The man surnamed Jiang almost vomited blood. Ji Liu 'an was the Palace Master of Dragon Palace, and Cheng Baishuang was the number one guest. They were the top masters in Nanjiang. Lin Hongyuan had always had the reputation of Young Palace Master Lin. Any one of them was an unattainable Bodhisattva. The Jiang family didn't even have the time to burn incense and pray to God. How could they have the courage to provoke them? This surly man kept saying that he didn't know them. You f * cking don't know them, but you still said a bunch of catchy words. When the bigwigs of the Dragon Palace went out, there would be female officials holding ceremonial rites to clear the way. Moreover, this woman spoke in a familiar local accent, which made the man surnamed Jiang realize in hindsight. He had to remind the Feng couple not to overestimate themselves. Not only would they lose face, but they would also cause his family to be punished and ostracized so that they could not have a foothold in the Southern Tang World. Who didn't know that Dragon Palace was Mr. Nalan's favorite maid? If the fairy-like Mr. Nalan heard it, his whole family would be drowned.
Zhao Zhu pointed to the child in the woman's arms, "You want to find Yuchi Liangfu to reason. No problem. Leave the baby and throw the body in front of Yuchi Liangfu. You will definitely be in the right even if you don't want to."
Hsu Fengnian said, "That's enough."
The stern suddenly became silent.
Zhao Zhu drank honestly, and Lin Hongyuan didn't say anything. Feng Maolin also understood the situation. After weighing the pros and cons, he chose to suffer in silence. He broke away from his friend's support and staggered back to the cabin. According to the cultivation method passed down from his ancestors, he operated his Qi and breathed out the old and took in the new.
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Zhao Zhu, how did you become a beggar? I remember that at that time, although the dragon's descendants lived in fear, they didn't have to worry about food and clothing. "
Zhao Zhu threw the empty wine pot into the lake, rubbed his cheeks, and said with a smile, "It's a long story. Anyway, now my brothers must be secretly wondering why I didn't starve to death in Dantong Pass. "
Every family had its own difficulties. Once it was mentioned, it would be awkward and painful.
Lin Hongyuan stood in the distance and felt relieved. Since Xu and His Royal Highness were old acquaintances, the key point was that anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a genuine friendship and not a pretense of civility, then whether or not he taught Xu's secret stele inscription of the Dragon Palace was of no importance. He didn't need to worry about being caught by others in the future. However, Lin Hongyuan was a little disappointed. It seemed that he couldn't hope to make Xu into a human puppet in this lifetime.
Hsu Fengnian turned around and looked at this guy who was not in Nanjiang. "Do you have nothing better to do than to be Lin Hongyuan's servant?"
Leaning on the railing, Zhao Zhu lazily said, "I've never been in the pugilistic world, so I won't have any chances in the future. As for doing odd jobs for Lin Hongyuan, I'll just take it as learning from you that you have a tender heart for the fairer sex. I can't just walk around and say that I'm Zhao Zhu. Heroes of Jianghu, come and kill me if you can. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled knowingly. "I have a deep understanding of this."
Zhao Zhu softly said, "I originally wanted to sneak a trip to Beiliang. I wanted to go to my aunt's grave and burn three incense sticks no matter what. My father also agreed and said that I'll take his share. However, it seems that I can't go. You also know that West Chu is about to be reinstated. My father temporarily decided to let me lead eight thousand elite cavalry north to loot a burning house. If you came two days later, we would have passed by each other. "
Hsu Fengnian self-deprecatingly said, "It won't be peaceful again. I don't understand why Cao Changqing wants to reinstate the country. "
Zhao Zhu gazed into the distance and said indifferently, "It's not strange at all. It's just like how the people of the world don't understand why Uncle Xu is still unwilling to betray Li Yang and directly defected to Northern Mang even though our Zhao Family is making things difficult for your Xu Family."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Let's not talk about surrendering to Beimang. How many people can we bring with us three hundred thousand cavalry? However, a person should still have a bottom line."
Zhao Zhu turned around and leaned against the railing. He asked, "Xiaonian, do you know what I admire the most about Uncle Xu?"
Hsu Fengnian handed the half-empty wine pot to Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu raised his head and took a big gulp before throwing it to Lin Hongyuan.
Hsu Fengnian said, "Is it because he didn't draw a river to conquer?"
Zhao Zhu sighed heavily and said, "After I took charge of the army alone, I often deduced the battle situation with Mr. Nalan. Every time, I was on Uncle Xu's side and adopted the strategy of drawing a river to claim the throne. Without exception, I suffered a crushing defeat. At first, I thought that my calculation was not meticulous enough, but even last year, I still lost. I admit that Uncle Xu's cavalry, no matter how powerful they are, lost because they are still an isolated army, isolated scholars, isolated people, and isolated orthodoxy. Once they claim the throne, they will be isolated. If they don't claim the throne, they will disappoint many generals and soldiers. Once they claim the throne, they won't be conspicuous at first, but as long as they lose their irresistible morale, their decline will soon be exposed. Everyone will kick a man who is down. They won't even have the extravagant hope of making a comeback. Mr. Nalan once said that if a commoner wants to sit on the throne, he will have to wait for the cold people to get used to power. Therefore, it will take at least three or four hundred years. Uncle Xu was born at the wrong time. Otherwise, I would be chatting with the Crown Prince right now. "
Hsu Fengnian fell into deep thought.
Zhao Zhu suddenly asked with a cold smile, "Xiaonian, how did you become a clay Bodhisattva without anger? Is it because Beiliang is too cold? "
Hsu Fengnian calmly said, "Back then, when Xu Xiao pulled a group of people out of Liaodong, he couldn't do it without money. So, he borrowed money from many people. Many people felt that the money couldn't be borrowed and would definitely be wasted. So, they simply closed their doors and refused to visit. Only the Feng Family and the other two families were thin-skinned at that time. They couldn't endure Xu Xiao's pestering. Together, they gave him more than sixty taels of silver. Although Xu Xiao secretly returned a few favors after he became famous, he still talked to me about the dozens of taels of silver. He said that it was more important than the ten thousand taels of gold that he would get in the future. If it weren't for those pitiful pieces of silver, he almost didn't have the determination to leave Liaodong. "
Zhao Zhu nodded and sighed, "I understand."
# # # This month's update.
Last month, I owed five chapters. This month, I will slowly make up for it.
In December, I will go abroad for almost ten days. Therefore, my goal is not high. I will only write one chapter every day. The chapter of "White Dragon Suit" was not included in today's update. Therefore, I still owe four chapters.
Author's Note: Xueshi is still Xueshi. Reading is like meeting people. Some people may find it boring at first, but they will continue to read. Occasionally, they will be very satisfied. Some people will be shocked at first sight. Then, they will continue to ask the woman to be otherworldly and put on airs like a fairy. Over time, they will be disappointed.
Xueshi is a story of beads. Those who are even more impatient can just change the book and pick it up when they remember it.
# # # Chatting While Writing
If I don't promise to update, I won't break my promise. It's a very simple reason. However, after weighing the two options, I will either be scolded for not keeping my promise or have to calm down and write. After weighing the two options, I feel that it is more worth it to write more chapters.
First, let me explain something. In the past, when I wrote books, there was absolutely no notice of absence. Of course, this is not a good thing. The last time I chatted with Jing Guan, as well as on the phone with Tomcat, we talked about this point. I'm a writer who's publicly acknowledged to have a terrible character, but now I'm actually nagging someone about the unfairness of eunuchs and the importance of stable updates. Even I can't imagine it. If you want to say that I'm a good-for-nothing big shot, that I wasn't a big shot when I was an ambitious person? That God wasn't a big shot? That Ergou and Toad weren't big shots? To be honest, Xueshi is my least big shot work. Compared to the previous scams, I gave fewer promises and more notifications. I also had the most chapters. I also had the most interactions with readers. The number of times I clenched my teeth and persevered was undoubtedly the most. Therefore, if there are old readers who want to show off their superiority and tell you about the past, don't be in a hurry to scold them for being a brainless fan. You have to know that these brothers who appear to be impervious to fire and water have already been shot in the heart. They are just clenching their teeth and forcing a smile. Furthermore, there are many new people who have fallen into my trap. Sooner or later, they will unfortunately become one of them. Who knows what will happen in the future?
Although I am an author, I am also a reader. The age of a web novel reader is almost twice that of an author. Therefore, I have never cared about pirated posts. This is because I read pirated posts myself. I don't have the right to give advice. At most, I use my identity as a second-rate, third-rate, or fourth-rate author to recommend works that I really like as a way to make up for it.
If I have to say that I'm a big shot, it would be the overly impetuous readers. As always, I don't like them. It was the same when I was writing scams. Back then, I would often argue with readers in the comments section. I wouldn't stop even if I were to argue with them. However, I don't have the willpower and mentality anymore. Firstly, I feel that it is useless. No one can convince the other. Secondly, authors still rely on their works to prove themselves. Of course, this impetuousness isn't the scolding when the chapters are interrupted. It is the skimming through the contents of the chapters. There are many long-winded chapters in Snow. Even I find it annoying. Actually, they are all explaining things that have been hinted at. When you fill in the gaps, some people don't even realize it and only feel confused. The author can only helplessly do something superfluous, even sacrificing part of their reading habits.
Previously, when they said that they are impatient to change their reading habits, they are referring to those who are obsessed with the content of the book. I can understand this small group of people, but I don't agree with them. In Snow, there are actually many climaxes of varying sizes. As for the content that I like, it has always been hidden. Every time someone mentions it, it will be like scratching an itch. For example, the battle between Luo Yang and Heaven and Earth. What I thought was the climax wasn't Luo Yang's dominance, but Song Nianqing's pair of cloth shoes. She was the old woman who had been waiting for her husband to return home.
I used to say that an author's greatest responsibility is to write seriously.
Now, I should change it to writing seriously and steadily. I can temporarily not do well, but after all, I have to persevere and work hard on this path.
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