Pull one hair and the whole body will be affected. After the white-clothed monk won the debate at Mount Longhu, he and Zhao Danping were summoned to Tai 'an City by decree. Then the old abbot personally went down the mountain to Beimang to discuss Buddhism with the Qilin Zhenren of the Tao Te Dao Sect.
Hsu Fengnian's mind wandered thousands of miles after the initial heat. When he came back to his senses, his mind was as calm as still water. This made His Royal Highness worry about whether or not there was a big problem between his legs. He sighed inwardly and approached the girl who was at least eighty-five wen. He took the Qiang flute from her hand. Seeing the four characters of Beimang, he frowned and asked, "Do you understand the language of the Southern Dynasties?"
The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. "I understand, but I can't speak it well."
The language of Beimang was originally complicated and varied. After the Empress took over the dynasty, it gradually changed. However, the Northern and Southern dynasties were still distinct. Every time the Empress went on a hunting tour, she would discuss matters with her close officials. Occasionally, they would talk about things. Of course, the powerful officials of the Northern Royal Court would mock and ridicule the officials of the Southern Dynasties. The people of the Northern Dynasties who were born in the imperial tent were inevitably filled with a sense of superiority. After the end of the Spring and Autumn War, the Central Plains was stabilized. The Empress took over Beimang as a young monarch and usurped the throne. Then, she took the opportunity to settle the remnants of the Spring and Autumn War. This caused Beimang to be in turmoil. The Liyang Dynasty and the Liyang Dynasty fought six times. The Liyang Dynasty won two times in name, but the true meaning of victory was only one time. It was when the Empress took the opportunity to unify the Spring and Autumn War and took the opportunity to take the initiative to attack Beimang's unstable foundation. They won on three fronts and fought all the way to the capital of the Southern Dynasties. Unfortunately, they couldn't finish the war in one battle and continued their northern expedition, leaving Beimang with a chance to breathe. People only said that Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, was greedy for power and didn't want to destroy Beimang. As a result, he had no soldiers to lead, so he withdrew his troops. In reality, both sides were preparing to sign an alliance. Only Xu Xiao didn't hesitate to use his head as a guarantee and privately went to the Emperor. He said that as long as the Emperor gave him a secret edict, he could only lead the Beiliang army and enter the North alone. Even if he had to sacrifice two hundred thousand soldiers, he would make Beimang lose its title.
At the time, the old Grand Secretary stood by the monarch's side and only laughed coldly.
The next day, Xu Xiao was the first to withdraw his troops back to Beiliang to express the Liyang Dynasty's sincerity.
This could be considered Xu Xiao's second time being a scapegoat after the Spring and Autumn War and his rise to the Jianghu. Many old soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles silently withdrew from the Beiliang army at this time.
In the five battles between the two countries, the Liyang Dynasty lost more than they won. The fourth time was the most crushing defeat, almost exhausting all of the elite border troops the previous emperor had accumulated. The eastern front north of Great Peace City was cleared of the wilderness, and it was even more forbidden to raise troops and attack without permission. It was only now that General Gu Jiantang had resigned from his post as the Minister of War and was personally overseeing the two Liao provinces, in addition to the Grand Secretary Zhang Julu's support, which was said by the scholars to have spent half of the dynasty's wealth, that the declining situation took a slight turn for the better.
Hsu Fengnian directly asked, "Who are your parents?"
She shook her head and said, "I am an orphan, adopted by the clan when I was young."
Hsu Fengnian was most familiar with the dirty tricks of the imperial family. He asked with a smile, "Have you never thought that you might be a golden branch or jade leaf with the surname Yelu or Murong?"
The young girl's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Clearly, she had never thought about this matter. Hsu Fengnian inadvertently saw the pink tongue behind her white teeth and felt hot again. However, he didn't feel the least bit ashamed of his inferiority in front of a beauty. He only lowered his eyebrows slightly and glanced down at his waist, silently praising, "Good brother, you are very capable!" After working hard to cultivate the Great Yellow Courtyard, there shouldn't be any irreversible side effects. Otherwise, His Royal Highness would really use a piece of tofu to knock himself to death. Without any worries, Hsu Fengnian was in a good mood and threw some of the troublesome problems to the back of his mind. He remembered that in the past, he had spent a lot of money to buy countless poems. When they reached his second sister, only one line, "Tomorrow worries will come tomorrow worries", entered her eyes and made His Royal Highness so happy that he had the servant send another seven hundred taels of silver to that poor scholar, one hundred taels per word. Later, he heard that this scholar had passed the imperial examination and had some fame in the capital. He was one of the few honest people who didn't want to wallow in the mire and curse His Royal Highness with the scholars. It was probably because of this that he had waited on the cold bench for several years before he was replaced by a county clerk in a barren mountain and turbulent river.
Hsu Fengnian sat by the lake and beckoned her to sit down. Smelling the unique fragrance of a woman, His Royal Highness, who hadn't even seen a female mosquito after leaving Flying Fox City, felt as if a lifetime had passed. The wild bulls were vast and mighty. Hsu Fengnian was wholeheartedly studying the Swimming Fish Style in the knife manual. How could he care about distinguishing between male and female? Besides, even if he could distinguish between the two, what else could he do? Hsu Fengnian wasn't even afraid of the devil Xie Ling, but this thought scared him so much that he trembled. He then held his belly and laughed. It could be said that he found joy in the bitter struggle of Beimang alone. After laughing, he saw that the young girl who was sitting upright and still was confused. No matter how thick-skinned Hsu Fengnian was, he wouldn't be so brazen as to mention this. He lowered his head and stroked the Qiang flute. The two dark purple bamboo pipes were side by side with gold and silver threads intertwined. The holes of the pipes were smooth and round. Even after many years of playing and stroking, there wasn't the slightest bit of wear and tear. It could be seen that it was a precious Qiang flute of top quality. Hsu Fengnian could be considered an expert in calligraphy. He carefully observed the four Mang characters written by Murong in front and Yelu in the back. The characters carved on the Qiang flute were extraordinary. He didn't exchange the flute. Instead, he smiled and said, "Take good care of this keepsake. Who knows, maybe one day you'll be the Shepherd Girl Mu Kou Xianbei's head. If that day really comes, remember to remember my kindness. "
The girl blushed when she saw how gentle and meticulous he was stroking her, making her even more charming.
However, when she saw this young master from the Southern Court using her beloved Qiang flute to stroke her back in such a careless manner, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Perhaps Hsu Fengnian was slow to realize it, or perhaps he was deliberately teasing her, but when he saw her face, he couldn't help but smile. He extended a finger and twirled the Qiang flute's opening, grinning wickedly.
The girl's face was thin, and she was about to cry.
Hsu Fengnian returned the Qiang flute to her and lay down on the grass. He was afraid that there wouldn't be many days of such leisure and carefree days in the future.
The girl sitting cross-legged beside Hsu Fengnian clutched the Qiang flute and lowered her head, saying, "I'm sorry."
This time, she really was crying.
Hsu Fengnian knew that she was apologizing for her cowardice after being saved in the canyon. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he said in a calm tone, "It's not wrong for a girl to be timid. If you feel that it's wrong, you can be bolder and sit on me. Even if I suffer such humiliation, I won't resist."
Hsu Fengnian was originally teasing the girl, and he was just teasing her.
He didn't think that this girl would really use up all her courage and boldness in her life to sit on his waist.
His Royal Highness, who had been suppressed, sucked in a breath of cold air and said sanctimoniously, "Girl, please have some self-respect!"
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(Chapter 3: Around 3 in the morning. Not included in tomorrow's update.)
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