The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 342: Wind and rain are like obscurity, I have seen a gentleman

"Since I entered the palace, I have never left Sui'an City again. I occasionally show up. I don’t fight with people much, and I remember even fewer people. [] One Reading·1·cc Recently For decades, the scholar named Cao Changqing was very..."

The young **** fell silent suddenly, as if he didn't know how to describe the Confucian scholar in the West Chu Dynasty who had been in memory.

In the end, the young **** didn't make a conclusion for Cao Changqing of the Western Chu Dynasty. He walked through this area, raised his head, looked at Xu Fengnian, and asked for the first time: "Will you usurp the throne and become the emperor?" /

Xu Fengnian said frankly: "Because of Xu Xiao, I will not be an emperor. But if Xu Xiao leaves and my master can live for another ten years, I will fight for him."

The young **** stared at Xu Fengnian's eyes and nodded, "You and I are sincere."

The sincerity of Xu Fengnian, the king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, is to confess, and the sincerity of this **** is to take the initiative to leave the capital and come to Beiliang.

At that time, Xu Fengnian slaughtered the Quartet inside and outside the Qin Tianjian. The reason why the young **** did not take action was because of the situation in the Central Plains at that time, so that Beiliang's thoughts were not related to the world's surnames.

Sure enough, the young **** smiled and said: "If I had known this, I would not let you leave when I was in the capital."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It was not easy for you to keep me at that time."

The young **** thought for a moment, "At that time, there was Hong Xixiang's remaining soul beside you, and Deng Tai'a was watching the battle. It was really not easy."

The young **** held out a hand.

Xu Fengnian also sat on the well head.

The young **** sighed and said: "The number of people who can sit down and reason calmly is getting fewer and fewer. I have seen many people with my own eyes. The higher the rank and the heavier the military power, the more you can’t hold your heart. , Almost all Liyang emperors, even more so."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "When you say this, you have no murderous intent, but you have a murderous intention. It's not appropriate, right?"

The young **** looked calm and said: "Isn't I talking about myself?"

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Don't talk about the level of force, you and I are so thick-skinned, it can be described as a match for rivals."

The young **** raised his head, and in the twilight, he saw dark clouds drooping, as if the storm was about to come. A book?·1k?a?nshu·cc

He turned his head and looked at Xu Fengnian, "In Tai'an City, in the past few decades, I have seen Xu Xiao and Zhang Julu when he was young, and I didn’t like them very much. I entered the palace for the first time. Xu Xiao, who I saw, was still a miscellaneous general at the time, and his whole body was the spirit of meeting the gods and killing the gods and Buddhas. At that time, his rank was very low. You will also see from him the arrogance of the world's turbidity and my uniqueness. Cao Changqing entered the palace three times, I knew it, but none of it appeared."

"In contrast, I look at Huanwen more pleasing to the eye, a smart person, but pretending to be confused for a lifetime and being kind to others, so I met him in the palace alone twice, almost two or three times apart. In ten years, he recognized me at a glance for the second time, but pretended not to recognize me, and smiled and said hello to me."

"Among the emperors of Liyang, Zhao Zhuan, the young emperor of the day, is the most elegant. Of course, this is only in comparison with his parents and grandfathers."

Hearing this quietly, Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "That's why you have this trip to Beiliang?"

The young **** shook his head and said: "As long as the surname is Zhao, it doesn't matter whether it is Zhao Zhuan or not."

The young **** then said flatly: "Unfortunately, your surname is Xu, not Zhao."

As this sentence was finished, a drizzle happened to float on the street, and the outline of the entire bluestone street seemed to soften.

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This well is located at the corner of the straight street at the entrance of the post building, so Chen Wang climbed the post building and looked far away, just enough to see the scene there.

Although it was night and rain, Chen Wang still recognized the young man who appeared next to the well.

Chen Wang hesitated for a moment and walked down the post building, but before he walked out of the gate of the post building, Xu Beizhi had already been sitting on the threshold early, blocking his way.

Xu Beizhi didn’t know where he took the jug of wine again, as if talking to himself, “I’ve said that I won’t come, but I will come again, and finally I don’t see the righteous master. It seems that this gentleman who usually looks at the gas is really amazing. Ah."

Chen Wang said solemnly: "Xu Beizhi, you better not stop me. That person's cultivation is absolutely beyond your imagination, even your prince can't even imagine!"

Xu Beizhi's face was as usual, and he drank a drink, "Oh?"

"Xu Beizhi, maybe Xu Fengnian doesn't have to fear anyone in the world, but the person he is facing now is an exception!" Chen Wang's tone was anxious, and it was obvious that it was certainly not a trivial matter to make Chen Shaobao, who is known for his calmness, ruling and opposition to lose his attitude. A book?·1·cc

Xu Beizhi turned his head and smiled and asked: "Would you like to take a sip of wine to suppress the shock?"

Chen Wang was about to swear, but looking at those clear eyes, Chen Wang sighed heavily, took the flask, and took a sip of green ant wine.

Xu Beizhi did not go to pick up the flask that Chen Wang handed back to him, but looked at the end of the street again, and muttered: "I and that guy went all the way from Beimang back to Beiliang. During this period, I was killed many times. Tibingshan's fifth raccoon was blocked, but I never doubted that I could come to Beiliang alive. Deep down, I always feel that as long as I stay with that guy, even if the sky falls, he will be the first to go up. In short, he died before we died."

Xu Beizhi grinned, "Just like this guy won't tell me how the Liyang court values ​​me, and I won't tell him this."

Suddenly Xu Beizhi slapped his thigh, "Damn it! The time I broke my wrist with Zhong Hongwu in Longjing County, Lingzhou, I was so drunk that this guy carried me back, so I don’t even give it to any alcohol or anything. Speak out!"

Chen Wang couldn't laugh or cry, when is it, are you still thinking about this kind of thing?

At this time, Chen Wang remembered a trivial matter about Xu Beizhi in the household archives that was easy to ignore, that in Beiliang, Xu Fengnian and Xu Beizhi, who were inextricably related, were never called brothers, but Xu Fengnian was a persimmon, and Xu Beizhi was an orange.

If it is not only in Beiliang Road, but in a temple, the relationship between the two can probably be regarded as a model of the appropriateness of the monarch and the minister.

Chen Wang remembered when he was today.

A knowing smile.

He also sat on the threshold, and started drinking the wine on his own, with a very strange taste. After all, he hadn't drunk this kind of home wine in more than ten years.

But I still think

Beiliang’s hometown has the grace of nurturing, and the Liyang court has the grace of knowledge and encounters.

There will be peace in the world, and the family and the country will live up to it.

Will they fail in the end?

It's like betraying her?

Chen Wang suddenly raised his head and drank the green ant wine in the pot in one sip.

Xu Beizhi suddenly smiled and said: "Master Chen, in fact, maybe you will have a day when the leaves will return to their roots in the future."

Chen Wang squeezed the flask tightly and said softly: "Never go back."

Regrets in the world often start with the word goodbye.

And the lucky thing in the world often lies in the real goodbye afterwards.

It's a pity that there are many regrets and few fortunes.

Chen Wang repeated: "Never go back again."

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The young **** slowly stood up and put one hand on the roller of the well, "Your father, Zhang Julu, Cao Changqing, and you, plus those old people from the Liyang Dynasty who have been forgotten, are actually the same. I don’t like this kind of people, but I ask myself, the reason why I don’t like it is that I envy you."

The young **** fell into remembrance, "For a few years in the founding of Liyang, the diligent room that taught and preached for the sons of the Zhao family existed for a few years. I admired scholars a long time ago, so I often went to listen to those readings there. I have forgotten a lot of content, but I don’t know why, I still remember some of it.

I have seen a gentleman!

After the young **** returned to his senses, he looked down at the young lord who was still sitting on the well, and smiled: "In my heart, Cao Changqing and the others are gentlemen, so are you, so I am very happy regardless of life or death."

The rain on the small street is getting heavier and heavier, and the young **** smiles more intensely. "Maybe being regarded as a gentleman by an unknown **** is not a joyous thing, is it?"

Xu Fengnian stood up and said, "Of course I am happy to be treated as a gentleman. I just can’t be happy to see you."

The young **** smiled and said: "If you are not happy, just fight?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and replied: "It's just what I want. Things that can be solved with your fists are best not to talk about them. If you can't beat them, let's sit down and continue to reason."

The young eunuch's eyes exclaimed: "No wonder I have a fairly thick skin, I have seen it."

Xu Fengnian raised his head and looked at the gray sky. "Someone taught me to walk in the rivers and lakes without being thick and unpleasant."

At this moment, in the distance, Fan Xiaochai couldn't bear to become a spectator. He slowly drew a cool knife from his waist and began to run wildly in the rain.

Mi Fengjie couldn't stop it at all.

If you take a closer look, you will find that Fan Xiaochai’s clothes are ticking under the splash of rain, seemingly light, but Fan Xiaochai was originally just a forward lean forward, in just ten After a few steps, it seemed that a mountain was pressing down on top of his head, and he was forced to bend down and rush forward.

On this street, a drop of rain is true.

Bit by bit.

Fan Xiaochai's seven orifices began to flow scarlet blood, but the persistent woman still rushed forward frantically, and every time her feet stepped on the ground, the momentum became dull and stagnant.

Xu Fengnian, with her back facing Fan Xiaochai, waved her sleeves, and she suddenly flew out and hit a wall.

Close to the back of the wall, some blood and rain slipped off.

Mi Fengjie looked back at Fan Xiaochai who had returned, with helpless and frightened eyes.

The young **** stretched out his arms and spread out his palms. All the raindrops that fell on his palms did not turn into rain. Instead, they ejected drop by drop, not straight up, but spinning and drawing arcs again and again. Finally gathered into a circle.

The young **** smiled and said: "I actually don't know how to fight~IndoMTL.com~but...I haven't lost."

Xu Fengnian directly used his left hand to hold the cold knife on his waist this time, "I am not as old as you, but I must fight more frequently than you, and I...have never died."

I haven't lost, of course, I see domineering in the ordinary.

I haven't died, but it sounds like a joke, but it definitely makes people laugh.

A small street, two 6 gods.

One is the youngest and the other is the oldest, because the age difference is hundreds of years.

The wind and rain are like obscurity, and I have seen a gentleman.

But still have to fight.

The old **** couldn't help but have the urge to jump and scold his mother. Didn't you say that a good gentleman speaks but doesn't use his hands? !

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