I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

"The emperor celebrates his birthday, and the people are so lively?"

"That's right, Minzhi's parents, there are a lot of things to do."

This is the first time in Xiaolulu's life that he goes out to play with Ye Zhuolin.When the emperor celebrates his birthday, the folks are naturally decorated with lanterns and festoons, especially at the foot of the imperial city, which is even more lively. Ye Zhuolin hasn't been to such a noisy place for a long time, and he almost feels a little uncomfortable.

This is Zhao Feng's 25th birthday. It's not particularly important. After all, it's not a big birthday every ten years. There's no need to prepare for a few days of torment a year. , The ministers usually follow the steps.

There was no fighting recently, Ye Zhuolin was not in a hurry to go back, and simply took Xiao Lulu out for a stroll.

On such a serious day, the behavior of "throwing purses" is temporarily suspended, so the two of them don't have to be suffocated by masks, and walk openly, attracting the attention of many people along the way, but they are not attacked by purses. It is rare to be so comfortable and feel The sky is much clearer.

However, the two teenagers who live a monotonous life on weekdays really have nothing to do.

So the two went to the teahouse.

This is a famous tea house at the foot of the imperial city. The tea art is well-known. Many foreigners come here.

Then he bowed his head and started drinking tea.

He has no interest in love and love, and being oppressed by the war, he always feels that having many people around him is just a burden, affecting the speed of his sword and hindering his footsteps. It is better to be lonely for a lifetime than having many oil bottles.

However, Xiao Lulu listened seriously, staring at the storyteller all the time, the tea in the cup was cold, he was still ignorant, the whole figure seemed to be in a trance, which made Ye Zhuolin think there was some mystery in this story, But after listening carefully for a while, it was nothing more than "listen to my explanation" and "if I don't listen, I won't listen". It was very boring and nothing new.

In the end, Ye Zhuolin couldn't help asking: "What's so good about this? It's so fascinating."

After a pause, Xiaolu came back to his senses, and took a sip of tea in a concealed manner: "Learn and learn."

Ye Zhuolin snatched the teacup from Xiaolulu's hand, poured out the cold tea, replaced it with hot new tea, handed it back, and asked, "What are you studying? Which girl do you like recently and want to chase after?"

Xiao Lulu shook his hands, the tea in the cup splashed his sleeves immediately, Ye Zhuolin stared and thought: "Could it be that I guessed it right?"

"No...no, I don't have a girl I like." Xiao Lulu hurriedly wiped his hands clean.

Ye Zhuolin was dubious: "Then why are you so excited? I thought you were enlightened at the age of 17, it's scary."

Because he always felt that Xiao Lulu's "14-year-old likes men" was completely bullshit, so he never took it seriously, just treated Xiao Lulu as an innocent boy.

Xiao Lulu raised his head and moved his lips, looking hesitant to speak.

"what happened?"

Xiaolulu blinked, and said in a weak voice, "Has brother Ye enlightened?"

Ye Zhuolin didn't expect to ask this, and was taken aback for a moment: "Ah, what's the matter? You want to urge the marriage?"

"Brother Ye is about to reach the weak crown." Xiaolulu said sincerely, "Shouldn't the man and the weak crown arrange a marriage?"

"That's someone else." Ye Zhuolin sneered, "No one can arrange my life, even if Zhao Feng forced a marriage."

Before Xiaolulu could answer, a voice suddenly came: "Really?"

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man with a beard sitting not far away, leaning casually on the table, holding a flagon in his left hand, resting his cheek in his right, and a long knife on the ground. Looking at Ye Zhuolin with a half-smile.

Xiaolulu felt that the visitor was not kind, and just wanted to remind Ye Zhuolin to be more careful, but Ye Zhuolin suddenly pushed his back and said in a low voice: "You go first, wait outside, I will come right away."

Xiaolulu was unwilling to go, Ye Zhuolin couldn't help it, sighed, no longer persistent, turned to the bearded man, smiled and said: "Your Excellency is from Xifan? I don't know why you came to my Nanzhao Imperial City, but come here Is it from Heshou?"

Xifan is Nanzhao's neighboring country, a country that advocates force, and any citizen who is pulled out at random is a good fighter, and it is also the country that Ye Zhuolin ranks first in his heart and does not want to contact.

The reason is very simple, Xifan people are barbaric, everyone has low EQ, and is irritable.

The bearded beard looks very unfriendly, and his words are very irritating: "You are that General Fengzhi, right? I have heard that General Fengzhi is the only one who respects me, and even the emperor doesn't take it seriously. Got it."

These two forced to find fault?Ye Zhuolin really wanted to throw this person away, but he was not sure if this person was an envoy sent by Xifan. He was worried that dismissing him would damage the relationship between the two countries, so he could only smile at the moment: "Just kidding That’s all, don’t dare to take it.”

The two of them were separated by three or four tables, and their voices were naturally not low, especially the one with the beard who was loud enough to shake people's eardrums, it was hard not to pay attention.The storyteller stopped speaking, and the noise of playfulness disappeared suddenly. The teahouse was very quiet for a while, and almost everyone's eyes were cast on it.

"Is that General Fengzhi? You're so young."

"What the hell is he so handsome?"

"Damn it... I seem to have hit him with a purse a few days ago."

People who practice martial arts have good hearing, just like Ye Zhuolin's whispers are heard by bearded beards, the discussions of the people around him naturally fall into Ye Zhuolin's ears.

It is impossible for any high-spirited young man to be praised as handsome, but his heart is not disturbed. However, the situation forced Ye Zhuolin to care less about complacency.The bearded man had already picked up the knife: "I already know a lot about General Feng Zhi's anecdote, whether it's true or not, but I wonder if the general would like to learn from me?"

Ye Zhuolin held back the anger in his heart, smiled and spread his hands: "I'm so sorry, I didn't bring a weapon, after all, I'm not some idiot who likes to make trouble."

"Heh, I don't believe in the majestic General Feng Zhi. The man who is victorious in all battles in the anecdote really has no defense at all when he walks outside." The bearded Hu laughed, "Undo your belt and wristbands, or just explore Sleeves and lapels, I don’t believe there is nothing, or, did I really overestimate you?”

"I think there is something wrong with you." Ye Zhuolin finally couldn't help cursing.

The bearded man was scolded without pain, but became excited instead: "If General Feng Zhi is worried about destroying the tables and chairs here, we can go out and fight, why? Isn't the general afraid? This is inconsistent with the rumors."

If you don't accept it, the matter will probably never end, Ye Zhuolin finally responded cursingly, and walked out of the building.

Xiao Lulu hastily followed: "Why did you agree when you knew he was provoking trouble?"

"It is precisely because he is provocative, so he has to agree." Ye Zhuolin explained lightly, "He came to me, if I backed down, wouldn't that be telling others clearly that General Feng Zhi is a waste?"

Subconsciously, Xiaolulu felt that this matter was a bit embarrassing, but he really didn't understand why Ye Zhuolin's blood was boiling all of a sudden. It's really unwise to make trouble in this kind of day. The provocation of the bearded man is not high-level, and it doesn't work even with a middle finger. Why did Ye Zhuolin go?

Xiao Lulu was worried and doubtful, seeing Ye Zhuolin about to fight with his beard.The bearded man is very strong, his complexion is like bronze, and his tendons look like they are about to explode. He is carrying a long knife and looks fierce. Just one look can make people feel that his life is in danger.

And Ye Zhuolin just stood there indifferently, wearing a light blue narrow-sleeved tights and a high ponytail. He is tall, his frame is gradually growing, and he usually practices martial arts. His figure already has a solid and reliable feeling. But compared to the bearded beard, he is still too thin and weak, and Ye Zhuolin has that kind of white and clean appearance. Such a comparison makes him feel like he has been crushed.

The people around were also sweating.

Finally, when the long knife struck, Xiaolulu's heart rose to his throat, for fear that Ye Zhuolin would not dodge and directly hit his head.But Ye Zhuolin was obviously not a vase with a reputation, so he quickly avoided it sideways, and at the same time clasped the bearded and strong arm, almost successfully snatching away the long knife.

But the beard is not a simple thing, and it has the advantages of body size and strength. It is not suppressed, but instead exerts force and buckles back. That posture seems to want to break Ye Zhuolin's arm abruptly.

Fortunately, Ye Zhuolin reacted quickly, knowing that he would be disadvantaged by brute force, so he quickly withdrew his arms, and the two of them fought back and forth for a while, the rhythm was tight, the bonding was strong, like Tai Chi, loopholes kept appearing, and then To save the day, if this is a martial arts competition, it is simply a rare and exciting competition.

But this is talking about a competition. In fact, both of them know that if they make a mistake, it is very likely that they will be bloody.

Ye Zhuolin frowned slightly, the bearded man was stronger than he thought, and it was impossible to win with bare hands, so Ye Zhuolin took out the dagger that he always had at his waist, avoiding brute force, and wanted to win with dexterity.

But he underestimated the scheming of the bearded man.

Just when Ye Zhuolin found a loophole and wanted to seize the opportunity to change the situation, a few needles suddenly shot out from the sleeve of the bearded man. Ye Zhuolin was startled and wanted to block it with a dagger, but the speed of the needles was too fast and he could see It was really not easy, the dagger was too late to retract.

Ye Zhuolin only felt itching under his armpits, but it was useless to be anxious now, Ye Zhuolin didn't even have time to panic, he just used his inertia to stab the dagger towards the bearded neck.The bearded man didn't expect Ye Zhuolin to be so calm, and he was caught off guard for a moment. The sword slashed across his neck, leaving a bloody gash. It wasn't deep or fatal, but it was not shallow, and it had already started to bleed.

The people around suddenly screamed, and some people felt that General Fengzhi's attack was swift, only Xiao Lulu could tell that Ye Zhuolin's subordinates showed mercy.

Sure enough, Brother Ye never let him down, whether it was skill or reason.

The bearded man touched his neck, felt blood on his hand, and his pupils shrank - if it was deeper, it would not be bleeding, but spurting blood.

Ye Zhuolin held the blood-stained dagger in his right hand, and smiled lightly at his bearded beard: "Think before you speak, you are not worthy of being on this land and pointing fingers at anyone here."

The bearded man clenched his fists, he was sure that Ye Zhuolin had been hit by his needle, and now this person was standing upright on the surface, probably his consciousness was almost blurred, when he fell down, there was a complete chance of killing him back.

But this opportunity never came.

As soon as Ye Zhuolin finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. A man in a python robe came out of the crowd, followed by two guards. He was the emperor of Nanzhao, the boss of this land. , Zhao Feng.

At this time, Zhao Feng was completely different from the amiable image he had towards Ye Zhuolin before, and his tone was a little low: "I don't know where my general has attracted the dissatisfaction of Xifan's envoys? How dare he act wildly in my place? But I thought Nan Zhao had no people?"

Xiao Lulu blinked. Affected by Ye Zhuolin's usual bad words, he always thought that Zhao Feng was a cowardly and stupid king, but he didn't expect to have such a strong side.

As soon as the word "zhen" was uttered, the surroundings were silent, and just when everyone reacted and wanted to kneel down, with the crisp sound of an iron falling to the ground, General Feng Zhi, who was standing upright just now, fell down without a word.

The author has something to say: ps: The author's name is useless, especially when the name of the country is extraordinarily sloppy, so I mind!

And Xiaoye has not experienced life and death at this time, and she is a little fearless. I didn't mean to be ooc. From 20 to 30 years old, there must be a change, right?