He didn't sleep all night, but he was in good spirits.

As soon as it was dawn, he got up and went out to buy breakfast for Liuli.

Liuli praised the blunt yesterday morning, and the emperor was refreshed and rushed straight to the blunt stall.

It's almost October, and it's already starting to get cold in the morning.

The old man who sold wontons had a good business, and the small stall was full of diners in the morning.

The emperor called for two packs, and sat there waiting.

The water in the pot was steaming hot, and the wonton in the old woman's hand knocked on the bamboo slices from time to time, making a sound of "tuk tuk!"

During this time period, most of the people who came out were businessmen who ran south and north, because they were in a hurry, and urging was indispensable during the period.

The emperor was not in a hurry, and looked at the diners around with interest, hoping to hear some useful news from these people. Fang La is too much of a city government, and it is better for this 10,000-year-old town to leave early.

"Hey, cook three more bowls of wontons for the Sprinkle family, and add an egg each. A dusty man shouted.

"Yes! Yes!" the old woman replied, lifted the lid of the pot, threw the wontons into the hot soup, and in a short time she boiled three bowls, put eggs on them, and served them hot.

When passing by the emperor's funeral, the old man did not forget to apologize and said: "Wait a while, these people are in a hurry!"

"It's okay!" Huang Fu Yan smiled slightly.

When the merchants around saw him, they all had a good impression, nodded at him, and began to bow their heads and gobble up again.

"Fourth master, I heard that General Liang actually beat the Western Xia and Tufan coalition forces this time, is it true?" The man quickly ate a bowl of wontons, picked between his teeth, and suddenly asked an old man on the side.

"That's not it!" As soon as the fourth master heard this, he couldn't care less about continuing to eat, his face turned red, and his eyebrows danced again: "This gang of barbarians really suffered a big loss this time, I heard that more than 200,000 people of the two countries' allied forces were annihilated by General Liang in one fell swoop. Hmph, if you want me to say, if all of our Great Song heroes are like General Liang, how can there be a gang of barbarians like Da Liao and Western Xia!" The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, obviously this rare victory made him excited.

"Hey, aren't you bullying the orphans and widows above, I didn't expect that my Great Song Dynasty is full of talents...... "The rest of the others echoed.

Huang Fu listened carefully and soon knew the reason for the incident.

It turned out that since the death of Shenzong and the accession of the new emperor to the throne, the relationship between the Great Liao, Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty has become tight. In fact, in April of this year, the Western Xia took advantage of the dispute over the division of the border with the Song Dynasty and sent troops to attack the Jingyuan Road. At the beginning of June and July, it was united with Tubo and began to fight against the Great Song Dynasty several times.

Of course, the old comrade Murong Bo, the great conspirator of the martial arts, also promoted the development of this war during the period.

The general Liang in the mouth of the people is called Liang Yikui, who burned the pontoon bridge of the Yellow River and cut off the ghost chapter to help the road, so that the 100,000 troops of the Qingtang and Tubo could not cross the river. He also commanded the main force of the Song army to rush across Taoshui overnight, and the soldiers approached the city of Taozhou. In fact, the Xia and Fan coalition forces had an absolute superiority in strength, but due to the lack of unified deployment and command, the troops were scattered, so General Liang attacked from all sides, unable to take care of each other, and finally suffered a great defeat.

"In the second year of Yuanyou, that is, in 1087. This life was born in the fifth year of Jiayou, that is, in 1060, so I am already twenty-seven years old this year?"

In his previous life, he specialized in ancient books and knew all the chronological names of the past dynasties. Since opening up the Divine Sea last night, the memories of the previous life have become clearer and clearer. These cumbersome chronicles had been left behind for many years, and at this time, he had to find them again.

smiled bitterly, only then did I know that he was buried in the ground by Zhuo Bufan back then, and it was ten years in a flash. But Xuanwu Zhending Gong is really mysterious, in those years, he actually didn't have the slightest trace of growing up, and now just looking at his appearance, he is indeed about sixteen years old.

He secretly calculated in his heart that the senior brother was eighteen years older than him, that is, born in 1042. That upper dantian was also called the forbidden area of God in later generations, and his brain was like a computer at this time, and he calculated the birth age of some people in Tianlong in a moment.

Yelu Hongji is 1032, Huangshang is 1054, Fang La is 1048, Xiao Feng is 1062, Xuzhu is 1070, Duan Yu is 1073, and Murong Fu is 1065.

If the competition between the East and West Sects of Dali Wuliang Sword in 1091 is taken as the beginning of the story of Tianlong, then there are still less than four years before the first year of Tianlong.

The merchants had already left, and the call was already packed, but he still sat there dumbfounded, not moving.

The diners next to him have been replaced by a few martial arts people who are resting, and they are talking about the strange things on the rivers and lakes.

"Have you heard, the Shaolin Temple was stolen by someone. A one-armed man said triumphantly.

"Oh, Shaolin Temple is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, how can anyone dare to steal the scriptures, let's talk nonsense!"

"Absolutely, one of my brothers is a Shaolin lay disciple, and the last time he told me in person, it seems to be called Polo Star or something!"

The old man was surprised: "When?"

"Last month, I heard that it was a monk. ”

"Hey, what's so strange about this! Shaolin Temple is known as the source of martial arts, and there have always been many people peeping. A young man on the side said disdainfully.

Huangfu Yan listened to it with pleasure, and said in his heart that there were two people hiding in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion at that moment, and they turned over the martial arts in it. was thinking about whether he would also join in the fun and learn a few Shaolin masters, when he heard the young man continue: "If you want to say that it is strange, I have a few here. ”

When everyone heard this, they all turned their eyes to him.

"Speak, speak, there is something strange. ”

"Yes, don't sell it. ”

Tianji layman, what the hell, Huang Fu Yan thought in his heart, so he heard the man cough and said: "This first case is the list of rookies in the rivers and lakes recently ranked by Hongye Zhai in Beijing. ”

"Tell me, who are they?" said the one-armed man, his eyes widened and he looked curious.

"This first one is Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang!"

When everyone below heard this, they all laughed and shouted: "Let's talk about the rest, since Gang Leader Qiao took over as the gang leader four years ago, he is famous, and everyone knows it!"

"Okay, this second one is the playboy Murong Xihua!"

"Isn't it Nan Murong?" Everyone was puzzled, and Huangfu Yan frowned even more, and couldn't help but look up.

"You don't know this, Nan Murong Wei is naturally famous, but since Murong Bo's predecessor passed away two years ago, where is there any young master in his Gusu Murong lineage!"

"Then who is this Murong Xihua?" Huangfu Yan was surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that he was carrying a sword, the Tianju monk thought that he was a fellow martial artist, so he didn't think much about it, and continued: "Speaking of this cherished playboy, he is really a model for my generation. The Tianji monk looked yearning, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he continued: "The playboy is the son of the three grades of the dynasty, and his mother is the daughter of the prince of the king, who is a scholar and has extraordinary martial arts......"

"Oh no, I actually forgot about the glass!" Huangfu saw that more and more people were gathered around, and then he remembered that it was already early in the morning.

At the moment, he didn't care about continuing to listen, picked up the blunt on the table, which had become cold, and walked quickly to the inn.

There was a burst of self-blame in her heart, Xiao Nizi had just broken her body, and it was too late to coax, if she was angry because of this, it would be very bad. As for the rookie list, I think it's just a vassal and elegant name.