"Xu Fengnian."
A woman at the door shouted softly, her face was not ordinary, but she was not angry. Standing beside her was a young man who looked somewhat similar to the eldest prince Zhao Wu, but compared to Zhao Wu's rough aura, he had a lot more introverted and refined air, and he seemed to be an expert in raising jade. After being humiliated, the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, which should have turned into anger from embarrassment, was fleeting. Only Xu Fengnian keenly caught it. Perhaps even the woman who was focused on the prince of Beiliang didn't pay attention. Xu Fengnian wanted to fish out the hidden Han Diao Temple with his pole, but he didn't expect that it was the empress Zhao Zhi and the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan who surfaced, smiled and slowly let go of Zhao Wu's neck, turned around and bowed slightly, with a respectful tone, But addressing her is extremely disrespectful: "Nephew has met Aunt Zhao."
Zhao Zhi's expression was complicated, and the guilt that was suppressed deep in his heart came to his mind, and he said coldly: "This is the first time you call me like this, and it will also be the last time, so you can do it yourself."
The elders of Xu and Zhao's family have already cut off all kindness and righteousness. Zhao Zhi, who originally had a little sympathy for Xu's family, also completely extinguished the erratic incense by himself. Suddenly turned his head to look, and the gloomy white-headed man smiled again. The warm spring breeze made Zhao Zhi feel an unknown haze. She was not afraid that this young man would become the second Xu Xiao. An extremely human minister is as difficult as climbing to the sky, Zhao Zhi is not afraid that he will follow that woman's upright personality, but he is only afraid that she will ignore her and bite like a crazy wild dog. Zhao Wu helped up two golden sword guards with different injuries, and the fourth prince, Zhao Zhuan, stepped forward to help the less injured one of them, making the imperial servant immediately grateful, and the two princes with the same father and mother quietly Looking at each other with a smile, Zhao Wu even turned his head and grinned, and made a bloody gesture of cutting his neck with a knife, Zhao Zhuan lightly pressed Zhao Wu's hand, and smiled slightly apologetically at Xu Fengnian.
Princess Zhao Fengya of Sui Zhu lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly. Chen Yu, who had a fall, was still calm and buoyant.
The three women got into the carriage, and the eldest prince Zhao Wu and the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan rode on horseback to escort them.
Such a team is really shocking.
Princess Sui Zhu's eyes and brows were full of smiles, but she scolded: "What a reckless man!"
Zhao Zhi shook his head and said, "Your fourth brother put up the ladder, and Xu Fengnian is also smart. As a result, both families got off the ladder."
Zhao Fengya was confused and said, "I don't understand."
Zhao Zhi lifted the curtain and glared at his clever son Zhao Zhuan, who made a playful grimace.
Zhao Zhi said flatly: "Xu Fengnian used this to tell us the Zhao family that the Xu family will only guard the gate for the people of Liyang in the future, and has nothing to do with the Zhao family."
Zhao Fengya said angrily: "You are too courageous!"
Zhao Fengya was very puzzled, snorted coldly, and then laughed to herself, almost crying, "Mother, if only I had Li Chungang's skills, I'd be like the old sword god and go to Beiliang and shout 'Money comes! "Malay" and "knife" come, swish, swish, Xu Fengnian's family property is gone, completely clean! Or just hang a yellow river on his head like a white-clothed monk, splash it, and drown him!"
Zhao Zhi patted his daughter's head affectionately, "Childish, I won't grow up."
Zhao Fengya asked curiously: "Who is the proprietress? Last time Uncle Xu and I came here to eat mutton, and we talked and laughed."
Zhao Zhi's face was covered with a layer of melancholy, and he shook his head and said: "The old account book that can't be calculated."
Zhao Fengya flung herself into the arms of the current empress, and said with a smirk in a low voice: "Empress mother, you tell me the truth, you are not a few years younger than Uncle Xu, did you ever have a crush on Uncle Xu back then?"
Zhao Zhi was stunned for a moment, and twisted the ear of his daughter who spoke absurdly, "Lawless, I'll marry you as soon as possible!"
Chen Yu, who obviously had a deep estrangement with the mother and daughter, kept silent all the time, neither listening nor listening or speaking.
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In some places, swords are on the verge of breaking out.
Some places are fun.
Dragons and tigers have competed with Wudang for hundreds of years, and many people may have forgotten that before that, a young Taoist priest who looked like a wild fox and a fairy painted dragons in Tai'an City 120 years ago. Yun, this rootless duckweed, summons wind and thunder, impeaches ghosts, and suppresses dragons and tigers Wudang with its own strength. Taking charge of the Taoist affairs of a country, praying for snow and mourning rain according to the imperial edict, all of them are effective. In the hands of the first emperor of Liyang, the leader of Chongde was made, and when the current emperor ascended the throne, he was given the title Taixuan Mingcheng Dazheng, and the accumulation of layers, I am afraid that those old celestial master tablets in Longhu Mountain are hard to match. But two Jiazi passed, the place where this immortal with the same surname as the Son of Heaven practiced gradually became more and more decayed, and there was no incense stick inserted in the incense burner. The green pines and cypresses were especially green in winter, but instead of being immortal, they looked gloomy. , A small table was set up under an old cypress tree, and the two drank each other. Five maids stood behind them, a plump maid warmed the wine, and a thin maid cooked tea. The man's face is sombre, he looks about forty years old, probably because of his poor complexion, the twilight is heavy. There are too many people who drink tea with suave and elegant looks. Even in the capital where fish and dragons are mixed, there are few outstanding men with such temperament that give people an extraordinary and refined look at a glance. They are more carefully maintained than women.
Sixty-seven yuan Benxi. Sixty-four Nalan Youci.
Nalan Youci's five personal servants are well known in the world, Fengdu Dongyue Xishu three corpses ride on shoes, nicknamed "Swallowing Thousands of Miles", the woman who cooks tea is the three corpses, and the wine warming maid is riding shoes.
Nalan Youci lay on the small sandalwood couch, shoveled the spices, and asked with a smile: "Yuan Benxi, do you really want to cultivate that white-eyed wolf in Jin Lanting as a second blue-eyed boy? Be careful that you will lose everything. I have heard it with my own eyes and seen it with my own eyes, but I have heard others say that his words and deeds do not seem like a talent that you can entrust to a big task with peace of mind. A book is enough to hold you to death. Poverty is to the bone, and passion is in the face. It is not a good thing. Let him assist you. Zheng Guo, you are not afraid of working hard all your life, and you will lose everything at the end?"
Yuan Benxi said vaguely: "I will take care of the affairs of the capital, and you don't need to worry about it."
Nalan Youci took a black-glazed teacup, spun the rim with his fingers, smelled the refreshing fragrance, as if the fragrance of tea could intoxicate people, squinted his eyes and said, "I see the teacups of King Jing'an Zhao Xun's The counselor Lu Xu is good, you don’t dig corners? Without the help of a young blind man, isn’t Xiangfan, which controls the waist and back of the Central Plains, all in your hands? Lu Xu can also take over your mantle of vertical and horizontal art.”
Yuan Benxi was expressionless and drank slowly.
Nalan Youci patted himself on the forehead, not only laughing at himself but also at others, raised his eyes to look at the winter scene in the courtyard, "Almost forgot, you have no heirs under Yuan Benxi, just like an eunuch, and you don't make enemies or cliques, you just want to let me Rest assured, the Zhao family, if you have an heir, it will be the day when you Yuan Benxi will be unloaded and killed. In this way, you should really envy me."
Yuan Benxi glanced at the man standing behind King Yanchi's curtain.
Nalan Youci laughed, "Lu Xu is really a pawn of the Huanglongshi? Isn't that Chen Yu, who has a noble fate?"
Yuan Benxi raised his head and quickly drank a glass of wine.
Nalan Youci knew this person's temperament, so he didn't bother to ask the bottom line, so he changed the question, "You failed to catch Huang Longshi, a visiting rat in your own yard?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head.
Nalan Youci became a little cold, raised his hand, and the maidservant Feng Du, whose body was as smooth as creamy fat, bent down, gently took the master's white jade hand, and put it between his warm breasts. Then Nalan Youci lazily said: "Thinking about it, it's funny. You Yuan Benxi planned the white clothes case in the capital, and you persuaded Zhao Zhi to recruit that kid to be a son-in-law. You just hope that Beiliang will die in one generation. Now you have finally come to Beiliang The eldest son went to Beijing, but he couldn't be killed in the capital, and he had to be protected as his own son, even Han Diao Temple didn't allow him to enter the city to make trouble, and he was only allowed to intercept and kill him five hundred miles away from the capital."
Yuan Benxi slurred his speech because he lost half an inch of his tongue back then: "Then Xu Fengnian defeated Chen Zhibao, and I will lose to Beiliang in this game, so I will toast to Li Yishan."
Nalan Youci smiled sincerely: "You are better than me at this point, and you are willing to bet and admit defeat, but I don't have this kind of tolerance. Otherwise, I can still be a bosom friend with the surname Xie right now. After he dies, let alone Toast, I can't wait to dig his grave. I heard that he still has a remnant offspring, who don't take his surname. I dug three feet and searched for it for many years, but there is no news. Thanks to the rouge review, I only know that it is called Nangong Pushe."
Yuan Benxi raised his arm to stop the cup, and his mind traveled thousands of miles, he didn't pay attention to this at all.
Nalan Youci laughed softly and said: "The vassal king is hereditary, and according to the law of the vassal, it needs three years of filial piety. I guess Xu Xiao will definitely provoke the border before he dies, and then fight a war with Beimang, so that he can be the son of the emperor. The eldest son was successfully crowned king, in order to prevent the night from having many dreams. Yuan Benxi, I advise you to start as soon as possible, draw from the bottom of the pot, and disrupt Li Yishan's conspiracy left before his death."
Yuan Benxi concluded with one sentence, "Do you know why you are not as good as Li Yishan?"
Nalan Youci calmly said: "I know, Huang Longshi scolded me that I can only make gains and losses for ten years, you are half-dumb, and I am half-blind."
Yuan Benxi laughed it off.
Nalan Youci frowned on those feminine willow-leaf eyebrows, "That kid really went to Beimang alone, and killed Xu Huainan and the fifth raccoon who was at the peak of his power?"
Yuan Benxi nodded.
Nalan Youci clicked his tongue and said, "Then you are not afraid?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head and said: "Unless he can destroy Bei Mang, he will only borrow a knife from the Zhao family to kill me."
Nalan Youci smiled and said: "If that's the case, if you trade your life for one Beiliang and one Beimang, you will still make money."
"Then Chen Zhibao, aren't you worried about raising tigers?"
"It's not Spring and Autumn anymore, reckless people can't do anything. The world is not in chaos, and the land of Shu is in chaos. The world is already in peace and Shu is not in peace. Occupying the land of Shu is the same as sitting in Beiliang, and there is no hope of annexing the world."
"Yuan Benxi, I have to remind you that this is the experience of my generation of scholars. In the spring and autumn, who would have thought that a young general with the strength of the second rank could become a human slaughter?"
"no the same."
Nalan Youci sighed, looked at the sky, and murmured: "Everything you love can die, and it's not just men and women who are infatuated. It is said that Li Mibi in Beimang has a cage with butterflies. After all, we are still in the cage." Butterfly, only Huanglongshi, is detached from the world. Yuan Benxi, have you ever thought about what he wants?"
Yuan Benxi stood up, "There are three immortals in life, and you have made great achievements in words and virtues. In one life, you have three great traditions, and you should be loyal, literary and quality. I am afraid that it will be hundreds or even thousands of years before the conclusion of Huanglongshi's coffin can be made."
Nalan Youci didn't send Yuan Benxi off respectfully, and sat on the small couch, "It's best if Huanglongshi dies at the hands of you and me, then I die at the hands of Xie's son, and you die at the hands of Xu Fengnian, the world will be peaceful."
Yuan Benxi suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "They all died at the hands of Xu Fengnian, wouldn't it be more interesting?"
Nalan Youci laughed and scolded: "Unlucky!"
When Yuan Benxi walked out of the ruined Taoist temple, Nalan Youci thought about it, dipped his finger in the tea, and wrote two words on the table.
emperor.
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Sitting back at the table, Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "Is it because you were framed by the first prince Zhao Wu, or by the smiling fox, the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan, that made you push yourself?"
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "It's probably the fourth son of the Zhao family. Although Zhao Wu said that he deliberately hid his skills, he probably didn't have such a plan."
"I heard that the crown prince is one of these two people, so aren't you destined to offend the future Emperor Liyang?"
"Who said it wasn't?"
"Yo, even the empress is really angry, but you are not worried at all, pretending?"
"I said pretend, okay?"
"That woman is Chen Yu in the Rouge Review, is she going to be the eldest princess or the bride of the palace?"
"Not interested in knowing."
"I see that your relationship with her is not simple."
"Guess."
"My instincts are always right."
Xu Fengnian boiled a few slices of mutton in the pot and placed them in the bowls of Qingniao and Wu respectively.
Born from the heart, a woman has eighteen changes. Xuanyuan Qingfeng is the weird woman Xu Fengnian has seen that has changed dramatically after the age of twenty. Eighty, eighty-five, ninety, step by step up to Bubulian, looking at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Xu Fengnian often thought of the man who became a saint in Daxueping. Xu Fengnian has always been prejudiced against scholars, Chen Xiliang, a poor scholar whom he met during his second trip, was an exception, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng was even more so. Of course, Xu Fengnian didn't have any extra thoughts about Xuanyuan Qingfeng, but he couldn't tell whether it was honor and mutual benefit, or the sympathy between each other in a desperate situation. Always hold some patience beyond the standard. Since temples and rivers and lakes have been places where men fought for fame and fortune since ancient times, and women were coerced into it, Xu Fengnian probably could always pay more unconsciously for those women who were wandering in life but still stubborn. The same is true of Qingzhuniang, a wine seller who died of her daughter early in Beimang.
Xu Fengnian seemed to remember something, smiled and shouted towards the room behind the hanging curtain: "Aunt Hong, you are not as elder as you are!"
The woman pretended to spit, "Bah bah bah, little bastard, that's when I called that girl Aunt Zhao, I can't afford to be called an aunt, be careful that my life will be shortened. Come on, give me a closer look, tsk tsk, she looks really good!" It's very similar to Wu Su, but it's not Xu Xiao's rough virtue, otherwise some girl would be your wife if she was blind. I've been so worried all these years, I'm afraid that your kid won't be able to marry a wife."
"Aunt Hong, the first time we met, did you just make fun of me like that? I won't pay back the meals that Xu Xiao owes you."
"If you call me aunt, just call me aunt. Anyway, I'm a lot of age, and I'm not afraid of being called old by you. What's the money, Aunt Hong is not your ruthless and ungrateful Aunt Zhao. Like an old hen, as long as she enters the nest, she will peck at anyone she sees, and she will not talk about any affection. Back then, your mother, plus her, three women and sisters were comparable, and she was the most scheming. It's a pity , the little sisterhood back then was given to you two generations of men, and it was squandered to nothing."
The woman and Xu Fengnian huddled together on the same bench, Xuanyuan Qingfeng sat silently against the wall, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman talking, and he did not forget to reach out and pinch Xu Fengnian's cheek. , Such an interesting scene is really rare in a hundred years.
The woman rubbed Xu Fengnian's white hair and said softly: "I have wronged you these years."
Xu Fengnian pursed his lips and shook his head.