God finally no longer had a gloomy black face, and slowly cleared up. The sky, which had been dark for many days, was like the first ray of sunshine through the clouds. The plump woman wears a sable head covering her forehead, a jade belt buckled on her waist and a Xianbei head, holding a satin flower umbrella in one hand, flicking it, looking at the slender man who is traveling out of the city with the Fish and Dragon Gang, after doing that bloody action, it seems Be amused by yourself and laugh out loud. The old man in brocade clothes next to him was a little uncertain about his master, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you competing with this Beiliang commoner? Do you need an old slave to help?"
Two days ago, Princess Hongyan, who went to the Chengmu Mansion to deliver Tao Qianzhi's eight-character prophecy-like message, shook her head slightly, restrained her smile, and played with it: "Old Dragon King, I'm just kidding, I don't know why I saw this guy I can't help but want to bully and scare me. But it's strange, knowing that it's impossible, but I still feel that this guy has something to do with Tao Qianzhi's death, our women's intuition is so unpredictable that even we can't figure it out."
The old man in brocade clothes said with a smile: "How can I be called the Dragon King by the princess."
The extremely wealthy woman in the Beimang dynasty smiled, noncommittal, and gently twirled the red sandalwood handle satin umbrella. She liked rainy weather since she was a child, and spun the umbrella surface in the rain to shoot rain flowers. The empress of Beimang, who is over fifty years old, has always been indifferent to the luxuriant royal family, but she is especially doting on this little princess. When the princess Hongyan was still a young child, she often went to the palace with her father to face the saint, and His Majesty the emperor personally Hold it on your lap and watch her play. It used to be a rare warm scene in the imperial palace to play with grandchildren. Unfortunately, after growing up as a girl, far away from the imperial city, the warm relationship with His Majesty the emperor will inevitably gradually become estranged, especially After the father of Princess Hongyan committed a felony gaffe, she hadn't seen the iron-blooded empress who killed the empress, emperor, prince, and grandson for several years.
She sighed, shook her head to dispel some gloomy emotions, her eyes sharpened, and said: "Tao Qianzhi is really hopeless, and it is not a pity to die. Such a gentleman who wants a place in the center of the royal court, and I am a princess." What's wrong with you, you have to go out of the city in the Qingming Festival, now it's alright, someone slaughtered it, according to the description of the guard, the painter He Lian Jieyuan who claimed to live up to Danqing in this life also drew a portrait, hundreds of Qingqi only equipped with reckless swords, Searching inside and outside the city like headless flies is not looking for a needle in a haystack. The surname Tao's death is so unclear. Murong Zhangtai, who have new and old grudges with Tao Qianzhi, will be killed by Fatty Dong and other real power in the army. The young and strong sent to play to death, will not be made a big fuss, no matter how you say it, Murong Zhangtai and I are cousins."
The old man in brocade clothes with his hands in his sleeves all the year round said with a smile: "If the princess is sad because of this, it would be too much for Murong Zhangtai and the others."
The woman's face changed like the sky of June, and she laughed and said: "That's right, although these bastards always followed behind the princess with two snotty noses when they were young, it's a pity that they become less cute as they grow up, so I don't bother to care about them."
The old man in brocade clothes naturally did not rely on his beard and flattery to become the top cleanser in Yuchan Prefecture. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Tao Qian is a good player in both horse and foot combat. He has honed his sword skills for more than ten years. It is possible that he has a chance to enter the house. That Gu Jiantang in the south relies on killing people." The great master who was killed left behind a lot of hidden piles in the city, which means that the wind and grass in Beiliang cannot escape our eyes, so the assassin who mostly crossed the border alone can easily kill ten elite cavalry. It is conceivable that Tao Qianzhi, who was the second grader, was killed within the time limit, and the reinforcements were thrown into the air. It is conceivable that he was not a weak hand. The key is whether the assassin killed Tao Qianzhi and whether he drew his sword. If not, it would be a bit exaggerated. The lower city is full of chickens and dogs, and the officials in many big cities and important towns in Longyao Prefecture are worried."
The woman with the forehead of Diaofu smiled heartlessly: "Longyao Prefecture is far less than Gusai Prefecture, which has suffered a lot of war. I can't see the little bird on the crotch. Officials like this in Beimang should die a few more times."
The old man in brocade clothes would laugh out loud. This little master's lips and tongue were as vicious as ever. Although he followed around all the year round and had already visited the eight states of Beimang, he would still be surprised from time to time.
Princess Hongyan murmured softly: "There is Zhao Gou in Liyang, don't we also have a spider web in Beimang, I want to see when this assassin will crash into the web. Two cocoons, six lift poles, three Bai Zhuo Ting Lang and Ba Shi Di Niang, but they are all like mad dogs."
Hearing this series of uncommon words that fell into the ears of ordinary people, the old man in brocade clothes looked around vigilantly, seeing no one around, so he didn't make a sound.
The sable-faced woman smiled charmingly: "Old Dragon King, what are you afraid of? You used to be a big shot on this spider web, but now the six mighty lifters, half of them have to call you uncle."
The old man sighed, and said: "Without the identity of that layer of human skin, even a newly-promoted catcher will not take the old slave seriously."
She laughed and said: "It is said that the old Dragon King has one foot on King Kong and one foot on Zhixuan. He ranks ninth among the top ten demons in Beimang. It is frightening to say it, and it is no worse than lifting a pole."
The old man in brocade clothes lost his mind slightly, shook his head and said: "Compared to Tuoba Bodhisattva, Hong Jingyan, and Luoyang, this old slave is far behind in both realm and killing ability."
The woman touched the sable forehead on her head, with a seemingly innocent and charming face, she said delicately: "It is smaller than the top, but it is bigger than the bottom, I am so envious."
The old Dragon King smiled knowingly.
Outside the city, Wang Dashi, a boy from the fish and dragon gang, walked beside Mr. Xu who was leading the horse slowly. The boy followed him and looked back, and was shocked when he saw the woman with a sable forehead on the top of the city. Not all fledgling quacks They all have the courage and confidence not to be afraid of tigers. Wang Dashi is very afraid of this enchanting girl who flirts with officers and soldiers at Daomaguan. He thinks that she is dangerous and too unscrupulous. One hundred and eight thousand miles.
Xu Fengnian got on his horse, came to the leader Liu Nirong, and said bluntly: "I went with the Fish and Dragon Gang to go back to the Yanguan Pass, and we will part ways. There are some private matters assigned by the General's Mansion to deal with. I have some money from the Wei Mansion on the carriage. A small box of fire pleats dedicated to the military camp, as well as a few calligraphy and paintings presented by Mr. Wei, and as an extra compensation from the General’s Mansion to the Fish and Dragon Gang, Ms. Liu decides whether to accept it or not. It is inappropriate to give real money and silver to the government to win over the relationship, and it is easy to commit taboos. It is better to send a few elegant things that suit your appetite, and go to the temple to burn incense. It may not be useful to worship the Bodhisattva. This is really bad. The more you lose the opportunity and want to make up for it, the less you can worry. In fact, old gang leader Liu has a good reputation in Lingzhou. As long as you are willing to bow your head, it is not difficult to break the deadlock. After all Don't look at the glamor of the gentlemen who bowed their heads to make amends for smiling faces, they also have the humiliating situation of bowing their heads and bowing their heads. Thinking about it from another angle, unless it is Lord Yan who makes black and white impermanence come to claim his life, there will be no obstacles in the world that cannot be overcome. "
Liu Nirong cast a cold glance at Xu Fengnian, pursed her lips, and showed her sharpness. This beautiful woman is like a piece of rough jade, which becomes more and more brilliant after being sculpted by life.
Xu Fengnian didn't care about her deliberate indifference, and continued: "I said this just because I want to get together and leave easily."
Liu Nirong turned her head and looked at Xu Fengnian calmly, and said, "I won't throw things away, and I won't find them dirty either, that's what the Fish and Dragons deserve."
Xu Fengnian smiled, turned his head and pointed to the boy who was running on the muddy official road with his head down, and whispered, "Liu Nirong, do you know that he likes you?"
Following the gestures, Liu Nirong saw the unknown young man in the Yulong Gang, and was taken aback for a moment.
Xu Fengnian looked straight ahead, and said slowly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just telling you a fact, otherwise you might never know that there is such a fool with unrequited love in your whole life."
Liu Nirong frowned, "I actually know."
Xu Fengnian no longer lingered to be annoying, he pulled the rein and slowed down, although after two different tours, each with his own merits, he was no longer as cynical as the young prince, but no matter how good his temper was, his temper was tempered even more Smooth and tactful, she was not so cheeky as to be fond of scolding and making supercilious glances. As for why she took a pot of dirty water in the Wei Mansion and didn't try to explain the cause of Xiao Qiang's death, Liu Nirong was furious at the time, and she explained why Why bother to cover up. Besides, if she wants to hate, she can just let her hate it thoroughly. His Royal Highness has walked step by step over the years, and he is almost numb to this kind of misunderstanding. Isn't this the guilt of His Royal Highness Shi Zi for forcing Gongsun Yang to death and being unable to speak to others
Returning to the boy, Xu Fengnian laughed softly and said, "Wang Dashi, I told Miss Liu just now that you like her."
Wang Dashi was startled, terrified, terrified at first, and then blushed, almost crying, but Mr. Xu was already the most admired and grateful person in his life, so he had no choice but to lower his head and shrug his shoulders, Obviously choked up with aggrieved.
Xu Fengnian smiled and comforted, "I lied to you."
Wang Dashi raised his head, speechless, dazed and disappointed.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Wang Dashi, let me teach you a good way to court girls, do you want to hear it? It's a real story."
Wang Dashi wiped his eyes hastily, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Xu, you say so."
Xu Fengnian looked at the bright sky where the dark clouds had dissipated, and said softly: "Go up to her and tell her, if you want Jianghu, I will give you one. If you want the world, I will give you one. And what about me , I just want a son, will you give it to me?"
Wang Dashi was dumbfounded, and mumbled, "I dare not say that."
The corners of Xu Fengnian's mouth curled up, with a gentle smile.
Wang Dashi realized it later, and asked curiously: "Mr. Xu, who is so courageous, in our Lingzhou dialect, it is old domineering!"
Xu Fengnian said softly: "My father."