Hsu Fengnian nodded and smiled: "But if I die inside or outside the city, it will be a headache for Zhao Heng and Zhao Xun. If a descendant of a vassal dies in a city under their jurisdiction, it will be harder to clean up their mess than if they were killed by arrows from the Qing Province Navy. If I don't add fuel to the fire in the city, I won't be able to determine if the Jianghu people will be able to kill me outside the city. No matter what, it is reasonable to say that the King of Jing An won't have any direct contact with me. Blue Bird, if I go to Jing An Palace tomorrow, won't it be too much of a slap to Zhao Heng's face? This vassal king, in any case, was once the man closest to the dragon throne. These past few years, the dragon has roamed the shallows and the tiger has fallen to the plains. Do you think he won't get sick from holding it in? Otherwise, how could he have raised a son like Zhao Xun? "
Hsu Fengnian rambled on and on without the slightest scruple. Blue Bird was his family, and Lü Qiantang was a fallen slave who had become a retainer. As a martial artist of Jianghu, he wouldn't be as concerned about these rebellious words as an official. As expected, Hsu Fengnian suddenly glanced at Lü Qiantang, who was only vigilant of the surrounding movements. His expression was meticulous.
Near a pavilion, there was a thunderous snoring sound. A young man dressed in poor clothes was lying there. The sky was his blanket and the ground was his pillow. He was hugging a wooden sword. The sword was an ordinary sword style, but there was a wine gourd hanging from it. Hsu Fengnian originally wanted to walk past and not disturb the guy's golden millet dream. But he inadvertently saw half of the guy's face. Hsu Fengnian was stunned. Blue Bird rarely saw His Royal Highness like this. For a moment, it was as if she was facing a great enemy. She was nervous. Lü Qiantang, who didn't let go of the slightest movement, immediately pulled out his sword. He thought that he had encountered an assassin with a great background. He didn't think that His Royal Highness would only quietly say: "You two stay away first."
When Blue Bird and Lü Qiantang were far away, Hsu Fengnian walked forward and lightly kicked the guy to the ground. The swordsman, who was startled awake, first had sleepy eyes. Then, he began to curse. Then, he had the same expression as Hsu Fengnian when he saw him. His face was full of disbelief. He wiped the drool from his mouth and rubbed his eyes. Pleasantly surprised, he said: "Surnamed Xu?!"
How many times had he said it, but this bastard still wasn't willing to call out Hsu Fengnian's name. He always said that this name was too effeminate. It was so scholarly that it made him sound like he was from an aristocratic family. The next scene stunned Lü Qiantang. After the young man with the funny wooden sword confirmed His Royal Highness's identity, he punched His Royal Highness in the chest. However, His Royal Highness didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed and punched back. It was probably because that guy felt that Hsu Fengnian's punch was heavier than his own. In his life, he was the most calculative person. Feeling that he had suffered a great loss, he immediately rewarded Hsu Fengnian with another punch. In this way, Lü Qiantang saw His Royal Highness in the pavilion wrestling with a Jianghu boorish fellow who could smell the scent of poverty. This clearly exceeded the limits of Lü Qiantang's imagination. In the eyes of this second-level master, the Crown Prince of Beiliang wasn't someone who was easy to talk to. Not to mention that he dared to chase and beat up the Great Pillar State in the Prince's Mansion, he pinched Chu Lushan's fat face. Even after he left Beiliang, he first trampled on Qingyang Palace, then he started the Battle of Spring Deity Lake. Everything happened one after another. When had he ever seen His Royal Highness being beaten like this? Why didn't he fight back?! The swordsman Lü Qiantang was a second-ranked swordsman with exceptional eyesight. Naturally, he could tell that His Royal Highness was holding back too much every time he attacked. He was striving to be no different from ordinary people.
Lü Qiantang had never dared to think that there was anyone in the world who was worthy of this Crown Prince's careful treatment. Occasionally, when he was free, he would compare His Royal Highness with the other princes in the capital. However, he always felt that Hsu Fengnian was more domineering and powerful if they were to really fight.
The young swordsman in the pavilion was not a poetic young swordsman sleeping on the lake. He was a stark contrast to Hsu Fengnian. Not to mention the wooden sword, the gourd he picked from the vegetable garden, dried it, and stored it in the sun to store wine. From head to toe, his clothes were really not worth more than ten copper coins. On Mount Longhu, Qi Xianxia wore hemp shoes. Moreover, the pair of hemp shoes on the little Celestial Master's feet did not need to be mended. Moreover, Hsu Fengnian was more certain than anyone else that the man in front of him was really poor. He was so poor that there were no jingling sounds in his pockets. Poor to the point that there were only four walls in his house? In any case, he had a home. After this fellow left home to travel, he could only call the four corners of the world his home. He did not know what to eat next. For a swordsman to reach this level, he could not be any more miserable!
That guy had been starving for a few days, so he was completely listless from all the fighting. He lay back down and looked at Xu Fengnian's luxurious clothes. With a face full of disbelief, he asked weakly, "Brat, which family did you steal the clothes of? Eh? You even have two good swords. They must be worth a lot of money, right? Alright, I have to hurry to the top of the city wall to look at the portrait. There's a high chance that you're there. I'll report it to the government tomorrow. "
Hsu Fengnian sat on the side and leaned against a pillar. He laughed and said, "Wen Hua, oh Wen Hua, why don't you have some future prospects? I'm still waiting for you to make a name for yourself so that I can take advantage of you. Why are you still like this? You're just as sloppy as you were two years ago. How many meals have you not eaten?"
Unsurprisingly, it was the young swordsman who would never be able to make a name for himself. He rolled his eyes and laughed as he scolded, "Stop talking nonsense. Xu, if you still have some conscience, then take off this eyesore of a set of clothes and exchange it for some good wine and meat. Only then can we be considered brothers."
Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "Alright, you can eat your fill with wine and meat."
Wen Hua was stunned for a moment. He sighed and said, "Young Xu, although you've changed your clothes, you haven't changed your conscience."
Hsu Fengnian deliberately flicked his clothes with his finger and said, "I've long said that I'm one of the richest children in Beiliang. Do you believe me now?"
Wen Hua said unhappily, "Who told you to pretend? Tomorrow, I'll make you invite me to the Xiangguo Alley to throw money. You'll be exposed."
Hsu Fengnian asked, "The Xiangguo Alley?"
Wen Hua chuckled and said, "White steamed buns."
This was Wen Hua's catchphrase. Hsu Fengnian smoothly took over and said, "White is nothing but a lady's chest. Oh, is it a good brothel? "
Wen Hua smacked his lips and said with a yearning expression, "The best place in Xiangfan City. A few days ago, I saw a leading lady in the Xiangguo Alley from afar. Just now, I was dreaming of doing it with her. In the end, I was f * cking woken up by you. No, you have to compensate me!"
Hsu Fengnian slanted his eyes and said, "What are you pretending to be a hero for? Didn't you say that you won't lose your virginity before you return home in glory?"
Wen Hua said helplessly and discouraged, "You won't allow me to enjoy my mouth."
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Find a place to get some beef?"
Wen Hua swallowed his saliva and shook his head and said, "The night ban in Xiangfan City is too scary. I can't tell if you're really wanted, or if you'll go out tomorrow to reward our internal organs. That's right, where's Old Huang? Why? Last time, he accompanied you to suffer, but this time, he didn't accompany you to enjoy life? You're not honest, kid. "
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "He's dead."
Wen Hua haggled over small matters. If someone dared to give him less than a copper coin, he would dare to roll on the ground like a country shrew. However, he was rather open-minded when it came to important matters. When he heard the news, he was only shocked and regretful for a moment. He sighed and said, "If he's dead, then he's dead. He'll just reincarnate better. Where is he buried? If it's not too far, I'll burn incense and serve wine next Qingming Festival. Old Huang was a good person. I don't care about other people's lives, but I still have to go to Old Huang's grave. "
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "He died at the Eastern Sea's Martial Emperor City. There's no grave."
Wen Hua said in bewilderment, "Why did he run to the Martial Emperor City? If I remember correctly, Old Huang was from Western Shu? That Western Shu accent, when I first met you guys, it almost made me want to commit suicide. These two years without Old Huang nagging beside my ear, I'm rather lonely. That's right, it's quite lonely. "
Hsu Fengnian looked at the moon in the middle of the lake and muttered, "It's quite lonely."
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