes, there is no book without reading, and there is no scripture to understand. I don’t know if there are frozen bones outside the Zhumen, is it a scholar? "
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I may not believe it. After Xiangfan Confucian general Wang Yangming killed himself, he was originally the number one in the list of ministers. Xu Xiao had a quarrel with the old chief assistant, and he rolled up his sleeves and scratched it away. The history books of Western Chu have a great deal of respect for this former minister. The scholar who sat alone on the Diaoyutai for Xichu for a full ten years did not leave a single word. This time, Sun Xiji, the old leader of the imperial court and the old grand master of Xichu, personally erased it."
Murong Tonghuang is still insisting, but he is not as confident as he was at the beginning, he lowered his head and said: "Most scholars are good people."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "I didn't say that I had to have trouble with scholars. Besides, there is no right or wrong in many people and things. If you get into a dead end, you must choose one or the other, which makes no sense at all. "
Murong Tonghuang hummed.
Xu Fengnian looked at Guniu Dagang with his cheeks on his hands, and said to himself: "That kid Wen Hua can think about it, I don't know where he is now."
Murong Tonghuang was in a daze.
Xu Fengnian turned his head and stretched out two fingers, pointing at Emperor Murong Tong like the Taoist priest of the Talisman Sect who subdues demons and exorcising demons, he laughed and joked: "Urgent as a law, you evil obstacle that harms the country and the people, don't show up quickly!"