"You just said one sentence and he doesn't even want to drink anymore."
Looking at Xue Canghai's back as he excitedly headed for the Blood God Cult camp, Wan Dongliu sighed and said, "Does this count as using people's minds?"
Zhao Changhe sat down to replace Xue Canghai's position, took a sip of the wine, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You think too much, why don't you think that Old Xue doesn't know you well and doesn't want to drink with you? You and he are of different generations, he doesn't want to pay attention to you at all."
Wan Dongliu said: "I don't feel there is a generational difference. He was beaten by Yue Hongling, and I was beaten by you. We are all of the same generation."
"Pfft..." Zhao Changhe almost spit out his wine. So you two were just sharing your experiences of getting beaten, right
Wan Dongliu had a blank expression on his face: "Since he doesn't know me well, why was he talking nonsense to me just now?"
"He's just waiting for me." Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "Isn't it the same for you here? Otherwise, how could the two of you get together to drink in the Wang family's house? You each have a bunch of subordinates to take care of. If you really want to drink, you should drink with your subordinates."
Wan Dongliu finally smiled: "Indeed. In the final analysis, he and I are both from the same gang, which is somewhat out of place in today's situation. Of course, the most important thing for a gang is to drink with brothers."
"Old Xue was afraid that I would stand on the side of the imperial court and didn't want to see a murderous cult like theirs, so he felt uneasy and came to me. I just needed to tell him that there are many places where people need to be killed. As long as he shifted his perspective from the martial arts world to the national war, he could kill as much as he wanted. Not only would no one think he was a bad guy, but he would be a hero instead."
"Um."
"What about you? Why are you afraid of coming to see me?"
"Although I am a member of the Four Symbols sect, I am also the young master of the Cao Gang... Was it your idea to abolish the Cao Gang and build the sea?"
"yes."
"Your Excellency is promoting this matter in order to force my father to rebel. I want to know, is this a temporary measure, or will it continue?" Wan Dongliu said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you tell me the truth, even if you still want to abolish the canal."
"Opening the sea but not abolishing the canal, the two will not conflict at all." Zhao Changhe said: "From what I have seen overseas, as long as trade expands, the canal will prosper in the future, because you will have more goods to transport."
Wan Dongliu was stunned: "Is this true?"
"The Wang family is also a pioneer in the sea. If you have time, don't just drink here. Go to the beach. I just came back from there. The Battle of Langya didn't affect the prosperity there."
"good."
"You and Buqi used to be good friends. You were a little nervous before, but now there's no tension. If you communicate with him more, maybe you can open up new horizons." Zhao Changhe said: "Many conflicts are actually just caused by the shortage of resources, including land... In fact, the world is very big. Of course, the premise is that technology and productivity are also improved... uh..."
It seems like I have said too much... Wan Dongliu was silent and I don’t know how much he heard.
Zhao Changhe sipped his wine to cover up his outdated speech, and suddenly said, "You mean, the Cao Gang still only wants to be a money-making underworld gang and does not want to get involved in local governance? Even if you have become powerful now, are you willing to return to your original state?"
"That's right." Wan Dongliu said calmly, "It's not just that we don't have any intention of doing this, but more importantly, you don't want to see another Wan family rise up after you've finally suppressed the aristocratic families. It's easy to deal with a gang no matter how powerful it is, but it's a different story when it comes to the power of a prefecture..."
He paused, then suddenly smiled and said, "The affairs of the martial world should be left to the martial world... I prefer this way, and I believe you like it too. When we go to Yangzhou again, I will treat you to a drink at Xiaoxiang Pavilion... Oh, Ruyan is getting married."
Zhao Changhe also laughed: "In the past, I always said that this Jianghu was not what I wanted... But now looking back, I miss that time the most. When I went from Jianghu to the world, from the human world to the gods and demons, I always felt that the burden was too heavy and it was suffocating."
"The more capable you are, the more work you have to do. In the past, Xia Longyuan was there to support you... Now you are Xia Longyuan." Wan Dongliu raised his glass to him and said, "I wish you can restore the country as soon as possible... Just don't hide in the secret realm to retreat and break through in the future, and just do it again."
Zhao Changhe raised his glass and stared at the wine in the glass. He suddenly wondered if the delay in taking over the throne was partly due to his liberation. That position looked tempting, but in fact it was a trap for the dragon.
Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe suddenly knew what he should do.
I was originally thinking about how to deal with the subsequent situation, whether to lead the people to Guanzhong or go north to Yanmen. But now I think it doesn't matter where I go, because these things are not done by me.
Just like the two battles in Langya and the capital, I actually did not participate in them... Professionals should do professional things, I should not be entangled in the military, and what I should do seems to be more...
Kunlun and Bashu.
Go and find out what Yuxu and Li Shentong are thinking.
Just as he was thinking this, Cui Yuanyong hurried in. Seeing Zhao Changhe and Wan Dongliu having a private meal and drinking together, he was also stunned for a moment: "You came out of the secret realm, why don't you go to the celebration banquet? And Brother Wan, why are you hiding here?"
Zhao Changhe said: "The official celebration banquet has many rules and is annoying. It's better to have a couple of drinks in private."
Cui Yuanyong laughed dumbly: "You are the king, you set the rules, you should be annoyed by a bunch of hypocritical flatterers."
"That's the same." Zhao Changhe asked, "You're walking so fast, is there any new situation?"
Cui Yuanyong nodded and said, "Father sent a letter by carrier pigeon, saying that the Yang family is willing to retire. Father meant that Yangyang should go to the Yang family."
Cui Yuanyang was comprehending the meaning of the sea-suppression in the heavenly book, and was quite enlightened. She was stunned when she heard her brother's words. Zhao Changhe also planned to let her visit the Yang and Li families. It seemed that her father also meant this. She suddenly remembered that she went to the Yang family to communicate with the Lianshan Sword. Maybe it was not because of her experience in communicating with Qinghe that she succeeded. Maybe it was really because of the karma in the previous life. Zhao Changhe was saying: "Is it reliable? Let Yangyang go? What if..."
Cui Yuanyong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Under the current situation, unless the Yang family wants to be exterminated, how can they have the courage to do so? Besides, Yangyang is not important. What's the point of deliberately deceiving Yangyang? It will only offend us badly. Yang Jingxiu is not a fool."
Cui Yuanyang, who was considered as a hostage and no one wanted him, felt very embarrassed. He stuck his head out and shouted: "Maybe it's because of me that they won't exterminate the whole clan! I'll let you know what a key person is!"
Cui Yuanyong couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes, you are so crucial."
Isn't it the key? If I hadn't taken you to Beimang, the Cui family might have considered seclusion like the Yang family...
Cui Yuanyang looked at Zhao Changhe with some hesitation. Just now, Zhao Changhe's tone indicated that he was going to Guanzhong and even said that they should go together. If he went to Yang's house now, would it be out of his way? Zhao Changhe was busy now and probably didn't have time to go to the surrendered Yang's house.
Zhao Changhe said: "Yangyang can go to the Yang family first. I will go back to the capital to check the latest war situation, especially the situation in Batu. I wonder if there is any feedback now... We are unable to plan for Guanzhong for the time being. If the situation in Batu is still good, I will also go to Kunlun first."
Cui Yuanyang was stunned: "Why go to Kunlun? Let them attack Guanzhong?"
"I want to ask Yuxu whether his plan to cut off the dragon veins for the world is just talk."
… …
At night, Zhao Changhe staggered to the capital.
Wuzhui followed beside him, twisting his head and looking at his master in extreme confusion.
I've never seen someone who has a horse but doesn't want to ride it, but insists on flying on it. The flying is awkward, tiring, ugly, and slow, and I don't know what the purpose is.
But what surprised Wuzhui was that his master actually flew all the way without falling.
He just looked very exhausted. His face and lips turned blue and he was almost out of strength after flying from Langya to the capital. If some gods or demons suddenly attacked at this moment, this idiot would be in trouble.
Fortunately, once the announcement of the book ...
From time to time, you can see people being pulled out and taken to the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the palace first.
As he was leading his horse above the palace, the stars suddenly flashed, the light fell, and a terrifying power came down on him.
Zhao Changhe: “…”
When did this defensive formation come about? It was getting more and more mysterious. The galaxy was unsheathed and blocked above, so the power of the falling stars seemed to be stunned for a moment and gradually dissipated.
Poor Prince Zhao returned triumphantly to the capital, but was nearly blown to pieces by his own defense formation, and had to rely on the "Sword of the Night Emperor" to suppress the Night Emperor's formation.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Guards rushed out from all directions. When they saw Zhao Changhe, they hurriedly saluted: "Your Highness."
Zhao Changhe waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be polite, and asked curiously, "Where did this formation come from?"
"It was set up a few days ago. It's specifically for defending the sky to prevent any sneak attacks from gods and demons. On the contrary, there is no such protection on the ground." The guards were all elite members of the Four Symbols Sect. They answered in detail: "Before Yeletu led his army here yesterday, Your Majesty was worried that gods and demons would descend from the sky. It turned out that they did not come from the sky."
Zhao Changhe nodded. Chi Chi was really thoughtful. The Hu people or the Li family really underestimated this young emperor girl... He didn't dare to think of that kind of surprise attack when he and Chi Chi were communicating and planning. He thought that the most likely possibility was a large army besieging the city, but they actually dared to ride into the city lightly, as if they were looking for death.
Turning around, Xia Chichi was standing in front of the palace in a dragon robe, obviously very surprised by his sudden appearance: "Why... did you come back?"
Zhao Changhe said: "I'm worried about a lot of things. Let's go inside and talk slowly."
"Come in..." Xia Chichi bit her lower lip, "The King of Zhao conquered Qinghe alone, defeated the gods and demons alone, and conquered Langya with one arrow. He passed messages and made plans thousands of miles away and won the battle in the capital. He deserves a reward for his hard work and great contributions..."
The guards and palace maids around all turned their heads away.
No matter how you listen to it, it feels like the emperor and his lord are taking off their battle robes. It's too strong.
But it has to be said that what Zhao Changhe did was too legendary... Until now, it is hard for people to imagine that he didn't take any soldiers with him, and when he left Beijing and came back, the mountains and rivers were almost completely changed.
Under the guidance of my group friends, I embarked on the road of usurping the Qing Dynasty like a scumbag, and my waist hurts! "Usurping the Qing Dynasty: My First Love is Cixi"
(End of this chapter)