In winter, the fog is heavy and the frost is cold.

At the end of November, all creatures in Huaibei had already been killed, and the withered yellow grass was stained with a little moisture unique to the early morning, and shivered heavily when the cold wind blew; The ground has long been frozen, and the soft soil makes a "creaking" and "creaking" cracking sound when stepped on it; Because of the proximity to the river, the thick fog on the river spread and permeated the entire land, returning the unawakened land to a silence.

In this silence, the sound of horses' hooves in the distance came from nowhere, breaking through the white mist little by little. The thick bloody aura also came through, and people's hearts beat with the sound.

The whole quiet world came alive at this sound, and the people who had been ready for it immediately began to act. The not wide post road was sprinkled with loess water, and incense tables were set up on both sides of the road, on which were placed very simple things, namely several pots of muddy wine brewed by the farmer, a few boiled pork legs, and a liter of brown rice made of dry rice. Everyone was silent, patiently waiting for the arrival of the Man in the Mist.

The fog gradually dissipated in the sound of the horses' hooves, and the sound of hooves became dull. After a night of wild running, even Fu Jian's extraordinary "Hua Xiao" couldn't stand it, and after smelling the fragrance of forage beans, he involuntarily stopped his pace, and then slowly followed the fragrance and walked briskly.

"Your Majesty!" Dozens of gray-haired elders knelt on both sides of the road, each eager to bury their heads deep in the dust, and none dared to raise their heads to look at the middle-aged man who was leading the horse.

This man's figure is not necessarily very majestic, but no matter who looks like a mountain stands in front of him, people unconsciously make themselves three points shorter.

He wore a pair of high-waisted rhino leather boots on his feet, and the tops of the boots were stained with mud; The bottom of the gold wire is lined with fine luo, and the knee pads made of gold have a piece on the top and bottom that can be moved; The entire upper body is encased in chain mail made of gold, and the armor is so fine that it can only pass through a single piece of silk; He didn't wear a helmet, but he held it in his hand.

The helmet has a black lacquer with a sable fur helmet trimmed with it. The roof is made of gold and is stacked in three layers. The bottom layer is a hollow hemispherical shape, with wide edges, decorated with lotus, ruyi, curly grass, beads and other patterns; The second layer is a hollow ball, and the four dragons are intertwined with each other; Further up is four pieces of Ruyi cloud head stands up a round line of golden pillars, two golden dragons meander up opposite, with the mouth to hold up the lotus gold seat, embedded with a Shuo ** shaped east pearl, the color is soft, crystal clear.

"I bet the quality of this helmet is definitely more than just a golden plot!" Lao Ba, who was hidden in the mist, muttered in his mouth as he walked out. As a martial artist, such a helmet that exudes anger from top to bottom is simply the dream in his heart.

"Shut up!" The cold Mai Linglong finally couldn't stand the ubiquitous nagging of the old eight, and said angrily. When Fu Jian just picked up the wine and food on the table to enjoy, Lao Ba had already analyzed the level of his whole body equipment, even including the fine skirt under the armor - this is a more elegant statement, in fact, it is underwear. He bet that the quality of this equipment is at least golden plot, and it has the posture to take it off and put it on himself.

"It's just that you have set up an ambush here!" Fu Jian didn't look at the two of them, and the old man of the Di tribe who was kneeling on the ground didn't pay attention to him, he picked up the brown rice in the bamboo basket with one hand, grabbed it directly in his mouth with his big hand that was still stained with dirt and blood, and devoured it in a big gulp.

"Your Majesty, go away!" The white-haired old men of the Di tribe were shocked when they heard this, and they all walked a few steps on their knees to block between Fu Jian and Lao Bamai Linglong, and several of them rushed towards the two of them violently, even if their rank was only gray, not even the lowest level of plot characters, without any strength, only courage.

"Noise!" Fu Jian drank softly, and all of them collapsed to the ground. Children of Destiny, the power of epic historical figures is not something these little people can bear, no matter how loyal they are, in the eyes of their emperor, they are just ants living in the dirt after all.

"Bang Bang!" After a burst of clear applause, from the other direction, Zhao Gao, dressed in a Confucian robe, slowly walked out and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, you are indeed a benevolent lord!" ”

He had already seen that although Fu Jian didn't seem to care about the lives of these old people at all, he saved them with practical actions. This alone gave him another chance of winning.

The chances of murdering an epic in history are already remarkable, and they are definitely worthy of this arrangement.

"So you are the leader of them." Fu Jian picked up the pig's trotters in one hand, and the fat pork was full of greasy oil flowers all over the ground. None of these pigs had been gelding, and they were boiled in white water, and the smell of fish went straight to the mouth and nose. Fu Jian didn't seem to mind, and chewed it heavily.

It wasn't until he spit out a few pig bones that he took a breath and said in a very heroic tone: "I've heard your name, well, when you were young, you were able to kill warriors as strong as Xianbei Iron Cavalry, and you once held the Sima clan in danger, and you are even more famous overseas. Heroes like you, why don't you join my account and share in the glory of heaven and earth? ”

is worthy of being the first Ming Jun in the five hus, seeing Zhao Gao, who was carefully arranged and preparing to murder him, the first time he was not angry but happy to see the hunt, and he also had the heart to solicit.

"Your Majesty is naturally a hero in the world, but the minister is not Wang Jingluo, and he has no heart to serve foreign people." Zhao Gao replied lightly. An important part of his Trailblazer title is "loyalty", and once this is broken and "cunning" prevails, then he will be difficult to mix in the rest of the story.

What's more, his title of "loyal man" is jointly endorsed by the epic historical figure Yue Fei and the A-level historical figure Zhang Xun, coupled with the righteous image of loyal ministers established by Wen Tianxiang's "Righteous Song", which makes him take advantage of many plot worlds.

"Petropolitan! In this regard, you are not as good as my current Zhuge in the world! Fu Jian ate all the pork legs, and drank the trickle of wine without any left, before he said disdainfully, "The world is not the world of one family, nor is it the world of one person and one surname." Since I ascended the throne, the Xiongnu, Qian, Qiang, Xianbei, etc. have all been subdued, and the Han people can also treat them well. If I have such a mind, how can I not be the master of the world? ”

I never expected Fu Jian to say this, and Zhao Gaoji became unparalleled, and he was speechless in the face of the facts.

From the perspective of his ability to govern the world, Fu Jian is obviously the most suitable person to become an emperor at this time, far from being comparable to others. Sima Yao, the emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty at this time, can be said to be the best among the eleven emperors of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but he could not coordinate the contradictions between the Huan clan and the Xie clan before the Battle of Weishui, and after the Battle of Huaishui, he quickly took away the military power of the Xie clan so that he could not expand the territory of the Northern Expedition, and missed the opportunity to recover the northern land in vain. In terms of open-mindedness, it is far from Fu Jian.

"But you can stick to your heart, but you are also admirable, you get out of the way, I don't want to be stained with the blood of loyal ministers and martyrs." Fu Jian put the hat and helmet in his hand back on, picked up the "Hua Xiao" who was eating grass on the side, and waved his hand casually, wanting to leave from here.

"Your Majesty treats people with kindness, but people may not repay them with their hearts." Of course, Zhao Gao would not let him go. He painstakingly arranged all this, just to keep Fu Jian here permanently, but just by looking at him, he knew that no matter how many means he prepared, Fu Jian was leaving at this time, and it was not something he could keep at all, so he had to use words to provoke him.

"Your Majesty, you have spared countless enemies in your life, but what about their final choice?" Zhao Gaozhizhu, who had already studied history deeply, then said, "In this defeat, His Majesty's favored general Zhu Xuli should cooperate with the outside world, so that the Qin army can collapse without a fight, this is one; Murong Chui, who had been spared the death penalty several times, urged His Majesty to go on an expedition, only in this way could he have a chance to recover Murong Xianbei's Yan Kingdom, which was two; Lu Guangshi was entrusted with an important task by the emperor, and at this time he went to the Western Regions to build the Liang State and called the lord of the country, which is three; The rest are like Yao Chang, begging Guoren, and Murong Chong's generation, all of whom are not favored by His Majesty, but they are all waiting to rise one by one. Although His Majesty is in charge of Qin, he doesn't know that at this time, he is already torn apart, and the family clan cannot be preserved? ”

The so-called beating people without slapping the face, Zhao Gao hit Fu Jian's sore spot this time, making his expression gradually become hideous and terrifying, and he had just put on the hand of the war horse, and he also found that the body of this divine horse that he had always loved was hanging down softly without any force.

"The minister does not dare to be disrespectful to His Majesty, and the food of His Majesty is made by the elders of the Di clan himself. It's just that the forage used by this horse was made by the minister in vain, and the residue of Wushisan was added. Zhao Gao said as he concentrated and was on guard. Fu Jian's level of Gundam historical epic, ordinary poison could not have any effect at all, since the history books recorded "single riding", so he hit the idea on the horse's body, and sure enough, he succeeded in one blow, which gave the chance of winning another half a point.

Seeing his beloved Shenjun who had accompanied him for several years weakly opening and closing his mouth, Fu Jian, who had barely kept his calm, finally became angry, gently put the horse's head on the ground, turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "You are looking for death!" ”