The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 4: No. 2 and No. 3 in the world
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The old **** has never practiced martial arts, but there is never a shortage of masters in the Tai'an City Palace, and the old man is the most top-notch handful of giant eunuchs in the Diao Temple. He is well-informed and has some eyesight. The mountains are so capable The gods who taught the wind, rain and thunder were fighting, the old man gasped for air-conditioning, and the wind and rain in the late spring of the Northern Liang Dynasty was particularly deep. Zhao Sikui became more and more difficult, especially when the old man watched the slender figure slowly descending the mountain. Every time he took a step, it was like stepping on his overwhelmed heart, only to feel a terrible toothache. When the young man with the sword came to the foot of the mountain, Zhao Laodiao Temple trot forward with the tragic mood of dying and reincarnation early. He was about to say a few words of flattery. He did not expect the Northern Liang King to reach out and not beat the smiling man. He was under his hand. It’s also good to have a lighter way of death. I never thought that the person bowed and waved his hand, and said first: "This king thanked Mr. Zhao for Beiliang. We are not as beautiful as the flowers in Tai'an city, but it can let the old man This king can still spare the old gentleman a place to rest in his old age."
Zhao Si was stunned, and heard the person who had approached continue to laugh: "The Xu family owes Zhao Changling too much, but there is nothing to pay for it. Since the old gentleman is the old man of Zhao Yangcai in Northern Liang, this Fan also risked his death for Beiliang and did not let the king’s master down, so you can rest assured, the old man. The king said so much, in fact, I hope the old man can really rest assured."
The old man smiled freely and laughed slightly at himself: "The **** who is scolded by everyone in our family is also worthy of the title of Mr.? The prince's wording, shouldn't it be our family's life again? The word "Mr." is not enough."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "Just say Mr. Zhao will not really be relieved."
The old man bent down and asked in doubt: "Our family can really live in Beiliang as they want, or die as they want?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and nodded, Zhao Si sighed hard, looked up at the peak of Qinglu Mountain that turned into a breezy cloud, and whispered in the eunuch's unique squeak voice: "Since the prince is kind, let us The family dared to say something in the heart of rebelliousness. At the beginning, the little master was optimistic about Chen Zhibao. After all, the soldier in white did not have power in Beiliang, and he could not say that the little master had misunderstood the person, but if the little master could really live to this day, probably too. There won’t be too much resentment."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "If Zhao Changling does not die, Beiliang will probably have nothing to do with this king."
Zhao Si took a deep look at the young prince, and said with emotion: "How the prince’s disposition is, we can't see through for a while, but what we can say is true and comfortable to listen to."
The old **** turned his head and looked at Tai'an City, "The people there like clouds and fog around, no matter how good the weather is, it makes people feel gloomy."
Xu Fengnian didn’t make any rash judgments on this, but said softly: “The wind and sand in Beiliang are rough all the year round, and the cold winter is especially difficult, but wherever you stand, your vision is still open. After a long time, it’s in your heart. The head is a little depressed. When the wind blows and the snow is pressed, there will always be less."
The old **** smiled heartily and said: "With the auspicious words of the King of Northern Liang, I was satisfied as long as the little master’s last wish was fulfilled. I never thought I could live a few more years."
Xu Fengnian turned to see the girl with empty hands. The girl was bored and shook her wrists. Xu Fengnian said to Zhao Siku: "The old man might as well go to the mountain to see the scenery. Then he will go down the mountain with Hu Kui and Huangfu Ping. Yes."
The old man smiled and said: "I have to walk around more while my legs and feet are still agile."
The old **** passed by with the girl, and the old man said to himself: "Back then, when the Great Qin lost the deer, the heroes of the world fought for it. Eight hundred years of separation and reunification are the Dafeng dynasty 400 years ago. There is a sign of the North and South dominance, but in the end it opened the first of the North Barbarians to invade the Central Plains. After that, there was no one in the dynasties that could worry about the North, and this dynasty is no exception. Shoufu Master Zhang Julu was in charge of the government for 20 years. For more than a year, I spent half of my time staring at the border in the north, and working with the general Gu Jiantang, it was just to bring the disadvantage to the balance. Now that Liyang wants to kill his deer, what should the world be? Alas, this world, our family will live forever. I didn’t understand, scholars can’t tolerate eunuchs, scholars can’t tolerate husbands, and scholars can’t even tolerate scholars in the end. The sages of Zhang’s family have never been left in our family’s books. If I want to go, I think it’s a good thing to do better. Our family really has to open our eyes and take a look at the academy here. Will the scholars here be slightly different."
Xu Fengnian laughed in a low voice: "It's worthy of being a character from Zhao Changling's family."
The girl tilted her head, Xu Fengnian took her hand and said softly: "We don't want so much."
She whispered: "Old Huang thinks more."
Xu Fengnian pulled her into the carriage parked at the foot of the mountain. Xu Yanbing, who had never taken a shot, took a look at Xu Fengnian, and the two nodded each without saying a word. It is rare for Xu Fengnian to take a real breath, and said casually with this girl: "As far as the counselor is concerned, the size of the body is one thing, and the height of the foothold is another thing. He is in his position to seek his own business, and Yuan Benxi ranks among the counselors in the Spring and Autumn Period. He has always been better than my master Li Yishan, Yang Cai Zhao Changling, and Nalan Youci behind the scenes of King Yanchi. In fact, it is not necessarily half of Yuan Benxi’s talents higher than the others, it’s just that he stands in position. , It is destined that he can have more room for planning, and he can hold more things tightly in his hand. It is like a clever woman who has plenty of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the food he makes will be more abundant. We are here in Beiliang, At present, there are Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang. If Beiliang can not be trampled by Beimang, their future achievements will certainly not be low, but it is difficult to say how high it is. The same is true for Lu Xu from Xiangfan City. This is also a study of dragon slaying Why Sun Yin of Shushu does not want to stay at the crux of Beiliang, there is a python Wulong in the Beiliang Pool, he doesn’t have a good eye. But being in the Liyang court, there are good and bad, the disadvantage is that the emperor can use it under the eyes of the emperor. There are too many people, sloppy and charming. Even if there is a talent like Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang, it is difficult to stand out as quickly as in Beiliang, and secondly, as Zhao Diaosi said, it is difficult for scholars to tolerate scholars and scholars. Light, there are many rules in the Zhao family court. Many literati have a high aspiration and most of them are groaning without illness, but there are still some people who are indeed unlucky when they are born. If Huang Longshi was born in the present, I'm afraid not to mention Huang Sanjia, who became the great demon of the Spring and Autumn Period, just wanting to be a great wine for Shangyin Xuegong, it will be difficult to climb to the sky."
Xu Fengnian glanced at the girl, hehe, a little helplessly said: "What do you stare at me, I am not talking bad about your old Huang, praise him. My master said that he is a very person, a superb master, I How dare to underestimate Huang Longshi."
Xu Fengnian's thoughts drifted away, "Zhao Zhu is so lucky that it can be said to be lucky, so that Huang Longshi, Beimang Guoshi Qilin real person Yuan Qingshan and Nalan Youci can watch at the same time. Upper eye. The only master Zhao Kai who died outside the iron gate is Yang Taisui and Han Shengxuan. They are still a lot worse than Zhao Zhu. As for the four princes, Zhao Zhuan is already the crown prince of a country. Needless to say, anyway. From now on, it’s up to these two people to leave Yangjiangshan where they belong."
On the way back to General Youzhou’s residence in Yihe City, I encountered two assassinations with pebbles and stones. Three people who didn’t even need to drive or ride were intercepted and killed. Not to mention the confidant who keeps the kind of family members. The warriors in these portals are mostly hard-tempered. They don't treat other people's lives as valuable things, and they don't even take their own lives. I will be able to repay you in a few decades, and I am willing to treat this as a meaningless word. It is heroic and heroic. It's hard for outsiders to say whether this is right or wrong. During Xu Fengnian's period, he raised the curtain and looked at a pair of eyes that fell into a pool of blood. There is no sense of compassion. He just thought of a lot of things outside Beiliang, and said that the emperor of the Zhao family is enough for the emperor of the surname. He became a once-in-a-hundred-year Mingjun in the history of youth, but he will kill Xu Xiao after he is enthroned, and now he wants to kill Zhang Julu, the hero of Liyang. It is the emperor who can tolerate both Zhang and Gu, and the survivors of the Eight Kingdoms to make waves with pen and ink. He is really the emperor of the world, and there must be the unspeakable concealment of the head of the family. If he is willing to work day and night for the people of the world, he must first consider the Zhao family. For gains and losses, Zhang Julu can set up an advanced door for the world’s cold scholars, regardless of their own gains and losses. It can even be said that Biyan'er is not only a person who died in exchange for the four thousand houses of the six yamen in the current world, but has been replaced since then. The foothold of the Han concubine’s children in the temple. It just so happens that the emperor of the Zhao family is not the short-sighted person. Even if he is a hundred years behind, the poor family can still abide by the etiquette of the emperor and minister, and plan for the emperor, but will it be guaranteed two hundred years later? If it were above the temple, everyone would take care of the Zhao family and the world like Zhang Julu, and even the people over the king, so that the world would ignore the Zhao family. This door has been opened. Who can close it by then? This is not alarmist talk. The poor family do not have such or such rules as the brothers of the wealthy family. The children of the family are used to wearing good shoes, and they are reluctant to take them off, but the cold family is barefoot. , Who is not an assistant? What if I even sit in the dragon chair by myself? Therefore, the Zhao family emperor's killing of Zhang Julu was not false, but it was a helpless move to try to cover the door of the opening.
Master Li Yishan can see these things, Huang Longshi Yuan Benxi must also see these things, especially Zhang Julu himself. As for whether it is good or bad, Xu Fengnian doesn't need to be an emperor, so don't worry about it.
Xu Fengnian said to himself: "Youzhou is in such a mess, Liyang should feel that it is a mouse carrying a knife in the nest~IndoMTL.com~ I just have to take some time, um, I have to take a good rest. ."
The little girl stretched out a palm and looked straight at Xu Fengnian, whose gray hair was turning black.
Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head.
The girl bent a finger and asked her eyes.
four?
Xu Fengnian still shook his head.
She bends another finger slowly.
Xu Fengnian continued to shake his head.
When she was about to put **** together, Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "I haven't beaten Tuoba Bodhisattva, the second and third are hard to say."
The girl is full of energy.
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "But as long as Wang Xianzhi is alive, it doesn't make much sense to be the second and third place or the tenth place at the bottom of the Wuping Review."
The girl stretched out her finger and rubbed a purple gold "eye" that faintly appeared in Xu Fengnian's forehead. It didn't look like the golden color of sunflowers in summer and autumn, but she still liked it.
When she was a child, apart from the man who only knew that gambling was never a father, there were only her and her mother, and the golden sunflower in the field. Those strange men who were brought home by that man had also ruined her mother in the field, so she only dared to hide away. Every time my mother put on her clothes, straightened her hair, and walked out of the field, she would find her daughter who didn't dare to cry. She smiled lightly at her daughter, and then handed her a picked sunflower and went home together. After the mother died, she could only look at the sunflowers by herself.