The carriage stopped downstairs in Drunk Wind.

The regent walked ahead, the sword maker followed him, and Zheng Fan and Chen Daxia were at the end.

Uncle Zheng is now full of absurdity,

I came out hummingly yesterday, but I didn’t sleep very well, so I’m going back today?

Uncle Zheng can now choose "No",

But saying "no" to the white-robed man is actually the biggest offense to him;

He is the regent, he is the "emperor", and he is the emperor, and he is a constitutional man.

Furthermore, from the position of the character "Su Mingzhe", he has no reason to say "no" at this time.

Because he was originally sent by the master to give gifts and attend the princess wedding banquet.

If you refuse, the set will inevitably collapse, and then cause a more extreme reaction.

From the corner of Uncle Zheng's eyes, he glanced at Daxia Chen who was standing next to him.

Chen Daxia still owes him favor,

Uncle Zheng believes that if Chen Daxia is allowed to shoot the sword to the regent at this time, Chen Daxia will not hesitate and will directly shoot the sword.

Because the regent is not a man, he is from Chu.

Even if the situation at this time is a joint fight against swallows,

But if you really want to do that, it will be endless.

Others can talk as fart, but Chen Daxia keeps his promise all his life.

Therefore, he can make swords.

However, the problem is that the sword maker is right next to the regent.

Uncle Zheng has seen the horror of the sword master in the first place. Even if the sword maker cannot achieve the second-grade realm of the sword master in front of Yu Xue customs, even if it is equivalent to the previous sword master, it is by no means a Chen Daxia. It can be contended.

Even if you tie yourself together and count it, it's the same.

Although there have been rumors in the arena that the sword maker is actually a parallel trade, he can make swords, but he is actually not good at swordsmanship. He is just blown away by the position of the four great swordsmen. At the same time, it is also because the four major countries should be one country, so Had to pull him up to make up the count.

Uncle Zheng had specifically asked Yu Huaping about this matter, but Yu Huaping's answer was simple and I didn't know.

then,

Yu Huaping pointed to the broth in front of him.

Tao

"A cook who can cook good dishes, you say he can't eat it?"

and,

Is the sword maker parallel imports, and how likely is it that they are parallel imports, 10%? 20%? 30%? Or is it seven or eighty-nine percent?

These are meaningless to Uncle Zheng.

Because Uncle Zheng has to face only zero and one.

He knows kung fu,

He doesn't know how to work

Correspondingly, it is death and alive. There is no such a phenomenon that the sword maker will be able to work at 70% probability and Uncle Zheng will die 70%.

To put it another way,

If Uncle Zheng is the real Dayan loyal minister, and the real Tian Wujing is the second, and he can do everything for the future of Dayan, then Uncle Zheng may go straight to fight with Daxia Chen, and there is not even much to consider.

Once the regent died, the state of Chu, which had just been reintegrated from the prince’s chaos, was likely to fall apart again. The temptation was too great.

But Uncle Zheng is a person who puts his own life in the first place. His emotional inclinations can be placed on Yan Guo's side, but he will never put his own life on the same.

Calm face,

But I've been thinking about some of these in my mind,

The footsteps have been steadily following,

The carriage is not very big, but it is very spacious, and the regent and the sword maker have already got on the carriage.

Zheng Fan felt a stunned feeling. He glanced at Chen Daxia who was standing next to him, then turned on the carriage and sat in.

The regent sits in the middle position, the sword maker sits on one side, and Zheng Fan and Chen Daxia sit on one side.

The one who drove the car was an old man with white beard and white hair. Zheng Fan also noticed him when he got on the car. How can I say, this old man looked like a sweeping monk.

Where are the people who really drive the car without the slightest stain on their nails, and the tights are as dry as new?

Moreover, there must be many real masters escorting the carriage.

Uncle Zheng sat there in a gesture of resignation;

Ugh,

I don't know how Ah Ming will react when he finds out that he is missing again.

Xu was because of Yao Zizhan’s poem that made the regent’s character very good, so he couldn’t help but speak to Zheng Fan.

"Mr. Su Xiao has been with Master Yao for a few years, is there any masterpiece that I can use to solve the lack of travel?"

Ok?

Uncle Zheng can see that the regent's external image can be described as harsh and decisive, and when he cleans up his brothers, it can be said that the wind sweeps the leaves, but inside, he is very literary and has a deep plot.

"Junior's clumsy work, I am really embarrassed to take it out and smear the ears of seniors."

The regent waved his hand and said, "It's okay, reciting the products, it's like Yan people like heavy mouths, dry people like sweets, I like Chu people, I always feel that there is no real dish that everyone likes, but as long as it is a dish , There will always be a group of people who like to meet their tastes."

"Then, the younger generation will show their ugliness."

The regent sits with his breasts, showing respect.

The sword maker curled his long hair with his fingers, but his eyes fell on Zheng Fan, obviously waiting.

Chen Daxia didn't understand poetry, and continued to sit there with a straight face.

Actually, Chen Daxia panicked;

Because he knew the identity of Zheng Fan, not the sick man he had escorted all the way from Qianguo, but a general.

Chen Daxia has never read "The Art of War by Zheng Zi", but simply feels that it is normal for a general to write a book of war, as normal as a swordsman uses a sword.

Chen Daxia was worried that Zheng Fan could not be stretched, and then he was also thinking about what he should do.

Zheng Fan pursed his lips and exhaled.

Chant

"Furious, lean on the railing...

...

Jiahe shame, still not snow. The minister hates, when will it be destroyed. Drive a long car to break through the Tianduan Mountain. Aspirations hungry to eat Hulu meat, and laughed and thirsty to drink Yannu's blood.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que! "

After memorizing a poem,

Uncle Zheng closed his eyes silently.

He thinks that this poem is enough to pass the test, and in terms of weather, it is more magnificent than Yao Zizhan's previous hunting poems in the capital.

In poems, the trailblazer is the art of rhetoric, and the avenue is the presentation of the gully in the chest.

For example, Yue Wumu's poems and Taizu's poems may not be excessively refined and exquisite in terms of use of words, but in terms of weather and pattern, they really give a glimpse of the small mountains and small mountains.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Uncle Zheng, he is just a copy;

However, Uncle Zheng was more satisfied that he was able to change several places in Manjianghong very quickly to cater to the current situation. It was extremely witty and timely.

After a long time, the regent let out a long sigh, slapped his palm on his knee, and then solemnly bowed his hand to Zheng Fan.

Uncle Zheng immediately responded,

It was impossible to stand up because he was sitting in the carriage, and it was a little cramped, but Uncle Zheng's face was still just right shy and shy.

The sword maker also leaned back slightly, leaning against the wall of the carriage, and shouted to the old man driving outside.

"Wine!"

The old man driving the car took off the wine gourd around his waist and threw in directly.

The wine gourd flew in with a very fast speed, but the sword maker did not want to take it.

Chen Daxia didn't say to drink, so he didn't answer it.

then,

The wine gourd smashed directly at the regent sitting in the first seat.

Subsequently,

A scene that shocked Zheng Fan appeared.

I saw the regent's fingertips waved, and a burst of energy rushed out, hitting the wine gourd, the wine gourd spinning in the air, and finally fell firmly into the hands of the regent.

"..." Uncle Zheng.

Me, your uncle!

Uncle Zheng is now a sixth-rank martial artist. To tell the truth, he is really not low. After he takes off his official uniform and runs around, he can also draw a gang out, find a small town, and open a martial arts hall to accept apprentices.

Sixth-rank martial artist may be in the battlefield rush, that is to say, it will be gone, and there is no splash, but in the arena or small places, when catching opponents and fighting heads-up, they have enough cards.

But Uncle Zheng knew that even though he was just picking up a wine gourd, he simply couldn't manage it with such energy.

I was still planning in my heart whether I could give it a try,

It turned out to be good,

Forget the sword maker, but never thought that the regent of Great Chu himself was also a warrior himself, I don't know what rank, but he must be higher than himself.

Generally speaking, there are very few existences that sit in a high position and have a high cultivation base. After all, a person's energy is limited.

Therefore, among the four great swordsmen, Li Liangshen is the general soldier in the army, and the other three, sword makers are from a family of families, in fact, do not care much about common affairs, the sword sage and Baili sword are purely from the rivers and lakes.

However, nothing is absolute. For example, the Jingnan Hou, who has reached the pinnacle of personal power, is also an extremely human minister, holding a heavy army in his hand, and using his army like a god.

So, it doesn't make sense that if you Dayan can produce Tian Wujing, he can't produce a regent.

In addition, the children of the royal family or the children of the aristocracy, if they are really talented since childhood, but also willing to be cruel to themselves to endure hardships and practice, they will definitely have much more advantages than ordinary people when they climb to the height of cultivation in the future.

Uncle Zheng sighed slightly in his heart.

right now,

He has completely let go of his desperate attempt to steal a chicken.

And here, both the regent and the sword maker are immersed in the artistic conception of the previous song "Man Jiang Hong" by Uncle Zheng.

The regent pulled out the cork, took a sip of wine, and then handed it to the sword maker on the side.

The sword maker took it and took a sip.

The regent looked at Zheng Fan, and said with emotion, "Dadao, really is a place where cultures gather, Master Yao has accepted a good apprentice, a good apprentice!"

The sword maker also said

"Hungry to eat the meat, laugh and talk about thirsty for the blood of Yan slaves; Tsk tsk, this scene, this courage, this pattern, admiration, admiration, this phrase can be said to speak of the real battlefield smoke."

The regent nodded and asked, "Jia Hesha, it was written when the Yan people went south to the country, right?"

"Yes, the junior was in the capital at that time, and the horseshoe of the Yan people once came outside of my great capital city. The junior could not sleep at night, and only hated that he was a useless scholar.

Therefore, I hope that the army and the people of our country can work hard in the future to succeed in the Northern Expedition as soon as possible. "

"It's really proud."

The regent sighed. Obviously, he thought of Chu State.

Qian Guo and Chu State have had one thing in common in recent years, that is, they have both suffered in front of the Yan people.

Qian Guo was beaten all the way to the capital by the Yanjun cavalry, while the Chu people left behind the corpse of 40,000 Qingluan army under Yupan City, as well as a Zhu Guo.

So, this poem is really suitable for the occasion, and it makes Chu people feel very substitute.

The regent opened his mouth and said, "I hope that Chu people and Gan people can work hard to beat the Yan people's arrogance as soon as possible."

Uncle Zheng immediately answered, "This is exactly what my senior officials want, what my masters want, and what the juniors want, and even more so, what my senior leaders and the people of Chu people want.

The Yan people are militant, ignorant of enlightenment, and do not understand etiquette. They are really a country of gentle scum, and the great leaders are all the country of etiquette. How can they be deceived by animals for a long time?

My generation, be strong! "

"Mr. Su Xiao's words have won my heart, come and drink together!"

The regent was obviously satisfied with Zheng Fan.

Scholars, you don't know the soldiers. After all, since Daxia, there are only a few Confucian leaders in the entire East.

As a scholar, it is already fulfilling his responsibility to use poems to describe his passion and to use words to encourage his blood.

Uncle Zheng took the wine gourd from the swordmaker, and he didn't feel embarrassed to wipe the gourd's mouth and took a sip.

The wine is very mellow, but the degree is not high. Uncle Zheng drank the wine, wiped his mouth, and shouted

"happy!"

The regent "haha" smiled, and said, "It's our pleasure. With Mr. Su Xiao's poem to serve wine, this journey will not be considered lonely."

"You are serious."

Next, the carriage fell silent.

On the one hand, the regent is still quietly reminiscing about the song full of red, on the other hand, it may be getting closer and closer to the Bieyuan, and in his heart, other thoughts have gradually increased.

This made Uncle Zheng relieved. He was really afraid that the regent would continue to chat with himself. If he knew that he was just a fake, if he really wanted to chat with himself, he would definitely miss the bottom line.

The carriage shook,

It's getting closer and closer to the Bieyuan,

Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that he was going in and out too often, and it was really like going around a kiln. I went there today, rested for a night, and then wanted to go again the next day.

But when he was only four or five miles away from Bieyuan, Uncle Zheng suddenly thought of something that instantly made him nervous.

I went in and out of the villa as the shopkeeper of Fan Jiazhu’s shop.

The Qu family worship in the inner courtyard of the Bieyuan has also seen themselves.

I will go back with other identities now,

Isn't it going to be exposed directly?

So far,

Uncle Zheng immediately lost the mind that had settled down before, and began to sit on pins and needles.

The sword maker continued to drink,

As if catching a glimpse of Uncle Zheng’s gaffe, he asked

"Mr. Su Xiao is sweating?"

Zheng Fan said immediately

"It's really, it's a junior... It's too much to drink."

"Haha." Hearing this, the sword maker just smiled and continued to drink.

...

At this time, in the imperial court, a group of imperial imperial troops marched in and took over the defense of the inner circle.

Whether it was the Qu's Qingluan army or the private soldiers of the slave family, there was no resistance in front of the imperial imperial army, and they obediently gave up their defense position.

Later, a team of Fengchao guards went straight into the inner courtyard, and the worshippers of the Qu family, who had been protecting the inner courtyard, left consciously without saying much.

Immediately afterwards, all the eunuchs and maids in the inner court were also cleared out. In the entire inner court, only the four princesses and one inner court **** chief Zhao Cheng Zhao Gonggong were left.

Zhao Cheng was still a little dazed at first, and he still didn't know what happened. He had never seen such a thorough exchange of defenses.

After all, he was the leader of the Qi'er gang in Xiayong City last month. Although he is cruel and tough, the formation of the pattern is not something that can be completed in a day or two, so he did not guess what happened. What does it mean.

It's a princess instead,

When faced with this situation,

Just sitting silently in front of the dressing table in the bedroom,

With no court ladies around, she began to dress herself.

Looking at myself in the mirror,

She suddenly felt a little strange.

of course,

She knows who is here,

he,

Actually it really came.

...

The regent’s carriage had not been inspected since it entered the imperial court. The imperial imperial army had already controlled the key points all the way, so the carriage was able to go straight into the inner courtyard and parked in the inner courtyard.

After Zhao Cheng saw this carriage coming in with such a big fanfare,

I still haven't guessed which fairy is coming, only knowing that it must be a big man.

The common people of this era are not so sensitive to the private visit of the emperor's microservices, and there are not so many drama scripts to popularize, so Zhao Cheng did not expect that the same thing was normal.

Father Zhao knelt down in front of the carriage, shivering.

The carriage curtain was lifted,

The first to come out,

Is the regent,

He looked at the closed door of the bedroom, sighed, walked past Zhao Cheng, pushed the door open, and walked in.

Chen Daxia and the sword maker also came down, and the last person who came down was Uncle Zheng, who was too powerful to drink and was temporarily let go of the stone in his heart.

call……

Okay,

Was cleared,

Otherwise, I'm really playing off.

These days I always danced on the tip of a knife, and sooner or later I got scared of a heart attack.

At this time, Chen Daxia took the initiative to walk in front of the sword maker and said

"Sir, can you enlighten me?"

Daxia Chen is a naive person. Of course, it is normal for him to do such things in his image.

The sword maker was a little surprised at first, but he nodded with a smile, and motioned Daxia Chen to go to the other side with him, and said at the same time.

"Come on, let me see your sword, and dance for a while. I can help you see if your sword needs to be tempered or modified."

"Thank you sir."

After speaking, Chen Daxia followed the sword maker to the other side. When he left, Chen Daxia winked at Zheng Fan.

Uncle Zheng was puzzled by this look.

I really want to understand how Chen Daxia's "Look at my eyes and act" is beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

After a long stun, Zheng Fan slowed down, guessing whether Daxia Chen meant that he had helped him lead the sword maker away, and the rest, what he wanted to do?

Possibly, in Chen Daxia's opinion, he accidentally pitted Zheng Fan, the uncle Yanren, into this Chu man's nest, so he thought about it hard and finally thought of a way.

But Uncle Zheng has long since given up the use of force.

The carriage driver also went out after driving in the carriage, so now there is only Uncle Zheng beside the carriage, plus a father-in-law Zhao who has been kneeling there before and dare not lift his head.

Uncle Zheng licked his lips, reached out and kicked Zhao Cheng’s leg.

Tao

"Pour me a glass of water."

"Yes, yes, huh?"

Zhao Cheng suddenly felt that the sound was familiar.

When I got up, I couldn’t help but take the opportunity to raise my head and look at the person in front of me.

Eye-catching,

It's Zheng Fan with a smile on his face,

Zhao Cheng's whole body was a static first~lightnovelpub.net~ Then he kicked his legs, and his whole body fell firmly to the ground.

Exclaimed

"Mother!"

Fortunately, Zheng Fan's eyes were cold, Zhao Cheng also stopped the sound immediately, did not make any more movement, immediately got up to pour the tea.

Before leaving,

I couldn't help but glanced at Uncle Zheng very sadly.

This husbandman comes to the princess as often as you do!

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