Even Tang Wanzhuang is gone, and she doesn’t even give me medicine…
It will be well soon anyway.
Poor Baoqin had only been here for a day, and she had made all the travel plans but hadn't even started yet. When she was taken away, she really didn't want to leave, and cried loudly, but she was still dragged away by the cruel lady.
Zhao Changhe didn't even know whether Tang Wanzhuang really didn't want to be a concubine who brought disaster to the country, or was afraid that she would be...well, she ran away at the perfect time.
He returned to his yard in silence. The once bustling environment became deserted. The only thing that remained unchanged was Tang Buqi's face, which changed from a stern look to a smiling one.
However, there were finally servants and guards in the courtyard. It could be seen that after a few days of hard work, Tang Buqi had finished the finishing work in Kuaiji and had completely taken control of the place. He was now willing to add some servants to the mansion.
It’s just that all the servants in his courtyard are men, and they are old.
"Don't look at me like that." Tang Buqi hugged a maid, waved a folding fan and smiled: "You were my brother before, of course you should bring your brother along when there is something good, and giving some maids and servants is a sign of brotherhood. Now that someone wants to be my uncle, I dare not take my uncle out for fun, lest I get beaten by my aunt. This is a different time now."
Zhao Changhe had a blank expression on his face.
That boastful tone was as if he was saying, "If I could make you my uncle, I would kill you."
"Don't be so sullen. If I knew you were really going to be my uncle, I would have wanted to go back to the time when I sent Sisi to you a year ago, punch myself in the face for thinking I was so righteous, and call myself an idiot."
Zhao Changhe said helplessly: "Sisi and I have no such relationship. Do you really think you can send her off? Why are you copying your aunt and dressing like her?"
"It doesn't matter, right? It seems that the place you went to this time was hers. Do you dare to pat your chest and say that there won't be any extra people around you when you come out?"
Zhao Changhe thought to himself that he had a lot of things to do this time, and it was extremely dangerous, and his life and death were unpredictable. Who would want to pick up girls? He patted his chest and said, "Of course I dare."
Tang Buqi's attitude suddenly became amiable: "Not bad, not bad."
Zhao Changhe was both angry and amused. This guy looked unhappy that he was dating his aunt, but subconsciously he was helping his aunt to be jealous.
People.
"You are now the commander-in-chief of the three armies, and you are feared throughout the south of the Yangtze River. Why do you still act like a playboy? Can you be more steady?" Zhao Changhe glanced at the maid that Tang Buqi was hugging, and said sourly, "Look at your behavior. If it gets out, your reputation will be ruined."
"Tsk." Tang Buqi sneered: "That's what you do in front of outsiders. Don't pretend with your own brothers."
After a pause, he said pointedly, "From what someone said, after my identity changes, I might treat my brothers differently... Oh, people."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Tang Buqi said leisurely: "If you need any help, just ask."
Zhao Changhe said gloomily, "No more."
"I mean your trip to the southwest. You said you were going to find a secret place, but there is actually no entrance. You need to visit all the villages in the southwest. My aunt told me about this before she left, and asked me to cooperate as much as I can. But I don't think there is anything I can do to cooperate with you... Daxia's governance has never really penetrated the southwest. It's all local chieftains who govern themselves. We can't reach that far."
Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need, I'll go check it out myself. There are people from the Demon Suppression Division over there anyway, so it will be fine if someone can help me when needed."
Tang Buqi said: "Li Si'an has done business there, and he is quite familiar with the southwest. He may be able to cooperate with you in some areas. You can find him when the time comes."
"…Isn't that a brothel?"
"No, they have a lot of business, and they are trading goods with that side. Sisi also exchanged goods with us before, and it was also transported through Li Si'an's caravan. He is also one of the people who know about Sisi's existence."
"Okay, got it."
"It's good that I have nothing to do with it." Tang Buqi hugged the maid and staggered away: "Before, I was jealous of you, now it's your turn to be jealous of me. I'm going to have fun, you can play with the knife by yourself, goodbye."
Zhao Changhe was so angry that his hair was smoking.
Your aunt asked you to help me, so you just left it to Li Si'an, right
Li Si'an is not only a member of the Demon Suppression Division, but also a member of the Bandit Brotherhood. If I want to find him, do I need you? Can't I find him myself
The most infuriating thing is that he is really happy, but the person he is jealous of has actually accomplished nothing.
He reached into the ring and took out the sword in a bad mood. The sword had been very obedient until now, pretending to be dead quietly like an ordinary sword without spirituality.
Zhao Changhe tried to sense the dragon bird with his mind to see if he could achieve the same communication as Cui Yuanyang with Qinghe Sword and Lianshan Sword, but it turned out to be a drop in the ocean with no response at all.
This kind of communication is indeed not possible for everyone. Previously, Yang Jingxiu's cultivation was much higher than Yang Yang's, so he could not communicate with Lianshan Sword, and the magic sword was like a vegetable at home. On the contrary, Yang Yang had an extremely pure Qinghe sword intent, and Lianshan Sword responded to it. Facts have proved that it was Lao Yang's sword intent that made Lianshan Sword very dissatisfied and ignored it.
What's more, the tsundere and immature nature of the Dragon Bird is only better than the Lianshan Sword... I have been carrying it with me for such a long time, but we have never been able to communicate normally. God knows what it is thinking at this moment.
Why not try to communicate with the Ancient Sword Dragon King? This ancient sword should be more stable... His left hand tried to sense the meaning of the ancient sword, and indeed gained something.
A very strange communication mode. It is not a conversation, but I seem to be able to vaguely understand what the other person means.
The first will of the ancient sword roughly means: You and I are destined to be together.
But the specific fate, this information can not be received so delicately. If I imagine the past, I once found the Azure Dragon Seal with Chi Chi, and Chi Chi received the complete inheritance, and when passing on the Qi, he also passed on a very shallow Azure Dragon meaning to me; and I found the Azure Dragon's real coffin with Sanniang, and realized the Azure Dragon Rejuvenation Technique from the coffin engraving.
This affinity is indeed quite profound.
The second will of the ancient sword: You have the imperial spirit and the destiny, so you may become my new master.
Zhao Changhe was delighted and received the third will: But there cannot be two suns in the sky, and I cannot coexist with this broken knife. Either it or I cannot. If you throw it away, I will recognize you as my master.
This means that Gu Jian was originally still looking proud, "maybe", meaning that there is still a test or something, but then there is Longque here, Gu Jian became anxious, and simply omitted the test and told you to just throw it away.
Zhao Changhe suddenly felt a reaction from his right hand, but after careful sensing, there was no news.
Maybe my imagination is too strong, I always feel like a ponytailed loli is eavesdropping with her ears perked up...
In fact, even without it eavesdropping, Zhao Changhe would naturally know the choice: "Brother Jian, Longque and I have been through thick and thin together. I don't know how many powerful enemies we have killed together. Unless it doesn't want me, I will never abandon it."
It feels like Longque has become three points lighter.
The ancient sword's meaning was neither sad nor happy: then our fate is over.
Then there was silence.
Zhao Changhe was not conflicted. He was silent, but he did not resist. It meant that he could use it as a normal sword, just like he used the Dragon Bird before. Isn't it enough that he can use it? Ultimately, his goal was to forge the Sword of the Night Emperor. This sword had to be returned to Sanniang. It would be inconvenient if she really recognized him as her master.
I tried to communicate with Longque again, and this time Longque finally conveyed his will: That's good enough, otherwise I'll see if I will pay attention to you.
Zhao Changhe: “?”
I guess you ignored me before not because I couldn't communicate, but because you were being tsundere...
The Dragon Bird sent out his will again: I am the Emperor's Sword, and I only open up new territories for the Emperor. You are not the Emperor, but I am an ally, and I can fight with you. From today on, you are the Emperor.
This tsundere clearly means "from today on, you can be my master", but he just won't say it directly.
Zhao Changhe confirmed it again: "But I didn't become emperor."
The Dragon Bird conveyed the message: Whether or not you are an emperor is never determined by whether you claim to be one, but by whether others recognize you.
Zhao Changhe scratched his head: "Don't you know that it was an act? We have never hidden our conversations from you."
Longque responded: But in her heart, she really thinks so.
Zhao Changhe was stunned and remained silent.
Longque was also silent. This idiot, you still don't say anything, do you want me to take the initiative to ask you to be my master
Zhao Changhe let out a long sigh and said seriously: "Longque, I don't know if you like to hear my truth..."
Dragon Bird: “…”
"You are the Emperor's sword. This recognition of master always makes me feel like I am making a promise to be the emperor, which I don't want to make. Putting aside the master-servant dialogue about the meaning of life, as a sword, you have been with me for so long, I will never let you follow others. It is my sword and can only be mine. Whether you recognize me or not, I am your master. Whether you regard me as a partner or an ally in your heart, that is your business. I don't care what you think, as long as you follow me."
The dragon bird trembled.
The will conveyed was vague and unclear. He didn't know if it was Zhao Changhe's illusion, but he actually felt a kind of comfort like an orgasm.
Zhao Changhe: “?”
The will that Longque had been conveying vaguely became extremely clear, like a conversation: "This is what the emperor should mean, and he is truly my master."
Zhao Changhe was stunned.
The blade flashed with light, and the rusty and dull surface that Cui Wenjing had deliberately tampered with disappeared completely, turning it back into a sword with an ancient appearance and a bloody aura. The blade was engraved with the shape of a dragon and a sparrow, with its fangs and claws bared, as if it was about to soar into the sky.
I recommend a harem novel titled "I just want to fish, but why do fairies always take the bait?"
(End of this chapter)