Chapter 711 Xu Fengnian went to the Western Regions, and the monk Chicken Soup was good at giving Buddhahood.
The restaurant clerk dared not refute anything, and endured the pain and moaned quietly. Compared to that kick, such dirty words are so light that they cannot be more light. In the Western Regions, this is nothing but a treat. Even the characters from the bottom of the city who were born and raised in this city in their twenties or thirties know more or less inside. Twenty years ago, many men and women who were so incomprehensible had no way to survive by their ability. I wonder how many golden branches and leaves were “hospitable” in the dimly lit private kiln, and the men who kept their doors and attract business might be their fathers or even the men in charge. So now, the older men are now, and now they are waiting to die while they are dying, they always like to take a similar attitude towards the young people: “You young young people are really late! We are at the age of being fierce, and we meet a lot of age. Those wives from the east, whether they are in their teens or twenties, even in their thirties or forties, are much more watery than the women you see on the streets now. Their skin is really as silk as silk when you touch them. Although they always feel shy and like to let people turn off the oil lamp before doing that, otherwise they will have to pay extra money, but this is not a big deal, because when you really press on their bodies, you will know that happiness! You bastards don’t want to think about such a bliss.”
The man ignored the young rogues who were so shallow that they could not hold half a bowl of water and left straight away. Even if he was far away from the room, he was still in fear. He said something without being so shameless. When he crossed the threshold, he just glanced at the man and almost couldn’t take a step. If the man hadn’t smiled and had not continued to “make trouble”, he would have already raised his back and raised the flag high. But when he seemed to be using his strength to move forward seven or eight steps, he was already sweating profusely. After all, he was a desperate hero who had been licking blood from the knife for twenty years, but he didn’t dare to sit down at all. He just clasped his fists and said, “Damn the young master.” When the young master nodded and smiled, he had the energy to move around, otherwise he would probably have to stand there like a piece of wood and wait to die.
The man stopped at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, and the more he thought about it, the more he became more puzzled. Lu Dayi was a hero in the army that destroyed a country in the Spring and Autumn Period at a young age. He has never lost his skills for so many years. Even when he arrived at this ancient Western Regions Protectorate, he also learned a lot of unique skills from the predecessors of the Jianghu who were hiding his name here. He fought many times in the blood and now he has touched the threshold of the little master. Although the 20-person masters in the outer city ranked by the benevolent people, they are not very good at ranking, but they are at least on the list. Could it be that as the old master said, the so-called masters who came out of business behind closed doors in the Western Regions are of poor quality, which is 100,000 miles apart from the orthodox rivers of the Central Plains, Lu Dayi fled to the Western Regions at the age of nineteen. He was a soldier in the army in the past, and he had long been distracted from his hometown.As for the Liyang Dynasty, I have never been involved in it. I always feel that even if this city is the capital of the Western Regions, it is not much worse than that of the Central Plains masters. I firmly believe that the top ten masters in the inner city are superior, even if not everyone is comparable to the world’s martial arts master, there should always be two or three people who are qualified to be on the list. But after meeting the young man today, Lu Dayi suddenly woke up the frog in the well.
The young man who looked like a young man from a noble family really had a kind of “momentum”. The master, who has been serious all year round, used to be interested in drinking wine occasionally, and then he would squint his eyes and tell him about this mysterious state of clouds and mist. He also said that the masters fight, which is similar to the doctor’s priest’s observation, hearing, asking and touching. The rise and fall of the momentum of hope is just the first step, and the second step of hearing the words is the high and low of energy. Next is to register each other to determine whether life and death are in line with each other. In the end, it is the final decision that will not be discussed before it is absolutely necessary. At that time, it will be a bleak ending of life and death. Lu Dayi didn’t take this seriously. After staying in the Western Regions for a long time, he was used to drawing swords to face each other with disagreement. He was used to assassination and interception and fighting with the word “money”. He would not care what kind of sect you are, as long as you cut off your money. No matter how you are, I will be stabbed. In the Western Regions, the soil field where the sky and the earth are not caring, you can’t take life and death seriously. Since you don’t even care about life and death, you still care whether you are a cross-Jianglong or a son of a daughter. If Lu Dayi had not cherished the hard-won martial arts realm, he finally had the hope of becoming a master. After being defeated today, he would have attracted dozens of heroes to block the door. If you still suffer a loss, then call on the list of experts who are on the temper in the outer city. If the outer city fails, there will be top bodhisattvas in the inner city who nourish qi all year round. The Western Regions have long understood one truth. The Western Regions are the Western Regions of the Western Regions. If you don’t talk about internal strife, you should say that outsiders want to come here to snore and pee. No matter how you call the wind and rain in the Central Plains or in the Northern Mang, you have to pay the money obediently! Over the past twenty years, the number of 7 or 8 extremely stubborn characters who Lu Dayi had seen was so hard that he had skinned and cramped. Some died on a woman’s belly, some were first injured and stabbed in a child’s sleeve and then killed in a group of hundreds of people. Lu Dayi thought about it and finally endured the murderous intent that arose in his heart. He waved to a trusted shopkeeper and asked the child to say hello to the restaurant shopkeeper, saying that the young man in the B-class room and the Wu-style room could not move.
The boy who had already killed someone at the age of sixteen or seventeen rarely saw Mr. Lu’s face so gloomy and did not dare to act rashly. He hurriedly ran to convey the “military information” and did not forget to look back at Mr. Lu’s back as he walked down the stairs. In the boy’s heart, a man who seemed to be sitting in a pile of corpses and drinking wine to absorb beautiful women was the most upright hero in the Western Regions. Not to mention anything else, Mr. Lu went to the top kiln to drink. On weekdays, he saw these fox girls who didn’t even look at him. When collecting Mr. Lu’s money, he would always give him a big discount, and even gave Mr. Lu a waste of time to sleep.There is no resentment. It is said that you must lean on the bed lazily and say “Master Lu is coming again.” This was not something he guessed, but that he was lucky and was taken to open his eyes by Master Lu. Although he sat outside the sister’s house for a night, he didn’t even dare to touch the little hand of the maid waiting outside the corridor, after Master Lu pushed open the door at dawn, he heard the sister in his own ears in a tone that made people feel weak, and said lazy and greasy. After that, the boy thought all day long that he would have to have half of Master Lu’s ability in his life before he would be willing to close his eyes and die!
There are more than 100,000 people crowded with them, even in the Central Plains, they are all big cities. Besides, the vast Western Regions that are more deserted than Beiliang, you can’t compare them with Tai’an City.
After dinner, when night fell, Xu Fengnian lay on the windowsill and looked at the night view of the city’s lights. There is no curfew in this city. The wealthy families in the Western Regions gather here, and they have their own true nature of being free and free. Naturally, Beiliang would not really ignore such a critical area in the border area. Since his master Li Yishan, he has not been satisfied with being in the three local states of Northern Liang. According to the plan at that time, not only the thousands of ambush soldiers in Qingcheng Mountain, but also the Western Regions, including the refugees in Liuzhou, and even the Western Shu and Nanzhao, should have become the strategic depth after the smoke of wolves. In this way, the Beiliang Iron Cavalry’s best field strength can be fully utilized. Infantry was sent from Western Shu, Nanzhao sent military service, and the Western Regions, together with the three states of Northern Liang, as the depth of the Xu family’s iron cavalry, was the best strategic concept, which was also the true beauty of Xu Fengnian’s master Li Yishan. It’s a pity that even though Xu Fengnian successfully intercepted and killed the prince Zhao Kai and the sick tiger in Tiemen Pass, the court was still the first move to the chess. Xu Fengnian eventually failed to help his master fulfill this long-cherished wish. But Xu Fengnian could not be discouraged, nor could he give up. Therefore, Cao Wei’s strange army that secretly crossed the Western Regions was found, and for this, he also paid the price that 10,000 Youzhou cavalry almost died in battle. In contrast, Xu Fengnian asked Liu Wenbao, a down-and-out scholar who had first met Yu Chunshen Lake, who accepted Mawei Posthouse under the capital, to lurk in this city, and even gave him a hidden identity as a homeowner of the Fushui Society, to be responsible for centrally dispatching between Beiliang and Caowei cavalry, which was nothing. Xu Fengnian doesn’t want to meet Liu Wenbao, who has been involved in the inner city but has not yet gained a foothold. Today is different from the past. According to Fushui Society, there are many desks below today, Xu Fengnian began to display his portraits of Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian smiled and touched the rooted face on his face. The news from Xiangfan City is not good. The woman who walked out of Qingliang Mountain should have done a real fake drama. She showed signs of singing opposites with Beiliang in Lu Xu, but she still didn’t dare to break up with Beiliang. According to the regular rules, she dealt with Fushui Society every half a month, and was quite respectful and careful. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and people’s hearts are rippling and repeated. Xu Fengnian is not too angry about this. There is no way. When I was a child, I always heard my mother say that the world is not peaceful, and it is even more difficult for women to be peaceful. Xu Fengnian was too lazy to compete with a woman from southern Xinjiang with a poor background.God, the Zhaoshi in Liyang and the Beimang army, is the same as competing with him, Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian believes that he is not as miserable as he needs to vent his anger with a woman. But Shuxi is one thing. If the Han surnamed Han, whom he supported, dared to turn against him, he would have passed the bottom line of Beiliang and would have a bad nature with Song Diaoer, the leader of the horse thief who secretly contacted Beimang Taiping Ling and Chun Nabo. At present, it is difficult for Xu Fengnian to do whatever he wants, but after killing a Li Yang Zhonglie who has a unclear foundation, Xu Fengnian is reluctant to give up any carelessness.
At the beginning of the moon, in the night, the sky is hanging on the crescent moon.
Xu Fengnian couldn’t sleep, so she simply carried two pots of liquor and sat on the roof of the restaurant, looking at the center of the inner city from afar. The night view on the Little Landa with a prayer drum on the top of the mountain is particularly gorgeous. It surrounds this hill, with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, which is a rich atmosphere of singing and singing every night. Xu Fengnian remembered the verbal confrontation with Xie Guanying that day. This scholar, who ranked first in the Land Immortal Map, was indeed not a person who could only speak big but not speak. Xie Guanying said that one thing really touched Xu Fengnian’s heart, that is, after Xu Xiao left Liaodong for half his life, the real achievements of the horse-drawn Spring and Autumn Period were to destroy the foundation of the wealthy family that “although the country is broken, the family is still there” in one fell swoop, and to break the old rule that “in peacetime, the aristocratic families and the kings rule the world together; in troubled times, change the king but not the head of the family.” There were many tragedies in the Spring and Autumn Period, and there were many insider secrets. For Xu Xiao, the front pawn of Liyang, could defeat Yangyang Da Chu, how could there be nothing that could not be told here? When Xu Xiao completed the general trend of encirclement and suppression of the Western Barracks, how many aristocratic families had shamelessly made fence-betted bets on both sides, otherwise there would be so many Western Chu that they turned into a powerful minister who became one of the purple-clad ministers in the court. As for the aristocratic family in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Gu Jiantang, the commander of the Liyang Nanzheng, opened the door to a country for the sake of the wealth and prosperity of the family, which was even more numerous. These shameful inside stories will never be known to the people who can only follow the general trend and move ups and downs. Perhaps only a hundred and a thousand years later will this dusty past be brought up by later historians in the vast texts.
The history books of the previous dynasty were always the maids and maids who were collected by the historians of the new dynasty in the room, and they could apply rouge and sprinkle sewage at will.
If nothing unexpected happens to him, Xu Fengnian, it must belong to the latter fate.
Xu Fengnian doesn’t think about whether the two colors of the ink and Zhu in history books that are written about right and wrong for thousands of years or fame for the ages, just like he was inspired by the elderly quarry who was unknown in Lantau Cave not long ago, and only said that he would do his best. Xu Fengnian is not the incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, nor is he the reincarnation of Emperor Qin. He is just Xu Xiao’s son. The Central Plains historian can scold him for being a slave to the northwest Central Plains, but he cannot let the history books start to scold the slaves of the Northern Liang family, which originated in Liaodong. Since Xu Xiao has left, Xu Fengnian cannot let his father who is unable to sleep peacefully when he is alive, and even he will not sleep peacefully after his death. After all, Xu Fengnian wants to go with BeimangTo fight to the end, it is just such a selfish intention. Leave Xu Xiao a well-behaved reputation in history books, and accumulate good fortune for his parents, elder sister and second sister, and Huang Man’er.
Xu Fengnian took a sip of wine, raised her sleeves and wiped the corner of her mouth, but did not put it down, and smiled softly, “Xu Xiao, you father never knew what you asked for from your children, and you didn’t think about how great we had to be. But I, a son who has never done a lot of filial piety, used to be flirting with you, so stingy that I had called you Dad a few times, for fear that I would be wronged by my mother if I called you Dad. From now on, don’t worry, of course, you can’t control it either. In the future, when someone thinks of you Xu Xiao, when reading history and when we read our Xu family, someone would say heartily: The Xu family in Liaodong, the tiger roared for a hundred years, and will never fall into a fight!”
There was a pair of masked men in black who could be vaguely seen, lying on the eaves of the other side, poked their heads out to look at the back, whispering. One of them took off his turban, reached out and suffused his sweaty cheeks, stuck out his tongue, frowned and complained, “Sister, is that guy crazy? He has been sitting there for almost two hours. What should we do if it is broken when the matter is broken, otherwise I will kick him off the roof.”
Another person with a tightly covered face shook his head and said nothing.
“Sister, the wine is quite fragrant. I look at the remaining half pot. I am really greedy.”
After the speaker was glared, he felt a little resentful and aggrieved. He lowered his voice and muttered: “The old man named Dong in the inner city is really a spy who is trapped here in Beimang. Grandpa Song and Master Huang and others tried their best to seduce him all the way. There are already many top experts in front of him to be responsible for assassination. We are actually just doing it. Do we really have to fight Dong Laoer is the top three masters in the inner city? Even if this old villain broke his hand and ran away here, he could kill us with just one finger. My good sister, why bother? Even if I want me to die, I have to let me walk drunk on the road to the underworld so that I can not be afraid of that bull-headed and horse-faced.”
In addition, the woman was really annoyed by such bad words. She untied the masked scarf and said angrily: “What do you do if you do! Damn, you’re so full!”