Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Zhao Wuya had been busy all day, so tired that his bones ached and his brain ached.

He squatted on the table for a while, then got up after a while, practicing silently for a while to drive away his fatigue, but faced with the table full of accounting paperwork, he had no intention of dealing with it.

Don't want to write at all.

The Patriarch refused to let go of power, and his attitude has become clearer. The people who support him and the Patriarch's tribe are fiercely opposed, and they quarrel when they meet.

If possible, Zhao Wuya would like to directly chop off the head of the Patriarch and take the position. The problem is that he doesn't have that strength now, and the powerful elders in the family are all watching with cold eyes.

trouble.

He tore a piece of paper, and tore it into shreds. As he tore it, he suddenly remembered Hu. He didn't know how he was doing in Huxianju.He picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, and wrote some nonsense on the paper: "How is the food, did you sleep well? Is there anyone who tripped you? Is it safe?" After writing, he tore it into a square and folded it into a thousand paper cranes. , and threw it out in one breath.

The Thousand Paper Crane turned over in the air, flapped its wings and flew out through the window.

He stared at the dark night outside the window for a while, then tore up the paper.

The elder asked him when he would hold the funeral ceremony with Hu Liao, and he had seriously considered it.But recently he is too busy. If he really wants to hold a banquet according to the etiquette of Taoist companions, it will take at least half a month to prepare. He is already exhausted just dealing with those people. Get into any trouble again.

If you really want to do it... Hu Li still hasn't accepted him in his heart, so it's better not to do it, the twisted melon is not sweet.

He slumped back on the chair, drowsy and about to fall asleep again, suddenly the tip of his nose itched, as if something was beating all the time, he grabbed it casually: a ball of paper.

So fast?He spread out the paper in surprise, and simply wrote a few words on the back of the question: "Eat well, sleep well, no one will cause trouble, so don't worry about it."

Zhao Wuya looked at these simple words and laughed smirkly.

Hu Li has been living a peaceful life.

Although he was so stable that he himself was a little strange, logically speaking his identity was exposed, and those who wanted to attack Zhao Wuya would definitely attack him, but no, never did.

He can't figure it out, and he doesn't bother to guess.

Candoushan and Weisheng are very busy, busy moving and packing, and he helps with chores.Although I didn't ask why, the scene in front of me seemed familiar. In the calyx, they had packed things in such a hurry.

And he had nothing to fix.There are too many baskets in the room to fit, and if there are too many baskets, just sell them.

In the early morning of the next day, a carriage sent by the princess came to pick Candou Mountain into the palace. Hu Xianju became even more empty after a night of tidying up.Weisheng pulled a stool and sat down in front of him, with a serious face: "I'm asking you, you have to answer seriously. If Dongkang is in chaos, the Zhao family will also collapse. Where do you want to go?"

……

"Why did the shopkeeper suddenly ask this, I don't know."

"You can't be a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day. You have to think carefully now, think carefully."

Tiche Palace is very quiet.

Princess Mingru sat waiting for him in the bamboo pavilion. There was a tea set and two cups of green tea on the stone table.He bowed according to the courtesy: "I have seen Her Royal Highness."

"Master Cang, please sit down, this tea has just been brewed, and I'm waiting for you to come. Try how the tea is brewed."

No matter how well the tube is soaked, just pretend to take a sip and then boast in different ways.After taking a sip, Cangdoushan began to use his nonsense skill, flattered Wenya without changing his expression, the elegant flattery was very effective, and the princess was smiling.

The princess took a sip of tea, and then talked about the upcoming [-]th birthday of the Empress Dowager. She wanted to ask him to write a picture of the [-]th birthday. Just fill in the words and outline them.

"It's that simple?" Cang Doushan was puzzled, "Princess, can I have a look at the base map first?"

"That's natural." Mingru ordered someone to present the base map, a light lead draft, which is impressively block letters "Shou".Cangdoushan couldn't help laughing when he saw it, but he couldn't.He just nodded solemnly: "I must live up to the princess's entrustment and write this picture well."

Mingru ordered someone to roll it up and put it away, and said with a smile: "Yesterday, everyone went to see King Huai, what did you say?"

Cang Doushan was startled, shook his head and smiled, "It's just talking about some book knowledge, I'm ashamed that Xiaosheng is busy with cultivation, I haven't read a book for a long time, and I still can't answer some questions."

"The book King Huai invited into the library to read must not be an ordinary book." Ming Ru seemed to be pointing, smiling meaningfully.Cang Doushan's expression remained unchanged, and he said ambiguously: "The library of Prince Huai's Mansion has a huge collection of books, and countless rare and rare books, of course it is unusual."

"Bengong refers to the most unusual book." Ming Ruqiao smiled sweetly, "I'm afraid you don't know that all the guards around him are no better than a single guard in the library."

Cang Doushan forced a smile: "Really? I'm sorry I'm blunt, I really didn't feel it."

"Those people probably hid it." Mingru bowed her head and took a sip of her tea, "Did he show you the Xihe Heart Scroll?"

Cang Dou Shan's back suddenly tensed, and he didn't speak.

"Did I also tell you a story about a low-status disciple who took advantage of the chaos to take away the foundation of the sect when the sect was in chaos, and went out to fight hard to conquer the world?"

The eyes of Cangdou Mountain are floating towards the sky, and the red maple outside the pavilion is as gorgeous as the mouth of a beautiful cherry, layer upon layer dyeing to the sky.

Mingru smiled and said, "He's too embarrassed to brag!"

……

"Why don't I let Ben Gong tell another version of the story, I wonder if everyone is interested?"

Cang Doushan nodded: "I would like to hear the details."

Ming Rudao: "Once upon a time, there was a Zhao family member who was an elder of the Great Sect. They had a high status and were qualified to have access to the fundamental artifact of the sect. When the world was in chaos, the court was in dire straits, and the Great Sect was implicated. They all came together to crusade against the partition, and the big sect fought hard, but in the end they could not avoid the fate of extinction. When the sect was overthrown, the elder surnamed Zhao quietly escaped from the sect with the artifact."

"His cultivation base is quite strong. He opened a small sect outside and accepted a person with good talent as a disciple. He regarded him as the hope of inheriting the legacy of the sect. I don't want that disciple to know the existence of the artifact. I became greedy, and when I made some small achievements in cultivation, I stole the artifact and escaped from the sect, recruited troops and bought horses, and fought everywhere, and the land I conquered became bigger and bigger."

"After sitting on the dragon chair, he believed that the artifact brought him good luck, and kept the artifact in the depths of the palace. Later, the descendants of the elder Zhao took back the artifact with the help of the secret method left by their ancestors, and put down a fake to cover up people's eyes and ears. It just so happened that the emperor who betrayed his teacher died of illness, and no one in the palace recognized the real artifact, and he was deceived for many years."

"When people in the royal family find out that the artifacts that have been enshrined are counterfeit, the Zhao family that has mastered the artifacts has risen and controlled all aspects of the court. The royal family has no way to get back the artifacts, so they have to wait patiently."

"Later... the dynasty was in turmoil, and the Zhao family, which was attached to the dynasty, also began to be in turmoil. During a dispute over the head of the family, a prince took the opportunity to send someone to take back the artifact, and hid it in the library for strict defense."

The tea was cold, and Ming Ru ordered someone to replace it with a new pot of flower and fruit tea. The transparent glazed big-bellied tea bottle contained half a bottle of light golden tea with floating flowers and half-cut berries. The fruity fragrance mixed with the floral fragrance was quite strange. .Mingru poured himself a shallow cup and smiled at him: "Would you like to have a taste too?"

Cangdoushan nodded, light gold tea mixed with berries and safflowers flowed into the cup, Cangdoushan took a sip, the tea taste was light, more berry sweet and safflower, unique flavor.

"Now, can everyone tell me what King Huai told you yesterday?"

Cangdoushan felt that the fruit tea tasted good, pulled the teapot over and poured another cup: "Tell me the story you told at the beginning, princess."

"Is that all?"

"He wants me to be the medium between the artifact and the altar of the country, to integrate the luck of the artifact with the destiny of the country, and promises to make me a national teacher after success."

Mingru couldn't stop laughing: "Does he really want to do this?"

Cang Doushan grasped this point keenly: "How to say?"

There was a sneer on Mingru's face: "At the beginning of the founding of the country, a counselor under Gaozu who knew the existence of the artifact also suggested so."

"Then?"

"They did, and he died. No one can withstand the power of an artifact."

Cang Doushan was not surprised at all, but felt a little strange about Huai Wang's actions: "Since someone has already tried it, why is he still unwilling to give up?"

"A dead horse should be a living horse doctor." Mingru took a sip of tea, and elegantly used a silver spoon to transfer the soaked red flowers onto the white bone china plate, like a drop of bright blood dripping on it.

"The life and death of this dynasty has nothing to do with me." Cang Doushan said indifferently, "For thousands of years, prosperity, the people suffer, and death, the people suffer."

Mingru smiled: "Yes." No more words.

She knew she had won the round.If Cang Doushan did not side with King Huai, it was a victory.

On the way back, Cang Dou Shan felt that he was being followed.

Hidden in the crowd, like a sticky candy that can't be shaken off, it sticks to his back coldly, and can't shake it off no matter what, Cangdoushan tried several times, and finally confirmed that the other party's cultivation level is higher than his own, no matter how he tries to avoid it, he can't In vain: he will always return to Huxianju in the end.

Fortunately, most of the things in the house were packed last night.

When he returned to Huxianju, Weisheng was carefully stewing silver snow fungus and mandarin orange soup, which had a sweet aroma.

"Are you back? Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Cang Doushan said taking off his shoes and putting on slippers, accidentally caught a glimpse of Hu Liao looking up at him, his heart skipped a beat, he hesitated to speak.

Hu Li frowned, and continued to weave the basket.

After the tangerine soup was stewed, Weisheng spooned a bowl for him to try it out, and he praised it sincerely, making Weisheng's heart burst with joy.

A bowl of soup was divided into three portions, and I drank my own portion. My fingers hurt from making it up, and I didn't want to make it up again, so I just put it down and sat in a daze.Cang Dou Shan came over and asked, "How are you thinking?"

Hu Liao lowered his head and smiled: "Just let it go, step on the watermelon rind, it doesn't matter where you slip."

Cang Doushan was amused by him, and then became serious: "Really? What if Zhao Wuya dies? You formed a sympathy bond with him. If he dies, you will also be affected."

Hu Li was stunned for a while: "Oh..." He lowered his head as if indifferent: "He has whatever he wants, I have nothing, and I can't help, I can only weave baskets here, I'm lucky if I don't create trouble for him gone."

"You don't seem to have practiced much recently."

Hu Li's smile stagnated: "I can't go up."

No matter how hard you try, you can't get up.It seems to have reached a dead end, and at the end of the dead end is a south wall that cannot be broken no matter what.

The Zhao family washed his meridians and spiritual power, but failed to reverse his way. His way has been distorted to the point where he cannot move forward.

Perhaps one day, he will eventually become a drag on Zhao Wuya's legs, and then...hehe.