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Chapter 222

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Princess Consort Jing 'an watched as a fat pig that probably weighed over three hundred catties rolled down from a luxurious carriage. It howled in grief as if eighteen generations of its ancestors had died, then it rolled to the front of the carriage that His Highness the Heir Apparent was not in. Pitiful Jiang Ni helplessly lifted the curtain and timidly said that the fellow was not in this carriage.

The fat pig's wailing only paused for a moment before it pierced people's eardrums again. He rolled and crawled to the back of the carriage, not minding that his expensive brocade clothes were stained with mud. He suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, immediately creating two pits under his knees. His eyes were filled with tears, and he did not care about his snot and tears. He only cared about his heart and lungs.

Princess Pei could barely accept it if it was a woman's strange behavior. But this big lump of fat wriggling and screaming was really creepy.

She was suddenly shocked and her expression changed drastically. She remembered who this fat man was. It was Beiliang's most notorious and infuriating Lu Qiu 'er. Regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, as long as they fell into his hands, they would suffer a fate worse than death. Princess Pei subconsciously retreated again and again. She no longer felt that it was funny, but she felt cold all over. Sword God Li picked his ear wax and turned a deaf ear.

The main character, Hsu Fengnian, walked out of the carriage and jumped down. He was used to it and said calmly, "Fatty Chu, don't make a fuss. Can you have the demeanor of a general of the lower third rank?"

Chu Lushan, who was far more notorious than His Royal Highness, knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Lu Qiu 'er was muddle-headed this time. I don't have the face to go back to Beiliang to see the Great General!"

Hsu Fengnian slapped Chu Lushan's swollen face with the Winter Embroidered Scabbard and said unhappily, "Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me. Save some strength to go back and do evil in Xiangfan."

Chu Lushan, who was so fat that his eyes could barely be seen, opened his eyes slightly and stood up shakily. While he was still bent over and had yet to straighten his back, he smiled sinisterly and said, "Your Highness, you can rest assured. Rong Luqiu will stay in Qingzhou for a few more days. Only then will he be worthy of this King of Jing'an!"

After saying this, he turned to face His Royal Highness, and instantly put on a brilliant, tacky, and harmless face. He circled around and then carefully rubbed Hsu Fengnian's arm. As if relieved of a burden, he said, "Fortunately, fortunately, Your Highness is fine. Otherwise, Lu Qiu 'er would not be able to absolve herself from the blame even if she died ten thousand times."

Hsu Fengnian said softly, "You can play around, but don't delay the important matters."

The fat man's hands were long enough to reach his knees, and his earlobes were as big as Buddha's. He laughed and said, "Lu Qiu 'er can't do any great deeds, but she is naturally good at small things that can't be shown in public."

Princess Pei looked at the two men with different appearances talking over there. It seemed warm, but her palms were already sweaty. Originally, the deeds of Beiliang were all hearsay. Even if it was a tragic thing, it would not be true if it did not concern her. However, after coming to the reed marsh, she realized that there was almost no one normal from Beiliang. There was the Crown Prince of Beiliang who used a knife, the maid in green who used a spear, the old immortal who used a sheepskin fur coat with a sword, the one hundred bodyguards and light cavalry, and the fat pig in front of her!

Pei Nanwei had been in the Prince's mansion some time ago. She heard that when this person came to Qingzhou, he killed several beautiful women from landowning households. When one of them was sent back to her family alive, it was said that she only had a penis left! There was also a rumor that a fair-skinned young lady in the prime of her youth was taken into a carriage on the street. In less than half an hour, her body with messy clothes was thrown out of the carriage at the end of the road. None of the officials of Qingzhou, who had always been protective of each other, dared to stop him.

Hsu Fengnian said expressionlessly, "You can go back. There's nothing for you to do here for now."

Chu Lushan's face was awkward, and he actually acted like a shy young lady. Pei Nanwei, who was secretly looking at them, felt nauseous and terrified.

Hsu Fengnian smiled and patted the face of this proper third-level general. He joked, "I really don't know how you grow these few hundred pounds of flesh."

Chu Lushan chuckled. He glanced at Princess Jing An out of the corner of his eye. He probably recognized her identity and naturally saw her as His Royal Highness's exclusive plaything. There was no obscenity in the eyes of the lecherous fatty, only an indescribable gloominess. Princess Pei almost had her heart and liver broken. Her limbs were weak as she slipped into the carriage, no longer daring to watch.

Chu Lushan said with a face full of reluctance, "Your Highness, Lu Qiu 'er is going back now?"

Xu Fengnian gave an indifferent grunt of acknowledgment. Chu Lushan hesitated for a moment, then said that His Highness had lost weight. Lu Qiu 'er wanted nothing more than to cut off her flesh and give it to His Highness. Only then did he return to the carriage and leave with a group of ferocious guards.

During this time, he brushed shoulders with the halberd Ning Emei. He muttered, "Useless thing, and you call yourself a Beiliang? You're a ball! "

Although Ning Emei despised the style of this general's adopted son, she was very clear about public and private matters. She did not look down on Chu Lushan's outstanding military exploits that he had accumulated bit by bit in the Spring and Autumn War. Hearing this cold and gloomy nagging, she could only smile bitterly and did not refute. Hsu Fengnian was too lazy to care about these trivial matters. When he entered the carriage, it was slightly crowded. He kicked out the two pitiful young Kui that were close to his feet. The even more pitiful Princess Pei shrank back and leaned against Jiang Ni who was sitting in the corner. She did not forget to smile apologetically. Jiang Ni never had any hostility towards beautiful women. If they were not on the same side as His Royal Highness, he would be even happier. Thus, he politely smiled in return.

Hsu Fengnian said coldly, "You guys go to the other carriage. Princess Pei, you clean up the stains there. Don't forget to fetch water yourself."

Pei Nanwei did not haggle over this matter. Instead, she asked, "Aren't you afraid of retribution for associating with someone like Chu Lushan?"

Hsu Fengnian sat close to Blue Bird. Without raising his head, he said, "Yu Youwei, go tell Ning Emei to tell Chu Lushan that Princess Pei wants to talk to him all night about morality and righteousness."

Princess Pei bit her lips. Her eyes were half filled with hatred and half fear. She stared at Hsu Fengnian's side profile. Yu Youwei was the first to leave the carriage. Princess Pei was afraid that Yu Youwei would really have someone stop Yu Youwei. She hurriedly chased after Yu Youwei. Seeing that she had no intention of pushing her into a pit of fire, she secretly let out a sigh of relief. However, when she lifted the curtain and saw the bloodstains on the carriage and the smell of blood that assailed her nostrils, she froze on the spot. Could it be that she really had to listen to his orders and do the work of a servant? Yu Youwei, whose arms were still stained with Hsu Fengnian's blood, gently said, "There's always a first time for everything. It's good that you're alive. Princess Jing 'an, let's go. I'll take you to the pool. "

Hsu Fengnian continued to sit in silence. He gently held Blue Bird's hand the entire time.

In the curtain of night, General Qianniu Wu, who was sitting like a small mountain on Chu Lushan's side of the carriage, narrowed his eyes into slits. In his hand was a secret report that he had received long ago. It was densely packed with information about Jing 'an Palace. It didn't even include the fact that Heir Apparent Zhao Xun was secretly raising a canary that looked like Princess Jing' an. The only thing missing was the specific address.

Chu Lushan put down the secret report. His ten fingers crossed over his abdomen.

No one would believe that this fat pig, whose military career was known for his cruelty, had once been jokingly called Chu Basha by Li Yishan at the Tide-listening Pavilion. This was not a derogatory remark, but rather an overestimation of Chu Lushan's talent and learning. Li Yishan personally said that Chu Lushan's ideas were beautiful, that he was adept at writing poems, and that he could write poems with his hands crossed. Generally speaking, among the scholars in the literary world, those who were quick-witted could compose poems in just a few steps. But this fat pig, who was addicted to good people's milk, could write poems with his hands crossed eight times. Moreover, his poems were not ordinary. These words were personally commented by Li Yishan, so naturally there was no exaggeration.

Hsu Fengnian didn't believe it at first, but later he had no choice but to believe it. One time he asked Lu Qiu 'er face to face why she didn't rely on this to win scholarly honor in the past. He never thought that this fat pig would smile and say that it would be too unfair to the old bird under her.

Who would have thought that the number one person in both civil and military affairs in the Beiliang Army was Lu Qiu 'er, who only had a fierce reputation?

Chu Lushan lightly crossed his ten fingers a few times. Every time he crossed his fingers, he reported a person's name.

There was King of Jing An's eldest legitimate son, Zhao Xun, as well as several of his other sons. After the eight crosses, not a single one was left out. Even a few of Qingzhou's feudal officials who were very close to the Jing An Palace were not let off.

Lu Qiu 'er opened her eyes and laughed like a Maitreya. She said, "Have you guys cleaned your buttocks yet?"

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