Tang Buqi's words were both persuasion and a temptation.
Seeing Zhao Changhe sipping his wine and pondering for a moment, a hint of surprise finally flashed in Tang Buqi's eyes.
So, have you ever really thought about succeeding to the throne... Otherwise, you would just say "It's none of my business to persuade me to do this".
It's changed... Even the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes has changed.
Little did Zhao Changhe know that he was thinking about Xia Chichi beside him at the moment. He didn't know what she thought about all this. He stole a glance and saw Xia Chichi quietly sipping wine beside him. She seemed to be very interested in the friendship between Zhao Changhe and Tang Buqi. He didn't know if she had ever thought about these things.
He smiled calmly: "Don't quarrel with your aunt, she is not blindly loyal."
Tang Buqi said angrily, "If this isn't blind loyalty, what else can it be? Even if you ask an old farmer on the roadside, he will know that this dynasty has reached its end. How could she not know? Even if we don't talk about separatist hegemony or anything like that, she should at least consider her own future. Does she have to be buried with him?"
Zhao Changhe remained silent.
Tang Buqi became more and more angry as he spoke: "Are you still dreaming, expecting Xia Longyuan to wake up? Stop dreaming, it's not a problem of ability, it's a problem of thinking. People's thinking is there. Even if we can take action to deal with it this time, what about the next time?"
Zhao Changhe sighed and waved his hands: "Alright, alright, you're going to argue with me again about what you argued with her, right? I'm not your aunt, what's the point of telling me all this?"
Tang Buqi said, "You are my uncle! If there is one person in the world who can persuade her, it's you. If I don't tell you, who else can I tell?"
Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes and wanted to say "Be good and call me uncle again", but unfortunately the beautiful eyes on both sides glanced at him sideways, and the sharp eyes made him feel numb.
He coughed twice and said slowly, "If you didn't mean to secede and just wanted Wanzhuang to protect herself, she wouldn't quarrel with you. No matter what she thinks, she won't let the family be buried with her, don't worry."
Tang Buqi stared at him straight in the face and said coldly, "That is to say, you also think she will be buried alive with him!"
Zhao Changhe pursed his lips and said, "Of course... Before leaving, I repeatedly told that woman not to fight with others. Who doesn't know what kind of person she is
"Why?" Tang Buqi was puzzled: "Why is she such a smart person, but she is so stupid that she is not even as good as an old farmer in this matter?"
"First of all, you should stop looking down on the old farmer. If it weren't for the old farmer, would you be eating shit now?"
"… "
"Secondly, Buqi, have you ever had an ideal that you would devote your life to?"
Tang Buqi was stunned and remained silent.
Maybe not now... If I had it in the past, it was the dream of roaming the world with a sword, so I used to sing and cry, thinking that I had no chance. But that kind of thing, it's uncomfortable for a while, crying is fine, do you want to die
Having said that, Tang Buqi could understand why someone would risk his life for such a thing. How many swordsmen in the martial arts world would, facing an opponent they knew they could not defeat, shine for a moment for the sake of faith, righteousness, or to prove their swordsmanship? He himself had also struggled with the choice of whether to lose his life or not.
As the world becomes more distant, these stories are forgotten.
"I no longer have the heart to be a martial artist, but does she still?" Tang Buqi asked.
"What does this have to do with Jianghu?" Zhao Changhe said, "Huangfu Yongxian defended Yanmen to the death. What do you think he did it for? For Daxia? To be loyal to Xia Longyuan?"
“… for the people?”
"At first, it was, but then it gradually became more meaningful. Because she has been fighting there all her life, and the blood of so many comrades has been shed to irrigate the city walls, and the souls of her nephews and nieces are lingering around. If you ask her to give up, it would be more painful than death." Zhao Changhe sighed, "It's the same with Wanzhuang. She has worked hard for this country from her youth to now. The meaning of her life's efforts is all here. You ask her to give up? Not to mention supporting her family's rebellion and separatism. It's better to let her die."
Tang Buqi drank silently. He understood, but what should he do
Zhao Changhe said: "I won't say anything else. How many high-end combat forces do you have here, above the human ranking?"
Tang Buqi said: "There are three or four. Wu Weiyang is now at the level of the human list. He has never fought against the human list, so he is not on the list."
Zhao Changhe said: "Call them all to me. I want to go to Beijing."
Tang Buqi was silent for a moment.
"Why? Are you reluctant to let go? Will it affect your great cause in Jiangnan?"
"..." Tang Buqi slammed the table: "Do you have a problem with your brain? They are now the generals in charge of the army. I want them to leave the army and go north with you. First ask others what they think, ask them what they think, whether I want to seize power and do something? Can I give it to you just like that?" "Uh..."
"That's it. You stay at home first. Your horse is still there. You should go get it, right? I'll have them all meet you in an hour."
Zhao Changhe looked at him steadily: "In one hour, you need to forcibly dismiss me... Don't you care about being questioned?"
Tang Buqi drank the wine in the bowl, slammed it on the table, and turned away: "As long as this can keep my stupid aunt safe, I don't mind going to Jiangnan."
… …
Tang Family Waterside Pavilion.
Zhao Changhe stood beside the stable, stroking the black horse he had not seen for a long time.
Wuzhui was fed well by the Tang family and was fat and strong. He was also taken out to race horses from time to time. He was strong and sturdy. He felt that his life was much better than the time he followed Zhao Changhe. In Zhao Changhe's hands, he often didn't have enough to eat, and he often fled or traveled in the wilderness without even having the chance to wash the horse.
But when Wu Zhui saw Zhao Changhe, there was still clear joy in his eyes.
BMW doesn't like the days of luxury. What it likes is to follow its trouble-making master to travel around the world and fight on the battlefield.
"Even horses have feelings, let alone people?" Zhao Changhe sighed softly, not knowing whether he was talking about Wanzhuang or Buqi.
He was also reluctant to part with Wuzhui, but now there was a problem: Wuzhui could not keep up with him.
Now that I have practiced Qinggong, I am much faster than Wuzhui. In the past, I said that it could save energy, but if the speed is much slower, the value of saving energy is also small. Not to mention that the next goal is to fly, and if I go further, like Xia Longyuan, I can play the god descent, so what is the use of horses
Just like Tang Buqi, who was in the government, he gradually drifted away from the world of martial arts. Wuzhui was also one of the representatives of drifting away from the world of martial arts.
But I think back to the days when I was in the rivers and lakes, the green shade was like clouds, and hundreds of horses neighed freely.
Although he was young at that time, the sword he brought out from Beimang had already become a watershed of the era.
Sanniang leaned over and asked: "You can't bear to part with this horse?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Yes. They are all youth."
"Virtue." Sanniang said, "Dragons and sparrows can be upgraded, have you ever thought that horses can be upgraded as well?"
Zhao Changhe was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Sanniang said, "You have dragon meat and blood in your ring, and you have the Heavenly Book, which contains all the laws. Can't you try to train it into a flying dragon horse?"
Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up. That makes sense...
The world is not really divided, there are transitional ladders. Humans can have a path to transcendence, so why can't horses? Forget dragon meat. There is actually some blood turtle meat left in the ring.
The Way of Life on the third page of the Heavenly Book has not been used much since he created his own Blood Shura Body. Wouldn't it be a good opportunity to find a way to upgrade Ma from it? It's a professional match.
By probing his mind into the Heavenly Book, he was able to find the relevant method. With the dragon meat and blood turtle meat here, the other things he needed would not be difficult to find either. With the current strength of the Tang family, it should be easy to handle.
Moreover, he could also draw dragon energy to Ma Long, and the compatibility between him and Ma in this respect was surprisingly high. There was no need to delay the dragon energy, in fact, Zhao Changhe had it all on him, and if he didn't want it at all, he could just give it directly to Ma.
Zhao Changhe was overjoyed, hugged Sanniang and said, "It's true that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure..."
"Get lost!" Sanniang said angrily, "Who are you calling old?"
Xia Chichi hid nearby and gave a thumbs up, reaching a consensus.
By the way, if Wu Zhui had learned to fly earlier than Zhao Changhe... then he would be invincible on the battlefield or in the love field, riding a dragon horse and descending from the sky.
(End of this chapter)