Chapter 802 Farewell

Dali City

Royal Palace

Murong Meng stood in front of a bronze mirror that was tall and tall. He raised his arms and was tidied up the dragon robe for him. The four palace maids were either standing or kneeling to organize his clothes for him, and even the tiniest folds would be stretched out. The emperor in the bronze mirror looked majestic and tall, and the emperor's eyebrows outside the mirror were worried that they could not be distorted.

Murong Meng has a quirk, many people have all kinds of quirks, all kinds of them. Murong Meng's quirk is looking in the mirror. His favorite thing is to let his servants sew dragon robes and then put them on, standing in front of the bronze mirror to appreciate the appearance of the dragon robes on him. This is a quirk that began on his first day ascending the throne, and now it has become a habit.

It is said that there is a side hall in the palace to store his clothes. In the years since he ascended the throne, the dragon robe he no longer wore could fill half of the side hall.

"Master, did Fang Jie really agree?"

He asked.

The monk Wuji, who was standing at the door, seemed to be asleep while standing, his body was shaking and drawing circles. The palace maids who looked at him from time to time were worried that he would fall to the ground in the next second. But no matter how he shook, he was still standing.

"He said he would come."

The monk who squinted his eyes answered.

"I can't figure it out..."

Murong Meng admired himself in the bronze mirror, or to be precise, he said, "Now I don't have anything in my hand that can make Fang Jie afraid of. I have fought for military strength. There are no less than 100,000 Black Flag Army outside the city, and it is said that there are still tens of thousands of troops who have arrived in Yongzhou... And how many soldiers are really willing to die for me? I don't know and dare not think about it."

Murong mori waved his hand and signaled the palace maids to withdraw. He walked back to the chair and sat down, as if he was afraid of making the tidy clothes unsatisfied.

"I know what the ministers below are thinking. The reason why they haven't escaped is because I ordered the imperial guards to seal the gate. They don't have the courage to gather people to attack the city gate from inside. But I don't expect that when defending the city, these people will exert ten percent of their strength."

He tasted a sip of tea: "Because of this, the one-on-one competition with you is the best. He dares to agree to your decisive battle in the Dali City Palace?"

The monk who mistook himself shook his head: "I never said that I would fight him. Your grandfather asked me to do that. I would go there because I have lived in Dali City for so many years. The food and clothes I ate for half my life were given by the court, which was that simple. Fang Jie agreed to fight me, I don't know, nor do I want to know. All I have to do is wait for him in the palace. If he comes, he will fight. If he doesn't come, I will not go out to fight him again."

"I understand..."

Murong Meng's face changed and seemed a little unhappy, but he remained polite: "I asked the monk to find Fang Jie. In fact, it has broken the rule that the monk is not in dispute with the world. I am satisfied if you can promise me to do this. That's right... no matter why he is coming, as long as he comes, I will never let him go alive and leave."

"IMHO."

The monk who mistook him glanced at Murong Moe: "Your Majesty's cultivation is no longer as good as before."

Murong Meng was silent for a while, then nodded: "I know that after ascending the throne, I am worried about state affairs every day, so how can I still have time to practice? It is reasonable that my cultivation is not as good as before. I am abandoned. But... I don't think it is better to understand."

Sang Sasa was stunned: "Lie to him?"

"Um"

Fang Jie smiled and said his plan. Sang Sasa was still a little worried after hearing this: "Although that's the case, it's still dangerous. Even if you don't let me accompany you, you have to bring Sister Chen and Sister Mu, and then the Taoist Zun Xiang Qingniu, and the three elders who were angry, as well as Wu Yidao. This person's cultivation is also very good. There are Aunt Du, Mr. Qiu Yu, Mr. Yan Qing, and Xie Fuyao."

"How can Murong Moe be fooled by bringing so many people?"

Fang Jie smiled and said, "It's enough for me to bring Xie Fuyao and Xiang Qingniu. Qingfan and Xiaoyao stayed. What I was worried about is that Murong Meng had other thoughts. If all the masters in the camp went out, maybe Murong Meng would send someone to come. He knew that I would bring you. Aunt Du, Mr. Qiu Yu and Mr. Yan Qing were injured. The four of them were injured by Xie Fuyao, and the others would have to recuperate. As for Wu Yidao, I'll let him be a supporter."

What else Sang Sasa wanted to say? Fang Jie leaned over and put his shoulder on her and said, "Don't worry, you should understand me, I will cherish my life as always."

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A big tent in the Black Flag Army camp

Fang Jie poured Du Hongxian a glass of wine and handed it over with his hands. After Du Hongxian took it, he smiled at him: "Speaking of it, I never thought you would have achieved what you have today. When I was in Fan Gu, you came to eat dog meat and drink pear blossom wine every day. Su Tugou and I never thought you were a great big man. At most, we were just a little man who was very scheming and could make money, but we were kind."

“Not kind anymore?”

Fang Jie asked with a smile.

Du Hongxian was silent for a while and said, "To be honest, where can anyone else make me feel friendly now? After Su Tugou followed the prince westward, all the world except me are outsiders."

Fang Jie's nose felt a little sour, so he took off the wine bag from his waist and handed it to Du Hongxin: "After I arrived in Yongzhou, I found that the old wine sold in a wine shop looked very similar to the pear blossom wine, so I bought the wine shop and added some things to it according to the taste in my memory. Now I drink it seventy-sixths in a drink."

Du Hongxin subconsciously took the wine bag, pulled the plug and took a sip, savored it carefully, shook his head: "You can tell from the taste what has been added to the pear blossom wine, and it is already good to imitate the taste... Fang explained that this military camp and this place are not suitable for me. In other words, I am a little unfamiliar with this world, so I want to leave."

"Um"

Fang Jie nodded: "I know you are here, but you will leave sooner or later."

"Come on the Yangtze River?"

He asked.

Du Hongxian shook his head: "I won't go back. I stayed there because the men who were rocking the boat and ferry were all simple, just like Su Tu dogs. They would smile foolishly and have his shadow. They would get drunk and dance and sing vaguely and have his shadow... But since I left, there was no need to go back. There was no concern for me there, and my concern was on the lonely grave on the grasslands of the Western Regions."

"The grave is at the foot of the snow-capped mountain..."

Fang Jie said: "But I don't want to worry about you going by yourself."

Du Hongxian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't go. You are worried. If Su Tugou finds out, how can he be relieved? He probably doesn't want me to go, he never wants me to be hurt."

Fang Jie's nose felt sore, and he rubbed the wet corners of his eyes: "Then where are you going?"

"Just go to Yongzhou."

Du Hongxian raised the wine bag in his hand: "Can you give me this wine shop? I want to make pear blossom wine again."

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Fang Jie sent Du Hongxian for thirty miles. Du Hongxian said that no matter how deep the love is, it is only thirty miles away. In fact, there is no particularly deep relationship between you and me. Even if it is not a chance meeting, it is just a few occasional encounters. If you send it for too long, I will remember that the shadow of Fan Gu's little border army will be blurred.

Fang Jie stopped and agreed that he would not give it to him.

Du Hongxian smiled at him: "The child is full moon, I will give you a cart of pear blossom wine."

Fang Jie nodded vigorously: "I'll go and pull it myself."

Du Hongxian waved his hand

Fang Jie also waved his hand
Chapter completed!