On the wine table.
Xie Yunliu drank two more drinks and started cursing.
First he scolded the scholar, and then he started to denounce the court angrily.
When Chu Chengfeng heard this, he shrank his neck. He was about to tell his brother to keep his voice down, but when he saw that there were no outsiders around, he shrugged helplessly, saying that this guy drank too much and there was nothing he could do.
"Is there a war?"
Xie Yunliu was the only one left talking at the wine table. Zheng Xiu listened quietly. When he heard that the war in the north was getting serious, he frowned slightly. Since the founding of Daqian until now, the northern barbarian country has always been a pain in the hearts of those in power.
Beiman is the collective name for a group of small countries to the north of the Daqian border. Instead of calling them "small countries", Zheng Xiu felt that it would be more appropriate to call them "tribes". For hundreds of years, the Northern Barbarian tribes have made a living by nomadic hunting and are uncivilized and unreasonable. However, they have good blood. They were born in the Northern Kingdom. They are all brave and good at fighting. They are especially good at horse fighting. They invade the border from time to time. For many years, they have been a worry for the leader of Daqian Kingdom.
In the annals of almost every dynasty, you can find scattered records of "wandering barbarians invading the frontier". The final result, without exception, was that under the bravery of a certain general and the strategy of a certain general, they were repulsed thousands of miles away. Shocked and brave.
From a historical perspective, the Northern Barbarians were not so much a "foreign invasion" as they were to Zheng Xiu, but more like an experience package for military generals in the Qian dynasty. If a military general wants to be promoted in Daqian, who is not allowed to go to the north? Who is not allowed to have some barbarian blood on his sword?
Zheng Xiu was thinking as he drank a glass of wine in silence.
In a daze, he thought of his father, who also lost his life in a northern barbarian rebellion twenty years ago.
Zheng Xiu drank three drinks in a row.
Respect the Zheng family.
Respect the loyal soul.
Respectfully, Zheng Haoran.
His drinking capacity was average, but after three drinks, his face turned red and his eyes blurred.
Seeing that Zheng Xiu still wanted to drink, Xie Luohe raised his eyebrows, pressed Zheng Xiu's hand, and scolded in a low voice with a straight face: "Drink less."
"Hey hey hey!" Xie Yunliu, who was drunk at the side, took a look and felt that he could do it. He touched his bald head and said sarcastically: "Isn't it OK? If you can't drink, just drink less. If you can't drink, you should have told me earlier. Don't tell me. How does Lao Xie know that you are not good? You have to say it! If you say a few more words, I, Lao Xie, will definitely believe you. We are all our own people here, no one is forcing you to drink, right? "
He obviously held a grudge against himself being hung from the rafters by a scholar and tied into a humiliating shape.
"snort."
Xie Luohe snorted coldly, poured the wine in Zheng Xiu's cup into his own, and drank it all in one gulp.
Xie Yunliu's eyes were red and he was dumbfounded.
Wen Shishan was stunned, her suspicious eyes moved back and forth between Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe, and after a while she wondered: "You..."
"Shut up!" Chu Chengfeng coughed several times and pinched Wen Shishan's thighs under the table. He blinked at the silly woman on the table: "Outside, men are talking, women should not interrupt."
"He drank too much." Chu Chengfeng was already a good drinker, but his ability to drink was obviously better than Xie Yunliu's. With one hand he held his young daughter-in-law Wen Shishan, who had a peach-like face and looked forward to the birth of her child, and said dullly: "Master, do you know... the imperial edict?"
Hearing this, Xie Luohe clutched his wine glass and fell into silence.
Boom!
Xie Yunliu knocked his head down on the table, making a small crater. He blinked and snored, muttering something in his mouth, "Wei Tian is dead, Xie Tian should stand."
Chu Chengfeng was so frightened that he covered Xie Yunliu's mouth and nose.
"It doesn't matter, let him say it." Xie Luohe narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "The man has his ambitions in the world."
"But he can't have the word 'anti-thief' written on his face every day!"
Chu Chengfeng cursed.
Zheng Xiu remembered the notice posted on the bulletin board next to the city gate not long ago. When he heard Chu Chengfeng talking about it, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "What is the Zhao'an order? Why Zhao'an?"
Chu Chengfeng smacked his lips: "It is probably said that now is the time for the imperial court to use troops, and talents are emerging in large numbers all over the world. I hope that we, the rough men of the mountains and martial arts knights, will not be ignorant of what is good or bad, and will not waste our martial arts. We should join the imperial court and serve our loyalty. Daqian, defeat the barbarians and earn a lifetime of fame. It is said that if you can take off the heads of barbarian generals on the battlefield, you can be promoted to a higher rank, and you will have peace of mind for the rest of your life. Even if you have a criminal record, once you kill the enemy on the battlefield, you will be rewarded. If you achieve meritorious service, you can even remove the wanted order and let bygones be bygones!"
Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe looked at each other, and Zheng Xiu asked again: "Bandits...are they okay?"
"Ahem, what kind of bandits are not bandits? Brother Gongsun, if you can't drink enough, drink less. You're just talking nonsense." Chu Chengfeng quickly filled Xie Luohe's glass, and Xie Luohe looked calm and drank the wine in one gulp. Seeing that Xie Luohe was not angry, Chu Chengfeng smiled and said: "We in Yunhe Village have always only robbed the rich and given to the poor!"
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, pointed at himself, and then at Chu Chengfeng.
Chu Chengfeng patted his chest: "I am the third young master of Plum Blossom Villa, and you are a descendant of the Gongsun family. Do you have any questions?"
you've changed.
Zheng Xiu sighed silently in his heart. The old hero Chu was gone forever and would no longer refute.
After Xie Yunliu fell, the few people still at the table stopped talking about the imperial court.
Xie Luohe is now completely focused on Duke Nie's treasure house, and has no time to care about world affairs.
Zheng Xiu asked some questions dizzily.
Xiao Buping eventually ran away. In the past two months, there were very few rumors about him appearing in the world and seducing women.
Xie Yunliu's hair has never grown back since he was shaved off by that dog thief that day in the village. Xie Yunliu was depressed for a long time. He repeatedly raised his fingers and swore to God that he would find the thief who shaved his head and seek justice.
After several jars of wine, it was already late at night.
Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes for a while, and when he was woken up by Xie Luohe, Xie Yunliu collapsed on the ground with his feet in the air, no one paid attention to him. Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan were nowhere to be seen, and there was a mess on and off the table.
Xie Luohe's cheeks were as red as two peach blossoms. She smiled and patted Zheng Xiu's face, until Zheng Xiu opened his eyes, Xie Luohe smiled and said: "I'm drunk, help me back to the room."
"You're not Feng Bei... go back by yourself!"
Zheng Xiu put his head back in his arms and didn't intend to pay attention.
Xie Luohe squinted his eyes, grabbed Zheng Xiu's bun, lifted Master Zheng's head, and opened Zheng Xiu's eyelids with two fingers.
"Xieluohe, don't make trouble."
Xie Luohe smiled sweetly, with deep affection hidden in his eyes.
"What if I say that I am Fengbei now?"
…
Zheng Xiu swore.
I can't believe a word Xie Xie says next.
When Xie Luohe finished those words and forced Zheng Xiu to sober up for a few minutes, Xie Luohe looked at Zheng Xiu's astonished expression and burst into laughter. His expression was a bit crazy, and the deep affection in his eyes suddenly turned into a joke.
In the end, no one knew who was supporting whom, Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe walked up the stairs.
Jianghu Baixiao Fatty generously booked this inn, and all the guest rooms were theirs. Xie Luohe led Zheng Xiu to the superior room.
Passing by the corridor, there was a faint sound of bed boards creaking and shaking in one of the rooms.
Zheng Xiu pricked up his ears and tried to identify the voice, which seemed to be that of Chu Chengfeng. He nodded.
The chicken war is in full swing.
You are worthy of being a son and daughter of Jianghu, with profound skills.
Send Xie Luohe into the room.
"Would you like Xiaotao to help you change?"
Zheng Xiu shook his head and asked.
"No need."
Xie Luohe took off his boots and stockings, lay on the bed with his bare white and fleshy feet, and closed his eyes.
Zheng Xiu thought for a while.
Get ready to close the door and go to sleep.
Xie Luohe, who had his eyes closed, suddenly hummed a song.
In tune, Zheng Xiu, who had just stepped across the threshold, stopped and turned around in surprise.
"There are always one or two winds in the world that disturb my hundreds of dreams. There are always two or three glasses of fine wine to relieve my sorrow of death. There is always a look back and a chuckle that quietly fills my heart. It is a pity that the wind passes by the world, and the autumn water lasts. It’s hard to stay.”
Xie Luohe, who had her eyes closed, hummed a song. She opened her eyes a little and stretched out her fingers. She looked at her hands quietly.
As the singing faded, Xie Luohe looked at the back of his hand, not knowing what he was looking at.
"Close the door." Xie Luohe suddenly said.
"Stop pretending, you know I don't believe it."
Zheng Xiu said helplessly, closed the door and returned to the house.
"Do you want to..." Zheng Xiu turned around and saw Xie Luohe sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed at some point, his toes gently wagging, and he asked with charming eyes.
"I don't want to be beaten to death." Zheng Xiu shook his head.
He's not drunk.
So Zheng Xiu would not give Xie Luohe a chance.
Xie Luohe chuckled and pointed at Zheng Xiu: "I'm asking if you want to know what her wish is."
Zheng Xiu was startled when he heard this: "You know?"
Xie Luohe nodded: "Of course I know."
Zheng Xiu brought a stool and sat far away: "You tell me."
Xie Luohe smiled and said: "Monsters, demons, evil spirits, aliens, inhumans..." She stretched out a slap and broke off a finger every time she spoke a word.
"I once said that I can hear the sounds of all things. You just think that my hearing is sharper than ordinary people." Xie Luohe's smile became brighter. Looking at the surprised Zheng Xiu, she breathed a sigh of relief and calmly Said: "But that's not the case. What I can hear is the voice from within."
Zheng Xiu's eyes flashed.
Xie Luohe stood in front of him, leaned close, stretched out his fingers and gently poked Zheng Xiu's chest, saying, "I can vaguely hear the sounds here."
"I thought this was a gift from God, but in fact, it was not like that." Xie Luohe poked Zheng Xiu's chest hard, and oh, a hole was poked in Zheng Xiu's chest. Xie Luohe's nails touched Zheng Xiu's skin. Blood dripped down Xie Luohe's nails.
"You have asked before why I always get up so early. Have you ever thought that since I became a stranger, I have never slept?"
Xie Luohe's fingers were very hard, and pain came from his chest.
Zheng Xiu was so shocked that he ignored the pain in his chest.
"How is that possible? Didn't you say you were in a dream..."
Xie Luohe interrupted Zheng Xiu's words: "When I close my eyes, it's her dream! It's her care, her loneliness, her expectations, her past, her cries. As soon as I open my eyes, it's her dream. I just remember that village, that night, and the man who looked like a demon just like her! It was him, you, who took her out of there!"
Xie Luohe suddenly exerted force with his five fingers and strangled Zheng Xiu's neck. Boom! Zheng Xiu's back slammed into the wall, and the entire inn was slightly shaken by the terrifying power of Xie Luohe.
Black lines crept up from the bottom of her neck onto Xie Luohe's delicate face, making her look extremely ferocious at this moment.
With long hair covering his right eye, Xie Luohe pinched Zheng Xiu's neck, raised the corners of his mouth, and chuckled:
"Really, it's so noisy."
Next door next door.
Chu Chengfeng, who was immersed in hard work, felt a vibration on the side, and his whole body froze for a while. It took him a moment to react, and he was surprised and exclaimed: "As expected of the boss." He didn't take it to heart and continued to advance and retreat with Wen Shishan. tail valley.
And in Xieluohe's room.
Xie Luohe suddenly got angry and pressed Zheng Xiu against the wall.
After his neck was pinched, Zheng Xiu's drunkenness completely subsided and he became very clear. Fortunately, he had the habit of carrying a pen with him. He struggled to take off the Luo He pen from his waist, gritted his teeth, and hit Xie Luo He on the head hard.
But just when Zheng Xiu's Luo He pen was about to hit Xie Luohe's head, tears fell from Xie Luohe's right eye covered by his long hair. At this moment, Zheng Xiu did not see a trace of murderous intent in Xie Luohe's eyes, but a look that... Zheng Xiu might not be able to describe in his life.
Zheng Xiu's Luohe pen lost most of its strength and stopped in mid-air.
"You go."
Xie Luohe loosened his fingers, and Zheng Xiu fell to the ground, coughing violently, and his face gradually returned to rosy. She turned around and walked towards the bed, stretched out her palm, and pushed Zheng Xiu out of the door with a soft force.
Xie Luohe clenched his fingers, the strong wind was raging, and the door was closed tightly.
Xie Luohe's sigh came from inside:
"She just wants to...be a human being." Xie Luohe's voice was like talking in a dream, ethereal and indifferent: "Return to a normal person."
…
What happened in the room that night did not affect Xie Luohe's attitude towards Zheng Xiu.
The next day, Xie Luohe covered her head and asked Xiao Tao, who had recovered from her illness, to cook a bowl of hangover soup for her. In her words, she drank too much and forgot everything that happened.
Chu Chengfeng, who was exhausted after a busy night, poked Gongsun's waist mysteriously the next day and said, "Thank you for your hard work, congratulations, take care of yourself in the future, brother, understand," and other strange words.
After drinking too much from beginning to end, Xie Yunliu, who was kept in the dark, said that it was not enough, and he had to ask Zheng Xiu to fight again, and he had to compete at the wine table.
At the same time, the craftsmen responsible for digging the underground river arrived in Li City one after another, and with Bai Xiaosheng's heavy investment, they started work overnight.
Not long after the banquet, Zheng Xiu found out that Xie Yunliu did not come to Yanzhou alone. He brought almost all the bandits from Yunhe Village with him. However, in order to avoid attracting attention, Xie Yunliu ordered the bandits in Yunhe Village to break up into pieces and go on the road in batches.
Now hundreds of strong bandits are pretending to be craftsmen and helping to dig at the blocked underground river in Bashan Mountain.
Under construction day and night, and with the efforts of 26 top Yanzhou craftsmen, the excavation project went very smoothly. But when they were about to reach the location mentioned by Xie Luohe, Bai Xiaosheng wisely sent away all the craftsmen, leaving only the bandits in Yunhe Village and a few of their insiders.
It took most of the day to dismiss the craftsmen, leaving only iron pickaxes scattered all over the place.
Xieluohe entered the stone path, carefully knocked on the stone wall, and after confirming, he drew his long bow alone and shot an arrow deep into the stone path.
The end of the stone path shattered, and gurgling water gushes out along the breach made by an arrow in the Xieluo River.
"The water is out! The water is out! A lot of water!"
Duke Nie's treasury was about to be opened. Everyone raised their hands and cheered, ecstatically.
Except Zheng Xiu.
"As expected of the Luohe Divine Arrow! So terrifying!" Bai Xiaosheng exclaimed and made a "please" gesture: "Please thank the heroine for continuing to take action."
"Haha, don't worry."
Xie Luohe smiled slightly, turned around and pointed the long arrow towards the forest.
"You won't come out unless I invite you?"
After Xie Luohe finished speaking, a feminine figure slowly walked out of the forest.
The visitor wears an official hat, a splendid robe, and a flying swallow.
It is the secret factory admiral, Lou Mengkong.
Also, another "monk", Fan Yao.
