God finally stopped gloomy and dark face, slowly cleared up. The sky that had been drenched for many days through the clouds, sprinkling the first ray of sunshine. The plump woman wore a martened forehead, her waist buckled with a jade belt, and a satin flower umbrella in one hand, and shook it. She looked at the slender man who was traveling far away with the Yulong Gang under the city. After doing that bloody action, she seemed to be amused by herself and laughed loudly. The old man in the brocade clothes beside her was a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Princess, why are you competing with this civilian in Beiliang? Do you need an old slave to take action?"

Two days ago, Princess Hongyan, who went to Chengmu Mansion to send Tao Qianzhi the message of the eight-character prophecy, shook her head slightly, curled her smile, and said to herself: "Old Dragon King, I'm having fun. I don't know why I can't help but want to bully and scare this guy when I see this guy. But it's strange. Even though I know it's impossible, I still feel that this guy is related to Tao Qianzhi's death. Our women's intuition is really unpredictable."

The old man in Jinyi smiled and said, "How can I afford to be called Dragon King by the princess?"

The woman who was already extremely rich in the Beimang Dynasty smiled without comment. She gently rotated the silky umbrella with a red sandalwood handle. She liked rainy weather since she was a child, and rotated the umbrella in the rain and shot rain flowers. The 50-year-old Empress Beimang has always been cold to the lush royal family members, but she was particularly doting on this little princess. When Princess Hongyan was still a young child, she often went to the palace to meet the saints. His Majesty the Emperor held it in his hand and placed it on her knees and watched her play. It was once a warm scene in the palace where she was playing with her grandchildren. Unfortunately, after she grew up to be a girl, she was far away from the imperial city, and her warm relationship with His Majesty the Emperor was inevitably gradually alienated. Especially after Princess Hongyan's father committed the serious crime of slandering, she had not seen the Iron-blooded Empress who had killed the Empress, the Emperor, the Prince and the Grandson of the Empress.

She sighed, shook her head and dispelled some dark emotions, her eyes became sharp, and she said, "Tao Qianzhi is really hopeless, and death is not worth mercy. Such a man who wants a place in the center of the royal court is so angry with me, a princess. He insisted on leaving the city in Qingming Festival. Now, it's okay, I'll be slaughtered. According to the description of the personal guard, Helian Jieyuan, a painter who claims to live up to the painting in this life, also painted a portrait. Hundreds of light cavalry are only equipped with a sword, searching for headless flies inside and outside the city, but looking for needles in a haystack. The surname Tao died so unclearly. Murong Zhangtai, the scum who has new and old grudges with Tao Qianzhi, would not be sent to death by fat man Dong and other powerful young men in the army, and would have to be made up for a big deal. No matter what, I and Murong Zhangtai are both cousins."

The old man in Jinyi, who had been placing his hands on his sleeves for many years, smiled and said, "If the princess is sad because of the death of a rabbit, it will be too much for Murong Zhangtai and others to save face."

The woman's face changed like June, and she laughed and said, "That's right, although these bastards always followed the princess with two snots when they were young, but unfortunately, the more they grew older, the less adorable they were, they were too lazy to care about their life or death."

The old man in Jinyi naturally did not rely on flattery to become a top Qing guest in Yuchanzhou. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Tao Qianzhi is a good player in the battle between horses and in the battles. He has been sharpened for more than ten years and has a chance to enter the house. The Gu Jiantang in the south is a great master who has been killed by killing people. He left many hidden stakes in the city, which means that the Beiliang wind can escape our eyes. Therefore, the assassin who was mostly a single-handed assassin who can easily kill ten elite iron cavalry and then kill Tao Qianzhi, who was second-grade in a short time, letting reinforcements be lost. It is conceivable that it is not a weak hand. The key is whether the assassin killed Tao Qianzhi. If not, it would be a bit exaggerated. It is estimated that the next step is not only the city that will be left to be a mess, but the officials in many major cities and towns in Longyaozhou will be worried."

The woman covered her forehead smiled heartlessly: "Longyaozhou is far less than Gusaizhou, which has been through war for a long time. The men here are used to being pampered and all of them have fat. When they looked down, they couldn't see the bird under their crotch. For such Beimang officials, it would be better to die a few more."

The old man in Jinyi would laugh out loud. The little master's lips and tongue were as vicious as ever. Although he had followed him all year round and had already visited the Eight Prefectures of Beimang, he would still be surprised from time to time.

Princess Hongyan whispered softly: "There is Zhao Gou in Liyang. Don't we Beimang have a spider web, so I want to see when this assassin will crash into the net. Two cocoons, six lifting rods, three hundred catching flies, and eighty slapping butterfly girl, are all like mad dogs."

Hearing this series of rare words that fell into the ears of the people, the old man in the brocade looked around with caution, and saw that there was no one around, he did not speak out.

The woman covered her forehead smiled charmingly and said, "Old Dragon King, what are you afraid of? You were the big guys on this spider web before. Now, the six arrogant people lifting their rods, and half of them have to call you uncle."

The old man sighed and said, "Without that layer of human skin, even a newcomer, catching a slut would not take the old slave seriously."

She smiled and said, "It is said that the old Dragon King is on the vernal of the King of War and the other is on the vernal of the nineth among the top ten demons in our Beimang. It makes people scary to say it, and it is no worse than lifting a rod."

The old man in Jinyi was a little lost and shook his head and said, "Compared with Tuoba Bodhisattva, Hong Jingyan, and Luoyang, the old slaves are much worse in terms of their realm or their ability to kill people."

The woman touched Diao's forehead on her head, with a seemingly innocent and charming face, and said coquettishly: "I have some shortcomings compared to the top, but I have more than the top, and I am so envious of it."

The old dragon king smiled knowingly.

Outside the city, the young man Wang Dashi of the Fish and Dragon Gang walked beside Mr. Xu, who was walking slowly. The young man looked back before and saw the woman covered in the forehead on the top of the city. He was shocked. Not all the young men in the world have the courage and confidence to not be afraid of tigers. Wang Dashi was very afraid of this enchanting woman who hooked up with the officers and soldiers in Daomaguan. From the bottom of his heart, she felt that she was both dangerous and too inappropriate. She was a thousand miles away from the girl she secretly missed in her heart.

Xu Fengnian turned over and came to the leader Liu Nirong, and said bluntly: "I am walking with the Yulong Gang to Yanhui Pass, and I have to part ways. Some private matters assigned by the General's Mansion have to be dealt with. On the carriage, I asked for a small box of fire pallets from the Wei Mansion, and several calligraphy and paintings given by Mr. Wei, and it is regarded as additional compensation from the General's Mansion to the Yulong Gang. Whether to collect or not, Ms. Liu will decide for herself. Here is a nonsense, the Jianghu gangs and the government are incompatible with the government, and it is not appropriate to give real money and silver. It is easy to make taboos. It is better to give a few elegant things that are about your appetite.

Treasures, and going to the temple to burn incense, just kowtow to the Bodhisattva may not be useful, and the monks guarding the door must also be in place. The Yulong Gang is doing really badly in this regard. The more you lose the opportunity, the more you want to make up for the slaughter, the more you cannot be anxious. In fact, the old leader of the Liu Gang has a good reputation in Lingzhou. As long as you are willing to bow your head and want to break the deadlock, it is not difficult. After all, don’t look at the handsome men who bow their heads and smile, they will also have the embarrassing situation of bowing their heads and bowing. Think about it from another perspective, unless the King of Hell lets Hei Wuchang take his life, there is actually no hurdle in the world that cannot be overcome."

Liu Nirong glanced at Xu Fengnian coldly, pursed her lips, showing her sharpness. This beautiful woman looked like a piece of uncensored jade, and after being carved by life, she became more and more dazzling.

Xu Fengnian disregarded her deliberate indifference and continued: "That's just to make a good separation in terms of face."

Liu Nirong turned her head and looked at Xu Fengnian calmly, saying, "I won't throw away things, nor will I think they are dirty. That's what the Yulong Gang deserves."

Xu Fengnian smiled, turned to point to the boy who was running on the muddy official road with his head down, and whispered: "Liu Nirong, do you know that he likes you?"

Liu Nirong followed the gesture and saw the unknown boy in the Yulong Gang, and was stunned for a moment.

Xu Fengnian looked straight ahead and said slowly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just telling you a fact, otherwise you may never know that there is such a unrequited fool in your life."

Liu Nirong frowned, "I actually know."

Xu Fengnian no longer stayed and was annoying. He pulled the horse back and slowed down. Although he had two worldly different travels, he was no longer as cynical as the young prince, but no matter how good his temper was, he was not as smooth as his temper, and he was not as shameless as he wanted to curse and roll his eyes. As for why he took a basin of dirty water in the Wei Mansion and did not defend Xiao Qian's death, Liu Nirong was angry at the time and was angry. The explanation became a cover-up. Why did she just want to hate her and let her hate her clearly. His prince came step by step over the years, and she was almost numb to this misunderstanding. Isn't this the guilt that His prince is forcing Gongsun Yang to death to death?

Back at the boy, Xu Fengnian chuckled in a low voice: "Wang Dashi, I just told Miss Liu that you like her."

Wang Dashi was first shocked, frightened, and then turned red and almost cried. Young Master Xu was already the person he admired and grateful most in his life. He dared not blame him, so he had to lower his head and shook his shoulders, obviously feeling wronged and choked.

Xu Fengnian smiled and comforted: "I'm lying to you."

Wang Dashi raised his head, unable to speak, confused and sad.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Wang Dashi, I will teach you a good way to pursue girls. Do you want to hear it? It is a real story."

Wang Dashi hurriedly wiped his eyes and whispered: "Young Master Xu, you say that."

Xu Fengnian looked at the bright sky with dark clouds dissipating and said softly: "You walk up to her and tell her, if you want the world, I will give you one. If you want the world, I will give you one. And I want a son, will you give it?"

Wang Dashi was stunned and stuttered, "I dare not say that."

Xu Fengnian's lips raised and her smile was gentle.

After realizing it, Wang Dashi asked curiously: "Mr. Xu, who is so brave? In the dialect of our Lingzhou, he is so domineering!"
Chapter completed!