Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 10: How many soldiers and horses are more sad

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When the autumn leaves are gone, the wind is rustling, and winter is here.

At the end of November in the twenty-fifth year of Jingyan, the sky was freezing and the wind was biting, but on the official road from Jiancheng to the Communist City, there were still many people who had lost their homes going south in droves.

They braved the cold wind, with bare feet or a pair of straw sandals, stepping on the road with thin ice, listening to the cry of the children in their arms or the cry of hunger or cold, and walked to the Communist City . Occasionally I looked up to the sky, hoping that the solar energy would show up and make the weather a little warmer, otherwise I would not die under the sword, but would freeze to death and starve to death on the road.

At the end of the avenue, at the place where it seemed to meet the sky, when a figure came, the hungry refugees could not help but stop, watching the white shadow slowly approaching, all People couldn't help thinking that it was an illusion caused by being dizzy with hunger.

The sky is gloomy and cold, but the person has a gentle and gentle smile on his face, like the spring sun in March, which fades away the fatigue and coldness of the whole body at a glance.

When that person unwrapped a big baggage and handed it to the refugees headed by, a burst of warm fragrance of food overflowed, making the group of hungry, cold and desperate refugees instantly give birth to "This person is sent by God "Save our gods" thoughts.

"There are some hot biscuits in this, you can share them, warm your belly." The man's voice was elegant and gentle, with pity.

"Thank you, Mr. Fairy! Thank you, Mr. Fairy!" The refugees bowed and thanked them.

For some people, these biscuits may be dismissive, but for them at this moment, they are life-saving food. This person is really the **** sent by the sky to redeem them, and only gods can have such unstained brows.

"No need to be like that. The next mortal is not a god." The man bent over to help the elderly kneeling in front of him, not shy of the dirt and dust all over them, "Get up, eat the cake while it is hot. ."

The refugees got up and looked at him gratefully. Then the leader divided the biscuits in the bag, and although the person who got the cake was cold and hungry, he was not in a hurry to stuff his mouth, but gave it to the child in his arms and handed it to his side. The old man, and the old man just tore off a little bit, and then handed it back to his children.

The man watched quietly, his eyes became more pitiful, he sighed slightly, and turned away.

"Sir, please wait!" The leader of the refugees hurriedly asked to stay.

The man stopped.

The leader bowed his head and asked respectfully: "May I ask the name of the son?"

The man was silent.

The leader said again: "Today I received great favor from the son, but I didn't want to repay it. I only asked the son to tell the name and surname. I will keep it in my heart, so I can pray for the son day and night to pay for the great grace and to seek peace of mind." /

The man sighed slightly, and said: "This big brother is so fast, this is just a trivial matter."

The leader repeatedly pleaded, "Please tell me your name."

The man swept his eyes and saw that everyone was looking at him, and finally whispered: "There is no chance in Xiayu."

"Ah!" The leader's eyes brightened instantly, full of surprise, "It turns out to be Master Yu!"

The refugees also gathered around to say hello when they heard this, all of them were full of joy and gratitude. Although there are rumors of this compassionate and saving countless number one among the people everywhere, they never thought that they would be lucky enough to see him today.

To everyone’s joy, Yu Wuyuan just smiled faintly, and said: "The front is not far from Jizhou. After you enter the city, you will find the Civil Affairs Office. There will be proper arrangements for you. You will leave as soon as possible after eating. Very, old people and children can't stand it."

"Thank you for your advice." The leader nodded repeatedly and said, "Is my son going north? There is a war going on, so I don't want to go."

"I know." Yu Wuyuan said indifferently, "I will leave in advance, you guys take care." After that, he arched his hands and turned away.

"You must be careful, son!" the leader called, looking at the departing figure.

Yu Wuyuan waved his hand without looking back, and walked away.

Seeing that his figure disappeared, the leader continued to divide the villagers to eat food. Only when the division was over, they discovered that there was a golden bag under the burden. Open it to see a bag of gold leaves, count one There are as many as fifty. This money is enough for them to go to Jizhou, and there is still some left for them to settle there.

At that moment, everyone knelt down in the direction where Yu Wuyuan disappeared, and thanked their benefactor with the most sincere and simple manners they knew. Although the person is gone, even though the person may not hear, they still want to speak.

"Thank you Master Yu for your kindness!"

The voice echoed loudly between the sky and the earth.

There is a wasteland ten miles away from Wucheng in Beizhou and Jiancheng in Shangzhou. There is no one inhabited, but at this time, banners are swaying in the wasteland, and thousands of horses are neighing and murderous.

Since the beginning of October, Shangzhou Pioneers first attacked Wucheng. The two armies have fought against each other several times. The result of this mutual victory is that Wucheng in Beizhou and Jiancheng in Shangzhou are almost turned. For the empty city. Shangzhou is currently slightly better because of the general Tuobahong leading the army to reinforce it, so the Northern Army withdraws from Jiancheng, and the Shang Army advances to Wucheng, Beizhou.

At sunset, the war drums rang on the wasteland, the army roared, swords and guns clashed, and banners covered the sun. The Shangzhou army launched an offensive again, pressing on three sides to Wucheng, determined to break the city in one fell swoop.

With the continuous advancement of the merchant army, the Northern Army in Wucheng raised the rolling stone wood, pulled away the longbow and feather arrows, and waited intently.

One hundred meters...80 meters...50 meters...

The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, and the atmosphere became more tense. The generals of both sides held the flags, and the sight was triggered.

Che Bibi, Ma Xiaoxiao, pedestrians with bows and arrows at their waists.

Suddenly, a ray of singing sounded above the wasteland, which was actually breaking through and lingering in the air.

Yeniang's wife walked to see each other, but the dust did not see Xianyang Bridge.

Qianyi stopped to cry, crying straight up into the sky.

People passing by the road ask pedestrians, but pedestrians travel frequently.

Or from the 15th Beifang River to the 40th Xiyingtian.

When I left, I was head-wrapped, and when I returned, my head was white.

The side courtyard is bleeding into sea water, and Emperor Wu has been willing to open the side!

You don’t see Qinghaitou, since ancient times no one has collected bones!

The new ghost is annoying the old ghost and crying, and the sky is overcast and wet and tweeting. [Note 1]

The singing voice is melancholy and sad. Although there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses on the wasteland, everyone can hear it and feel moved.

At that moment, the generals of both sides could not help but forget to wave the flag, the archer slowed down the hand of the bow, and the knife and gunner put down the sword and spear, all thinking of the parents, wife and children in the family, for a moment, they felt sad, how can they kill the enemy? Resolute.

"Beizhou and Shangzhou are both courtiers of the emperor, why bother to kill each other." A voice lighter than the wind and weaker than the cloud sounded on the wasteland.

"Who?" The guard in Wucheng, Beizhou jumped up to the tower and shouted.

"Xiayu has no chance." A soft voice sounded, as if people were right in front of them.

"Master Jade?"

"Is it the son of Yu Wuyuan?"

……

Wan Jun was in an uproar. Everyone looked at each other, or the generals of the two states also looked around, wanting to see the true face of the world's first son.

"I heard that the war between the two states started because of Xuanji." The soft voice sounded again.

This time, tens of thousands of troops followed the prestige, and saw a white shadow standing on the hillside dozens of feet away to the east. Although the face was not clear, the clothes were fluttering, as if wanting to return by the wind. Fairy.

"Here I am here only to inform the soldiers, Xuanji has been earned by Jizhou's son." Yu Wuyuan's soft words floated down again, but suddenly fell like a boulder into the lake, causing thousands of waves and shaking the army. .

"Since the reason for the war no longer exists, why don't the soldiers of the two states stop fighting, so as to avoid the sorrow of the relatives' crying up to the sky, right?"

As the Ten Thousand Army was shaking, the soft voice of Yu Wuyuan clearly entered everyone's ears, and then a white shadow flashed in the distance, and the shadow disappeared quickly, leaving only a long chant.

You don’t see Qinghaitou, since ancient times no one has collected bones! The new ghosts bother the old ghosts crying, and the sky is overcast and rainy and wet and tweeting.

In an instant, the wasteland was silent, except for the occasional horse chirping, the whole world was silent, with only the pitiful sigh lingering.

"Oh, I'm so full! It's been a long time since I had such a big meal!"

Feng Xi and Han Pu, who were rubbing their belly, walked out in front of a restaurant in Taicheng.

"Sister, how many silver leaves do you have? Will you finish this meal, and the next meal will take another ten days and a half?" Han Pu asked, looking at Fengxi's purse.

"Uh." Feng Xi burped and waved her hand, "Don't worry, Pu'er, this time I won a hundred silver leaves, enough for us to use for three to five months."

"You won so much money all at once?" Han Pu was speechless, and then immediately pulled Feng Xi's sleeves and dragged her back, "Since you can bet so much, why don't you win more? Go, Go gamble again, at least you have to win a year or two of meals."

"Pu'er--" Feng Xi called out in a long voice.

"Why?" Han Park turned around.

"Stupid!" Feng Xi stretched out her hand and slammed him fiercely. "Didn't your father tell you that people must be content? Changle who is content, and greedy will suffer misfortune! Understand! "If you know, just accept it."

"Oh!" Han Pu let go of Feng Xi and hugged his head. The knock was so fierce that it made his head hurt fiercely.

"But it—" Feng Xi rested her chin on one hand and looked at Han Pu. "The old man Han is very greedy for money. It is understandable that you have his inheritance, but--" On Han Pu's forehead, "Follow me in the future, I believe you will become a respected poor man with two sleeves."

"Don't pat my head." Han Pu grabbed Feng Xi's hand and frowned at her, "It hurts."

"Okay." Feng Xi stopped patting him, rubbing her hand on his forehead by the way, "In order to compensate you for these two times, I will take you to buy new clothes and buy a carriage by the way. It's such a cold day. , Walking on the road with wind and rain, girl I can’t stand it."

Listening to Feng Xi's words, Han Pu grabbed Feng Xi's hand and relaxed, but didn't let it go, just looked at Feng Xi.

"Let's go, buy you new clothes." Feng Xi took his hand and turned to look for the clothes shop, "Pu Er, what color do you like? First of all, you must not pick those expensive people. The robes of Jin Yiluo will be just a bit, as long as it can keep warm and fit. Well, as for the color, why don’t you wear white? Since you have become my brother, then of course you have to wear white like me. I’m Bai Fengxi , How about you being Bai Hanpu in the future? Pu Er——"

She nagged for a long time, but found that the people around her were silent and could not help but look at him sideways, but she saw Han Pu lowered his head, followed her silently, and the hand in her hand was shaking slightly With.

"Pu'er, why don't you say anything?" Feng Xi couldn't help but stop, "Aren't you upset that I didn't buy you beautiful clothes? I'll tell you, I can—" Her words stopped suddenly, I saw Han Pu looked up at her, her handsome face was full of tears, and she couldn't help but panic, "Pu'er, you...what's the matter? Did I just knock you so much pain?"

"Sister." Han Pu rushed into Feng Xi's arms, hugged her, and rubbed tears on her chest, "Sister...Sister...I know...I know all of them." /

He comes from a family of martial arts, and he knows that people who have reached a certain level of internal strength are not afraid of the cold and heat, and in Fengxi, she will not feel cold when she is in the snow and ice. It’s all for him, so I said to add new clothes to keep out the cold, buy a carriage to protect from the wind and rain, otherwise Feng Xi would not go to gamble, if she was willing to gamble, she would not go all the way to eat and sleep, win the money of those people, want to come to her and Not very happy.

Actually, she can ignore him at all. They have no relatives and no reason, and the only involvement is the prescription. Although the prescription is precious, it is also very dangerous. If it is known to her, it will attract people from all over the world to fight for it, and there will be murder at any time, but she still takes him with him, without the slightest complaint, and she also plays with him. Love of love.

"Pu'er, you are a boy who is so sensitive and delicate, and I really don't know whether it will be good or bad for you in the future." Feng Xi couldn't help but soften, patted the person in her arms, and sighed silently.

"Sister, in the future, Pu'er will also take care of you and take care of you for the rest of your life." Han Pu solemnly made his promise, but didn't know how much his promise was.

"Okay, let's buy clothes first." Feng Xi lifted Han Pu's face and wiped the tears from his face, "Look at you, a boy, crying twice a day, you are ashamed."

Han Pu blushed and hid his face in Feng Xi's arms. He liked this embrace, it was warm and fragrant, and buried in this embrace, it seemed that the whole world had changed, serene and peaceful.

Many years later, Han Pu, the founder of the Fog and Fog School, who is good in white, good in poems, and good in sword dance, is just a crying and blushing person who likes to lie in his sister’s arms. The child in the coquettish.

"Go." Feng Xi took him up.

Across the street, she did not go directly to the clothing store, but turned into a remote alley. At the end of the alley, there is an uninhabited house. The tall Zhumen is already red and painted, and the eaves are densely woven with cobwebs. One of the stone lions in front of the door fell to the ground, and the other still guarded the front door, but the dust and leaves were covered.

Walking over, Feng Xi waved her sleeves and swept away the dust on the standing stone lion. With a little toe, she took Han Pufei and landed on the stone lion, and then sat down.

The two are sitting on the stone lion, as if two living people have been added to a bleak old yellow painting, which is particularly abrupt.

"Sister, didn't we go shopping for clothes, why come here?" Han Pu waited for a while, but Feng Xi didn't explain why she was sitting here, so she had to ask her own questions.

"Wait for someone." Feng Xi's long legs hung down, swinging.

"Who are you waiting for?" Han Pu sat down like her, shaking his legs.

"Wait for someone who dares to follow me without knowing the heights of the sky." Feng Xi narrowed her eyes slightly. "If he doesn't show up again, don't blame me for being polite."

As soon as her voice fell, a figure instantly appeared from the shadow in the dark, bowed her head and knelt, and said respectfully: "I have seen the female heroine."

"Girl, I am neither your elder, nor an official. Don't move, just kneel to me." Feng Xi said idly at the man.

The man stood up and looked up at Feng Xi, "Do you remember Miss Feng being down?"

Feng Xi looked at him and nodded after a moment, "So it's you, how are these years?"

The man was a man about thirty-four-five years old. He was a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was very heroic, but there was a scar on his face from the bridge of his nose to his right chin, making that face look like Ugly and terrible.

"Ms. Feng, remember to be down?" The big man was surprised when he saw Feng Xi still remembering him.

"My memory is not too bad." Feng Xi smiled slightly, "Six years ago, Yan Jiutai, the master of the 38th village on the Wuyun River, is a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, how can you not remember it."

"Sister, didn't the Thirty-eight Village of Dark Clouds be flattened by your foot six years ago?" Han Pu immediately interjected as he listened, thinking that he knew all about the deeds of the white wind and black wind. .

Feng Xi slapped Han Pu's head, "When the adults are talking, the kid shut up."

"I'm not a kid, I will grow taller than you soon." Han Pu straightened his chest.

Yan Jiutai smiled, obviously not paying attention to what Han Pu said.

"Master Yan, from the casino to the present, what do you have to do? Do you want to avenge the revenge six years ago?" Feng Xi turned to ask Yan Jiutai.

"Don't get me wrong, girl Feng." Yan Jiutai hurriedly shook his head, "The girl's demeanor is still there, and she is eye-catching as soon as she enters the casino. Jiutai following here is not revenge, but just wants to repay the girl for her life six years ago."

"Oh?" Feng Xi tilted her head to think, then smiled clearly, "It turns out that you opened the Jiutai Gambling House. No wonder you found it."

"Yes, six years ago, I brought some brothers to this city of Tai to settle down. Those of us who were born as robbers can't do much of anything. We can only open some gambling shops, **** shops, etc. There are usually nine in this city. The words "Thai" belong to our brothers." Yan Jiutai said.

"That's not bad, at least it is to live a legitimate life." Feng Xi smiled, "The scar on your face is left by me, and your life is also left by me, so the two are offset. Don’t talk about revenge, and don’t talk about retribution."

"No." Yan Jiutai shook his head and said, "I am responsible for this injury, but I have to repay this kind of life, otherwise I will be uneasy for life."

"Oh? How do you want to repay me?" Feng Xi asked, her eyes beginning to circle.

Han Pu looked at him and couldn't help worrying about that Yan Jiutai. I was afraid that his kindness would not be repaid.

"Zixia is willing to follow the girl's side, as a slave and a servant, to emulate the power of a dog and horse." Yan Jiutai knelt on the ground again.

"Oh?" Feng Xi's eyes flickered, her left hand resting her chin, her fingertips tapping her cheek rhythmically, "I thought you were going to give me some gold and silver jewelry or something, you know I've always been very Poor, who knows it’s just like this."

When Han Pu heard this, he secretly called "Sure enough" in his heart. It seemed that Yan Jiutai would not be able to send this **** away without losing his belongings.

"Huh?" Yan Jiutai was startled, but he immediately reacted and took out a silver tiger-shaped token from his arms. "The girl can pick up gold and silver from any Jiutai gambling house or pawnshop in Shangzhou. "

"Anyone in Shangzhou?" Feng Xi came to be interested. "It seems that you have been doing well in recent years. You have your shop in all of Shangzhou."

"It's okay." Yan Jiutai said, with excitement and pride in his tone, "With the teachings of a girl, I have had dozens of shops in Shangzhou with my brothers over the years."

"Ah!" Feng Xi was speechless, "Are you planning to give all these shops to me now?"

As soon as this remark came out, Han Pu secretly said that he was so cruel that he actually asked for all his belongings. This Yan Jiutai is supposed to be scared away.

"As long as the girl wants it, all can be given to the girl." Who knows that Yan Jiutai accepted it in one go, without hesitation at all.

"Huh?" Feng Xi's turn was startled now. I thought that Yan Jiutai was probably giving her some gold and silver, thanking her for her life, this lion just wanted to drive people out, who knew... …

"Please also ask the girl to agree to Jiutai and let Jiutai serve." Yan Jiutai seemed to be going to kneel on the ground, and had no intention of getting up.

"Sister, how did you save him?" Han Pu looked at Feng Xi suspiciously, wondering what she had done, and let others give her money.

"Yan Jiutai, you are a refreshing person, but I don't need these. I just joked." Feng Xi jumped off the stone lion and helped Yan Jiutai on the ground. "In the past few years, you and your brother created this Family business, then take good care of it and live your life well. I am used to going by myself, I am not used to it and do not need someone to wait."

"Girl, I told my good brothers before I came here. After I leave, these family businesses will be managed by them." Yan Jiutai stood up and looked at Fengxi eagerly, "Besides, Jiutai is a bachelor and has no family. I’m tired of the room. Six years ago, I vowed to serve the girl for a lifetime in order to repay the great favor, but I have never found the girl. Now that I met today, Jiutai will certainly follow to the end."

"God, I came here prepared." Feng Xi sighed, then beckoned back without looking back.

Han Pu hurriedly jumped off seeing it.

Feng Xi stretched out her hand to catch him, immediately spread her figure, quickly passed Yan Jiutai, and said as he ran: "Yan Jiutai, you will pay me back when you go back."

"Girl Feng, wait." Yan Jiutai immediately chased after him.

People come and go on the street, but Feng Xi is holding Han Pu as if stepping on a hot wheel under her feet, flying by all the way. But Nayan Jiutai was once the master of 38 villages, and he was able to do his best. He also walked like flying with his feet, following a metre away.

Running across nine streets, turning seventeen turns, leaping over thirty-two walls, looking back, Yan Jiutai still followed behind her unwillingly, Feng Xi sighed and stopped.

"Are you going to keep chasing after I keep walking?" In a secluded alley, Feng Xi let go of Han Pu, sat on the ground, and asked Xiang Yan Jiutai helplessly.

"Yes...Yes..." Yan Jiutai gasped, "I said I will serve the girl for a lifetime."

"I'm afraid of you." Feng Xi waved her hand, looked at Han Pu, and then at Yan Jiutai. After a moment of deep thought, he nodded and said, "Well, I will let you follow."

"Really?" Yan Jiutai heard these words, and knelt in front of Feng Xi, holding Feng Xi's hands in his forehead lightly, "From now on, Jiu Tai will be loyal to the girl. But there is an order, never hesitate to die!" He said softly like an oath, but it was extremely heavy.

Feng Xi watched his movements for a moment, and then asked softly: "Are you the survivor of Jiula?"

Yan Jiutai was also in a daze. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Xi, then held her hands and kissed lightly, without the slightest blasphemous meaning, solemnly, "Yes, Jiutai is a member of the Jiuluo clan "After speaking, he let go of Feng Xi's hand.

"Juluo Clan--I can't imagine that more than six hundred years have passed, I would still be able to see people from the Juluo Clan." Feng Xi stared at Yan Jiutai deeply, and there seemed to be some inexplicable emotion in his eyes. But then she waved her hand, "Well, you get up, you don't need so much etiquette to follow me in the future."

"Yes, girl." Yan Jiutai stood up and said respectfully.

"Big Brother Yan, since you can eat so well in Taicheng, then please prepare a carriage for us and buy some clothes for my brother." Feng Xi immediately got lazy.

"Yes." Yan Jiutai immediately responded, and then whispered, "The girl will call me Jiutai."

"Why? Do you think I called you old?" Feng Xi rolled her eyes and she immediately jumped up, "You were originally older than me, so it's just right to call you big brother, don't you think I can call your brother? Am I not that old?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Yan Jiutai waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, it's fine." Feng Xi sat down again, "Big Brother Yan, please hurry up to buy a car and buy clothes, and buy some more food by the way. I ran out just now after the meal. ."

"Okay, I'll do it right away, girl, please wait here." Yan Jiutai stopped arguing with her, and immediately turned to work.

There is a small shop on the roadside on the outskirts of Weicheng, Beizhou. The owner is a woman who has been a widow for many years. She sells steamed buns, steamed buns, and porridge on a small scale. The customers are also people who travel between urban and rural areas.

In the early morning of this day, the lady boss took care of everything, and a guest came.

"Lady boss, please bring four steamed buns and a bowl of porridge."

"Okay, please take a seat first, guest officer, and come soon."

The proprietress was uncovering the steamer to see if the steamed buns were cooked, and the visitors could not be seen clearly in the mist. In the blur, only a white-clothed man entered the shop and sat down at the table by the window.

"Guest, the steamed buns and white porridge you want." After a while, the lady boss served a steaming breakfast.

"Thank you." The guest who had been looking out the window looked back.

The proprietress just felt her eyes brightened, and she was a little bit reluctant to leave when she watched the customer. After all, she saw such a beautiful character for the first time in her life.

"My son...do you want something else to eat?"

"No, boss, go ahead." The customer bowed his head and held up the bowl of rice porridge in front of him.

"Then I can serve the son with some side dishes?" The lady proprietor asked, thinking whether to bring some dried radishes, capers, or to get the newly made pickled vegetables, but didn't think how much more we could make Business, just want to talk to this young man.

"I think you might as well go with me." At this moment, a loud voice penetrated and a person walked in from outside the room.

The lady boss hurriedly turned her head, and when she looked at her, her heart was pounding, thinking to herself what a good day is today, how come there are such outstanding guests here? If the guests in white clothes were so elegant and dusty that they were not like mortals, then the guests in purple clothes who came in at this moment looked like noble princes in the world. As for the man following him, that was beyond description.

"You are here." The guest who drank the porridge smiled lightly at the new guest.

"No luck, you want to eat this?" Huang Chao glanced at the four white-faced buns in front of him, and shook his head in disagreement.

"You come and taste it, too." Yu Wuyuan pointed to the seat opposite him, "Occasionally taste this thick tea and light rice, and you don't have a taste."

The Dynasty walked over and sat down opposite him, "Why did you come here?"

"I walked here at will." Yu Wu said, looking back and greeted the proprietress, "Thank you for two more bowls of porridge and ten buns."

"Okay, the guest officer wait a minute." The lady boss quickly agreed.

"Xiao Jian, sit down, too." Yu Wuyuan said to Xiao Jian who was standing behind Huang Dynasty again. When he saw him clearly, he couldn't help being surprised, "You are finally willing to change clothes other than white. "

This person who is always dressed in snow, today turned out to be wearing a light blue robe, which has faded a bit of coldness, lining his snowy skin, the whole person is like a light blue crystal, cold and clear, clear With harmony in the middle, the brilliance of the whole body flows, making people want to be close, but can't bear to touch them.

The Dynasty took a look at Xiao Jian, and suddenly said: "I think you call him Xuekong, he will be happier."

"Huh?" Yu Wuyuan looked at him suspiciously. Although Xiao Jian's character is Xuekong, they are always used to calling his name directly.

"Several sons, the steamed buns with white porridge are here." The lady proprietress brought the porridge and buns again.

When the proprietress put down her things, Dynasty waved her to retreat, and then looked at Yu Wuyuan with a smile: "Because Bai Fengxi said that he is suitable for wearing light blue clothes like the sky, he changed his outfit the next day. And Bai Fengxi also said that he should be called Xuekong, although he didn't say it, but when I changed his words, his eyes were full of joy."

"Oh? Unexpectedly Bai Fengxi has such a great charm? I really want to see it." Yu Wuyuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Jian——Xiao Xuekong, and found that his eyes turned strangely light blue again , "The name Xuekong is really suitable for you, especially for you in the blue coat now. It is really like a snowfield blue sky, very beautiful."

The blue in Xiao Xuekong’s eyes, who was sitting on the left, got deeper. His eyes turned to Dynasty, and his mouth moved, but in the end he didn’t say anything because the other party was his own monarch. In the end he just stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a small Long Bao, swallow in one bite.

Jade Wuyuan couldn't help but jokingly look at his appearance, and smiled: "Jizhou seems to have no life more beautiful than you. If you are a woman, you might be able to compete with Princess Youzhou Chunran. "

"Young Master Yu, I am a man." Xiao Xuekong swallowed a bun and paused while watching Yu Wuyuan. The implication is that how can a man say "beauty", and shouldn't be compared with a woman-especially the pure princess who is known as "the first beauty of the East".

"When Bai Fengxi said that you have beautiful eyes, why didn't you refute her?" Huang Chao interjected. After speaking, he picked up the porridge in front of him, took a breath, and drank it.

Xiao Xuekong looked at the Dynasty, opened her mouth, but still couldn't speak, and finally just bowed her head and ate the buns.

Jade missed a smile, couldn't bear to tease him anymore, and asked the Dynasty: "How about this trip?"

"Very good." Dynasty was just a simple word, and then looked at him and said, "With one word, the two states are fighting, what a powerful Jade."

"Why add so many innocent souls." Yu missed a bun.

"There are countless souls in the world, not to mention-people will die at that time." The dynasty looked at him firmly.

"I'll talk about it then, now I can avoid it." Yu Wuyuan finished a steamed bun, put down the bamboo chopsticks, and looked up at the Dynasty, "Besides, I'm telling the world that Xuanji chose Jizhou Huangshi on your behalf. Isn’t that exactly what you want to do? If Shangzhou dares to take advantage of Xuanji and attack Jizhou like Beizhou, you can take the opportunity to take down a few more cities, or... swallow it whole?"

The Dynasty didn't speak, but the expression on his face clearly agreed with Yu Wuyuan's words.

"As for the struggle between Beizhou and Shangzhou, you fisherman is profitable, but you don’t want the tattered mountains and rivers, don’t you?" Yu Wuyuan looked at the dynasty with a deep vision, "So you might as well stay Now, wait for you to clean it up yourself."

Huang Chao raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that you can always see what I think in my heart." After speaking, he glanced at the busy boss lady.

"Don't move her." A light flashed in Yu Wuyuan's eyes, and he pressed Xiao Xuekong's hand that had just grabbed the hilt of the sword. "These words are what she can do after listening to them, why kill the innocent indiscriminately." /

The Dynasty waved his hand and signaled Xiao Xuekong to stop. He looked at Yu Wuyuan a little helplessly, "It's your bodhisattva's temper that makes me helpless."

Yu Wuyuan smiled faintly and asked: "What's the next step?"

"Of course I am going back. This time I came out and gained a lot." The imperial words seemed to have a deep meaning.

Yu Wuyuan pondered for a moment, and said: "Go to Youzhou."

"Youzhou?" Dynasty raised his thick eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, Youzhou, the richest in Dadong, and Youzhou with the best beauty in Dadong." Yu Wuyuan moved his eyes and looked out the window.

"Youzhou?" Huang Chao's gaze fell on the half bowl of porridge in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold it, and drank it all at once, putting the bowl on the table, with golden glow in his eyes, "Yes, it's time. "

"Hmm." Yu Wuyuan nodded, "Go early and better."

"You can also return to Jizhou first when you go to Youzhou." The Dynasty stood up and walked out.

Yu Wuyuan also stood up, turned his head to look at the lady boss, smiled as if thanking her for the hospitality, and then walked out too.

Xiao Xuekong took out a silver leaf from his sleeve and placed it on the table, following the two of them.

Note:

[Note 1] Du Fu's "Song of Chariots"