"I'm afraid of you, but I believe in you." Lin Haoyan said.

Zhao Fu's whole person was there, he didn't know the changes and touches he had brought to Lin Haoyan during the day, but Lin Haoyan's words touched him greatly, as if he had been hit in the chest with a crashing wood.

There is no doubt that the emperor is lonely, but who says that Zhao Fu is not lonely? He can call Lin Hanyu "Brother Night Wolf" very casually, he can eat meat and drink with Xia Yingyang, he can also fight a few times with Ma Xiong in the school field, he can go to play chess with Feng Yu, and he can spoil Qin Zhirou to wander around Lanting City and let everyone in the city know that she is his person. But so what? Who knows Zhao Fu's loneliness?

Zhao Fu is the youngest town guard, the spokesperson of the Lanhe Zhao family in Lanting, and he is destined to be a person who can enjoy all the glory since birth, but the more beautiful he is, the more lonely he is, so occasionally he will pull Zheng Yuan to say a lot of things in the name of teaching Zheng Yuan Chinese, and even he doesn't know what to say next before he stops.

Lin Haoyan's loneliness lies in his status, the extreme humanity is destined to look down on everyone, and Zhao Fu's loneliness comes from his pride, how can a person who has seen God be considered a mortal? If Lin Haoyan is on the top of a humane mountain, then Zhao Fu is the one who is climbing on the mountainside of Shinto. But at least, the two now recognize each other, believing that the other is at the same level of communication as a kind of person.

Zhao Fu served, he didn't know if this was the so-called imperial heart technique, but he really accepted it. He is the only one who is not afraid of Lin Haoyan lying and cheating, because his original purpose was to kill the little emperor. It can be said that Zhao Fu, who has a two-meter transformation range, is now the absolute master of Lin Haoyan's life.

Zhao Fu was arrogant and presumptuous, but what he ushered in was tolerance and trust.

You won, Lin Haoyan.

Zhao Fu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love." ”

"There are no outsiders here, so call me Brother Lin, right?" Lin Haoyan raised his glass.

"Then thank you Brother Lin for your love." Zhao Fu also picked up his teacup, although there was no wine, it was better than wine.

"Honestly, I used to want your world." Zhao Fu drank all the tea in the cup.

Lin Haoyan didn't expect Zhao Fu to be so honest, let alone that Zhao Fu really beat his idea, seeing that Zhao Fu said it, he didn't know how to answer, just smiled and helped Zhao Fu pour full tea.

"Aren't you angry?" Although it is just tea, the two of them have their own "drunk" intentions.

"Brother Zhao also said that it was." Lin Haoyan replied.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, this world is still your world. As long as I'm alive for a day. "Zhao Fu is also a little drunk, which man wouldn't be drunk for the world?

Lin Haoyan was also hot, and immediately planned to make Zhao Fu the king of the northwest, and put the military and civilians in the northwest under the jurisdiction of Zhao Fu.

This kind of decision is such a child's play, you must know that Zhao Fu was only crowned with the false title of a Northwest Marquis before, and now he is suddenly named the king of the northwest, this is not a matter of even being promoted to the auspicious rank, this is completely a matter of splitting the earth and sealing the king!

The night would have led people's minds into chaos, not to mention that the two of them were young and frivolous at an age, daring to speak up about the world's affairs and raising guns to fight thousands of enemies. Zhao Fu and Lin Haoyan both took advantage of this rich drunkenness to become arrogant.

Lin Haoyan, as a human monarch, naturally wants to have subordinates who are absolutely loyal to him, even if Zhao Fu has the ambition to swallow the world, he is also an age that urgently needs to be recognized. The most important thing is that both are lonely and both want to have a friendship that they shouldn't have, even if it's just on the surface.

In this way, the conversation between the two tonight is just like-minded, and it can only be regarded as like-minded. Who is Zhao Fu? Zhao Fu himself said that he is a person who wants to live in the world of Lin Haoyan, just like your friend telling you, you know, I want to snatch your wife over. A friend's wife can't be bullied, but fortunately, it's just the world, if it's really changed to Shi Yiqiu, or Qin Zhirou, maybe it will be blood-spattered tonight.

But only two people of this age can speak so arrogantly and impassionedly. Youth is not only an age, but also a state, and it is also possible to be young.

"So how will Brother Zhao solve this trouble?"

"I led the Northwest Army to pacify Beihu, and this time, drive them out of Beihai!" Zhao Fu still has the same idea, but it is more distinct, not to drive out Beihu, but to drive them out of Beihai!

Beihai is already the northernmost known place of the Lanhe Empire, and driving out of Beihai is to exterminate the clan in other words!

"Can it really be done?" Lin Haoyan was well aware of the difficulties of those horse herdsmen in the north, and with the powerful military power of the Lanhe Empire, he had launched two large-scale wars to conquer the north, but he only fixed the border in Lanting. Not because the Northern Hu were too powerful, but because their whereabouts were always erratic, although the two campaigns to the north achieved good results and seized a large amount of land to the north, but the army of the Lanhe Empire did not even see the royal court of the Great Khan of the Northern Hu.

"The pacification of Beihu is not only our efforts, but the ancestors have long been prepared, my father Zhao Yicheng sent a large number of internal explorations to Beihu as soon as possible, in order to hope that the Lanhe River will be planned north as soon as possible."

Lin Haoyan listened to this, and thought to himself that if he really included a large area of land in the north into the territory of the Lanhe Empire in his own generation, then his merits would not be lower than that of the previous emperor.

"What are the odds?"

"That depends on Your Majesty's determination." This time, Zhao Fu changed back to the title of superior and superior.

Winning a war is easy, but winning a war of extermination is extremely hard. Especially a fighting nation like Beihu, where almost all the people are soldiers, and it is symbolic.

"Of course I am willing to make the greatest determination, you will tell me whatever you need, as long as I can give it to you, I will give it to you!"

"Okay, that minister will live up to his mission, and within three years, he will pacify Beihu!" Zhao Fu knelt down on one knee and saluted Lin Haoyan so formally for the first time.

Lin Haoyan did not ask about Zhao Fu's plans to make his next actions clear, first, he was really not good at military things, and second, he had unconditional trust in Zhao Fu. Zhao Fu was actually not very clear about the plan for the north, so he did not take the initiative to reveal it to Lin Haoyan.

After dealing with the biggest problem, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, especially Lin Haoyan, why didn't he want to make contributions like the previous emperor, but the foundation of the Lanhe Empire was enough to make him anxious, where was there time to think about other things?

"Actually, I still want to be a Ming Jun." Lin Haoyan didn't know why, and suddenly said such a sentence, maybe because he felt that a night like today was rare, or maybe he knew that there would not be many opportunities to talk with Zhao Fu all night in the future.

After hearing this, Zhao Fu pondered for a long time, in his opinion, Lin Haoyan was actually not a bad emperor, but the exploits of the two emperors were too dazzling. Originally, the merits and demerits of an emperor were defined as right and wrong, what about Emperor Qin and Han Wu, and Wen Taowu? Which one didn't build a glorious empire by a sea of corpses and blood? In fact, the most important thing is that problem, Lin Haoyan is still young.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, after Beihu is pacified, the world will no longer dare to speak falsely." Zhao Fu could only be so comforted.

"By the way, I know that although Your Majesty is not afraid of anyone now, you still have to beware of the verbal and written criticism of those literati, so Your Majesty will first find ways to stabilize the south for me, and after I pacify Beihu, I will personally go south to wash the Great Buddha for Your Majesty." Zhao Fu suddenly thought of it, so he told him.

Lin Haoyan cares about the reputation of the ages, but Zhao Fu doesn't care, life is just a journey for him, it's good to be happy, reputation is all false, as long as he is alive, who dares to point at his nose and scold himself? I am dead, and I don't even have the right to dispose of my own body, where can I still hear those foul words?

Lin Haoyan was a little unwilling, but Zhao Fu insisted on doing so, and he had no choice, so he did it half-pushed. The changes in the world in the next few years will all be decided in the conversation and laughter of the two.

No one dares to say that the Lanhe Empire under Lin Haoyan's rule is not strong, even if the occasional storyteller will complain that the tax is much higher than that of the previous emperor, but this is still a prosperous era, which has lasted for two generations.

Lin Haoyan looked at the north through the already faint candle flame in the imperial study, but Zhao Fu gently stroked the knife that was lying across his thigh. Both of them knew that the future world would be dominated by them.

Heroes are born in troubled times, and teenagers are born in prosperous times.

It's not that a teenager can't be born in troubled times, but a teenager in the prosperous era grows up to be a hero in troubled times a few years later.

Both of them are yearning for themselves in a few years and the Lanhe River in a few years.

In the southwest, a little monk with a face as white as snow bid farewell to the master who raised him, bid farewell to the small earthen temple where he lived since childhood, and embarked on a journey to the north.

Nanwu, the lord of the country, Li Haoran, smiled lightly and looked at the heroic girl dancing by the stream through the curtain, and ordered to increase the allocation of funds for Tiannan Dao Palace.

To the west, the Sanctuary of the Holy Cross was built in a huge oasis deep in the desert, and the Cross Cross, a symbol of holiness, light and goodness, stood on the top of each building.

In the depths of the temple, the sunlight lowered its dim light through the five-colored glass, and a middle-aged man with a big belly was lying on a huge bed, panting for breath, the bed was deeply sunk because of his weight, and on his legs, chest, and arms were several women lying on his stomach, with charming expressions. This man is the Pope of the Holy Cross Religion, a self-proclaimed Pope who communicates the will of Heaven and the will of God below.

And the Pope was very unhappy, he leaned on the head of the bed, and looked at the women lying on top of him with some disgust, these women were all stunners of the country outside, and the long years of service did not affect their demeanor, but even more enchanting and charming.

"Archbishop Sborough has seen Your Majesty!"

"Hmph, Si Boluo, you dare to come back after you messed up the matter of Lanhe?" The Pope did not hide it because of Sboro's audience, and the women did not have the slightest sense of shame, but still hugged the Pope with their bodies.

"Please rest assured, I am bound to win about the Lanhe Empire, and in addition, I have brought a small gift to Your Majesty on this trip." Sboro smiled weirdly, and a red box was lifted.