Blood oozed out from the corner of her mouth as they looked at each other. At the beginning, there was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, but when she looked at the young king's eyes, it was a kind of desperately trying to restrain the ruthlessness.
On the verge of life and death, she couldn't help but remember that her master once laughed and said that when he was angry to the extreme, the scholars couldn't wait to cut off the arms of all the martial artists in the world, and the martial artists also couldn't wait to cut off the hands of all the scholars that held books.
Just when she thought that Hsu Fengnian would kill her even if the secret was buried in the pile of old books, there was a light knock on the door. Then she saw the young king's face suddenly changed into a clean and warm smile. He glanced at her with undisguised disgust, then he let go of her hand and pushed her to a wall. He gently opened the door. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and turned her head to look. As a result, she saw a face that even she was stunned. After the woman of the same age stepped through the threshold, she immediately looked around. After seeing him, she quickly looked at him from head to toe, and then awkwardly put on a cute and naive look as if she didn't see anything. The woman who brought a pot of tea said to Hsu Fengnian indifferently, "Hehe, the young lady said that you have a guest here, so I brought a pot of tea for you."
Hsu Fengnian's mouth twitched.
Jia Jiajia, that girl who was observing in all directions, must have added that the guest was a beautiful woman.
Otherwise, with Jiang Ni's temperament, she would be too lazy to care whether the guest in Hsu Fengnian's study was the Emperor of Beimang or the Emperor of Liyang.
Jiang Ni seemed to have just found the big living person standing at the foot of the wall. She lifted the warm teapot in her hand and asked, "Young lady, are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some tea?"
The maid, Dongyue, who had already wiped the blood, deliberately pulled her collar together and bit her lips as if there was a lingering fear in her heart. She was really pitiful.
Jiang Ni suddenly widened her eyes and secretly stepped on the back of the King of Beimang's foot and twisted it fiercely.
Dongyue saw that the poor king who had his back to her seemed to take a deep breath and then pressed his hand on the head of the peerless beauty. Compared to the palm that pressed on her forehead, it was much gentler. He smiled and said, "What are you thinking? This aunt who is good at retaining her youthful appearance is from Nanjiang. She is Nalan Youci's personal maidservant. She came here to discuss business with me... just now, I didn't control of my strength, and I accidentally hurt her........
The little mud man glanced at the pale woman. Although he was still a little skeptical, the words' aunt 'were extremely important, so he relaxed a little.
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Hsu Fengnian resentfully retracted his hand and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, okay, I won't close the door."
She curled her lips and turned around again. Her voice was not soft as she said to herself, "If you don't have a guilty conscience, why don't you just close the door?"
Hsu Fengnian sighed and shook his head gently. He turned around and put the teapot on the table. Then, he took out two white porcelain teacups that he bought from the market outside the North Jiebei City. After sitting down, he waved his hand to the maidservant, Dongyue, and said, "Sit down and drink tea."
She hesitated for a moment, but still moved a chair and sat across the table from the young king.
Just now, the two of them had a falling out, but it was as if nothing had happened. At this moment, the study room was calm and peaceful.
All of this was due to the woman who brought the tea.
She had complicated thoughts.
Right now, in the Central Plains, just the Great An City of Liyang, which was known as the most virtuous city in the world, had countless extroverted young ladies who had almost eloped to Liangzhou just to see Hsu Fengnian. This was not some exaggerated joke on the streets.
A person's life was less than a hundred years, and it took a hundred years to cultivate Hsu Fengnian.
This new King Liang could be said to have achieved success by taking an unconventional path.
She originally did not believe that a man in the world could be more romantic than her master. Seeing it with her own eyes today, although she still felt that he was not as good as her master, he was not far off.
Hsu Fengnian leaned forward and poured a cup of tea for her.
The woman's thoughts were as deep as the sea. The servant girl, Dongyue, who had been at loggerheads with the young king, straightened her expression and did not pick up the teacup. She slowly said, "Before I left, my master told me that the matter of the chess piece was only a telepathic connection with Tide-listening Pavilion's Mr. Li. The two of them had no contact after parting on the way to Great An City. My master also said that because Mr. Li had spoken frankly at that time, he had guessed the identity of the chess piece that Mr. Li had chosen. With Mr. Li's cautiousness, it must have been Xu Huainan. In fact, Xu Huainan was the most unexpected. He actually succeeded in becoming the King of the Northern Courtyard of Beimang. My master also said that with Xu Huainan's contradictory personality, this chess piece might not be able to last until the end. Of course, Xu Huainan would not reveal the secrets of heaven. At most, he would choose to give up. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "When Xu Huainan saw me at the bank of the Ruoshui, he could have lived, but the old man still chose to die. It was probably because he did not think that Beiliang could defeat Beimang. Rather than letting down the Central Plains and then letting down the Empress of Beimang, rather than being disappointed, it was better to not see and not be bothered by it and not do anything. "
The servant girl, Dongyue, raised the teacup and took a sip. She said softly, "My master said that his chess pieces were not as important as Mr. Li's. There were more of them, exactly ten of them. However, after twenty years, most of them died young. Three died of illness, two committed suicide. Because they had thoughts of betrayal, they were cleaned up by the men of sacrifice by my master's side. Two more died. Therefore, on this trip to Beiliang, I, Dongyue, was the one who delivered the message for my master. Just as Your Highness had guessed, Wang Sui was one of my master's most attentive chess pieces. However, this Old Prince Consort of Dongyue, one of the Four Great Generals of the Spring and Autumn Period, was the same as Xu Huainan. Both of them showed signs of indecision. Compared to the other chess piece revealed in my name, Wang Sui was more selfish and harder to control. "
Hsu Fengnian fell into deep thought and did not speak.
She said with a grave expression, "Your Highness, please remember the other person. His surname is Wang and his given name is Du. He once called himself Old Man Shan Qiu. The old man himself did not have many achievements in the Southern Dynasty, but his family had cultivated a young man who could not be underestimated. Wang Jingchong is the current Dongyabo of Beimang! Moreover, the Wang family's heart is definitely with the Central Plains. There is no doubt about it. "
Hsu Fengnian frowned. The Southern Dynasty's valiant border general Wang Jingchong was no stranger to the entire Beiliang Frontier Army. This person was currently leading his direct troops to Gusai Prefecture and was in charge of intercepting the Yu Luan Dao cavalry that was penetrating deep into the enemy territory alone!
Hsu Fengnian suddenly asked, "The last remaining chess piece?"
She shook her head and said, "Regarding this person, my master said that it was not yet time to use him."
Hsu Fengnian was stunned and said self-deprecatingly, "Could it be that he still has to wait until I defeat Beimang?"
She said calmly, "Master did not say, so I naturally do not know."
Hsu Fengnian did not make things difficult for this maidservant and did not ask further. Knowing the identities of Wang Du and Wang Jingchong's chess pieces was already a pleasant surprise.
She did not finish her cup of tea and stood up. "My master finally said that Huang Longshi had finally chosen Zhao Zhu, the Crown Prince of Yan Chi, as the true Son of Heaven. That was why the Southern Frontier Army was able to move up north so smoothly. Master hoped that Your Highness could guard the northwest with ease. When you succeed in the future and help Zhao Zhu complete the magnificent feat of incorporating the vast grasslands into the new Liyang territory for the first time in history, Your Highness and the Beiliang Frontier Army will definitely not be mistreated."
Hsu Fengnian dismissed it with a smile.
Before she left, she blinked her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled up. She whispered, "After saying 'my master said' so many times, I actually also want to say something off-topic … Your Highness, you are more handsome than I imagined."
Hsu Fengnian did not have any complacent expression. Instead, he immediately said to the direction outside the window in a hurry, "Jia Jiajia, you are not allowed to tell this to Jiang Ni!"
The confused maidservant, Dongyue, only vaguely heard a laughter coming from outside the window behind her.
Hsu Fengnian reached out to touch his forehead and sighed.
It's over.
The maidservant, Dongyue, picked up the curtain hat again and bowed to the young King who was about to get up to see her off. She gently advised him, "Your Highness, you don't have to see me off."
Hsu Fengnian glanced at the teapot and smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about drinking tea. It will be lucky if I don't drink arsenic."
She left with a smile.
She directly walked out of the mansion. After riding a horse and leaving the North Resisting City under the escort of the spies of the Fu Shui House, she looked back at the towering city wall and couldn't help but cry. She didn't know whether it was for her master or for someone else.
In the city, Hsu Fengnian walked alone to the military office of the mansion. He sat back in the seat belonging to Yang Shenxing and continued to write the letter.
He suddenly stopped writing and looked outside the house.
In this secret meeting, the maidservant of Nalan Youci did say a lot of truth. They were all the words from the bottom of Nalan Youci's heart. But it was not necessarily true and not false.
And he was the same. He had to tell the truth and the lies.
But these were nothing.
What made Hsu Fengnian sad was that the haggard counselor who had been imprisoned on the top floor of the Tide-listening Pavilion for twenty years, a peerless scholar who cared about the world, didn't even care about the ownership of the world for such a disappointing student like him.
That man was supposed to be, but before he died, he didn't tell Hsu Fengnian in detail about the Spring and Autumn Chess game, which was planned by Li Yishan and could be said to be the proudest of his life. He didn't leave anything, no last words, no words.
Why did he regret before he died?
Hsu Fengnian couldn't understand.
After he finished writing the letter and handed it to the torture room, he took a pot of Green Ant Wine and went to the ridge of the highest building in the North Resisting City. He sat cross-legged and looked to the south.
It was said that his master's hometown in the south was a small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters. There were stone arch bridges.
Hsu Fengnian didn't drink. He lay down, holding the wine pot and looked to the sky with tears on his face.
Probably only when he secretly thought of Xu Xiao and Li Yishan and remembered their time.
This young vassal, who seemed to have everything but also seemed to have everything to lose, was feeling a little wronged.
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