Chapter 004 The world’s second third
The old eunuch has not practiced martial arts, just Tai’an City Palace is never short of masters, the old man is the top of the handful of sable temple eunuchs, see a lot of knowledge, eyesight is still some of the mountain so so can teach the wind and rain and thunder to obey the orders of the gods fighting, see the old man a burst of cold air, the north of the cool spring end of the wind and rain, and especially into the bones, Zhao Si bitter is more and more difficult to get through, especially when the old man watched that slender figure slowly step Down the mountain, every step was like stepping on his already overburdened heart, only to feel a terrible toothache. When the young man with a sword walked to the foot of the mountain, Zhao Lao Sable Temple held the mood of early death early reincarnation, jogged forward, and was about to open his mouth to flatter a few words, do not expect the king of Beiliang to reach out and not hit the smiling face of the people, under his hands there is an easier death is also good, did not think that the person worshipped the wave of hands, took the lead to open his mouth and said: “The king of the northern Liang thanked Mr. Zhao Lao, we can not be compared to the Tai’an City, the flowers are beautiful, but it is possible to make a good life. We are not as good as Tai’an City, but I can still give you a resting place to spend your twilight years in peace.”
Zhao Si Bitter froze, and heard the man who had already approached continue to laugh, “The Xu family owes Zhao Changling too much, but there is nothing to pay back yet, and since old sir is an old friend of Zhao Yangcai of Beiliang, and has risked his life for Beiliang to build up his achievements, and hasn’t let my king’s master down, so you can rest assured, old sir. This king said so much, in fact, he hopes that old sir can really rest assured.”
The aged old man gave a spontaneous smile and said with a slight self-deprecation, “We are a eunuch that everyone scorns, do we deserve the title of sir? If His Majesty is using such wording, it can’t be that he’s asking us to sell our lives again, right? If that’s the case, just the word “sir” isn’t quite enough.”
Xu Fengnian laughed, “Let’s just say that old Mr. Zhao won’t be truly at ease.”
The old man bent down and asked doubtfully, “Can our family really live and die as we wish in Northern Liang?”
Xu Feng Nian smiled and nodded, Zhao Si Bitter let out a heavy sigh, looked up towards the top of Qing Lu Mountain which turned into a cloudy mountain, and said softly in the eunuch’s unique shrill voice, “Since the king is generous, then we will dare to say something treacherous in our heart, when the young master was optimistic about Chen Zhi Bao, after all, this white-clothed soldier immortal did not take charge of Beiliang, and we can’t just say that the young master was wrong about the person, but if the young master could really be a good man, then we can’t just say that the young master is wrong about the person. But if the little master really lives to this day, there probably won’t be too much indignation.”
Xu Fengnian shook his head, “If Zhao Changling hadn’t died, there would more than likely be nothing left for this king in Northern Liang.”
Zhao Si Bitter took a deep look at the young vassal king and sighed, “We can’t see through how the king’s heart is for a moment, but the words that come out of his mouth are real and comfortable to listen to.”
The old eunuch turned his head to look towards Tai’an City, “The people there, they love the clouds and the fog, and even if the weather is good overhead, it still makes people feel eerie.”
Xu Fengyen did not judge this, just softly said, “North Liang this side of the sandy winds and sandy year round, winter cold is also particularly difficult to endure, but where to stand, the view is quite open, stay for a long time, that is, in the heart of some depression, the wind blowing, snow pressure, will always be a little less.”
The old eunuch laughed heartily and said: “Borrowing the auspicious words of the king of Beiliang na, originally only thought it was the completion of the small master’s last wish to be contented, I never thought that I could still read to live a few more years.”
Xu Fengyen turned around and saw the empty hands of the huh girl, this young girl was bored and shaking her wrist, Xu Fengyen said to Zhao Siku: “The old man may as well go to the mountains to see the scenery, when the time comes to go down the mountain with Hu Kui Huangfu Pink a few people is.”
The old man laughed, “Yes, we need to walk around more while our legs are still sharp.”
The old eunuch rubbed shoulders with the young girl, and the old man muttered to himself, “Back then, when Qin lost its deer, the heroes of the world chased it. Eight hundred years of division and reunion, only four hundred years ago, the Dafeng dynasty has a sign of unification of the north and south, but in the end, but opened up by the northern barbarians south invasion of the Central Plains of the precedent, that after the successive dynasties, there is no one can be on the north side of the peace of mind, the current dynasty can not be an exception. Chief Minister Zhang Julu in charge of the dynasty for more than twenty years, half of the time are staring at the northern border, teamed up with the great general Gu Jiantang, but only to pull the disadvantage to the balance of power. Now that Liyang is going to commit suicide against his deer, what will happen to the world? Alas, this world, we have never understood all my life, readers can not tolerate eunuchs, readers also can not tolerate pikers, readers and finally even can not tolerate readers, Zhang family saints of the heirloom of the canon, we have a book, have read it all, did not see this reasoning ah, think about it, probably the top is good, the bottom will be very much so, we really need to open their eyes to look at the academy here, here, readers, is not it will be a little different. The same.”
Xu Fenian laughed in a low voice, “Worthy of being a character from Zhao Changling’s family.”
The young girl tilted her head, Xu Fengyen held her hand and softly said, “We don’t want to think that much.”
She softly said, “Old Huang thinks more.”
Xu Fengyen pulled her along into the carriage parked at the foot of the mountain, Xu Yanbing, who never made a move, shot a glance at Xu Fengyen, and the two of them each nodded their heads, as much as they could. Xu Fenian rare to be able to really breathe, with this girl as casual chit-chat said: “on the strategist, their own instrument size is a matter, the foothold of the high and low is a matter, in its position to seek its own things, Yuan Benxi in the spring and autumn strategist ranking has been than my master Li Yishan, Yang Cai Zhao Changling, and Yan Zhi Wang behind the Nalan right Ci, are higher than the one, in fact, may not be a half cut! Tongue Yuan Benxi’s talent to be higher than the rest of the several people, only he stood position, doomed to he can have a greater margin for planning, the hand can also clutch more things, which is like a clever woman has a plentiful firewood, rice, oil and salt, do out of the meal, since it will be more plentiful. Our Beiliang side, currently have Xu Beihao and Chen Xiliang, if Beiliang can not be North Mang trampled, their future achievements are certainly not low, but to say how high, it is also very difficult, Xiangfan City, Lu Dang is also the same reason, which is also the study of the art of slaying dragons Sun Yin why do not want to stay in Beiliang the crux of the matter, Beiliang pool python without dragons, he can not see eye ah. But being in the court of Liyang, there are good and bad, the bad thing is that the son of heaven under the eyes of the people available is too much, chaotic flowers charming eyes, even if there is Xu Beihao Chen Xiliang such a talent, it is very difficult to stand out quickly like in the north of the Liang so, and secondly, as Zhao Diaoji said, it is difficult to tolerate readers, the literati are light, the court of the Zhao room side of the rules and more, many of the literati’s aspirations are difficult to pay, the vast majority of the sick moan! But in the end, there are still some people, really is not born in the right time, not met with talent. If Huang Longshi was born at the present time, I’m afraid that not to mention becoming the Spring and Autumn Great Devil’s Huang Sanjia, even if you want to be a Grand Priest of the Shangyin Academy Palace, it will be as difficult as climbing up to heaven.”
Xu Fenian glanced at girl huh, somewhat helplessly said, “What are you glaring at me for, it’s not like I’m saying bad things about your family’s old Huang and praising him. My master even said that he is an extraordinary person, a super worldly master, how dare I underestimate Huang Longshi.”
Xu Fengyen then drifted away a bit in his thoughts, “This guy Zhao Zhu is so lucky that he can be described as having good fortune, being able to let Huang Longshi, Northern Mang’s State Master Kirin Realist Yuan Qingshan, and Nalan Righteous Ci, all three of them look at him at the same time. The Zhao Kai who died outside the Iron Gate Pass only had two masters, Yang Taiyou and Han Shengxuan, and was still a good deal less lucky than Zhao Zhuo. As for the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan, he’s already the Crown Prince of a country, so needless to say, anyway, in the future, the belonging of the Liyang rivers and mountains will depend on these two.”
On the way back to yihe city yuzhou general’s residence, encountered two sets of assassination, even do not need to drive the car and the car of the three out of hand, was eagle spies intercepted and killed, north liang folk still tough, not to mention the general kind of gate family raised the heart of the dead, these portals in the martial arts, the nature of most of the fierce, do not take the other people’s lives as a valued thing to look at, and even do not take their own life as a life, all pay attention to one! You raise me ten or twenty years I will be able to repay you a life, happy to regard this as the word of righteousness at the head, is the heroic dry clouds, is the warrior’s bones, this kind of preaching, outsiders are not good to say that this is right or wrong. Xu Fengnian during the lifting of the curtain to look into the eyes of a pair of dead in a pool of blood, talk about what compassion, just think of a lot of things outside of Beiliang, let’s say that the Zhao family son of heaven, just a surname of the son of heaven, enough to become a hundred years in the history of the Mingjun, but after he ascended to the throne, he had to kill Xu Snapdragon, and now even more so, to kill the Leiyang meritorious minister Zhang Julu again, it is not that this emperor is not a good thing, this person can tolerate Hanlin Academy scholar flow, can tolerate Zhang Gu two hut, can tolerate the eight national relics to pen and ink to make waves, is really when the emperor of the world, there is bound to be a master of the unspeakable, and then he is willing to go to the world’s living day and night diligence, ultimately, or the first for the Zhao’s consideration of the gains and losses, Zhang Julu can be for the world without regard to their own gains and losses, the world’s poor people to tree up a carp into a dragon’s advancement door, and even can be said to Bieyi child not only a person to die in exchange for the six ministries of the world The death of Biyaner not only exchanged for four thousand rooms of the six government offices of the world, but also exchanged for the foothold of the children of the humble common people in the temple hall thereafter. Coincidentally, Zhao’s son of heaven is not that short-sighted generation, even if he is behind a hundred years, the poor scholar can still abide by the courtesy of the emperor and ministers, a heart for the emperor to seek, but two hundred years later to ensure that it can still be so? If everyone in the temple is like Zhang Julu, who is so concerned about Zhao and the world, and even emphasizes the people more than the king, so that he only cares about the world but not Zhao, the door has been opened, and then who can close the door? This is not an alarmist talk, the poorer scholars are not as good as the sons of the great valves have such and such a rule, the sons of the family are used to wearing good shoes, can not be taken off, but the poor is barefoot, if you do not care about it, anyway, there are talented and educated, who is not to assist? Even simply I myself to sit on the dragon chair and how? So the Zhao family son of God kill Zhang Julu, is to kill Liyang this dynasty’s number one merit, but it is more to open the door to try to cover back some of the helplessness of the move.
These things, master Li Yishan can see, Huang Longshi Yuan Benxi certainly can also see, Zhang Julu himself is even more so. As for whether it is good or bad, Xu Fengyen is not an emperor and does not need to worry about this.
Xu Fengyen said to himself: ”With such a mess in Youzhou, the Liyang side should feel that it’s a rat carrying a knife in a nest. I just so happen to need a reprieve as well, well, it’s time to recuperate.”
The little girl stretched out a palm and looked straight at Xu Fengnian, whose gray hair was turning darker and darker.
Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head.
The young girl flexed up a finger, her eyes inquiring.
Four?
Xu Fenian still shook his head.
She slowly bent another finger.
Xu Fenian continued to shake his head.
She was about to be left with only two fingers together when Xu Fengyen laughed, “Not having fought with Topaz Bodhisattva, it’s not easy to say second or third.”
The young girl was radiant.
Xu Fenian said softly, “But as long as there is Wang Xianzhi alive, whether it’s the second or third or the tenth at the bottom of the martial arts evaluation doesn’t mean much.”
The young girl stretched out her fingers and rubbed the purple-gold “eye” that emerged faintly on Xu Fengyen’s forehead, not quite like the golden color of sunflowers in summer and autumn, but she still liked it.
When she was a child, in addition to the man who only knew how to gamble without being a father, there was only her and her mother, as well as the golden yellow sunflowers in the field. Those strange men who were brought home by that man also used to spoil her mother in the field, and she just dared to hide in the distance. Every time her mother dressed, smoothed her hair, and walked out of the field, she would find her, a daughter who didn’t dare to cry, smile gently at her daughter, and then hand her a plucked sunflower, and together they would go home. Then Mother died, and she was left to look at those sunflowers alone.