Fu Canglu

Chapter 564

Lujia Town.

The moonlight was shining brightly, reflecting on the snow-colored eaves, and the young men and women ran away for an unknown amount of time.

"where are we going"

"You can go anywhere, but the most urgent thing is to leave Lujia Town."

"why"

"why?"

Huang Hou's voice paused, he stopped suddenly, looked at Yanzhi like a fool, and laughed: "I said Yanzhi girl, I said she has big breasts and no brains, but I didn't notice it in Pingyaosi all these years. Now that you have revealed your true body and your breasts have grown, you have really turned into a fool?"

"Think about it for yourself, what is the level of the Master National Teacher?"

"If the person standing behind the death of the Marquis of Huaiyang was really the National Teacher, then he was determined to let His Majesty see his attitude. Even His Majesty had to think carefully and make a new decision. As a result, the entire Western Regions Negotiations with Qi Liang will fall into a huge turmoil following the statement of the National Teacher, let alone a small Lujia Town under our feet?"

"When this turmoil breaks out, who can survive? Everyone is a pawn, and the only thing we can do is to jump out of the chessboard and leave here."

Huang Hou couldn't move the rouge, and turned to walk, with heavy and slow steps, without looking back, looking around the environment vigilantly.

Every time he said a word, the cynicism on his face increased.

After saying the last sentence, she continued to pull on Rouge's sleeve.

Not moving.

He turned his head in a little perplexity, thinking that what he just said was clear enough.

Then there was a "snap" and the sleeves were slapped up.

Yan Zhi suddenly raised her sleeves, put aside the relationship between the two, and took a step back, her exquisite figure was beautiful and ruthless against the black hair flying.

Standing on the roof, she said coldly: "You take your Yangguan Road, I have my single-plank bridge."

Huang Hou narrowed his eyes, angrily and funnyly said: "Yanzhi, you should know my identity."

Yanzhi was just silent.

Huang Hou still said patiently: "I am the only son of Marquis Anle of Xu Lingdao. Your Majesty has given the palace a retreat, and the entire Xu Lingdao will be mine in the future. So what is the distribution and level of Qiliang's power centers? I know better than you, and the energy of that national teacher is by no means something we can resist."

Huang Hou paused slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Even the king of Xining, the biggest prince in the northern region, can take away the huge power he holds at any time. Although the world of the nineteenth Dao of Qi Liang is huge, it is impossible. It is bigger than the palm of your majesty and the national teacher."

Rouge still didn't speak.

Huang Hou suddenly heard a low laugh.

He turned his head back in horror, and saw a young man in a white linen robe, barefoot, sitting on the eaves in the distance. The white linen robe was fluttering in the wind, and his slender ankles were dangling.

The young man's face is innocent and innocent, but thousands of years of overloaded years are hidden in his smiling eyes, which makes people feel chilling.

Just looking at it, Huang Hou felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was terribly cold.

The boy sat on the eaves and smiled.

"Huang Hou, I remember your name."

The sound is like a wind chime, echoing in the strong wind and heavy snow all over the sky.

It sounds really good.

"Among the young heirs of the vassals in Qiliang, only you and Xiao Qi are worthy of reuse and can inherit the legacy of their fathers. A year ago, I entered the experience of Pingyaosi and sharpened knives in the northern border. Now I have entered the ninth rank, and I still understand In other words, looking at it this way, the Central Plains are all top-notch young talents, among the ineffective descendants of these vassals, only Xiao Qi can compare with you."

Huang Hou's pupils flicked back and forth with the shadow of white flax robes flying.

He remembered the boy's face.

Even though the face at this moment was faintly flashing in the robe, and covered with a few snowflakes, he recognized this young and vicissitudes young Confucian scholar at a glance.

Rouge lowered her eyebrows.

Among the vassals of Qi and Liang, few heirs had outstanding talents.

Except Xiao Qi, the only son of King Xining.

The other one is Huanghou, who hides his clumsiness.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Huanghou does not have a father like the King of Xining as his backing. He himself is a person who is extremely afraid of trouble. He never wants to go to the temple. Hou's token, as the last life-saving token.

Now it seems that his father's brand is of no use.

The boy in the white linen robe said with some regret: "Unfortunately, this knife of yours is different from Rouge's. It is not a knife that can kill people."

Huang Hou didn't understand what the national teacher meant.

He heard a chime.

Yuan Tiangang, who was sitting on the eaves, stretched out his hand slowly, his big sleeves were blown off his wrists by the wind, his fair forearms were exposed, the gap between the five fingers of the young man was aimed at the sky, and countless heavy snow rolled up like goose feathers, Cover him in a radius of several feet.

The heavy snow covered Huanghou and Yanzhi as well, every inch of the atmosphere escaped, but there was silence in the middle.

The young man in the center of the storm, his hands were like a thousand-year-old snow, and he held a thick snow in an instant. He sat majestically on the eaves, like a thousand-year-old mountain, which made people look up to, but did not dare to approach.

There was a faint voice, and the clear cry of a knife.

"This knife, give it to you"

"Take it and go kill the person you want to kill."

In the City Lord's Mansion in Lujia Town.

In Gu Shengcheng's room, a lamp was like a bean, emitting a faint light.

Tuo Lei, Fei Chang, and other members of the Yaozu Mission did not stay in the room, but just nestled back to back in the open space of the Dojo of the City Lord's Mansion with the sword in their arms.

Afraid of disturbing Gu Shengcheng and Qiushui's peaceful sleep, Tuo Lei and Fei Chang didn't dare to get too close.

"What's wrong with Lord Qiushui's body?"

Fei Chang's voice was very low.

"I don't know either. It seems that it has been like this since that time. This matter can't be said, can't be said."

Tuo Lei also lowered his voice, squinting his eyes and responded: "The Palace Master doesn't care about the Bachi Mountain in the Western Regions, and brought the seriously ill Master Qiushui here, and came to Lujia Town to swallow his anger. Who knows why?"

Qiu Shui fell seriously ill.

Practitioners rarely get sick.

Not to mention that a person like Qiu Shui, who is only one step away from a great practitioner, is outrageously seriously ill and bedridden. Even this trip of the mission requires careful care.

Fei Chang remained silent, looking towards the room.

Candles flickered in the house.

Gu Shengcheng changed Qiushui into a hot towel, wrung out the moisture, bent down, and wiped away the sweat oozing from her cheeks.

It stands to reason that if one is seriously ill, one should rest on the chess palace, but Gu Shengcheng was really worried, so he brought her here.

Now that the Western Regions are still in turmoil, no one knows what crazy things Feng Bai and the Maharaja's legacy will do when he is not around.

He was restless.

I do not know why.

The weak female voice drifted into my ears.

"How long will it take for the mission from Lanling City to arrive?"

Qiu Shui's face turned pale, and although the blood scab between his eyebrows had solidified, there seemed to be a piece of amber floating in the center, still bleeding continuously.

Gu Shengcheng smiled softly and said, "It's coming soon."

He lowered his eyebrows, thought about his words, and said gently: "I'll chat with you for a while, and then you can sleep for a while, and then...we can go back."

"it is good."

Qiu Shui closed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Where did you talk last time?"

"Speaking of."

"Before coming to the chess palace, I defeated eighteen great chess masters in Luoyang City."

Gu Shengcheng said softly: "These old people are chess masters before the Spring and Autumn Period. Although they were defeated by me, they are actually worthy of admiration."

"An era has the character of an era."

"They were old and I was young, so they lost."

Gu Shengcheng spoke softly, while Qiu Shui listened carefully.

When he was on the road, he talked to Qiu Shui about the trivial things in the past.

Qiu Shui is the killer of Bachi Mountain. He experienced life and death in the snow in the Western Regions when he was young. Even after entering the Central Plains, he was busy killing people.

He is different from Qiushui.

When he spoke to Qiu Shui about his past life in the tone of a bystander, he felt that the road in this world was not difficult and difficult after he walked it, but if he looked back one day, he would feel that the time was too fast. It's too ruthless, even if the pain of the year is over, it will be over.

The pain of being bullied on a snowy day.

The pain of biting off a finger in front of Nangong Prajna.

The pain of being abused by the demon clan in Bachi Mountain.

It is vivid in my mind, but there is no hatred.

Only tired.

Qiu Shui looked at the man in front of him and suddenly stopped speaking.

She has recently become inexplicably tired and tired. Sometimes, she has to sleep for ten hours a day, and the rest of the time, she doesn't have much energy. She even feels weak and lazy when she moves her fingers.

She heard Gu Shengcheng say in a slightly regretful voice.

"I don't know if he will be the one in the mission in Lanling City to negotiate."

Qiu Shui knew that the "he" that Gu Shengcheng said was referring to Yi Xiao, the little highness of Qi Liang.

In Gu Shengcheng's heart, there is always such a person.

Qiu Shui also knew that the reception in Fengting City was a grand event that changed her husband's life, and the two of them were like light and darkness, and they went their separate ways from then on, becoming entangled.

Now it has finally returned to the level of equal gaze.

When a person suffers from a heart disease, only heart medicine can cure it.

Gu Shengcheng said in a gentle tone: "I don't want to kill people now. If he comes, if he is willing to write off what happened back then, I just want to sit down with Yi Xiao, calm down, and play a new game of chess. The winning kind."

Qiu Shui stared blankly at the husband on the bed, and saw him get up and soak the towel in the basin again, squeeze the hot air, take it out again, and after wringing it dry, he carefully wiped off the boiling sweat that came out again.

The man said in a soft voice.

"Do you feel like I've changed?"

Qiu Shui shook his head with a smile.

Gu Shengcheng smiled and said: "I am really tired from fighting and killing. When Tuo Lei and Fei Chang were on the road, I wanted to ask me several times why I came to Lujia Town"

Qiu Shui blinked.

She also wanted to know.

Before the overall situation of the Western Regions has been settled, this man hastily came to Lujia Town to negotiate. Why?
Gu Shengcheng smiled slyly.

"Don't tell you."

(End of this chapter)