There are mountains across the vast Western Regions, like a long sword in the middle, dividing the Western Regions into two. The Dafeng Dynasty first set up the Western Regions Protectorate, which was located in a broken mountain pass. The mansion gradually became a city without an owner. After more than two hundred years of bloody disputes, the ancient city established its own rules, and here it has the most complicated context in the world. It is a nobleman from a certain country in the Spring and Autumn Period, maybe a brutal butcher who exposes his chest every day, a general of the Central Plains who used to hold tens of thousands of elite soldiers, maybe those white-haired old women who can bargain with street vendors for half an hour, when she finally gets paid After wishing, the aura revealed when she turned around and stroked her hair lightly made people guess that when the old woman was young, she would only be a lady raised in a land with lush mountains and rivers. In addition to these remnants who have been forgotten along with the Spring and Autumn Period, there are more desperadoes who have fled here in the city. Everyone is doing all kinds of shady activities. But killers who kill like hemp, some people are merchants in name but actually spies of a certain force... In such a mixed throat of the Western Regions, people die almost every day, but their deaths are very respectful. If you die in a proper manner, someone will naturally intervene to finish the matter in a proper manner.
On a temporarily hired carriage to drive to the city, the driver was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion but sharp eyes, who was spitting about the "rules" of that city, and sitting beside him was a young man who was not very common in the Western Regions, If it is said that the elegant attire of the green shirt is not uncommon in the city, it is just a young man's demeanor, which is rare. In the eyes of a native man, this guest is like a character in storytelling that he heard about in his early years, a scholar who went to Beijing to catch an exam, stayed in an ancient temple, and then met a fox spirit who turned into a human. In the dusk, the man looked up at the huge city that had been vaguely outlined, and then he couldn't help but look at the foreign employer who was not too generous, feeling a little regretful. In the city they are going to, although most people live and die according to the rules, the rules have to be made by someone. Unfortunately, they met this small group of people. up. Some people will become rich overnight because of this, and after being attracted by the big shots in the city, they will rise to the top in one step in the largest city in the Western Regions where more than 100,000 people live, and some people will never hear from them again because of this. A few years ago, the coachman brought a group of people into the city. Four of them, three men and one woman, were armed with swords. It was a really good fight, the four of them were indeed very skillful, they jumped out of the carriage and leaped onto the roof, the rain of arrows splashing like water didn't hurt them at all, he didn't dare to look more, and abandoned the carriage They almost crawled away, and later learned that the four of them were all hanged at the gate of Zhengdong City. It is said that they were heroes from the Central Plains who came to seek revenge. Unexpectedly, the enemy family became a dignitary in the inner city, but they lost forty or fifty No one, let them hand over their lives in the city. In fact, there are several such tragedies every year. In the final analysis, anyone can come to that city, but not everyone can leave. But the coachman did not dare to say this, for fear of scaring the young employers around him, and of course he was even more afraid that his commission would turn into a boiled duck flying away.
Before the shabby carriage entered the city, the coachman kindly told the young man about the current situation in the city. A cavalry army of a thousand people charged. I heard that the four forces combined have more than 3,000 horses, and even hundreds of crossbows. If you mess with them, you can wait to be dismembered by five horses. Anyway, those guys are not without have done this kind of thing. There are three guys with surnames in the inner city who are even more annoying. They all have a lot of background and family background. Anyway, in this city, they are the emperors of the earth. Among them, the Chai family has a collection of twenty or thirty dragon robes and pythons. Traveling with great fanfare, she really is wearing a dragon robe as rumored, and the beauties around her are all phoenix crowns and xiapei. They really look like empresses and concubines, which is an eye-opener. Approaching the gate of the city, the dry-mouthed coachman took off the sheepskin wine pouch and took a sip of wine, then turned his head to look at the young man who was listening to him carefully, and said with a grin, "Saying this is just to let the young master pay more attention. But just in case, the small thing is that in case of trouble, if there are red-clothed monks holding prayer wheels nearby, you must hurry to them for help. After all, they are living Bodhisattvas in our Western Regions, so don’t be unreasonable people, will always restrain themselves."
After entering the city, the young master got off at an inn in the east of the city that he recommended, and gave the coachman a few taels of fine silver. Although there was black rust, there was no twilight, and it was pleasing to look at. This made the coachman feel that what he said was not in vain, that good people get rewarded. It's just that when he saw the young man walking slowly into the inn with no intention, the driver's eyes were a bit complicated. In fact, his words were still in vain after all. Can outsiders come out alive after entering this inn? It depends on God's will, even if you can get out by chance, it will take several layers of skin off. However, thinking that the inn would give him a little profit according to the net worth of slaughtering the fat sheep afterwards, the coachman couldn't help but secretly laughed, but at this moment, the young man also looked back and smiled, and the smiling face of the coachman suddenly froze slightly. But soon his smile returned to normal, and he waved his hand at that poor wretch who had already entered the tiger's mouth but didn't know it.
When the coachman left happily whipping his whip, he probably didn't know that if this city was a local snake entrenched on the territory of the Western Regions, making people fearful, then he personally sent a big dragon that was powerful enough to swallow snakes easily.
The one who hired a carriage to enter the city was Xu Fengnian who had not received a clear answer from Mount Landa. There were more than 300,000 monks from the Western Regions who were registered or not. Even if he came to Mount Lantuo in person, he failed to take away one soldier and one soldier, but things did not turn around at all. Xu Fenglai, the protectorate of the Western Regions of the Dafeng Dynasty, did his best for that hopeless turning point, and then obeyed the destiny . In the center of the inner city there is a hill no more than 20 feet high, called Little Landa. On the top of the hill there is the largest prayer wheel in the world, with a gold-plated copper body and a weight of 120,000 jin. There are four great bodhisattvas and 8,000 lifelike celestial maidens. There are 810,000 six-character mantras and all Tripitaka scriptures engraved inside the tube. The prayer wheel is empty with a large ring that people can grasp. The reason why it is said to be false is because no one has successfully pushed the prayer wheel since it was built, so every turn is equivalent to eighty-one Buddha-recitations. Wan Sheng's great fortune, so far no one can bear it.
This anecdote has been passed down in the Central Plains for a long time along with the Buddhism. The power of the dragon and the elephant, the three difficulties are whether there is a connection with the Buddha. A monk from Mount Landa once said that even Lu Zu Wang Xianzhi and Wang Xianzhi were still unable to turn around.
For Xu Fengnian, it is not impossible for him to turn the prayer wheel regardless of whether it is Landa Mountain that asks him to turn the prayer wheel. There are still two Buddhas, plus the Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva, and dozens of masters. Once they join forces to defend against something or prevent someone from doing something, it will indeed be as difficult as reaching the sky. Xu Fengnian believed that with the strength of the fourteen members of Wuping, it is not difficult to push the prayer wheel in terms of strength alone. The real difficulty should lie in the seemingly absent Buddha relationship.
Mount Landa gave a four-character reminder to the young vassal king who visited the mountain in person, "Bathe Buddha in Tianshui".
Xu Fengnian checked in on the second floor of the inn, opened the window with a worried look on his face. Guyu, the second day of March. However, the Buddha's birthday, "Jiulong spitting water and bathing the golden body", is on the eighth day of April. It is reasonable to say that Xu Fengnian could not spend a whole month in this isolated city thousands of miles away from Beiliang, but at the foot of the mountain Xu Fengnian met a hunchbacked old woman who held a small prayer wheel and worshiped devoutly. The ordinary prayer wheel was presented to Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian recalled it later, and the old woman’s unintentional words echoed in his heart like a big bell. She said at the time that turning the prayer wheel should not be too fast. The more you have, the more you need to be calm and steady. Xu Fengnian knew that the old man was just the most common Buddhist worshiper in the Western Regions, but it was precisely because of this that he truly felt the feeling of "God's will in the dark".
There was a trace of helpless bitterness at the corner of Xu Fengnian's mouth, is it really necessary to wait until the eighth day of April? The battle at Hutou City in Liangzhou is raging, Liuzhou is also about to come, and Hulukou in Youzhou is killing people every day. Even if he, the king of Beiliang, can't personally dispatch troops in Beiliang Dufu, he still feels that he needs his own troops. Standing there, you can feel at ease when you can see the smoke of gunpowder and hear the drums of war with your own ears. If you can push the prayer wheel, it will be fine. After Kou Jianghuai enters Liuzhou, there will be 40,000 to 50,000 monks who are not afraid of death and brave and good at fighting, and they can change from seeking defeat to winning. Huang Man'er, who bears the brunt on the western front, can always be a little more stable. This is the selfishness of Xu Fengnian acting under the eyes of Bodhisattva Tuoba this time. Tantai Pingping was very annoyed at that time, and it was also because of this.
At that time Xu Fengnian beheaded the real dragon of Beimang, and his realm plummeted. If he could, why would he be willing to go out of the gourd mouth by himself? But Beiliang iron cavalry is different from other frontier soldiers and horses. The whole world knows that these iron cavalry are surnamed Xu, and the Beiliang frontier army also recognizes this, but Xu Fengnian's hereditary replacement of Wang Jue, really wants to convince the three hundred thousand iron armor, how can it be hardships? The army and the rivers and lakes are two different worlds. It wasn't that Xu Fengnian became one of the few martial arts masters in the world, so he had the capital to command and control thousands of troops. Xu Xiao was only a small martial arts master at that time. Why is he alone? Can he convince the crowd? Why is Gu Jiantang the number one master of swordsmanship in the world, but his confidant Cai Nan led tens of thousands of troops under his command to see Xu Xiao in armor and holding a spear? Should he kneel down and salute Xu Xiao submissively, then turn around and ask Xu Xiao to review the army? The reason is simple, Xu Xiao can't kill many people single-handedly, but since Xu Xiaohu came out of Liaodong, how many big cities have been slaughtered? How many thousands of soldiers were killed? Warriors are not literati, there is no such thing as "unjust spring and autumn, Central Plains land sinking" sentimentality, if you are the soldiers who once again put on armor for the Zhao family after the subjugation of the country, apart from hatred, there will be unspeakable feelings towards Xu Xiao deep in your heart admire.
Xu Fengnian didn't know that the little Landa's prayer wheel might not be able to turn, but he still had to stand here obediently and struggled in his heart.
Anyone can sit on the dragon-carved chair in Tai'an City, but Xu Fengnian cannot sit on it. No one can sit on the big tiger-skin chair in Qingliang Mountain, only Xu Fengnian can sit on it. This is not even something that Xu Fengnian's martial arts realm can change. People live for a lifetime, there must be worries, it is extremely difficult to be a self-sufficient man. Xu Xiao, who seldom speaks out beautiful truths, once said that people have suffered so much to pay off their debts when they come to this world. God is very capable. In the past, Xu Fengnian didn't feel deeply about this, but later when he saw those generals acting domineeringly in Lingzhou, his heart ached and he actually felt at ease. Look, these are the guys who fought with Xu Xiao back then For the descendants of your grandchildren, Xu Xiao has never been ashamed of sacrificing his life for your parents in this life, so you have the blessings you have today! Even in the barren borderlands of Beiliang, Xu Xiao still lets you live a life of peace and luxury in Lingzhou, the south of the Great Wall, which is not inferior to the Central Plains. Xu Fengnian's hatred for Zhong Hongwu, the real murderous intent, is not that the general of Huaihua looked down on him, the second generation ancestor, but that Zhong Hongwu, who took it as a matter of course to leave the border and act as a domineering man, caused such a disaster that even the entire Lingzhou generals forgot Thanks to Xu Xiao's good intentions.
Standing at the window, looking at the bustling street outside the building, Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "Isn't it free to transport heroes?"
There was a knock on the door, and it was the clerk from the restaurant who came to ask him if he wanted to order some food. If he didn’t want to go downstairs, the restaurant could deliver it to the room. The clerk also directly asked if he wanted to eat some extra special dialect dishes. "Dining outside meals", it is said that there are not only grassland horses, but also Jiangnan skinny horses that can play ditties, but the price is more expensive, 20 taels of silver at a time. As for whether you can stay overnight and the price depends on the customer. It's up to me. Xu Fengnian declined with a smile, and only wanted a dinner. The guy didn't look like a plump guy, so he rolled his eyes on the spot, and left resentfully, complaining about the driver who hadn't left the city yet to wait for the good news. The eyesight is too bad, how many copper coins can I get for such a two-legged sheep with a whole body of lean meat
Afterwards, Xu Fengnian ate the dishes that were laced with sweat medicine, and the restaurant waiters who brought back the food boxes and chopsticks lingered for a long time. Before Xu Fengnian bumped his head on the table, he knew that he had encountered a tricky idea. It's not uncommon to have black shops for many years. Since the soft ones are not enough, then come for the hard ones. The restaurant has one or two treasures with bloody hands. If you really meet someone who can't eat hard , then admit it, a man who can take root in the Western Regions is extraordinarily bold in this kind of thing, and he can be ashamed. If someone steps on the ground, he can also pick it up. Soon, a burly middle-aged man with a scar on his face pushed the door in, and four or five restaurant guys who liked to join in the fun gathered at the corner of the corridor, where the bankers placed bets and bet on the handsome man. How long can I survive? There is a gambler who seems to have lost many times. This time he bet big and used all the money to bet that the young man will be safe and sound. The food guy accepted the three or four taels of silver with a smile, and he couldn't close his mouth. Unexpectedly, before the silver was warmed up, he was about to post it back for seven or eight taels. It turned out that Lord Lu, a well-known restaurant in the outer city, had just entered and walked out. The waiter in the restaurant immediately grabbed the old man's sleeve and asked bitterly. He said: "Master Lu, did you fall in love with that handsome man's skin, so you released the water for him? It will be a waste of work for half a year, little one."
The man, who was full of years of banditry and still had a bit of military arrogance, became furious after hearing the words, and kicked the bastard who had fueled the fire so that he hit the corridor wall with his whole body. Fortunately, he used a bit of skill, but it also took a while for the shop assistant to half-kneel on the ground, gasping for breath like a fish coming ashore, unable to speak a word. The man lowered his voice and said angrily: "Put your mother's water, if your old mother is in the house, I will make her unable to get out of bed for ten days and a half months!"
The restaurant guy didn't dare to refute anything, he endured the pain and moaned softly, compared to that kick, this kind of dirty talk is so light, what is it in the Western Regions? Not even the appetizers. Even those low-level characters in the city who were born and raised in this city in their twenties and thirties knew more or less the inside story. Twenty years earlier, many men and women who had been displaced here really couldn't survive on their own. I don't know how many golden branches and jade leaves are "receiving guests" in the dimly lit private kilns, and the man who guards them to solicit business may be their father, or even the man in charge of the family. So now many old men who are getting older, when they are basking in the sun and waiting to die, they always like to say something similar to young people like them, "You young people, you are really born late, we At the age when dragons and tigers are ferocious, it is a good age. Those ladies from the east, no matter they are in their teens or twenties, or they are in their thirties or forties, are also younger than you today. The women I saw on the Internet are too juicy, and their skin is really like high-quality silk and satin. You need to pay more, but it's not a big deal, because when you really get on top of them, you will know the happiness, such a beautiful blessing, you bastards, don't even think about it." That man Ignoring these young rascals whose eye sockets are so shallow that they can’t hold half a bowl of water, he left straight away. Even if he was far away from that room, he still had lingering fears. He said something without the shame. When he crossed the threshold, Just by giving that person a glance, he almost couldn't take a step. If the person hadn't smiled and didn't continue to "make things difficult", he would have retreated and raised the flag high, but when he seemed to have enough to eat Grandma took seven or eight steps forward with all her strength, she was already sweating profusely, and she was a desperate hero who had been licking blood for twenty years, but she didn't dare to sit down at all, she just clasped her fists lightly, said something to disturb the young master, and waited until the young master nodded With a smile, he had the energy to move around and turn around, otherwise he might be stuck there like a piece of wood waiting to die.
This man stopped at the stairs on the second floor, and the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. At a young age, Lu Dayi was already a hero in the army of a subjugated country in the Spring and Autumn Period. He has not lost his skills for so many years. In ancient times, the Protectorate of the Western Regions relied on chance to learn a lot of unique skills from the incognito predecessors in the rivers and lakes here. How many times were thrilling fights in the blood, and now they are even touching the threshold of the little master. Although the list of top 20 masters in the city is said to be the last one, the ranking is not very good, but at least they are on the list. Is it true that the so-called masters who came out of the Western Regions behind closed doors are as fine as the old master said? too bad? Compared with the orthodox rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, it is one hundred and eight thousand miles away? Lu Dayi fled to the Western Regions with his benefactor at the age of nineteen. In the past, he was a sharp soldier in the army, and he had long since lost his mind on his homeland. As for the Jianghu of the Liyang Dynasty, he had never been involved in it. Even if it is the capital of the Western Regions, if you can get ahead here and work hard to make a career, you will be inferior to the masters of the Central Plains, but it is not much worse. If you firmly believe that the top ten masters in the inner city are superior, even if not all of them are comparable to the world martial arts. There should always be two or three people who are qualified to be on the list. It's just that after meeting that young man today, Lu Dayi suddenly woke up from being a frog in a well.
That young man who looks like a son of a family really has a kind of "potential" in his body. The master who has been unsmiling all the year round used to only occasionally drink a little wine to get interested, and then squinted his eyes and told him about this kind of mystery surrounded by clouds and mists. realm. He also said that a master's trick is similar to that of a medical master. The rise and fall of the momentum is just the first step, and the second step is the level of the voice, and the next step is the origin of the mutual registration number to determine whether life and death are facing each other , In the end, it is the one who does not go to the competition unless it is absolutely necessary. At that time, it will probably be the dismal ending of life and death. Lu Dayi didn't take this seriously at first. After staying in the Western Regions for a long time, he was used to confronting each other with his sword when he disagreed with each other. He was used to assassination, interception and fighting without a single word of money. Who cares what sect you belong to? As long as you cut off people's money, even if you are the king of heaven, I will also suffer a knife. The men and women who dig food and eat in the soil and fields of the Western Regions, life and death are not up to you. Since you don't even care about life and death, it doesn't matter whether you are a cross-river dragon or the son of a daughter? If Lu Dayi hadn't cherished the hard-won martial arts realm, and finally had the hope of becoming a master, he would have recruited dozens of good men to block the door of the house after being defeated today. Several masters on the list of temperament, if the outer city is not good, after all, there are top Bodhisattvas in the inner city who nourish Qi all the year round. The Western Regions have long understood a truth. If you want to come here to shit and pee, no matter what you do in the Central Plains or in Beimang, you have to pay the money obediently! In the past 20 years, Lu Dayi has seen not many dragons crossing the river that have been tossed and cramped by this big city? In the hands of him and his brothers alone, there were seven or eight people who were extremely difficult to handle, some died on the belly of a woman, and some were first injured by a knife in the sleeve of a child and then died in a crowd of hundreds of people. Lu Dayi thought for a while, and finally endured the murderous urge in his heart, and beckoned to a trustworthy store clerk, and asked the boy to say hello to the shopkeeper of the restaurant, saying that the young man in the second-class room and the fifth-class room could not move.
The young man who had already killed someone at the age of sixteen or seventeen rarely saw Master Lu with such a gloomy face, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and rushed to convey the "military information", he didn't forget to glance back at Master Lu's stalwart back as he walked down the stairs. In the young man's mind, this man, who seemed to be sitting on a pile of bones, drinking alcohol and enjoying beautiful women, was considered the most upstanding hero in the Western Regions. Among other things, Mr. Lu went to a high-end brothel to drink flower wine. On weekdays, he would always give a big discount when he collected Mr. Lu's silver. Master Lu didn't complain when he fell asleep in vain. It is said that he would lean on the bed lazily and say "Master Lu will come again". Although he sat outside that sister's house all night, he didn't even dare to touch the hand of the servant girl who was waiting outside the corridor. When Master Lu pushed open the door at dawn, he heard with his own ears that sister used a power Such a lazy and greasy tone came out in a bone-crushing tone. After that, the young man thought all day long that he would have to have half of Master Lu's ability in this life, so he was willing to close his eyes and die!
With hundreds of thousands of people densely clustered, even in the Central Plains, it is a big city, not to mention the vast Western Regions, which are more uninhabited than Beiliang? You can't compare it with Tai'an City, can you
After Xu Fengnian had dinner, when night fell, he lay on the window sill and looked at the night scene full of lights in the city. There was never a curfew in this city, and all the rich and noble families from the Western Regions gathered here. The true nature of self-care. Naturally, Beiliang would not be indifferent to such an important frontier area. Ever since his master Li Yishan, he was not satisfied with being tied up in the three local states of Beiliang. Including the Western Regions, and even the Western Shu and Nanzhao, should become the strategic depth after the smoldering wars. In this way, the field strength of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry, which is the world's best, can be brought into full play. , Nanzhao sent troops to pay, and the Western Regions, together with the three states of Beiliang, were the depths of the Xu family's iron cavalry. That is the best strategic concept. This is also the real beauty of Xu Fengnian's master Li Yishan. The battle of Guan Yi successfully intercepted and killed the prince Zhao Kai and the sick tiger, the court was still at the top of the game, and he, Xu Fengnian, still failed to help Master fulfill this long-cherished wish in the end. But Xu Fengnian couldn't be discouraged by this, and he couldn't break the jar, that's why Cao Wei's secret army of the Western Regions was part of the division, and for this he paid the price that 10,000 Youzhou cavalry almost died outside the gourd's mouth. In contrast, Xu Fengnian let Liu Wenbao, a down-and-out old scholar who was admitted to the Xiamawei post house in the capital after meeting him on Chunshen Lake for the first time, lurk in the city, and even gave him a hidden identity as the owner of a second-class house in Fushui Club, responsible for The mediation between Beiliang and Cao Wei's cavalry army is nothing. Xu Fengnian doesn't want to meet Liu Wenbao who has sneaked into the inner city but has not yet gained a foothold. According to Fushui Society, there are many desks in the world with Xu Fengnian's portrait? Xu Fengnian smiled, and touched the rooting skin on his face. The news from Xiangfan City is not good. The woman Shu Shu who walked out of Qingliang Mountain should be a fake show. Liang showed signs of singing the opposite tune, but he still didn't dare to break up with Beiliang openly. According to the regulations, he dealt with Fushui Club every half a month and ten days, which was considered respectful and careful. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and people's hearts are like water, and there are ripples and repetitions. Xu Fengnian didn't get too angry about it. There was nothing he could do. Southern Xinjiang women compete. It is one thing to compete with Xu Fengnian with the Liyang Zhao family and the Beimang army. Xu Fengnian thinks that he is not miserable enough to vent his anger on a woman. But shyness is one thing, if the Jizhou surnamed Han who I supported with one hand dared to turn against him, he would have crossed the bottom line of Beiliang, and would be with the horse thief who secretly contacted Beimang Taiping Order and Chun Nabo
At the beginning of the month, in the night, the sky hangs a crescent moon.
Xu Fengnian couldn't sleep, so he simply sat on the roof of this restaurant with two jugs of spirits, looking at the center of the inner city from a distance, the night scene on the side of the little Landa with the prayer wheel on the top of the mountain is particularly gorgeous, surrounded by this hill, everywhere tense The lights and festoons are like a scene of prosperity and singing every night. Xu Fengnian had no reason to remember the verbal confrontation with Xie Guanying that day. This scholar who ranked first in the Land Chaoxian Tu is indeed not a person who can only talk about big and inappropriate words. Xie Guanying said something that really hit Xu Fengnian's heart. It was Xu Xiao who galloped freely for half his life after leaving Liaodong. The real achievement of that horse riding in the spring and Autumn period was that he smashed the foundation of the wealthy family that "although the country is broken, the family is still there" in one fell swoop, and broke the "peaceful time, the gentry and the king rule the world together". , In troubled times, the old rule of changing the king but not the head of the family", there are many tragedies in the Spring and Autumn Period, and there are many insider secrets. Xu Xiao, who is a pawn of Liyang, can defeat the great Chu, there will be some unspeakable things in it ? At that time, after Xu Xiao completed the siege of Xilei Wall, how many aristocratic clans brazenly acted as fools to bet on both sides? Otherwise, how could Xichu turn himself into one of the most powerful ministers in the purple robes of the Manchu Dynasty after so many incidents? As for Gu Jiantang, the head coach of the Southern Tang Dynasty noble family who had fornicated Liyang Nanzheng, and opened the door of a country for the sake of his family's prosperity, it is even more incalculable. The ordinary people who can only follow the ups and downs of the general trend will never know about these dark inside stories. Perhaps only a hundred or a thousand years later, this dusty past will be brought up in the vast documents by later historians. .
The history books of the previous dynasty were always the maidservants in the house of the historians of the new dynasty, who could smear rouge and splash sewage at will.
If there is no accident for him, Xu Fengnian, he must belong to the latter fate.
Xu Fengnian doesn't think about, and doesn't care about, whether the ink and vermilion writing in the history books thousands of years later is notorious or famous, just like how he felt about the unknown old stone quarryer in Lantau Cave not long ago Instead, he only said that he would try his best. Xu Fengnian is not the incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, let alone the reincarnation of Emperor Qin. He is just the son of Xu Xiao. Central Plains historians can scold Xu Fengnian for his high-mindedness and low-handedness, but for losing the Northwest Central Plains portal, but they cannot be scolded by history books just a few decades later. The Xu family in Beiliang, which originated in Liaodong, is a house slave with two surnames. Now that Xu Xiao is gone, then Xu Fengnian can't let his father, who couldn't sleep well when he was alive, sleep restlessly even after death. In the end, Xu Fengnian wanted to fight Bei Mang to the end because of such selfishness, leaving Xu Xiao a decent reputation in the history books, and accumulating good fortune for his parents, eldest sister, second sister, and Huang Maner.
Xu Fengnian took a sip of wine, raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, but did not put it down, and said with a soft smile: "Xu Xiao, you, a father, never know what to ask for from your children, and you don't even think about how much we have to be good for." But I, a son who has not done much filial piety, used to patronize and fight against you. I was so stingy that I didn’t call you dad a few times. I was afraid that calling you dad would wrong my mother. From now on, don’t worry about it Of course, you don’t care anymore, when people in future generations remember you Xu Xiao, when they read history and read about our Xu family, there will be people who will not follow the crowd and say something sincerely, the Xu family in Liaodong, the tiger has roared for a hundred years, and it will not fall when it dies!"