Your Majesty, he has a backache and brain fever

As Xia Moshi's memories gradually recovered, Xia Xuhuai became more and more aware of Xia Moshi's evil tastes. To describe it with a word he learned in the novelty era he saw in his dream, it was heaven and earth.

For a while, he said that the regent was bullying the king, and for a while, he wanted to act like a gangster, molesting the regent from words to actions.

Sometimes on the street, in front of Xia Xuhuai, she would praise the girl who set up a stall selling gadgets, from her appearance to her temperament, from her makeup to her craftsmanship, and she went all the way to curry favor with others. At the end of the alley, the words he said were not heavy, and the hidden guards who were hiding at the side couldn't help but sweat for him, but one of the parties was unaware, and he was still talking about it, and the other was just laughing. Without speaking, it is unfathomable.

At first, Xia Moshi thought it was fun, but later, seeing Xia Xuhuai's expression on his face became more and more monotonous, more and more patterned, as if wearing a wholesale mask, and his smile remained unchanged, he gradually felt that It's dull, and a little apprehensive.

Hearing the volume of the person beside him getting lower and lower, Xia Xuhuai finally asked: "Why did you stop, keep talking, I'm listening. I'll also learn what to say next time I see a beautiful girl. "

Surprised by Xia Xuhuai's reaction at last, Xia Moshi was only immersed in the excitement that he had finally touched his emotions, completely reckless, without the slightest desire to survive, and continued to chatter: "Did you hear that?" I praised other girls, you are jealous, or you are jealous that I am more popular with girls than you. You, you are usually too serious, like this, it’s good to smile more. "

As he said that, he even pressed the upward curve of his lips with his hands, looked around for a few seconds, and nodded with satisfaction: "Hey, this is right, I guarantee you can win a lot of hearts."

"Oh, is that so?" Xia Xuhuai walked forward on his own after listening, and said as he walked, "Then I have to give it a try."

When Xia Mo was left alone, he stood there stunned. This, this plot direction, isn't right.

Looking up again, Xia Xuhuai's pair of long legs had already strode a long way, and he was almost approaching a girl. Xia Moshi had a big hole in his heart. I'm going to flirt with girls!

Xia Moshi hurried forward, pushed Xia Xuhuai away who had just stopped in front of the girl, put his hands on his shoulders, and said convincingly: "That girl looks like a famous woman with a master.你好，免得你被人家的情郎给胖揍一顿。”

Xia Xuhuai pretended not to understand what he meant, and suddenly realized: "So, you want to find someone who has no owner?" He smiled half a smile, "You are really considerate and considerate of me." After speaking, he strode away, Leave without hesitation.

After being thrown away one after another, coupled with Xia Xuhuai's last eccentric look, Xia Moshi's neurons can be regarded as returning to his post, and he finally realized that he had pissed people off again.

After reacting, he hurriedly chased after him, and remedied: "Well, you don't need to look elsewhere, you can find someone who has an owner." The hand that was just put on it was broken off again, Xia Moshi was stubborn again He climbed up and patted his chest, "It's enough to find me."

Hearing the last sentence, Xia Xuhuai smiled triumphantly, and then with a straight, handsome face, he accused righteously: "On the street, it's not proper to chatter."

Xia Moshi tightened his grip even more, you act like I am blind, the corners of your mouth are almost turned up to the sky, don't think he didn't see it!

After that, the two ate and drank, and went to Yao's mansion to contribute a little to Yao Minghe's betrothal gift. Finally, at sunset, they walked back to the palace under the setting sun.

I thought that the day's affairs were over, but after dinner, Xia Xuhuai began to calculate the general account, and the faint lights flickered, which set off his face with an indescribably dangerous temperament.

Xia Moshi secretly thought something was wrong, he was too familiar with this expression, because every time Xia Xuhuai showed this smile, there were eight out of ten.Nine times, someone will be unlucky.

But now, unfortunately, only the two of them are in the same room, so there is no need to think about who will be the unlucky one.

Sure enough, that night, the vengeful Xia slowly launched his attack, which was fierce and long-lasting. As a result, the other Xia, who was self-inflicted, was revenged over and over again, leaving only the room full of charming and beautiful people. reverie.

After spending the entire first month in a barren state, February naturally fell into an extraordinarily busy period.

At the end of February, there was news of turmoil in southern Xinjiang. The cause was the accidental death of the second prince, which broke the balance on the surface of the royal family in southern Xinjiang, and because the king of southern Xinjiang was seriously ill, the tension between his sons on the throne The battle became clear, and even Gu Yan, who was far away in Daqihuang City, was being targeted.

Xia Moshi didn't say anything, Xia Xuhuai also knew that he was worried about Gu Yan, worried about his situation after returning to China, because Gu Yan was not only a prince from a neighboring country, but also grew up with Xia Moshi. good friend.

Soon, it was March in the lunar calendar. For the southern land, it was a sunny March, but in the capital of Daqi, which was located in the north, it was still cold and cold.

On the fifth day of March, Gu Yan, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, took the initiative to come to the door, carrying a porcelain jar with an earthy smell, together with Xia Moshi and Xia Xuhuai, the three of them gathered at a small round table, and briefly congratulated Gu Yan birthday.

In the dark night, Gu Yan made his own request: "Although I have the blood of southern Xinjiang on my body, the one who gave birth to me is indeed the land of Daqi under my feet. If you trust me, you can lend me three thousand elite soldiers." , within two months, I will definitely return you a prosperous and stable life."

Xia Moshi didn't hold a lot of alcohol, and was already a little unconscious at this time, and there were only two sober people left.

Xia Xuhuai watched Gu Yan's gaze, took out an inconspicuous small black card from the skirt of his clothes, and threw it to him. The material was cold, just like Xia Xuhuai's impression.

But what he said made Gu Yanzhan smile, and he said: "Three thousand elite soldiers will break up into pieces and go south with you, plus this, it will be enough for you to roam the southwest."

Gu Yan was not hypocritical, he put it in his hands calmly, and thanked him generously.

When Xia Xuhuai lowered his head and glanced at Xia Mo, he said softly, "You don't need to thank me. Although your character is still to be studied by me, I believe in his vision."

Gu Yan understood, and put it into his arms: "I know."

When Gu Yan turned around and was about to step over the threshold, Xia Xuhuai turned to the direction of his back and said, "If you want to leave, you will have time tomorrow. I think he should hope to see you off."

Gu Yan nodded, and then hummed softly. It is self-evident who he is referring to in his mouth.

The next day, the sun was fine, and the three of them left the palace gate in a low-key manner, and saw them off all the way to a small soil slope on the outskirts of the South City Gate. An inconspicuous bright yellow spore, but it can barely be regarded as suitable for the occasion.

Beside the weeping willow, the three of them briefly said a few words, and then said goodbye neatly. A lone figure went south, and two side by side figures went north, returning to the city. Consciously with a three-point chivalry.

On the first day of May, when he was excitedly preparing for the Dragon Boat Festival, Xia Moshi received a letter from Gu Yan and an official document submitted by him as the new king of southern Xinjiang.

In the letter, he briefly explained everything that happened in the past two months, and also mentioned the current situation by the way. Gu Yan's father, a monarch with mixed reputation and reputation, drove west of Hexi as early as January. Now, Gu Yan has become the master of the new generation in Southern Xinjiang.

Xia Moshi was very relieved, and unfolded another scroll that was obviously much larger in size.

The letter read: "His Majesty Da Qi personally sent: Yu Zeng has been living in Shangjing since he was a small guest, and it has been more than [-] years. The bustling Beijing is admirable. Southern Xinjiang is located in the southwestern hinterland, with inconvenient transportation and blocked commerce and trade. As a result, many treasures of heaven and earth are dusty in a corner, and commerce is difficult to flourish. My dear friend, this king has this idea: If we don’t put my southern border into the land of Daqi, it will be taken care of by your majesty and the regent. The people in southern Xinjiang know that the monarch of Daqi is my best friend, and the regent is also a generation. A virtuous minister and a good general, he can be called a capable minister who governs the world and defends the situation. He is willing to return to Daqi in order to hope for a prosperous and peaceful world. Gu Yan of Southern Xinjiang pays homage to him."

Seeing this elegant Chen Shu, Xia Moshi was amazed at Gu Yan's courage and skill. He not only won the hard nut to crack in Southern Xinjiang, but also persuaded everyone to accept that Southern Xinjiang is affiliated with the university. Regarding Qi, it was inevitable to sigh a few times.

But Xia Xuhuai was still calm and calm: "It turns out that this is what he was planning, but he is also a smart person, and he made a deal not to accompany him."

Xia Moshi came to his senses after being pushed by him like this: "That's right, Gu Yanben is such a person, free and unrestrained, unrestrained in the world, he is really smart, anyway, he never enjoyed the benefits of southern Xinjiang, and now not only has he gained freedom, And won the respect and love of others, this business is sure to make money."

Xia Moshi chattered endlessly, and Xia Xuhuai's ears were filled with his compliments to Gu Yan, which were beyond words. He breathed a sigh of relief: "You know him."

Sensing Xia Mo who was whistling by the air conditioner, he braked in time and changed the topic embarrassingly.

Half a month later, Gu Yan entered Beijing in person and officially completed the handover of power. Southern Xinjiang was officially reduced to a vassal state of Daqi, just like the former Beirong Kingdom, which became the city boundary of the Qitong Dynasty. He was given the title of Xiaoyao, and became an idle vassal king as he wished, and began a life of traveling around at will.

Since then, there have been letters from time to time, through flying pigeons or other forms, to the Daqi Imperial Palace. Sometimes, it is just a few short notes, and sometimes, it is a long book full of several sheets of paper.

But without exception, the owner of these letters is Gu Yan who has now become the Xiaoyao King.