Chapter Eighty-Five: Fearless and Never Changing Your Destiny Extraneous words and spit out your heart

"Huh! …… If it weren't for these people's bad things several times! I'm not afraid to do it early this morning! Do you think you're still going to be able to lie down here?! …… Princess Nishikori...... Hehe! I never thought that I would be afraid of all the tricks and end up at the hands of a woman! Amusing...... It's ridiculous......"

Just listening to this fearless self-deprecation, he laughed at himself and sighed with emotion. After Wu Weiyi heard this, he retorted with him:

"Heaven is constant, since you have done this rebellious thing, even if you are not bumped into by us now, you are destined to be unable to do anything! Do you really think that Yaldan, the king of Naba, will really give you the position of Jutihou? Aren't you dreaming?! ”

When Chen Bu was afraid to hear this, he instantly stopped laughing. I saw that he looked at Wu Weiyi with a panicked face:

"You! …… What did you say?! ”

Wu Weiyi stood aside, but he kept shaking his head, and continued:

"Now the Ba king Yaldan can make the most of the land of Wangji in northern Shu, thanks to the discord between the Shu king Du Jiang and the Shuzhong clan, and the Ba people have an opportunity to take advantage of it! …… Du Jiang is not spared with the respect of the king of Shu, let alone you, a traitor of Shu? …… First, you have no foundation for the countrymen, and secondly, you bow down to the head of the thief, I am afraid that if you have not received the title, you have already been recognized as a thief of the clan by all parties! At that time, if the Ba King Yaldan comes to the well again and confiscates all the land of Shunan, how can you live at that time?! ”

"No...... No...... Grandmaster Zhu Tian promised me that I would inherit the Marquis! Yaldan is not a concubine, but he also inherited the throne of the king of Ba with the power of the grandmaster! That being said! What can I count as a little marquis?! ”

As soon as Wu Weiyi, Du Yu, and Mo Zhai heard this Zhu Tian Sect Master, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines again, and their bones were terrified! I saw the three of them standing there and looking at each other:

"Grandmaster Zhu Tian...... Sure enough, it was him! ”

Zhu Tihou saw that the three of them looked a little strange, and knew that there must be some reason. But because this rebel is still afraid, it is inconvenient to ask more. So he called to the guards:

"What are you doing? Hurry up and put this disobedient man in prison! Keep a good watch! The widow will show him to the public on a certain day! ”

"No!"

When the chief of the guard heard this order from Zhu Tihou, he hurriedly escorted him down. He was not afraid to know that it was a capital crime, but he also seemed to be open. I heard him laugh as he walked and looked up to the sky. It only made everyone present shudder......

After Na Yu was not afraid to be escorted down, he saw Zhu Tihou turn around again, and thanked Du Yu and the three of them:

"Yu'er! Ladies and gentlemen! Today's widow survived by luck, all thanks to your great help! The widow is here, thank you in advance! ”

Out of courtesy, Du Yu immediately returned the salute:

"Uncle can be safe and sound, Yu'er is satisfied! Now that the night is dark, if there is nothing else to do, Yu'er will retire...... I hope my uncle can rest well......"

When Zhu Tihou heard that Du Yu was about to leave, he just sighed alone, and said helplessly:

After this night, it was extremely difficult for the widow to calm down for a while...... Ay! …… Old! It seems that the widow is really old! I can't stand it anymore...... This kind of wind and waves are surging...... All right! In that case, you should go back sooner! Be careful on the road...... At noon tomorrow, the widow will hold a banquet in the palace to entertain you, as a gift of thanks......"

Du Yu and Zhu Tihou greeted each other like this, and then saluted Zhu Tihou with Wu Weiyi and Mo Zhai, and retired from Zhu Tihou's dormitory...... However, along the way, Du Yu saw that Wu Weiyi seemed to be a little depressed, but he didn't know why?

"Takerou? ...... Takerou?! ”

Wu Weiyi thought about it, but Du Yu actually called him back twice in a row:

"Oh...... Yu'er called me? …… What is it? ”

"Since you came out of the dormitory, Wu Lang, you have been silent, I don't know what tricky things you are thinking?"

In fact, Wu Weiyi was indeed a little depressed at this time, but the things he was thinking about now were not necessarily something that Du Yu and Mo Zhai could understand. But seeing that he waved his hand, he said to Du Yu:

"Oh...... Nothing else...... I just remembered that he was just above the dormitory, and he was not afraid to say that he had also been born and died for the Hou Ye, so he fought for this 'fearless' one! ...... Thinking of this, Wu Lang couldn't help but feel a little emotional......"

Du Yu was a little ignorant when he heard this, these things that are commonplace in the world, but he didn't know how to make Wu Lang do this? Du Yu didn't speak on the side, just waiting for Wu Weiyi to continue:

"This is not afraid...... If it is a hundred or two hundred years later! Maybe...... Fate would have been very different...... It's a pity that such a civilian general has to do such a disobedient thing here in order to gain fame and fortune! And...... Even more sad is ...... Whether it succeeds or doesn't...... He will never recover! And this ...... Maybe that's his fate! ”

Du Yu and Mo Zhai were a little misty at this time, how could they know what the situation would be like after a hundred years? However, although Du Yu can't understand everything, he is also extremely sharp-minded, and he actually distorted another foreign voice from Wu Weiyi's words:

"Oh? Hehe! What am I worried about?! Wu Lang is worried that Yu'er is the princess of Shu Kingdom, but it is not equivalent to Wu Lang's name and ruins the etiquette? Hehe...... Takero is really worried! As early as when Yu'er was in Picheng, he had already identified Wulang! In the future, if you can really get what you want, you will rescue my brother Wang and revive the kingdom of Shu. Yu'er and Wulang returned to Mixian Village, and it would be best to be just an idyllic couple! ”

Wu Weiyi was shocked when he heard this. In fact, at this time, Wu Weiyi's thoughts about the rights and wrongs of the "Shiqing Shilu system" were completely out of a kind of "historian's feelings". But I didn't expect what Du Yu said at all! And...... Du Yu's wanton speculation made him red-faced, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Mo Zhai saw Wu Weiyi's predicament on the side, but he couldn't help laughing again:

"Miss Du Yu...... And lo and behold! Mr. Wu's face is ...... It's red and red again! Interesting and interesting...... Hahaha! ”

The three of them were whispering in the streets as they walked, and since it was already late at night, everything in the city was already quiet. When they returned to the residence. The three of them went back to their own houses to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Zhai and Wu Weiyi were still the same as when they were in Mixian Village, and they practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard early.

At this time, Du Yu was really a little unaccustomed to it, after three months of quiet pastoral life, Du Yu had already developed the habit of working hard, and some of the work that was originally done by the people, Du Yu was actually a little used to doing it.

However, in the official residence here, although Du Yu also got up early in the morning like Wu Weiyi and them. But when she woke up, she found that the chores inside and outside the house had been properly cleaned up by the subordinates. And she herself has become the noble person who doesn't need to do anything.

Du Yu had nothing to do, but he didn't want to disturb Wu Lang and them practicing swords, so he could only walk around in the courtyard in a daze. At this moment, Du Yu's heart is even more nostalgic for the quiet and leisurely days when he was in Mixian Village.