The correct strategy for the master of the world

Li Xunhuan, Wen Renxi had never heard of this name, but Lu Xiaofeng was very familiar with it.

"Six Ru son Li Xun Huan?" He asked subconsciously.

Li Xun Huan smiled shallowly: "If it's the one who's addicted to alcohol, then I'm right."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "In this world, where is there a second Mr. Liuru?"

Hearing this, Li Xun Huan laughed lowly, and accidentally pulled the wound on his chest, the smile on his face changed.

Wen Renxi said: "If you want to heal your injury faster, you'd better lie down obediently."

Li Xun Huan sighed: "Smelling such good wine, if I can still lie on the bed, then it's not Li Xun Huan."

Wen Renxi looked at him for a while, then calmly stretched out his hand to touch his face, and sealed the acupoints with energy.

Li Xun Huan only felt a slight pain on his face, and heard Wen Renxi say: "This way you won't be able to smell it."

Indeed, now Li Xunhuan can't smell anything.

He sighed again: "Wouldn't it be more worrying to see but not to hear?"

"Really?" Wen Renxi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly interjected: "Isn't Wenren's medicine still warming up? Why don't you go get Mr. Li? Your injury hasn't healed yet, so don't sit like this. I'll help you lie down."

Lu Xiaofeng spoke such a long sentence without even a single punctuation mark.

Wen Renxi turned and left to get the medicine.

Patients who are not very obedient are really annoying. At this time, he misses his old patient Xiaohong very much. Although he is a little taciturn, he is obedient anyway.

Lu Xiaofeng supported Li Xun Huan to lie down, said with a smile: "In the past, Third Brother Hua praised you for his talent and appearance, he really lived up to his reputation."

Li Xun Huan said, "It's just a false name."

His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't have much concern for such praise.

After all, even the first emperor who ordered him to be Tanhualang back then had gone to the west of Hexi for some years. After so many years, he no longer cared about all the things in the court.

After pausing for a moment, he asked, "Brother Hua is the master Hua Man Ting Hua?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, Hua Sange was used to calling Hua Sange, he himself forgot that Hua Manting was still carrying the official position of the imperial court.

"Exactly." He replied, "Could it be that the two of you are old friends?"

The Li family and the Hua family are both in the south of the Yangtze River, so it is common to think that the two families have a relationship.

"It's not an old friendship." Li Xunhuan said, "I had a hand-to-hand conversation with Mr. Hua in the past, and it is still unforgettable."

When he was still an official in the court, he had met Hua Manting several times, and had a hand-to-hand conversation with Hua Manting by chance. Although they admired each other, they couldn't meet each other after all.

Lu Xiaofeng was silent for a while, and said: "Brother Hua's chess skills are pretty good!" Then he asked again, "Then who won in the end?"

Li Xun Huan said: "Lord Hua is a great talent in governing the world, I am ashamed of myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng laughed: "I knew that Hua San's stinky chess basket couldn't beat you."

Li Xun Huan asked: "How did you know that I won?"

Lu Xiaofeng replied: "It's because Third Brother Hua is the ruler of the world, isn't it?"

Li Xun Huan sighed, "You know me too."

Lu Xiaofeng continued: "Those who don't know you are the world's people."

In the small kitchen, Wen Renxi was decocting medicine.

The dark brown concoction gurgled and rolled, and the bitter medicinal smell spread everywhere.

There was something wrong with the small stove that Lu Xiaofeng had found, the burning fireworks splashed randomly, and the eyes that rushed towards him made people want to cough uncontrollably.

Wen Renxi silently wrote another note to Lu Xiaofeng in his heart.

In autumn, the sun is just right, and it shines obliquely through the small window of the small kitchen, with the shadow halo of the branches outside the window.

It was very quiet outside the house, but occasionally a few birds chirped and flew by.

Suddenly, he said, "The door is unlocked, come in."

A silence.

After a while, a small shadow slowly began to move among the shadows of the branches reflected on the wall.

Wen Renxi fanned the small stove as if he didn't realize it, and held a tattered cattail fan in his hand, which was indescribably inconsistent.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the old wooden door creaked harshly.

Wen Renxi was still sitting on the small stool and looking after his medicine.

A young man walked in. He was very handsome, and when he walked in, he took every step steadily.

His whole body was well groomed, his hair was neatly tied into a crown, and his white clothes were spotless, but although he was handsome and affectionate, he had a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

This must be a conceited person.Wen Renxi thought about it.

"Sir, why should you be like this? Why don't you stand up and talk about it in detail." The young man said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and although his tone was humble, he didn't have any sincerity.

Wen Renxi stood up and brushed off the smoke from his body.

Just as the young man was about to speak, he saw Wen Renxi pouring the medicine into a bowl, passing him by without looking back while holding the medicine.

"Isn't sir not even willing to say anything?" he asked.

Wen Renxi didn't stop, and said, "Since I saved Li Xunhuan, there is nothing to talk about."

The young man clapped his hands and said, "Sir, you have good eyesight."

Wen Renxi said, "Is that why you came here to talk about it?"

The young man said: "Of course not, but it's a small stronghold outside the pass, just abandon it."

Wen Renxi sneered.

If it was really just a small stronghold, why bother chasing and killing Li Xun Huan thousands of miles away.

The young man sighed: "Mr.'s behavior is really embarrassing for the kid."

"Have you finished?" Wen Renxi asked.

If you have something to say, finish talking and get out.

The young man had no choice but to say: "I come here for the sake of my husband."

"For me?" Wen Renxi asked mockingly.

"Exactly." The young man nodded, and raised his head quite arrogantly, "Mr. is a great talent. It's a pity that he is not as beautiful as Kong Zang's jade in one corner."

Wen Renxi stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at the young man with a half-smile, and said, "Do you know who was the last person who said this to me?"

"Oh?" The young man folded his arms and said, "Forgive me for being mean, I really don't know."

"It's the son of Prince Nan." Wen Renxi said, "If you don't even know this, you can be called ignorant."

Regarding the sarcasm in Wen Renxi's words, the young man didn't seem to hear it, he took two steps forward, caressed the table and said: "The eagle's shabby room, the dragon's trapped alley, I am sad and sigh. "

The environment of the small kitchen in the inn is naturally not much better. The walls that have not been washed for many years, the greasy table, and the smoky air after frying the medicine have cast a layer of black on everything.

If it's a rainy day, I'm afraid this place will be a paradise for all kinds of bugs.

Wen Renxi looked at the messy little kitchen and said, "Zi is not a fish, but you know the joy of fish."

The young man said: "Although I am not a fish, I also know that fish love rivers and seas rather than shallows."

Wen Renxi frowned and said, "Do you want to be like Wang Mang?"

The young man laughed loudly: "The Prince of Nan is such an idiot that he wants to be like Wang Mang. If the Son of Heaven has no virtue, I will definitely change it!"

His tone was arrogant and full of confidence.

He is not talking big words, but really believes that he can change the dynasty.

Wen Renxi raised his eyebrows: "You want to be Zhu Di?"

The young man smiled: "It's not that I want to be Zhu Di, but you, sir."

Wen Renxi's pupils shrank slightly: "The Son of Heaven is benevolent, why change it?"

"Since there is a prince, how can there be an emperor?"

Wen Renxi stagnates.

The young man is telling him clearly that he already knows his identity.

Strictly concealed from the outside world, the person who knew about this matter was either dead or someone with a very strict tongue, such a young man can still find out the news, people have to be shocked by the power and reach behind him.

After a while, Wen Renxi said: "The crown prince is dead, why bother to disturb people's cleanliness."

"Weighing the world is priceless." The young man smiled sarcastically, "He, Zhu Yuanye, can't bear such criticism."

"No." Wen Renxi turned around with a cold expression, "You can't afford this verdict, I can't afford it, only he can afford it."

The young man clenched his hands, and abruptly snapped off a corner from the table, his face slowly sank: "Sir, what do you mean?"

Wen Renxi said: "The fate of heaven belongs to you, that's all."

"Destiny..." A strange smile appeared on the young man's face, "As expected of a member of the Kunlun sect."

"Nonsense." Wen Renxi said, turned and left.

The young man watched his leaving back, and suddenly raised his voice: "Did the destiny tell you that Aunt Gongsun is not dead!"

Wen Renxi's footsteps stopped, and the next second, the dark brown concoction congealed into a long sword, and pointed straight at the young man's throat.

The young man raised his head, just in time to meet Shangwen Renxi's eyes as cold as ice.

The author has something to say: Little angels, the stupid author is back ah ah ah ah ah

The military training is super hard every day, I’m as tired as a doge, I didn’t even take out the computer a few times QAQ

In addition, the account has no money to read articles, and I have almost never logged in to JJ for military training.

However, the instructor is actually a national defense student of our school, and I like it. After the military training is over, I don’t have any worries about parting. The instructor’s dormitory is 5 minutes away from www.

I have to get along with this group of unscrupulous instructors and seniors for more than two years

I turned on the computer today and saw the increase in the collection, and I was moved to cry!

Because I haven't written for a long time, I can't find the feeling at once. Here is half a piece to prove that the author didn't abandon the pit!

Make it up tonight!

In fact, it's mainly because the stupid author misremembered the time and has to rush back to school today.

Little angels, I love you so much, why don't you throw yourself down one by one!