Chapter 111: Unforgiving

Release Date: 2024-07-10 19:44:09
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Jing’an king out of the carriage looks simple, in fact, there are holes in the sky, the inner wall is all the top grade sandalwood paste on, put a goat fat jade base gilt sandalwood incense burner, Pei Wangfei get on the car, put the book “the first field of snow”, legs bent and stacked, full round buttocks pillow in the leg, skillful reach out and burn up curls of sandalwood incense, silent. King Jing An Zhao Heng and son Zhao Xun sitting opposite, Zhao Heng closed eyes turning only one hundred and seven linden rosary, no matter how big things, King Jing An must be chanting finished before opening his eyes, even if you know that the king as old monk fixed, Zhao Xun still only dare to use the corner of the eye to glance at the nominal mother, complex glance will be withdrawn, do not dare to look at it again. King Jing’an chanting a hundred sound thousand sound, wait until the eyes open, has been close to the king’s residence, said in a calm voice: “Xun son, know wrong?”

Sitting upright Zhao Xun guilt: “know wrong.”

Zhao Heng did not pursue without pointing out, lifted the curtain and looked out of the car, said blandly: “but can not see through that child, all because of the king of the snake to add feet, the wrong move a faint hand.”

Said here, Jing An Wang face gloomy oblique glanced at the low brow Pei Wangfei, see her marionette general reaction, more and more annoyed, hold tightly hanging beads, take a deep breath, turned his head to Zhao Xun said: “in the spring god lake you want to take advantage of the chaos to kill, framed the gang of the green party descendants, the mind has, but the fire of the situation is still poor, Xu Fengyian who, Xu crippled in this life! Who is Xu Fengnian, Xu Cripple’s whole life is counting on him to carry the beam of Northern Liang, do you really think that a few bred slaves, plus Ning Emei and a hundred iron horsemen will be enough? That is too underestimated this jianghu, without that old martial artist surnamed Li, Xu Fengyen does not know how many times he died.”

Zhao Xun bowed his head and said, “Father’s lesson is right.”

Zhao Heng frowned, press the heart of that how to read the scriptures also can not break the annoyance, reached out to disperse some of the sandalwood incense smelled too late, tone slow whispered: “the capital over there is very lively, Xu crippled more than likely to try to wish, can give the son to fight to the hand of a hereditary replacement, but the title of the great pillar state in all likelihood is to be unable to keep, not only that, Gu Jiantang northbound two Liao, this is the imperial palace in the head of the forced the death of the emperor, the king’s father, the king of the country. This is the palace that forced Xu Crippled to take a stand, Beiliang 300,000 iron horsemen in the two Liao’s foundation, Xu Crippled has to honestly pull himself, Beiliang seems to be solid as a golden soup, Zhang Bieye may see the good will be closed, but the old remnants of this faction of the deceased country is estimated to be a bitter fight against the action of the dogs, is not sure that this dog-eat-dog show, can bite off Xu Crippled a few kilograms of several meat, a group of fame and fortune-telling kung fu the world’s number one of the old dog, also Just this point of interest and usefulness.”

Zhao Xun heard his father mean evaluation of the temple of the deceased old ministers are a group of old dogs, naturally contemptuous smile, this time he restored a side of the feudal king son of his highness should have the temperament of the dynasty’s original thirteen states people, although now with the spring and autumn eight states of seventeen states of the integration of the people, but the bottom of the heart will not have an innate sense of superiority? The people are still so, not to mention Zhao Xun this handful of heaven and earth recognized as the world are their own private property of the top royal relatives, and then Zhao Heng within the six feudal lords in addition to the most incompetent king of Huainan, the rest of the several are involved in the Spring and Autumn national war, the military achievements of all sizes, cracking the land and sealing the frontiers, the end of the national war, which feudal princes did not share a few of the deceased emperor’s consort princesses to do concubines to do the slave girl? The King of Guangling even possessed an empress and two concubines, in that case, what is the status of the veterans of the eight countries in their eyes? Even if you are skillful and have made great achievements in the past, who would be so stupid as to worship you as a Bodhisattva? The same seat, are too dirty eyes.

Down the carriage back to the house, in the inn and Xu Fengyin easy-going Jing An Wang ignored uncountable meet that kneeling servants, through the hall through the corridor, near a Buddha Hall, Zhao Xun silent turn away, Zhao Heng into the enshrinement of a sandalwood Bodhisattva in the obscure hall, Pei Wangfei hesitation was about to turn around, Jing An Wang Zhao Heng hands on the lack of a Bodhi rosary thumped broken, beads smashed in the silence of the Hall of white jade On the white jade floor of the silent hall, ear-piercing and eerie, Zhao Heng, who personally destroyed this string of tethered rosary, no longer had any concealment, and stared at the princess with a fierce face, gritting his teeth and saying: ”Stand still! Shameless thing, is it that if you say a few more words with that crippled Xu’s bastard, you’re going to lose even your soul?!”

Princess Pei didn’t retort and let King Jing An humiliate her. At this moment, she seemed to be that Bodhisattva statue, without any semblance of popularity. Outsiders all say she this lonely Pei family orphans can be married to King Jing’an House, is a great fortune, and her own skin white as gelatin, rumors spread that holding the beauty of King Jing’an has an elegant, hiding a three-foot-high jade, night embracing the beauty to play with the jade, more than the jade Mei, really envious of the other side, just listening to it can make all the world’s prodigal son drooling.

King Jing’an didn’t stop, walked up and pulled a handful of green silk of the king’s consort, dragged and dragged into the hall, dropped her hard on the ground, hissed and cursed: “Pei Nanwei, what in the end is the point of the king is not worthy of you, this lowly-born bitch? In these ten years, have you ever once treated this king as your husband? Who is this king? Do you know? I’m just one step away from the Dragon Chair. One step? Who else under the sky is more qualified to wear the dragon robe than this king!”

Pei Wangfei, whose head of green silk was scattered on the ground like a blossoming green lotus, finally raised her head and asked flatly in return, “Since I’m a bitch, how can you be worthy?”

King Jing’an Zhao Heng’s expression was stagnant, his eyes were no longer gloomy, he squatted down, reached out and tried to caress Wangfei’s face, softly said, “Reed, did the king hurt you?”

Pei Wangfei skimmed her head and softly said, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Zhao Heng was completely enraged by this evasive maneuver of hers, and swung a slap, slapping her, who was the king’s consort, so that she flopped onto the cool floor, and fiercely got up and angrily rebuked, “Surname Pei, you’re more dead than a dead man, and since you have this kind of backbone, why don’t you go to your death! Why didn’t you accompany that father of yours to martyrdom in the first place? Throw yourself into the well? There are sixty-four wells in the royal residence! Hang yourself from a beam? How many silks and brocades have I rewarded you with over the years? Banging on the fence? There’s no such thing in the palace! Don’t worry, after you die, I will give you a nice burial!”

Princess Pei didn’t look at the wolf-like King Jing’an, but only looked forlornly at the King of Earthly Treasures Bodhisattva, who was rumored to have spread a great mountain with a single robe, and said indifferently, “I’m afraid of death, that’s why I married you.”

King Jing’an gave birth to infinite loathing, turned his back to this woman who he had not looked at clearly for more than ten years, and said in a raw voice: “Get lost!”

Princess Pei stood up, straightened her green silk and clothes, bowed and saluted before walking out of the Buddha Hall, and as she crossed the threshold, she asked, “The hand beads sent by the Northern Liang Shi Zi, do I accept them or not?”

Zhao Heng coldly laughed: “this king this belly or have, you despite take, this king know you painting work out of the gods, just don’t want to paint that bastard’s portrait and then take the rosary beads for obscene things can, you trample yourself, this king anyway, not see the heart is not annoyed, can be polluted rosary beads, annoyed the bodhisattva, then the king of all these years to read the scriptures millions for you to pray for blessings can be wasted. ”

Princess Pei gave a nonchalant oh.

As soon as she left, Jing’an King Zhao Heng instantly changed a person, without distractions, as if just now that home difficult to read to the extreme of the scriptures will be flipped over, he sat on a vanilla knotted futon, cold snort, grimly: “Xu crippled, do you really think that this king does not dare to move your son? Hereditary disregard? This king let your twenty years of hard work turn into a big joke!”

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Jiang Nai to read, Xu Fengyen reluctantly patience to listen to her read two thousand words, went to find fish young Wei out, ready to take her together to Xiangfan Diaoyutai view, Diaoyutai there are a few Tianshifu old Taoist, Xu Fengyen to see if he can personally ask to some of the yellow barbarians in the side of the news of the Longhu Mountain, only with Zhao Xituan that Niubizi old Taoist generation of the pen of the letters to and from the, is always not too assured. Fish youwei wore a piece of basking mountain Qingfu silk house purchased gorgeous embroidered fur, is typical of the western chu style, can be described as heaps of red brocade sorrow Mei snorting veggies, but unfortunately in the eyes of xu fengnian slightly tight point, he is not happy fish youwei to go to the chest slightly exposed, but do not want to not flow half a bit of rhyme, fish youwei this is the body style of the flow of the special thing, especially the chest of two piles of proud fat snow, xu fengnian is to see and tasted the tempting taste of the bastards, fish youwei! So wrapped tightly, even the opportunity to think of that point are stifled, good thing she held the favorite white cat, will chest out a few points of the original color, Xu Fengyen smiled and muttered to himself: “did not raise you in vain ah, Wu Mei Niang.”

After going out Xu Fenian kindly asked, “Have you enjoyed the Slim Goat Lake yet?”

Yu Youwei shook her head.

Xu Fengyen then took her on a slight detour through the White Snake Causeway, it seems that most of the attractions related to immortals are sword immortals, never heard of anything related to swords. For example, the White Snake Causeway is a legend that hundreds of years ago, a land fairy was not accustomed to the white snake in the lake, a sword angry cut, the white snake died after the huge body became a long causeway, white snake causeway so, the Spring God Lake is also the same. A sword player? No future ah. Full of self-deprecating Xu Fengyen with fish young Wei all the way, very attention, some of the lake tourists and scholars have drummed up the energy or poetry or song, hoping to wrestle the cat lady’s green eyes, but unfortunately fish young Wei simply ignored.

Xu Fengyen teased, “You didn’t make it to the Rouge Review, do you blame me?”

Yu Youwei just shook her head.

Xu Fengyen laughed and asked, “It is reasonable to say that your father is the Jixi Bachelor of Shangyin Academy Palace, you should like the scholarly children, but before in Beilang, I didn’t hear that you have poetry and harmony with any of the scholars ah?”

Fish Youwei softly said, “Because I know that those literati who claimed that they don’t work for the king and vassals and don’t farm, and that I sleep alone under the king’s edict, are all those who go crazy under the king’s edict. Those acidic scholars who claim that they want to scare the old dragon with a sword in the air are in fact people who don’t even dare to kill chickens. What kind of poetry can I talk about with them?”

Xu Fengnian nodded, “That’s right, it’s not as good as the vulgar guys like me who spend money to buy literature in a proper manner. Why don’t they say that men only talk three parts and leave seven parts to fight the world?”

Fish Youwei bowed her head and did not say anything.

Slowly out of the Slim Goat Lake, Xu Fengyen mounted Lu Qiantang brought steeds, horses only five, dry and clear on the fish did not give you Wei the opportunity to ride alone, mounted His Highness the Prince hugged the beauty, the beauty hugged the white cat, became the street an eye-catching charming scenery.

Riding to the city gates, on the city building, only to know the Longhu Mountain several old Taoist priests guarding the fishing building has left Xiangfan, the original that the heavenly talisman has been burned on its own, no wonder the people of Xiangfan city everyone is a festive, Xu Fengyen boarded the fishing platform, the city gate guards no one dares to stop, into the lofty city building, Xu Fengyen in the survey of the city’s specifications, the fish Youwei is looking towards the vast spring God Lake, Xu Fengyen to Ning Emei to ask some if the breakthrough of Xiangfan City Gate Ning Emei is a distinctive horse general, after entering the Beiliang military brigade more on the border with the heads of the Northern Mang barbarians to accumulate military achievements, the two sides fought, mostly on the plains of the battlefield wrestling, for His Highness the son asked about siege warfare, Ning Emei can only say some of the old pawns from the skin, fortunately, Xu Fengyen is still listening to the fascination, and occasionally nodded a little bit, and encountered the incomprehensible place, always want to get to the bottom of the problem, the half-knowledge of street fighting Ning Emei, the half-knowledge of street fighting. Ning Emei, who is a half-baked street fighter, inevitably had to stare at His Highness with wide eyes.

A plainclothes stout Ning Emei finally got a free hand, see His Highness stops to look into the distance, carefully asked: “Your Highness, you ask these things to do what? There’s no chance of a siege battle over the Northern Liang border.”

Xu Fengyen smiled and said, “Books and secrets, as long as there are things on the books, if I want them, I have everything at my fingertips. But those that are not in the books, perhaps they are just trivial and small things that are priceless to me. Besides, if we don’t attack the city at this moment, we’re not allowed to let our 300,000 iron horsemen step on Northern Mang later?”

The big halberd Ning Emei, who was as strong as a bear warrior, was physically shaken.

Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked, “General Ning, did the Jing’an Royal House receive the sandalwood box I asked you to send?”

Ning Emei nodded, “It has been received.”

Xu Fengyen looked towards the distant Jing’an Wangfu in the city and muttered, “It doesn’t matter if you see through it, isn’t it you who has the least in common with the one in the capital in the world?”

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