Chapter 939 Gu Jiantang challenged Baiyi, Xu Fengnian made a pact with Su Su
Behind the man with an angry face, a young man who had been waiting for nearly half an hour suddenly jumped up and cursed: “My surname is Xu! Play with me!”
Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes and began to close the copper coins.
The man slapped the table: “If you dare to leave, don’t blame me Su Su for revealing your true feelings!”
Xu Fengnian looked up and glanced at the exiled prince of the old Western Shu: “Shut down people’s wealth, be careful to step on shit. Besides, can you afford to pay for the money to sign out?”
Su Su sneered: “10,000, is it enough!”
Xu Fengnian stopped collecting the copper coins. Su Su’s implication is that the only King of Northern Liang can understand the entire Wudang Mountain. Ten thousand, that is the source of ten thousand soldiers from the Shu Zhao land.
So Xu Fengnian asked with a smile, “You can count when you speak.”
The sword-casting master surnamed Qi, standing behind Su Su, whispered, “It’s the old master’s meaning.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and closed his fingers, “I will help you solve this number.”
Su Su was full of anger, leaned forward, pressed her hands heavily on the table, and lowered her voice and said in a deep voice: “You think I am a Taoist god who sprinkled beans and became soldiers!”
Xu Fengnian raised three fingers this time: “I have no sincerity! I’ve increased the price.”
Su Su had a dark face, panting.
The blind pianist Xue Songguan, who was carrying a piano box, raised his lips and quietly pulled Su Su’s sleeves. Su Su snorted coldly, wrapped her arms around her chest, and threw her into pieces.
While Xu Fengnian took back his hand, he also put away the cynical cynicality. His eyes suddenly became cold. He looked up at the three old people in Beimang: “It’s a little loss. It’s enough for me to take it once. Thinking of the past relationship, I would like to advise you not to learn from those Spring and Autumn rich families who were so good at it. How did our Xu family deal with them? Mr. Zhao Dingxiu must know better than you.”
Su’s face was flushed, and she was so angry that she was trembling all over and extremely embarrassed.
Xue Songguan, who was familiar with the inside story, sighed slightly, and then gently held his hand.
Su Su’s eyes were vaguely wet. She held her hand tightly and turned her head. She didn’t know if she didn’t want to see the face of the young vassal king or didn’t dare.
When they fled to the shabby alleys of Beimang, the old master had almost lost his intention to restore the country in Western Shu. The reason why he rekindled and made up his mind to return to the Central Plains was all due to the young vassal king. Even their early smooth sailing was largely attributed to the various deadly chess pieces buried in Shuzhao in Beiliang. However, Chen Zhibao was appointed as the king and was vassalized in Western Shu, which not only cut off the connection between Northern Liang and them, but also forced Zhao Dingxiu, the real backbone of Western Shu, to change his course. To put it nicely, they judge the situation; to put it bluntly, they will destroy the bridge after crossing the river. At first, the old master even made the worst plan.He set out to welcome the angry revenge of Beiliang, especially the two houses of Fushui and Yangying, but for some reason, the young vassal king who stabbed them in the back seemed to be unaware of this. This undoubtedly made the old Master, who was deeply influenced by Confucian benevolence and righteousness, and this led to the trip to Liang by Su Su and the other two. After all, the white-clothed military saint who once played the territory of Shuhuang in his hands was already on the Guangling Road of Liyang. To compete for the Central Plains, most of the elite troops under the jurisdiction of the vassal kings ran east from Shu. In this way, it gave the old master the opportunity to make up for the loss of the sheep or bet again.
The sword-casting master surnamed Qi took off the sword box and placed it gently on the table: “The old master told me before leaving that 20,000 is the bottom line, and this ‘Manjiaxue’ is a plus.”
Xu Fengnian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which had been a long time of depression.
Xu Fengnian was indeed resentful to the old master who was dedicated to supporting the Su family in Western Shu. If they hadn’t rushed to Shu and raised the flag of restoration, many of the chess pieces buried there in Beiliang would not have surfaced so quickly. Even if they were kept without using it, it would have been much better than the current embarrassing situation. If Chen Zhibao hadn’t completely broken up with Beiliang, those spies who had spent countless energy and financial resources would have been one out of ten. You should know that in the established strategy of Master Li Yishan, once the Liyang court made up his mind to drag him back in the future Liangmang war, Beiliang would directly point out the Shu imperial edict, and use it as the strategic rear of Beiliang’s successor to the source of food, grass and soldiers. Therefore, Beiliang could spare no effort to continue infiltration of Shu imperial edict and pay far more attention to the Central Plains. Therefore, a diligent and diligent private school teacher who was in charge of a certain county prince’s mansion, a singular private school teacher who taught the teachings, a peddler and a barge who ran around the market, a Feng Yunkui who took the brothels to pick up the beloved guest, and even a real-powered lieutenant in the Shuzhao army, may be a dead soldier in the Fushui room.
A step back is that Shu Zhao and Beiliang were cut off by Chen Zhibao in half, even if the Xu family cavalry did not defend Beiliang in the end, so that those chess pieces in the Fushuifang could not achieve success in the end. However, the worst of all, those people could have died of old age in Shu Zhao with an unknown regret, rather than like now, like wandering ghosts, exposed in broad daylight. Not only did Chen Zhibao know their identities, but even Zhao Gou, Li Yang, began to record files quietly, just to wait for the future to make the settlement in the future.
Xu Fengnian couldn’t hold grudges about Su Su. This young man was a matchmaker who was not even a hand-off manager. Under the general trend, he could only follow the trend. In Shuzhao, Su Su pulled the blind zither and pretended to be the young hero’s devil, wandering around in the world. It was a kind of emotion similar to drinking to drown her sorrow. Xu Fengnian only admires the sword-making master surnamed Qi who once gave him his new sword “Spring and Autumn”.
After all, Xu Fengnian was angry at Zhao Dingxiu’s turnaround, but he resented his carelessness even more.
Sometimes, a king can prosper the country or destroy the country with one word. A historian can decide whether a person has a reputation in history or a reputation for being infamous for thousands of years. A general’s words determines the victory or defeat.life and death.
War is a major event for the country.
It’s not a joke.
Perhaps Su Su, who was simple-minded, was just guilty of his betrayal and betrayal of the old master. He could not have thought of the Northern Liang dead soldiers who had been rooted in Shuzhao for many years, and the deeper battle pattern of the Liangmang. After all, since he was sensible, this young man, only knew that he was an ordinary survivor who was scattered in Beimang and was waiting to die. He only knew that Master was a pedantic and harsh old scholar who was unsuccessful, and Uncle Qi was nothing more than a stronger blacksmith. What is the bell ringing and eating at the cauldron, what is the king and country, what is the emperor of Western Shu fighting to the city gate, what is the minister who died with the country who died together in the spring and autumn, except for the golden dragon and Shu brocade wrapped in the cradle of the young children, he had not worn the prince’s python uniform for a day, so he did not understand the passionateness at all.
Su Su secretly sniffed, showing her weak temperament and no ambition at all.
He only longed for the world and did not like the strange temple and officialdom.
After the fall of the country, the old minister of the Su family burst into tears when he saw his eyes and the kind of kneeling and worshiping ceremony would not only make this young man with no ambitions happy, but he would only feel that a huge burden was on his shoulders.
In private, he once said to his favorite blind violinist: Su Su is useless.
At some point, Wei Miao and Miao Nv, who did not come here with Su Su and the other two, were already standing behind the sword-making master Qi, invisibly separating the abortion. Especially when the Miaojiang woman with gorgeous and eye-catching clothes broke the palm of a priest with a smile, the kind-hearted men and women who only came to Wudang Mountain to burn incense began to scatter. Most of the people in the martial arts world who were arrogant were not far away, but they also watched with a cautious and cold eyes from some distance.
Wei Miao stepped forward and said straight to the point: “The King of Shu wants me to send you both sides: There is no obstacle to transit.”
Xu Fengnian found that the sword-making master of Qi frowned, and knew it in his heart, so he asked, “When did he hand him this sentence to you, before or after the Chunxue Tower incident?”
Wei Miao said indifferently: “I don’t know how to say it, it doesn’t matter.”
Xu Fengnian no longer paid attention to the famous Nanzhao No. 1 Grand Master, and looked at the sword-making master of Qi, and said, “I will also send a message to Mr. Lu: The relationship between Beiliang and Shuzhao is not as good as that of Beiliang and the Central Plains. Once we cannot defend the Beicheng, Shuzhao is destined to face the Beimang cavalry very soon, so 20,000 people are the least, and they must be elites. Otherwise, when we come to Beiliang, we will only help you, and we can only die.”
The sword-making master surnamed Qi nodded.
The dust settled, and Su Su was about to turn around and leave when she heard the young vassal king ask with a smile: “I spent so much money and can be called the most expensive marriage contract in the world. Don’t try your luck.”
Su Su still insisted on leaving, but unexpectedly her cuff was pulled. When she turned around, she closed her eyes, but she was obviously full of hope.Hope.
Su Su suddenly felt soft and walked back to the table with a stern face, held the bamboo tube, shook violently, and finally shook a bamboo stick.
Xu Fengnian reached out to pick up the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and then showed a look of pity.
Su Su’s mood instantly fell to the bottom.
After the previous storm that was deeply injured, the young man who was making things worse at this moment had no cynical style and his eyes turned red again.
Xu Fengnian sighed.
Su Su turned her head and squeezed out a smile at the blind violinist: “Let’s go, this signature won’t work.”
Official Xue Song smiled and nodded.
Xu Fengnian raised her eyebrows: “Not effective!”
Su Su lost her energy and took her hand and was about to leave.
I heard a sentence from behind: “The 39th sign, ‘I like the one who likes it,’ I give it a sign. Oh, it turns out that it doesn’t work.”
Su Su was hit by lightning, and turned around with a flash of lightning and wanted to snatch the marriage sign in Xu Fengnian’s hands.
Xu Fengnian’s arm holding the sign can avoid high: “Give money first, one hundred pennies!”
Su Su glared at him: “You still charge the money!”
Xu Fengnian gently twisted the thumb and index finger of the other hand: “Do you give money or not, and don’t you like to show it or not.”
Xue Songguan smiled and silently took out a weaver’s beautiful and delicate money bag, and asked to give it to him.
Su Su grabbed her wrist, stared at Xu Fengnian hard, gritted her teeth and said, “What a good sign.”