thank you very much

Stepping up the horse, Wen Fuzhu pulled the reins slightly, and turned his head to meet Shang Yifeng's gaze.

Nodding his head slightly as a compliment, Wen Fuzhu led Xie Changhuan's beloved horse from his side as kindly as possible.

——Because when Xie Changhuan abandoned the horse and turned to lead him to drive this distance with lightness kung fu, it also caused him doubts. Before that, it was the previous guesses, but they were just guesses.

When he was in the palace, he dealt with the information every day, and many things were speculated step by step.

Often things require a very dubious breaking point.

——At the beginning, we were able to wipe out the evils of the previous dynasty, all depended on whether Wen Fuzhu could find this breakthrough point.

How many days and nights have you stared at the table without moving your eyes, just sitting all day long.

But in my mind, I have to search for seven or eighty years, or even a hundred years. Those who died and buried in the ground may be clues, or they may bury a big problem. Maybe someone's family training is to overthrow the traitor Su Yuanshan? !

At that time, the emperor's personal eccentricities were really not enough to be known by the world.But thanks to his many bad habits, it will eventually arouse the anger of heaven and people, and will not make Su Yuanshan really end up with the reputation of a traitor in the end.

Now that this habit of thinking and guessing has continued, Wen Fuzhu made a thorough judgment during this light work trip - among the three groups of people who followed behind him, there must be one group of people who belong to Xie Changhuan.

Where else would his horse be?

That's because he spent a lot of hard work, and spent a lot of gold and silver to feed it from a sickly pony to the wind-riding horse it is today!There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who do not love horses.

He, Wen Fuzhu, understood this truth.

So someone must take care of it for him, he can't just put it anywhere, he was still riding it before!

Wen Fuzhu didn't want to force them to show up, because it would embarrass Xie Changhuan.

——He had been hiding it before, so there must be some reason why he didn't want to tell me, why did I have to force him to tell the truth?

But it was also because of the change in the mental journey in just a few days, Wen Fuzhu changed his mind.

This... could give him a good time.

Create a good time to force Xie Changhuan to feel ashamed of himself.

You see, didn't he just say it himself first, will he follow him in the future?

But if it were his own handle, he would grab it.

After all, fire cannot be contained in paper.

Among the three groups of people, one was Xie Chang Huan himself, and the other was Yu Ya—on the day when he and Nie Bai were walking alone, they happened to bump into Yu Ya.

What a clever word.

It was just a coincidence.

The person in "Shendu" probably saw himself in Kaisheng, so he was so shocked at that moment, and even lost the opportunity to make a move under the shock.

——Wen Fu Zhuben didn't intend to let him go.I'm always afraid that he will poke some trouble.In the end, I didn't expect this person to be dumbfounded at the first glance when he saw him turning around, so he asked Nie Bai to solve it.

What Jiang Mo said was right, "Careful Duty" not only made Jiang Mo feel uneasy, but also made Wen Fuzhu feel uneasy.

This group of people—the willing ones are always a minority.

Those lone eagles and falcons that are suitable for hovering in Mobei, how many of them would be willing to be canaries in a cage for people to look at?

There are only a few of them.

If he saw it from here, Wen Fu wished him a life, and put water on purpose to make him run away, would he tell others about it after he returned?Can the people around you keep their mouths shut and pass on the word?The situation was urgent at that time, even if he had a quick mind, it was difficult for him to find a way to completely explain things to him without attracting Nie Bai's attention - he could communicate with Jiang Mo later and avoid Nie Bai, The lucky one is Jiang Mo who is also familiar with his own mind.

It's just that in the future, the number of feathered crows chasing and killing should be less.

When I met Jiang Mo that day, I had a brief and general exchange with him.

But Wen Fuzhu didn't expect what happened next - when Gu Sheng came back, Jiang Mo simply brought a few of his usual confidantes, Yu Ya, and dressed himself as a flat-haired animal to run after Xie Changhuan and Nie Bai.

Wen Fuzhu was always afraid that when he had to fight once or twice, he would laugh when he accidentally hit each other face to face.

To see with your own eyes that serious and indifferent man with his face covered, wearing black and white clothes intertwined like a flag, abandoning his long sword, and carrying a dagger like himself to sneak attack a person Second, isn't, isn't it very interesting?

Wen Fuzhu is actually not a boring person.

At least he likes to play tricks on Jiang Mo.

Playing tricks on Jiang Mo in his childhood was the most interesting thing he did when he was studying in the school.

Well, my master won’t let me catch fish in the river, bury rabbits in the grass, tear off the roof tiles, and play sparrows under the trees, so I have no choice but to take advantage of the people around me.

In the beginning, in the university hall in the small town, there were those people who came to bully because they saw that they looked like they could be bullied. All of them cried and kowtowed repeatedly.

At that time, Jiang Mo folded his arms and frowned - "Wen Fuzhu, you are so mean."

Yes, yes, how can you be a stable counselor if you are not bad.

Later, he confirmed that he was going to be a counselor in the future, and learned some ways of governing the world from his master alone, and buried himself in ancient books and history books every day. At that time, after the master taught him, he went to check Jiang Mo's martial arts.

At first, I really didn't want to bully this man - after all, in the scorching winter, he was reading a book in the house with the stove in his arms, and he danced wildly against the snowflakes all over the sky outside with his dazzling swordsmanship.

The young man is reckless, and the sword's edge can still be turned into a fierce spirit, rolling thousands of miles away.

In the scorching summer, he squatted in the shade of a tree with a watermelon in his hand and flipped through the books, while he hung himself upside down by the tree trunk with sweat on his head to practice real kung fu.

Look, he has suffered enough.

Wen Fu wished he finished the watermelon, licked the last bit of melon juice, and then secretly kept the watermelon seeds that had been harvested in advance one by one in his palm, and only watched his master guide Gu Sheng on the combination of herbs. "Swish swish" to play tricks on Jiang Mo.

The force had to be ruthless, and the direction had to be deliberately biased—grabbed past his shoulder, and shot directly into the small haystack behind him.Or he deliberately shot it on his hard chest, until he heard a "boom", and then shot the watermelon bullet away and sank into the mud.

In short... just don't let the master find out what he has done.

At that time, Jiang Mo couldn't get angry, and he was thinking about practicing his skills well, so he stared at him with a pair of bright eyes.

"You wait for me, Wen Fuzhu, you wait!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

In the evening, the two of them will definitely have to wrestle in the yard. They must be so dirty that each other is covered in a pile of mud, so they can't stop.

Jiang Mo didn't find the pattern at first, and felt that this person was not as strong as himself. Although he didn't underestimate the enemy, he almost lost a round or two.

Later, I gradually figured out Wen Fuzhu's opportunistic method, and before he could shake his empty door, he viciously threw him on the ground, straddled him, grabbed his collar, and raised his fist, "Shut up." Dissatisfied?"

"Submit." The man quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered the corners of his mouth, looking like he was about to cry.

——The most unfortunate thing is counting the elder brother opening the door and pouring footwashing water, the tone must be very high and severe, "Jiang Mo? What are you bullying Fuzhu again?!"

Afterwards, I must be walking in the courtyard all night again, this person pats the mud on his body, takes a shower and returns to his room without grabbing the quilt, he can sleep peacefully with a "big" character on it.

……

In fact, memories are also childish, so what about Chang Huan?How interesting would his childhood have been?

He nodded slightly and went out of the inn to the stable to look for the woman Yifeng as a greeting, Wen Fuzhu led the horse and went out first with a calm face.

——Xie Changhuan didn't want to implicate them and be hunted down, so there was really no need to trick them into going with them from now on, even though they were soon approaching their destination.

It wasn't until Wen Fuzhu slowly left while thinking about who would send the third group of killers, that Yifeng also stopped his probing gaze, turned around to embrace Cen Yao, and gave a vicious pooh Take a sip, "Guess, who is next?"

Cen Yao's gaze also showed some doubts, he only slightly bit his red lips, and did not speak.

Yifeng smiled, "This kid is a ruthless guy. I bet he must be under the old man."

Cen Yao glanced at Yifeng, remained silent, and stared straight at Wen Fuzhu's back as he rode and led the horse away.

Yifeng also looked back, and found that Wen Fuzhu didn't look back, but his own wife was staring at him fascinated, a little upset, pushed her to the corner, and gave her a malicious push, "I didn't toss enough last night. You? It still makes you think..."

"Old wind." Cen Yao slapped him away, then chased him to the door and stared at the disappearing figure, his expression became more serious when he turned around.

Yifeng felt that something was wrong, so he stopped making trouble, went up to circle her, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Don't be afraid that I'm here."

"This man... I seem to have seen it before."

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