What does it mean to have a big family? When the Murong siblings walked into Beiliang Palace, they knew what it meant to be in deep water. When they saw the Tide-listening Lake and the Martial Pavilion by the lakeside, they gasped. Fortunately, the banquet was small and was not much different from the ordinary well-off merchants. His Royal Highness sat beside Xu Xiao and wolfed down the food. Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan were also qualified to sit. One raised his cup and drank slowly while the other carefully tore the tender ginger duck meat.
Ever since Murong Wuzhu walked into the palace, she had been a little absent-minded. She ate absent-mindedly and didn't dare to sit close to the chair. At the dining table, Xu Xiao occasionally picked up some food for Xu Fengnian with his chopsticks. During this time, he whispered, "If Zhihu was here, it wouldn't be Father's turn to pick up the food." His Highness the Crown Prince, who had been keeping his head down, only paused for a moment before continuing to eat heartily, his cheeks bulging. After the banquet was over, the steward naturally led Princess Fei and the other guests to their accommodations.
After Xu Fengnian went to the Wutong Courtyard to take a bath and change his clothes, he stretched his body refreshingly. Led by Sweet Potato, the orioles and swallows overflowing with spiritual aura, they saw the Crown Prince holding a Winter Embroidery Saber in his hand. It was rare that they did not chatter. Xu Fengnian smiled warmly and touched their cheeks. Then, he walked out of the courtyard and came to the Tide-listening Pavilion. He pushed open the door and went up to the third floor. He found White Fox Face, who was standing on the ladder looking for secret books.
He said, "Hey."
White Fox's face jumped down the long ladder. The two of them looked at each other without saying a word. The scene was neither warm nor affectionate, but it was good. Otherwise, Xu Fengnian would have goosebumps all over his body if the two men looked at each other affectionately. Learning from Murong Tonghuang's mistake, Xu Fengnian felt a little strange when he looked at White Fox's face. White Fox's face looked away and looked for the secret manual to fill in the gaps.
Hsu Fengnian saw that White Fox did not want to exchange pleasantries. He had to find a topic himself and said, "I saw Chen Yu. She is very beautiful. Chen Yu's parents are really prophetic. Her appearance can be said to be beautiful."
White Fox asked faintly, "Have you taken back Beiliang Palace?"
Xu Fengnian said self-deprecatingly, "No, she was abducted by an urgent imperial edict from the capital. Otherwise, I would have let that woman know that there is always a mountain beyond a mountain, a sky beyond a sky."
White Fox frowned and turned to stare at His Royal Highness who did not know how to control his mouth. The corner of her mouth lifted. There was no charm at all, but a murderous intent that sent chills down one's spine. "Hey, you think you are invincible just because you absorbed 80% of the Great Yellow Courtyard? This time, you came to the Arsenal and Xiudong. Are you hinting me to cut you? Tell me, how many cuts will you be satisfied? "
Hsu Fengnian slowly put Xiudong behind him and smiled awkwardly. "I just want to kill the arrogance of that virtuous woman."
White Fox looked at His Royal Highness who was guilty and asked, "Am I very close to you?"
Hsu Fengnian seriously considered this question and then said with great sincerity, "You are not close to me, but I am very close to you. Is this okay?"
White Fox turned around and smiled faintly. She said coldly, "You have a strong character. No wonder the whole Beiliang is sucking up to His Royal Highness."
Xu Fengnian became arrogant when he achieved success, he laughed and said, "You flatter me, you flatter me. But I have been holding it in for many years. I have to find an opportunity to anger those scholars who are famous for scolding me. "
White Fox shook her head helplessly.
Hsu Fengnian asked curiously, "When are you going to the fourth floor?"
Bai Hu 'er looked around and said, "Only in a few days."
Hsu Fengnian sighed and said, "I don't expect to catch up to you in this lifetime."
White Fox did not make fun of His Royal Highness this time. She said calmly, "What's the point of a higher state? Other than Wang Xianzhi, who dares to say that they can beat Li Xiaoxin who has been in the Vajra Realm? Han Diaosi in the Imperial Palace could kill the Celestial Phenomenon with the Mysterious Finger. Most of the people in the Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist sects have an exaggerated state. If you only talk about killing enemies, you have to lower your state at least. That's why Xuanyuan Jingcheng on the Great Snow Plateau could only perish together with the Great Celestial Phenomenon Xuanyuan Pan. Of course, the most powerful thing about Confucian monks and Taoist monks is their mouths. They can easily enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. It's understandable that they can't fight. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled bitterly and said, "Luckily you're not a woman. Otherwise, who would dare to marry you with such a poisonous tongue?"
White Fox ignored Hsu Fengnian's jesting and stretched out her hand. Hsu Fengnian hesitated and said shamelessly, "Xiu Dong and I have been relying on each other for two years. I have to hold her every night when I sleep. We have a deep relationship. If you don't like Xiu Dong's tackiness, why not …"
White Fox did not retract her hand. She just stared at him.
Murderous aura, evil spirit, domineering!
This was the f * cking expert who was going to fight for the top spot in Jianghu in the future. It was no wonder that Old God of Swords Li saw him as the future master of martial arts. At such a young age, he could already regard the Land Immortals as his own. Xu Fengnian admitted that he was 18 streets behind Old God of Swords Li. During this period, he was separated by countless bun shops, pawnshops, restaurants, and brothels. His Royal Highness, who had just been praised for his backbone, hurriedly threw Xiu Dong over and turned to climb up the stairs.
White Fox took Xiu Dong's knife and tilted her head. She smiled and said nothing. Xu Fengnian went to the top of the pavilion and sat upright. Li Yishan, who was so sick that he looked even more haggard than before, was writing with a stiff brush. An hour later, he raised his head and said slowly, "The secret manuals of the Xuanyuan Family have been sorted out. The Nangong servants downstairs have used a lot of energy …"
While they were talking, Xu Xiao came upstairs with two pots of wine. He sat down cross-legged and separated the three stacked bowls. The aroma of wine filled the air. Li Yishan did not speak as long as he had wine to drink. After drinking half a pot of Green Ant, which was affordable to the common people, Li Yishan was slightly tipsy. He waved his hand and asked them to leave. The father and son looked at each other and smiled. They stood up and left the roof. Li Yishan poured himself a small bowl of wine. He murmured "Jiangshan" and drank it in one gulp. Then he drank "Beauty". He drank another small bowl with "Beauty". Then he drank "Loyalty", "Monarch and Minister", "Spring and Autumn", "Jianghu", and "Jianghu" with the Green Ant. Finally he passed out on the table drunk.
Hsu Fengnian and Xu Xiao came to the peak of Mount Qing Liang. The father and son had a secret talk. Outsiders did not know anything about it.
The next morning, Hsu Fengnian went to Mount Wudang. He sat in a daze near the Turtle Camel Tablet on Little Lotus Peak. He raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time. Finally he covered his face with both hands.
A few riders stealthily returned to the city. His Highness the Crown Prince went to take a look at the shop that sold spiced beef. It was already closed, so naturally he would not be able to see the little girl who kept a straight face in front of all the customers.
On the 28th day of the lunar calendar, Hsu Fengnian replaced Xu Xiao and went to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's dojo alone to ring 108 bells.
At dusk of the Lantern Festival, every house was decorated with big red lanterns. His Royal Highness went out to relax with a few women of high status. Unexpectedly, White Fox accompanied them. They did not go to the downtown area. Instead, they chose a secluded restaurant. They went to the second floor and ordered some exquisite pastries. They also asked the waiter to warm a pot of yellow wine.
On the first floor, there was a pair of grandfather and granddaughter who made a living as storytellers. The blind old man was telling stories with a bamboo clapboard. The skinny little girl was sitting on a small stool and playing the pipa. The poor quality of the pipa and her poor playing skills were far from being heavenly. Not long after the blind artist sat down, His Royal Highness began to drink. He just finished a small song to warm up the atmosphere. He talked about how the King of Beiliang played the drum in white. Because the restaurant was located in a secluded area, most of the people in the city were preparing to visit the Lantern Festival. There were only a few diners on the first floor and the business on the second floor was even worse. Hsu Fengnian and White Fox were drinking face to face. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and asked the waiter to send a bowl of warm yellow wine to the grandfather and granddaughter downstairs.
The wine was sent to the first floor. The blind old man said something to his granddaughter. The little girl stood up with her pipa and bowed to the second floor.
The blind old storyteller borrowed a stool from the restaurant and put the bowl of wine beside him. He raised his hand and drank a mouthful of wine excitedly.
He said that it was the sound of Beiliang's horse hooves.
He said that it was the sound of the Spring and Autumn War.
Unknowingly, he ended up talking about the words His Royal Highness of Beiliang said by the Guangling River.
His Royal Highness listened to the storyteller quietly drinking wine and talking with his eyes closed. He was expressionless.
Perhaps it was because of her grandfather's mood, the little girl was having a hard time playing the pipa. Her face was red and her ears were red. After the blind artist came back to his senses, he reached out his trembling hand and touched his granddaughter's head. Then he reached out for the wine. He shook his hand and realized that it was empty. The old man put the bowl back and smacked his lips. It seemed that he wanted more wine, but he did not feel that it was a pity that there was no more wine. He just muttered to himself, "The old soldier of Beiliang, Han Wenhu, seems to have drunk out of heroism today.
# # Going to Beimang alone
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