Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 884: Mature trumpets can practice by themselves


Chapter 884 A mature trumpet can practice by himself

"Going back?" Outside Gusu City, Tang Buqi went straight to the dock and watched Zhao Changhe board the boat: "It is said that your space changes and you are everywhere. If you want to go back to Beijing, you can go back directly. Why do you need to ferry?"

The ship was the fleet of the Suppressing Demon Division. Several large ships took Wu Yangyang and escorted a large number of the demon elements arrested this time back to Beijing. Cui Yuanyang and Ling Ruoyu were both on board.

It was normal for the Zhenmo Division to **** people back to the boat, but it was very puzzling for Tang Buqi that Zhao Changhe and Sanniang Huangfuqing were on the boat together. You said that you used to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger to send your apprentice south to the ferry. Now that your identity has been revealed, you still need to take the boat?

Zhao Changhe secretly glanced at Sanniang and Huangfu Qing, who were drinking on the bow of the boat, and coughed dryly: "Thirty years is a dream, but I realize that everything still has to be experienced, so why be anxious."

Originally, he was just using pretentious words to cover up his embarrassment that he might be caught on the boat to hand over public food, but it was very touching to Tang Buqi's ears. He sighed softly and looked at the river without making a sound, seeming to accept Zhao. Changhe’s pretentious statement.

Tang Buqi was a troubled young man back then. He looked handsome and elegant with gray hair on his temples as he grew older. The way he sighed to Jiang was actually quite artistic and could be included in a painting.

The Tang family's genes are quite good... but this kind of behavior is a bit inconsistent when it appears in Tang Buqi.

Zhao Changhe glanced at him and suddenly said: "Practice holding the piano can generally keep you young forever, you can do it too. When you met me, you didn't want me to help you achieve this? You don't even need me, You beg me? She can help you."

Tang Buqi smiled: "What kind of family would an immortal Wu Marquis create? It goes against both nature and humanity. The scientific research has been carried out for thirty years, and the foundation of the family has been thinned with great effort. , Auntie will not create a more terrifying family with her own hands."

"You didn't ask."

"The various restrictions she has placed on the Tang family over the years are obvious, so why make it difficult for her? It would be uncomfortable for everyone if she really said rejection. If you really want to live forever, you must have the ability to practice on your own instead of looking to others. Whether it’s aunt or you.”

"..." Zhao Changhe had something to say but was choked for a moment and couldn't say it.

Tang Buqi's words today are like facing his future death calmly. Thinking about the way Tang Buqi drank and cried because he was afraid of death, he didn't dare to go out of the world, it feels like yesterday.

Tang Buqi smiled casually: "I, Tang Buqi, will rule the southeast in this life, and my position as a minister is extremely high. I put down the chaos of Maitreya, opened up the prosperity of shipping, and governed the country in the south of the Yangtze River. My family is full of descendants. List of troubled times Except for my name, the long history has its own. A gentleman has no tools, and the sky is high, so there is no need to ask for it."

After saying that, he bowed his hands and said, "Goodbye."

Zhao Changhe turned around and got on the boat, cupping his hands and clasping his fists.

The big ship went north, and they said goodbye.

Huangfu Qing was sipping his wine, looking at Tang Buqi who was getting further and further away from the shore, and suddenly said: "My father has also passed away, did you know?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment without answering.

Huangfu Yongxian was already a veteran in his sixties back then. He had left numerous wounds on the battlefield throughout his life, making it difficult to advance in his practice and to live a long life. This was something that had been predicted for a long time.

No matter how much we predict, it will be like waking up and the old friends are gone.

"However, my father was granted a title of ten thousand households and died with great honor. As Tang Buqi said, he was a great minister and had no regrets. Now that Yanmen is under the leadership of Shao Zong, do you think that the family is still alive?"

Zhao Changhe finally said: "Shaozong has been on the battlefield for a long time and has this qualification. We can't avoid him just because his surname is Huangfu. If Chi Chi had the intention, he would also change the defense zone."

Huangfu Qing nodded, sipping his wine without saying a word, looking at the river with his beautiful eyes in trance.

Having not been in the world for a long time, everyone is a little distant from human affairs now. Even when talking about his father and younger brother, it feels like talking about other people's family affairs, there is not much difference.

Time is the most terrible thing, and many things can pass by.

Zhao Changhe said: "Speaking of which, is it still necessary to suppress Yanmen now... Was there a gang that captured the dragon bird before and dedicated it to Mobei? Is there anything unusual happening in the grassland?"

"Batu is afraid of us. Once he thinks that we will no longer be involved in human affairs, he will naturally have ambitions. It is not uncommon for people who are not of my race." Sanniang, who was once in charge of affairs outside the Great Wall, is more aware of this matter. : "But Batu is getting older, and he has been sending people to cause trouble and instigation, causing his descendants to fight for the throne. It is a mess, and there will be no waves for the time being. The so-called "seizing the sword to offer Mobei" is nothing more than being chased by the Demon Suppressor. It’s so serious, it’s just a sign of seeking medical treatment in a hurry.”

Just as he was talking, Cui Yuanyang rode the waves from another boat. Before anyone arrived, he laughed and said: "The Demon Suppression Division dare not take credit. It is because of the unified environment of the mountains and rivers that they can't make any trouble. In those troubled times, it was useless even if the head of the Demon Suppression Division coughed up blood."

Zhao Changhe turned to look at her, with a little surprise in his eyes as if he had just met her.

Except for the friends who have grown from youth to old age, among the women around me, the one who has changed the most this time is undoubtedly Yangyang... She used to look young even though she has grown up, but this time He has stopped pretending at all. He has been busy doing business non-stop from the moment he showed up to now. His appearance of being loyal to the country and being loyal to the country is just like the evening makeup he used to wear.

When I originally wanted Yangyang to go to the Demon Suppression Division, I never thought she would be able to do this. So, does the position of the head of the Demon Suppression Division also have a corporate legacy?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Cui Yuanyang's first words on board the boat ruined his image. He sat directly on Zhao Changhe's lap and hung his hands around his neck: "It's weird. You guys are arguing. How come you are so serious for a long time? Your thighs are so easy to sit on, why don’t you sit on them?”

Piaomiao rolled her eyes, and Sanniang Huangfuqing drank speechlessly.

Why are the younger people around him more casual, while the older ones always suffer the disadvantage of being dumb in order to show some magnanimity?

Cui Yuanyang opened his mouth: "I want to drink."

Zhao Changhe raised the cup to her mouth and said with a smile: "I thought I really changed my temper... Come on, come on, give me a reward, your hard work pays off."

Cui Yuanyang lowered his head and drank, with a smile on his face: "When you are seeking political power in your position, you must complete your duties before you come to have a private meeting with your lover... Not to mention that the old Yingying Yanyan beside Brother Zhao is so young. "More, even if I finish the work and come back later, Brother Zhao still hasn't finished it yet. It's too late..."

Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and said, "Then your matter is finished? So soon?"

Cui Yuanyang smiled and said: "Leave it to Ruo Yu. I told you sooner or later that the next head of the Demon Suppression Department will be Ruo Yu..."

Zhao Changhe laughed: "I think you want to get rid of the business."

Cui Yuanyang took it for granted: "You just know... Who doesn't want to retire after working for so many years? He has been looking for a successor for a long time. You can't squeeze me just because I'm young. I'm already an aunt." ”

"So you bully Ruoyu?"

"Why are you being bullied?" Cui Yuanyang said angrily: "Do you mean you were bullying me when you asked me to do this job?"

"Isn't that because you wanted to do it back then?"

"How do you know Ruoyu doesn't want to do it?"

"Because she has other things to do..." Zhao Changhe sighed: "If she was just Ruoyu, it might be suitable, but she is still Xinghe. Find someone else..."

Cui Yuanyang pouted and seemed to be considering other candidates. After a while, he said: "Were you talking about foreign affairs just now? You have to ask me. These aunts have long been hermits and masters, and they have never asked about worldly affairs..."

Sanniang: "..."

Huangfu Qing: "..."

The feeling just now was right. The next time I see the young person next to him, I will definitely throw it into the river first.

But Cui Yuanyang’s words cannot be refuted. The two venerables have been born in recent years and have not paid much attention to worldly affairs. The only one who can interfere with Cui Yuanyang in worldly affairs is Piaomiao, and Piaomiao will not tear down Yangyang’s platform. .

Cui Yuanyang glanced at the wilted Four Elephants Group and said with satisfaction: "In fact, over the years, the imperial court has been building cities and moving outside the Great Wall. Monan has become more sinicized and the situation is different from before. Now we have to fight The war is mainly a political war, a cultural war and an economic war. Your Majesty... Chi Chi is very bad at these things, and he can do things that the late emperor could not do in his eight lifetimes."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

It’s such a shame for a time traveler to be outclassed by an indigenous daughter in this kind of battle... Oh, I’m a time traveler too, so that’s okay.

Cui Yuanyang said: "However, a tough battle may still have to be fought sooner or later...but it probably won't be in the next few years. Of course, if Brother Zhao clearly rejoins the WTO, then we will never fight."

Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and pondered.

Huangfu Qing finally said: "We can't do the eternal law, and the affairs of the world will eventually be left to future generations, unless you want to rule the country forever. Do you... think about it?"

"If everything is so free and easy, what would I have to worry about." Zhao Changhe looked at the river in ecstasy: "The biggest feeling I have about this recovery is the changes in the world, whether it is people or things... So the demon gods never care about these things?"

Piao Miao, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Yes. When you see the rise and fall of countless countries, the demise of countless civilizations, the reopening of the era, and the change of the world... it is a different experience than your three years of practice. Now Do you feel that your practice has changed?"

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well... I couldn't find what was after the third level of imperial realm at first. Now that the third level is not reached, I already have a vague sense of it."

When it comes to spiritual practice, Cui Yuanyang, who talked endlessly, became mute, and the old women regained their energy. Sanniang wondered: "We all have this realization but can't see the next step. How come you have it?"

"Because besides time, there is also time. The biggest reason why Ye Wuming brought me here is that my knowledge is not limited by this world. At the same time, this is also the basis for causing harm to the original Tiandao." Zhao Changhe said: "If everyone If you want to go to a higher level, I think you just need to get out of this world and go out to see the wider sea of ​​stars. I said a long time ago that we need to forget the four images... This is especially important to you today. Within the framework of Suzaku Xuanwu, it is impossible to get out."

Huangfuqing said excitedly: "How to get out?"

Zhao Changhe’s spiritual thoughts landed on another ship. Ling Ruoyu was interrogating a demonic element. The girl was carrying the Galaxy Sword and was full of energy.

"I'm not sure at the moment...but if there is a way, it can only fall on Ruoyu."

I originally imagined that I would be forced to pay the public rations all the way, but in the end I went north while chatting all the way, and the atmosphere was not that prominent. Even when night falls and we go into the cabin to rest, we naturally sleep together on the same bed and catch up on the night conversation.

Thirty years of separation is too much to say.

Only when Ling Ruoyu came over excitedly to greet his master early the next morning, he saw a man and four women emerging from the cabin at the same time. Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Good morning, Master...Good morning, First Officer..."

Zhao Changhe grinned: "Ruoyu..."

"Huh?" Ling Ruoyu cautiously took half a step back.

"Morning exercise in the morning is the law of our profession, you know... Master just happens to be free, so come and practice a set of swordsmanship."

Ling Ruoyu felt that this guy didn't really want to teach his disciples, he seemed to be bullying a child.

"Then...then please give me some advice, Master. I'm a little bit confused about this new skill that Master just taught me."

"Swish, swish, swish", the sword light flashed on the bow of the ship, and a group of old ladies of the royal family watched curiously, eating melon seeds.

Really practicing...

Look at this strict code, it is worthy of what Yue Hongling taught me. His basic skills are solid, and he will probably be punished a lot.

Ling Ruoyu danced once, and with a red face, she carefully asked for advice: "Please give me some advice, Master."

Zhao Changhe feels that Ling Ruoyu is much more fun than Xinghe when he was a child. It’s so fun to see how he dances the sword to his master despite being ashamed, and then asks for advice seriously...

“I didn’t see it clearly, let’s dance again and see.”

"Master, you..." Ling Ruoyu's face flushed and she stamped her feet: "With your ability, how could you not see clearly!"

"When you dance again, it will be completely different, and I will see clearly."

Ling Ruoyu was startled, but he was thoughtful.

Of course Yue Hongling's new sword skill cannot be a routine, but a sword intention. Master is reminding you that if you dance exactly the same thing every time, you will get it wrong.

The girl understood and danced again. As expected, the moves were completely different from the last time, but the meaning was similar.

"Yu'er has realized something..." The girl, sweating slightly after practicing her sword skills, saluted with excitement and admiration: "Thank you, Master."

Zhao Changhe happily turned to his wives and commented: "Look at how smart you are, you can teach yourself."

Everyone picked up Zhao Changhe angrily and threw him into the Grand Canal.

I have seen people bully others, but I have never seen people bullying their own children.

It’s not that you can’t bully, I’m just afraid that if you bully too much, what will happen if someone misses your mother...

The days when I went north were so simple and unpretentious. When the whole family was happy, they would watch their young apprentice practice swordplay. If nothing happened, he would send his young apprentice to other ships to make soy sauce. Then Emperor Xinye would carry the two Four Elephants Venerables into the cabin to discuss doctrines, or King Zhao would bring the God of Sheji with him. Zhenmo Si was the first to explore the rivers and mountains. After three days of pleasant journey, he arrived at the capital.

Ling Ruoyu carried Xinghe on his back and looked up at the majestic city gate with a little nostalgia in his eyes.

This is her second time in Beijing.

The last time she went to Beijing, she did the same thing as her father and master did back then - pretending to be drunk in a restaurant to challenge the young heroes of the capital. Her battle was much more difficult than Zhao Changhe's back then. At that time, the capital was at the end of the dynasty, and there were mostly useless dandies. However, it was far inferior to the heyday of today's gathering. Nowadays, how many young and powerful people gather in the middle of the capital to study, it can be said that the wind and tigers With the gathering of Yunlong, her first place in Qianlong was achieved at that time.

Now that I think about it, regardless of whether Qianlong No. 1 was given by Tianshu’s mother or not, many of the things he did were subconsciously imitating the legendary King Zhao, and they were also traces of Xinghe’s subconscious searching for his master.

Although what he did was heroic and refreshing, the consequences were quite serious... When Zhao Changhe did something similar, he ran away in a panic the next day, otherwise he would not be able to withstand being challenged. Ling Ruoyu did the same, he just ran away after pretending, and fled in such a mess that he didn't even take a good look around the capital even though he came to the capital.

When you enter the city this time, you might have enemies...

Sure enough, before we even entered the city gate, someone pointed his sword at him: "Ling Ruoyu?"

Ling Ruoyu looked back: "Who is your Excellency?"

My enemies are all young Qianlongs. You have a beard. Whose...whose father is looking for trouble?

Then I also have a father.

Sure enough, the visitor said coldly: "Huang is virtuous in the 20th place on the list of people. The Huang Zhang you defeated at Songfeng Tower two months ago was Quanzi. I didn't expect that you have already reached the top of the list in just two months, so why don't I come and tell you about it?" Two tips?"

Ling Ruoyu subconsciously turned around to look for her father, only to see Zhao Changhe hiding in the crowd of people around him and blinking, showing no intention of standing up for his child. But the aunts were not there. Cui Yuanyang escorted the prisoners off the ship to work early, and the others did not know where they went.

Ling Ruoyu resisted the desire to complain about his father, rolled his eyes, and showed an honest smile: "Do you know who my father is?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Huang Youde was stunned: "I don't know."

Most people in the world don't even know that Ling Ruoyu's master is Yue Hongling. If they knew, they would be 90% less likely to dare to make trouble, and there would be no more experience value.

"It's okay if you don't know." Ling Ruoyu grinned, the smile was very similar to when Zhao Changhe bullied her: "Two months ago, I only tried Qianlong. Today is the right time, so why not do this..."

Huang Youde said with a straight face: "How?"

Ling Ruoyu drew out his sword and pointed it directly at the plaque on the city gate: "I say, the people of Gyeonggi have gained a false reputation and will fight if they don't accept it."

"Pfft..." Zhao Changhe almost choked to death on his own saliva.

All the people preparing to enter the city were stunned. Little girl, do you know how many official figures there are in the Gyeonggi People's List? Apart from anything else, do you want to be killed by the Demon Suppressor?

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and then there was a loud bang: "What an arrogant little girl, do you really think there is no one in the capital?"

"Go to Tongzhuan City quickly!"

"There is no need to pass the news. The voice just now was probably heard by half of the capital... The eighteenth person on the list is indeed the eighteenth person on the list. This internal strength is not comparable to ordinary people."

"Coming, coming, many strong men are coming this way."

"The little girl is really desperate. How many people are she going to offend! Is her father the King of Zhao? How dare you be so tough!"

"Here comes Chief Cui, the Demon Suppressor... Chief Cui won't favor outsiders!"

"I don't know, but since the Demon Suppression Division is involved, I guess they won't let people win by relying on more, and they will uphold justice?"

Amidst the commotion, an exclamation came from a distance: "Your Majesty is here!"

Yes, the emperor was alarmed. This justice does not need the Demon Suppression Division to preside over.

Ling Ruoyu raised his head. On the city gate, Xia Chichi was wearing a white robe, touching her belly and looking down at herself.

The meaning of that look is hard to understand, and the action of touching the belly is even harder to understand.

(End of this chapter)


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