Nalan Youci knew this person's temperament, so he was too lazy to get to the bottom of it. He changed the question, "You didn't catch Huang Longshi in your courtyard?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head.
Nalan Youci was a little cold. He raised his hand, and the servant girl Fengdu bent down, gently held her master's white jade-like hand, and put it between her warm breasts. Nalan Youci lazily said, "It's funny when I think about it. You, Yuan Benxi, single-handedly planned the White Clothes Case in the capital and persuaded Zhao Zhizhao to be the prince consort. You just want Beiliang to die. Now, Beiliang's heir finally came to the capital, but he can't be killed in the capital. He has to be protected like his own son. Even Han Diaosi doesn't allow him to enter the capital to make trouble. He can only kill him 500 miles away from the capital. "
Yuan Benxi cut off half an inch of his tongue in the past, so he couldn't speak clearly, "Hsu Fengnian defeated Chen Zhibao, so I lost to Beiliang. Just take it as a toast to Li Yishan."
Nalan Youci smiled sincerely, "You are better than me in this aspect. You admit defeat. I don't have this kind of tolerance. Otherwise, I can still be friends with Xie. After he died, don't talk about toasting, I can't wait to dig his grave. I heard that he still has descendants who don't follow his surname. I dug three feet into the ground to look for them for many years, but there was no news. Thanks to the rouge review, I know that his name is Nangong Pushe. "
Yuan Benxi raised his arm and stopped drinking. He was in a trance and didn't pay attention to this.
Nalan Youci chuckled softly, "According to the law of the feudal lord, he needs to observe filial piety for three years. I guess before Xu Xiao died, he will provoke the border and fight a war with Beimang, so that his eldest son can be crowned as the king smoothly. Yuan Benxi, I advise you to make your move as soon as possible and take drastic measures to disrupt Li Yishan's plans before his death. "
Yuan Benxi concluded, "Do you know why you can't compare to Li Yishan?"
Nalan Youci said calmly, "I know. Huang Longshi scolded me for only being able to gain and lose for ten years. You are half mute, and I am half blind."
Yuan Benxi laughed it off.
Nalan Youci frowned his willowy eyebrows that were like a gentle woman's. "That kid really went to Beimang alone and killed Xu Huainan and the Fifth Raccoon, who was at the peak of his martial strength?"
Yuan Benxi nodded.
Nalan Youci clicked his tongue and said, "Then aren't you afraid?"
Yuan Benxi shook his head and said, "Unless he can destroy Beimang, he won't be able to use the Zhao family to kill me."
Nalan Youci smiled and said, "If that's the case, it's a profit for you to exchange your life for a Beiliang or a Beimang."
"Then, Chen Zhibao, aren't you worried about raising a tiger?"
"It's no longer the Spring and Autumn Period, a boorish man can't accomplish anything. The world is not in chaos, Shu is in chaos, the world has been pacified, but Shu is not pacified. Occupying Shu is the same as sitting on Beiliang, there is no hope of annexing the world. "
"Yuan Benxi, I have to remind you that this is the experience of my generation of scholars. In the Spring and Autumn Period, who would have thought that a young general with the strength of Grade Two could become a butcher? "
"It's not the same."
Nalan Youci sighed, looked at the sky, and murmured, "Love can kill, not only men and women infatuated. It is said that Li Mixi of Beimang has a cage with butterflies. We are all butterflies in the cage, only Huang Longshi is detached from the world. Yuan Benxi, have you ever thought about what he wants? "
Yuan Benxi stood up, "The three immortals in life are to establish words, merit, and virtue. Three great traditions in one life, loyalty, literature, and quality. I'm afraid that it will take hundreds or even thousands of years to conclude Huang Longshi's coffin. "
Nalan Youci did not respectfully send Yuan Benxi off, but sat on the small couch, "It's best if Huang Longshi dies in our hands, then I die in the hands of Xie Family's son, and you die in the hands of Hsu Fengnian, then the world will be peaceful."
Yuan Benxi suddenly turned around and laughed, "Isn't it more interesting to die in the hands of Hsu Fengnian?"
Nalan Youci laughed and scolded, "Bad luck!"
When Yuan Benxi walked out of the abandoned Taoist temple, Nalan Youci thought for a moment, dipped his finger in the tea, and wrote two words on the table.
Emperor.
— —
Sitting back at the table, Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered, "Who told you to act on impulse? Were you framed by First Prince Zhao Zhuan, or tricked by Fourth Prince Zhao Zhuan?"
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "It's most likely the Fourth Prince of Zhao Family. Although Zhao Wu deliberately hid his skills, he shouldn't be so scheming. "
"I heard that the Crown Prince is one of them. Then you're destined to offend the future Emperor of Liyang?"
"That's right."
"Oh, even the Empress is really angry, but you don't look worried at all. Are you faking it?"
"I said I'm faking it, okay?"
"That woman is Chen Yu on the rouge ranking, right? Is she going to be the First Prince's wife, or the new Empress in the palace?"
"Not interested to know."
"I see that your relationship with her is not simple."
"I'm just guessing."
"My intuition has always been very accurate."
Hsu Fengnian boiled a few pieces of mutton in the pot, and put them into the bowls of Blue Bird and Wu respectively.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the most eccentric woman Xu Fengnian had ever seen who could change so much after reaching the age of twenty. She had the spoiled air of a romantic woman, the evil air of a broken family, and the righteous air of a woman with a great family. Eighty wen, eighty-five wen, ninety wen. Looking at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Hsu Fengnian often thought of the man who became a Saint on the Great Snow Plains. Hsu Fengnian had always been biased against scholars. The poor scholar Chen Xiliang he met on his second trip was an exception, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng was even more so. Of course, Xu Fengnian didn't have any superfluous thoughts about Xuanyuan Qingfeng. It was just that he couldn't tell whether it was because of the honor and mutual benefit, or because they were both in the same predicament and had no way out. Towards the arrogant Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he always had some tolerance that was beyond normal standards. Since the ancient times, the court and jianghu were places where men fought for fame and fortune, and women were caught in the crossfire, Hsu Fengnian would always unknowingly pay more attention to those women who had wandered but were still stubborn. This was the case for Miss Xu at Tuma Pass, and also for Miss Qingzhu, a wine seller whose daughter had died early in Beimang.
Hsu Fengnian seemed to have thought of something. He smiled and shouted toward the room with the hanging curtain, "Aunt Hong. No one is an elder like you! "
The woman pretended to spit. "Bah, you little brat, you just called that woman 'Aunt Zhao'. How can I be called 'Aunt'? Be careful not to shorten my life. Come, let me take a closer look. Tsk, tsk, you really do look like Wu Su. Luckily, you're not as crude as Xu Xiao. Otherwise, which family's daughter would be blind to be your wife? I've been worried sick all these years. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to find a wife. "
"Aunt Hong, this is the first time we meet, and you're already so sarcastic? I'm not paying back the money Xu Xiao owes you for those meals. "
"Call me aunt if you want. I'm already so old anyway. I'm not afraid of being called old by you. What money? Auntie Hong is not your heartless Auntie Zhao. She is very protective of her children, just like an old hen. As long as they enter the house, she will peck at anyone she sees. She doesn't care about friendship at all. Back then, your mother, her, and I called each other sisters. She was the shrewdest and most calculating. What a pity. The little sisterhood we had back then was squandered away by the righteousness of two generations of men like you. "
The woman and Hsu Fengnian squeezed onto a bench. Xuanyuan Qingfeng silently leaned against the wall and saw from the corner of his eye that the woman didn't forget to pinch Hsu Fengnian's cheeks as she spoke. It could be said that she loved him so much that she couldn't part with him. However, he couldn't stop her. Such an interesting scene was truly hard to come by in a hundred years.
The woman rubbed Hsu Fengnian's white hair and gently said, "I've wronged you all these years."
Hsu Fengnian pursed his lips and shook his head.
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