The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 17: Talk to the mountain ghosts

On the second day, everything came to the fore. The woman whose real name is Fan Xiaochai was a dilapidated daughter who fell in her family because of Dazhuguo’s wrist. But it is not small, used for work, land occupation and root search.

The second son of the Lin family is just a used idiot, but half-dead. This master Tanhua is kept in the dark, only coveting sister Fan’s mouth with rouge style, reading and reading stupid, how can I know the more moving The more troubled the woman was, a crappy occasional arrangement made her head overwhelmed. She was brought into the Northern Liang Palace without knowing it. God knows how the Lin family of Hedong Qiaoguo knew how heartbroken after such a catastrophe. The assassination last night was not elaborate, very Rough and full of eagerness to jump over the wall, Ms. Fan, who entered the mansion, took the opportunity of sightseeing to depict the map of the palace and the portrait of the elder son Xu Fengnian, and then looked for the opportunity to assassinate them, but they were far worse than the people in the Liang Dynasty, and they were all in trouble. As for the fan’s behind-the-scenes pusher and Qiao Guolin’s end, Xu Fengnian, who was sitting in the Chaoting Pavilion at this time, didn’t bother to pay attention to it. He just wanted to know whether Fan Xiaochai regretted going there for a man he had never met before. die.

Xu Fengnian has no mercy for these people’s moths fighting the fire. The beautiful women in the world are always like bamboo shoots after the rain and the grassland night grass. One crop is missing, and a new crop will appear next year. I can’t burn all of them, and every one of them loves and cherishes the jade. Isn’t it exhausting? Xu Fengnian really does not have this leisure and leisure. Moreover, after three years of suffering like a dog, Xu Fengnian also understands a lot of the simple societies in the market, remember to meet on the way The last incompetent young swordsman with a similar smell, that guy always likes to say that being compassionate to the enemy is to have a life with himself. It is said that he has learned it from some unambiguous and unfamous senior swordsmen, every time he talks about it. Everyone's saliva splashed all over, always spraying Xu Fengnian's face full of saliva and stars.

Xu Fengnian still remembers the guy who can’t afford an iron sword but can only carry a wooden sword. Every time he sees the eyes of the saber rangers on the street, the flower thief bumps into the beautiful lady exactly the same. If this guy knows that every day is forced Listening to him brag about how Mahayana swordsmanship should be, it is the sword Jiuhuang that can fight against the kings and old monsters of Shangwu Emperor. And the old guy's back sword box hides five famous swords in the world. What do you think? That guy who is full of brains wanting to find a famous teacher to learn art, can he be well now? Have you ever entered the room in swordsmanship?

When parting at the border of Nanyan, the person Zeng said to Xu Fengnian, "Wait someday when my brother develops, please eat the best beef with sauce. If one catty is not enough, just three catties, and you are full!" /

Three catties of beef seems to be the limit of his imagination.

The real arena, after all, there are few super masters who can break the river and pull the mountains and rivers, and more of them are unknown people like that guy, dreaming about the ridiculous dreams of the rivers and lakes. Xu Fengnian rubbed his cheek fiercely, and saw Yuan Zuozong standing aside, waiting quietly for himself. Xu Fengnian quickly got up and moved the embroidered pier to General Longwu, the third grade. Yuan Zuozong's eyes flashed with surprise, sitting like a big clock in Honglu, with a serious look. Said: "His Royal Highness, the prince asked me to ask how to deal with a woman surnamed Fan."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Whatever you should do."

Yuan Zuozong nodded slightly, got an unexpected answer, got up immediately, and prepared to retire.

Xu Fengnian didn't stop him, and after sitting down, he stood up again and said, "Sange Yuan, drink together when you have time, so you won't be drunk or go home."

Yuan Zuozong showed a rare smile and said: "Okay."

Xu Fengnian took a pot of wine that had been prepared a long time ago from the coffee table, carried it to the Tingchao Pavilion, and went straight to the eighth floor. He saw the master, Li Yishan, who was burying himself in the copy of the book. In the rivers and lakes, the reputation is not obvious in the temples, but in the Beiliang Palace, no one dared to be a little disrespectful to the first clean guest of the mansion. Xu Fengnian sat aside, familiarly picking up the green gourd on the red sandalwood case. Pour the wine, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing for a while, and the man stopped writing and chuckled softly: "Now your body fat and powder have finally faded. Three years of parade, it is still somewhat beneficial."

Xu Fengnian smiled, and then worried: "Master, Huang goes to Wudi City, can he retrieve the Huanglu sword on the wall?"

Li Yishan took a sip of wine and shook his head gently.

Xu Fengnian said shockedly: "Lao Kui at the bottom of the lake is already unmatched, and Lao Huang is obviously going to be stronger. Isn't it true that Wang Xianzhi, who is the self-styled city lord of the East China Sea, is truly invincible?"

Li Yishan held the green gourd, stopped drinking, just sniffed, and slowly said: "The world is invincible? There are still a handful of people above the first grade. Wang Xianzhi has been immersed in martial arts all his life, almost through Xuan, but not invincible The current martial arts is divided among the heroes, each with its own merits. The previous scene of a superb single person will not appear now and will not be possible in the future. Moreover, the martial arts is the ultimate, but it has touched the threshold of the heavenly way, and the influence of the martial arts outside the temple on the general trend of the world, It’s very small, otherwise you wouldn’t have been riding the whole rivers and lakes by your Beiliang iron cavalry. You don’t want to learn martial arts, and Dazhu Kingdom doesn’t force it, so I don’t care. Fear country thief. Civil officials may interfere with politics, and a man will never disrupt the country."

Xu Fengnian laughed blankly. In the past ten years or so, the Liyang Dynasty has tirelessly circulated this sentence of murder without blood: a million soldiers can be defeated, and a country thief is terrible. The first half of the sentence is to pinch his nose to praise the great martial arts of Dazhu Kingdom, which is suspected of killing. This is very knowledgeable. Even Xu Xiao clapped his hands and laughed when he heard it, but after laughing, he cursed, "Shangyin Xuegong, who is full of empty talks, should be killed."

Li Yishan carried a hip flask to make room for Xu Feng's pen to copy the isolated classics. Xu Fengnian has become accustomed to it early on, but he has not weakened his handwriting skills, but he has never been able to develop a strong righteousness. Whenever he sees Xu Fengnian's sketches If it's not right, just hit the green gourd. Li Yishan asked this elder son to copy a lamp time, and then sat down again. Xu Fengnian lay on the side, looking at the master sideways, pale and white hair, hollow, yellow curls and blue lanterns. The most difficult thing is to be hollow. What kind of experience can make Master so heartbroken? Li Yishan didn't raise his head and whispered softly: "Go, look at the guests you invited into the Chao Pavilion. They are about to be on the third floor."

Xu Fengnian said, quietly downstairs.

On the second floor, Xu Fengnian saw the quaint bookshelf piled up like a mountain to form a wall of books, standing with the face of the dim white fox, holding a yellowed martial arts secret code in his left hand, and tapping his forehead regularly with his right index finger. , The embroidered winter knife with its sheath is inserted into the bookshelf as a mark.

Bai Hu'er's face just glanced at Xu Fengnian, then bowed his head again.

Xu Fengnian, who asked himself to be boring, had to retreat.

The huge Beiliang Prince's Mansion, it seems that there is only such a casual and idle person like His Royal Highness, who fades out of a bird.

In the middle of the year, Dazhu Kingdom chose an auspicious day to give his son a crown ritual at the ancestral temple. Very unreasonable is the grand ceremony of the eldest son of the king of Beiliang, which is not as grand as the ordinary rich family. Not only the guests are quite rare, but even the two sisters and one younger brother of His Royal Highness did not show up. Xu Fengnian was in a refreshing suit by Xu Xiao After leading into the Taimiao, he worshipped the ancestors of heaven and earth, and crowned three times, namely the black hemp cloth crown, the white deerskin cloth and the red melanin crown. The small triple crown on Xu Fengnian's head involved too much vision and attention, the first crown, All temple officials of the Liyang Dynasty care about it, because it means that His Royal Highness can enter the court and take office. The second crown means more practical and long-standing meaning, because Beiliang’s 300,000 iron knights are waiting to be seen. As for the third crown, then There are only some symbolic meanings, which are not valued by contrast.

His Royal Highness, who had knotted hair and crown, had been busy all day, his face was stiff, and after a line of salute with the officials from the border of Beiliang, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy the personal servants of Wutong Garden. Drinking tea and water, rubbing shoulders, knocking back and squeezing legs, almost rested, Xu Fengnian personally took care of the tiara and costumes, and finally came to the tomb of the princess with Xu Xiao. A pair of tall blue and white jade lions are lifelike, both of lioness children. Lively, the right-handed lioness guards three cubs, symbolizing the princess and the three biological children under the knee. The cubs are the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu, the second daughter Xu Weixiong, and the youngest son Xu Longxiang. The left lioness just bows her head and kisses a cub. , The princess's preference for the eldest son Xu Fengnian is endless before and after death! Xu Fengnian stood in front of the stone lion with red eyes. Dazhuguo Xu Xiao sighed softly. Every time the young Fengnian felt wronged, he sneaked here and stayed there for the whole night. No matter how hot or cold it was, he never got sick.

The tomb of the princess is surrounded by white jade slabs to form two walls, forming a great atmosphere with a city in the city. The main shinto is more than sixty meters long. According to the classic system, there are only nine kinds of stone beasts on both sides of the dynasty emperor shinto. There are fourteen kinds!

Nearly a hundred stone inscriptions, the gods are exquisite, run through, and the momentum is like a rainbow. In addition, the height of the top of the tomb and the scale of the underground palace are far more than any king of the dynasty, and it has built a unique and unprecedented one. The dressing table and the two maidservant tombs were first built at the time and were criticized by countless people. The Emperor's Imperial Study Room was full of impeachment melodies almost overnight, but they were suppressed and ignored.

Dazhuguo, who was hunched and lame, stood in front of the grave, silent.

After Xu Fengnian finished the memorial service, he squatted in front of the tomb and said softly: "Father, I will stay a while."

Dazhuguo said softly: "Don't catch the cold, your mother will feel distressed."

Xu Fengnian gave a hum.

Ren Tu Beiliang King walked on the main divine path, meditating in his heart, exactly three hundred and sixty-five steps.

The only big pillar country who was in power and opposition clearly remembered the first time when he entered the court and was sealed, he walked from the red lacquered gate to the gate of the Kunji Hall, the first time he was young and energetic, and left. Two hundred and eighty-four steps. Later, when he got older, and with his lameness, he walked more and more slowly, and the longer he walked, but he never exceeded three hundred and sixty-five.

In the forty years of his military career, Xu Xiao has a clear conscience, is not afraid of heaven and earth, and is not afraid of ghosts and gods.

Dazhu Kingdom walked out of the main divine way, turned his head and looked around, the child must be humming that little tune, "The Song of the Spring God," the child's mother taught him back then.

Xu Xiao thought of a secret letter that was urgently delivered to the desk at the third of the night last night, and he was hesitant to hand it in or not. This letter came at a very late time when the Feng Nian just reached the crown. .

The King of Northern Liang walked along the path to the top of Qingliang Mountain. He seemed to be single, but there were countless secret whistles all the way. Not to mention the carefully selected soldiers from the army, they were only two lines away from the great master realm from the first-grade master. There are three close to you. Xu Xiao believes that the head of the item is worth some gold. When he was young, he felt that he was killed in battle. It would be no problem to be picked off by the enemy. The Shroud of Horse Leather is also a good thing. The higher the title, the more cherished it is inevitable. Akatsuki has always insisted on today's glory. It was because of countless brothers who gave up their lives. Going to the Yincao descent too early, I can't help the heroic souls who have been buried in the north and south of the river, especially since most of these people have families and families, and he must take care of them. Don't worry, the tree attracts strong winds, and the wind is even greater. The noble family is no different from the dynasty, and it is not easy to fight and defend. Xu Xiao has seen more Patriarchs who died young due to exhaustion.

He walked into the Yellow Crane Tower, a bit deserted and gloomy, and then climbed to the top of the building, just like this king's Xuanhe, standing still with his hands down, patted the railings without a scholar singing and singing. Overlooking the night view of the city, there are two children and two daughters under the knees, three hundred thousand iron knights under his command, six princes, masters of the palace, countless people and think tanks, students and staff all over the court and the field, one trick is a dark chess and a move that takes root in all directions, the so-called golden jade The whole house is rich enough to be an enemy country, but so. Of course, there are countless political enemies and enemies. The little girl surnamed Fan is not just a blind sparrow who throws himself into the net? It's just that Xu Xiao generally doesn't bother to care about such small characters. The military affairs in Beiliang are already busy enough. The border is full of turmoil every few years, but he personally ignited most of them. He had to deal with the turmoil in the imperial city, and even the affairs of the rivers and lakes had been ignored for a long time. Xu Xiao rubbed his hands and accidentally remembered a poem he heard when he was young, but unfortunately he could only remember the fragment ~IndoMTL.com~what I saw in the Imperial City, which was blurred, but Xu Xiao always remembered the last sentence: "Fifty years of Hongye, talk to the mountain ghosts."

Xu Xiao, who stood in the empty corridor of the Yellow Crane Tower, waited until the belly turned white in the east, and then whispered softly: "Yin, send the letter to Feng Nian, he has already given the crown after all."

There was no apparent response.

Xu Xiao patiently waited for the rising sun.

There are twelve elite dead soldiers in Dazhu State, with the twelve earthly branches as the code name. When the eldest son Xu Fengnian quacka fell to the ground, he began to train another group of dead soldiers for his descendants, named after Tiangan. Unfortunately, only four of them have been trained so far. During the son's travels, two people were killed one after another, and the ten people of A, B, C, D, W, G, G, X, Ren, and Ku were more and more distant forever. Fortunately, the two special pawns other than the Heavenly Dry Killers made Dazhu Country very satisfied. These children, the oldest of only twenty-five years old, and the youngest of them were only twelve years old. These hidden piles, which cost a lot of money and material resources, may be used for the time being. It's better to be a first-class master, but when it comes to killing techniques, it is not bad at all. Only if you can kill can you save people. Xu Xiao is more convinced of this.

Xu Xiao asked when he went downstairs: "Ugly. Yuan Zuozong can convince me, then Chen Zhibao?"

In the dark, there was a hoarse voice like a blunt knife grindstone, "Return to the lord, no."

Xu Xiao rubbed his temples and smiled, "If this king remembers correctly, Chen Zhibao saved your life in the battle of Princess Luoyang's grave. With such a friendship, you don't know how to make a round for him? Are you afraid that he will die today?"

Silence.

Loyalty and filial piety.

In Beiliang, this order cannot be disordered. Whoever messes up will die. If the "ugly" who is destined to hide behind the scenes will make a round for Chen Zhibao, it is nothing more than a trivial matter of life.

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