What does it mean to have a big family and a big business? The Murong siblings walked into the Beiliang Prince's Mansion, and only then did they know what it means to enter the Houmen deep into the Dead Sea. When they saw the Tingchao Lake and the arsenal pavilion standing beside the lake, they took a deep breath. Fortunately, the dinner party was very small, but It was not too different from ordinary merchants from wealthy families. They did not put on the formation of striking the bell and eating together. His Royal Highness sat next to Xu Xiao and devoured it. Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan were also eligible to be seated. Tear tender ginger duck.
Murong Wuzhu has been in a trance since he entered the palace, eating absent-mindedly, his two petals of small buttocks dare not stick to the stool, Xu Xiao occasionally picked up some chopsticks for Xu Fengnian at the dinner table, and whispered during the period, "If Zhihu is here , it’s not Daddy’s turn to pick up the food.” His Royal Highness, who had been bowing his head, just paused for a moment, and continued to eat happily, his cheeks bulging. .
After Xu Fengnian went to the Indus Courtyard to take a bath and change clothes, he stretched his waist in a refreshing way. The Yingyans, headed by Sweet Potato, who were overflowing with aura, saw that His Royal Highness was holding an Xiudong knife in his hand. Chun smiled, touched his cheeks alone, then walked out of the yard, came to the Tide Tide Pavilion, opened the door, went up to the third floor, and found the white fox face who was standing on the ladder looking for the secret book.
Hey.
Bai Hu'er jumped down the long ladder face to face, the two looked at each other, neither of them made a sound, the scene seemed neither warm nor warm, but this was also very good, otherwise Xu Fengnian guessed that the two elders would be affectionate. Goosebumps all over his body, with Murong Tonghuang's lessons learned from the past, he had a weird and awkward face towards Bai Hu'er. Bai Hu'er looked away, and went to find the secret book to fill in the gaps.
Xu Fengnian saw that Bai Hu'er's face was not polite, so he had to find something to say: "I met Chen Yu, she is very beautiful, Chen Yu, her parents are really prophets, and their appearance can be called a sinking fish and a wild goose."
Bai Hu'er asked lightly, "Have you snatched back Beiliang Palace?"
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself and said: "No, I was abducted by an urgent order from the capital for 800 miles. Otherwise, I must let that girl know what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and sky beyond the sky."
Bai Hu'er frowned, turned around and stared at the unobstructed His Royal Highness, the corners of his mouth curled up, not at all charming, but full of murderous intent that made people feel chilling, "Hey, after absorbing eight points of the big yellow court, just Do you really think you are undefeated King Kong? This trip to the arsenal is still in the past, implying that I will chop you up? Tell me, how many knives will you be satisfied with?"
Xu Fengnian slowly put Xiu Dong behind him, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I want to kill the arrogance of that noble woman."
Bai Hu'er just looked at His Royal Highness with a guilty conscience, and asked, "I know you very well?"
Xu Fengnian thought about this question very seriously, and then said in a tone of great sincerity: "You don't know me well, but I know you very well, can this work?"
Bai Hu'er turned his face around, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "You are very personable, no wonder the whole of Beiliang is flattering His Royal Highness."
When Xu Fengnian became a villain, he became rampant. He laughed and said, "Praise and praise. But after holding back for many years, I always look for an opportunity to get angry with those scholars who are famous for scolding my son."
Bai Hu'er shook his head helplessly.
Xu Fengnian asked curiously, "When will you be on the fourth floor?"
Bai Hu'er looked around and said, "It's only been a few days."
Xu Fengnian sighed and said, "I don't expect to catch up with you in this life."
Bai Huerlian didn't make fun of His Royal Highness this time, and said calmly: "What's the level of realm? Excluding Wang Xianzhi, who dares to win Li Beware, who has been staying in the King Kong realm? It is acquiesced. People in the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have water in most realms. If it is only about killing people and fighting against the enemy, at least one realm must be lowered to be in line with the truth. Therefore, Xuanyuan Jingcheng on Daxueping can only become a Confucian saint. Xuanyuan and Dapan all died together. Of course, Confucian scholars, bald donkeys and Taoist priests, the most powerful thing is to open their mouths, and they are always ready to speak for the heavens, and it’s okay if they can’t fight, it’s justifiable.”
Xu Fengnian smiled wryly and said, "Fortunately, you are not a woman, otherwise with such a vicious tongue, who would dare to marry you."
Bai Hu'er ignored Xu Fengnian's gag, and stretched out his hand straightforwardly. Xu Fengnian hesitated, and said brazenly: "This son and Xiudong have been living together for two years, and they have to hold each other in bed every day. They already have deep feelings, and if you dislike If Xiudong is tainted with vulgarity, why not..."
Bai Hu'er didn't flinch, but just stared.
Murderous, evil, domineering!
This mother is the embryo of a master who will win the championship in the future. No wonder Li Lao Jianshen regards him as the highest Diaoyutai in martial arts in the future, and he can regard the land gods as his possessions at a young age. Xu Fengnian thinks he is short of 18 streets, and has lost countless bun shops and pawnshops during the period. Brothel, people are more popular than people. His Royal Highness, who had just been praised for his integrity, hurriedly threw Xiudong over, turned around and went up the stairs.
Bai Hu'er took the Xiudong knife, tilted his head, smiled and said nothing. Xu Fengnian came to the top of the pavilion and sat upright. Li Yishan, who was dying of illness and getting more emaciated, was writing with a hard pen. Half an hour later, he raised his head and said slowly: "The Xuanyuan family's collection of secret books has been sorted out. A lot of power…”
Just as he was speaking, Xu Xiao came upstairs carrying two jugs of wine, sat down cross-legged, and separated the three green bowls that had been stacked together. The green ant that half the common people in the market can afford to drink, the slightly drunk Li Yishan saw that there was only half a pot left, so he waved his hand and issued the order to evict the guests. The father and son smiled at each other, stood up and left the roof of the pavilion. Li Yishan poured a small bowl of wine by himself, murmured "Jiangshan", drank it all in one gulp, "beauty", and another small bowl, poured "beauty" into his stomach, followed by loyalty, monarchs, spring and autumn, rivers and lakes , They all entered the stomach one by one with the green ant spirits, and finally passed out on several desks.
Xu Fengnian and Xu Xiao came to the top of Qingliang Mountain, father and son had a secret talk, outsiders didn't know anything about it.
In the early morning of the second day, Xu Fengnian went to Wudang Mountain, sat in a daze near the small lotus peak tortoise stele, raised his neck and looked at the sky for a long time, and finally covered his face with his hands.
After vaguely returning to the city quietly, His Royal Highness went down to look at the shop selling sauced beef. It was already closed, so naturally he would never see the little girl who was so stern to any customers again.
On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar calendar this year, Xu Fengnian replaced Xu Xiao and went to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Dojo alone to ring the bell one hundred and eight.
At dusk during the Lantern Festival, every house was hung with red lanterns. His Royal Highness went out with a few women of high status to relax. The white fox accompanied him unexpectedly. Instead of going to the downtown area, he just chose a secluded restaurant and went up to the second floor to order some exquisite pastries , and asked Xiaoer to warm a pot of rice wine.
On the first floor, there is a pair of grandparents and daughters who make a living by storytelling. The blind old man knocks on bamboo boards to tell stories. The quality of the pipa is inferior, and the technique is jerky, far from being called the sound of nature. It wasn't long before the blind artist was seated. When His Royal Highness began to drink, he finished a small warm-up piece about how the princess of Beiliang played the drums in white clothes. Because the location of the restaurant is remote, most of the people in the city are preparing to go shopping at the moment. In the Lantern Festival Lantern Market, there were very few diners on the first floor, and the business on the second floor was even worse. Xu Fengnian and Bai Huer faced each other and drank wine.
The wine was delivered to the first floor, the blind old man said something to his granddaughter, the little girl stood up with her pipa in her arms, and bowed to the second floor.
The blind old storyteller borrowed a stool from the restaurant, put the wine bowl by his hand, and raised his hand to take a sip when he was excited.
Talk about the sound of horseshoes in Beiliang.
Said that the spring and autumn were full of smoke.
Before he knew it, he finally spoke the words that His Highness the Prince of Beiliang was by the Guangling River.
His Royal Highness, the son of the world, listened quietly to the scholar drinking wine and talking with his eyes closed, his face expressionless.
Perhaps in line with the ups and downs of the grandfather's mood, the little girl struggled to play the pipa, her face was flushed, and she was powerless. After the blind artist came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched his granddaughter's head, then reached out to drink the wine, shook it, Knowing that he was empty, the old man put the wine bowl back and smacked his lips, as if he still wanted more, but he didn't feel that it was a pity that he was out of wine, he just said to himself: "The old soldier Han Wenhu from Beiliang seems to have drunk a lot today. The pride of going to Jiangdong is really good wine."
The second volume went to Beimang alone