It was late at night when Nangong returned home, and the problems left by Emperor Shennong did not need him to answer.

He wasn't interested in answering either.

What he was interested in was the woman who loved to eat rice balls in the house and her sword.

At this moment, what interested him even more was the man in front of him.

Of course he doesn't like men, but this man makes him like them.

This is a tall, thin man, with a knife-like face, but as if he were an easy-going person.

He sat at the door of the General's Mansion and sharpened his knife.

A push, a send, a two-foot-long pitch-black short knife, seemed to be swallowed by the night.

Or, it was the knife that devoured the light.

"The last time I saw you, you were sharpening your knives. Nangong said.

"This knife is not sharpened well. The man said.

"Then why do you still grind?" Nangong said.

"If you can't grind it now, it will always be polished in the future. ”

Nangong approached him and examined the knife carefully.

It's an ordinary knife, but it looks like it's broken. It's pitch black, and there's no blade.

"Why is this knife only half cut?" Nangong said.

"I didn't expect you to be such a curious person?"

"I didn't expect you to be here. ”

"Isn't that great? What's the fun in life if it's always expected? ”

If life is always expected, then what's the fun? Nangong repeated this sentence in his heart, and felt that what he said was very right and could not be refuted.

He took this sentence to heart, and then said: "There are quite a few people in this country who want to kill you. ”

"There are more people in this world who want to kill me. ”

Nangong suddenly found that this young man in his early twenties seemed to have a lot of unhappy pasts. Otherwise, how could he have said such desperate words as a joke.

When the man saw that he did not speak, he took the initiative to ask, "Do you know this knife?"

"I don't know. "It's not a mockery, Nangong really doesn't know it. He knew only the sword, and only one sword.

The man said, "This is the black broken knife that killed Fu Yuxue in the past." ”

Nangong said, "I don't know. ”

The man said, "Indeed, you must not know that in this world, he has been gone for twenty-two years, and twenty-two years is enough time for people to forget so many things, and many more people." ”

Nangong said: "But for some people, some people can never forget. ”

The man said, "It sounds like you're somebody." ”

Nangong said: "It sounds like you have some people too. ”

The man said, "It's not some, it's just a man's ear." ”

Nangong said: "Is this Fu Yuxue?"

The man said, "It's this Fu Yuxue, he is my father." ”

Nangong said: "He left this knife for you. ”

The man said, "What have some left for you?"

"A sword. Nangong said, "And a woman." ”

said that Bai Liyao and Zhang Xufeng were martial arts and literature, and they often quarreled in the court because of political discord. But in private, it's a cross-border relationship.

In the past, a group of veterans fought the world with Shennong, and Bai Liyao saved Zhang Xufeng in danger many times, and Zhang Xufeng's clever calculations often made Bai Liyao victorious.

That year, there was a thrilling and vicious battle, and Zhang Xufeng was exhausted, and Bai Liyao was able to find a glimmer of life at the last moment. When he returned to the camp with his division, he saw that Zhang Xufeng, who was overworked, was sick and dying in bed, and Bai Liyao, who was almost confused, actually cried out like a child, and shouted, "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, don't die!"

And the tormented man on the side, who had grown from a teenager to a young man, but still laughed cynically like a fool, shouted: "White puppy, what are you shouting?" You forgot what you Lao Tzu and I do, if you want to die, you have to ask Lao Tzu first. If Lao Tzu doesn't die, don't even think about dying any of you. ”

Zhang Bai and the others always remember the words of the young man clearly. That endearing and naughty young man relied on these unscrupulous nonsense to deceive a group of brave and loyal people, and he was born and died.

But now, he says he's going to die.

This young man, even if he dies, he has to die a playful death. But those loyal generals who always pampered and cooperated with his jokes, or those who could be called elders, this time, they couldn't laugh anyway.

The emperor's industry is a success, the military generals like majesty, but the civil servants know that the merit is high and easy to shake the master, Zhang Xufeng has lived a very low-key life over the years.

is low-key, and when you go home, you have to take Bai Liyao's carriage.

"The emperor has relied on this medical skill for most of the world, how can he be trapped in a stubborn disease?" Bai Liyao and Zhang Xufeng sat opposite each other, the carriage was shaky, but he was as steady as Mount Tai.

"As the saying goes, a doctor treats people, but he can't heal himself, my emperor is bumpy, he has lost his lover, and he doesn't think about tea and dinner for ten years. If you are a bystander, you will follow the crane and ride the wind to the west. Fortunately, God blessed, the art of the Holy Monarch, a body of cultivation, has been listed as an immortal, and has survived for a few years. ”

"Alas...... I don't know what you're talking about, but ...... Alas......"

Between the two, the head of the ox is not in the horse's mouth, the chicken and the duck talk all the way, bid farewell to Zhang Xufeng, and finally return to the general's mansion.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Bai Liyao got off the car resolutely, but saw Nangong and a young man standing at the door talking and laughing, blocking the entry and exit of the family, and the flow of people had to go around the small door.

"Nangong!" Bai Liyao shouted.

Although Nangong acted a little perversely, he had great respect for this adoptive father, and said, "Father." ”

Bai Liyao nodded, stepped forward, and Nangong had already retreated sideways. But the other young man still stood in front of the door, as if thoughtful and unmoved.

"What, the God of War of Jialou wants to break into my Great Zhou General's Mansion single-handedly?" Bai Liyao didn't look at him, nor did he feel any surprise that he appeared here at this time.

The person who came was Fu Yu, the god of war in Jialou, who had been missing for more than two months, and no one would have thought that he left the God of War Temple in order to find his only defeat on the battlefield.

Fu Yu wants to hide his traces, naturally no one knows, but since he has appeared, how can he not know his whereabouts in the capital with eyeliners.

Fu Yuwen said: "No." ”

"It's not that you don't dare, it's not that you can't, but you won't?" Bai Liyao finally turned his head to face Fu Yu, he didn't look down on Fu Yu, or had any prejudice against him, and even such a terrifying person in the future was very angry with him.

It's just that the Great Zhou at this moment is about to come to the moment when the government and the opposition are changing stormy, and in the face of the highest combat power of the enemy country, he can't afford to pity his talents.

This superficial dismount couldn't be frightened, and he had to go down.

This is the momentum that the empire must have.

"I came to have a drink with friends. Fu Yu still didn't change his face and looked at each other calmly.

Bai Liyao asked Nangong, "Your friend?"

Nangong spread his hands helplessly and said, "Sort of." ”

"Come back early. After that, Bai Liyao strode into the General's Mansion, and let this big Zhou Tianzi trouble swagger at the door of his General's Mansion and let it come and go.

The accompanying escorts exchanged glances, each running in different directions......

Fu Yu looked at Bai Liyao's back, his expression was a little envious, and sighed: "It's so good......"

Nangong didn't know what to do, and said, "What's really good?"

Fu Yu said: "When he called your name, although he was stern, he revealed smugness. I want my father to be proud of me too. ”

Nangong smiled: "It seems that this past is unavoidable." Come, let's go in and talk. ”

"What Bai Liyao said was 'come back early'. Fu Yu laughed at himself, he was used to the pain of being unpopular, "This general's mansion is magnificent. ”

Nangong raised his eyes and said calmly: "It is said to be the prince's mansion of the previous dynasty." ”

Fu Yu said: "In Jialou, I also have such a residence. Lived in it for eight years and never wanted to go in again. ”

"Haha. Nangong said, "Although you and I fight for life and death on the battlefield, but now that you are a guest from afar, I always have to entertain you, otherwise you go back and say that General Nangong is not considerate, won't you lose my face in Da Zhou." ”

Fu Yu asked rhetorically: "You Da Zhou cares about face very much?"

Nangong said: "In our Great Zhou, everyone cares about face, but there is a raunchy king who never cares about face. ”

Fu Yu said: "The same is true for Jialou, for the sake of face, you can kill people or eat people." But the Emperor Jialou is a person who can kneel down for the shamelessness of the people in the world. ”

Nangong didn't know this history, in fact, he never cared about other people's business: "Oh, who did he kneel." ”

"Me. ”

Nangong was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Turn your hands into clouds, and cover your hands for rain." Fu Yu, the god of war in Jialou, is worth kneeling in. ”

Fu Yu said: "It's not worth it. When he knelt on me, I was just a child, and at that time, I was still called Fu Honglei. ”

Nangong had a hunch that this was a long story, so he didn't rush to inquire, but said: "I know that there is a restaurant in Beijing, and the bamboo leaves there are very good. ”

Fu Yu smiled bitterly: "You said it was good, it must be good." But I don't drink. My father left on the day he drank and never returned. I didn't dare to drink, for fear that when I woke up, I would be the only one left. ”

Nangong smiled and said, "Are you afraid of loneliness?"

Fu Yu said: "I'm used to being lonely, and I'm afraid of despair. ”

Nangong suddenly remembered something and said, "I also know that the dumplings in a shop are delicious." ”

Fu Yu smiled: "Okay." ”

The two of them were equipped with peerless martial arts, and their feet did not fall into the horses, and they walked three or five steps in parallel, and they came to a shop in the west of the city.

At the same time as they left the General's Mansion, Zhang Xufeng also happened to see the young General Wei, who was in the limelight, and his eldest grandson Zhang Chuxin, leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion with a smile.

It was late at night, and although there was no curfew, there were few people on the streets.

Kyoto in the Great Zhou Dynasty has not yet formed the spirit of a country's capital.

The two came to a shop that did not close and sat down, Nangong deliberately moved the seat, and the sound of friction woke up the dozing Xiao Er, but it did not bring out the anger that disturbed Chunmeng in the slightest, and reached out to wipe it on his face, and then changed into a smiling face to greet him.

"Shopkeeper, let's have two bowls of rice balls. Nangong greeted.

"Guest, what do you want?"

Nangong almost never eats glutinous rice balls, and once, when he couldn't eat enough, he had no choice. Later, he was a martial artist and did not eat sweets. Because that's the food that makes you weak.

So he searched in his memory and finally remembered a taste: "red bean." ”

Xiao Er was stunned, looking a little embarrassed, but Fu Yu smiled and said, "Sesame is fine." ”

Nangong was puzzled and asked, "I said something wrong?"

Fu Yu said: "There are no red beans this season. ”

Nangong asked again, "Isn't it in the same season?"

"Similar but not the same. After speaking, he seemed to be afraid that he would not understand, and added, "Just like me and you." ”

Nangong became interested and asked, "Where are I close and different from you?"

"We're all woods, and we don't like to kill. ”

Nangong smiled, he was right, this is also the reason why he likes him: "What about the difference?"

Fu Yu said: "The kings we serve are different, so our lives will be different. The emperor of Garu was a good emperor. ”

Nangong said: "The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a complete faint monarch. ”

Two bowls of rice balls were served, and when Xiao Er heard Nangong's words, he hurriedly covered his ears and ran away.

Fu Yu said: "The Shennong Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is also a good emperor, and he is a good emperor once in a lifetime. ”

Nangong said: "A good emperor who doesn't go to court?"

Fu Yu said: "So he is a good emperor once in a lifetime." He doesn't need to go to the court, he doesn't need to be conscientious and conscientious, but the ministers are loyal and solve problems for him. He is not so much an emperor as a symbol. The eight countries of the world have their own symbols, the unparalleled warriors of Mofu, the Bodhisattva of Freedom in the Night, and the God of War Fu Yu of Jialou are all the patterns set by Lu Zhengli, the six sword gods a hundred years ago. Only you, Da Zhou, can do without this sword god luck, and do not need the symbol of the protectorate of the Shura Empire, but maintain it with the loyalty of the courtiers to the emperor. With him, the government will be stable. Without him, the world of Da Zhou will be in chaos. ”

Speaking of his name, Fu Yu was calm and calm, as if he was telling a story in the drama and had nothing to do with him. Nangong suddenly remembered what Zhang Xufeng said at today's court meeting, it turned out that the problem that Emperor Shennong said was referring to this.

Fu Yu continued: "There are many Ming monarchs recorded in ancient and modern times, but no one can do it like him. People's desires are innate, but he can let his ministers bury their desires in their hearts and be willing to maintain his country, which is very difficult. In particular, he is the only earth immortal in this world. ”

Nangong was thoughtful, and the earth immortal said, he often heard Bai Liyao mention it, but he didn't know how to understand. And he said, "What kind of man is the emperor of Nagaru?"

Fu Yu didn't answer immediately, he seemed to be hesitating, was silent for a moment, and said, "He is the real emperor." ”