Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

Changletian has started to get lively. After all, the spring break is a good time for merchants to make a lot of money. Compared to that rest time, the weight of the Xundi can make people feel at ease.

Although Fu Xuan and Mo Feng walking together on the street did not cause a commotion, General Luofu would still attract attention. There were two more people beside General Luofu now. The pink-haired girl was obviously Fu Xuan's mother, and the other one, of course, everyone guessed that it was Fu Xuan's father.

After all, Fu Xuan's parents coming to Luofu was not some secret. Not to mention when he was a general, even when Fu Xuan was a fortune teller, he had no secrets at all, and the paparazzi had dug up all his privacy.

It's a well-known trouble, but it persists despite repeated bans.

"Luofu is well-known for its tourism industry, and Changletian is the most prosperous area in Luofu." Fu Xuan acted as a tour guide. "When you came, it was just the beginning of the spring break, so you couldn't see the hustle and bustle."

Fu Xuan roughly talked about which shops were worth a look and which ones were more of a rip-off. These were the experiences he and Mo Feng had gathered from wandering around on a daily basis. The shop he visited most often was probably the tea shop next to Buyehou.

After buying milk tea, you can also listen to Buyehou's storytelling, isn't it wonderful?

Fu Xuan spent money to buy four cups of Immortal Happy Tea.

The shop owner was reluctant to accept the money at first. After all, Fu Xuan was an old customer and now a general. He had received so many favors from the general and it was only right and proper for him to treat the general to a drink.

But Fu Xuan simply left four cups of Immortal Happy Tea on the counter and left.

She never needs small favors, even if they are not for ulterior motives. Mo Feng might accept it, but Fu Xuan's personality habit is that he doesn't like to accept other people's kindness casually, whether it is from the heart or for ulterior motives. This is where their values ​​are quite different.

"Very popular--" Fu Chen took everything into consideration.

Although there may be an artificial element in it to attract customers, its sincerity is still worthy of recognition. That is to say, Fu Xuan's policies that win the hearts of the people have brought him his current prestige.

"No, you haven't seen Mo Feng's prestige. If he goes to the Yunqi Camp and yells, maybe a group of Yunqi will dare to come to the Shen Ce Mansion and take down the signboard and replace it with the Mo family's old house." Fu Xuan said with a smile.

Mo Feng pretended to cough twice and took the milk tea handed to him by Fu Xuan.

As the four of them walked down the street, many people still greeted them. In Luofu, generals were not high-ranking beings from the sky who were bossing people around, but ordinary people walking on the streets of the world.

At first, some Luofu people were still a little worried about whether these two young people could manage Luofu well. After all, this was the first time in Luofu history, no, in Xianzhou history, that two generals ruled together. There were too many cases in history where people fell apart because of power. People lost their eyes in front of money, and love was vulnerable to these sugar-coated cannons of decadence.

Everyone was afraid that Mo Feng would quarrel with Fu Xuan because of power, and even if the two of them cooperated, they might be hindered because of unclear rights and responsibilities. The people of Luofu, ordinary people, would suffer from their imbalance.

But the fact is, the two of them handled things very well. Mo Feng usually only worried about military affairs, and he was also the one who mediated in diplomacy, while Fu Xuan handled people's livelihood, economy, and policy management.

Of course, there are overlaps. How can you completely avoid overlaps? Moreover, sometimes when Fu Xuan is undecided, he will consult with Mo Feng. After all, Mo Feng also understands economics and is even better than some experts in some aspects. Sometimes, Mo Feng will ask Fu Xuan to draft some ideas for the governance of the army. After all, Fu Xuan is also a talent in command.

They also have quarrels and loud debates because of their different attitudes on some things. But once that happens, both of them will tacitly put the matter aside, and after calming down, they will apologize to each other and then discuss it again. They will learn from each other's correct aspects, after all, sometimes misunderstandings are just missing a certain sentence.

Arguing is meant to make things better, not to prevent them from being done.

Either of them could be very competent for the position of general, and their joint work did not cause any hindrance or sluggishness, but instead produced a chemical reaction where one plus one was greater than two. It was because of this that the work of Luofu's revival was able to proceed perfectly, and the economy even had a tendency to surpass that before the star nuclear disaster.

After all, Qingque of Taibusi hasn't paid out of his own pocket for a long time.

Fu Xuan and Mo Feng proved to the people of Luofu that under their leadership, Luofu would enter a golden age and a new era of rapid development. They also silenced those people in other immortal boats of the Immortal Boat Alliance who disliked them.

After visiting Changletian’s store, Fu Xuanmofeng took his parents to some scenic places in Liuyundu and Huixing Port, and admired Jianmu (although it was a gift of abundance, it was still beautiful to admire).

Before they knew it, the four of them had been strolling around until dark.

Several people sat down in a teahouse to listen to a story. It was the first time for Fu Chen to hear a Luofu man tell a story, while Fu Xuan had long been tired of it. The storyteller was talking about the Battle of Fanghu, which was also the third Fengraomin War.

After all, this story was as popular as the Su Hu Rebellion, and with the artistic processing, the tragic human tragedy had added a legendary color. After all, that was the frontier of the Emperor Bow Siming, and the unprecedented and desperate arrow was unforgettable to all the people in the Xianzhou. That arrow made the people in the Xianzhou realize the power of the star god they followed.

The story deliberately conceals who proposed to Jing Yuan the plan of seeking help with the Kanyun Mirror, and only mentions that it was a young girl. After all, even now, some people still have mixed opinions about "ending the war with a single arrow from the star god that makes no distinction between friend and foe." Guilt is guilt, and the tragic deaths of many people on the Fanghu Immortal Boat are inseparable from this young girl.

Who is this girl?

The four people present knew...it was Fu Xuan himself.

However, Fu Xuan himself was still drinking Xing Yu Bobo leisurely with his eyes closed.

Originally Mo Feng was worried that this kind of story would irritate Fu Xuan, but seeing that Fu Xuan seemed to no longer care about it, he stopped asking any more questions, fearing that he would make things worse.

"You just looked at my face for a full fifteen seconds. Is there anything wrong with my face?" Fu Xuan asked with his eyes open.

Mo Feng almost forgot that Fu Xuan had a third eye. Isn't it a bit of a waste of your talent to use this magic eye to see the real world?

Fu Xuan certainly knew what Mo Feng was thinking, and she also knew exactly what her parents were thinking. She put down her milk tea and glanced at the storyteller with her golden eyes: "Mo Feng, if there is only one path for your predetermined fate, do you think life is just a script?"

"What about the script? Just live your life the way you want." Mo Feng didn't care and didn't understand Fu Xuan's intention in asking this question.

Fu Xuan continued, "The divination result of the Battle of Fang Hu was that no matter how many reinforcements the Immortal Boat sent, they would all return empty-handed. The only turning point was that Fang Hu could defend the boat, but no one knew what the turning point was, and it could not be predicted by divination."

"The final outcome was the same. No matter how many cloud riders and flying warriors Yuque and Luofu sent to help Fang Hu, what greeted them was the living star [Jidu Mirage]." Fu Xuan said expressionlessly, "My master has always said that fate has only one path from beginning to end. We fortune tellers must seek benefits and avoid harm. No matter how unbelievable the result is, we can only choose the most suitable path."

Mo Feng listened quietly. Fu Xuan definitely didn't just want to tell a story.

"I asked the master with the broken arm, if I divined today and found out that I would die tomorrow, would I have to commit suicide today? Then what difference does it make whether I divined or not?"

"I still remember what he said in response to me. The difference is that we know that we are walking on the predetermined destiny. As long as the fortune teller believes in it devoutly and then carries it out while seeking benefits and avoiding harm, one day we can achieve the supreme goal of our Xianzhou and eradicate the plague that brings disaster to our ancestors." Fu Xuan said.

This was the first time that Fu Xuan mentioned these little stories to her parents, because this was a long-standing pain that she could not let go of, and no one could help her except herself.

"In other words, we can completely abandon our personal interests. As long as the result is beneficial to the Immortal Boat, we will not hesitate even if it means our sacrifice, right?" Mo Feng understood.

"Yeah. That's it - so, back to the previous question, if our fate is destined to be a tragedy, are you still willing to continue to play this script with me?" Fu Xuan looked at Mo Feng and asked.

"You know what? The quality of a script is not determined by the ending, but by who plays it." Mo Feng smiled and said, "It all depends on human effort."

Fu Xuan smiled and nodded without saying anything else.

Even if all this cannot be changed, we should at least enjoy the present, right?