thank you very much

After these words were uttered, the room suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Wen Fu Zhukong opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't utter any rebuttal words, only boundless regret slowly spread from the bottom of his heart.Jiang Mo's casual remark just now was also a blow to his heart.

I also thought of those who admired Jiang Mo just now. This person should be a fierce tiger galloping recklessly on the battlefield, but he was forced to sit in the room and share his own responsibilities. Things, compared to breaking the wings of a falcon, is it not as shameless as it is?

"Jiang Mo... I will go back. I, we will go back right away."

"Go back? Together?"

"I'm always afraid that something will happen to Su Yan. I don't trust that person Gu Sheng. Even if you and Master are worried about him, I have to go back and check it myself."

"What about him?" Jiang Mo glanced at Xie Changhuan's room.

"Take them together."

"Take them away together?" He touched his nose uncomfortably, and his tone seemed to be taking people back, rather than the normal "please" to go back.

"You heard me right." Wen Fuzhu's tone suddenly became stronger. In Jiang Mo's impression, he seldom used this tone. Even when he punished Su Yan back then, he was usually as gentle as a tiger with a smile on his face. And, it's just that after every time he said it, Su Yan was aggrieved and asked himself or his wife to sue him as the tutor.

Of course, Su Yan never sued and won.

"I'm going to ask him now, Jiang Mo, can you leave tonight? The injury..."

"It's okay, I always recover well, but he, he suffered an internal injury, can he stand the bump immediately?"

Wen Fuzhu was stunned for a moment, and his expression became softer, but he didn't say much, he just put down everything in his hands silently, and went to Xie Changhuan's room.

*******

"Why did you come back? Where did you go?"

"Going to drink." Xie Changhuan's steps were still a little vain, "It turns out that Brother Thirteen buried several jars of good wine here in the Yanzilou. Just drink it."

"You're hurt internally, you shouldn't be drinking."

"Oh." Xie Changhuan smiled perfunctorily, then leaned back to the table like a boneless person, and did not move closer to Wen Fuzhu, "Why did you think of looking for me?"

Are you done with him?Remember me?

"How long is the time limit for your mission?"

"Um?"

"Chang Huan, I can't go south with you for the time being."

Xie Changhuan burped, only to feel that those words were like a bucket of ice being poured on his head, and he woke up more than half of the wine in an instant, "What did you say?"

"If you still have time limit, how about you traveling with me?"

Wen Fu wished that seeing him like this, he must not be drinking, but drinking heavily. I don’t know if it’s because he suspected him earlier that made him unhappy. Seeing him humiliating himself like this made him feel distressed, so he couldn’t help but want to reach out Go and straighten his messy hair on the sideburns.

Who knew that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slapped away with a "snap".

I didn't expect him to react so much, and Wen Fuzhu's hand was full of strangulation just now in order to stabilize his figure by wrapping the steel wire. The pain was already severe, but this time it hurt even more. It looks good.

"What exactly do you want, Wen Fuzhu?"

Xie Changhuan stood up unsteadily, "I'm only heading south."

"Chang Huan, don't make trouble at this time. You see, you also said that you originally stopped this mission in order to earn a lot of gold and silver, and then come to "marry" me, right? Then I will tell you now , if you accompany me to the north, it will be twice as much as going south..."

"Wen Fuzhu, what are you kidding, are you forcing me to break my own rules?"

Are you a disciplined person...

Wen Fuzhu was a little helpless, Chang Huan would never talk to himself like this when he was sober... Maybe it was at the former site of Yanzilou that he made him miss his old friends again, he was in a bad mood and drank too much... It's really difficult to communicate...

"Chang Huan." Wen Fu wished the tone was softer, "You are obedient, first accompany me back to the north, and I will accompany you back immediately after I finish the matter, okay?"

"You are not afraid of Qin Niang and Tan Chen, they are all waiting for us."

"I don't want to break my promise, but if you insist on going to the appointment, just don't take me with you." Wen Fuzhu also got up slowly, and continued softly, "If I finish dealing with the matter, I will come back to you as soon as possible .”

Xie Changhuan stood holding the door frame for a while, suppressing the urge to vomit in his throat, and finally found some courage to turn around, "Wen Fuzhu, I feel bad."

"Um?"

"I'm sick of it."

Did he drink too much... I have told him many times not to drink too much. Although he has shown signs of giving up drinking in recent years, I don't know what happened to him this time.

Wen Fuzhu just wanted to take a few steps forward and pull him back into the room. Let's wait until he sobers up tomorrow. If he can't talk to a drunk lunatic right now, he will undoubtedly cause trouble for himself.

As soon as he took a step forward, he saw Xie Changhuan waving his hand violently, "Don't lean over."

When you come over, I feel even more fucking uncomfortable.

I see you now and I feel disgusted.

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't get rid of the scene just now. For some reason, Xie Changhuan suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and his eyes slowly turned red from staring at him.

Wen Fuzhu also had a "thump" in his heart, thinking, could it be that he knew that he had stretched out a black hand to Yanzilou?But so far that incident is only a rumor that "Feathered Crow" did it, the outside world is not sure, more is that it was deliberately spreading rumors at the beginning, and more elements were involved in the court.The common people know what they know, and the Jianghu people have their own mouths. He Wen Fu wished that he knew that he would not show any lies.

Anyway, even without Xie Changhuan's introduction, Wen Fuzhu had already set his sights on Yanzilou.

In the beginning, he was just idling in the huge and lonely palace, flicking the letter paper out like a hidden weapon, and when he casually picked up the paper with the name on it handed over by the spies, he was taken aback for a moment.

Yanzilou back?Swallow House?

The outside world often calls it Yanzilou, but at that time, "Paper Cigarettes" gave another answer:

Swallow House back.

This reply is both redundant and wonderful.

Thinking back to when he and Zhiyan laughed and said, "Could it be that he obtained the meaning of 'the former swallow of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people'."

"What if?"

"If so, I'm afraid it's not a simple tavern."

Kui Shengli is doing well, whose king Xie Chao Zhongyan are you?

One word aroused Wen Fuzhu's doubts, and it succeeded in arousing Wen Fuzhu's picketing heart all at once - at that time, he really wanted too much to leave Kaisheng and find a good place to rest.So as long as he has a little rebellious heart, he will definitely be bored, so as to avoid future troubles and steal half a year of leisure for himself.

But I didn't expect that this leisure could only be stolen seven or eight years later, and because of Xie Changhuan, Yanzilou saved a few years of spring and autumn.

Sometimes being kind to others is being cruel to yourself.

For more than 20 years, karma has been turning around, and facing the now shaky Kaisheng again, Wen Fuzhu deeply felt that his actions more than ten years ago were really wrong and there is no wrong thing to do.

Gu Sheng was right to scold him, even if he was willing to listen to his persuasion at that time.

But I... got angry with him first.

Let me ask again, has Gu Sheng really done anything to be sorry for Wei Sheng, or to be worthy of Wei Sheng?Wen Fuzhu couldn't think about it. Similarly, he suddenly felt that he was actually not qualified to say anything about Gu Sheng.

The only thing I can ask now is that Gu Sheng must not rebel, and I hope that I can still be tied to their hearts.

But what about his move more than ten years ago?Wouldn't it make Gu Sheng suspect...was he a traitor?

"Chang Huan..."

Wen Fuzhu couldn't help but call him again, if this kind of thing can be discovered casually, then he can just resign, and he is still a counselor, so at this moment, he has found the bottom line. It definitely won't be because of that incident, it's better to put Xie Changhuan on the bed quickly, and he will go and think of other ways with Jiang Mo.

Xie Changhuan now sees Wen Fuzhu more and more confused, wants to curse, wants to question, but is afraid that there will be nothing when he speaks, so he waved his hand violently, "You go, you go, I want to sleep."

"Okay, I'll help you over there."

"No, I can find a bed, I didn't drink too much, you go out quickly."

Wen Fuzhu was stunned for a moment, and didn't say anything else, just went out in silence, and closed the door with a "boom" as soon as he stepped out.

He wanted to go back and tell him more, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt a severe pain in his hand, which seemed to be the opposite, so he didn't bother to say any more, and went back to Jiang Mo's place.

Jiang Mo had already heard the commotion over there a long time ago, is he completely drunk and lunatic, and his voice is also loud.

These gangsters in the rivers and lakes...

I really don't understand how Wen Fuzhu can think that this person is talented, at this moment, he put on a smile on his face, watching Wen Fuzhu throw the wound medicine back into his arms as soon as Wen Fuzhu came in, "Hurry up, I can hear that sound too loudly from here."

Wen Fu Zhu Dan hummed, reapplied the medicine on his hands with a calm face, and then sat back at the table.

Seeing that posture, Jiang Mo was speechless, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Go to sleep and recover well. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight. There's a drunk over there, and a wounded man over there. Once you're caught by someone, you both have to rely on me to save you."

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, thinking it was reasonable, and he and Wen Fuzhu never used hypocritical politeness, at this moment they took off their clothes generously and fell asleep, leaving him to sit quietly all night.

In the middle of the night, I don't know where in the surrounding deserted villages, the blind birds sang a few times, and after Jiang Mo woke up suddenly, he saw the bright moon outside the wide open window.

The light leaked in shiningly, and it all sprinkled on Wen Fuzhu's body, making the sweat on the tip of his nose more crystal clear.

I knew that those who couldn't really believe that he was a sentinel must have lost their minds and turned to thinking about something again, so focused that they didn't even know when they woke up.

He couldn't help but stare at him carefully for a while with his eyes wide open. Jiang Mo's throat moved slightly, and he suddenly wanted to speak.

He has something... he wants to talk to Wen Fuzhu.

In fact, I didn’t think about my own thoughts at first, until I was squatting at the bottom of the valley with those brats a few days ago, and when I was taking a break, I heard a brave man ask him, "Brother, do you like Wen?" Master."

One sentence scared him so much that he almost missed the fruit in his hand, "What?"

He raised eyebrows and stared, talking nonsense, how could a man like him like another man.

"Hey, no, I'll just ask you. You're still in a hurry with me... Well, there's a little actor in the cigarette who asked me to ask. He said he looked at Mrs. Wen differently when he saw you. I have always wanted to bring you together, so that the Taifu will not run around. To be honest, we have you leading us, we have a bottom-up heart, and the cigarettes are gone. They belong to the elderly, and they are afraid of being bullied even if they are only elderly... So when do you think you will tie the Tai Tuo back for them?"

At that time, Jiang Mo smiled on the surface, "You want to eat army sticks."

The kid was so frightened that he hurriedly handed over some fruits, "Hey, eat it quickly, this fruit is so sweet, it's like I farted just now."

Jiang Mo continued to keep a straight face, "Let me eat pears on your fart, you are not timid."

The people around were laughing and joking again, Jiang Mo simply stood aside with the pear in his hands and ate it alone.

The way I look at him...is there any difference?

Later, it’s not that he didn’t grab that feathered crow and asked, “What kind of eyes did I look at him?”

"You are gentle."

"I'm not gentle like this?"

"Did you say you were gentle when the Thirty Army Sticks came down the day before yesterday?"

"roll."

"twitter."

"return."

"Eh."

"What kind of eyes do you have?"

"It's hard to say, why don't you just go out and stare at what a little daughter-in-law thinks of your husband."

"...fifty batons."

"..."

"How do you look at your own wife when you go to the street and just stare at a husband?"

"The baton is still fifty."

"..." Well, I won't say anything.

But after that, Jiang Mo didn't think about it in his heart.But I think it's a bit weird to think about it.However, I couldn't help thinking about it.

Then, then he seemed to really figure it out, that he really liked him.

This, this is really strange.

But it's good to have someone to accompany, after so many years, so familiar with each other, if Fu Zhu doesn't mind...

Oh, this kind of thing is impossible when you think about it. Wen Fu has blessed him for so many years, and he has long been like a monk who has lost everything. How could he still say that he likes others?

However, in the cold palace cage in the future, it would be good for them to be each other's companions and support Su Yan.

But Jiang Mo didn't say that at this time.

One is that Wen Fuzhu was thinking too seriously, so he wouldn't disturb her.

The second is... now is not the time.Seeing that Kaisheng's regime is beginning to be a little unstable, and family and country affairs are put first when we meet, why should we mention the small love between children?Can this person not return to Kaisheng?He will be back sooner or later.

Let's wait until this matter is stabilized. The more important thing right now is how to deal with this difficult matter.

Just thinking of this, Jiang Mo smiled softly again, anyway, Fuzhu is here, and he is fully responsible for thinking about these matters. There is no need for me, a half-hearted businessman, to make extra troubles, just let go boldly, and let him do it at ease.

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