The old eunuch has never practiced martial arts, but there is never a shortage of masters in the imperial palace of Tai'an City, and the old man is one of the top eunuchs in the Diao Temple. The fight between the gods who obeyed the orders made the old man gasp for air, and the cold wind and rain in the late spring in Beiliang was especially penetrating. Every step was like stepping on his already overwhelmed heart, and he felt a severe toothache. When the young man with the saber came to the foot of the mountain, Zhao Lao Diaosi trotted forward with the tragic mood of early death and early reincarnation, and was about to say a few words of flattery. It would be nice to have an easier way to die. I never thought that the man bowed and waved his hand, and said first, "I thank Mr. Zhao on Beiliang's behalf. We can't compare with Tai'an City, which is full of flowers and flowers, but it can make Mr. Zhao happy." This king can still make room for the old man to spend his resting place in his old age."
Zhao Siku was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the approaching person continue to laugh and say: "The Xu family owes Zhao Changling too much, but there is nothing to repay. Since the old man is the old man of Zhao Yangcai in Beiliang, this time he is doing it for Zhao Changling. Beiliang risked his life to make meritorious deeds, and did not disappoint this king's master, so don't worry, old man. This king said so much, in fact, he hopes that old man can really feel at ease."
The old man smiled freely, and said with a little self-mockery: "An eunuch who is scolded by everyone in our family is also worthy of the title of sir? The prince's words are like this, is it that he wants our family to work hard again? If so, just rely on the word sir , but not enough."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Let's just say Mr. Zhao won't really feel at ease."
The old man bent down and asked doubtfully, "Is it true that our family can live as we want in Beiliang, and die as we want?"
Xu Fengnian nodded with a smile, Zhao Siku sighed heavily, looked up at the top of Qinglu Mountain, which had become calm and breezy, and said softly in a eunuch's unique high-pitched voice: "Since the prince is kind, then our family will be bold." To put it in a rebellious heart, the little master was optimistic about Chen Zhibao at the beginning. After all, this white-clothed soldier fairy did not rule Beiliang, so it cannot be said that the little master misjudged the person, but if the little master can really live to this day, probably there will be no Too much resentment."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "If Zhao Changling doesn't die, Beiliang probably won't have anything to do with me."
Zhao Siku took a deep look at the young vassal king, and said with emotion: "Our family can't see through the lord's temperament for a while, but what he said is true and comfortable to listen to."
The old eunuch turned his head to look at Tai'an City, "The people there like to be surrounded by clouds and fog. No matter how good the weather is, it still makes people feel gloomy."
Xu Fengnian didn't make any judgments on this, but said softly: "The wind and sand in Beiliang is rough all the year round, and the severe cold in winter is especially hard, but no matter where you stand, you can see a wide field of vision. After staying for a long time, I feel a little depressed. When the wind blows and the snow falls, there will always be less.”
The old eunuch smiled sincerely: "Borrowing the auspicious words of the King of Beiliang, I was content to fulfill my little master's last wish. I never thought that I could live a few more years."
Xu Fengnian turned around and saw the girl Hehe with empty hands, this girl was shaking her wrists in boredom, Xu Fengnian said to Zhao Siku: "Old man, you might as well go to the mountain to see the scenery, then go down the mountain with Hu Kui, Huang Fuping and others."
The old man said with a smile: "I have to walk around and see more while my legs and feet are still sharp."
The old eunuch passed by the girl, and the old man said to himself: "When the Great Qin lost its deer, the heroes of the world chased it together. Eight hundred years ago, the Great Feng Dynasty unified the north and the south. However, in the end, the northern barbarians invaded the Central Plains to the south. After that, no one in the past dynasties could worry about the north, and this dynasty is no exception. Zhang Julu, the chief assistant, has been in charge of the government for more than 20 years. Half of the time was spent staring at the border of the Northland, and joining forces with the great general Gu Jiantang was nothing more than pulling the disadvantages into balance. Now that Liyang is about to commit suicide, what will happen to the world? Alas, our family has never understood this world. "Scholars can't tolerate eunuchs, scholars can't tolerate ordinary people, and scholars can't even tolerate scholars in the end. Our family has read all the classics handed down by the saints of the Zhang family. I haven't seen such a truth. After thinking about it, Maybe it’s because what’s good at the top doesn’t matter what happens at the bottom, our family really needs to open our eyes to see the academy here, and see if the scholars here are a little different.”
Xu Fengnian laughed softly, "As expected of someone from Zhao Changling's family."
The girl tilted her head, Xu Fengnian took her hand, and said softly, "We don't think so much."
She said softly: "Old Huang thinks more."
Xu Fengnian pulled her into the carriage parked at the foot of the mountain together. Xu Yanbing, who had never made a move, looked at Xu Fengnian, and the two nodded without saying a word. It was rare for Xu Fengnian to really catch his breath, and he chatted casually with this girl: "As far as a counselor is concerned, the size of one's own stature is one thing, and the height of one's foothold is another matter. To seek his affairs in his position, Yuan Benxi ranks among the counselors of the Spring and Autumn Period. He has always been superior to my master Li Yishan, Yangcai Zhao Changling, and Nalan Youci who is behind the scenes of King Yanchi. In fact, it may not mean that Yuan Benxi's talent is higher than the others, but his position , it is destined that he can have more room for planning, and he can hold more things in his hands. It's like a clever woman who has plenty of food, rice, oil and salt, and the meals she cooks will be more abundant. We here in Beiliang, At present, there are Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang. If Beiliang can not be trampled by Beimang, their future achievements will definitely not be low, but it is difficult to say how high it is. Lu Xu in Xiangfan City is also the same. The crux of why Sun Yin, who is a master, does not want to stay in Beiliang. There are pythons but no dragons in the Beiliang Pond, he looks down on him. But being in the Liyang court, there are good and bad, the bad is that the emperor can use it There are too many people, and they are alluring. Even if there is such a talent as Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang, it is difficult to stand out as quickly as in Beiliang. Light, there are many rules in the Zhao court, and many literati's lofty ambitions are hard to be rewarded. Most of them are moaning without illness, but in the end there are still some people who were born at the wrong time and their talents were not met. If Huanglongshi was born in the present, I'm afraid that let alone Huang Sanjia, who became the great devil of the Spring and Autumn Period, even if he wants to be the great sacrificial wine of Shangyin Academy, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky."
Xu Fengnian glanced at Miss Hehe, and said helplessly, "What are you staring at me for? I'm not saying bad things about your old Huang, just praising him. My master said that he is an extraordinary person, a superhero, how dare I belittle him?" Look at Huang Longshi."
Xu Fengnian's thoughts drifted away immediately, "Zhao Zhu is so lucky that he can be said to be lucky, and he can make Huang Longshi, Beimang Guoshi Qilin Master Yuan Qingshan and Nalan Youci fall in love at the same time. The Zhao Kai who died outside the Tiemen Pass had only two masters, Yang Taisui and Han Shengxuan, and he was far inferior to Zhao Zhu. As for the fourth prince, Zhao Zhuan, he was already the crown prince of a country. Needless to say, he will leave Yangjiang in the future The ownership of the mountain depends on these two."
On the way back to the mansion of General Youzhou in Yihe City, two groups of assassins were attacked by pebbles and stones. They were intercepted and killed by eagle spies without even needing to drive and sit in the car. Most of the confidantes and dead men raised by the sect, the warriors in these sects, are mostly staunch, they don't treat other people's lives as valuables, and they don't even take their own lives as their own. I will be able to repay your life in a year, and I am willing to regard this as a righteous word, a heroic spirit, a heroic character, such a particularity, it is difficult for outsiders to say whether it is right or wrong. During Xu Fengnian's period, he raised the curtain and looked at the pair of eyes lying in a pool of blood. He didn't have any compassion, but he thought of many things outside of Beiliang. He said that the emperor of the Zhao family was enough for the emperor of the Zhao family. In history, he became a once-in-a-hundred-year Mingjun, but after he ascended the throne, he wanted to kill Xu Xiao, and now he wanted to kill Liyang hero Zhang Julu again. To be able to tolerate Zhang and Gu's two cottages, and to allow the survivors of the Eight Kingdoms to make waves with pen and ink, is really the emperor who is in charge of the world, and he must have the unspeakable secret of being the head of the family. No matter how willing he is to work hard day and night for the people of the world, he must first consider for the Zhao family Regardless of his own gains and losses, Zhang Julu can set up a door for the world's poor to become a dragon. It can even be said that Bi Yan'er not only exchanged one person's death for the four thousand houses of the six yamen in the world, but also exchanged for the future. The foothold of Han Shu's children in the temple. It just so happened that the emperor of the Zhao family was not that short-sighted person. Even within a hundred years after his death, the humble scholars could still abide by the etiquette of the emperor and ministers, and wholeheartedly seek advice from the emperor, but is it guaranteed to be the same after two hundred years? If in the temple, everyone cares about both the Zhao family and the world like Zhang Julu, even the people are more important than the king, so that they only care about the world and ignore the Zhao family, this door has been opened, who can close it then? This is not alarmist talk. The poor family has less rules than the rich and powerful. The children of the noble family are used to wearing good shoes, and they are reluctant to take them off. However, the Han family is barefoot. , who is not an assistant? What if I even sit on the dragon chair by myself? Therefore, the emperor of the Zhao family killed Zhang Julu, it is true that he killed the number one hero of the Liyang dynasty, but it was a helpless act of trying to hide the open door as much as possible.
Master Li Yishan can see these things, and Huang Longshi Yuan Benxi must also be able to see them, especially Zhang Julu himself. As for whether it is good or bad, Xu Fengnian doesn't want to be the emperor, so don't worry about it.
Xu Fengnian said to himself: "Youzhou is in such a mess, Liyang should think it's a mouse carrying a knife in the nest. I just want to take a break, um, I need to take a good rest."
The little girl stretched out a palm and stared straight at Xu Fengnian, whose gray hair was turning black.
Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head.
The girl curled up a finger and asked with her eyes.
Four
Xu Fengnian still shook his head.
She bent another finger slowly.
Xu Fengnian continued to shake his head.
When she was about to have only two fingers closed together, Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I haven't fought Tuoba Bodhisattva before, so it's hard to say the second and third."
The girl is in high spirits.
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "But as long as Wang Xianzhi is alive, whether it is second or third or the tenth at the bottom of the martial arts evaluation, it doesn't make much sense."
The girl stretched out her fingers and rubbed a purple gold "eye" looming on Xu Fengnian's forehead. It didn't quite resemble the golden color of sunflowers in summer and autumn, but she still liked it.
When she was a child, apart from the man who only knew that he would never be a father, there were only her, her mother, and the golden sunflowers in the field. Those strange men brought home by that man also abused her mother in the field, so she dared to hide in the distance. Every time my mother puts on her clothes, straightens her hair, and walks out of the field, she will find her, a daughter who dares not cry, smile gently at her, then hand her a sunflower that she picked, and go home together. Later, when her mother died, she could only look at those sunflowers by herself.