In Xiangfan City, a graceful woman wrapped in silver and dressed in fur, it is hard to imagine that twenty years ago it was a gloomy ghost town. Only bling.
A carriage was slowly driving in a quiet and deep narrow alley, and the horseshoes smashed and trampled, making a series of crisp sounds on the bluestone slabs. The driver was a beautiful woman, who was called Xinghua in Jing'an Palace, and everyone knew it was Lu. The young master's personal servant girl, as the blind young master Lu's position in Xiangfan has become more stable, her status has also risen accordingly. Even the chief steward of the palace will smile when she sees her, for fear that she may Mr. Lu blows the pillow wind. As for whether she really has a physical relationship with Mr. Lu, God knows, who in the Jing'an palace does not know that Mr. Lu is the number one celebrity in front of the young vassal, who dares to talk carelessly, and Don't be beaten to death with sticks. Xinghua, whose real name is Liu Lingbao, carefully rolled up the curtain. Lu Xu got off the carriage, opened the door and walked into the small courtyard of this private house. Xinghua could only wait outside the courtyard, not daring to look at the courtyard door. In the small courtyard with two entrances, two begonias were originally transplanted in the yard, but the begonias are not tolerant to the shade, and the light in the courtyard is too dark to accept the sun, and one of the begonias has died. Lu Xu went straight to the main room, and stopped before climbing the steps. A woman guarding the door was frowning, but when she saw Lu Xu, she was surprised first and then overjoyed, and hurried down the steps. He said in a respectful and gentle voice, "I have met Mr. Xu."
Lu Xu showed a light smile on his face, bowed his head slightly and cupped his hands, not lacking in courtesy. Although he disliked this beautiful woman of unknown origin in his heart, he never hid it from the young feudal lord, but he really couldn't avoid dealing with her, and he still wouldn't turn against her in face. There was a sound of porcelain smashing into pieces in the room, Lu Xu raised his head and "looked" at the main room, frowning. Since Emperor Zhenwu of Chunshen Lake stepped on the boat, King Jing'an returned to Xiangfan City in a daze, and has not shown up for many days. Many important political affairs that need to be commented on by the vassal king's pen have been delayed. Although he is the number one think tank in the Jing'an Palace. , But the act of presumptuousness has always been a taboo for counselors. The woman pursed her lips and sighed, "I implore Mr. Lu to come into the house to persuade you. After the prince came back, he only drank and did not eat."
Lu Xu nodded and walked up the steps, followed by this woman. She had a dignified appearance but charming eyes, she was similar in both appearance and spirit to the princess who followed the violent old King Jing'an to die in love. She helped Lu Xu gently push open the door. In the room, Zhao Xun has disheveled hair, sitting in a corner with his back against the wall, with dozens of wine jugs rolling down beside him, full of alcohol, and he doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a vassal king. Trembling, he picked up the jug, but it was empty. The young feudal lord who was as famous as his father in Xiangfan raised his head and waited for a long time, but before he got a few drops of wine, he threw out the jug and smashed the only remaining porcelain bottle on the shelf. smash. Lu Xu is blind but not blind. It's not surprising that Zhao Xun's slump. His Royal Highness has not experienced too many ups and downs in his life. After becoming the new King Jing'an by luck, it went smoothly. The most hated enemy ruthlessly trampled on his dignity with an almost invincible posture. Lu Xu didn't say a word of comfort, but turned around and reached out, took a new jug from the woman, sat opposite Zhao Xun, and handed it to the woman who only dared to hide. The young vassal who got up to drank his sorrows, heard the woman's footsteps coming out of the house and the sound of the door closing, and then slowly said: "The son of Beiliang is really the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, that is a good thing."
Zhao Xun, who had cloudy eyes, froze for a moment, and regained a trace of clarity. After taking the jug, he stopped raising his head to drink, and stared intently at the real backbone of Xiangfan.
Lu Xu said calmly, "The theory of Yin-Yang and Five Elements prevailed in Shangyin Academy, Huang Sanjia asserted that Liyang, who possesses the virtue of fire, will dominate the world, and that who can defeat fire is water. The Great Emperor's Wudang Mountain, it is rumored that Zhenwu came to the world 800 years ago and became the emperor of the Great Qin who ruled the world. To instigate the root cause of a case of white clothes in the capital. For the emperor who does not ask the common people and asks the ghosts and gods, the dynasty changes and the five elements change. It is better to believe what is there or not. There is another turmoil about Zhenwu coming to the world. I don't believe that the emperor can still sit still. I believe that Wang Xianzhi can disregard the imperial decree, but I don't believe that Wang Xianzhi will be able to resist the temptation to fight with Emperor Zhenwu. What kind of competition is there in the world? It would be more suitable to do the final battle than to fight with Yujing Zunshen, who came down from the heaven? The court can tolerate a prince who has already gained power, but he will never accept a Beiliang who is ambitious and destined to sit north and south Wang. Why don't you make a bet with me, Wang Xianzhi, on whether Wang Xianzhi will leave the city in the near future?"
Zhao Xun's eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care about Lu Xu's suspicion of disrespect towards the Zhao family of the royal family at all. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It makes sense! If you don't bet or bet, I will definitely lose!"
Lu Xu stood up, patted the dust, and said to himself: "The majestic vassal has been drinking for several days, how decent is he? If he is not afraid of Lu Xu's jokes, he is not afraid of being laughed at by women? I only heard that men like to swell in front of the woman they like. He puts on a big face and pretends to be a hero, but I have never heard of a man pretending to be a grandson in front of a woman."
Zhao Xun smiled in relief, still a little ashamed, but fortunately the blind scholar couldn't see, Zhao Xun put down the jug, stood up abruptly, straightened his messy skirt. There was a depressive cough in a man's deep voice outside the house, Zhao Xun hurriedly opened the door, without even looking at the face of the man who died in the palace, he directly snatched a secret letter from him that was secretly brought to Jing'an Palace by a carrier pigeon, and spread it out. Afterwards, with red eyes and red eyes, that handsome face was distorted with excitement, he read the secret letter with few words several times, and then he held it tightly in the palm of his hand, turned around and walked quickly, hugged Lu Xu, and laughed loudly. : "Mr. Lu is really unpredictable, the prophet is not inferior to Huang Sanjia, he is out of the city! He is out of the city!"
The woman standing far away in the courtyard looked secretly, and just happened to see the calm face of the blind man who knew everything in his mind. For some reason, she instinctively told her that Mr. Lu, who was smiling peacefully, was not smiling.
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In the Shenjiafang, which has nothing to do with the world, smoke is curling up from the kitchen, and chickens and dogs hear each other. A Confucian scholar in blue shirt with frosty temples and white temples stepped into it, with a clean and elegant demeanor, and a handsome man who could make many women fall in love with him at first sight when he was young. Under the lush feng shui tree, it seems to be looking for someone and waiting for someone. Huang Longshi walked out of the house and looked at each other. Huang Longshi hesitated for a moment, but he still walked towards the elderly man in Tsing Yi, and stood together at the head of the village, with the gurgling water flowing. The scribe in Tsing Yi chuckled and said: "A few years ago, I secretly looked through the Shen family genealogy, and your handwriting is still the same as when you were studying in the Shangyin Academy. This time I guess you will appear here most of the time, so let's try our luck. "
Huang Longshi twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why did you startle me? The restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom is imminent, and you, Cao Changqing, are required to do everything by yourself. Oh, I see. It turns out that Wang Laogui walked out of Wudi City and re-entered the rivers and lakes. But since It was this old monster who took the initiative to deal with that poor fellow. Even if you, Cao Changqing, have become a saint, you can’t stop him. Unless Deng Tai’a returns from the East China Sea, and he is willing to join forces with you to resist the enemy. But Wang Xianzhi really annoyed him. Whoever wants to kill, the Heavenly King and I have no choice, such a once-in-five-hundred-year-old monster is qualified to fight Lu Zu, and he must not be convinced."
Cao Changqing asked with a smile: "If I add Luoyang, I can't keep Xu Fengnian even if I die?"
Huang Longshi shook his head and said: "Something happened over there, Song Nianqing directly sacrificed the Earth Immortal sword, I thought his last fourteenth sword was just a celestial phenomenon, how could I have thought that this old boy had cramps, Master Liu Hao seized the opportunity and The catch was incomparable, Luoyang was careless this time. If you think that the kid is safe and sound, you can only hope that he won't have cramps like Song Nianqing, and after Chunshen Lake, he will invite some Zhenwu emperor Dharma body, otherwise Wang Xianzhi's original intention is just Selling the emperor of the Zhao family to save face, and going out of the city to make a show, you might get itchy hands at that time, and have a good fight. But it is easy to ask the gods to give it to the gods, not to mention that this kind of fake fairy who can't stand on the stage can't stand Wang Xianzhi at all Fighting with all your strength, even if Wang Xianzhi let go and sent God away, that kid will lose a lot of skin. Let me see, who is going to die around me, Luoyang? Xu Longxiang? Or Xu Xiao?"
Cao Changqing sighed, "Why does it sound like Zhenwu's reincarnation is not beneficial at all?"
Huang Longshi sneered and said: "This is a shabby business that is doomed to lose money. Look at that kid, who has had an easy life around him in the past 20 years? If there is a reincarnation of heaven and man, then eight hundred years ago Zhenwu turned into the Great Qin Emperor , It just came into being, let alone Emperor Zhenwu, the three masters sitting in the Sanqing Hall went down to earth in person, they are useless, because it is against the way of heaven, they will still be suppressed to death by the Zhao family who is entrusted by the sky .Only after three hundred and fourteen years, will..."
Cao Changqing asked with a smile, "What will happen?"
Huang Longshi sneered and said, "You will know if you live another three or four hundred years."
Cao Changqing smiled and said, "No matter how many hundreds of years are behind us, if we live in this world and do many things right now, we should do our best without digging into horns, and then we should still have a clear conscience in the end."
For the first time, Huang Longshi asked other people a question: "Where is that girl whom Li Chungang favors?"
Cao Changqing joked, "Are you even sure?"
Huang Longshi said indifferently: "I don't know how many people there are."
Cao Changqing said with emotion: "Shenwu City kills cats, and the princess and I are watching the battle. If there is no sword going to Wudi City, there will be another sword falling from the sky."
Huang Longshi: "We are just old man's village talk under Laohuai. As for the rivers and lakes, it's just a flashback."
Cao Changqing laughed it off.
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A burly old man with snow-haired hair did not take the flat post road, but went alone to choose those remote mountains and old forests, all of which disappeared in a flash.
As he approached the city, he slowed down a little, and it was still far faster than a galloping horse.
The old man in hemp shoes and hemp clothes stopped for the first time since he went out of the city to the west from the East China Sea.
A beautiful young woman folded her hands on the hilt of an ancient sword that was inserted into the ground.
Stopped the way of Emperor Wucheng Wang Xianzhi.
She only has a big cool dragon sparrow.
What he was facing was the number one person in the world who had dominated the world for a full sixty years.