Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 3: Knock and hit

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In the early morning, the sunlight faintly shines on the endless official road.

It is now almost February, and the winter ice is gradually breaking, and the spring breeze is like cutting, cutting out green branches and leaves, swaying and waving like a green flag, among the flying flags, passing by the bird with tender beak, pale yellow wings and dark blue wings. Soft white clouds.

Above the official road, because the hour was too early and there was no one in the open, there were only a pair of figures standing close to each other, Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji.

They only followed Tiecheng, and the three thousand guards Meng Fuyao felt that they were following the burden, and ordered one mile away from her, so that Han Junrui, who was used to galloping horses, had to strangle the horse and stare at her back, she was in front Shake three times, they moved three times behind.

Changsun Wuji has never brought anyone except the Hidden Guard. It seems that he is also the only one among the Wuzhou Continent royal family who does not have any close confidants. Meng Fuyao thought, on the one hand, he does not need any guards anymore. On the other hand, I am afraid that this guy has many secrets and it is difficult to trust others, right?

Oh no, no, there is still one personal guard, but this alternative guard has basically become her bodyguard toy and part-time job props.

Meng Fuyao thought of this, and suddenly found out his conscience, and said to Lord Yuan Bao, who was holding his chest on his shoulders and admiring the scenery: "Mouse, the money you earned last time, I have saved it to my bank for you, and I will give you six points of interest. , When do you want to use it, tell me I will get it for you."

Master Yuan Bao immediately glowed, his paws waved and squeaked, and his mouth flew horizontally. Meng Fuyao looked at Longsun Wuji, and Changsun Wuji said indifferently: "It's nothing, it wants candies and candied fruit, and candied fruit is the best in the world. Zhai’s, nine secret recipes, a small pot of ten taels of silver palm."

Meng Fuyao said, "Oh," he thought the money earned by the mouse, including the interest, was probably enough to buy a can.

"It doesn't take much, just fill a palace." Changsun Wuji continued to translate.

Meng Fuyao: "..."

"The palace doesn't need to be too big. The Jiuyi Hall, the main hall of Xuanyuan Palace, is as big as it is." The conditions are not over yet.

Meng Fuyao: "..."

For a long while, Meng Fuyao sighed, and said: "Mouse, you'd better sell me, and see if you can get half of the candied fruit from the largest hall in the world."

Master Yuan Bao is dissatisfied and scolds: "Zhenzhizhizhizhi!"

Translated by Changsun Wuji: "It said you snatched the mouth of the mud swallow, cut the iron needle, mosquito's belly, scraped grease, and cut the meat on the leg of the egret. He was born a miser with a human heart, a man and a good housewife.

Meng Fuyao stuffed the cursing mouse into his sleeve, cursing: "You should host a talk show!"

Long Sun Wuji said leisurely: "In fact, I personally think that the last dozen words are still correct."

Meng Fuyao looks at the sky—I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it.

Zhang Sun Wou-ki glanced sideways at her with a smile, sighed slightly in his eyes, but didn't say anything, pointed to the front and said: "Xuanji's border is here."

The gate of this national border is facing the direction of Dahan and Wuji. From a distance, you can see the gate open. Two teams of brightly armored soldiers gallop out in honor of a man in a brown brocade robe. Then, a purple cloud pattern on his sleeve was very conspicuous, and Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes and said: "Prince Xuanji."

"Who?"

"I can't tell, it seems that the age is probably the nine princes or the twelfth princes. Probably they are here to meet you and me."

Meng Fuyao said "Oh", smiling Zhuma waited to say hello to the man, but the man took the guard with a fast horse and galloped all the way, passing by Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji's side, he casually glanced at him. Chi passed.

Meng Fu was stunned, looked down at himself, then at the grandson Wuji, pointed his nose and asked: "I don't look like a prince?"

The long-term Sun Wuji lightly raised the whip and said: "The world only recognizes those who don't recognize people in clothes, it's too much."

The two dressed normally, that is, the brocade robes often worn by the nobles of the Wuzhou continent. The style is simpler than the average person. The silver brocade of the grandson Wuji robe is luxurious but low-key. When the idlers can’t recognize it, Meng Fuyao is even more so. She doesn't even pay attention to the material-she was used to saving in her previous life.

The prince Xuanji galloped past them and suddenly remembered something. He stopped his horse and flicked the whip. He slapped Meng Fu's rocking horse with a "slap": "Hey, where are you from? What are you walking on this road? Get aside for me quickly!"

Meng Fuyao's horse was coldly squeezed, and the frightened man stood up. He wanted to throw Meng Fuyao off his horse. Meng Fuyao tightened his fingers and snorted and slammed the horse back to the ground. The anger faded in a flash.

She lowered her head to look at the horse's body, a not-light welt swelled Lao Gao, and her anger was a little heavier. She has always loved horses, and the horses she chooses are all famous horses from a thousand. Move the whip, and now he got the **** whip for no reason!

She turned her head and stared coldly at the man. The prince Xuanji didn't realize it. His eyes lit up when she saw her pressing the steed, and praised: "Good power!" His eyes suddenly turned around Meng Fuyao. Turning around, he said in surprise: "Good horse! Peerless horse!" Seeing the horse of Longsun Wuji again, he praised: "Okay! This horse is good too!" Turning his head and staring at Meng Fu, he shook his eyes and said, "How do you use it like this? Your horse?"

This person moves quickly and speaks quickly, and his reaction and behavior are extremely dry and entertaining. A few actions are over in a blink of an eye.

Meng Fuyao smiled instead. She waved her hand and pressed Tiecheng, who was about to get angry, and said with a smile: "Do you think this horse is not worthy for me, only you?"

"You are right!" The prince Xuanji answered frankly, "But I don't need this, I don't need this. I want to give it away. I don't bother to **** you, Xiaosi——"

A guard responds.

"Reward!" The man waved his hand, the guard immediately took out a kit embroidered with purple clouds and threw it under Meng Fuyao's feet.

"Have you seen it? The twelve princes are rewarded, don't you thank you?"

Meng Fuyao really owed him immediately and smiled: "It turned out to be the twelve princes, disrespectful and disrespectful. The younger one should offer a horse, just want to ask the prince a question."

"You ask!" The twelve prince waved again.

"The little one is very affectionate for this horse, but the prince loves it and has to cut his love. I just want to know who its new owner will be?"

"Gift to Prince Wuji and King Dahanmeng." The twelve princes didn't have any taboos, and directly replied: "The Lord is to pick them up. I heard that they are going with them. The imperial clans of the five continents are all martial arts. I don’t want to see two horses on this road. His Royal Highness and King Meng must have been very satisfied."

He seemed to be very happy, hehe smiled, Meng Fuyao gave up the horse with a smile, and kindly guided: "The two drivers are probably just one mile behind here. Your Highness will see it when he passes by." /

"Counting you two are acquaintances, it seems that martial arts are good." The twelve princes glanced at them, "If you enter Beijing in the future, you can find me or my eleventh brother!"

"Thank you for your love." Meng Fu shook his head and humbly gave in, "Please, please--"

The twelfth prince nodded with nostrils up to the sky, and a spur led his welcome team to an angry horse like a dragon, and the distinguished guest he was going to greet today was robbed by him, and he avoided eating him by the side of the road. A lot of ash...

Tiecheng dismounted, gave up his horse, and said angrily: "Master, why are you stopping me? This kid owes a beating!"

"Yes, I owe a beating." Meng Fuyao smiled and replied, "So how do you relieve your breath by beating by yourself? Just give it to Ji Yu and the three thousand people, and have a good beating!"

Tiecheng twitched his mouth, and then I remembered that when the 12th prince brought the horses of the grandson Wuji and Meng Fuyao and ran into the Wang Jun that Ji Yu was carrying, once they recognized that the horse was Meng Fuyao, they would definitely ignore it. Three-seven-seven, twenty-one.

This is the real black...

Meng Fuyao asked Changsun Wuji with a smile: "I don't know how your hidden guard will react?"

The grandson Wuji said indifferently: "I made a mark on the horse. The hidden guards will probably break all his belts, otherwise, under normal circumstances, the broken leg must be a human leg, no matter who he is." /

Meng Fuyao is silent...It seems that he is really unlucky if he has offended the grandson family...

The money bag was still in the ground. Meng Fu shook his toes and picked it up, weighed it in his hand, and threw it to Tiecheng with a smile: "Take it to buy snacks."

Tiecheng waved his palm and unceremoniously smashed the bag far away: "No!"

Meng Fu shook his shoulders and shrugged: "You kid, you're not shrewd, why don't you? You should spend more money on other people's money." She took back the purse with one hand, weighed in, and sneered. "This little money is enough to buy your Xueying and my Xiaoyue? Bah!" Looking at the pattern on the special royal kit, his eyes flashed and closed.

Tiecheng gave up the horse and let Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao ride together. When they got on the horse, there was a dispute over who was sitting in the front and who was in the back.

"I want to measure your waistline to see if you have gained weight recently." Meng Fuyao insisted on sitting back.

"I want to try your shoulders to see if they have become thinner recently." Changsun Wuji insisted that she sit in front.

Aside from the side, there is no words to look at the sky... This is also worth fighting!

At last, the grandson Wuji said: "Then we don't want to ride a horse."

"Okay." Meng Fuyao thinks this is a good solution.

"Change me to carry you."

"..."

Meng Fuyao got on the horse obediently: "I think you are a fool if you have a horse and don't ride."

"Honesty!" His Royal Highness agreed with satisfaction and won another round.

Two people sat on horsebacks. The argument between you and me just now passed, but now it is quiet. Meng Fuyao didn't speak, his eyes squinted and dangling, Changsun Wuji lazily controlled the reins, really unconscious Put the chin on Meng Fuyao's shoulder, put it on for a while, change the shoulder and continue to hold it, Meng Fuyao's plucked hair that he exchanged for him is slightly itchy, and can't help but laugh and scold: "Can you be quiet?"

"No." His Royal Highness seldom refused directly, and said softly on her shoulder: "Too quiet may make you forget my existence. I decided to disturb you frequently from now on, and let you do it for me endlessly. Flustered."

Meng Fuyao's neck immediately turned pale pink, she just wasn't used to these straightforward love words, but the guy behind her was getting as thick as his own in love words, she couldn't help rubbing her neck and said: "Where's the flustered? Are you so narcissistic that you didn't see my goose bumps?"

"Really?" Changsun Wou-ki smiled and gestured to pick up. "How do I feel that I went on a clean hand?"

Nothing...Nothing...Meng Fuyao rolled her eyes and looked up at the sky. She can speak eloquently, but she is really not good at fighting.

"Actually..." Changsun Wuji's faint fragrance filled her ears, and her voice was soft and gentle. "It's better to let you get goose bumps than to be indifferent."

He lightly blew into Meng Fuyao's earlobe, looking at the round earlobe with a small bamboo stick inserted in fear that the earrings had been removed, but he was afraid that the ears would grow together. He smiled and said, "Where are the earrings I gave? Why don't you wear it?"

Meng Fuyao gave him a blank look and said angrily: "Please, you think yours is really made of jade, it will never die."

Changsun Wuji smiled and said: "As long as you have the heart, nothing can die."

Meng Fuyao silently moved his body forward and said softly: "Here."

It is indeed here. It was just a short road. Changsun Wuji has the ability to even use this road to conquer cities and land.

Meng Fuyao built a high wall to accumulate food to block the emperor, and the prince slowly moved across the wall while flicking his sleeves.

When the city gate passed the customs, the three shabby people covered in dust with only one horse were severely despised again. The city guard sat high in the official office in the penthouse at the side entrance, stretched out his hand and said: "Customs clearance order!"

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, looked at Changsun Wuji, and said slowly: "No..."

"No?" The city defender waved his hand: "If you don't have a customs clearance order, you will not be allowed to pass. Get out of the way and go far. When there are guests coming, don't get in the way."

This room is not small, full of officials with red waists, holding tea lazily and glancing at the two of them, each greeting each other, seeming to be waiting for someone, then the city guard pushed the two away, himself He walked away in a hurry, bowed to a man sitting among the officials talking and laughing, and said: "Your Highness, the bottom is simple, please sit upstairs."

"The left and right are coming soon too, just wait here." The man had a very cordial tone and smiled: "The father ordered the princes to lead the officials of the Ministry of Rites to various borders to welcome the distinguished guests from various countries. , It should be here soon."

Meng Fuyao looks at him in his twenties. He is dressed in a plain and half-old light yellow brocade robe. The head of the shirt is embroidered with light coffee moiré. The color matching is the same as that of him. It is gentle and comfortable. His appearance is not very outstanding, but his temperament Yes, looking at his identity and tone, he should also be a prince, so I don't know where it is.

The city defender bowed again and again, then went to push Meng Fuyao: "What are you doing here!"

The prince laughed and scolded him: "Let them go without a customs clearance order. Why use bad words? It seems that I don't understand etiquette."

Meng Fuyao glanced at him and thought that the prince was pretty good, of good quality, and didn't want to be cute anymore. He smiled: "I mean I don't have a pass, because..."

She waved her hand, Tiecheng stepped forward, her eyebrows erected, and a gold-encrusted invitation card in her hand was retaken on the table.

Meng Fuyao smiled: "...The Xuanji pass is too low-level!"

The gold-inlaid invitation card was blown away by the wind, and the splendid inner brocade appeared. On it was the master of Xuanji's handwriting, stamped with a jade seal.

The defender opened his mouth with a "ah", his mouth was so big that he could lay eggs, Meng Fu looked at his mouth with a probe, and said: "Your tonsils seem to be inflamed? It is recommended to take honeysuckle fat sea soak in water. ."

The man hurriedly closed his mouth and bit his tongue again with an "ah" sound.

The prince was the first to react to the shock of the whole hall. He swept the invitation from Meng Fuyao from the corner of his eye, and immediately stepped forward, and he came to the ground: "The officials are ignorant and rude to King Meng. Please do not see King Meng. Sin."

Meng Fuyao replied with a smile: "Don't dare not dare, your country's company is kind and graceful, and the demeanor is heartbreaking, hehe is heartbreaking."

The whole house looked at each other with a look of shame. The prince hurriedly finished the game and asked Meng Fuyao to rest inside. He then glanced at the long-term grandson Wuji, who was hidden behind Meng Fuyao, wearing a mask and smiling while holding his hands in the dark, and said: "These two Is this a noble prince? Please enter the city together..."

Meng Fuyao immediately turned around and bowed solemnly: "His Royal Highness, please first please."

"..."

Even the embarrassed Xuanji Chengguan official froze and couldn't move. The prince froze for a second. Or he reacted quickly with long sleeves and good dance. He quickly turned around and saluted the grandson Wuji. This time he bowed longer: "Unknown Prince One And come here...that...is really rude..."

Long Sun Wuji smiled: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, please borrow two horses for us to walk. At any rate, there are still hundreds of miles away from Tongcheng. Although I don’t care about this palace and King Meng, I’m very prestigious. But I am afraid of damage."

"The prince is serious!" The prince was clearly wondering why these two didn't even have a horse, but didn't ask, he quickly ordered someone to prepare a horse, and tried to break the embarrassing atmosphere, and smiled: "The next twelfth brother has already gone Welcoming the two, did you two meet?"

"Oh?" Meng Fuyao sat down slowly, crossing Erlang's legs, and said: "Is there? I only met one robber and snatched my two horses."

"This happened!" The prince was startled, his eyebrows angered, and he shouted: "Before the state of the country, under the bright sky, someone would dare to rob the prince and the king of Meng? Take me seriously. People?"

"Yes," Meng Fuyao drank the tea with bitter feud, and angrily ate the teacup. "I was also filled with righteous indignation, and I was deeply ashamed of Xuanji, but at any rate this is regarded as Xuanji's boundary, and I will wait for it. I will report the case to His Highness as a suffering lord, please be sure to uphold justice for me."

"That's natural." The prince heard her saying nothing, his eyes flashed, but his face had to say, "I will immediately order a special person from the border guards to conduct a thorough investigation, and I must give the prince and the king an explanation. , Bring that looter to justice..."

"Robbery--"

A loud roar interrupted the conversation, everyone raised their heads in amazement, and saw the smoke billowing outside the door, in the smoke and dust, the red flag was fluttering, the light of the sword was bright, and the sound of horses hoofs rang out, and the sound of the galloping horses beating on the ground was full and loud. The team of well-trained men and horses galloped in, and a little further ahead, the two small teams, running with trousers, swollen noses and abandoned armor, some have bare legs, and some are rolling like a gourd on the crotch. , Running all over the floor, running shoes, ripped clothes, and falling pants, and falling behind, falling and climbing, smashing left and right in the machete that the horse can't help but cleave.

Everyone stood up and watched eagerly, thinking that the robbery and robbery had arrived. Could it be that the brave robbers who robbed the Prince and King Meng just now attacked passers-by again? Look, this robber is really fierce, and the knives are only poking into the crotch——

The prince suddenly lost his voice: "Twelve brothers!"

Everyone was startled, and only then did they see the one running in the front with a torn hair and slanting clothes and bloodstains, who is not the noble twelve prince?

Meng Fuyao has jumped up, pointing to the outside and shouting: "Here is the robbery, the robbery is here! Just them, just them!"

She yelled inside, and the twelve princes yelled outside: "Eleven brother, someone robbed me——someone robbed me——"

Meng Fuyao stopped calling suddenly.

The Eleventh Prince!

Buy the forces of the Green Forest, kill Feng Yuchu, and chase Hua Yan for thousands of miles, who has been brave enough to chase after the Eleventh Prince in her territory!

Is this simple and elegant, good-tempered guy in front of me?

Meng Fuyao began to grind his teeth.

For the children of the fierce and jealous Queen Xuanji, Mao is said to be born actors?

I know, she hates actors!

She squinted at the Eleventh Prince. The man was indeed calm, he had clearly seen something wrong, but still looked motionless, and greeted him: "Twelfth brother, what's the matter!"

The twelve princes rushed over, panting against the door frame, and even dumbed their voice, and whispered: "The group of people...that group of people will cut off when they meet me, and my people... All my belts are broken...Eleven brothers, help me beat them, beat him——"

"Pop!"

A clear and loud slap made everyone jump, and the beaten eleventh prince was instantly stunned when he touched his face.

He never thought that he would be robbed somehow. It was so easy to see Brother Eleven thinking that he could vent his anger. He didn't want Brother Eleven to slap him somehow!

"Eleven brother! You are faint!" After a while, he finally reacted and shouted.

"You just fainted!" The eleventh prince did not change his face in his rage. He pointed to the majestic cavalry who had been sneered and sneered, "You are blind! Can't see who this is?" This is a robber? This is obviously the King of Great Han!"

The officials who came to greet Meng Fuyao and Sun Wuji were shocked again. They all looked up and found that the other party was well-organized and well-formed, with bright armor, and tough and murderous. Everyone had it on their robes. The flaming red flying phoenix logo is the exclusive mark of Emperor Dahan, who immediately announced to the world after the founding of the People’s Republic. This is indeed the King’s Army of Dahan.

What the **** is going on? Han Jun robbed Han King? Still...

Everyone turned their heads to look at Meng Fuyao sluggishly. Meng Fuyao was holding his arms, smiling and squinting at the twelve prince, and said: "Yeah, yeah, robbery, our horse was robbed by this one. It's up."

"..."

Poor official Xuanji, today, the shameless King Dahanmeng was so cruel that he finally realized what embarrassment is. Qi Qi paled and shrank into the shadows and did not dare to make a sound. The eleventh prince stood there in shock. After a short while, the expression in his eyes changed, and he reluctantly smiled for a while: "You are kidding..."

"What robbery!" Only then did the twelve princes see Meng Fuyao and the eldest son Wuji, and said angrily: "The Lord gave you money!" He turned his head around and looked at her again. He suddenly realized that he pointed to her Called: "It turns out that you deliberately slammed the master into the Han army and caused the master to be beaten. You dare to murder a golden branch and jade leaf. You are really looking for death and death, death and death—"

Meng Fuyao let out a "pounce" with a laugh. This grandfather is really a grandfather. In this situation, he still can't reflect who she is. It is incomparable with the flexible Eleven.

The twelve princes were still hunting for death. Xuanji officials covered their faces with their sleeves to face Meng Fuyao and the eldest son Wuji who were smiling but not smiling. There were princes in the dynasty like this, so I am really ashamed to treat the VIPs of other countries...

What's more, these two, a young and famous politician, a newly risen Lord of the Three Kingdoms, one of the top politicians on the continent of five continents, looked at Xuanji, the livable prince, and watched these prince officials have been tricked for life and failed to fight back. , What kind of contempt and jokes will come out of my heart?

A few officials with a little bit of knowledge quietly glanced at each other, and worries appeared in their eyes-now that Xuanji is in chaos, once you see these two famous power grabbers, will there be unexpected chaos? ? What does your Majesty think? That Meng Fuyao, but the famous terminator of the throne, first destroyed King Wuji, then killed Dahan Zhan Nancheng, and recently slaughtered the Regent Xuanyuan, your Majesty is not afraid that even Xuanji will end in her hands?

The eleventh prince listened to the twelve princes' death-seeking series, and finally became unbearable. He stretched out his palm and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Twelfth brother, shut up, carefully be rude in front of the prince and the king!"

He slapped his palm, and the voice of the twelve princes stopped abruptly. They opened their mouths but couldn't speak. Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.

Martial arts are good.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness." Meng Fuyao "suddenly realized" stepped forward and looked at the twelve princes carefully. His eyes focused on the crotch of his about to fall for a short and powerful stay. The twelve princes stopped ashamed and eager to die. Covering his crotch, he said: "I really don't meet anywhere in life. My family beats my family. Your Royal Highness really makes me wonder, why should I grab our horse and give it to us?"

The cough of the twelve princes......

She sighed and regretted, "His Royal Highness, you snatched my horse and sent it to our army. Doesn’t it mean stepping on my King Han’s face? It’s okay to step on my King Han’s face for you, but Those of my loyal subordinates who care about my safety have no choice but to step on your subordinates and ask to understand. You see, this is how misunderstandings arise."

"You--" The twelve princes could no longer speak, they could only vent their breath.

The eleventh prince smiled bitterly on one side: "It's a misunderstanding... It's a misunderstanding..."

"His Royal Highness promised that I will bring the looters to justice." Meng Fuyao slowly prolonged the tone, dragging the Xuanji officials to hang their hearts together, not knowing what she was going to play with, ten A prince frowned as he was about to speak, and Meng Fuyao smiled again: "I don't have to mention it now."

The eleven princes smiled bitterly: "Thank you, the prince and King Han for your tolerance and grace."

"It's just that the prince breaks the law and the common people commit the same crime." Meng Fuyao said solemnly: "Su Wen Xuanji has strict legal system and strict national laws, and it is known that the eleventh princes are in charge of the penal department and the clan division, especially fair and strict. For a long time, the surrounding countries have admired it for a long time. If you want to come to your Highness to rob the twelve princes, you must be punished."

She clicked, and the eleventh prince, who did not wait for his face to change, replied, very politely: "I don’t need to punish too much when I ask for a favor, and the meaning and meaning will be done. Also, the whiplash on the dismounted horse , The swords slashed by the guards, the hardship of running on the legs of the prince and the prince, and the small injury that he suffered accidentally when he was robbed by his highness--" she carefully found the one on her fingernail A little bit of the gap, in fact, she accidentally gnawed her nails off when she felt that the nails were long, and she wanted to gnaw them off—showing it to the eleventh princes and the officials: "It hurts, just give some appropriate compensation. "

The officials looked at the Twelve Highnesses and his guards, who were covered in blood and trousers, ran away, their noses, swollen, swollen and embarrassed, and Gao Zi immediately held a knife and sneered at the Han army guard who had slashed the sword because of the people who slashed them. The horse, which was clearly stopped, looked at the "very painful wounds" on the nails publicly displayed by the respected King Han, and then all covered their faces again.

I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless......

The victim is reduced to a robber, and the slasher is still asking for compensation. The poor twelve princes were also ransacked by a "prince breaking the law and the common people". How much to be punished...

"I will definitely give an explanation to both of you." The eleventh prince smiled and turned his head and shouted: "Twelve, let me go back to Tongcheng now! Don't go out for two months, think behind closed doors!"

"Eleven brothers!" The twelve princes were so aggrieved that they choked.

"Go!"

"You!" The twelfth prince paused, gave Meng Fuyao a fierce look, and then glanced at the eleventh prince resentfully. The trousers slammed out, bringing several officials into one. heap.

Meng Fuyao smiled, admiring her nails in time, waved, Ji Yu and others got off their horses and carried a big box.

The box is huge, and the contents inside seem to be not small. When the guards hugged them, there was a sound of collision with each other. The officials of Xuanji stared at the box, guessing that this person was assaulted on the title of the Three Kingdoms. King Meng, what kind of gift will he send?

"The eleventh princes are so polite, and they have to be courteous." Meng Fuyao smiled, "A modest courtesy is not a respect, please accept it."

The Eleventh Prince's face was much more gentle, and he smiled and said: "Don't dare to be a great gift for two people."

In order to show his importance, he personally opened the huge gift box in front of everyone.

Opening the lid of the box, a smelly, not smelly, with a strange smell mixed with rich blood and lime, immediately rushed out unobstructed.

The face of the eleven prince changed drastically. An official of the Ministry of Rites shook his side and fell silently. The person a little later hurried to help. The person who supported him accidentally glanced at him, and suddenly his hands were loose and rushed. After going out, I heard a retching "Wow" sound from the corner outside the house.

"Bang" the unlucky unsupported official of the courtesy department bumped his head on the ground...

Meng Fuyao smiled and groaned:

"I heard that the eleventh prince was ordered to inspect the northern territory and was stationed in the northern area to clean up the local green forest forces. At Xia, he happened to meet a group of green forest Xiaoxiao on the road. They blocked the road and robbed the people's livelihood. There was a flash of inspiration, and I remembered that for your Highness, what other gift is more affordable than this?"

She smiled and stretched out her hand to sweep a dozen heads in the big box, and said warmly: "It is well-preserved, with a recognizable appearance. It is said that there is a famous person in Xuanji Green Forest. If you want to come to your Highness, you must know him."

The eleven princes pressed their hands on the side of the box and watched firmly that the box was well-preserved with lime, very finely retaining the head of shock and fear at the moment before dying, and the light of the wide-open eyes was gone. , But seemed to be still trying to tell him about the sudden massacre that night, telling him the sinister intentions of this "gift-giver"... His fingers trembled slightly, but after a while, he recovered his calm, and after a while, he gently lowered the lid of the box.

The lid of the box was lowered with a light "click", and the shock made Xuanji officials tremble.

The eleventh prince has restored his simple and elegant temperament, and smiled: "Yes, I know, I am one of the leaders of the Changtian Gang who issued a reward for his head. This person is very cunning and has repeatedly escaped arrests by the government. Thank you The king of Han helps the people to eliminate harm." After that, it's another slap.

"You are polite." Meng Fuyao looked up and smiled at each other.

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That night, the Eleventh Prince Feng Jingrui hosted a banquet in the best restaurant in Taiyuan County, a border county near Chengguan, to meet Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao. Changsun Wuji has always been a noble and indifferent person, except to show Meng Fuyao. In addition to the heat, Meng Fuyao has always been polite to outsiders but rejected them for thousands of miles. Meng Fuyao is a person who is so hot that he can't get it to burn. During the dinner, she was talking and laughing. The king's rectification is still lingering, and he can still eat.

A crystal lion head came up, and Feng Jingrui introduced: "This is made by my famous chef Xuanji. It is famous for its delicious flavor. Please, your Royal Highness, please, the King of Han——" Meng Fuyao was happily holding chopsticks, officials. Raising the chopsticks together, Meng Fu shook his head and smiled and praised: "What a bright red and beautiful head!" The officials all lost their chopsticks, their faces were blue and white...

A Qibao winter melon cup came up, and the hungry officials just lifted their chopsticks. Meng Fuyao praised: "Open the lid and take a look, the inside is red, red and white!"

The officials all throw away their chopsticks, making patient and vomiting...

A peeling roast chicken came up, the aroma was overflowing, and the officials continued to raise their chopsticks. Meng Fu lifted it up, shaking his hands and took off the chicken skin, praising: "Oh, take it off well, look at this skin, as white as lime. Of!"

Officials throw away their chopsticks all together, rushing like wanting to wait...

A meal, water and land treasures, carefully cooked, in the end, no chopsticks have been moved from beginning to end, all thanks to the powerful association of King Meng, no one can insist on picking up chopsticks More than a second.

The chef who came from the capital and prepared for three days looked at a table of famous dishes that no one cares about, crying without tears...

During the banquet, Meng Fuyao heard that the Queen’s succession ceremony would not be held until April. He was surprised, Feng Jingrui explained: “Our national customs, every April is the birth month of the protector of the country, Bharat. The most auspicious month, and that month is also the most auspicious, so major celebrations have always been held in that month."

"Then who is your queen?" Meng Fuyao asked with a smile.

"This..." Feng Jingrui smiled again, and said: "We don't know this. Your majesty's edict must be read out by Yanxi Palace before the queen succeeds."

"Then do you know that it is the queen?" Meng Fuyao squinted at him.

"That's what your majesty meant." Feng Jingrui's smile remained unchanged.

"It's a pity, it's a pity," Meng Fuyao sighed, "Isn't it clear that the prince has no part? I think your Royal Highness, you are a dragon and a phoenix, you have a superb experience and a master."

"The prince has to mention this." Feng Jingrui's face changed, "Your Majesty's Shengming candles, Zhizhu is holding, the new emperor he chose must be the Lord of my pilgrimage to the Holy Ming. These arrogant words, Xiao Wang Wan Don't dare to listen."

"Why are you so serious?" Meng Fu shook his eyes and smiled, "The emperor takes turns to do it. I will come to your house next year."

The table full of coughs rang out, and everyone lost their color. I heard that this king Meng was bold enough to rebel against professional households. It was really good. He actually incited people to rebel on the land!

Feng Jingrui coughed a few times, and simply moved the topic away. "Little Wang didn't expect that the prince and the prince would come to our country so early. It is really honorable for everyone."

"Uh..." Meng Fuyao turned out the invitation, looked inside and out, and said in amazement: "Your Majesty didn't write the date at all, I thought it was just recently."

"Really?" Feng Jingrui's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said: "Since it's here, let's play around in our country for a while. There are several counties in the mainland, such as the spring scenery of Hongtai, Jingfeng sunset, Jinjiang Lishui...The scenery is well-known in all countries, and Xiao Wang sent someone to accompany the two waiters."

"So, thank you very much." Meng Fuyao smiled, stood up and put his chopsticks, and asked the grandson Wuji, who had been drinking tea with a smile, "Is your Royal Highness full?"

"Satisfaction is enough!" answered His Royal Highness who hadn't eaten anything but only drank tea.

The two stood up, and the official with an empty stomach stood up and gave it away. Feng Jingrui watched as their backs disappeared out of the hall, eyes flashing, for a long while, facing a certain direction, tilted his head. .

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"Your Highness is full?"

Meng Fuyao knocked on the window outside Changsun Wuji.

"I'm starving to death." The window opened, and Changsun Wuji poked out his head, "Poor being with you, I will not only be hungry but also lie."

"Come out, there is something delicious." Meng Fuyao waved, his eyes bright.

"What can you have delicious?" Changsun Wuji didn't believe him, but he still floated out of the window and sighed, "Can you make something better than a table of delicacies?"

"Don't tell me, I dare say it's definitely better than the **** mountain and seafood." Meng Fuyao smiled slyly and dragged him to the backyard. There is a small vegetable patch in the backyard of this post house. Meng Fuyao has cleared a piece of mud. On the ground, a fire was set up on the ground.

She squatted on the ground, fiddled with the fire, raised her eyes with a smile, her dark eyes were shining brightly by the fire, and they flashed like glass beads. It's just that a smear of black and gray on the nose is a bit destructive.

"I'm bragging again, I don't want to eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, I came here to burn my eyebrows and black eyes." Changsun Wuji smiled, raised his hand to wipe the dust from her nose, vaguely smelling a strange sweet fragrance. Very unfamiliar, but with a simple and sweet temptation. He sniffed again. People who didn’t eat and wouldn’t be hungry for three days and three nights suddenly developed an appetite, but he didn’t know whether it was because of the smell of the food or watching Meng Fuyao's smile in the flames made people want to eat.

"This is what you said is better than the delicacies of the mountains and the sea?" Changsun Wuji became interested, and knelt down to watch her fiddle with the fire, and asked, "What?"

"Ordinary farm stuff, I found it in a cellar in this backyard, hehe, you promise you haven't eaten it." Meng Fuyao Wu's darkened paws rubbed the robe at random, and Master Yuanbao beside her also had bright eyes. Liang grabbed a twig with great interest and poke--it hadn't smelled it before, and wanted to eat it.

"Where did you go, I used to hide here and make a mouthful," Changsun Wuji helped her burn the fire and laughed: "I'm not afraid that Feng Jingrui will find someone to kill you."

"Does he have this ability?" Meng Fu shook his lips. "He killed Hua Yan and his wife is almost the same."

"What did Hua Yan tell you that night?"

"It's nothing," Meng Fuyao thoughtfully, "I asked him how he thought of crossing the border to find me. He said he was chased and killed. Feng Yuchu was seriously injured and died on the road. He fled from the north. When I came over, the first person I broke into was my fief. I remembered that I had a relationship with me, and I was the only one to protect him in the surrounding area, so I went straight to Qiao County, but I always felt that he hadn't said anything. After that, for example, what those assassins said Feng Jingrui was looking for, he didn't tell me."

"He can't talk to you in a deep way as soon as he meets." Changsun Wuji said: "Fuyao, what is your plan? Send him back to Tongcheng, or just help him get revenge?"

"It's not a matter of my plan now." Meng Fuyao smiled, "You know, from the moment I ordered the murder before the palace, Feng Jingrui will never let me go, unless I die to Hua Yan. Save him, let him die in front of my house, otherwise this beam must be formed. Since it is destined to form a beam, then...the first is the strong one."

"So you knocked the mountain to shake the tiger today, and you also instigated the relationship between brothers." Changsun Wuji smiled, "It really is a top troublemaker."

Meng Fuyao smiled heartlessly, suddenly cheered, and said: "Okay!" She extinguished the fire, pulled away the ashes, and pulled out a few dark things from it, raising her hands above her head, respectfully A gift to Changsun Wuji.

"His Royal Highness, please use "Unparalleled Super Invincible Sweet First Lips and Teeth...Roasted Sweet Potatoes!"

Roasted sweet potatoes...

Changsun Wuji raised his eyebrows and stared blankly at the few dark things. He knew about sweet potatoes, but he did not have a chance to taste this kind of common people’s food. Besides, he had also seen sweet potatoes before inspecting disaster relief. The slices are boiled together with the porridge in a pot. How can the yellow slices look like this ugly? How to eat this look?

Meng Fuyao retracted his hand, saw his expression, smiled contemptuously, and said: "Oh, I know that the noble prince doesn't know how to eat this kind of civilian food."

She carefully peeled off the scorched outer skin of the roasted sweet potato, revealing the yellowish yam inside, and the unique sweet aroma of roasted yam immediately transpired with a lethal effect, with red dust and fireworks. The unique warm strength, so tough to stimulate people's taste buds, teases the appetite around the corner.

"Does it smell fragrant?"

"Hmm..." Changsun Wuji smiled, "I didn't expect this thing to be so fragrant."

Meng Fuyao immediately handed over the roasted sweet potatoes like a treasure. Changsun Wuji chuckled and opened his mouth. Meng Fuyao hesitated for a moment, his face turned red in the flames, and he unceremoniously stuffed the sweet potatoes into Changsun Wuji's mouth.

"Hold you to death!"

Zhang Sun Wuji bit down half, eat slowly, watching her as he eats, smiling: "Um...It's so beautiful..."

"What's so beautiful..." Meng Fuyao asked grumblely with his mouth full of yellow, yellow and black.

"I mean... the common people really have good food." Changsun Wuji smiled and stared at her, his eyes rippling like water, suddenly stretched out his hand and swept across her lips gently.

The slender fingers grabbed a touch of golden roasted sweet potatoes. Grandson Wuji held up his fingers and smiled at Meng Fuyao. He kept seeing her face reddened, and then he passed the roasted sweet potatoes with the aroma of her red lips with a smile. To my lips, I ate.

"Thank you for letting me taste... such a beautiful taste."

He has a gentle and charming tone with a slight smile. He doesn't know whether he is referring to the simple and honest delicacy of roasted sweet potatoes, or the natural fragrance of the delicate red lips?

Meng Fuyao's face is burning with fire...

This is an ancient person... an ancient person... actually knows how to kiss indirectly?

Or is His Royal Highness a natural* master?

Meng Fu started to move his ass, and decided to stay away from His Royal Highness, who looks dangerous, tempting, very charming, and very beautiful even eating a roasted sweet potato...

She just moved, and suddenly heard a strange noise in the sky, and then the top of her head lit up and there was a burst of sound.

She looked up, and saw countless rockets burning with crimson flames, flaring a large amount of light and shadow, and sounding a special whistle, sharply and violently across the sky, directly attacking her and Changsun Wuji's residence on the second floor!