Song Yang and Chenghe glanced at each other, both with some worry in their eyes...... Genting fell in love with grapes, no matter whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, at least it was not a trivial matter, the simplest, Genting saw that the hunt was happy but everyone did not obey, maybe he would move his mind again and find an opportunity to hold the little grape and escape.

As for the grapes themselves said, 'I don't want to recite the scriptures and just want to learn martial arts', although Yunding was dumbfounded for a while, but everyone understands that this sentence alone can not dispel his determination to 'pass on the mantle', in the eyes of the living Buddha, it is just that the doll is too young and not sensible.

Song Yang was really thinking in his heart, he had to send the grapes back to Phoenix City as soon as possible, and he couldn't let the little baby lose it in his hands no matter what. And Yunding seemed to see his concerns, and without waiting for Song Yang or others to speak again, he shook his head and said, "Since it is fate, there is no need to force it." Saying that, he stood up and looked at Song Yang: "I am a monk, and I don't know much about the world, but at least I can distinguish between good and bad, I won't make a mistake, please rest assured that this is important." ”

Song Yang was not at ease, how could he talk about trust when they met for the first time, and smiled noncommittally: "The master is serious." ”

Genting smiled and turned back to the topic: "I can see that the doll is a collection of thousands of pets, and its background is extraordinary, Genting will not be difficult, I just want to... Can you talk to the elders in his family, at least let the two of us meet often, tell him some stories, explain some reasoning, of course, if he is willing to practice martial arts, I will also teach him. Come and say that Fang Chang, if one day he is willing to practice Buddhism, I will pass on the mantle of his domain sect again; If he doesn't want to do this, I won't force it. "He is a real master, and the little grapes are often in contact with him, and there is no harm in it. This suggestion made by the Living Buddha is indeed very generous.

Song Yang also said frankly: "Hu Gongzi is my honored guest, I can't be the master, I have to ask his father, and I will convey all the words of the master." ”

"Finally, I will nag again, please be sure to convey to the Hou Ye: The heart and eyes are clear, the doll will be full of children and grandchildren in the future, and the sky is destined, and no one can change it." Genting smiled, and then said no more. Gu Zhaojun asked about the arson in the city, without Song Yang opening his mouth, Xiao Yu replied crisply, the atmosphere in the lobby quickly became warm, and soon after the sky became dark, everyone got up and went to the town from the Hou Mansion, the old rule was to set up tables and chairs at the door of the yamen, and relatives and friends returned to the town for a big banquet.

During the banquet, the blind man found an opportunity, sat down in front of Song Yang, and said in a low voice: "Brother Song, do you still remember that the little baby grape real dragon is in his body and has the emperor's life?" ”

Of course Song Yang remembers. When chatting and laughing with Xiaoyu in Jingcheng a while ago, it was also mentioned that 'Yanziping is an outstanding person, and there are two emperors alone', one of which refers to grapes.

"I know, Brother Song has never believed in palm numerology, but these things, cough... I'll be honest, if you don't believe it, no one will force you to believe it, but if you don't believe it, you can't just say it's a lie. The blind man drank a little too much, and he digressed as soon as he said two sentences, but fortunately he was not confused, and after a few more words, he turned the topic back: "The living Buddha fell in love with grapes at a glance, and it should be the same thing as when I calculated that the little baby was the emperor's life." ”

Song Yang gave him chopsticks and said with a smile: "Press the wine and talk about it." ”

"This chicken stew is too salty...... Master Genting's heart-eye practice has its own truth, and it is not the same thing as our Han people's knowledge, I don't understand, but put aside those profound truths, and only talk about the result... I thought it was very interesting, and I also figured out one thing: the emperor's life of grapes will definitely not be wrong, but he may not be the emperor of Nanli! Maybe he is the emperor of Tibet? Now Yunding is just an ordinary living Buddha, but if the time comes, if the domain sect really wants to be carried forward, who says that he can't be a great living Buddha? On the plateau, isn't the Great Living Buddha the emperor? Yunding made a big living Buddha, the Tubo people worshiped it as a god in the world, the grapes inherited his mantle, after Yunding's death, isn't the little baby also the emperor? ”

The blind man spoke incoherently, spoke at length, and then threw up the glass of wine in front of him, and finally came to the conclusion: "There is a saying in Genting that is right: since there is fate, there is no need to force it." He won't force anything, but I think, Brother Song, don't force it, just go with the flow, don't force it to block or rebel, if you really have a fate, you can't stop it, why waste that effort? And if you really want to act against the sky, you may even incur bad consequences. ”

After the blind man finished speaking, the second fool on the side was displeased: "Guigu, you are drinking my wine." ”

Song Yang handed his wine to Liu Er, comforted the stupid brother, and then said to the blind man: "You also understand this matter, only Lord Hu is in charge, we don't have much room to speak, don't think too much." Let's see what he says, I won't deliberately fulfill it and I won't get in the way. ”

The blind man didn't understand this key, nodded and smiled: "I'm just to be reasonable, I don't mean anything else, I'm afraid that your surname will be stubborn, and as soon as you hear that it's 'face-to-face', you don't care about anything, and you just rely on your own likes and dislikes to oppose it... If you understand, you can understand. ”

Song Yang said sincerely: "Thank you seniors. He followed the dwarf, Ayigo and others to drink with the blind man, and he got up to find Feng Long.

As soon as Gonggong Li saw him coming, he hurriedly stood up and gave up his seat to Song Yang, Song Yang sat down politely, and asked Feng Long with a smile: "Are you still used to this place?" ”

Feng Long smiled: "The town is a quiet and blessed place, very good. ”

Father-in-law Li helped pour the wine, Feng Long did not respect his identity yesterday, and took the initiative to toast Song Yang with a glass, but the words in his mouth changed: "The town is good, but the feud is not good!" Before I came... I can't imagine that the homeland of Changchunhou turned out to be a country of China. ”

Li Da didn't say a word, and his tone was not good; Li Er's face has always been expressionless, he doesn't drink alcohol and only eats vegetables; Li San's face was terrified when he heard this, and he had the intention to secretly tug the corner of the emperor's clothes, but he didn't dare to overstep the distance, so he had to look at Song Yang with a blank eye, hoping that he wouldn't care. Song Yang didn't care: "How can it be so serious." ”

Feng Long put down his wine glass: "More than 2,000 stone guys don't farm and practice every day, are they really refugees?" A large group of wild monkey-like weirdos, hiding in the woods every day, they are all brutes who have nothing to do with you? I remember that the Marquis of Changchun was not allowed to raise private soldiers. As for the Nanwei Arsenal... Hey, you don't need me to say it, right? As he spoke, Feng Long pursed the corners of his lips. After he stopped being the emperor, his expression was much richer than before: "There is also that Murong County Order, as the chief official of one party, he knows and conceals it, I think he only knows the Marquis of Changchun, and I don't know Nanli and the imperial court!" ”

Song Yang played a scoundrel: "Nacheng, I listen to you, I'll tell Shilao and Shanximan after dinner, I don't care about them, I'll drive them all out of the fiefdom, and don't leave any of them." Let them go out to grab food, money, and women, no matter what, they can do whatever they like. ”

Feng Long was amused by his crooked reasoning: "Bastard! ”

Song Yang also smiled: "The mountain people are barbaric and uneducated, I will pay for them to raise them myself, control this gang of robbers, and really share the worries of my emperor." As for Lord Murong, you are also wrong to blame him, it was I who said that I don't need to tell the court about this little thing, he is grateful for my loyalty, and he thinks that my emperor has a lot of opportunities, since we have done it well, there is no need to ......"

Feng Long waved his hand, not listening to his nonsense, but the smile on his face remained the same: "Don't be hypocritical, save some saliva, I can trust the king of Zhenxi." ”

If the king of Zhenxi has the heart of rebellion, Feng Long couldn't be the emperor back then, and now Xiao Fuyuan doesn't want to ascend the throne, Mr. Li Da is not very shrewd, but the most basic truth can still be figured out, if Song Yang has the intention to rebel, the king of Zhenxi will not allow him to be the first.

These things in the feudal palace of the Marquis of Changchun, how can they hide from the imperial court, but how can they hide from the prince, the king of Zhenxi allows Song Yang to toss, and even supports Song Yang to expand his strength, and the loyalty of the king of Zhenxi can be seen in the moon, which shows that making Song Yang strong will not be harmful to Nanli.

What's more, if Song Yang is really resentful, how can he take Feng Long to his home again. At best, there are 3,000 private troops in the fiefdom, and they can't set off too much wind and waves, so at best they are self-preservation.

In the final analysis, it was because Feng Long trusted King Zhenxi, and he didn't think that Song Yang wanted to rebel, but he didn't know anything about the situation in Fengyi before, and after he retreated, he suddenly realized that he didn't know so many things, and it was inevitable that he would be unhappy in his heart, and he could at least be happy when he said it.

After the topic was revealed, Song Yang and Feng Long chatted and laughed...... The town drinking banquet was as cheerful and lively as ever, the wine was strong, some people laughed and some sang, and it was not until late at night that everyone dispersed.

Song Yang has always been with Feng Long, and has been sending him to the quiet courtyard specially prepared for him in the Hou Mansion, Feng Long was very happy about this, and said with a smile: "I'm not the emperor anymore, I'm just a Qing guest in the Changchun Hou Mansion, I won't be polite myself, you don't have to be too careful, it's late, go back and rest quickly." ”

Song Yang smiled and said, "I have something to discuss with you." ”

Only then did the emperor know that Song Yang was not well-mannered. Feng Long smiled wryly, let people into the house, beckoned Li San to make tea for guests, and after sitting down, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Yang got straight to the point: "I want to ask you to be the emperor again......"

Feng Long was startled, and before Song Yang could continue, he interrupted: "No, the king of Zhenxi won't let me!" After speaking, Feng Long's eyes moved, and he suddenly realized: "Your father-in-law sent you to test me, right?" ”

When the king of Zhenxi entered Beijing, he had clearly said that 'if you support the young emperor, you will not allow Fenglong to regret it again', Fenglong is now when Song Yang comes to test it is not groundless, but what he said to Song Yang, simply donkey lips are not on the horse's mouth, Song Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You misunderstood." Listen to me first, that's right, there are 8,000 other strange soldiers in the mountains to obey orders, but there has to be an emperor......"

Feng Long originally wanted Song Yang to finish speaking, but when he heard 'there are eight thousand other strange soldiers', His Majesty the Emperor was inevitably taken aback again, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Eight thousand? Chang Chunhou, do you really want to rebel? ”

There are more than 2,000 private troops in the fiefdom, and Fenglong can still endure it, but another 8,000 people will come out of the deep mountains, making up the number of 10,000 people...... A vain marquis has an army of 10,000 people in his hands, and it is not a rabble but an elite warrior, how can Feng Long endure it.

Song Yang's face was full of helplessness, and he couldn't wait to take out the needle to seal the emperor's dumb hole, and he thought in his heart, completely subconsciously, as if he was a thief, and glanced at 'Li Er' who was also in the room, but he didn't expect Li Yifeng, who was usually cold and expressionless, to turn up the corners of his mouth, and sent a strange smile, as if to signal: Bear with it, he is like this.

Song Yang was patient, no longer bothered with Feng Long's interjections and interruptions, and sped up his speech to first tell the matter of the Hong Army Cicada Yaksha in the mountains, and finally said, "Understood? I want to ask you to be the emperor of the Great Hong Dynasty. ”

After speaking, Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and added: "If I really want to rebel, can I ask you to be Emperor Hong?" ”

Sure enough, Feng Long's anger and doubts all dissipated, he is the 'first emperor', Fuyuan's father, he is willing to give up the dragon chair to his son, and now he is indeed an idler, but there is no doubt that he is the most loyal person in Nanli who supports the young emperor, Song Yang invited him to be Emperor Hong, although it is just an empty shelf, but the importance of this position can be understood by anyone.

When his mind was clear, his brain was active, and when he spoke again, Feng Long finally asked the point: "Why are you looking for me?" ”

"If Emperor Hong really has a bloodline to stay, then this person will be instilled with the will to restore the country from an early age, learn the old history of the Hong Dynasty, understand the general trend of the world, whether it is etiquette or bearing, he will be cultivated from a young age, such a person... Not everyone can pretend to be it. I can't think of anyone better suited than you. Song Yang replied truthfully.

Feng Long asked again: "You are not afraid that I will take away your control of the army, and you are not afraid that in the future, the Cicada Yaksha will only listen to me, the holy decree of Emperor Hong, and ignore the orders of the 'secret envoy'." ”

"The Cicada Yaksha is an army, and what are we pulling them out of the mountains? Naturally, it was for the sake of war. Who are you going to use them to hit in the future? Either to help the king of Zhenxi fight Tubo, or to fight Dayan for me... Whether it is fighting Tubo or Dayan, whether it is to help the king of Zhenxi defend the border or to avenge myself, in the final analysis, this army is fighting for Nanli. ”

First, a series of self-questions and answers, followed by Song Yang after a pause, Rong Fenglong thought for a while, and continued: "Actually, there is no difference between the Cicada Yaksha and the Stone Guys, Shanxixiu, and Uighurs in the fiefdom, at first glance, they are all my private army, but I will not rebel... On the contrary, because of the first banyan and Xiaofu, I also have to help the king of Zhenxi to resist Tubo; Because of my personal vendetta, I will help Nanli deal with Dayan. My enemy and Nanli's enemy are fundamentally the same thing, so Chang Chun Hou is Nan Li's Chang Chun Hou, and Chang Chun Hou's private army is Nan Li's strange soldiers. ”

Maybe it was because he drank a lot of wine at dinner, Song Yang found that his words were a little far away, and he shook his head and laughed again: "I'm not afraid that you will take away my control of the Cicada Yasha, because it is the same whether you take it or not, they listen to your command to defend Nanli, they listen to my orders, and they still fight Tubo and Dayan, is there a difference?" What's more......" Speaking of this, Song Yang temporarily changed his mind and smiled: "What's more, that's all." ”

'What's more', Song Yang wanted to say, 'You and I cooperate to let the Cicada Yaksha see the sky again, it is a great thing for the country, the people, and you and me, but if you are in charge of a male army, it will be harmful to you'.

Not to mention anything else, the king of Zhenxi alone will never allow Feng Long to have a male army in his hands, not that Feng Long robbed the private army of the son-in-law of Hongbo Mansion, and the prince will be unwilling, but the king of Zhenxi has always had a concern, afraid that Feng Long will come back to compete with the young emperor for the throne after he regains his strength from 'discouragement'. If there is really that day, the prince will definitely use thunder to kill Feng Long to ensure the stability of Nanli. The lonely emperor is easy to control, and Feng Long, who has 8,000 strange soldiers in his hands, is difficult to master.

Song Yang originally wanted to use this sentence to point out Feng Long, but he felt that this matter was too cruel, so he swallowed the words back to his mouth, no matter whether Feng Long could think of this weight or not, Song Yang didn't want to say it.

Feng Long didn't bother to investigate this 'what's more', after thinking carefully for a while, a smile appeared on his face: "I studied Hong Shi carefully when I was a child, but after putting it down for a long time, it is inevitable that I can't remember it clearly, you quickly find me the historical records, and I will review and review it." ”

Song Yang replied with a smile: "You don't have to work too hard, the cicada Yasha has been held in the mountains for six hundred years, and they don't know what happened to Hong Taizu in the future......

"How's that going to work? They can not know, but I, the orphan of Emperor Hong, can't help but understand! Feng Longxu was in a hurry, his brain turned around, and the more he wanted to prepare, the more things he wanted to prepare: "Also, you have to find a few more gentlemen to make my inheritance genealogy for dozens of generations, and the life history and experience of the 'orphans' of Dahong in the past generations must be clear, especially the first two generations after the overthrow of Dahong, and the three or four generations closest to me, we must do it in detail." It's better to have a real person to check, by the way, these are not enough, what is indispensable is ......"

Pretending to be the bloodline of Emperor Hong, he thought about it for a while, but he had to think carefully, there were a lot of things to prepare in advance, and Song Yang only scratched his head and laughed at these details...... Ren Churong knew that Song Yang went to Feng Long to talk about Honghuang's orphans, and stayed in the lobby of the Hou Mansion to wait for news, but he didn't come back after a while, and he was bored waiting, almost when Song Yang said goodbye to Feng Long, she got up and went to chat with her sister, anyway, Song Yang had to go to Xiaofu when he came back, and he wouldn't miss it.

Chenghe came to the door of Ren Xiaoyu, through the window paper at first glance, the fire candle in the boudoir was extinguished, she also said that her sister was asleep, and she was about to turn around and leave, and suddenly found that there was actually a faint candle flickering in the house, but it was extremely vague, and it was difficult to detect it if she didn't look carefully, Ren Churong was smart, and she understood it after a little thought: her sister hadn't slept yet, just extinguished the fire candle in the house, but brought a lamp to the bed, and then put down the bed tent It was not easy to notice.

Ren Churong is usually steady and dignified, but the young woman, who doesn't have another elf and eccentric thoughts, especially when she was on the last little catch, she waved her hand to the accompanying maid and signaled everyone to retreat, and she gently pushed open the door...... Ren Xiaoyu left the door for Song Yang, so she didn't latch, she was doing something earth-shattering.

After returning from the town banquet, under the pretext of being sleepy, Ren Xiaozhu ran back to his new room in the Hou Mansion with a smoke, retired from the house, and closed the door...... Leaving only a lamp, she took it to the bed, and after dropping the bed curtain, a pair of small hands trembled slightly, and took out the spring palace map that Ye Feifei gave her, her heart was pounding, her expression was like a thief, her eyes were shining, and her cheeks were delicate, and she began to look through it secretly.

When I was halfway through it, my cheeks were so hot that they were about to catch fire, I didn't think that the voice of the third sister suddenly came from nearby: "Princess Xuanji, sneaky, what are you doing?" Immediately, the bed curtain was opened by Ren Churong.

Xiao Catch was shocked, for a time in a hurry, martial arts cultivation to the extreme, desperately put the book under the pillow hidden, but forgot that there was a candle on the bed, in a panic did not intend to knock it down, silk curtain brocade tent, silk quilt embroidered carpet are all flammable, so that the flames jumped up, fortunately Ren Churong although he is not familiar with martial arts, but his mind turns quickly, and people have the talent to change rapidly, and the action is very fast to get up a few cups of cold tea poured over, and the fire is stifled in the sound of Zizi.

The two sisters were frightened enough, their eyes widened one by one, and they looked at each other for a moment, but Ren Churong laughed first, and then patted his chest again, and muttered 'scared me to death', turned around and walked to the table and lit a candle again: "Xiaofu, are you okay?" ”

Ren Xiaozhu shook his head in a daze, got up and got out of bed and was about to say something, but Ren Churong suddenly giggled: "Ren Xiaoqi is a thief, what is hidden under the pillow?" As he spoke, he jumped on the bed and reached out to lift the pillow...... Ren Xiaoyu had the heart to take it, but she hadn't been able to fully come back to her senses, her reaction was a little slower, and she was confused by the third sister, and she had already gotten out of bed a little farther, and when she screamed in her mouth and screamed in a voice that she couldn't even understand, when she pounced, the Spring Palace booklet had been snatched by Ren Churong.

At this time, the door was pushed open again, and Song Yang returned. As expected by the smart county lord, Song Yang left Fenglong, first went to the lobby and didn't find Chenghe, so he came to Xiaozhu to take a look, but it happened that he would catch up with the two daughters-in-law messing around, Song Yang only felt funny: "What are you robbing?" ”

Ren Xiaozhu was about to go crazy, pointing at the third sister and saying to Song Yang: "She, she, she ......" After the three of her, Her Royal Highness the princess was empowered, and what is 'her', embarrassed, run! didn't dare to stay in the house at the moment, so he ran out of Song Yang's side. Fortunately, as soon as she came back, she was in a hurry to 'study', and she did not have loose clothes, and she is still neatly dressed.

Just looking at her sister's appearance, Chenghe was overjoyed, she hadn't seen what kind of book she had in her hand, and said to Song Yang: "This girl is sneaky, I don't know what ...... Yes! ”

Ren Churong finally saw the good book in his hand, as if he had grabbed a poisonous snake, threw away the booklet with a scream, angry, ashamed and anxious, and stammered: "She looks, I'm curious, no, I don't know......" Speaking of this, the county lord also enlightened, explain what, just learn from it, run!

(To be continued)