"Master Jiang! You can't do this!"
After knowing that Jiang Gaoyi was really not to blame for this, Zheng Xiu said to Jiang Gaoyi sadly before leaving.
Jiang Gaoyi was confused when he heard this.
Why can't he?
Why can't he stop being spoken to by the Red King for no reason?
Jiang Gaoyi asked in panic why it didn't work.
Zheng Xiu bluntly pointed out Jiang Gaoyi's shortcomings in thaumaturgy practice.
Finally, Zheng Xiudao said: "It's hard to get a glimpse of the door, but you only know a few skills of 'observing words and expressions'. What's the difference between you and the salted fish drying on the streets in the market?"
King Chi's words were like an enlightenment, awakening Jiang Gaoyi.
Jiang Gaoyi got into Zheng's taxi with deep thoughts and drifted away. Qing Shisan guarded the carriage of Prince Chi and waited far away from the palace gate. Zheng Xiu walked towards Qing Shisan, and from a distance he saw Qing Shisan chatting happily with a middle-aged man.
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
I saw two middle-aged men, not caring about their appearance at all, squatting on the stone steps with their legs spread apart, chatting with their heads lowered. They both wore bamboo hats on their heads, and the hats were covered with a few ounces of thin snow. Qing Shisan would pick at his feet from time to time.
"What are you two talking about? You are so in love with each other."
Zheng Xiu approached the two of them, and the other one raised his head and grinned. Only then did Zheng Xiu see clearly that the man chatting with Qingpi was actually Old Wei's charioteer, a seemingly extraordinary veteran.
Zheng Xiu's face darkened, he was silent for a moment, and then he cupped his hands towards the man: "It turns out to be Uncle Huo."
Huo Huo, a soldier under Zheng Haoran twenty years ago, had some friendship with Zheng Haoran. He had made many achievements in the past twenty years. Now he is close to semi-retirement and has become Wei Yangzun's charioteer and personal bodyguard.
This person's information once again appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind. This is a man a generation older than him, so calling him Uncle Huo is not too much.
"Our great prince-in-law has finally come out."
Huo Huo grinned and nodded, accepting this seniority relationship. He patted his butt and stood up, shaking off a few snowflakes from his clothes.
Qing Shisan chuckled, winked at Zheng Xiu, smiled evilly, and said nothing. He apparently heard from Huo Huo that Zheng Xiulong was elected as the Prince Consort and was preparing to marry the Northern Barbarian Princess.
"Since you call us Uncle Huo... Hey, for the sake of our little friendship with your father, we can't trick you, right?" Uncle Huo took advantage of the situation and wanted to pat Zheng Xiu on the shoulder, but before he could drop his hand, suddenly, He accepted it and said helplessly: "You are now a prince, so you don't want to be slapped on the shoulder."
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly and was noncommittal.
Huo Huo smiled and said, "Perhaps you don't know that those girls from Barbarian have hairy armpits, a smell of odor when you get close to them, thick arms and legs, and if it weren't for the two extra bowls on their chests, they would look like Men are the same. When we fought against the Northern Barbarians, we saw those savage women, they couldn’t even eat, they were off-putting!"
Zheng Xiu's face darkened.
Huo Huo changed his voice and knew what Zheng Xiu was thinking, so he shook his head: "But this princess is different from ordinary northern barbarian girls. She is well-educated and very beautiful. Especially those eyes, you have never seen them before. It's absolutely amazing! It's like she can sing! You will definitely not lose money by marrying her! Uncle Huo can guarantee you this!"
Qing Shisan chatted to the side, squinting his eyes, tilting the corners of his mouth, and said happily: "What a coincidence! This time it's called a double happiness!"
Zheng Xiu glared at Qing Shisan.
What he hates most now is hearing the word "double", double, double happiness, double happiness, didn't you see that this king is angry?
It's not a big deal to watch the fun, right?
Qing Shisan immediately shut up and did not dare to say more.
Huo Huo waved his hand: "Young man, it's normal for you to be confused for a while."
"Haha." Zheng Xiu smiled.
"Would you like to meet me? Maybe you'll fall in love with her as soon as you meet her!"
Zheng Xiu shook his head and gave Huo Huo a meaningful look: "Is this necessary?"
Uncle Huo grinned and laughed: "You young man is different from others."
"What does the emperor want to do?"
Huo Huo didn't answer Zheng Xiu's question. He suddenly lowered his bamboo hat and sighed softly: "It's going to snow."
Qing Shisan raised his head and glanced at the sky.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and it became clear.
Huo Huo walked towards the palace and said as he walked: "Speaking of heavy snow, the snow on the wasteland is the most beautiful. But you have never seen it. Once it snows on the wasteland, at a glance, you will see a vast expanse of white. You can't see it in front of you. There is no road behind, and the sky and the earth are all white, and no other sound can be heard except the whistling wind. You can only look at the white innocently, and many people are looking at it. He froze to death. If the Red King wants to see real snow, why not go to the Northern Barbarian wilderness and have a look?"
Huo Huo laughed and drifted away, disappearing from the sight of Zheng Xiu and Qing Shisan.
When Huo Huo walked away, Qing Shisan, who was smiling playfully, turned his face and stopped playing. He took out the cigarette rod and smoked it, puffing away smoke: "From this point of view, Prince Consort, you really deserve it. Isn’t it possible?”
"Let's go back."
Zheng Xiu looked calm and stepped onto the carriage.
When the curtain was lifted, Zheng Xiu paused and looked behind him. Pedestrians were bustling behind me, and the streets became lively again after the snow, with people coming and going in a hurry. Zheng Xiu just noticed a peeping gaze in the dark, but when he turned his head, the gaze disappeared again.
Along the way, Qing Shisan and Zheng Xiu didn't speak. Qing Shisan drove in silence, and Zheng Xiu quietly picked at the knot on his forehead in the car and thought deeply.
On the street, I'm afraid the walls have ears. He, Qing Shisan, and Huo Huo didn't understand what they were saying. But in fact, Huo Huannian gave a little nudge for the sake of "Uncle Huo".
Zheng Xiu thought about Uncle Huo's words.
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Now that Huo Huo is the person beside the emperor, even if he cannot understand the emperor's thoughts thoroughly, he at least understands something about it. The sentence "It's going to snow" seems to tell Zheng Xiu that a snowstorm is coming.
In fact, what the so-called Northern Barbarian princess looks like, who she is, and her age are not important to Zheng Xiu or Wei Yangzun. What's important is her identity as the Northern Barbarian princess. The Northern Barbarian princess personally traveled thousands of miles across the wilderness and arrived in the capital of Daqian Kingdom as an "envoy" to seek peace. What does this mean in itself?
The game between the two countries is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface. Zheng Xiu doesn't know why Wei Yangzun insists on dragging him, who has always been aloof from political affairs, into this strange whirlpool.
Why does this have to happen to him?
What is Wei Yangzun planning?
Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and recalled the illusion conveyed by Wei Yangzun through the magic trick of "Official Yi Gao". What he said in the royal study.
On the wall of the Imperial Study Room, there is a calligraphy painting with "Benevolence Rules the World" written on it.
Zheng Xiu pondered, imagining that he was Wei Yangzun.
Wei Yangzun faced the calligraphy treasure and read the four words "Benevolence governs the world".
The four characters were obviously written by Wei Yangzun. The noise of Shijingshan disappeared from Zheng Xiu's ears, and his mind seemed to drift away to the imperial study, where he overlapped with Wei Yangzun's figure and stood in front of the four characters.
The word "Benevolence" is sharp and mellow, upright and peaceful, but when it comes to the word "天下", it suddenly changes, as if it was written by another person. It is sharp and strong, and the coldness of the soldiers on the battlefield can be faintly seen. In the blink of an eye, it looks like a sword again. From top to bottom, a sword fell, and the sword leveled the world.
Different arts have different approaches but similar effects. Zheng Xiu has gone very deep among [painters], and now it is not an exaggeration to call himself a "master", and he also has a certain appreciation of "calligraphy". Those four words made a strange picture appear in Zheng Xiu's mind. Wei Yangzun's face seemed to show two colors, one black and one white, one righteous and one evil, half of his face was benevolent and moral, and the other half was mad and ferocious, clearly distinct.
People's hearts are unpredictable, just like their words.
Observe characters and you can recognize people!
"The world!"
A gust of cold wind blew into the carriage, waking Zheng Xiu up. Qing Shisan was opening the curtain with a puzzled look on his face, and when he heard Zheng Xiu muttering to himself, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, Qing Shisan couldn't help but have a hint of worry in his eyes.
Aren’t they just having multiple wives for no reason? It's not a big deal.
The sky was gloomy, and Zheng Xiu had been sitting in the carriage for half an hour without realizing it. Qing Shisan breathed in the cool air, which was why he was so worried.
"Meow~"
In the Red Prince's Mansion, a meow could be heard from time to time, but no trace of the cat could be seen.
The orange cat's elusiveness has long made people lose their temper. Zheng Xiu walked in the corridor and looked around, but he didn't see Meow Meow. Zheng Xiu didn't bother to look for it and went straight to Feng Bei's residence.
The sound of gurgling water came from the house, the water mist was hazy, and the heat lingered.
Feng Bei has always been fond of bathing and bathing. He still remembers that there was a shortage of water in Richan Valley. To replenish the water storage, he had to ride a camel to the oasis and send back buckets. Zheng Xiu is always either fetching water or walking on the road to fetch water.
Knocking on the door, there was a low response from the door. Zheng Xiu broke in openly this time.
A figure in the barrel was slightly stiff. Through the screen, Zheng Xiu could vaguely distinguish Feng Bei's body and shape. He sat down in the room and Feng Bei continued to do his own things.
They were engaged now, and it was a matter of course. Feng Bei did not kick Zheng Xiu out this time. After a moment of silence, Feng Bei asked with a smile: "Are you worried?"
Zheng Xiu was shocked: "Did you 'hear' it again?"
Feng Bei covered his mouth and smiled, raising his legs on the edge of the barrel, with wet hair hanging on his body. The two of them looked at each other across the screen, as if they could see each other's thoughts.
"That's not true. Whenever you're worried, you always rush into my room regardless of what I'm doing."
Zheng Xiu nodded, it turned out to be a tacit understanding.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Xiu told the truth what happened in the court today.
"Ahem, I became the Prince Consort."
The air suddenly solidified.
Phew~
The next second, Feng Bei's skin was half wet, and he was covered with gauze like a gust of wind, and came behind Zheng Xiu.
She sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, looking dazed for a moment. After a while, Feng Bei pointed to the bath towel on the screen and said with a smile, "Dry my hair for me."
Zheng Xiu grabbed the bath towel on the screen, wrapped it in Feng Bei's wet hair, and rubbed it gently.
"Am I big or small?"
Feng Bei asked abruptly.
Zheng Xiu was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you actually worried about this?"
Feng Bei pursed his lips and smiled, then sighed softly and asked in a low voice: "Is there going to be a war?"
Just now she saw the solemn atmosphere and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. When she heard Zheng Xiu personally talk about becoming the consort, what she was thinking of was not the personal relationship between her children. Although she never pays attention to political affairs, she is not an ignorant woman who knows nothing. Having been with Zheng Xiu for many years, she has been immersed in everything and has seen a lot, and she quickly figured out the key to it.
Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu, their focus has never been on the woman who is about to become "Mrs. Zheng" and have the status of "Northern Barbarian Princess". It's not important and it doesn't matter. Feng Bei knew what Zheng Xiu was thinking. He really wanted a woman. With Zheng Xiu's current status and wealth, why not wait in line for Zheng Xiu to choose? Why wait for the emperor to distribute it? Why marry with another country?
This kind of thing falling on Zheng Xiu is not a blessing, but a heavy burden.
There must be something fishy.
Zheng Xiu looked at Feng Bei's calm expression in the mirror. He never expected that Feng Bei would have a thought with Zheng Xiu in such a short period of time, and expressed Zheng Xiu's worries in one word.
Prince Zheng, the Red King, the richest man, and the Zheng Group, all kinds of auras have been attached to him. He seems to be prosperous, but in fact, his lips are cold and his teeth are dead. His glory now relies on the premise of the great power of the country and the peace of the country and the people. When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the so-called wealth and status are worthless, and they are not as good as three buckets of rice.
"Lao Wei's ambition is not only to satisfy the current status quo, he aims at the world."
Zheng Xiu wiped Feng Bei's hair with mixed emotions, and Youyou said: "Although I don't know how they are talking with the envoys from the North these days, the barbarian who has always been the leader of the war actually took the initiative to seek peace through marriage. The reason for this is worth it. Food for thought.”
"Perhaps something happened among the barbarians."
"Old Wei noticed it, so he agreed to the marriage."
"The three princes each have their own thoughts, but they are not as pure as an outsider like me."
"In his opinion, fame and fortune have been given to the Zheng family, and now it's time for him to collect interest."
"This reminds me of an old saying from the past." Zheng Xiu said with a half-joking and half-serious smile: "People can't help themselves when they are in the world."
The corners of Feng Bei's lips curled up: "The world you talked about is gone long ago."
"Yeah, it's long gone."
Feng Bei gently held Zheng Xiu's hand. She enjoyed the feeling of "touching" with her sweetheart.
In the past, she didn't know why her "ominousness" was ineffective against Zheng Xiu. Now that Zheng Xiu confessed to her, Feng Bei speculated that it might be because Zheng Xiu's [Prisoner] method was the nemesis of all aliens and strange things, and he could restrain it. Her [executioner].
Recently, Feng Bei has gradually started to look away. She used to regard this "ominous" as a curse, but now this "ominous" has happened to Zheng Xiu, but it has given Feng Bei a feeling of "fate". Even though she was regarded as a savage beast by everyone, when she came to him, she could be a weak little woman, and that was enough.
"What are your plans?"
Feng Bei asked.
"I guess there will be some testing next. Today, Uncle Huo, the guard beside the emperor, secretly revealed his secret." Zheng Xiu frowned: "I suspect that the emperor wants to take this opportunity to let me use the emperor's With my identity, I can legitimately enter the northern wilderness, step into that barbaric land, and find out the true intention of the marriage between the northern barbarians."
"But this matter..." Feng Bei Liu's eyebrows also frowned: "Do you have to do it yourself?" She held Zheng Xiu's hand on her soft and bulging chest, pressed it tightly, and closed her eyes: "I'm worried …”
Feng Bei felt a little uneasy and uneasy in his heart.
She gradually became satisfied with her current peace.
She got engaged to Zheng Xiu.
They are about to become the Red Prince couple that everyone envies.
Feng Bei was secretly angry. Just for a moment, she had the bold idea to rush into the palace and take off the emperor's head.
In her opinion, it was the emperor's decision that broke the rare peace between her and Zheng Xiu.
"Haha, don't worry." Zheng Xiu made an "open" gesture with a bit of pride on his face: "I wouldn't have dared to say anything before the trip to Lu Zhen. Now I have mastered the technique of walking through the 'rift' , and also has the 'Glass Pure Body', which can freely travel through the cracks without fear of the invasion of filthy gas. Not to mention that looking at the world now, there are very few people who can truly be my opponent. If something happens, I can open the cracks at any time. Escape, you can advance or retreat, you can attack or receive, you are invincible."
Drying Feng Bei's hair, Zheng Xiu glanced at the still moist skin under Feng Bei's neck under the soft light in the room, and hesitated to ask Feng Bei if he needed help with something else.
After thinking about it, Zheng Xiu took a breath and said, "We are engaged. There is no need to rush to eat hot tofu. After whispering a few words and teasing, Zheng Xiu was ready to leave."
As soon as he stepped over the threshold, Feng Bei suddenly said something carelessly in the room.
"I ve done washing."
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
This was a slang that Feng Bei often talked about when they were in Sun Chan Valley.
Anyone who understands understands.
"Gudong!"
Zheng Xiu asked tentatively: "Do you want to wait until..."
Wow!
Feng Bei was angry, pushed out with a slap, closed the door tightly from a distance, hooked Zheng Xiu's neck like lightning, and threw Zheng Xiu onto the bed board.
Boom!
Feng Bei flicked his fingers and slapped him down. The terror of the [Executioner] was vividly displayed at this moment. Feng Bei cut Zheng Xiu's clothes into pieces with a slap.
Two birds sat on the treetops outside the house.
The female bird is graceful and the male bird is handsome.
The two birds seemed to understand what was going on in the house, and talked to each other on the branches, like a pair of mandarin ducks in the tree.
Sometimes the male bird is riding the female bird, and sometimes the female bird is the guest and rides up. The two birds are humming and chirping, so unhappy.
The next day soon came.
Three poles in the sun.
Zheng Xiu held his waist and secretly came out. Just as he was about to get into the study and pretend to work all night, he was caught by Zhizhi who was guarding the door of the study and was anxiously turning around.
"Master!" Zhizhi saw that Chi Wang's action of holding his waist looked familiar, but she had no time to think about it at the moment, and said anxiously: "Master, something is wrong! Someone is making trouble in Xiangmanlou!"
"Huh?" Zheng Xiu was amused: "Anyone dares to cause trouble in my territory?"
Zhizhi pulled Zheng Xiu out and told Zheng Xiu concisely as he walked.
It turns out that the person who caused the trouble has a somewhat special identity.
He's a barbarian.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
