Devil’s Advent

The carriage stopped downstairs at Zuifeng.

The regent walked in front, the swordmaker followed behind him, and Zheng Fan and Chen Daxia were at the end.

Uncle Zheng's mind is full of absurdity now,

I came out yesterday humming and humming again and again, but I had an uncomfortable sleep, so I have to go back again today?

Uncle Zheng can choose no now,

But saying no to that white-robed man was actually the greatest offense to him;

He is the regent, he is the emperor, he is a king, he promises everything he says, and he makes a constitution.

Furthermore, from the standpoint of the role of 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's wedding banquet.

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

From the corner of Uncle Zheng's eyes, he glanced at Chen Daxia standing beside him,

Daxia Chen still owes him favors,

Uncle Zheng believed that if Chen Daxia was asked to strike the regent with his sword at this time, Chen Daxia would not hesitate and would directly strike the sword.

Because the regent is not from Gan, but from Chu.

Even if the current situation is that Gan Chu unites against Yan,

But if you do the math, it's boundless.

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

Therefore, he can draw a sword.

The problem, however, is that the Swordmaker is with the Regent.

Uncle Zheng has seen the horror of the sword master before. Even if the sword maker can't reach the level of the sword master in front of Xuehaiguan, but even if it is equivalent to the previous sword master, it is definitely not a sword master. able to compete.

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

Although there have always been rumors in the Jianghu that the swordmaker is actually a parallel importer, and it is true that he can make swords, but he is actually not good at swordsmanship, and he is just promoted to the position of the Four Great Swordsmen. Had to pull him in to make up the numbers.

Uncle Zheng once specifically asked Yu Huaping about this matter, but Yu Huaping's answer was simple: I don't know.

Then,

Yu Huaping pointed to the broth in front of him,

road:

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

and,

Is the swordmaker a parallel importer, and what is the probability of it being a parallel importer, 10%? 20%? Thirty percent? Or 70% to 90%?

All of these are meaningless to Uncle Zheng.

Because what Uncle Zheng needs to face is only zero and one.

He knows kung fu,

he doesn't know kung fu;

Correspondingly, it is death and life. It is impossible for a swordmaker to know kung fu with a 70% probability and then 70% of Uncle Zheng dies.

To put it another way,

If Uncle Zheng is the real loyal minister of Dayan, the real second Tian Wujing, who would do anything for the future of Dayan, then Uncle Zheng might just fight together with Daxia Chen, and there is nothing to consider.

Once the regent dies, the Chu Kingdom that has just been re-integrated from the prince's rebellion is likely to fall apart again. The temptation is too great.

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

calm face,

I kept thinking about these things in my mind,

The footsteps have been following steadily,

The carriage was not very big, but it was very spacious. The regent and the swordmaker had already boarded the carriage.

Only then did Zheng Fan feel stunned. He glanced at Chen Daxia standing beside him, then got into the carriage and sat in it.

The regent sits in the middle, the swordmaker sits on one side, and Zheng Fan and Chen Daxia sit on the same side.

The driver was an old man with white beard and white hair. Zheng Fan noticed him when he got in the car. How should I put it, this old man looked like a sweeping monk.

Where is there a real driver with unstained fingernails and pantyhose that are as clean as new?

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

Uncle Zheng sat there with a gesture of resignation;

well,

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

Perhaps it was because of Yao Zizhan's poem that the regent was in a good mood, and he couldn't help but said to Zheng Fan:

Mr. Su Xiao has been with Master Yao for several years, is there any excellent work that you can share with us to relieve the lack of travel?

Um?

Uncle Zheng could tell that the Prince Regent had a ruthless and decisive appearance on the outside, and he could be described as sweeping away fallen leaves with a gale when he dealt with his brothers, but inside, he had a serious plot.

The junior's clumsy work, I'm really embarrassed to take it out and dirty the ears of the seniors.

The regent waved his hand and said: It's okay, read it to Pinpin, it's like Yan people like heavy taste, dry people like sweet, I Chu people like fresh, I always feel that there is no real dish that everyone likes, but as long as it is dishes, there will always be a group of people who like what suits their tastes.”

Then, the junior will show his shame.

The regent sat upright, showing a respect.

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

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

In fact, Chen Daxia panicked;

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

Chen Daxia has never read Zheng Zi's Art of War, but simply thinks that it is very normal for a general to write a military book, just like a swordsman uses a sword.

Chen Daxia was worried that Zheng Fan would not be able to hold back, and he was also thinking about what he should do.

Zheng Fan pursed his lips and exhaled,

Chanted:

Furious, leaning on the railing...

...

Jiahe is ashamed, but it has not yet snowed. When will the hatred of the courtiers be destroyed? Drive a long car and step through the sky and mountains. The aspirations eat the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laugh and talk about thirsting for the blood of swallows and slaves.

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

After reciting a word,

Uncle Zheng closed his eyes silently,

He thought that this poem was enough to pass the test, and in terms of weather, it was more magnificent than Yao Zizhan's previous Capital Governor's Hunting Ci.

Poetry, the small way is the art of rhetoric, and the big way is the presentation of the gully in the chest.

For example, Yue Wumu's Ci and Taizu's Ci may not overly pursue exquisiteness and exquisiteness in the use of words and diction, but in terms of weather and layout, they are really small.

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

However, what made Uncle Zheng more satisfied was that he was able to change a few places in Manjianghong very quickly to cater to the current situation, which can be described as extremely witty and timely.

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

Uncle Zheng returned the gift immediately,

Because he was sitting in the carriage, it was impossible to stand up, so he was a little cramped, but Uncle Zheng still had just the right amount of shyness and embarrassment on his face.

The swordmaker also leaned back slightly, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and shouted to the old man driving outside:

Here comes the wine!

The old man driving the car untied the wine gourd from his waist and threw it in.

The wine gourd flew in with an extremely fast speed, but the swordmaker didn't intend to catch it.

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

Then,

The wine gourd directly hit the regent sitting in the first seat.

Subsequently,

A scene that shocked Zheng Fan appeared,

With a wave of the regent's fingertips, a burst of energy surged out and hit the wine gourd. The wine gourd spun in the air, and finally landed firmly in the hands of the regent.

... Uncle Zheng.

Me, your uncle!

Uncle Zheng is now a sixth-rank martial artist. To be honest, he is really not low. Once he takes off his official uniform and goes to the rivers and lakes, he can attract a gang to come out, find a small town, and open a martial arts gym to recruit apprentices.

A sixth-rank martial artist may be in the battle, that is to say, he will be gone, and there will be no splashes, but in the rivers and lakes or small places, when catching a pair and fighting one-on-one, it is enough to have a reputation.

But Uncle Zheng knew very well that even though he was just picking up a wine gourd, he couldn't control his vigor so freely.

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

It turned out well,

Just counting the sword maker, but never thinking about the regent of Great Chu, he himself is also a warrior, I don't know what level he is, but he must be higher than himself.

Generally speaking, it is rare for someone to sit in a high position and have a high level of cultivation at the same time. After all, human energy is limited.

Therefore, among the four major swordsmen, Li Liangshen is the commander-in-chief of the army, and the other three, the sword makers are from a family, and they don't care much about common affairs, while the sword master and Baili sword are purely from the rivers and lakes.

However, nothing is absolute, just like the Marquis of Jingnan, who has reached the pinnacle of personal force, and at the same time is an extremely powerful minister, holding heavy troops in his hands, and using them like a god.

Therefore, it doesn't make sense that if your Dayan can produce a Tian Wujing, his Dachu can't produce a regent.

Moreover, if the children of the royal family or the aristocratic family are really talented since they were young, and they are willing to be ruthless about themselves and practice hard, they will definitely have much more advantages than ordinary people in climbing the height of their cultivation in the future.

Uncle Zheng sighed slightly in his heart,

Now,

He had completely let go of his desperate fight to steal a chicken.

And here, both the regent and the swordmaker were immersed in the artistic conception of Uncle Zheng's song Manjianghong.

The regent pulled out the cork, took a sip of the wine, and handed it to the swordmaker beside him.

The swordmaker took it and took a sip too.

The regent looked at Zheng Fan and said with emotion: Dagan, it's really a place where cultures gather. Master Yao has taken in a good apprentice, a good apprentice!

The swordmaker also said:

Aspirations hungry for the meat of Hulu, laughing and talking about drinking the blood of swallows and slaves; tsk tsk, this scene, this courage, this pattern, admiration, admiration, this poem can be said to express the real battle smoke.

The regent nodded and asked, Jiaheshi, is it about when the Yan people went south to conquer the country?

Yes, at that time, the younger generation was in the capital, and the horseshoe of the Yan people once came outside my capital city. The younger generation couldn't sleep at night, and only hated that I was useless as a scholar.

Therefore, I hope that the soldiers and civilians of our country can work hard in the future, and the Northern Expedition will be successful as soon as possible, and the shame will be avenged.

It's really proud.

The regent sighed, obviously, he thought of Chu.

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

Qianguo was beaten all the way to the capital city by the cavalry of the Yan army, and the Chu people left 40,000 Qingluan army corpses and a Zhuguo under Yupan city.

Therefore, this poem is really suitable for the occasion, and it will make Chu people feel very substituting.

The regent said, I hope that both the Chu people and the Gan people can work hard and beat the Yan people's arrogance down as soon as possible.

Uncle Zheng immediately answered, This is exactly what my Dagan's family wishes, it is also what my family teachers wish, it is also what the younger generation wishes, and it is what my Dagan and the people of Dachu wish.

The people of Yan are militaristic, ignorant of enlightenment and etiquette. They are really a country of gentleness and scum. The people of Yan are a country of etiquette. How can they be bullied by beasts for a long time?

My generation, be strong!

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

The regent is obviously very satisfied with Zheng Fan.

Scholars, you don’t need to know soldiers. After all, since the Great Xia, there are only a few of that kind of Confucian commanders in the entire East.

As a scholar, it is already a duty to express pride in poetry and encourage blood in lyrics.

Uncle Zheng took the wine gourd from the swordmaker, and he didn't bother to wipe the mouth of the gourd, and took a big gulp.

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

happy!

The regent smiled hehe and said: We are the ones who are happy. With Mr. Su Xiao's poem to accompany the wine, this journey will not be considered lonely.

You speak too seriously.

Then, the carriage fell silent.

On the one hand, the regent is still quietly reminiscing about the song Manjianghong, on the other hand, it may be that he is getting closer and closer to the Bieyuan, and other thoughts in his heart gradually began to increase.

This made Uncle Zheng feel relieved, he was really afraid that the regent would continue to chat with him about family matters, you must know that he is just a counterfeit, if he really wants to chat about family matters, he must miss the bottom line.

the carriage shakes,

It's getting closer and closer to Bieyuan.

Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that he was going in and out too frequently, as if he was visiting a kiln. He went today, took a rest all night, and thought about going again the next day.

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

I have been in and out of Bieyuan as the shopkeeper of the Fanjiazhu Shop,

The worshipers of the Qu family in the inner courtyard of the Bieyuan have all seen themselves,

Now I will go back with other identities,

Isn't it going to be exposed directly?

With that in mind,

Immediately, Uncle Zheng lost his previously settled mind, and began to feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The swordmaker continued to drink,

As if seeing Uncle Zheng's gaffe, he asked:

Mr. Su is sweating?

Zheng Fan immediately said:

It's really, it's really junior... I'm too strong to drink.

Hehe. Hearing this, the swordsmith just smiled and continued drinking.

...

At this time, in the royal garden, teams of imperial guards marched in and took over the defense of the inner circle.

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

Afterwards, a group of Fengchao guards went straight into the inner courtyard, and Qu's priests, who had been guarding the inner courtyard, also left consciously after seeing this, without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, all the eunuchs and maids in the inner court were also cleared out. In the entire inner court, only the fourth princess and the chief eunuch of the inner court, Mr. Zhao Cheng and Eunuch Zhao, remained.

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

After all, he was the leader of the beggar gang in Xiayong City last month. Although he is ruthless and tenacious, the formation of a pattern cannot be completed in a day or two, so he did not guess this scene. What the hell does that mean.

Instead, the princess,

When faced with this situation,

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

With no maids around, she began to dress herself.

look at yourself in the mirror,

She suddenly felt a little strange.

certainly,

She knew who was coming,

he,

It really came.

...

The Regent's carriage had never been inspected since it entered the imperial courtyard, and the imperial guards had already secured the key points along the way, so the carriage was able to go straight into the inner courtyard and stopped in the inner courtyard.

After Zhao Cheng saw the carriage coming in with such fanfare,

I still haven't figured out which god is coming, I only know that it must be a big shot.

The common people in this era are not so sensitive about the private visit of the emperor's micro-service, and there are not so many drama books to popularize, so Zhao Cheng didn't expect that it was normal.

Eunuch Zhao knelt in front of the carriage, trembling.

The carriage curtains were drawn,

the first to come out,

is the Regent,

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

Chen Daxia and the sword maker also came down, and the last one to come down was Uncle Zheng, who was overwhelmed by alcohol and also temporarily put down the stone in his heart.

call……

fine,

was cleared,

Otherwise, I'm really playing around.

These days I'm always dancing on the tip of a knife, and sooner or later I'll have a heart attack.

At this time, Chen Daxia took the initiative to walk up to the sword maker and said:

Sir, can you enlighten me?

Chen Daxia is a simple person, of course, it is normal for his image to do such a thing.

The sword maker was a little surprised at first, but he nodded with a smile, motioning for Daxia Chen to follow him to the other side, and said at the same time:

I don't dare to teach you, come, show me your sword, dance for a while, and I can help you see if your sword is used or not, and then tempered and modified.

Thank you sir.

After finishing speaking, Chen Daxia followed the swordmaker 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 Chen Daxia's Look at me and do things is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

After being stunned for a long time, Zheng Fan came to his senses, guessing whether Chen Daxia meant that he had lured the sword maker away for himself, and he could do whatever he wanted to do with the rest?

Perhaps, in Chen Daxia's opinion, he accidentally trapped Zheng Fan, the uncle of the Yan people, into the nest of the Chu people, so after thinking hard about it, he finally thought of a way.

But Uncle Zheng had long since given up using force.

The carriage driver also went out after driving the carriage in, so now there is only Uncle Zheng beside the carriage and Eunuch Zhao who has been kneeling there for a long time and dare not lift his head.

Uncle Zheng licked his lips, stretched out his foot and kicked Zhao Cheng's leg,

road:

Pour me a glass of water.

Yes, yes, huh?

Zhao Cheng suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar.

When he got up, he couldn't help but take the opportunity to raise his head and look at the person in front of him.

catches the eye,

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

Zhao Cheng was at a standstill first,

Immediately, he kicked his legs, and the whole person fell to the ground firmly,

mouth exclaimed:

Mom!

Fortunately, when Zheng Fan's eyes turned cold, Zhao Cheng immediately stopped his voice, and without making any more noise, he immediately got up to pour tea.

before leaving,

Can't help but glance at Uncle Zheng very sadly,

This son-in-law doesn't come to the princess's place as often as you do!

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