There was a silence in the woods. Xue Hao looked at Old Man Zhu blankly. After a while, he suddenly realized that he was helpless and wanted to hold his fists. As soon as he raised his hand, he felt that kowtow was more appropriate. So he threw the ancient saying that there was gold under his knees behind him, and immediately bent his knees and bowed down, clasped his fists with both hands, and said in surprise and joy: What a senior?
Old Man Zhu is a little surprised. Do you recognize me?
When Xue was young, she followed Brother Tian Zhong and the heroes of Luoxia, who were all in the five tombs. Brother Tian Zhong highly praised his seniors, and he admired his seniors for their style for a long time.
Old Man Zhu patted the back of his head, it turned out that you were the little baby named Xue. Oh, you have grown up so many years in a flash.
Xue Hao, who is over 50 years old, smiled awkwardly
Old Man Zhu said: I have changed a lot in this way. Can you still recognize how I looked back then? Have you learned any magic to distinguish people?
To be honest, I do have the ability to distinguish people, but it is not magic, but rely on my eyesight. Xue Hao explained: Although the human face has changed, the bone shape is difficult to be easier, and it is really unforgettable for the predecessors to be so handsome that they were so handsome that they were so handsome that they were so handsome that they thought it was difficult to meet again in this life.
Haha, you little doll, you can say it
Xue Hao couldn't help but say: The senior suddenly left that day, and I heard from Brother Tian Zhong that the senior went to Weiyang Palace and was named Marquis of Yangwu...
Old Man Zhu coughed twice, stop talking, don't say anything
Xue Hao is also a rolling figure in the green forest. He immediately changed the topic. For more than 40 years, the young man from Wuling in Luoxia had already dispersed. Brother Tian Zhong also passed away for many years. Unexpectedly, Xue could still meet his seniors.
Old man Zhu sighed: Who said no? Tian Zhong Ah... Alas, he has been dead for so many years.
Xue Hao and Tian Zhong's friendship was obviously extraordinary. When he heard this, his eyes turned red. He wiped his face and laughed: Life is not about gold and stone, how can you live long? Xue has lived to this day for twenty years faster than Brother Tian Zhong, and this life is enough!
The old guy who has always dared to fight with rats seems to be moved by the saying "Life is not gold and stone", his waist and back are slowly straightened, and his yin and yang move, and his life is like morning dew... Old man Zhu suddenly raised his voice and chanted: Life is like sending, and his life is solid without gold and stone! Taking food and asking for immortals is mostly caused by medicine, it is better to eat fine wine, and being put on silk and vegetarian food!
Old Man Zhu came out of the table and brought a pot of wine. After a chant, he held the pot and sucked it. It was like a whale sucking water, which was extremely happy;
Although he was still ragged, he looked so energetic. He drank most of the pot of wine in an instant and handed the pot to Xue Hao, smiling: Life is like morning dew, not as good as wine!
Xue Hao received the wine pot, drank it in one breath, and then damaged the empty pot aside, and said with a smile: It’s great! There are a thousand cups of fine wine in my village. Please ask the senior to go to the hall to have a pain. Today, I will never return without getting drunk!
Old Man Zhu is not vague, it is rare to meet an old friend and leave!
Xue Hao led the way first, and called his servant to open the wine cellar and took all the fine wines.
Cheng Zongyang looked at Old Man Zhu with an unknown expression, Old guy, are you really a ranger? Isn't you bragging?
Old Man Zhu snorted, his chin raised high
Cheng Zongyang really wanted to say: Haven’t all the young men in Wuling been poisoned to death by you? But when he saw the old man’s smug look, he really couldn’t bear to lift the scars and slap him in the old face. He just said: Tsk tsk ^ I really can’t tell, you can still recite poems.
Old Man Zhu blew his beard and said: "The uncle has raised the scholar, do you think it's fake?"
Let's blow you to death. Cheng Zongyang still wants to ask what happened to Yang Wuhou, but looking at the old man who didn't want to say it, he didn't speak out after all
Old Man Zhu had just been reserved for two minutes and immediately showed his vulgar face and said with a sarcastic look: Xiao Chengzi, if you have a good wine, will you come?
Cheng Zongyang said angrily, "I'm still naked, I'm just drinking! I'm quitting drinking!"
What drinking should I quit? A man is worse than a dog to drink! Ah! I will leave a seat for you! Old man Zhu walked forward to the banquet with his hands in his arms.
Cheng Zongyang and the poppy girl each kept their clothes in the woodshed. Under Cheng Zongyang's stare, the poppy girl slowly faded, lying like a slave in the mess of wheat straw, she barely showed a flattering smile and said softly: Master, I... Come and serve...
You've heard the footsteps just now, right? Cheng Zongyang said coldly: Are you thinking about letting the head of Xue break in so that I can get angry and teach everyone to fight against you and get rid of your enemies?
The poppy girl's voice trembled, and I dared not...
You still said you didn't dare to do it? You are as poisonous as snakes, as cunning as foxes. You really have you, you dare to plot against your master. What else do you dare not do? Cheng Zongyang sneered: Only your mother Zi is skilled and brave, and can handle it.
You witches
The poppy girl was trembling all over, showing great fear. I realized that she was wrong and beg her master to punish her...
Xiao Zi's voice came: OK, I'll punish her
The poppy woman's trembling body froze immediately, then she lowered her head and said: Yes, mom...
Xiao Zi stood on the steps, her starry eyes shining slightly. She glanced at Cheng Zongyang, then ordered to the darkness behind the house: Jingnu, you should serve the master first and then send him to the banquet.
Wanluoxia is picturesque in the morning light, but Cheng Zongyang's actions are a big blow
Wow^-Uh! Wow^ Cheng Zongyang poked his head out of the carriage and straightened his throat for a while
Heart-wrenching
Old Man Zhu said with a sad look: Xiao Chengzi, the old man is desperate to stop you from drinking. You have to drink so much yellow soup! Look! Look! Have you spit out your yellow gut?
Cheng Zongyang spit weakly, fucking! Seventeen, eighteen teenagers were urging to drink, you dare to refuse, someone pulled out a sharp knife and pierced a hole in his arm ^ If it wasn't deep enough, it would be necessary to pierce again - I can't drink it
Why can't you not drink it? Xiao Chengzi, you don't understand the rules of Han. The old man taught you how to escape from wine. He brought a knife. You have to hurry up and then stab it in your arms, shoulders, and thighs. Just click it, don't gesture, and do not try the depth and shallowness. You must pretend to be the same as often
Cheng Zongyang ignored his nonsense last night Xue Hao held a big banquet and it ended until dawn. It was a pain. Almost everyone was drunk. Xue Hao was quite famous in Wanluo Road and was very upright. As a poppy girl, Xue Hao received Cheng Zongyang's promise that he would not indulge her to come out to harm others again. After he met him three bowls of wine. Seeing the old man's face, he smiled and gave up.
Xue Hao is so generous, he can't hide it anymore. Cheng Zongyang let go of the alcohol and drinks a lot, but he hasn't recovered yet
The wine style in Han Dynasty was too fierce. Cheng Zongyang shook his head with emotion, by the way, what song did they sing when they were drunk? ^ Wanli and something?
Who is the land in Yao? There are no wise and foolish people gathering their souls. Old Man Zhu sang: Why is Gui Bo urging him? People must not be able to escape from death!
Yes! That's it! Uh... Cheng Zongyang came up with alcohol, vomited a few more times, and gasped: What a broken song? I was so terrified that my hair stood up as I heard it, and I wanted to pee my pants in a while.
Xiao Chengzi, you heard it right. Old Man Zhu laughed, this is an elegy, because it was sung by the cedar during the funeral, so it is called elegy
Are you right? What are you dialecting when you drink and sing! Who are you going to attend the funeral? Is there something wrong with it?
Life is sent to life, and suddenly it is like dust. Old Man Zhu said: Time flies, but it is difficult to regain the prosperity. Life and death are just a moment. The heroes of the Han Kingdom are open-minded by nature and look at death as if they are home. So what if they sing a few elegies?
Cheng Zongyang took advantage of his drunkenness and thought maliciously: The Han Dynasty's golfer committed suicide and made a promise, probably because the average life span was too short, and it was not a few years before death. Instead of dying in a few years, it would be better to die vigorously.
Tsk, I am pretending to be a scholar again, and you will become perverted when you arrive in Han Dynasty! Cheng Zongyang said: Old man, you like to listen so much. When you die, I will sing you that Artemisia or something.
No, Old Man Zhu shook his head, you want to sing this song for me: Dew on the scallion, how easy to do it - Lu Xi is falling again in the morning, when will people return after death...
Wanluodao in front of him is still safe and prosperous, but the sad elegy seems to be pulling its inevitable ending
Lying in the car, Cheng Zongyang's ears seemed to be still ringing two elegies singed by the old man.
Who is the land in Yaoli? There are no wise and foolish people... Whether it is a sage, emperor or a famous minister or a powerful general who has never been born in the world, what else can be divided into wise and foolish people once buried in the soil? Lu Xi's Ming Dynasty will fall again, when will a person die after death... Life is like morning dew, but morning dew will fall again, when will a person die after death? He will never come back. He suddenly thought of Duan Qiang and the deadly arrow. Even time travelers will die like ordinary people.
What if I die...
In a hazy drunken state, Cheng Zongyang struggled to get up and hug Xiao Zi tightly, as if he was holding his own life.
Let's get married... he murmured
Good Ah Xiao Zi gently rubbed his forehead
Damn girl... you should ask me to beg you several times... But that's fine... Cheng Zongyang was holding a rare treasure, holding Xiao Zi's delicate jade face, and pressing his nose against the tip of his nose: I want... I want to give you the most beautiful ring in the world... Hehe, do you still remember the folk songs sang by Erye? In a ring...
Xiao Zi sang softly: Ah in a ring can’t be stretched into two fingers... A steadfast person will never have a heart...
In her gentle singing, Cheng Zongyang fell asleep, but his right hand and Xiao Zi's ten fingers were tightly linked, and he was reluctant to part for a long time.
Cheng Zongyang lowered his head, holding a silver needle in his hand and kept falling like an embroidery. A piece of white skin was pricked by silver needles. A drop of tiny blood immediately rolled out from the snow skin. At the same time, his body trembled violently, as if he could not bear the severe pain of the needle.
The strong sunlight shone between the branches and leaves, shining a white body under the tree. The poppy woman lay naked on a blanket. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She bit a cypress branch between her teeth. Her bright red lips changed color due to severe pain.
Everyone stopped in a forest, and the surroundings were filled with tall poplars. Although the sunlight was violent, the leaves were rustling when the wind blew, bringing a few rare coolness in the scorching heat.
Old Man Zhu's reputation is more stinky than dog shit in Han Dynasty, although I don't understand why Xue Hao treats the old guy as a front roomman
He did not recognize his identity as the devil of the Poison Sect and respected him as a guest of honor during the meal. However, Cheng Zongyang was worried about any more trouble and did not stay in Xuejiazhuang. He still set off north as soon as dawn, but because he did not settle in Yingchuan, he missed the time to stay
The sun is rising higher and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Although there are shade on Wanluo Road, from dawn to now, several horses are sweating like water. Seeing that the destination is still far away, Old Man Zhu's donkey has turned his front hooves again, and it was so swollen that he couldn't even see the figure in less than half an hour. Cheng Zongyang had to park the carriage in a forest next to the road, let the horses rest, and wait for the old man to come.
Cheng Zongyang put the silver needle in the cinnabar box and adjusted it. While looking at his work, the poppy girl's body was in no inch. The snow-white waist and hips were covered with bright red blood beads and blood marks out the patterns of flowers, as if a charming sea of poppy flowers bloomed on her waist and hips, full of colorful and evil charm.
Is there a little less ten thousand needles? I'm so excited to stab her now, so I just stab her from head to toe. I can save my clothes when I stand out.
The curtain was rolled up, and Xiao Zi lay in the car, supporting her chin with one hand and flipping the book with the other, while saying: The cinnabar is not enough
What did you adjust in the cinnabar? Such a small needle was stabbed into the body, and the slave seemed to have been cut off, and the pain was so painful that he was thrusting all over his body.
What do you think?
Do you think I can't guess? There is my blood inside! You damn girl, you dare to smoke my blood while I'm drunk!
Xiao Zi raised her eyes and smiled: What else?
There are also messy medicines? They seem to be quite irritating
There is also the most important thing about the wavy. You didn't say
What?
Cheng Touer, your sperm Ah
I'm fucking! It's both sperm and bloody. What monster are you going to turn her into? No! Damn girl, do you want to cheat me again?
No, Xiao Zi smiled and said: She just told her not to harm you again
Come and coax me! Your soul and spirit have been taken away by Yan'er. If you try to suck her soul and spirit, will you not become a fool?
It has nothing to do with soul
What are you playing again?
It was her tattoo. Her tattoo ranged from waist and hips to groin, and a total of 10,000 and 10,000 squirts were placed on her vagina. Xiao Zi smiled and said: When all the tattoos are finished, the tattoo restrictions will take effect, and she will never dare to harm you again!
Is that true? Cheng Zongyang looked disbelieving
These tattoos will never be washed away from now on. As long as you smell Cheng Touer, the tattoo on her body will turn red. Then, whenever you feel lustful, Cheng Touer touches her body, she will be so excited that she will tremble all over, ten times more lustful than Ningnu
Moreover, her tattoo contains Cheng Touer's essence and blood, which belongs only to Cheng Touer and can no longer be close to other men. If other men enter the body, her tattoo will hurt like a knife. Xiao Zi smiled and said: It hurts together with ten thousand pinholes.
Cheng Zongyang took a breath of cold air, and it hurt like this after one injection. All tattoos hurt, and they all hurt to death.
Not only will it hurt, if you don’t smell Cheng Touer all day, her tattoo will be like a bite by worms and ants, and itchy until it reaches the body. It will take an itch for an hour to resolve it. This is beyond cure. Cheng Zongyang thought that it was a tattoo of a poppy girl, and it would be enough to make her hurt. Hearing that there was such severe consequences, the silver needle in his hand couldn’t help but hesitate.
Xiao Zi said to the poppy girl without any concern: Poppy slave, do you know? Chengtou will be your antidote in the future. If you want to be good, you must let Chengtou fuck you a few more times. If it is not nourished by Chengtou for too long, you will be painful and itchy all day long, and the waves will be gone.
The poppy girl's face was pale and bloodless. She bit the wooden stick and nodded barely.
Wait! If she didn't smell me for a day, would her tattoo restrictions occur? Is it Ah
If I don't fuck her, she will die?
That's right
Father! Cheng Zongyang shouted: Don’t I have to take her with me every day in the future? And she won’t have to send her out in the future
Is it a great benefit to let me fuck her every day?
Big Boy Melon, your smell is not just on your body. If you don’t believe it, you can give her a sock tonight
Cheng Zongyang said with a dark face: If you send her out to do business in the future, let her take my I socks? What about the semen? You can't let me ejaculate her all over, let her take her out, right?
Why can't it be? The more you ejaculate, the more comfortable she feels, and the longer it lasts, the longer it lasts. Usually, you can do whatever you want. Just let her taste your penis. For example, you have fucked Jingnu, let the poppies lick you clean, or let her lick Jingnu
Cheng Zongyang laughed dryly. Although this bitch is a slave, it seems to be a little beyond his bottom line when he uses it like this. Xiao Zi gave him a blank look. Big Bengua, then you will know that this is not a humiliation to her, but a great gift.
I listen to why you are like making her a serious drug addiction, I am her drug?
Xiao Zi smiled and said: Cheng Touer, you guessed it right
Cheng Zongyang thought about it for a while, then I'm going to die?
Xiao Zi spread her hands, she had to die
Is there no medicine to save?
Unless she is made into an unconscious corpse prostitute
Poppy girl silences
Xiao Zi smiled and said: Poppy slave, did you hear it?
The poppy woman took out the wooden stick between her teeth and said with a smile: I understand.
Xiao Zi looked at her eyes with a smile. If something happened to Cheng Touer, you'd better commit suicide as soon as possible. Otherwise, your eyes will be bleeding from pain, and itchy to scratch the flesh of your body, and you will die terrible. ^ The poppy woman's body couldn't help but tremble.
Although it was his idea to deal with her, Xiao Zi's methods of dealing with her far exceeded the original expectations. But then again, if he dies, it will not be bad for him to bury her with her, at least she will harm fewer people.
Why haven’t the old man come yet? He picked up the donkey and died halfway through, right?
While speaking, a shadow came from afar. It was Old Man Zhu who led the broken donkey that was turning and walking along the road. The person and donkey looked lonely, which was quite poetic. The ancient road, the west wind, and the thin donkey.
Before Cheng Zongyang could ridicule the old man's donkey, Old Man Zhu spoke first, and he looked at them with a strange expression: Xiao Chengzi, why are you resting here?
The fields around Wanluo Road have been cultivated so well. There is only a decent forest within a radius of dozens of miles. Do you want to lie in the sun and burn adults?
This is the cemetery
Cheng Zongyang was shocked and quickly looked around: Nonsense? Where can I be grave?
It's not a tomb, it's a tomb. Old man Zhu said: "Piling soil is called a tomb, and flat land is called a tomb. Although Han Dynasty also says it's safe to get buried in the soil, most of the burial sites of common people are not piled up. They only plant poplar trees in front of the tomb. It's a record." Xiao Chengtou, you are sitting on someone else's tomb now
Cheng Zongyang jumped up quickly. He could have seen that the forest was a little different, but he never thought that there was someone else's cemetery under his feet.
Cheng Zongyang untied the reins of the horse: I have rested enough! I have left! I have left!
Xiao Chengzi, let the old man take a breath...
You can run to Luodu even if you hold your breath, why are you still breathing? Go away quickly! When you arrive at Luodu, you will slaughter your broken donkey.
Now, drink donkey soup with stew pot...
Yingchuan is only more than 100 miles away from Luodu. Cheng Zongyang was about to take a break at noon. After four horses changed to Luodu overnight and met with Simingxin, Lu Jing and others as soon as possible to understand the current situation in the Han Dynasty. However, Old Man Zhu refused to throw away the donkey. He dragged on the way, and couldn't get up even if he wanted to. He walked until dark and everyone was blocked by a big river.
Under the night, the vast river water flows northward, and there is a mountain on both sides rising along the river bank, like a strict gateway standing between heaven and earth
Old man Zhu said: This is Yique, the gateway of the emperor
What sound?
The sound of water kept coming from the river, as if someone was slapping the water surface, but the sound was sometimes south and north, sometimes east and west, without any regularity
It is the carp in the river. Old Man Zhu said: Every early autumn, the red carp in Yishui will gather under Yique and jump in a row. Once you jump over Yique, you can turn into a dragon.
Old man, are you fooling me again? Is it here for carp to jump over the dragon gate?
Xiao Chengzi, are you more real? Do you care whether it is true or false? Old Man Zhu said: It's midnight now and you can't see anything. If it's daytime, you can look north from here and see the Zhuque Palace in front of the Nangong Gate of Luodu. There are dozens of palaces inside. From a distance, you can look at it from the sky, connecting the clouds and sky. The highest one is Chongde Hall ^
Are you kidding? Here is at least forty miles away from Luodu’s palace city. You can see the palace inside Luodu over more than forty miles?
Don't underestimate the palace city of Luodu! Apart from the terrain, the Chongde Hall is as high as one meter, and the hall is more than three meter high. The hall can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Its gorgeousness and majesty are beyond your imagination? You must know that a random edict here is enough to shock the whole world.
Cheng Zongyang did not argue with the old man, and the entire Six Dynasties regarded the Han Emperor as the emperor. This is really not a bragging statement.
Old man Zhu said: It is hard to know whether it is true or false, but if you walk forward from this emperor's door, through the Pingcheng Gate of Luodu, the Zhuque Gate of Nangong, and then the Pingshuo Hall, Qianqiu Wansui Hall, Zhongde Hall, Chongde Hall^ You can even walk to the emperor's throne in Chongde Hall
The emperor's throne is the seat that many people dream of! But Cheng Zongyang knew clearly that no matter what, he would not be among these people.
When the emperor was the emperor, the memorials he reviewed every day were weighed. If he wanted to be lazy and pushed the matter to the prime minister, he might one day be overshadowed by the prime minister and the powerful ministers of the court. In the end, he left a foolish and incompetent in history. Cheng Zongyang simply expressed his attitude: Whoever likes to sit in that seat, whoever likes to sit in it, I won’t sit anyway. Old Man Zhu’s old face suddenly drooped down
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Old man, I think you are quite energetic! Hurry up and find a woman to have a baby, I think it's still time
Old man Zhu snorted and left with his sleeves
Xiao Zi smiled in the car and said: You've got him away again
To put it nicely, it's mysterious, to put it badly, it's sneaky. God knows what idea is going on in the emperor's seat to sit casually? I don't want to be put on the stove because of such a shadowless thing. Cheng Zongyang said: For me, being a rich man safely and marrying a few more beautiful concubines to enjoy life is the right thing.
The red carp in the river is still jumping, and the sound of water is heard from time to time, as if it is still trying to leap over Yique in vain
There are eight majestic passes on all sides of Luodu, Yique is one of them. At this time, Yique was in seclusion and pedestrians were prohibited from entering and leaving. Cheng Zongyang had to find a place outside the pass to live first.
Unexpectedly, several inns were staying in the city. Cheng Zongyang asked and found out that most of them were scholars and filial piety and honest people elected by various prefectures and counties. Every autumn, the Han Dynasty selected a group of talents, either to join the Yulin Tianjun or to become officials.
The other half are scholars who study. Their origins are extremely complex. In addition to various parts of the Han Dynasty, there are many other countries from Qin, Jin, Tang, and Song Dynasty. They have not been elected as scholars and filial and honest by prefectures and counties, and cannot directly hold official positions, but can enter Yuntai Academy to study. In recent years, the emperor has repeatedly selected talents from Yuntai Academy, allowing those scholars to see a shortcut to become a new high. Therefore, they have come one after another, hoping to get a job with their own talents and knowledge.
Cheng Zongyang searched all the skulls but couldn't find a place to live, so he drove away from the skulls, found a place with lush water and grass on the banks of the Yishui River. He parked the carriage, untied the two horses pulling the carriage, patted them on their necks, and put them to eat grass by themselves. The other two mounts were tied under the willow tree on the shore, and then took out the egg house and opened it behind the carriage.
The shell of the egg house is a non-reflective material. The gray appearance is inconspicuous and can hardly be seen at night. It is covered with a carriage. You can only notice it unless you get closer. But if someone approaches, it will take him away. It will be a blink of an eye.
Just as I had packed it up, a faint low sound suddenly came from the wind, and then disappeared without a trace
Cheng Zongyang was full of doubts, did you hear it?
Xiao Zi said: On the other side
It seems like a woman. The more Cheng Zongyang thinks about it, the more he feels worried. He touches the dagger in his arms, I'll take a look
I'll go too
I heard it right? Aren’t you going to sleep?
Xiao Zi smiled, she wanted to swim
Cheng Zongyang then remembered that Xiao Zi hadn't swam for a long time. For Xiao Zi, who has the blood of the Biling clan, the life of leaving the water was probably even more difficult than he thought.
Cheng Zongyang suddenly had a whim. The egg house had a good seal and might be able to use it in water.
Big fool, you will be suffocated
I want me to say that the evolution of your Biling tribe is too incomplete, and you should evolve the ability to infect. If you bite me and turn me into a fish, let's live in the water and give birth to a bunch of fish babies.
Big fool
The two of them said as they dived into the water. In the hot weather, the river water was warm and full of comfort. The two hugged each other. Xiao Zi leaned over and held him on the water. Her beautiful legs swung skillfully like fish tails, without making any sound, and quietly swam to the other side.
Don't worry, Cheng Zongyang said: Didn't Jingli go? Let's go for a while before going
Old Man Zhu is a little surprised. Do you recognize me?
When Xue was young, she followed Brother Tian Zhong and the heroes of Luoxia, who were all in the five tombs. Brother Tian Zhong highly praised his seniors, and he admired his seniors for their style for a long time.
Old Man Zhu patted the back of his head, it turned out that you were the little baby named Xue. Oh, you have grown up so many years in a flash.
Xue Hao, who is over 50 years old, smiled awkwardly
Old Man Zhu said: I have changed a lot in this way. Can you still recognize how I looked back then? Have you learned any magic to distinguish people?
To be honest, I do have the ability to distinguish people, but it is not magic, but rely on my eyesight. Xue Hao explained: Although the human face has changed, the bone shape is difficult to be easier, and it is really unforgettable for the predecessors to be so handsome that they were so handsome that they were so handsome that they were so handsome that they thought it was difficult to meet again in this life.
Haha, you little doll, you can say it
Xue Hao couldn't help but say: The senior suddenly left that day, and I heard from Brother Tian Zhong that the senior went to Weiyang Palace and was named Marquis of Yangwu...
Old Man Zhu coughed twice, stop talking, don't say anything
Xue Hao is also a rolling figure in the green forest. He immediately changed the topic. For more than 40 years, the young man from Wuling in Luoxia had already dispersed. Brother Tian Zhong also passed away for many years. Unexpectedly, Xue could still meet his seniors.
Old man Zhu sighed: Who said no? Tian Zhong Ah... Alas, he has been dead for so many years.
Xue Hao and Tian Zhong's friendship was obviously extraordinary. When he heard this, his eyes turned red. He wiped his face and laughed: Life is not about gold and stone, how can you live long? Xue has lived to this day for twenty years faster than Brother Tian Zhong, and this life is enough!
The old guy who has always dared to fight with rats seems to be moved by the saying "Life is not gold and stone", his waist and back are slowly straightened, and his yin and yang move, and his life is like morning dew... Old man Zhu suddenly raised his voice and chanted: Life is like sending, and his life is solid without gold and stone! Taking food and asking for immortals is mostly caused by medicine, it is better to eat fine wine, and being put on silk and vegetarian food!
Old Man Zhu came out of the table and brought a pot of wine. After a chant, he held the pot and sucked it. It was like a whale sucking water, which was extremely happy;
Although he was still ragged, he looked so energetic. He drank most of the pot of wine in an instant and handed the pot to Xue Hao, smiling: Life is like morning dew, not as good as wine!
Xue Hao received the wine pot, drank it in one breath, and then damaged the empty pot aside, and said with a smile: It’s great! There are a thousand cups of fine wine in my village. Please ask the senior to go to the hall to have a pain. Today, I will never return without getting drunk!
Old Man Zhu is not vague, it is rare to meet an old friend and leave!
Xue Hao led the way first, and called his servant to open the wine cellar and took all the fine wines.
Cheng Zongyang looked at Old Man Zhu with an unknown expression, Old guy, are you really a ranger? Isn't you bragging?
Old Man Zhu snorted, his chin raised high
Cheng Zongyang really wanted to say: Haven’t all the young men in Wuling been poisoned to death by you? But when he saw the old man’s smug look, he really couldn’t bear to lift the scars and slap him in the old face. He just said: Tsk tsk ^ I really can’t tell, you can still recite poems.
Old Man Zhu blew his beard and said: "The uncle has raised the scholar, do you think it's fake?"
Let's blow you to death. Cheng Zongyang still wants to ask what happened to Yang Wuhou, but looking at the old man who didn't want to say it, he didn't speak out after all
Old Man Zhu had just been reserved for two minutes and immediately showed his vulgar face and said with a sarcastic look: Xiao Chengzi, if you have a good wine, will you come?
Cheng Zongyang said angrily, "I'm still naked, I'm just drinking! I'm quitting drinking!"
What drinking should I quit? A man is worse than a dog to drink! Ah! I will leave a seat for you! Old man Zhu walked forward to the banquet with his hands in his arms.
Cheng Zongyang and the poppy girl each kept their clothes in the woodshed. Under Cheng Zongyang's stare, the poppy girl slowly faded, lying like a slave in the mess of wheat straw, she barely showed a flattering smile and said softly: Master, I... Come and serve...
You've heard the footsteps just now, right? Cheng Zongyang said coldly: Are you thinking about letting the head of Xue break in so that I can get angry and teach everyone to fight against you and get rid of your enemies?
The poppy girl's voice trembled, and I dared not...
You still said you didn't dare to do it? You are as poisonous as snakes, as cunning as foxes. You really have you, you dare to plot against your master. What else do you dare not do? Cheng Zongyang sneered: Only your mother Zi is skilled and brave, and can handle it.
You witches
The poppy girl was trembling all over, showing great fear. I realized that she was wrong and beg her master to punish her...
Xiao Zi's voice came: OK, I'll punish her
The poppy woman's trembling body froze immediately, then she lowered her head and said: Yes, mom...
Xiao Zi stood on the steps, her starry eyes shining slightly. She glanced at Cheng Zongyang, then ordered to the darkness behind the house: Jingnu, you should serve the master first and then send him to the banquet.
Wanluoxia is picturesque in the morning light, but Cheng Zongyang's actions are a big blow
Wow^-Uh! Wow^ Cheng Zongyang poked his head out of the carriage and straightened his throat for a while
Heart-wrenching
Old Man Zhu said with a sad look: Xiao Chengzi, the old man is desperate to stop you from drinking. You have to drink so much yellow soup! Look! Look! Have you spit out your yellow gut?
Cheng Zongyang spit weakly, fucking! Seventeen, eighteen teenagers were urging to drink, you dare to refuse, someone pulled out a sharp knife and pierced a hole in his arm ^ If it wasn't deep enough, it would be necessary to pierce again - I can't drink it
Why can't you not drink it? Xiao Chengzi, you don't understand the rules of Han. The old man taught you how to escape from wine. He brought a knife. You have to hurry up and then stab it in your arms, shoulders, and thighs. Just click it, don't gesture, and do not try the depth and shallowness. You must pretend to be the same as often
Cheng Zongyang ignored his nonsense last night Xue Hao held a big banquet and it ended until dawn. It was a pain. Almost everyone was drunk. Xue Hao was quite famous in Wanluo Road and was very upright. As a poppy girl, Xue Hao received Cheng Zongyang's promise that he would not indulge her to come out to harm others again. After he met him three bowls of wine. Seeing the old man's face, he smiled and gave up.
Xue Hao is so generous, he can't hide it anymore. Cheng Zongyang let go of the alcohol and drinks a lot, but he hasn't recovered yet
The wine style in Han Dynasty was too fierce. Cheng Zongyang shook his head with emotion, by the way, what song did they sing when they were drunk? ^ Wanli and something?
Who is the land in Yao? There are no wise and foolish people gathering their souls. Old Man Zhu sang: Why is Gui Bo urging him? People must not be able to escape from death!
Yes! That's it! Uh... Cheng Zongyang came up with alcohol, vomited a few more times, and gasped: What a broken song? I was so terrified that my hair stood up as I heard it, and I wanted to pee my pants in a while.
Xiao Chengzi, you heard it right. Old Man Zhu laughed, this is an elegy, because it was sung by the cedar during the funeral, so it is called elegy
Are you right? What are you dialecting when you drink and sing! Who are you going to attend the funeral? Is there something wrong with it?
Life is sent to life, and suddenly it is like dust. Old Man Zhu said: Time flies, but it is difficult to regain the prosperity. Life and death are just a moment. The heroes of the Han Kingdom are open-minded by nature and look at death as if they are home. So what if they sing a few elegies?
Cheng Zongyang took advantage of his drunkenness and thought maliciously: The Han Dynasty's golfer committed suicide and made a promise, probably because the average life span was too short, and it was not a few years before death. Instead of dying in a few years, it would be better to die vigorously.
Tsk, I am pretending to be a scholar again, and you will become perverted when you arrive in Han Dynasty! Cheng Zongyang said: Old man, you like to listen so much. When you die, I will sing you that Artemisia or something.
No, Old Man Zhu shook his head, you want to sing this song for me: Dew on the scallion, how easy to do it - Lu Xi is falling again in the morning, when will people return after death...
Wanluodao in front of him is still safe and prosperous, but the sad elegy seems to be pulling its inevitable ending
Lying in the car, Cheng Zongyang's ears seemed to be still ringing two elegies singed by the old man.
Who is the land in Yaoli? There are no wise and foolish people... Whether it is a sage, emperor or a famous minister or a powerful general who has never been born in the world, what else can be divided into wise and foolish people once buried in the soil? Lu Xi's Ming Dynasty will fall again, when will a person die after death... Life is like morning dew, but morning dew will fall again, when will a person die after death? He will never come back. He suddenly thought of Duan Qiang and the deadly arrow. Even time travelers will die like ordinary people.
What if I die...
In a hazy drunken state, Cheng Zongyang struggled to get up and hug Xiao Zi tightly, as if he was holding his own life.
Let's get married... he murmured
Good Ah Xiao Zi gently rubbed his forehead
Damn girl... you should ask me to beg you several times... But that's fine... Cheng Zongyang was holding a rare treasure, holding Xiao Zi's delicate jade face, and pressing his nose against the tip of his nose: I want... I want to give you the most beautiful ring in the world... Hehe, do you still remember the folk songs sang by Erye? In a ring...
Xiao Zi sang softly: Ah in a ring can’t be stretched into two fingers... A steadfast person will never have a heart...
In her gentle singing, Cheng Zongyang fell asleep, but his right hand and Xiao Zi's ten fingers were tightly linked, and he was reluctant to part for a long time.
Cheng Zongyang lowered his head, holding a silver needle in his hand and kept falling like an embroidery. A piece of white skin was pricked by silver needles. A drop of tiny blood immediately rolled out from the snow skin. At the same time, his body trembled violently, as if he could not bear the severe pain of the needle.
The strong sunlight shone between the branches and leaves, shining a white body under the tree. The poppy woman lay naked on a blanket. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She bit a cypress branch between her teeth. Her bright red lips changed color due to severe pain.
Everyone stopped in a forest, and the surroundings were filled with tall poplars. Although the sunlight was violent, the leaves were rustling when the wind blew, bringing a few rare coolness in the scorching heat.
Old Man Zhu's reputation is more stinky than dog shit in Han Dynasty, although I don't understand why Xue Hao treats the old guy as a front roomman
He did not recognize his identity as the devil of the Poison Sect and respected him as a guest of honor during the meal. However, Cheng Zongyang was worried about any more trouble and did not stay in Xuejiazhuang. He still set off north as soon as dawn, but because he did not settle in Yingchuan, he missed the time to stay
The sun is rising higher and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Although there are shade on Wanluo Road, from dawn to now, several horses are sweating like water. Seeing that the destination is still far away, Old Man Zhu's donkey has turned his front hooves again, and it was so swollen that he couldn't even see the figure in less than half an hour. Cheng Zongyang had to park the carriage in a forest next to the road, let the horses rest, and wait for the old man to come.
Cheng Zongyang put the silver needle in the cinnabar box and adjusted it. While looking at his work, the poppy girl's body was in no inch. The snow-white waist and hips were covered with bright red blood beads and blood marks out the patterns of flowers, as if a charming sea of poppy flowers bloomed on her waist and hips, full of colorful and evil charm.
Is there a little less ten thousand needles? I'm so excited to stab her now, so I just stab her from head to toe. I can save my clothes when I stand out.
The curtain was rolled up, and Xiao Zi lay in the car, supporting her chin with one hand and flipping the book with the other, while saying: The cinnabar is not enough
What did you adjust in the cinnabar? Such a small needle was stabbed into the body, and the slave seemed to have been cut off, and the pain was so painful that he was thrusting all over his body.
What do you think?
Do you think I can't guess? There is my blood inside! You damn girl, you dare to smoke my blood while I'm drunk!
Xiao Zi raised her eyes and smiled: What else?
There are also messy medicines? They seem to be quite irritating
There is also the most important thing about the wavy. You didn't say
What?
Cheng Touer, your sperm Ah
I'm fucking! It's both sperm and bloody. What monster are you going to turn her into? No! Damn girl, do you want to cheat me again?
No, Xiao Zi smiled and said: She just told her not to harm you again
Come and coax me! Your soul and spirit have been taken away by Yan'er. If you try to suck her soul and spirit, will you not become a fool?
It has nothing to do with soul
What are you playing again?
It was her tattoo. Her tattoo ranged from waist and hips to groin, and a total of 10,000 and 10,000 squirts were placed on her vagina. Xiao Zi smiled and said: When all the tattoos are finished, the tattoo restrictions will take effect, and she will never dare to harm you again!
Is that true? Cheng Zongyang looked disbelieving
These tattoos will never be washed away from now on. As long as you smell Cheng Touer, the tattoo on her body will turn red. Then, whenever you feel lustful, Cheng Touer touches her body, she will be so excited that she will tremble all over, ten times more lustful than Ningnu
Moreover, her tattoo contains Cheng Touer's essence and blood, which belongs only to Cheng Touer and can no longer be close to other men. If other men enter the body, her tattoo will hurt like a knife. Xiao Zi smiled and said: It hurts together with ten thousand pinholes.
Cheng Zongyang took a breath of cold air, and it hurt like this after one injection. All tattoos hurt, and they all hurt to death.
Not only will it hurt, if you don’t smell Cheng Touer all day, her tattoo will be like a bite by worms and ants, and itchy until it reaches the body. It will take an itch for an hour to resolve it. This is beyond cure. Cheng Zongyang thought that it was a tattoo of a poppy girl, and it would be enough to make her hurt. Hearing that there was such severe consequences, the silver needle in his hand couldn’t help but hesitate.
Xiao Zi said to the poppy girl without any concern: Poppy slave, do you know? Chengtou will be your antidote in the future. If you want to be good, you must let Chengtou fuck you a few more times. If it is not nourished by Chengtou for too long, you will be painful and itchy all day long, and the waves will be gone.
The poppy girl's face was pale and bloodless. She bit the wooden stick and nodded barely.
Wait! If she didn't smell me for a day, would her tattoo restrictions occur? Is it Ah
If I don't fuck her, she will die?
That's right
Father! Cheng Zongyang shouted: Don’t I have to take her with me every day in the future? And she won’t have to send her out in the future
Is it a great benefit to let me fuck her every day?
Big Boy Melon, your smell is not just on your body. If you don’t believe it, you can give her a sock tonight
Cheng Zongyang said with a dark face: If you send her out to do business in the future, let her take my I socks? What about the semen? You can't let me ejaculate her all over, let her take her out, right?
Why can't it be? The more you ejaculate, the more comfortable she feels, and the longer it lasts, the longer it lasts. Usually, you can do whatever you want. Just let her taste your penis. For example, you have fucked Jingnu, let the poppies lick you clean, or let her lick Jingnu
Cheng Zongyang laughed dryly. Although this bitch is a slave, it seems to be a little beyond his bottom line when he uses it like this. Xiao Zi gave him a blank look. Big Bengua, then you will know that this is not a humiliation to her, but a great gift.
I listen to why you are like making her a serious drug addiction, I am her drug?
Xiao Zi smiled and said: Cheng Touer, you guessed it right
Cheng Zongyang thought about it for a while, then I'm going to die?
Xiao Zi spread her hands, she had to die
Is there no medicine to save?
Unless she is made into an unconscious corpse prostitute
Poppy girl silences
Xiao Zi smiled and said: Poppy slave, did you hear it?
The poppy woman took out the wooden stick between her teeth and said with a smile: I understand.
Xiao Zi looked at her eyes with a smile. If something happened to Cheng Touer, you'd better commit suicide as soon as possible. Otherwise, your eyes will be bleeding from pain, and itchy to scratch the flesh of your body, and you will die terrible. ^ The poppy woman's body couldn't help but tremble.
Although it was his idea to deal with her, Xiao Zi's methods of dealing with her far exceeded the original expectations. But then again, if he dies, it will not be bad for him to bury her with her, at least she will harm fewer people.
Why haven’t the old man come yet? He picked up the donkey and died halfway through, right?
While speaking, a shadow came from afar. It was Old Man Zhu who led the broken donkey that was turning and walking along the road. The person and donkey looked lonely, which was quite poetic. The ancient road, the west wind, and the thin donkey.
Before Cheng Zongyang could ridicule the old man's donkey, Old Man Zhu spoke first, and he looked at them with a strange expression: Xiao Chengzi, why are you resting here?
The fields around Wanluo Road have been cultivated so well. There is only a decent forest within a radius of dozens of miles. Do you want to lie in the sun and burn adults?
This is the cemetery
Cheng Zongyang was shocked and quickly looked around: Nonsense? Where can I be grave?
It's not a tomb, it's a tomb. Old man Zhu said: "Piling soil is called a tomb, and flat land is called a tomb. Although Han Dynasty also says it's safe to get buried in the soil, most of the burial sites of common people are not piled up. They only plant poplar trees in front of the tomb. It's a record." Xiao Chengtou, you are sitting on someone else's tomb now
Cheng Zongyang jumped up quickly. He could have seen that the forest was a little different, but he never thought that there was someone else's cemetery under his feet.
Cheng Zongyang untied the reins of the horse: I have rested enough! I have left! I have left!
Xiao Chengzi, let the old man take a breath...
You can run to Luodu even if you hold your breath, why are you still breathing? Go away quickly! When you arrive at Luodu, you will slaughter your broken donkey.
Now, drink donkey soup with stew pot...
Yingchuan is only more than 100 miles away from Luodu. Cheng Zongyang was about to take a break at noon. After four horses changed to Luodu overnight and met with Simingxin, Lu Jing and others as soon as possible to understand the current situation in the Han Dynasty. However, Old Man Zhu refused to throw away the donkey. He dragged on the way, and couldn't get up even if he wanted to. He walked until dark and everyone was blocked by a big river.
Under the night, the vast river water flows northward, and there is a mountain on both sides rising along the river bank, like a strict gateway standing between heaven and earth
Old man Zhu said: This is Yique, the gateway of the emperor
What sound?
The sound of water kept coming from the river, as if someone was slapping the water surface, but the sound was sometimes south and north, sometimes east and west, without any regularity
It is the carp in the river. Old Man Zhu said: Every early autumn, the red carp in Yishui will gather under Yique and jump in a row. Once you jump over Yique, you can turn into a dragon.
Old man, are you fooling me again? Is it here for carp to jump over the dragon gate?
Xiao Chengzi, are you more real? Do you care whether it is true or false? Old Man Zhu said: It's midnight now and you can't see anything. If it's daytime, you can look north from here and see the Zhuque Palace in front of the Nangong Gate of Luodu. There are dozens of palaces inside. From a distance, you can look at it from the sky, connecting the clouds and sky. The highest one is Chongde Hall ^
Are you kidding? Here is at least forty miles away from Luodu’s palace city. You can see the palace inside Luodu over more than forty miles?
Don't underestimate the palace city of Luodu! Apart from the terrain, the Chongde Hall is as high as one meter, and the hall is more than three meter high. The hall can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Its gorgeousness and majesty are beyond your imagination? You must know that a random edict here is enough to shock the whole world.
Cheng Zongyang did not argue with the old man, and the entire Six Dynasties regarded the Han Emperor as the emperor. This is really not a bragging statement.
Old man Zhu said: It is hard to know whether it is true or false, but if you walk forward from this emperor's door, through the Pingcheng Gate of Luodu, the Zhuque Gate of Nangong, and then the Pingshuo Hall, Qianqiu Wansui Hall, Zhongde Hall, Chongde Hall^ You can even walk to the emperor's throne in Chongde Hall
The emperor's throne is the seat that many people dream of! But Cheng Zongyang knew clearly that no matter what, he would not be among these people.
When the emperor was the emperor, the memorials he reviewed every day were weighed. If he wanted to be lazy and pushed the matter to the prime minister, he might one day be overshadowed by the prime minister and the powerful ministers of the court. In the end, he left a foolish and incompetent in history. Cheng Zongyang simply expressed his attitude: Whoever likes to sit in that seat, whoever likes to sit in it, I won’t sit anyway. Old Man Zhu’s old face suddenly drooped down
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Old man, I think you are quite energetic! Hurry up and find a woman to have a baby, I think it's still time
Old man Zhu snorted and left with his sleeves
Xiao Zi smiled in the car and said: You've got him away again
To put it nicely, it's mysterious, to put it badly, it's sneaky. God knows what idea is going on in the emperor's seat to sit casually? I don't want to be put on the stove because of such a shadowless thing. Cheng Zongyang said: For me, being a rich man safely and marrying a few more beautiful concubines to enjoy life is the right thing.
The red carp in the river is still jumping, and the sound of water is heard from time to time, as if it is still trying to leap over Yique in vain
There are eight majestic passes on all sides of Luodu, Yique is one of them. At this time, Yique was in seclusion and pedestrians were prohibited from entering and leaving. Cheng Zongyang had to find a place outside the pass to live first.
Unexpectedly, several inns were staying in the city. Cheng Zongyang asked and found out that most of them were scholars and filial piety and honest people elected by various prefectures and counties. Every autumn, the Han Dynasty selected a group of talents, either to join the Yulin Tianjun or to become officials.
The other half are scholars who study. Their origins are extremely complex. In addition to various parts of the Han Dynasty, there are many other countries from Qin, Jin, Tang, and Song Dynasty. They have not been elected as scholars and filial and honest by prefectures and counties, and cannot directly hold official positions, but can enter Yuntai Academy to study. In recent years, the emperor has repeatedly selected talents from Yuntai Academy, allowing those scholars to see a shortcut to become a new high. Therefore, they have come one after another, hoping to get a job with their own talents and knowledge.
Cheng Zongyang searched all the skulls but couldn't find a place to live, so he drove away from the skulls, found a place with lush water and grass on the banks of the Yishui River. He parked the carriage, untied the two horses pulling the carriage, patted them on their necks, and put them to eat grass by themselves. The other two mounts were tied under the willow tree on the shore, and then took out the egg house and opened it behind the carriage.
The shell of the egg house is a non-reflective material. The gray appearance is inconspicuous and can hardly be seen at night. It is covered with a carriage. You can only notice it unless you get closer. But if someone approaches, it will take him away. It will be a blink of an eye.
Just as I had packed it up, a faint low sound suddenly came from the wind, and then disappeared without a trace
Cheng Zongyang was full of doubts, did you hear it?
Xiao Zi said: On the other side
It seems like a woman. The more Cheng Zongyang thinks about it, the more he feels worried. He touches the dagger in his arms, I'll take a look
I'll go too
I heard it right? Aren’t you going to sleep?
Xiao Zi smiled, she wanted to swim
Cheng Zongyang then remembered that Xiao Zi hadn't swam for a long time. For Xiao Zi, who has the blood of the Biling clan, the life of leaving the water was probably even more difficult than he thought.
Cheng Zongyang suddenly had a whim. The egg house had a good seal and might be able to use it in water.
Big fool, you will be suffocated
I want me to say that the evolution of your Biling tribe is too incomplete, and you should evolve the ability to infect. If you bite me and turn me into a fish, let's live in the water and give birth to a bunch of fish babies.
Big fool
The two of them said as they dived into the water. In the hot weather, the river water was warm and full of comfort. The two hugged each other. Xiao Zi leaned over and held him on the water. Her beautiful legs swung skillfully like fish tails, without making any sound, and quietly swam to the other side.
Don't worry, Cheng Zongyang said: Didn't Jingli go? Let's go for a while before going
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