The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 23: 2 characters for the emperor on the table
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He Xinliang, Chapter 23, The Emperor on the Table [Update Time]:2013-09-0321:03:07[Number of Words]:4422[Book Fan Group 1681655]
"Xu Fengnian."
A woman yelled softly at the door, but her face was not flat, but she was not angry or pretentious. Next to her stood a young man who was somewhat similar to the eldest prince Zhao Wu, but compared to Zhao Wu's rugged aura, he had a lot more restrained and refined manners. At first glance, he was an expert veteran who had great experience in raising jade. The corners of Zhao Wu's mouth, who had been humiliated and humiliated, turned into anger, and the corners of his mouth were fleeting. Only Xu Fengnian keenly caught them. I'm afraid that he would not even pay attention to the woman who was staring at Beiliang's son. Xu Fengnian wanted to fish out the Han Diao Temple, which was hiding its head and tail, but did not expect that it was the empress Zhao Zhi and the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan who surfaced, smiled and slowly loosened Zhao Wu's neck, turned and bowed slightly, with a respectful tone. It is disrespectful to call it: "My nephew has seen Aunt Zhao."
Zhao Zhi's expression is complicated, and the guilt that presses down deep in his heart comes to his heart, and coldly said: "This is the first time you have called this palace, and it is the last time, so you can do it for yourself."
The previous generations of Xu and Zhao’s family are already stubborn. Zhao Zhi, who originally had a slight sympathy for Xu’s family, also completely personally extinguished the erratic incense. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the white-headed man with a gloomy face. With a smile again and a gentle spring breeze, Zhao Zhi’s heart passed an unknown haze. She was not afraid that this young man would become the second Xu Xiao. Xu Xiao gained the power. It was the Spring and Autumn Six Nations under the horse's hoof that made him, and later generations. Wanting to be an extremely human minister by virtue of his military merits, it is difficult to reach the sky. Zhao Zhi is not afraid that he will follow the upright character of that woman, but he is afraid that he will not care about it and bite like a crazy wild dog. Zhao Wu lifted up two guards with golden swords, the four princes Zhao Zhuan stepped forward and helped one of them with the lesser injuries, so that the big inner defender was immediately grateful to Dade, and the two princes of the same father and mother quietly Looking at each other with a smile, Zhao Wu turned his head and grinned. Chao Bei Liang Shizi made a **** gesture of cutting his neck with a knife. Zhao Zhuan gently pressed Zhao Wu's hand and smiled slightly apologizing to Xu Fengnian.
Suizhu Princess Zhao Fengya lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly. Chen Yu, who fell down, is still calm and calm, and his qi is good.
Three women got into the carriage, and the eldest prince Zhao Wu and the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan rode and escorted them on horseback.
Such a team is really shocking.
Princess Suizhu smiled at the corners of her eyes and her eyebrows, but she cursed: "A rash man!"
Zhao Zhi shook his head and said: "Your fourth brother put up the ladder, and Xu Fengnian is also smart. As a result, both families went down the ladder."
Zhao Fengya was confused and said: "I don't understand."
Zhao Zhi opened the curtain and glared at his smart son, Zhao Zhuan, who made a funny face with a hippie smile.
Zhao Zhi calmly said: "Xu Fengnian used this to tell us the Zhao family that the Xu family will only guard the country for the people of Liyang, and it has nothing to do with the Zhao family."
Zhao Fengya angrily said: "The courage is too fat!"
Zhao Fengya was puzzled, snorted coldly, and then laughed to herself, almost bursting into tears, "Mother, if I have Li Chungang's skills, it will be fine, so I will learn from the old sword **** and go to Beiliang to shout a few times. 'Money comes, Malay, or sword', come, swish, swish, Xu Fengnian's family property is gone, completely clean! Or just learn from a white monk to hang a yellow river on his head, make a splash, and drown him!"
Zhao Zhi touched his daughter's head affectionately, "Boy, not growing up."
Zhao Fengya asked curiously: "Who is the boss, the last time I came here to eat lamb with Uncle Xu, we talked and laughed."
A faint melancholy was cast on Zhao Zhi’s face, and he shook his head and said, "I don’t know the old account book."
Zhao Fengya fluttered into the arms of the current queen, and said with a smirk: "Mother, you are with me thoroughly, you are not a few years younger than Uncle Xu, did you have a crush on Uncle Xu?"
Zhao Zhi was taken aback, and twisted his daughter's ears with ridiculous words, "Lawless, I will marry you sooner!"
Chen Yu, who is obviously separated from the mother and daughter, has been silent forever, not listening or speaking.
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In some places, the swords are tense.
There are places where it’s fun.
Dragon Tiger and Wudang have been fighting the Taoist ancestors for hundreds of years. Perhaps many people have forgotten that before that, a hundred and twenty years ago, a young Taoist priest like a wild fox and immortal painted a dragon in Tai'an City. Rumors are the finishing touch. After that, this duckweed without roots called for wind and thunder, to control ghosts, and defeated the dragon and tiger Wudang with its own power, and won the respect of the then Emperor Liyang, and was named Taixuan Auxiliary Dazheng, the commander of Sanshan Fu Lu, who is in charge of Taoism in a country, prays for snow and mourning rain, all works. The leader of Chongde was made in the hands of the Emperor Liyang, and when the son became the throne today, he gave the name Taixuan Mingcheng Dazheng, layer by layer, I am afraid that the tablets of the old celestial masters in Longhushan are hard to match. But after the two Jiazi, this immortal with the same surname as the emperor's cultivating place gradually declined. The incense burner did not contain half of the incense. The green pines and cypresses were exceptionally verdant in winter, but there was no immortality, but rather gloomy. , A small table was placed under an old cypress tree, and the two drank each other. Behind them stood five maids, a plump maid warming wine, and a thin maid making tea, a hip flask tea stove, set a table, and a clear distinction between drinking and drinking. The face of the person is withered, looking at about forty years old, probably because of a poor complexion, and the dusk is dark. Tea-drinkers have to be too suave and elegant, even in a mixed capital, there is rarely such a handsome man who gives a sense of otherworldliness at the first glance, and cares more carefully than women.
Sixty-seven Yuan Benxi. Sixty-four Nalan Youci.
Nalan Youci's five personal servant girls are well-known in the world. The capital of Dongyue and Xishu, the three corpses, has been nicknamed the three corpses.
Nalan Youci lay on a small sandalwood couch, shoveled the spices, and asked with a smile: "Yuan Benxi, really want to cultivate the white-eyed wolf in Jinlan Pavilion as the second blue-eyed child? Be careful to lose money. Although I have not heard of it with my own eyes, I can hear others say and do, it is not like a talent who can make you feel at ease to entrust a big task, a book is dead. Poor and passionate, it is not a good thing. Let him assist the political country, you are not afraid of a hard life, and you will lose all the games?"
Yuan Benxi said vaguely: "I will take care of everything in Beijing, so you don't need to take care of it."
Nalan Youci took a black-glazed teacup, twisted the rim of the cup with his fingers, and smelled the refreshing aroma, as if the fragrance of tea can make people drunk. He squinted and said: "I see Wang Zhao Xun's adviser, Lu Xu, is not bad, don’t you dig corners? Without the help of young blind men, Xiangfan, who controls the waist of the Central Plains, is not all in your hands? Lu Xu can also take over your vertical and horizontal skills. ."
Yuan Benxi has no expression on his face, drinking slowly.
Nalan Youci slapped himself on the forehead, not only laughing at himself or laughing, but raising his eyes to look at the winter scenery in the courtyard, "I almost forgot, you have no children under your knees in Yuan Benxi, you are no different from an eunuch, and you don’t make enemies or friends. This is to reassure the Zhao family that if you have an heir, it will be the day when Yuan Benxi was dismantled and killed the donkey. In that case, you should really envy me."
Yuan Benxi glanced at the man standing behind the scenes of King Yan Chi.
Nalan Youci laughed, "Lu Xu is really a **** of Huanglongshi? Isn't Chen Yu, who has a high fate and honor?"
Yuan Benxi raise his head and quickly drink a glass of wine.
Nalan Youci knows this person’s temperament, so he didn’t bother to ask the bottom line, and changed the question, "You couldn’t catch Huang Longshi, the mouse in your yard?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head.
Nalan Youci became a little cold, raised her hand, and the maid, who was as smooth as fat, bent over, gently held the master's white jade hand, and placed it between her warm breasts. Nalan Youci said lazily: "It's really funny to think about it. You Yuan Benxi single-handedly planned the Beijing Baiyi case, and you persuaded Zhao Zhi to recruit the kid as a squad, hoping that Beiliang will end up in one generation. Now it is hard to come to Beiliang. The elder son went to Beijing, but he couldn't kill in the capital. He had to be his own son to protect him. Even Han Diaosi would not allow him to enter the city to make trouble. He was only allowed to intercept and kill him five hundred miles away from the capital."
Yuan Benxi lost half an inch of tongue back then, and his speech was slurred: "Then Xu Fengnian won Chen Zhibao, and I lost to Beiliang in this game of chess, and I just gave Li Yishan a toast."
Nalan Youci smiled sincerely: "You are better than me at this point, and I am willing to bet. I don’t have this kind of tolerance. Otherwise, I can still be a confidant with the surname Xie now, after he died. Don’t talk about toasting, I can’t wait to plan his grave. I heard that he still has a surviving offspring, so I don’t have his surname. I dug the ground three feet to find no news for many years. I only knew that he was called Nangong servant because of the rouge review. Shoot."
Yuan Benxi raised his arm to stop the cup, wandering for thousands of miles, did not take care of this at all.
Nalan Youci chuckled softly: "The king is hereditary. According to the clan law, it takes three years to keep filial piety. I guess Xu Xiao will provoke the border before he dies and fight Beimang again. Okay. Let his eldest son be appointed king smoothly to prevent nights and dreams. Yuan Benxi, I advise you to start as soon as possible, and draw a salary from the bottom of the cauldron, to disrupt Li Yishan’s calculations of successors left before his death."
Yuan Benxi put the coffin on the coffin, "Do you know why you can’t compare to Li Yishan?"
Nalan Youci calmly said: "You know, Huang Longshi scolded me for only ten years. You are half dumb, and I am half blind."
Yuan Benxi laughed.
Nalan Youci wrinkled the soft and feminine willow eyebrows, "That kid really went to Beimang alone and killed Xu Huainan and the fifth raccoon at the peak of force?"
Yuan Benxi nodded.
Nalan right-handedly tutted: "Then you are not afraid?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head and said: "Unless he kills Beimang, he will have to borrow the sword from the Zhao family to kill me."
Nalan Youci smiled and said, "If that's the case, you can trade your life for a Northern Mang in Northern Liang, and you will also earn it."
"Then Chen Zhibao, don't you worry about raising tigers?"
"It’s not the Spring and Autumn Period, and the reckless man will do nothing. The world has not been chaotic, and the world has been leveled. Occupying Shu is the same as sitting in Beiliang, and there is no hope of annexing the world."
"Yuan Benxi, I have to remind one thing, this is the experience of my generation of scholars. In the spring and autumn, who would have thought that a young general with second-tier strength could become a slaughter?"
"Different."
Nalan Youci sighed, looked at the sky, and murmured: "You can die in the bell of love, not only infatuated between men and women. It is said that Beimang Li Mibi has a cage with butterflies, we are all in the end. Still a butterfly in a cage, only Huang Longshi is beyond the world. Yuan Benxi, have you ever wondered what he wants?"
Yuan Benxi stood up and said, "Three immortals in life, stand for merits and merits. The three patriarchs in the first generation, the loyalty and the literary and the quality. I am afraid that it will be hundreds or even thousands of years before Huang Longshi's coffin can be built."
Nalan Youci did not send Yuan Benxi respectfully, and sat on the small couch, “It’s best if Huang Longshi died in your hands, and then I died in the hands of Xie’s children, you died in Xu Fengnian’s hands, the world Taiping."
Yuan Benxi suddenly turned around and smiled: "Isn't it more interesting to die in Xu Fengnian's hands?"
Nalan Youci smiled and cursed: "Unlucky!"
Waiting for Yuan Benxi to walk out of the ruined Taoist temple, Nalan Youci thought for a while, stretched out his finger and dipped it with tea, and wrote two words on the table.
Emperor.
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Sitting back at the table, Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered: "Is it framed by the eldest prince Zhao Wu, or by the smiling face of the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan?"
Xu Fengnian calmly said: "Mostly it is the fourth child of the Zhao family. Although Zhao Wu deliberately hid his skills, he should not have this scheming."
"I heard that the prince is one of these two people, then you are destined to offend the future Emperor Liyang?"
"Who said no."
"Yeah, even the empress is so angry that she moved, but you don't worry about it at all, pretending to be?"
"I said pretend, okay?"
"The woman is Chen Yu from the rouge review, right? Is she going to be the prince concubine or the empress of Xinna in the palace?"
"Not interested in knowing."
"I see that your relationship with her is not easy."
"Guess."
"My instincts are always accurate."
Xu Fengnian boiled a few slices of lamb in the pot and put them in the bowls of Qingniao and Wu.
Xiang is born from the heart, a woman has changed eighteen, Xuanyuan Qingfeng is a weird woman Xu Fengnian who has changed a lot after she was twenty years old, the coquettishness of a splendid woman, the gloom after the family broke, after Huaixi Awe-inspiring. Eighty essays, eighty-five essays, ninety essays, climbing step by step Bulian, looking at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Xu Fengnian often thinks of the man who became holy in Daxueping. Xu Fengnian has always been prejudiced against scholars. Chen Xiliang, a poor man he saw during his second tour, is an exception, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng is even more so. Of course, Xu Fengnian has no extra thoughts about Xuanyuan Qingfeng, but he can’t tell whether it is honor and mutual benefit or mutual pity for the same disease under the circumstances of nowhere to retreat. For Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who is so proud of peacocks all day long, Always have some patience beyond the standard. Since temples and rivers and lakes have been the places where men fight for fame and fortune since ancient times, and women are held in them, Xu Fengnian probably can always pay more for those women who are stubborn and stubborn. In Beimang, the liquor seller Qingzhu Niang who died early in Beimang's daughter is also ~IndoMTL.com~ Xu Fengnian seemed to remember something, and smiled and shouted towards the curtain room: "Aunt Hong. You are not such an elder!"
The woman spit out, "Bah, bastard, she called the woman to Aunt Zhao, where can I be an auntie, be careful to let me save my life. Come on, let me take a closer look, tut, He looks really like Wu Su, and it’s not because of Xu Xiao’s rough virtues. Otherwise, which girl will be blind for you to be your daughter-in-law. I’ve been worried these years, I’m afraid that your kid won’t be able to marry a daughter-in-law."
"Aunt Hong, I was so sarcasm when I first met you? Xu Xiao owed you the meal money, and I won’t pay it back."
"If you call auntie, please call auntie. Anyway, you are a lot of age, and you are not afraid of being called old by you. What kind of money, Aunt Hong is not your low-hearted Aunt Zhao, she, she protects the calf very well. , Like an old hen, as long as you enter the house, you will peck at people, and you will not talk about any affection. Back then, my mother and your mother, plus her, three female sisters were worthy of each other, and she counted as the smartest . It’s a pity that the little sisterhood that was not so strong back then gave you the righteousness of these two generations of men, and there is no squandering left."
The woman and Xu Fengnian squeezed on a bench, Xuanyuan Qingfeng sat silently against the wall, from the corner of his eye, when he saw the woman talking, he did not forget to reach out and squeeze Xu Fengnian’s cheek. Can't stop it, such an interesting scene is really rare in a century.
The woman rubbed Xu Fengnian’s white head, and said softly: "I have wronged you these years."
Xu Fengnian pursed his lips and shook his head.