The rain kept falling, like a curtain hanging outside the window, and like thousands of silver threads, falling from the gentle wind.

There are fewer people on the streets of Zhulu City, but there are more umbrellas of all colors. Instead of flooding the city, the rain sang a hymn from heaven to him.

In a remote corner of Zhulu City, it is very quiet, quiet as if everything is asleep, which is in stark contrast to the bustling and lively center of Zhulu before. And in this quiet area, a richly decorated carriage passed by, and the sound of horses' hooves falling on the ground echoed in this deserted street, and did not disperse for a long time.

After a long time, the carriage stopped at a house.

The sound of the rain outside the carriage was endless, and the groom sitting in the carriage swept the rain on his clothes and watched the figures getting closer and closer to the people's homes. He glanced carefully at the man sitting behind the curtain, and when he saw that he was not moving, the groom sighed, his eyes full of sadness.

As the rain began to fall, the man who approached was holding a black umbrella and glancing at the groom in the pouring rain. The umbrella man smiled slightly, then turned his head to the carriage and said, "Lord Zhenguo has worked hard all the way, His Royal Highness King Yun has been waiting inside for a long time, so I look forward to seeing you for a long time." ”

"Oh, it's all because this is a rainy day, and His Royal Highness the Cloud King has been waiting for a long time. You quickly go back and talk to King Yun, and the old man will come right away. There was a deep voice from the carriage, and the man with the black umbrella replied simply, and then retreated into the rain.

"Do you really want to go, sir?" asked the groom in the carriage in a deep voice, his eyes full of sadness and the last glimmer of hope.

"Little four, it's not what it used to be. The person in the carriage replied, his tone was firm, so firm that it strangled the last straw of hope in the carriage, "Since he Huang Renhuai ignores the old love, why can't the old man fight with him!"

"But my lord, Your Majesty, he ......"

"Enough!"

Before the groom could finish his sentence, he was sharply interrupted by the men in the carriage. The heavy rain outside the carriage was still strong, and the people in the carriage finally moved. Lifting the curtain, the carriage held an umbrella in the rain, and entered the room with him, leaving only the old horse who did not know where to go in the rain and whose eyes were confused.

At the entrance, it is a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps are spread into a road. There are two or three small rooms above, one bright and two dark, and there are beds and chairs in them. There was a small door from the inner room, and out there was a backyard, and there were two small huts. A gap suddenly opens under the wall of the backyard, the clear spring is a faction, the ditch is only a few feet, poured into the wall, around the edge of the house to the front yard, circling under the bamboo.

Next to the bamboo, there is a pavilion, in the rain curtain of the sparkling stars, flickering bright and dark, like the starlight in a dream. Only ten steps in front of the pavilion, Qi Lin Zhenguogong, who was over half a hundred years old, stopped, and the horseman Xiaosi glanced at the sharp corners of the pavilion in front of him.

Outside the umbrella is a rainy world, and the people in the umbrella have their own thoughts.

After a while, maybe it was a sudden reminder or maybe it was intentional. Zhen Guogong and Namafu Xiaosi whispered a few words, and in the umbrella, they saw Xiaosi's eyes widen after listening. Then he hurried out of the house, ignoring the raindrops hitting him. Braving the rain through the small door, he borrowed an umbrella from the people in the house, and he rushed out of the house with an umbrella and cursed.

Sitting in the carriage, the carriage Xiaosi took a deep look at the vague house, sighed lightly, and then held his head high and drove the carriage away from the place of right and wrong.

Zhen Guogong, who was already in the small pavilion, heard the sound of horses outside the house that blended with the heavy rain, and he set his eyes on the gorgeously dressed and crowned King Chu Tianyun in front of him, the eighth prince Chu Tianlang.

"I used to hear my father talk about your youth, Lord Zhenguo, and Tianlang wanted to meet you very much since he was a child. Cloud King Chu Tianlang was the first to speak, he was humble and humble outside, and his eyes were indeed like jackals, tigers and leopards.

"His Royal Highness the King of Yun has praised falsely, Wu Moujie is a martial artist, and it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance. Zhen Guogong laughed, and the two met each other, like swords colliding, sparks flickered, and then they clicked to the end, and then they moved away after a glance.

"The matter of the prince of your country, I'm sorry, it's my Chutian who has derelict his duties. Don't worry, Lord Zhenguo, I, Chutian, will definitely give you an explanation. Chu Tianlang's face was sad, and his tone was also full of deep apology and firmness that could be engraved on the stone.

Zhen Guogong laughed at it, he is a martial artist Yes, as the saying goes, I have never eaten pork and seen a pig run, and most of his life has been spent in deception, he has also grown up to some extent, "Life and death have fate, His Royal Highness Huang Chuan has this fate, and he can't complain about Chutian." ”

Chu Tianlang had a surprised look in his eyes, and after thinking about it, his brows furrowed slightly, "It was premeditated to come to the Shen Mansion to leave the orphans." ”

"Why did Your Highness say this?" a hint of solemnity appeared on the old face of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Chu Tianlang smiled slightly, "Guogong can think about it, didn't the orphan of the Shen Mansion a few months ago go straight to the royal master Huang Youde, and now, he assassinated the prince of Qi Lin, is this unclear going to target you Qi Lin." ”

"Does Your Highness really think so?" Zhenguo Gong stroked the white beard that was blown by the wind, and his eyes hooked directly at Emperor Chu.

Outside the pavilion, the rain seemed to be heavier, and the sound of the whirring wind could be heard in the ears, blowing the curtains on the pavilion and the hearts of the people in the pavilion.

"Not so. Chu Tianlang replied with a smile on his face.

Zhen Guogong narrowed his eyes slightly, and sighed with the sound of the wind, "Your Highness, you are teasing the old man." ”

Chu Tianlang laughed loudly, and the laughter melted into the heavy rain and landed with the strong wind outside the pavilion. He stood up, his young face with a pair of eyes blazing, "What if I just treat you as a three-year-old?"

"Presumptuous. Zhenguo Gong glared at the prince of Chu Tian, and the strong aura on his body was released. Suddenly, the clothes and hair on the two of them danced together, and the invisible true yuan vortex condensed in the small pavilion, and the huge waves were mixed with a lot of rain, and the wind was cheering them at this time.

In the midst of the fierce wind and the huge waves of the True Yuan, Chu Tianlang had no choice but to squint, and he could only vaguely hear Zhen Guogong seem to drink again. Then there was a loud bang, and a series of human-high water columns appeared at the same time with the small pavilion as the center of the circle, and they converged at the sharp corners of the small pavilion, and then exploded again, startling a stall of water dew.

Chu Tianlang's pupils, who were half soaked, shrank, he took a deep breath, nodded, and showed excitement. Then he snapped his fingers in the storm, regardless of whether his clothes were wet or not, and how unbearable his face was at this time.

From far to near, a graceful maid appeared from the hazy water curtain with delicious wine and food. Like a fairy in a fairyland, she elegantly put down the dishes and wine, and then retreated with a lingering fragrance.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" Zhen Guogong glanced at Chu Tianlang and asked in a deep voice.

Chu Tianlang laughed, and let the rain-stained hair stick to his clothes. He poured a glass of wine, raised his glass and said to Zhenguogong: "Everything before was done by Chu as a last resort, and there are many offenses, please bear with me." ”

Zhen Guogong took a deep look at Chu Tianlang, retracted his gaze, and looked at the spring in the rain curtain outside. After a long time, he sighed, raised his wine glass and touched it with Chu Tianlang.

With a crisp sound, the two mouths of wine were swallowed, Zhen Guogong was still expressionless, and Chu Tianlang had a look of joy on his face.

Heavy raindrops ticked to the ground, splashing and making a light sound. After the wine and food were full, the prince of Qi Lin Town sighed: "The highest one is clear, and the most noble one is sorrowful." Your Highness, the old man met a man outside the city. ”

"Who?" Chu Tianlang asked casually.

Seeing his casual attitude, Zhenguo Gong couldn't help but sneer, "Yang Yang Da Zhao, the second prince Zhao is worry-free." ”

Chu Tianlang had just picked up a small dish and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a familiar and unfamiliar name from the Zhenguo Gazette. The hand holding the dish paused slightly in mid-air, put it down again between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and said to himself in confusion: "Zhao Wuwu is here to chase the deer, what is his intention to do this." ”

"No matter what he wants, this little city can attract him, the Great Dragon King, I'm afraid that this time is not just as simple as it seems. Zhen Guogong said.

Chu Tianlang frowned, he didn't like the words of this Zhenguo Gong before, he only hated him for sweeping his interest in eating vegetables, "I'm afraid he is in a hurry to ask Zhao Guojun for credit." It's no wonder that a prince is just a prince, no matter how high the civil and military are, he will not be able to get on the throne. Besides, who doesn't know the prestige of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Zhao today. ”

"What His Highness said is that the old man is only afraid that the orphan of the Shen Mansion is true. Seeing Chu Tianlang's clear attitude, Zhenguo Gong couldn't help but change his tone, and quickly changed the topic.

"The orphan of the Shen Mansion? Guogong is really getting older and more afraid. I thought that the Tianchi Shen Mansion, which was so strong that it could cover the sky with one hand, was overthrown and became infamous through the ages. Chu Tianlang laughed, and the chopsticks in his hand clamped the big fish that still had half a fish left on the table, "The fish in the ocean is a fish, and the fish in the stream is also a fish." The lives of the two are very different, but once they are picked out of the water, they do not end up in the same fate. The orphan of the Shen Mansion, a joke, what a joke. ”

Chu Tianlang put down his chopsticks, got up and stood in the pavilion with his hands in his hands. Looking at the outside of the pavilion, he said lightly: "I don't care if there is really such a thing as an orphan in the Shen Mansion, he Zhao Wuwu wants to take Zhulu City away from me." ”

When the words landed, he smiled again, and the laughter was like a nightmare in the night, which made people panic, "If there are really orphans in the Shen Mansion, isn't it a beautiful thing, you say yes, Lord Qi Lin Zhenguo." ”

There was a thunderclap outside the pavilion, a boom, lightning and thunder. The entire Zhulu City suddenly brightened, and then dimmed in a blink of an eye.

Shen Qingwen, who was on the tenth floor of Liuxian Tower, was also startled by the sound of thunder, he wanted to point his finger at Jiutian and scold this god for not opening his eyes, and taboo If he really has divine power, it would be a pity to kill himself with a thunderbolt.

He drank the tea on the table very generously, took a sip of weak tea into his throat, frowned, looked at the teacup in his hand, and touched the teapot on the table.

He thought to himself

This tea

It seems to be really cold