Xu Fengnian entered the carriage, and there were still only Xu Zhihu and Princess Jing'an. Xu Fengnian sat down cross-legged, leaning against the wall of the car, his brows furrowed.

Xu Zhihu was a little distressed, and reached out to wipe his brother's brows.

Xu Fengnian smiled, a little bitter.

The delicate situation in Beiliang has been clearly visible to the point that even Cao Changqing can see through it at a glance? Emperors, especially the successive emperors Taizu who founded the dynasty, a few of them have to withdraw their knives after killing people with knives, and stab their companions who were originally in charge of knives around them. But Bei Liang is not a dynasty after all, the territory is torn apart, and he lives in a corner, Xu Xiao is called the second emperor no matter how he is called, nominally he has to be respectful to the one in the capital, and you are allowed to slaughter the saber to go to the palace, it is the grace of heaven, it is to make the Bei Mang Zhi Dao Imperial Court will not be stupid enough to destroy the foundation of the millennium, and Xu Xiao is a good hero, but it is not the kind of cold lord who is a cunning rabbit and a dead lackey, and he will not be unkind and righteous when he treats the old generals of Beiliang, on the contrary, Xu Fengnian knows better than anyone else that Xu Xiao has been appeased and taken care of by the descendants of the old department to a large extent over the years, and the court seems to be tired of it, and the strength of the beating is just right, so as not to force you, the king with a different surname, to rebel, but it doesn't make you Xu Xiao really comfortable, Yan Jiexi, who betrayed Beiliang, is a typical example. Intentionally or unintentionally, the white-clothed Confucian Chen Zhibao monopolized the power and had his own team, even if it was not as exaggerated as the military general Ruyun and the scribe Ruyu, it was not too far away, and the statement that Chen Zhibao could defeat half of Western Chu was said by the emperor himself in front of Xu Xiao in the Baohe Hall and in front of the hundreds of civil and military officials in the palace before his death.

It is said that he remembers the name of each captain, as well as the advantages and disadvantages of their respective leading troops, the fighter is fleeting, but Chen Zhibao can always make the finishing touch to arrange the troops, the battle of the west fortress, the battle of the West Fortress, the battle lasted for three days and nights, Chen Zhibao did not sleep, the commander who raised the flag behind him rotated six batches of eighteen people, the military historian in charge of the recording process wrote off the hard and not less than ten branches, from beginning to end, Chen Zhibao wore a white coat and did not move at all, under his countless orders with extreme accuracy, he simply consumed and gnawed to the hundreds of thousands of young men after the most Lu in Western Chu, and it was rumored that he read the record today, read and read, the highlights are circled and painted innumerable, and the eight characters are written at the end of the volume: it is really fascinating, worthy of the war fairy. In the past two years, Xu Fengnian had to imagine that Chen Zhibao, who was dressed in white at that time, had promised the emperor to rush to southern Xinjiang, whether it would be easier for Beiliang, and Xu Xiao had never mentioned any topic about his righteous son Chen Zhibao over the years, although Xu Fengnian was His Royal Highness the prince, he didn't know what Xu Xiao really thought in his heart. To say that Xu Xiao kept Chen Zhibao as a whetstone, it is even less like the kind of imperial mental trick that slaughtered all the meritorious veterans to pave the way for his successor, after Chen Zhibao, the white-clothed war immortal, was already a big tail at the moment, he was really not afraid that Xu Fengnian would lose to Chen Zhibao, and his career of tying his head to the belt of his trousers for decades would end up losing completely? As long as Chen Zhibao looked at each other coldly in Beiliang for a day, how could Xu Fengnian really live regardless of it?

Xu Zhihu quietly looked at his thoughtful younger brother, and was shocked, "Then Cao Changqing's surname is Cao, and he can make the old sword god so nervous, could it be Cao Guanzi?"

Xu Fengnian, who came back to his senses, said helplessly: "Unfortunately, you said it." This person is the official who went to the palace to play hide and seek with the Korean cat when he was bored. ”

Princess Jing'an is not stupid, Jiang Ni's surname is Jiang, and she is obviously a servant, but when she gets along with His Royal Highness the Prince, how can she ever have the slightest consciousness of being a slave and a servant? Pei Nanwei sneered: "It's just a matter of hiding the princess of the dead country, and she was also approached by the old ministers of Western Chu, how can Your Highness explain to the capital? If this matter is known by the Jiangnan scholars, and it is exaggerated, which will arouse the anger of Long Yan, won't His Highness come with great momentum and go away in disgrace?"

Xu Fengnian's mood fell to the bottom, and he said angrily: "It's not your turn to steal the fun, this world is peaceful, your life will be more comfortable, this world is not peaceful, how good can you be, with your strength, you can be the princess of Jing'an Palace, Zhao Heng is really blind to his fiery eyes." plus a Zhao Xun who covets your body, the family is unlucky. This son of the world saved you in dire straits, and if you are not grateful to Dade, you dare to gloat here?

Pei Nanwei just sneered.

Xu Zhihu had a headache and said: "The old sword god in the tea room said the name of Cao Guanzi, with Xu Huipu's caution, he was destined to say that he would listen to it with a few old worshippers, and when the true identity of Cao Changqing and Jiang Ni was revealed, this matter was indeed tricky." ”

Xu Fengnian thought for a while and said with a smile: "Trouble is trouble, but it's not a big deal, those shrewd old kings in the Jiangnan Shizi Group, although they are not good at stubble and like to eat fish in troubled waters, they may not be willing to tear their faces with our Bei Liang, what is the benefit of taking over a mortal enmity with Xu Xiao?" The reckless man moves the knife, the literati move the mouth, the well water does not violate the river water, until the last resort, it will not be tragic to come to a pen and knife to cut each other, or not, I killed a few late scholars who are not in the climate, and now Cao Guanzi comes out to stir up the situation, so that he should send a handle to a few old masters, so that they can also balance their hearts, saving the old guy from feeling embarrassed, no accident, before I leave Yangchun City, someone will come to remind me, nothing more than ' Your Royal Highness, it's not right for you to kill someone, let's take your pony foot this time, but it doesn't matter, let's ignore the previous suspicions, just turn a blind eye, so Your Highness, are you more restrained, don't make a fuss, it's not good for everyone' This kind of boring tone, Ha Luha, sister, you talk about it, is this considered to repay grievances with virtue, celebrities and gentlemen?"

Xu Zhihu listened to his younger brother's old pedantic tone, nodded vigorously, and couldn't help but laugh.

Princess Jing'an muttered in disbelief: "State affairs are such a child's play?"

Xu Fengnian sneered: "Child's play? Where is this child's play, do you really think that the root of the wealthy lords of the world is the favor of the imperial court? You have to wag your tail and beg for mercy from the king? State affairs are state affairs, so they can be compared to family affairs? Is this really the case, for hundreds of years, those princesses of various countries who can't marry big clans, and princes who can't marry wealthy women, haven't all suffered humiliation in vain?"

Xu Fengnian's head knocked on the wall of the car, his fingers flicked his knee to embroider the winter, squinted and smiled: "It's only been twenty years now, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and then it may be difficult to say in the future, I have to say, Xu Xiao is really fierce, ten intertwined roots don't know that the emperor only recognizes the family, all the way to chop melons and vegetables, those emperors who died in the hands of Xu Xiao, maybe there will be one or two smart people who are still smiling even though they are dead." How could His Majesty our Emperor tolerate the presence of so many potholes and pits of the four clans of Luzhou in the courtyard of the mansion of Pingchuan? In fact, in the Spring and Autumn National War, the worst loss was Princess Pei, these families where you are above the top, today's scholars are shouting and scolding, and the reason why Xu Xiao is not afraid is that he has calculated the emperor's mind. I dare to kill people in Luzhou, the same reason, Princess Pei, otherwise let's make a bet, at the moment, Jiangnan Shiren is teaming up with the Guozi to impeach the prince of the world for ignoring the law of the country, let's bet on who will be beaten down by the emperor's majesty?"

Princess Jing'an nodded and said, "Okay! I don't believe that the Son of Heaven will not even give you a verbal punishment!"

Xu Fengnian struck while the iron was hot and said: "You can think about the bet." ”

Pei Nanwei was also resolute and said in a deep voice: "Okay." ”

Xu Zhihu doesn't mind this kind of petty fight, dealing with women, his younger brother is very good. She shifted her position, leaned on His Royal Highness the Prince, and asked, "Cao Changqing's martial arts are really as amazing as the world touts?"

Elder Xu Feng exhaled and laughed softly: "It's so powerful, it's so violent." ”

Xu Zhihu asked in a low voice, "What about ginger mud?"

Xu Fengnian did not speak.

He can make a bet with Pei Nanwei with confidence, and even hide his scheming in the betting link, that is, he is determined that the arrogant Princess Jing'an is not a shrewd businessman, once he loses to himself, the profit will be greater than the bet he said, but against Cao Guanzi, who can't beat and scold but can't calculate, he is really helpless, once the martial arts achievements reach the peak, he has the qualifications to stand out from the crowd. When Cao Changqing broke into the imperial city for the first time, he was like entering a no-man's land, and what he said was even more domineering: Zhu Zhao is his life's ambition, and Mo Xiao's Confucian ministers have pale sideburns. What about the remaining three households, I entered the palace like a corridor. For this kind of master who does not hesitate to lose his life like going mad, not to mention Xu Fengnian, almost no one can do anything, unless Qi Xuanjiao and the like land immortals are born, I am afraid that even Wang Xianzhi will not be able to stop what Cao Qingyi is desperately trying to do. On the pavilion against the enemy, it is not that Cao Changqing can defeat the old sword god steadily, but for Cao Qizhao, who has not forgotten Xichu in this life, the things that have been identified can be ignored by the immortals and Buddhas.

Do you want to put ginger puree?

Xu Fengnian did not give an answer when he arrived at the Lufu Freehand Garden. Cao Changqing did not enter the mansion, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to deliberately put pressure on His Royal Highness. Xu Fengnian somewhat understood the psychology of the two emperors of the dynasty, on the side of the couch, in Tai'an City, there was such a Confucian who appeared in front of him at some point, and there was an indescribable sense of suffocation. Cao Changqing entered Beijing three times and entered the palace three times, that is, he wanted to leave the Yang Dynasty's Zhao surnamed Tianzi Zhilu, the whole world is yours, but you may not be able to enjoy it with peace of mind. Throughout the afternoon, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who had a normal face, stayed in the freehand garden and chatted with the eldest sister Xu Zhihu, Xu Fengnian talked to her about the face of the white fox who climbed to the third floor, and talked about the Esoteric Female Dharma King who met by chance outside the city of Xiangfan, and the wooden sword Wenhua who met unexpectedly in the city and finally parted ways, not to mention the plum girl who grew up in the temple, and the Wang Dongxiang who talked about the girl and the big kui turtle on the Chunshen Lake, for the hardships of practicing the knife, but skipped in a few words.

At noon, after His Royal Highness the Prince left Baoguo Temple, the poor scholars and little beggars also stepped over the threshold, and the Zen room continued the debate of the king, the time and place were all on Yuan Honghu's side, this time it was indeed a real loss, Chen Liangxi, who studied hard in the cold window, was not discouraged, Yuan Jiangyan's title of the first in the Qing Dynasty Jiangzuo was well deserved, not to sell fame and reputation, Jiangnan scholars have three good, good prostitutes, good fame, good momentum. Those who have reached the pinnacle are probably Yuan Jiangyan and a few people who can stand side by side with Mr. Honghu's status. The presiding officer Yin Daolin is worthy of the nickname of the immovable monk, and he has been silent, but when Chen Liangxi got up to say goodbye, Yuan Jiangyan did not move, just nodded his head, and the respected elderly Jiangnan monk personally got up and sent him to the door. Of course, the little beggar couldn't enter the meditation room, and he kept standing at the door, still holding the empty watermelon in his hand, which was ridiculous. Walking out of Baoguo Temple, Chen Liangxi turned his head to look at the temple gate, with a vague look of disappointment, and said to himself: "The Tao is different, it's not what I want." ”

The little beggar asked softly with curiosity on his face, "What about that kind brother?"

Chen Liangxi touched her little head and said gently, "You should leave Baoguo Temple earlier than us." ”

The little beggar sighed, very disappointed.

Chen Liangxi bent down to help take the watermelon, and joked: "What's the matter, Xiao Dingdong, you like that big brother? Indeed, he is a hundred times better looking than Brother Chen." ”

The little beggar's little face was flushed, and she was so cute.

Chen Liangxi no longer makes fun of the little girl.

The little beggar grabbed the cuffs of the poor scholar, walked on the road, hesitated for a long time, mustered up the courage to raise his head and was about to speak, Chen Liangxi lowered his head and said softly: "Zhilu Dao Xiao Dingdong still likes Brother Chen the most, right?"

The little beggar smiled brightly.

Chen Liangxi looked up at the sky, his smile was intoxicating, and said: "In the future, if Brother Chen can step into the mud of history with one foot and leave footprints by luck, he must also let Xiao Dingdong accompany him." ”

Since ancient times, how many reckless heroes and heroes in troubled times, and how many of them have been able to leave a name in history? Even a few crosses have become an extravagant hope! This poor scholar who died as a scholar who was honest and upright, the so-called footprints, are obviously ambitious to leave a name in the official history, not a private compilation of wild history and barnyard history. Where does the little beggar know this, in her opinion, it may not be as affordable as having fried watermelon slices for dinner. She just thought that Brother Chen had said a good thing, and she was happy and bouncing, which was her rare carefreeness. Chen Liangxi also knew that the little girl couldn't understand it, so he said. Throwing away the teachings of the sage, Zhizhi, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country and leveling the world, don't care about the foundation of the inner saint and the business of the outer king, and don't even think about whether he has become a strange commodity to live in today's song and water. He just smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go to the stone slab outside the temple to draw a dragon for you and grandpa, the old rules, Brother Chen paints the dragon, and Xiao Dingdong comes to put the finishing touch." ”

The little beggar snorted heavily.

Xu Huipu stood at the gate of Baoguo Temple, looking at the poor backs of one big and one small who were gradually passing away, and was stunned. She can meet and intersect with the poor scholar Chen Liangxi, because of an encounter by the root spring of the temple outer wall, the little beggar went into the water to pick up money, was reprimanded by the monk in the temple, Chen Liangxi, who entered the temple to borrow the scenery to paint the peony, happened to pass by, and relieved the siege for the little beggar, Xu Huipu was in a good mood at the time, so that the Baoguo Temple did not stop the little girl from picking up the wishing money in the pool, and later accidentally found that Chen Liangxi actually painted the dragon privately, at first shocked by his boldness, and then shocked by his exquisite painting work, which can be called the handwriting of the king of heaven like divine help!

A picture of a python fighting dragon, the dragon above looms in the colorful condensed clouds, ink - dripping, the dragon has a long beard and a huge mouth, Lingyun drives the fog, the old man is terrifying, the big Jiao below is out of the water, the feet and claws are grabbing, the giant python pans the mountain, spit out the letter to the sky, at that time the picture has reached the end, Xu Huipu is really frightened by the bizarre and strange picture, Chen Liangxi was peeped into the secret, and there is no slightest panic, after the conversation, the conversation is very happy, for Chen Liangxi is extremely appreciative, only this person is too sharp edges and corners, Xu Huipu knows that only his father can be tamed by these first-class celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River, so he saved the meaning of Xu Xu Tuzhi, the original intention is that Chen Liangxi will be sharpened by life for a few yearsIn the future, Chen Liangxi will naturally be grateful to the Xu family for giving Yunyu, so that it can really be used by the family, but after the appearance of His Royal Highness the Prince of the Prince, everything was messed up, the black smoke miasma, and her years of layout were ruined!

Now Chen Liangxi, who monopolizes the limelight of Qushui Liu, has already taken off, and soon his reputation will spread all over Jiangnan Province, and if the Xu family wants to solicit again, one must be blatantly carried out, and the other is destined to spend several times more than the original, how can Xu Huipu not be angry with His Royal Highness the prince? The bigger secret is that if it weren't for Lu Baijie's appearance, she would almost be so downtrodden that she wanted to warm the quilt for this unscrupulous son, Xu Huipu devoted herself to cultivation, and naturally regarded it as a great shame.

Seeing Yuan Jiangyan in Fangcai Temple, the eyes of this long-famous big man were dull and gloomy, which made Xu Hui even more creepy.

A celebrity who can say that "a monk is not like a lackey, it is like a hawk, and if he is hungry, he will be fed away", he is not only a moral Confucian who can only talk about wonderful theories!

Xu Huipu sighed, disheartened.

She walked out of Baoguo Temple alone, squinted her eyes, slowly walked to the root of the wall, and said with a sad face: "Cao Changqing? What does it have to do with me? I just haven't heard of it!"

As everyone knows, Xu Daogu was so angry this time that she wanted His Royal Highness the Prince to lose the bet, which could be regarded as indirect revenge.

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