(I still owe four chapters.)

Zhou Qinhu didn't know how to see two extra faces on the stern of the boat. It seemed that he was the old friend of the man, so he asked for two pots of warm yellow wine to deliver. Lin Hongyuan smiled and held it with both hands, saying thank you. Xu Fengnian and Zhao Zhu, who should have been out of touch with each other, sat on the ground and slowly drank against the board. Even if Lin Hongyuan was the female official holding a scepter in the Dragon Palace, she was enough to get a seat for a B-class colored ship. But if the master didn't open the golden mouth, she would dare to make her own decisions. The widest jurisdiction of the major vassal kings in Liyang was the widest.

In southern Xinjiang, the prince Zhao Zhu is particularly well-known in the market. He was a wine seller who had been on the border for half a year. I am afraid that except for King Yan Chi and Mr. Nalan, no one knows why the prince's plan was planned. Zhao Zhu was drinking at this time, with a little melancholy expression. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the guy beside him to speak. He could only say embarrassedly: "I have thought about the scene of reunion countless times over the years. The two brothers hugged their heads and cried bitterly? Or did they point their arms at the country? But I never thought that you kid was so disrespectful."

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "I don't know you to that level."

Zhao Zhu took a sip of wine, slapped, and stopped talking.

I'm afraid only the woman who dared to speak out and wanted to be arsenic and dared to look at the emperor of the Zhao family. Only then did she know that Dantong Pass once imprisoned a pair of women and women. In the pass, there were hundreds of iron cavalry outside the pass, and most of the people in the city were family members of military soldiers. At that time, Xu Fengnian met a beggar who shouted to learn swords. She was two or three years older than him. However, Xu Fengnian was very old when he was a child. The two got along, but Xu Fengnian said a lot. Xu Fengnian was very reasonable. Xu Fengnian was very inappropriate in Dantong Pass.

Yi caught a peer who could speak, that is, he was cold and warm. Looking back at the cage, he realized that in addition to the prince of Beiliang, there were actually several legitimate sons of the vassal kings. The eldest son of Huainan King Liu Ying, who died young after leaving Dantong Pass was one of them. At that time, Li Yang had already possessed the entire north, and the court knew the decision of the late emperor's southward transition. However, the pillars of the temple headed by Zhang Julu were divided into two factions. They began to argue whether to take a detour to pacify Western Shu or go straight to Ding Da Chu, and most of them were the former.

, conservative opinions, after all, the Great Chu is strong and difficult to defeat, the army is stable, and the Confucian general Cao Changqing and others even intend to go north and fight outside the Great Chu. Therefore, many people in the Liyang court hope to delay the battle to the end, and Liyang will have a greater chance of winning, so as not to fail. Otherwise, they may become a whole generation of separatist rulers from the north and the south. However, among the princes, Zhao Bing, Zhao Ying and Zhao Sui, the meritorious generals including Xu Xiao and Gu Jiantang, do not agree with this method, and strive to achieve success through the whole country. The hall was quarreling in full force, and the scholar met

The soldiers were indecisive, and the old emperor finally stood on Xu Xiao's side and made the final decision. The old master and his head hit Xu Xiao in anger. This was the subtle situation at that time. Although the latter won the war in the temple, most of these princes and generals secretly left the proton at Dantong Pass. Xu Fengnian never thought that the little beggar would be the current prince Zhao Zhu. No wonder after he arrived in Beiliang, Xu Xiao was sarcastic to the other princes when he was chatting with Xu Fengnian and Li Yishan, and he was always willing to say a few good words with great conscience to Zhao Bingze.

The cabin is quiet and there is too much lively and festiveness. Even Xu Zhan, who is relatively cold-tempered, could not resist the repeated persuasion. His face was red and his ears were slightly drunk. He talked to Feng Maolin's three couples like cooking wine on the stove, which was very hot. Feng Maolin is a typical northern man. His words were rough and thin, and his dirty words were just right. He could not only warm the atmosphere, but also disrespect the three women present with their own unique charms. The man from the old Southern Tang Dynasty was surnamed Jiang. He was originally proud of his identity as a celebrity. At this time, he also opened his mouth and spoke in a veil.

The heroes of the two Huaihe, who were close to Xu Zhan, were strung to find topics for Xu Zhan. No one was lonely. Since the Jianghu was born in the world, the Jianghu people who were not recruited by the court believed that the Jianghu Temple was clearly divided, obedient, and unwilling to criticize the government in private. They gathered together. After all, it was the latest Jianghu. This banquet talked about the contemporary sword crown of the Wu family’s sword tomb. The rise of the capital was unbearable and disappeared. The strange hanging sword in Wudi City, and the change of face without warning by the Prince of Beiliang suddenly became a master who should not be despised.

The Xu family started in Liangliao. It was not until the imperial court repeatedly sent high-ranking officials and important officials to visit Liangliao that it was difficult to eliminate the remnants of Northern Liang. With the help of drinking, these people talked a lot more freely, especially Feng Maolin talked about many secrets, and they carefully mentioned that the Feng family had a close relationship with the Xu family back then. Some of the fathers once fought with the King of Northern Liang, who had not yet made a fortune. Once, the King of Northern Liang almost stayed in the Feng family. The implication was that the Feng family was also involved in Xu Rentu. When it came to this, Feng Maolin did not hide him at all.

The old Tang genius surnamed Jiang did not have much disgust towards King Beiliang. After all, the Southern Tang destroyed the country for Gu Jiantang, who has now won the Grand Prix Medal. He also feared the old man who made the whole world crazily talk. Feng Maolin said at the end, he wiped the wine from his mouth with his sleeves and joked that the Xu family's ancestral tomb is in Liaodong. If the prince inherits the King of Beiliang in the future, he might have to return home to worship his ancestors in glory. At that time, Feng Maolin must have a shameless visit. As for whether the King of Xinliang sees him or not, it depends on the will of God.

Feng Maolin could not even think of his son when he broke his head. He kicked the guy hard by the lake not long ago.

As they approached the lake, the group got up and went to the outer corridor to enjoy the scenery. They wanted to use the winter wind on the lake to silence the alcohol. Feng Maolin suddenly widened his eyes and filled his chest with anger. The waste who had only boarded the boat for Xu Zhan had a waste man who had a feather flocked to the crowd. He dared to kick his precious son away and said something that I wouldn't teach me. The kick was clever and used to use skill. Feng Maolin's child seemed to be thrown high, but in fact it did not hurt the lungs and meridians. It was just that he was hit and the face hurt too much. Deng Maolin's wife jumped over and held the child with a blue face and her plump breast trembled with anger. Deng Maolin, who was irritated, was not idle either, and stepped out.

He pulled out the soft whip and threw it at the young man in uniform and vulgar words. Lin Hongyuan couldn't get any good at all against Xu Fengnian, who was vicious and vicious. He was gentle in front of Zhao Zhu, who was powerful, but he had no scruples in front of outsiders. He was completely different. He grabbed the soft whip with one hand, pulled it forward, punched Feng Maolin's forehead, and then kicked the Liaodong hero in the chest. This was not stopping, he went in, jumped high, hit Feng Maolin's chin with a knee, and then turned around and swept out the whip leg. Feng Maolin fell into the lake without any strength to fight back. Fortunately, the gentry surnamed Jiang rushed out and barely caught his friend's body near the railing, so Feng Maolin did not let him take a bath in the cold and bone-black lake water of Chunshen Lake.

Zhao Zhu was very suspicious of the evil man complaining first, and sneered: "This little kid came up and said swearing. After he could not argue, he punched me. If he had been separated for many years, he would have to endure it."

Feng Maolin was busy vomiting blood and couldn't speak at all. The enchanting woman who hugged the child said angrily: "What a great skill, you attack a child. Why don't you be the leader of the martial arts world to show me?"

The reason why she endured the hatred was not because she was outstanding in cultivation, but because the green maid holding the tablet was too fierce and made people feel afraid.

Zhao Zhu held the wine pot with his finger, rotated it gently, and laughed: "Do you want to be my mother? Why don't you go and ask my father if he has the courage to agree to you?"

The child looked scared. When he lowered his head, a trace of sinister flashed in his eyes and cried: "This bastard is talking nonsense, saying that he fought with his mother for 800 rounds last night, without a chance of winning or losing, and he had a draw. He will fight again on the bed tonight."

The three women all shared the same hatred and stared at the scattered disciple.

Lin Hongyuan smiled. This child is really not simple. He knew that he had a stingy battle at a young age, and the opportunity to add fuel to the fire was perfect. Where did the prince say these words? The current situation, even if the prince denies it, who believes it?

Zhao Zhu glanced at Deng Maolin's wife and rolled his eyes and said, "It was because I was so dark that I did that job with such a beautiful woman. I realized that I had suffered a great loss at dawn. I was already feeling like I was rewarded with dozens of taels of prostitution. "

The man surnamed Jiang suddenly shuddered, looked at Lin Hongyuan, and remembered the ivory white scepter she held in her hand. He asked with a trembling voice: "Does the girl come from our Southern Xinjiang Dragon Palace? Is it a Li official or an imperial official?"

Lin Hongyuan sneered and said, "Yeah, I met a fellow villager. Since I know that I am from the Dragon Palace, why don't you go away and go cool?"

The plump woman who hugged the child said in grief and anger: "Can the people in the Dragon Palace be lawless in Kuaishui Villa? I will get off the boat and ask Yuchi Liangfu to reason with me. I don't believe that the owner of the manor will favor your Dragon Palace!"

Zhao Zhu stretched out a palm, smiled with a scoundrel on his face and said, "Let's relax, all the noble and noble heroes and heroines. I am not from the Dragon Palace, and I don't know Ji Lu'an, Cheng Baishuang, and Lin Hongyuan."

The man surnamed Jiang almost vomited blood. Ji Lu'an was the Lord of the Dragon Palace, Cheng Baishuang was the number one guest, and he was also the top master who could be counted with one hand in Nanjiang. Lin Hongyuan has always been known as the Lord of the Palace. He picked up any one of them, and he was an unattainable great Bodhisattva. The Jiang family had no time to burn incense and worship the gods, so he had no courage to provoke. This perverted man kept saying that he didn't know him, and he didn't even know him, and he was still very catchy. The big figure in the Dragon Palace came out.

Okay, there will be female officials holding a scepter to enlighten the way, and the woman spoke with a familiar local accent, which made the Jiang surname realize it. She had to remind the Feng couple not to overestimate themselves. Not to lose face, it would also cause his family to settle accounts by Qiu Hou and be excluded and suppressed so that they could not gain a foothold in the Southern Tang Road. Who would not know that the Dragon Palace is Mr. Nalan's favored maid, if it was spread into the ears of the fairy-like gentleman and spitting, they would drown their entire family.

Zhao Zhu pointed to the child in the woman's arms, "You have to go to Yuchi Liangfu to judge the matter. No problem. The little baby stayed and turned around and threw the body in front of Yuchi Liangfu. You must have been unreasonable."

Xu Fengnian said, "It's almost done."

The stern of the boat suddenly became silent.

Zhao Zhu drank honestly, Lin Hongyuan didn't say anything, Feng Maolin also knew the current affairs, weighed the pros and cons, chose to eat coptis chinensis at the moment, broke free from the support of his friends, staggered back to the cabin, followed the ancestral martial arts, circulated the qi, and vomited the old and accepted the new.

Xu Fengnian asked, "Zhao Zhu, why did you become a beggar back then? I remember that although the dragon sons and grandsons lived a trembling life at that time, they had no worries about food and clothing."

Zhao Zhu threw the empty wine pot into the lake, rubbed his cheeks, and said with a smile: "It's hard to describe it. Anyway, my younger brothers must have thought in private, why didn't my elder brother starve to death at Dantong Pass back then?"

Every family has a difficult sutra to recite. As long as one thought comes, it will be both difficult to pronounce and sad.

Lin Hongyuan stood in the distance, feeling relieved. Since the Xu surname and His Highness were old acquaintances, the key is that anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a real friendship, not a false sense of silence. The secretly stele of the Dragon Palace that was surnamed Xu from generation to generation was irrelevant, and there was no need to worry about being caught in the future. However, Lin Hongyuan was a little lost again. It seemed that she would never expect to make Xu surnamed Wu into a human moustache in her life.

Xu Fengnian turned around and looked at this guy who was not in southern Xinjiang, "You are full and you are so full that you can be a carriage servant for Lin Hongyuan?"

Zhao Zhu lay on the railing and said lazily: "I haven't been around the world for much, and I will never have a chance in the future. As for doing chores for Lin Hongyuan, just take it as your compassion. I can't be careless and silly, saying that I'm Zhao Zhu, the heroes of the world, if you have the ability, you can kill me and kill me."

Xu Fengnian smiled knowingly, "I have a deep understanding of this."

Zhao Zhu said softly: "I originally wanted to go to Beiliang secretly, but when I wanted to go to my aunt's grave, I had to flask three incense sticks. My father agreed and said he would bring his one. But it seems that he would not be able to go there. You also know that the restoration of Western Chu is about to come. My father temporarily planned to let me lead the eight thousand cavalry north to take advantage of the fire. If you come two days later, we will pass by."

Xu Fengnian laughed at himself and said, "It's going to be uneasy again. I don't understand why Cao Changqing wants to restore the country."

Zhao Zhu looked up from afar and said calmly: "No wonder, just like the world doesn't understand that our Zhao family makes things difficult for your Xu family so hard. Why is Uncle Xu still unwilling to betray Yang and directly joining Beimang."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Not to mention surrendering to Beimang, how many adults can be brought with him by 300,000 cavalry, but he still needs to have some bottom line in life."

Zhao Zhu turned around and leaned against the railing and asked, "Xiao Nian, do you know what I admire most about Uncle Xu?"

Xu Fengnian handed Zhao Zhu the wine pot that he had just drunk half. Zhao Zhu raised his head and took a big mouthful, and threw it to Lin Hongyuan.

Xu Fengnian said: "Is he not going to rule the river?"

Zhao Zhu nodded heavily and sighed: "After I was in charge of the army alone, I often deduced the situation with Mr. Nalan. Every time, as Uncle Xu, I used to pass the river and proclaim the emperor. Without exception, I ended up in a complete defeat. At first I thought that my calculations were not meticulous enough, but even last year, I still lost. I admitted that no matter how powerful Uncle Xu's cavalry was, he would lose in the end, but he was just an isolated army, a lonely soldier, a lonely heart, and an orthodox man. Once he was promoted to the emperor, he would still be

The morale of the army will be alone and not be called emperor, which will make many soldiers feel cold. Once they become emperor, they will not be conspicuous at the beginning. As long as they lose their unstoppable morale, they will soon be exposed and the walls fall down and everyone pushes them. There is no need to expect a comeback. Mr. Nalan once said that if a grass-roots person wants to sit on the dragon throne, they can only wait until the cold tribe is really used to taking power, so it will take at least three or four hundred years to say it. Uncle Xu was born at the wrong time, otherwise I would be chatting with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now."

Xu Fengnian fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zhu asked suddenly with a smile: "Xiao Nian, why have you become an angry clay Buddha? Why is the land in Beiliang too cold?"

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "When Xu Xiao pulled up a group of people to go out to Liaodong, it would definitely not work without money. So he borrowed money from many people. Many people felt that the money was not enough and they would definitely waste it. They simply left behind the guests. Only the Feng family and the other two were relatively thin at the time, but they could not stand Xu Xiao's tangle and gave more than 60 taels of silver together. Although Xu Xiao secretly returned their favors several times after becoming famous, he still always talked to me about the dozens of taels that were heavier than the gold 10,000 taels that he got in the future. If it weren't for the pitiful broken silver, he would have almost no determination to leave Liaodong at that time."

Zhao Zhu nodded and sighed: "I understand."
Chapter completed!