Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 381: Night Dragon Head Under Candle Sky

Boom————

A ray of incandescent light suddenly illuminated the sky and earth, followed by a low thunder. The sky darkened in the blink of an eye, and heavy rain poured down like silver flakes, followed by rain, strong winds, mud and dust, which poured into Dali.

The Nanzhao Imperial Palace faces south and is located in the north. The court here is modeled after that of Dali, with its own morning court session. Civil and military officials have already arrived at the Golden Palace, but they are arguing endlessly.

"The Dali Dynasty has deployed troops in Miaojiang. It goes without saying that they are here for us. But if a real fight breaks out with Dali's million-strong army, we can only unite with the grassland and Goguryeo to exert pressure from all sides. Otherwise, I'm afraid that within a year, we will have to hang ourselves on trees in the southeast and die for our country..."

Nanzhao was a tiny country, and the reason why it was a vassal state of Dali was essentially because its national strength was far inferior to Dali. Not to mention the common people, even the civil and military officials in the court did not think that Nanzhao's military strength could last long under the control of Dali's army.

"Why panic? The Art of War says that war is based on five things: Tao, Heaven, Earth, and Generals. The Tao is the reason for starting a war. Without this reason, soldiers and civilians will not be convinced, their emotions will not be aroused, and it will be difficult to give their all, and naturally it will be difficult to win the war. The Dali Dynasty has not had a suitable reason until now, and the matter of this national war has not yet been concluded."

"Is it hard to find a reason? When the Dali Dynasty suddenly announces to the world that some soldiers and dignitaries are missing in our Hetuo territory, we can mobilize troops at will. In the final analysis, whether to fight this war or not is not decided by us, but by the Dali Dynasty..."

The civil and military officials of Nanzhao have been arguing about this for many days, but there is still no conclusion. Firstly, they don’t understand why the Dali Dynasty wants to station troops in Miaojiang for no reason, but mainly because there is no one to take charge, no backbone...

Someone looked at the top of the Golden Palace. A boy of about thirteen or fourteen was sitting on a chair, soundly sleeping. It was raining heavily outside the palace, but the sound of the rain made him sleepy...

This young man was King Hetuo, who was named 'King of Nanzhao' by the Dali Dynasty... But neither he nor his civil and military officials took him seriously as a king.

Everyone knew that he was not the one in charge.

"The national master's martial arts are unparalleled. It is no problem for him to fight against ten thousand enemies alone. We, Hetuo, are a great country of Gu Dao. With a little preparation during the war, we can use whatever poison we have. If the Dali Dynasty really wants to break through Dali, it will suffer heavy losses, and it may even lose an arm..."

As soon as the word "national teacher" came out, the court calmed down a bit, and someone guessed in a comforting tone:

"The Dali Dynasty is well aware of this matter. If a war really breaks out, it will do more harm than good to them. It's probably just a threat, and they have other purposes..."

In the Golden Palace, the three dukes and nine ministers listened to their argument, mostly in silence.

As a hidden clan, Jiuli could not be said to be prosperous and its population was just so-so, so it was impossible for them to be present in the court. They just occupied important positions, and their subordinates were all trusted members of other families. Not many people knew that Jiuli secretly controlled Nanzhao.

After all, the more people who know about this, the easier it is to be exposed. However, the Dali Dynasty suddenly launched an uprising and is clearly heading straight for Jiuli.

They all knew that the news must have been leaked by the Fan family who had suffered a setback in Shu, but they were not too panicked.

Even if Nanzhao is gone, it doesn't mean Jiuli is gone. If the Dali Dynasty really attacks, they can take the gold, silver, jewels and treasures they have accumulated over the years and escape thousands of miles away...

Anyway, we have already squeezed this tiny country dry and taken advantage of it. Let this place do whatever it wants. There is no need to confront the Dali Dynasty head-on.

Nanzhao has no backbone, but Jiuli is the same... As long as Zhu Jiutian is alive, Jiuli can last for thousands of years.

While he was considering, the sound of rain outside the palace soon mixed with the sound of "thump thump thump" footsteps, and the messenger rolled and crawled into the Golden Palace.

The yellow flag at the back made the eyelids of the civil and military officials twitch. At such a time, there was an emergency of 800 miles. Everyone was nervous, fearing that they would hear the military news that the Dali Dynasty had dispatched troops.

"Report! The governor of Yongchang, the governor of Yongchang has been killed!"

?

The panting shouts of the messenger echoed in the hall, shocking all the civil and military officials into silence, and they looked at each other in bewilderment… If he was to be killed, he was to be killed. It would have been a big deal in the past, but did this require you to send a letter urgently over 800 miles?

Are you trying to scare people here?
Only the three dukes and nine ministers in the Jiuli tribe changed their expressions suddenly... Isn’t the governor of Yongchang Cui Xiangwei?

Cui Xiangwei was the patriarch of the Cui family and a direct disciple of Zhu Jiutian. He was also the undisputed backbone of the Jiuli tribe. How could he be killed?

Even the King of Nanzhao was awakened, looking confused. Later, he noticed that the messenger was holding a wooden box in his arms, and couldn't help asking, "What's in that box?"

"I don't know. This is a request from the Yongchang Jiedushi Mansion..." Xinzhi hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the box. The King of Nanzhao and the three dukes and nine ministers all came closer, without any courtesy between the monarch and his subjects.

The King of Nanzhao was already used to it. When the eunuch presented the box to him, a bloody smell instantly wafted out, and it turned out to be a head inside the box. The King of Nanzhao was so frightened that his face turned pale and he quickly took a few steps back.

"Put it down quickly, you're scaring Xiao Wang!"

The faces of the three dukes and nine ministers immediately turned gloomy. Was Cui Xiangwei really killed?
Someone noticed that there was a piece of paper under the head. When they pulled it out, they found it was a wanted poster stained with blood.

The wanted posters named the well-known "male and female arsonists" in Yongchang Road, but these officials did not recognize this kind of small arsonist. They had never seen Zhao Wumian and could not associate him with Zhao Wumian. They all looked puzzled.

Until someone turned the wanted poster over and saw a sentence written in flamboyant style on the back and read it out in a low voice.

"To pay for the wine, I drink three cups of blood, and light the sky with a dragon head at night..."

As soon as the words fell, the court fell into silence.

Boom————

There was a loud thunder outside the palace, and the pale light shone through the palace doors and windows, making the golden palace look as bright as day.

When the lightning faded, the civil and military officials in the court suddenly saw that a tall man in red had appeared in the hall and was standing in front of the wooden box.

The man in red wore his hair crown upright, his back was straight, and his hand with a jade ring was placed behind his waist, looking very noble.

Although there was only one person, when he appeared in the hall, everyone subconsciously tensed up and didn't dare to say much for fear of disturbing them.

The man in red raised his hand calmly, took the blood-stained wanted order, and silently looked at the poem on the paper. After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"Jiu'er? Xiao Jiu'er..."

His voice was still noble, yet it revealed an iron-like arrogance, much more like the King of Nanzhao than that young man.

The man in red suddenly smiled, "It turns out that Xiao Yuankong came to Nanzhao to avenge that woman."

The civil and military officials present remained silent, just thinking, the Dali Dynasty's army was approaching, the national teacher did not show up, the Yongchang Jiedushi was killed, and he did not show up either. But this man named Xiao Yuankong issued a letter of challenge, and he immediately showed up...

Who is this person named Xiao Yuankong?

Ta-da, ta-da————

The silver moon was like a hook, the night sky was clear, the wheat fields on both sides of the official road swayed gently in the wind, a galloping horse rushed through the loess official road, and the strong wind caused the wheat fields on both sides to shake suddenly.

Zhao Wumian sat behind Luo Xiangzhu, put his hand through her lower abdomen and tightly grasped the reins, then galloped on his horse towards Dali.

Because it was late at night, it was quiet and no one was around.

Luo Xiangzhu was wrapped in a cloak, tightly wrapped up. She leaned her delicate body back and leaned on his shoulder, looking virtuous, gentle and well-behaved. On her thigh was a bag of roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, which she bought in Yongchang.

Luo Xiangzhu felt that a whole chicken was more delicious when torn into pieces, so she did not ask the vendor to help tear it into pieces. She pinched the chicken leg bone with her small hands and tore off a piece of chicken leg meat with great generosity. The chicken meat seemed to sizzle with oil as it was separated, and the aroma was fragrant.

She lifted the chicken leg and put it between Zhao Wumian's mouth. After Zhao Wumian took a bite, she happily bit into the tender white chicken meat, feeling so refreshed that her big eyes narrowed into crescents.

Zhao Wumian sighed again in his heart. What did Luo Xiangzhu usually eat?
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Rouge Goose Breast, and Dried Eggplant Fish, even if they were in "Dream of Red Mansions", they would be a table full of delicacies. But now, just an ordinary roast chicken can make her have such an expression. The little mute has really suffered a lot during this period.

He leaned over and gave Luo Xiangzhu a big kiss on the face.

Luo Xiangzhu's body tensed up immediately, and she dared not eat anymore. She thought Zhao Wumian wanted to hug her and roll into the wheat field to do something bad... But after waiting for a few seconds and seeing nothing else, she relaxed a little, turned around and gave Zhao Wumian a blank look, then wiped her face with a handkerchief.

You ate roast chicken and your mouth was full of oil, which made my face dirty...

But she had no objection to just a kiss...and that was not included in the terms of the agreement.

She also wanted to kiss and hug her husband, but she couldn't take the initiative, otherwise she would appear shameless...

After wiping her face, she handed the chicken leg bone to Zhao Wumian's mouth. Zhao Wumian didn't need to do anything, as Sister Xiangzhu served him very well. After eating, she threw the bone into the wheat field to turn into nutrients. She bent down slightly and took out a wine jug from the saddle bag.

She unscrewed the cork, raised her arms and sleeves to cover her face, and gulped, acting like a noble lady with all the elegance and grace...but the wine inside was not wine, but plum juice, sour and sweet.

"call--"

After drinking half a pot of wine, Luo Xiangzhu let out a long sigh of relief, her red lips moist and juicy.

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but recall the wonderful feeling when he kissed those thin lips.

The touch is secondary, Sister Xiangzhu’s reaction is what is heart-warming.

Luo Xiangzhu didn't know what Zhao Wumian was thinking, so she turned around and raised the plum juice to feed Zhao Wumian. From Zhao Wumian's perspective, through the cloak, he could see Luo Xiangzhu's chest trembling in the bumpy ride of the horse, which was eye-catching.

After drinking the plum juice, Luo Xiangzhu put it into the saddle bag and took out a pot of pickled cucumbers to satisfy his craving. However, Zhao Wumian leaned over and asked, "Don't you feel any pain from swaying all the time?"

Luo Xiangzhu had an innocent look in her eyes, filled with confusion. What was swaying around?
"Let me help you hold it..."

Before she could react, she felt a large hand reaching into her cloak, then into the bottom of her shirt, and moving up her smooth, flat belly.

Luo Xiangzhu's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she arched her body and covered her chest tightly with her hands, but Zhao Wumian's hands had already gone in, and when she covered them, it seemed as if she was actively helping to press them.

She didn't know whether to let go or not, so she could only look back at Zhao Wumian with her beautiful eyes full of light.

You are lying. Didn’t you agree not to do this before getting married?

"I'm just helping the girl to press it, not doing anything excessive." Zhao Wumian said, even though he had experienced it before, he couldn't help but feel frightened at this moment.

The bamboo shoots were too big to hold, and when I held one down, the other trembled even more violently.

Luo Xiangzhu pursed her pink lips tightly, like a bullied young wife. She didn't dare to resist her overbearing husband at all. She just looked at him pitifully, then couldn't suppress the shame in her heart and quickly turned her head back.

The two of them rode their horses in silence for a few breaths before Luo Xiangzhu continued to tear off a piece of chicken and put it between his lips.

Now that things have come to this, let’s continue eating.

Just don’t give it to Zhao Wumian.

Huhuhu————

A strong wind blew in his face. By late night, Luo Xiangzhu was still a little cold, but now his body was burning hot and he was lucky enough not to have steam coming out of his head.

The big hand in his arms pressed the left bamboo shoot, then the right bamboo shoot, making Luo Xiangzhu's delicate body even more tense. Later, she had no appetite for eating the roast chicken. She felt so uncomfortable all over that she just leaned into Zhao Wumian's arms.

Her beautiful eyes are blurred, her breath is as fragrant as orchid, and her pretty face is flushed.

Zhao Wumian lowered his head.

Luo Xiangzhu had no appetite for the roast chicken, but Zhao Wumian was itching to try it and started to eat the roast chicken.

"Well--"

After a few breaths, Luo Xiangzhu realized that they were in the wilderness. If she didn't resist, Zhao Wumian would definitely hold her and carry her into the wheat field.

It is common for country girls to crawl into wheat fields. Luo Xiangzhu has been a country girl for Zhao Wumian for more than a month. She wouldn't follow in his footsteps, right?

She quickly pushed Zhao Wumian away, looked around, and tried to see if there was anyone around... But her move was completely unnecessary. Zhao Wumian knew that she was thin-skinned, so how could he bully her when there were people around?

Seeing that there was no one around, Luo Xiangzhu relaxed for a moment, changed the subject, raised his index finger, and his other little hand, like a human leg, paced in the air, heading towards the direction of the index finger.

How long will it take to get to Dali?

"When you came, you didn't bring the Jade Lion of the Night with you. Although the horse you're riding is pretty good, it can't run that many miles a day. We'll need a few more days. Let's take our time. We're not in a hurry."

Luo Xiangzhu nodded her head and looked up at the clear night sky.

It's late at night, we have to find a place to rest.

Luo Xiangzhu thought of the night in the dilapidated temple and suddenly lowered her head and covered her face, feeling so ashamed that her whole body itched.

"I have never been to Nanzhao before. Let's see if there are any towns along the way. If not, I'll bring a tent with me. I can always find a place to sleep." Zhao Wumian laughed a few times.

For a man of this rank, not to mention having affairs in a dilapidated temple, there are many who even hastily hold weddings in a temple. If it were Su Qingqi, Shen Xiangge and other girls, they would definitely not care... But everyone has their own style and temperament.

Hearing this, Luo Xiangzhu raised her head to look at him again. She was no longer shy, but instead a hint of curiosity flashed in her beautiful eyes.

You've been to a lot of places before, right?

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. "At that time, in order to find the wrong Jinboshan furnace, Jiu'er and I went all over the world, but we didn't travel all the time. Sometimes we would go back to Qingcheng Mountain to rest for a while and practice martial arts. We also went to the East China Sea, but we didn't find any clues about the wrong Jinboshan furnace. Instead, we played together at the beach for several days."

Zhao Wumian recalled some memories. At that time, he made a swimsuit for Jiuer by himself...but Jiuer scolded her for being shameless and immoral, and she never saw her wearing it.

The fabric for swimsuits is apparently too scarce for women in this world.

Luo Xiangzhu wanted to continue listening to Zhao Wumian's past, but when she thought about how Jiu'er was missing, she knew Zhao Wumian would definitely not want to talk about it, so she turned her eyes away and stopped asking questions.

Zhao Wumian had no taboos about this and said directly:
"I didn't know that Zhu Jiutian had poisoned Jiu'er, but that year, Zhuang Banxian... Mo Jingxue's master had a grudge against Jiu'er. He heard about us in the East China Sea and came to hunt us down. After Jiu'er severely injured him, the news leaked out, and Zhu Jiutian then made a comeback to steal the Crimson Pearl Jade..."

Zhao Wumian paused, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said:

"Zhu Jiutian fought with Jiu'er and was forced to retreat, but the poison in Jiu'er's body was also affected. After that, a few years later, Jiu'er abandoned me and went to an unknown place..."

Luo Xiangzhu finally understood why Zhao Wumian insisted on going to Dali to kill Zhu Jiutian.

She was afraid that Zhao Wumian would be sad, so she changed the subject intentionally. She felt around in her arms, took out a bag of candy beans, poured a few into her palm, and handed them to Zhao Wumian.

Look, I bought these sugar beans specially in Yongchang, remember? Back in Taiyuan, you used them as poison to threaten me!
Zhao Wumian chewed the candy beans, feeling heavy in his heart but sweet in his mouth.

He smiled and said, "At first I suspected whether there was any relationship between you and me, and later I thought it was a misunderstanding. As a result, I now know that Sister Xiangzhu and I have been engaged since childhood..."

Luo Xiangzhu also smiled sweetly.

It has actually only been more than half a year since I went to Taiyuan, but when I recall it now it seems like a lifetime ago. It’s filled with mixed feelings. Even now, I can’t really describe what it feels like.

The two of them whispered... Only Zhao Wumian was speaking, and Luo Xiangzhu was listening quietly. Their voices gradually faded away in the fields.

Then slowly, Luo Xiangzhu turned around without knowing when, raised her chin slightly, and closed her beautiful eyes.

boo~
Zhao Wumian's hands caressed Luo Xiangzhu's pink back, the two dimples behind her waist, and her smooth skin.

The horse was shaking and it was easy for it to bite its tongue, so Zhao Wumian picked up Luo Xiangzhu by the waist and flew into the wheat field.

The wheat is very tall, reaching up to the waist, but there are many mosquitoes in the summer. However, Zhao Wumian just shakes his internal energy casually, and all the mosquitoes within dozens of feet around him are turned into powder.

"Well!"

Luo Xiangzhu realized something and her pretty face suddenly turned red. She kept struggling, causing waves in the wheat field.

"My little country girl...isn't this what Sister Xiangzhu once said?"

Luo Xiangzhu's eyes widened. You even know this!? Have you been pretending to be unconscious?
She struggled even more violently. Yesterday it was a ruined temple, today it was a wheat field. Then, what would she do next time? She didn't even dare to think about it.

Do I have to sit on the dragon throne in the Taiji Hall after returning to Taiyuan... No, no, no, that would be too disrespectful. If my cousin saw me, she would be so angry that she would die.

As Luo Xiangzhu struggled, she suddenly felt a chill.

After all, Zhao Wumian didn't do anything too extreme when he was outside. He didn't take off the girl's clothes. He just stuck to her from behind, rubbing his ears against hers. He raised his hand to lift up the skirt under her cloak and unzipped the thin pants under her skirt...

Luo Xiangzhu covered her lips with both hands. Although she knew that with Zhao Wumian's martial arts, there was no way anyone could be around, but, but the sky was her blanket and the ground was her bed...

"Sister, let's worship heaven and earth..."

"Well……"

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I have a headache today, I'm not in good shape, I sat in front of the computer for a long time but couldn't type a few words, I'll write a little less for today, slowly...

There is also a subtitle for this chapter, "Lifting the Dragon Head and Shading the Sky at Night"... Brothers, please read it carefully.

(End of this chapter)