Chapter 43: The East China Sea Banquet
"Huh! Be careful! Fusu once again held on to the young master's life.
Xiao Meng saw it in her eyes, her eyes glared indifferently, obviously angry.
Fusu used the way that the Huns carried the woman on the horse and dismounted, and asked the young secretary to go to bed to rest.
"Huh?" Fusu found that the bed was exceptionally clean, not only was it not as dusty as the rest of the house, but even the quilt was new.
"Cut, something is wrong with this Confucian master!" Fusu carefully put down the young master's order.
"You have a good rest for the time being, and tomorrow I will take you back to the mirage."
After Fusu explained, he walked to Xiaomeng's side.
"Are you alright? Xiaomeng, do you want to help? ”
Fusu just stretched out his hand, wanting to help Xiaomeng, who was weak at this time.
"You go and help Xiao Nizi of the Yin and Yang family." Xiaomeng angrily opened Fusu's hand, and Lianbu walked towards the door lightly.
Fusu saw Xiaomeng's angry face, and sighed in his heart.
"A person who thinks he is above the world turns out to have a temper like a child."
Fusu charged his strength in the palm of his hand, and suddenly a chapter pushed towards Xiaomeng's back.
"You..." Xiaomeng was ashamed, wanted to say something, but held back.
"Don't move, your internal strength is too much, I can help you recover quickly and cooperate with me." Fusu transmitted his internal force to Xiaomeng and healed her injuries.
Xiaomeng resisted at first, but considering that he had indeed consumed too much internal force in the trap of the Thousand Spider Dreams, he gladly accepted Fusu's internal strength.
She knew that Fusu was apologizing to her by transmitting a part of the internal force to her.
The transmission power was given to Xiaomeng for a while, and Fusu put away the palm attached to Xiaomeng's strength suit and took a deep breath.
"Whew-"
Xiao Meng saw that Fusu was done so quickly, and snorted coldly.
"And that's the end? It's stingy. ”
Fu Su listened and said with a wry smile: "Xiaomeng, tomorrow I will go to the mirage, that opponent is the supreme leader of the Yin and Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, in the face of such an opponent, where do I dare to transmit too much internal force to you, I hope you can understand." ”
Speaking of going to the mirage, Xiaomeng asked curiously.
"Tomorrow in the mirage, who are you going to take with you?"
Fu Su walked out of the room and told Xiaomeng: "Yan Lu, Wei Zhuang, Shao Si Ming, you." ”
Xiaomeng also walked out with Fusu's footsteps, but it was Fusu who closed the door with internal force and let Shao Si Ming have a good rest.
"You just bring four people, Shao Si Ming is still from the enemy camp, you are not afraid that you will be left in the mirage forever and will not be able to get down." Xiaomeng raised her eyes slightly and stared at Fusu.
She has seen many courageous people, but in a high position, and such a courageous person, Fusu is the first person in her heart.
In Xiaomeng's opinion, if Fusu really only took three people who were willing to protect him to the mirage, he would not be the opponent of the Yin and Yang family and the public loser at all, and the mirage would be tantamount to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger.
"What's the use of being afraid?" Fusu chuckled: "This is a bureau, Donghuang Taiyi has calculated that I will go to this East China Sea banquet." ”
The East China Sea Banquet, in essence, is similar to the Hongmen Banquet, both of which hide murderous intentions.
But the difference here is that Liu Bang in history did not have a choice, and Fusu's choice was held in the palm of his hand.
Along the way, Fusu chatted with Xiaomeng for many days, and many of them were irrelevant.
It's just that these inconsequential words came from Fusu's mouth, which made Xiaomeng feel that Fusu's mentality as a person was really good, and even she, the head of the Taoist Tianzong who had cultivated herself in Miaotai Mountain all the year round, couldn't compare.
In Xiaomeng's eyes, Fusu is the one who looks down on life and death, is not sad or happy, and is detached from the world, but he is not.
In the mountains behind Xiaoshengxian Village, Weizhuang persuaded Zhang Liang to work for Fusu, thus taking over the quicksand again.
The four people who created the quicksand are Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, children, and Zhang Liang, but for some reasons, only Wei Zhuang still adheres to the path he chose at the beginning.
Now, Wei Zhuang has decided to go to the mirage with Fusu to find the mystery of Han Fei's death, and at the same time want to regain the Korean inheritance treasure box from the Yin and Yang family.
What he can't let go of is the quicksand organization that he has worked so hard to build.
And if you want the quicksand organization to survive and no longer take on business, you must find a way to find a big tree to rely on and feed the organization.
Wei Zhuang set his sights on the empire, he first borrowed the Moyu Qilin for Fusu, and then assisted the shadow guard to besiege and kill Zhao Gao, these two people are in love, and Fusu has no reason not to accept his quicksand organization.
However, the weather of the empire will change as Fusu ascends the mirage, and perhaps soon, the entire empire will be clouded.
Both Fusu and Weizhuang believed that Zhang Liang, who was strategizing, could lead the quicksand and contribute to the empire when it was needed.
Fusu laid everything out and began to wait for the morning when the sun would rise tomorrow.
......
The night in the Little Sage Village is beautiful.
There is a sea breeze blowing, and the moon rises on the sea, which is very pleasant.
Fusu stood at the top of the library tower and looked out at the sea.
On the surface of the sea, there is a faint yellowish halo, which is where the mirage rests.
"Fusu, don't you want to rest?" A slightly cold voice came.
Fusu didn't have to look back, and he knew that the person who came was Xiaomeng.
In this situation, what did Xiaomeng do?
Fusu's eyes were still looking at the wish, and he replied lightly: "I'm thinking, once I go to the mirage, I'm afraid this empire will be turbulent. ”
"Are you worried that Li Si can't keep the Xianyang regime for you?" Xiaomeng said what Fusu was thinking.
Fusu nodded slightly.
"Yes, I think Li Si is old, in fact, let him take charge of Xianyang on my behalf, just to protect him, but, unexpectedly, there has been a change in Dongjun, the mirage has gone to sea, and I have to go to the appointment."
Hearing this, Xiaomeng stepped forward and swept Fusu with a respectful gaze.
"Actually, if you don't go to the Mirage Covenant, the empire is in your hands, as stable as Mount Tai."
"Is it worth it to kill one Hu Hai for one, for such a big risk?"
Xiaomeng had the heart to persuade Fusu to change his mind, in Xiaomeng's opinion, Fusu didn't even bring the six sword slaves who could compete with the Guigu Valley, such an act was undoubtedly a sheep's mouth.
Listening to Xiaomeng's meaning, Fusu knew that she had not been able to understand the true meaning of his appointment.
Fusu explained: "I want to spread the seeds of Chinese civilization further, and the Yin-Yang family and Hu Hai are like wisdom teeth in my mouth, and whenever they eat the fertile land, they will make me have a toothache. ”
Fusu made an analogy, who knew that Meng Yanran smiled.
"Are you in pain?"
When Fusu heard this, his face was black, this little girl was deliberately looking for an opportunity to scold him.
Seeing that Fusu didn't answer, Xiaomeng also quieted down for the time being, followed Fusu's gaze, and looked into the distance together.
After a long time, Xiaomeng suddenly asked.
"Why did you arrange for Zhang Han to go to Pei County to find a person named Xiao He?"
"Because I want to build an ace sailor." Fusu replied.
"How does Xiao know how to build an ace sailor?" Xiaomeng asked.
Fusu shook his head slightly.
"Xiao He doesn't understand."
"And you're still looking for him?"
"He doesn't know how to build an ace sailor, but he can find someone for me to build an ace sailor." Fusu told Xiaomeng the reason why he arranged for Zhang Han to find Xiao He.
Fusu knew that as an emperor, he would be tired to death.
As long as you find the right people to do the right things, it is the best way to do the art of the emperor.
"Almost all of your people have arrangements, except for the Six Sword Slaves." Xiaomeng suddenly thought that these six first-class killers were not arranged by Fusu, and he was slightly curious at the moment.