Chapter 3340 Jing Jin Wuji

Chapter 3340 Jing Jin Wuji

It was about to dawn, and Feng Wutian walked into the ramen shop next to the airport.

This small but somewhat old shop was closed after Feng Wutian's last departure, not because it had received the new Tianhuang, nor because its lease had expired, but because Zhongshan Kong had died here, although for the sake of face, the Huang Room did not make Zhongshan Kong's behavior public, and he was buried as a friend of Tianhuang.

But many Dongying executives knew what happened that night, Feng Wutian later also knew from the mouth of the West Village that Zhongshan Kong's behavior, it was the latter who killed the older generation of Tianhuang, to be precise, it was Zhongshan Kong who killed his own brother, thinking of Zhongshan Kong's identity and the relationship between the two countries, and then recalling his words that moved him to take office Tianhuang, Feng Wutian was in a complicated mood.

As the new Tianhuang, he can't use his current position to belittle Zhongshankong, nor can he stand in the Zhao camp to praise the latter, but he has to admit that whether he regards Zhongshankong as an enemy or a friend, the latter is an iron-clad man, and Feng Wutian has always respected such a person, so he stopped Xicun from killing his family.

Of course, he came to this shop today, not purely to remember, but to meet a person he wanted to meet, when he approached the ramen shop, he found that the soft lights were shining inside, and under the backdrop of the people coming and going at the airport, it looked particularly warm and warm, and when Feng Wutian reached out and pushed the door and stepped in, he smelled the fragrance of oden.

"Morning!"

When Feng Wutian locked on Zhao Heng who was standing at the bar and dressed in black, Zhao Heng was skillfully adjusting the heat of the oden, and he was still holding a big porcelain bowl in his left hand, with seven or eight hot balls on it, Zhao Heng put the porcelain bowl on the bar, and then pulled out two long toothpicks: "Uncle Feng, haven't you slept all night?" Come, grab a bite to eat and refresh yourself! ”

Feng Wutian's originally cold and solemn expression eased when he saw Zhao Heng in the steaming heat, and there was no longer the slightest murder and fierceness, he smiled bitterly at Zhao Heng: "In just three years, I found that you enjoyed more than me, and I met you, but you rejuvenated the deserted shop, and boiled a big pot of oden!" ”

Zhao Heng smiled and took over the topic softly: "There have been too many things in the past three years, especially countless escapes from death, which made me begin to cherish every moment. ”

"So I changed my point of view and had fun in time, no, I took the time to have fun!"

Zhao Heng took a rag and wiped the bar to make it cleaner and brighter: "Just like this morning's meeting, I hid in the corner and waited quietly for you, and I also waited for a pot of oden, but the former will only make me wait for colder and colder, but the latter will make me wait for warmer and warmer, looking at the hot food, the overflowing aroma, I feel the hope of life!" ”

Zhao Heng is like a diligent little daughter-in-law, wiping the bar counter and utensils clean, and then inviting Uncle Feng to come over and taste oden: "And I think Uncle Feng's mood will be a little better, so I cleaned up this small shop by myself, and went to buy ingredients and buy a big pot, which took about four hours, a little tired, but the mood was happy!" ”

"Your attitude towards life is enough to kill Uncle Feng and me in seconds!"

Feng Wutian walked over slowly, sitting on the high stool he had sat on last time, Zhao Heng handed him a slender bamboo stick, and his face remained warm: "Enjoy life, I can't catch up with you even if I work hard for ten years, only Uncle Feng will spend a lot of money to build a first-class scholar's courtyard in Lujiazhuang, good books, good wine, and good art films!" ”

Zhao Heng stabbed a ball with a bamboo stick, opened his mouth and bit most of it: "By the way, Uncle Feng, didn't you say that there are seven hundred and thirty-six discs?" Lu Meng and I have seen more than 600 copies, and there are more than 100 collector's editions, where did you put them? Now you are afraid that you will never be able to go back to the scholar's courtyard, so it is better to tell me their whereabouts, so as not to destroy the heavens! ”

Feng Wutian laughed out loud when he heard this, and his whole person completely relaxed: "You kid, when did you become like Lu Meng?" Worried about my hundreds of CDs? It's just that I can't sue you, after all, it took me two years of hard work to find those more than 100 collector's editions, and wouldn't it be a pity for you to turn them out and waste them? I'll get it back when I have the chance. ”

When Zhao Heng smiled and bit down the ball, Feng Wutian sat up slightly straight: "Although my Tianhuang identity is sensitive, it is inconvenient to leave Dongying to go to Huaguo, but don't forget it, I still have an identity, that is, the first sword of Huaguo, as long as you don't stop Uncle Feng, I will go back to Lujiazhuang as if playing, so thank you for your kindness to those CDs!" ”

Speaking of this, he and Zhao Heng looked at each other and laughed again, their faces were filled with the warmth and touch of reminiscing about the past, and Feng Wutian also pricked up a piece of hot white radish, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed and swallowed: "Although I have always been very disgusted with recalling the past, I have to say that the eighteen years in Lujiazhuang are the happiest and most comfortable time in my life." ”

"This white radish is boiled well, but it lacks a little salt."

Zhao Heng also pulled a chair and sat down, stabbed a piece of white radish with a bamboo skewer and chewed it: "It's not that the white radish is not salty enough, but Uncle Feng has something in his heart, so it tastes a little less delicious!" However, Zhao Heng still poured a plate of soy sauce for Uncle Feng: "What? Still tricky? Is it Huangtai word ready to move? Do you want me to do it? ”

"No!"

Feng Wutian dipped a little soy sauce with a white radish, and then his voice came out softly: "I want to kill him early, although I don't have a sense of belonging to the royal family, but I am also my nephew, it is still a little unbearable for me to kill him, I asked him to dissolve the Taizi Pavilion, hand over the power in his hands, and go to the university to teach alone, an hour ago, he did everything!" ”

Zhao Heng threw out a sentence: "Is he willing?" ”

Feng Wutian exhaled a long breath, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "Of course he is unwilling, he has spent more than ten years of hard work being swallowed by me, how can he be willing?" It's just that he can't do it, if he doesn't do what I tell him, he may be taken down by me, although I won't really kill him, but he will spend the rest of his life in the cold palace. ”

Feng Wutian recalled his departing expression: "It's just that although he compromised, I also expected his unwillingness, but the look in his eyes when he bowed to me and left the Huang Palace made me feel a little worried, it was anger and resentment, I had a premonition that he would make trouble sooner or later, but it was impossible for me to take back my life and even less kill him, so there was an extra thorn in my heart!" ”

"Uncle Feng, you are a little merciful after all!"

Zhao Heng looked at the solemnity on Uncle Feng's face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of coldness and said: "Although you regard Huang Taizi as a nephew, he may not treat you as an uncle, and now he is just inferior to a person, you know, he gave Shanchuan Yiqing a death order to kill you, and Huang Taizi is a well-known heroic character." ”

"If you don't kill him today, you will definitely regret it in the future, and more people will definitely die!"

Zhao Heng threw a small egg into his mouth, and the bamboo stick was gently outside: "Uncle Feng once taught me and Lu Meng to fight a snake for seven inches, and being merciful to the enemy is fatal to oneself, why can't you do it today?" Public opinion? Blood? Or the human heart? If you are concerned about this, it is better to leave it to the apprentice, and I will definitely let him fall on the podium of the university. ”

Feng Wutian's eyes narrowed slightly: "He's not a simple person!" ”

This sentence is not the answer, but it is better than the answer, the smile on Zhao Heng's face became more vigorous, and he stuffed a bunch of food into his mouth: "Li Taibai, Yin Po and Zhou Wuzi are not simple people, but they have not turned into white bones one by one?" I can still handle it with just one Huangtai word, not to mention that I'm not for you, it's for our future! ”

Zhao Heng put the bamboo skewer on the table: "Now that the two countries have extinguished the war under the restraint of you and me, you have resolved the crisis of the shadow army, I have let Dongying less war, and let the remnants of Tang Dao return to Dongying, you and I live in peace, this trend must not be destroyed by Huangtaizi, there are too many dead people on both sides, and we can no longer hurt endlessly." ”

Zhao Heng's eyes became calm: "Especially Uncle Feng, I don't want to be your enemy, so whoever becomes an obstacle to our peaceful coexistence, I will ruthlessly eradicate it, and I will not be soft!" When I finish dealing with the affairs of Russia, I will free up my hands to deal with him, Uncle Feng does not need to have any worries, I now have enough resources and means to let him die quietly! ”

Feng Wutian glanced at Zhao Heng, and a wry smile flashed across his face: "I believe you can do it, in fact, I hate you and myself now, you are no longer the arrogant but innocent mountain boy, I am not the obscene but honest Uncle Feng anymore, time passes, the environment changes, we have gained a lot, but we are not happy!" ”

"I want to go back in time, but you and I can't!"

Zhao Heng also had a trance on his face: "Whether it's you or me or even Lu Meng, we can't go back to the days of Lujiazhuang, we can't change it, we can only move forward without hesitation, we don't want to step on the bones of others, but we must not let our bones be stepped on by others, this is the best protection for ourselves and our families!" ”

When he jumped in Feng Wutian's eyes with a touch of helplessness, Zhao Heng slapped Feng Wutian's arm again, and no longer continued the heavy topic just now, he didn't like his current self, but he didn't have any way to change it, he could only sigh that he couldn't help himself in the rivers and lakes, and then the conversation changed: "Uncle Feng, thank you for giving me the highest authority in time that night!" ”

"So that I can stop the shadow army's attack on Ah Fang Yuan!"

A sense of sincerity appeared on Zhao Heng's face: "Otherwise, there will be a river of blood that night, and the battle between us and Zhou Wuzi will be uncertain, the shadow troops I have already followed your instructions to let them return to the place you designated, and they should have arrived at the real yàn room at this time, Uncle Feng, we all thank you for your help, I hope we can be peaceful forever!" ”

"Yes!"

Feng Wutian's face also became full of smiles again, and he also carried a touch of undisguised emotion: "I can only say that you and I are a little luckier, I have been in Tianhuang for almost half a month before I got full permission to look at the top secret files, and when I saw that the shadow troops were temporarily under the command of Zhou Wuzi, I guessed that they might go to Huaguo to make trouble, so I will call you immediately." ”

He restored the scene at the time: "Tell you the permission to remove them, I hope to stop them from killing, I didn't expect you to really use it half an hour later, so this is not my help, it can only be said to be luck, two hours at night or one night, no matter how high the authority is, it makes no sense, but if you really want to thank him, you should toast him!" ”

"If he hadn't persuaded me to take the position, how would I have become the new Tianhuang!"

This he, naturally, refers to Zhongshan Kong!

Zhao Heng took out a bottle of wine brought from Huaguo from the bar, burned the knife, and pried it with chopsticks, the lid fell to the ground with a bang, and a smell of wine floated out instantly, Zhao Heng then took out three transparent glasses and poured the spirits of the wine bottle into three glasses: "He is called Zhongshan Kong in Dongying, but his real name is Jin Wuji, he is a man!" ”

Zhao Heng's expression became solemn: "He is a great person, so that the two countries will no longer fight viciously, but he is destined to die like a mustard, unable to correct his name, he also saved the lives of me and the children of Hengmen, but I can't do much, the old man didn't tell me all his information, only said that he was from Liaodong, and he used to like to burn knives!" ”

"I knew he was dying here, so I brought a bottle of burning knives to honor him and sacrifice him!"

Zhao Heng held a cup in his hand: "Uncle Feng, would you like to toast him with me?" ”

Feng Wutian raised his glass: "Respect him!" ”

"Respect for Jin Wuji!"

"Respect for Jin Wuji!"