thank you very much

When Nie Bai searched for the secret note left by his master, he only saw his shameless master pressing Senior Wen on the tree trunk, with one hand on his waist and the other pinching his chin. What are you doing or what are you doing.

Feeling that this matter was very unsuitable for children, Nie Bai hesitated for a moment, hesitated again, and stood still with his back behind them, wanting to wait for them to finish their work before calling him.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I twisted my waist, I heard my master suddenly say something, "You are stupid, aren't you! Just leave the empty door for others?"

Going forward at a ghostly speed is a stir-fried chestnut, "Did I tell you, even if I am standing behind you? You don't even have the consciousness to be a killer, and you still want to be a fart killer." .”

"Oh——" Nie Bai dragged his tune and turned back slowly, trying not to look at the expression on Senior Wen's face, and only raised his head to look at his master, "So, master, should we continue to eat and kill now, or ...Senior Wen and I were on our way slowly, you led the pursuers to flee for your life first?"

"Fuck your mother and run for your life." Xie Changhuan cursed, "Those are obviously my followers."

After finishing his boastful words, he turned around and tugged Wen Fuzhu again. Wen Fuzhu was just wiping his concealed weapon that was almost stained with blood. Even if it wasn't bloody, he probably would have torn a layer of his skin. This time he staggered, The hidden weapon fell straight to the ground.

Xie Changhuan leaned over to pick it up for him, but he waved his hand in displeasure, "No, it's too dirty."

Xie Changhuan rubbed his nose, and dragged Wen Fuzhu to Nie Bai's side, "Take your mistress to dinner properly, I'll come back to you at night."

After finishing his speech, he shook his body first and jumped out.

Nie Bai first admired his master's very powerful skills for a while, and felt that it was really a first-class technique suitable for escaping his life. After the sound of Wen Fuzhu walking slowly and taking a few steps first, he came back to his senses , hastily raised his feet to chase, "What would Senior Wen want to eat? Can Songhua egg clear soup and wine street grilled fish make it?"

Wen Fuzhu paused, "You..."

How do you know what I like to eat.

"My master talks about what you like to eat every day, even when he is on a mission to lie on the beam of the room, he also tells me, "Your senior Wen used to sip when eating, and how he strained it several times when drinking tea." Only willing to drink clear cups to slightly reduce floating leaf foam, even when sleeping...'Uh...cough." Nie Bai stopped wisely.

The water in Wen Fuzhu's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was remembering something interesting, he didn't care about the embarrassment of the young man's sudden stop, and said openly, "I slept with him before."

Just go back to Shisanxun in Yanzilou.

Shisan Xun is an interesting person.

In the same way, where there are interesting people, it is naturally impossible to be uninteresting.

But Wen Fuzhu is a boring person.

He is boring, but he is not ignorant of fun.

Therefore, not wanting to embarrass Xie Changhuan in public, Wen Fuzhu took all the glasses of wine that Shisan Xun had brought in kindly.

Cup after cup of spring brewed sake, the texture of the mouth is thick but not stagnant, and the aftertaste is sweet but not spicy.

Just got drunk after all.

Feeling that the banquet could finally have the charm of passing time, Wen Fuzhu poured enough drug into this last glass of wine.

Swinging the sleeves of the green clothes, toasting calmly, even the moonlight is shining in the eyes, but it seems to be suddenly filled with a faint light, shining and shining.

Xie Changhuan watched his fair throat move slightly, and drank down the glass of wine in one gulp.

Wen Fuzhu had a pair of eyes that were too watery, even when he was staring at something quietly in a daze, there seemed to be sparkles swirling in his pair of gorgeous peach blossom eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it is exciting.

But when the man put down the cup and swayed into his arms, all the warm breath came to his ears, mixed with the most pitiful sentence-"Xie Changhuan, you are not allowed to be sorry for me now." thing."

He hugged his arm and smiled wryly, gritted his teeth and said in his ear, "I, Xie Changhuan, love to use dirty tricks, but I definitely won't use those tricks to you."

Straightening out his sideburns that were scattered around his ears, Xie Changhuan hesitated, but couldn't help but place a soft kiss on his forehead, "Wen Fuzhu, you can go to sleep tonight, there will be a day... I am I will ask you to willingly lie under me."

And later...

Then things got trickier.

It is only a moment when the big waves wash the sand, but how many people are just a moment?

There is no difference between Jianghu and temples in essence, they are both places where talented people come from.

One generation after another, one pile after another, the one that can finally stand on the tip of the blade is only the roundest pearl.

It's a pity that Thirteen Faun is not.

He is a rock.

It is rumored that there used to be an assassination organization in the imperial court called "Feng Mo", and all the assassins under it served in different ways, and the one who was most in charge of Jianghu affairs was called "Yu Ya".

This emperor is nothing more than the power of a puppet. Everyone in the world knows that when the country was first established, that person was nothing more than a 12-year-old brat. The real power fell into the hands of the national teacher Jiang Mo, so some people After all - "Fengmo" is a dark empire organized by the national teacher.As for the Yanzi Tower, the "Feathered Crow" under the jurisdiction of "Feng Mo" obliterated its traces left in history.

On the day the Yanzi Tower caught fire, Wen Fuzhu was playing the flute at Chadu Xiaozhu.

The flute made of old bamboo was picked up casually, and the sound was already hoarse, and after a few blows, it completely lost its sound. Even if it was thrown upside down a few times in the hand, it would be unsightly to throw it as a hidden weapon, so I had to throw it aside casually. Continuing in Hsinchu, when I was bored and lonely, I rolled up my sleeves and looked up at the moon, but saw the stars in the blue sky were dim, and a black crow flew by, carrying the beacon fire that was cold and cold in December.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is another new strategy of the Kaisheng Empire after overthrowing the old government in one fell swoop and annexing the small southern border country-the ambition of Jiang Mo, the national teacher, is really too big.

As a result, the self-aware knights of the rivers and lakes have to protect themselves, either honestly sealed their swords and guns and went home to farm and feed pigs, or defected to the "Shen Du" under the jurisdiction of the imperial court - different from Jin Yiwei, who did not protect the princes and courtiers, but If you simply come here to make a name, you can still be your hero and save your common people, but the only difference is that you are not a real free body, but you are under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. At that time, he had to listen to the imperial court's order.

Therefore, after the launch of this move, many knights also chose the third path-retirement.

Of course, the prerequisite for hermitage is that you have to be rich.Because you don't want to raise pigs, and you don't want to get your hands dirty with the money from the court. It's okay if you don't have a reputation. Except for changing his face and reincarnating in the world, he can only drink the northwest wind and wait to die.

So Xie Changhuan has been puzzled as to why Wen Fuzhu is so rich.

In fact, Wen Fuzhu has always been puzzled, why Xie Changhuan dared to make such a publicity.

Both "Tumi" and "Shanhe" are less active nowadays. It's not that the group of assassins raised by the imperial court didn't want to kill them, but that they might not have killed them. Good to start with.Except for that unlucky Xie Changhuan who was blatantly blatant, other than that, it was rare to hear that the killers of Tumi and Shanhe fought with Yuya, so the court had no choice but to turn a blind eye temporarily.

This goes back to the original question. After Jiang Mogang manipulated the puppet emperor to announce the news, the people of Jianghu were not afraid at all-after all, there are talented people from generation to generation. As long as the masters are all united, they are still afraid of the court. Can't suppress it?Say something that is not afraid of losing your head - so what if it is the other way around? !So what? !No one in today's world knows that this young little emperor's position as the lord of a country is also the result of the rebellion of the puppets in power behind him!

But one is that people in the Jianghu underestimated the mentality of the masters and heroes-each of them is noble, and each of them sweeps the little snow in front of their eyes.

Especially for some reason, not long after the news came out, several heroes in the world have defected to "Shen Du".

Be cautious and independent—the mandate of heaven is called nature, the way of being straightforward is called Tao, and the way of cultivating Tao is called teaching.The Dao is one that cannot be separated even for a moment; if it can be separated, it is not the Dao.That's why a gentleman is cautious about what he doesn't see, and afraid of what he doesn't hear.Nothing can be seen or hidden, nothing can be seen or seen, so a gentleman should be careful about his independence.

But they don't know whether they were bewitched by evil, or they realized the Tao from this sentence. Whether they laugh at them for being greedy for life or fear of death, or spit at them for seeing money, most of the celebrities in the world have collapsed, and the remaining few are just clouds. Dispersed one by one, can't become a big climate.

Jiang Mo once said this to the current little emperor Su Yan—"It's easy to overthrow an empire, and it's easy to disperse a set of people's hearts. The emperor must rely on the hearts of the people, otherwise the sand will be scattered like a plate. It's easy."

The little boy shook his head, and shook his head again, expressing his incomprehension.

A black-robed, black-haired, broad-shouldered man stood tall, his brows were raised slightly, his eyes were cold and cold, he stood under the crabapple flowers next to the emperor's bedroom, pinched one after another, faster and harder, harder and harder, in the blink of an eye After falling on the ground, he suddenly became dazed again, his lowered eyes were all cold and silent, "Is it because your master is here, if he speaks, you can understand?"

Su Yan didn't dare to respond, but just grabbed the corner of his clothes and rubbed it lightly.

The world said that the national teacher Jiang Mo was not good, that he was evil, that he monopolized the power, and that he played with the emperor's heart.

But what Su Yan knew was that Uncle Jiang Mo was actually a very nice person, and the Taifu had said so.

The Taifu always said that in this world of emperors, if someone becomes a loyal minister, someone must become a treacherous minister.

Whether it's loyalty or treachery, you just need to know that Jiang Mo and I are building the world for you, the emperor Su Yan, and that's it.

Later in the spring of the following year, when laughing at Zhi Haitang, the Taifu once said, "He is reluctant to let me be a traitor. But in fact, I am thousands of times more cunning than him."

After saying this, after the crabapple flowers were planted, the Taifu disappeared.

Except for the great cause of the Kaisheng Empire, which is becoming more stable day by day, and the foundation is becoming more solid day by day, there is no longer the Tai Tuo who laughs and hides in the corridor and is lazy.

Naturally, I couldn't see that the national teacher in the black robe holding the sword, even if he was busy as a spinning top with his feet not touching the ground, would still spin around and sneak back to the bedroom to poke this slut, "This book is yours!" Can you still teach? If you can’t teach, please resign as soon as possible, and don’t hurt your children.”

It is often said that the Taifu's face is neither red nor ashamed, and he only throws the scroll in his hand as a hidden weapon to aim at him, "Jiang Mo, do you know why our master is still in good health and his teeth are good?"

The national teacher Jiang Mo thought for a long while with his seemingly shrewd face, his throat rolled down several times but he did not dare to give the most certain answer.

The person in front of him stood up abruptly, stretched his arms, shoulders and elbows, and then stood up with a smile on his sleeves, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Because he never meddles in other people's business."

Yu Bi bowed his waist to pick up the book that hit Jiang Mo and fell to the ground just now, and then threw it out like a stone with a "swoosh", attracting more than a dozen water floats in the Jinqu River, and only one page was covered. The paper was soaked, and all the bullshit sages and sages were stained into a continuous piece of halo ink, as heavy as a twilight, the golden silk-bound book seemed to be unable to bear the weight anymore, and fell into the bottom of the river with a "plop" , Shocked the fish jumping wildly for a while, colorful and bursting into countless splashes in an instant.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Su Yan who was practicing calligraphy in the distance, "A Yan, let me ask you, what did you realize in my action just now?"

Su Yan blinked, knowing the matriarch's terrifying character well, so he flattered him calmly, "It's better to have no books than to believe in books."

The Taifu laughed and turned his face up, looking at Jiang Mo's embarrassing face with all kinds of colors at that moment, stretched out his pale fingertips, pointed at Su Yan tremblingly, and said, "See, this kid is really a child who can be taught. He is so wise Sex, what else do I need to say?"

There is much more to mention!

You have to teach him how to avoid you, the master, first!

There is no other person who is so out of character, Jiang Mo can't wait to pierce the scourge in front of him with a sword.

But it was also this scourge that he once told himself, "Jiang Mo, protect Su Yan."

Protect Su Yan, protect Su Yan, protect Su Yan...

Is there any need for him to say that?

Letting Su Yan survive is not only a good survival, but also the significance of making him the master of the Kaisheng Empire. Even if they fall into hell, they will never forget it.

Not only the two of them will not forget, but neither will the master, the elder brother who was buried underground... let alone.

It's just that Jiang Mo didn't expect that the scourge left these words to leave.

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