The still virgin Beimang Junzhu laughed it off, but Old Moth was somewhat anxious. Although Spiderweb had always been loyal to Her Majesty the Empress, or to be precise, to the shadow prime minister behind Her Majesty, Li Mixi, Murong Longshui's status was particularly illustrious. If his master was humiliated, his servant would die. Moreover, His Royal Highness's mouth was full of nonsense, and he splashed dirty water on Beimang and the Junzhu together. If the Junzhu returned to Beimang someday and remembered this, how could Old Moth not be alarmed? Hsu Fengnian originally wanted to continue teasing the moth cocoon, but the arrival of the little girl made him restrain himself. Her furry mink hat was askew on her head. She squatted to the side and slowly nibbled on a scallion pancake with beef slices. Compared to Hsu Fengnian's scallion pancakes, it was clearly much more luxurious. The money for the scallion pancakes came from the money pouch that Hsu Fengnian had stolen from the streets. Jia Jiajia finished chewing the scallion pancake and licked his fingers. Then, as if he was not used to the warmth of the mink hat, he tugged on it. Old Moth saw this temporary partnership in his eyes and did not find it funny at all. Instead, he was afraid and troubled. For the past few days, only Hsu Fengnian had acted. Old Moth believed that when the little girl recovered from her injuries, her next hand chop would fall on him and the Junzhu.
Old Moth rubbed his brandy nose and laughed sinisterly. "His Royal Highness, I heard that the consort of the King of Beiliang was originally a female sword immortal. Because she was pregnant with you, there was the White Clothes Case in the capital. She was left with an incurable disease and passed away early. I also heard that your eldest sister, Xu Weixiong, married far away in Jiangnan and is depressed. Your second sister, Xu Weixiong, is not much better. She almost died at the hands of Chen Zhibao. In a few more years, the new king will replace the old one, and you'll finally become a vassal king with great difficulty. Be careful that in the end, you'll be all alone, unable to share your blessings with others. You still have to worry about the Northern Mang's iron hooves coming south, while guarding against the Li Yang's obstructions. If I were you, I would have long gone mad. Not only is Beimang preparing for war by your bedside, there is also the Zhao family's son who bears a grudge, Zhang Julu, Gu Jiantang, and a large group of loyal officials watching coldly from the sidelines. There are also several vassal kings eyeing covetously. Tell me, aren't you suffering? "
Xu Fengnian was still leaning against the wall. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and sighed heavily. "Exactly."
Murong Longshui's words were shocking. His expression was calm as he said, "Zhao Gou has Beimang's men of sacrifice who are in a high position. He can be considered a big shot in the capital. Many people know that this is your last stay in Jianghu. The battle outside Shenwu City may not be the end of your Jianghu. If you continue to play cat and mouse with us, be careful that the Zhao family's son will take advantage of the situation. At that time, I definitely won't mind joining forces with Zhao Gou to leave your corpse in Jianghu. In short, you and I are now in a gambling situation. We are betting on whether the Zhao family's son and the important officials of Li Yang have the courage to do so. If I lose, it will only maintain the current stalemate. If you lose, you, father, and Beimang have been holding back for more than twenty years, and it will all be for nothing. The reason why I am being so frank with you is because I have never treated you as an irreconcilable enemy. On the contrary, Hsu Fengnian, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. In Beimang, only Tuoba and Dong Zhuo can make me, Murong Longshui, accept wholeheartedly. "
Hsu Fengnian said carelessly, "Accepting wholeheartedly doesn't count as accepting. Accepting a woman's body is truly accepting."
Murong Longshui ignored his frivolous words and asked calmly, "Are you determined to gamble with me?"
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his hand and shook it. He shook his head and laughed, "It's not a gamble. Just like how Beiliang only believes in cavalry and Beiliang's blade, I only believe in what I have earned. "
Murong Longshui's lips curled up as he laughed coldly, "Then let's wait and see."
She turned around and left the alley. Old Moth was about to turn around when Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "240 words, I've remembered them all."
Old Moth's throat moved slightly as he spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. He smiled mockingly at Hsu Fengnian and walked away.
The young girl snorted.
Hsu Fengnian didn't mind her teasing and asked curiously, "Where did your big cat go?"
Jia Jiajia squatted on the ground and didn't say anything.
She had been silent for the past few days. No matter what Hsu Fengnian asked, she didn't respond.
Hsu Fengnian squatted down and helped her adjust her mink hat. She glared at him and put her hand back. Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and stood up. The two of them continued to follow "Flower-Like Jade" and "Spirited Jade". These were the nicknames that Hsu Fengnian had given to Hsu Fengnian and Old Silkworm Cocoon the day before yesterday. In Hsu Fengnian's words, this was called repaying evil with good.
They passed by a stall on the side of the road where an old scholar had set up a stall to sell old books. There was a piece of calligraphy placed vertically with the words "Classical Fish" on it. It was pressed down by a green prawn copper paperweight. The old scholar saw Hsu Fengnian and the young girl pass by and asked with a smile, "Young Master, aren't you looking for books? If you don't have enough money to buy books, old hairpins can be used as money. "
Hsu Fengnian stopped and bent down to look at the calligraphy. He asked, "Old Mister, does the Classical Fish mean Otter Sacrificial Fish?"
The old scholar smiled and nodded, "That's right. Young Master is indeed knowledgeable. "
Hsu Fengnian still lowered his head and continued to ask, "Jia Jia Jia, all homonyms are A, three A's, three A's, three A's, three A's, and three A's."
The old scholar clicked his tongue and said, "Young Master, are you talking about that Huang Longshi? This name is unlucky. It's better not to mention it. "
Hsu Fengnian looked at the expressionless little girl and then looked at the old scholar who was pretending to be mysterious. He took out a hairpin and gently placed it next to the paperweight. "Old Mister, take her away. No matter how unlucky it is, it's not as unlucky as being by my side. "
The old Confucian scholar reached out to pick up the hairpin, but the little girl slapped the back of his hand with the sunflower. His face was full of resentment.
The old man smiled and said: "I didn't take your hairpin for nothing. There's an old fart called Liu Hao who left the capital with a lackey from the Dongyue Sword Pool. He can enter the city in less than an hour."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and asked: "How is Suixie Valley?"
The old man actually told him everything he knew. "They're still waiting. The two old men whose ages added together are more than two hundred years old are staring at each other like tortoises staring at mung beans, slowly wasting time. But in my opinion, no matter how strong his sword is, it's still not enough. What else do you want to ask? Ask them together. Zhao Huang Chao, the cowardly turtle? Liu Songtao, who's suffering from qi deviation? Or Đồng Thái, who rides a donkey to see the mountains and rivers? Or Luo Yang, who helps people find deer? "
Hsu Fengnian hesitated for a moment and said with a smile, "Forget it. You two should pack up and leave as soon as possible. "
The old man smiled playfully and said: "You're really not afraid of death?"
Hsu Fengnian said helplessly: "Once you leave, I'll quickly run away."
The old man laughed loudly. "That's true."
He stood up and withdrew his smile. He gently picked up the paperweight and placed it under his armpit. He shook the calligraphy and glanced sideways at Hsu Fengnian. "She took the fate of Mount Longhu's Zhao Xuansu for you. Whoever started the trouble should end it. You brat, hurry up and restore the Great Yellow Court. Otherwise … if she dies in three years, I'll make you and Beiliang suffer even if I break the rules and go against my will. Of course, you can't die today. Even if you do, you can only die in three years. That's why I called for a helper. "
The little girl didn't drag her feet at all and didn't even look back.
The old man walking side by side sighed: "How heartless. Don't ask for the hairpin back."
The little girl sniffled.
The old man suddenly laughed: "The mink hat is not bad. It looks festive."
The little girl pulled down the furry mink hat that covered her forehead and covered her entire face.
Hsu Fengnian stood where he was and quietly watched the two leave. Before long, he turned his head and saw the white-clothed Luo Yang slowly walking over from the opposite end of the street.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
