I'm not Murong Chong

Ren Zhen was proud of himself, and besides making jokes, he led everyone to talk nonsense all over the place at the banquet. After drinking for three rounds, he was a little bit powerless-his drinking capacity was much inferior to those of the three northern men. Zhongzheng banquet had already had another round of drinking, so the rest of the people were only a little drunk, but he was already drunk, but he still kept everyone fighting over wine, muttering "the Chinese New Year should be like the Chinese New Year", Yang Dingzao Just cover the bowl and stop drinking - he has wine, and in this case he will never hurt a drunk man, so Ren Zhen turned to pull Fu Jian, Fu Jian pressed his lips expressionlessly and ignored him at all .Ren Zhen suddenly became furious, stood up with head-heavy precariousness, grabbed Shi Yigui's thick braid tied behind his head, and pointed at Fu Jian: "Wait for me... I'll take a phoenix gun, and I'll take it with you big head Let's compete!"

Shi Yigui's scalp was pulled violently, but he didn't dare to cry out the pain. He looked at Yang Ding pitifully, but Yang Ding couldn't stand it anymore. A thick black braid blocked and blocked him from left to right, and the wind and water were dancing, but he refused to let go, Shi Yigui's face turned pale with pain, but Yang Ding didn't dare to make a real move to block him, he was so anxious Cold sweat, later Fu Jian saw that the commotion was really unbearable, and seeing an opportunity, he pinched Ren Zhen's wrist and turned it around with lightning speed, Ren Zhen couldn't help letting go, and fell down on the mat On the ground, Shi Yigui slipped out of his palm like a slippery fish in an instant, and he was considered to have escaped. He turned to Yang Ding in shock: "Mr. Yang, how can the emperor go back to the palace after drinking like this? Go and find the decoction to hangover and drink it for the emperor to drink." Hearing this, Yang Ding naturally did not suspect him, nodded his head in a daze, and hurriedly got up to pay the bill with Shi Yigui—he was also in a hurry, otherwise He has always been 12 very careful, never daring to let Fu Jian and Ren Zhen be alone, otherwise the old accounts will be brought up, and there is no one knows what troubles will arise.

There was silence in the tent for a while.Fu Jian also drank a lot from himself, at this moment he stood up slightly swaying, loosened his neckline, exhaled heavily, and involuntarily looked at "Murong Chong" who was slumped beside him.Ren Zhenxu had a fit of alcohol, and at this moment he was lying on the table with his stomach crooked, his face flushed, his eyes closed, and he was actually snoring slightly.

Fu Jian stepped forward and looked at him condescendingly.He loved this face for ten years, owned it for ten years, missed it for ten years and hated it for ten years. How many decades can a person live?He slowly leaned over, slowly stretched out his hand to caress his neck, and then slightly encircled it - it was different from the touch in memory, the slender and smooth skin was replaced by throbbing muscles, once blown to break Sai Xue's fair skin was also melted into a light honey color by the sun, rain, swords, lights and swords. Back then, on the dragon bed in the Jinhua Hall of Weiyang Palace, he fondled him all over his body, half lovingly and half affectionately laughing at him "Are you always going to be white and tender like a little sugar man?"...

Of course not, Little Sugar Man won't surround Chang'an with soldiers and destroy the world, he won't travel thousands of miles, and he won't turn his hands into clouds and rain and force him to be a prisoner of his subordinates!Using his fingertips, Fu Jian strangled Ren Zhen's carotid artery. With just a little more force, the founding king of Xiyan would die silently—isn't this just when he was gnashing his teeth in the past year? Favorite thing to do? !

Fu Jian narrowed his eyes, and his knuckle fingers kept trembling at Ren Zhen's Adam's apple. Finally, he let out a breath of frustration and let go of his ten fingers—this is not yesterday, but the cunning in front of him is a bit ruffian, shrewd How could a young man with a bit of arrogance in his heart be that cruel, ruthless, bloodthirsty and sinister Fenghuang'er.

But, how could it be so similar?Fu Jian stared at his drunken face, a little dazed—he could recognize the smiles and frowns of the person in front of him even when he turned into ashes. How could there be two people who were born exactly the same in this world?He couldn't help but lowered his body again, wanting to take a closer look, but saw that the thick eyelashes like black feathers fluttered slightly, opened like butterfly wings, but with a bit of mist like smoke and water, he When he was about to get drunk, his eyes met closely.

He put his hands on Fu Jian's majestic neck, parted his lips lightly, and murmured dreamily: "Heavenly King..."

Fu Jian felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock. Before he could react, he felt a thorn in his spine, and the next moment the world spun and he fell to the ground suddenly!

Ren Zhen took back the silver needle in his fingers, threw it away, stood up, pushed the unconscious Fu Jian aside with great effort, and said, "I really don't know what to say about you. If you die, you can still fall into the beauty trick again!" He shook his head, trying to shake his head soberly—although he was pretending to be crazy and drunk just now, but he drank a lot after all, so there is no longer any delay .

Ren Zhenfu lowered his body and searched the tent like a carpet, and finally sat down on the ground, crawled up and said angrily: "This tent is not big, where did Fu Datou hide his things! Since entering After arriving in Chang'an, Fu Jian was strictly guarded, and there was no possibility of private transfer of traffic inside and outside, so it was impossible for that huge thing to disappear out of thin air.

With a glance at him, he suddenly climbed forward, stretched out his hand to turn over Fu Jian's heavy body, and began to peel off his clothes one by one.Although it was freezing cold, Fu Jian boasted of a strong body, and there were only two pieces of inner and outer clothes, and he took off only the plain single clothes in two or three movements, but Ren Zhen squatted on the ground, holding his hands in distress.

He glanced at Fu Jian's half-naked body, and thought to himself that Fu Jian's big head should be in his thirties, why doesn't he have a big beer belly and no fat at all?The muscles of the whole body are tense and tight, with distinct grooves and fine textures, like the most majestic and magnificent sculpture in the exhibition hall.Patting himself on the head, he still felt parched—no way, time is limited, business matters!Ren Zhen rubbed his hands, and grandly and excitedly placed a pair of paws on Fu Jian's chest muscles.

It feels good in the hand and has good elasticity, better than the body trained in the gym... Oh, no, not in the jacket... Ren Zhen was thinking messily while fumbling in his underwear pocket for a while, following the muscles all the way Going down, he started to dig into the belt, paused, and said to himself: "I'm looking for something, what's wrong with him!?" He tore off the panties frivolously, exposing the hairy crotch legs , he clicked his tongue, unconsciously wanting to withdraw his hand, but accidentally rubbed against Fu Jian's crotch, casting a large shadow high up.Ren Zhen swallowed, - there's no way he's such a bastard who is always happy when he sees sex, let alone drinking to make him bold?Intentionally or unintentionally, he stretched out his hand to tease, almost instantly, at that word, he opened his teeth and claws like a living thing.

After seriously looking at the size for a while, Ren Zhen became jealous.Ren Zhen was depressed.After searching like a wolf like a tiger but failed, he suddenly became angry from his heart and turned to the side of his guts, and he slammed his claws at that place - when he was about to succeed, his wrist was grabbed suddenly, Ren Zhenyi Raising his eyes, he met Fu Jian who had half raised his upper body.

Fu Jian: "..."

Ren Zhen: "..."

Ren Zhen wanted to put away his Nine Yin White Bone Claws, but failed, so he could only smile like a spring breeze: "Ah, are you sober?"

Fu Jian glanced at the wrist that was clamped in his palm, and there were a few red marks on his fair skin, but he didn't dare to relax, he just asked in a deep voice: "What are you looking for?" Ren Zhen struggled quietly but did not break free , there was still a smile that was intended to please just now: "No~" Fu Jian raised his eyebrows, suspecting that Ren Zhen just wanted to "abolish" him, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible and there was no reason.He smiled lightly and said, "Is it worth your troubles to trick a beautiful man if you haven't found anything?"

Before Ren Zhen could answer, Fu Jian grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward, approaching him and said, "It's for this reason that you took so much trouble to come here to get me drunk—but you're not him at all, so how can you hook me up?" me?"

Ren Zhen was slightly startled, and also provoked by Fu Jian's condescending gaze, somehow he was annoyed, and he simply tore his face, and broke free with his backhand with a slap - the prisoner who had to bow his head under the eaves was him, Fu Jian , the opposite is true!

He stood up, looked down and gave Fu Jian dissatisfied and contemptuous eyes: "I came to see you kindly, don't be ignorant of good and bad words! Now that your family and country are destroyed, what else do I want? "

"Yes." Fu Jian was unmoved, and looked up at him calmly, "Chuan Guo Yuxi." After a pause, he twitched his lips slightly: "At that time in Xinping, you said you didn't want the jade seal, but just wanted to hold it temporarily I, for the sake of a long future—you, like Yao Chang, a rebellious minister, do not believe that I handed over the jade seal to the crown prince and brought it to Jiankang to return to the Eastern Jin court."

Hearing this, Ren Zhen simply squatted down in front of him again, put his hand on Fu Jian's shoulder, and said loudly: "Whether it's me or Yao Chang, it's still a separate side now." What about you, the king of heaven? Fu Jian, the four words of rebellious officials and thieves are no match for the winners, princes and losers! I really don’t believe you——you don’t think Jiangdong Sima is the rightful emperor at all, otherwise you wouldn’t Dare to throw the whip and cut off the flow three years ago to move south to unify China. Even if Feishui was defeated, you know I know that you did not lose to the Beifu army of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but to destiny and luck! In the end, you When you are desperate, you still want to hand over the jade seal to an opponent you have never looked down upon for nothing? I don’t care whether others believe it or not, but I don’t believe it anyway.” Looking at Fu Jian with unscrupulous and threatening eyes, “You say you Cooperating with me sincerely, but always speaking falsely - why should I help a dishonest opponent to make a comeback?"

Fu Jian was silent for a long while, then snorted and laughed: "You mean - you want me to exchange the Chuan Guo Yuxi for the aid you promised?" Ren Zhen knew that he was mocking him for not keeping his word, so he said it nonchalantly. Afterwards, it was really not a frank way to think about the jade seal. In fact, he really didn't want the broken seal much at first, but now he had to admit that Wu Wang Murong Chui's heir was legal, but one day. The day is going to compete with them in the Central Plains, and they are both Murong families. Whoever is Zhengshuo and who is arrogating, it depends on who "received the order of heaven, and received Yongchang".

Fortunately, Ren Zhen has never claimed to be a gentleman, so he admitted it openly and without coercion: "When Yao Chang was in Xinping, he tried to force Yuxi in every possible way. I'm afraid it made you suffer a lot, but In the end, I still didn’t succeed—I’m not that savage. Since you can’t be forced or cheated, then everyone has to sit down and negotiate terms—I heard that your former favorite General Lu Guang has already taken over Liangzhou——You hand over the Chuanguo Yuxi, and I will immediately send someone to contact Lu Guang, send you back to Longxi, and gather your old Qiang people. With soldiers and horses, are you afraid that you will not be able to turn over?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Fu Jian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think I'm more faithful than the capricious Yao Chang. The king of heaven will not believe me, right? There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me~ At that time, you were trapped in Xinping by Yao Chang, and there was me, Huang Que. Afterwards, now that you have no wings to fly, but there is no second one I am willing to send troops to 'rescue' - until now, it is better to believe it?"

Fu Jian was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly: "Want to exchange conditions? Yes. I will tell you the whereabouts of Yuxi, but I don't want you to make this condition."

Ren Zhen cursed secretly, this old fox - the messenger to Longxi to contact Lu Guang has already set off, no matter whether Fu Jian says it or not, he wants to use Fu Jian's name to cooperate with the Lu family, and lend him [-] conscripts from the west to leave Longshan Instead of attacking Yao Qin in two ways, it is a certainty, Fu Jian has nothing to fear!Ren Zhen sneered for a while, but he still asked calmly, "Oh? Then what do you want?"

"As long as you answer me a question." Fu Jian said without hesitation, word by word, "Is Murong Chong still alive?"

Ren Zhen froze for a moment, then sneered and said, "You can forget it if you don't want to tell me, why should you curse me to death?"

Fu Jian bowed his head, did not answer his words, and continued to ask calmly, "Is he still alive?"

Ren Zhen had prepared thousands of drafts in his stomach to debate and ridicule with, but at this moment when his eyes met, he suddenly felt a little guilty, and couldn't hold back a single lie. He lowered his head and said after a long while: "It's kind of Just die."

Fu Jian lowered his eyes and clenched his teeth: "...when?"

Ren Zhen looked at the sky and thought for a long time: "You murdered his emperor's elder brother Murong Wei and the whole Murong family trapped in Chang'an City. In a fit of rage, he took the throne of Emperor Dayan in Afang, and then led troops to join Dou Chong in Chang'an. During the bloody battle outside the city day and night, he fell off his horse and was injured..."

Fu Jian closed his eyes and nodded lightly. He remembered, so he trembled uncontrollably all over his body: "...Die, too early, too easy... I, I failed to kill this person to avenge him." Enmity between family and country..."

Ren Zhen noticed something was wrong, looked up and saw his distorted face, flushed cheeks, he was in a scene of crying or not, like crazy, and hurriedly slapped him: "Come on! You have too many people to take revenge! Yao Chang Murong Chui, who is not more hateful than Murong Chong? You hate him to the bone, really only for the hatred of family and country?!"

Fu Jian was shocked, and opened his eyes: "Of course! He killed the land of the Three Qin Dynasty for thousands of miles for his own revenge. If I, Fu Jian, can't stand against him, the people in the world will be innocent!"

Ren Zhen curled his lips, and sneered disapprovingly: "You had a clear conscience when you brought a 12-year-old child into the harem for your own selfish desires? If you destroyed Murong Yan State for the sake of the general trend of the world, then he, a subjugated prince, was killed What's wrong with being forced to humiliate a woman?"

Fu Jian listened in a daze, every word Ren Zhen said seemed to be choked in his throat, the pain pierced his viscera, and he couldn't take it out and swallow it!

Ren Zhen got up again, patted his buttocks, and continued to speak in a light and delicate tone: "Fu Jian, these days I have seen all the political achievements and memorials you have left in the Weiyang Palace for the past ten or twenty years. It is enough to be an emperor in this life-excellent literature, clear internal affairs, magnanimous tolerance, and great martial arts-Qin Huang Han Wu is no match for you, but it is a pity that you have made great achievements, don't know how to rest the people's livelihood, cherish the benevolence of a woman, and have a lot of heart Yao Chang, Murong Chui and other ministers attacked Jin aggressively before they were eliminated, and lost the world in one fell swoop—the former Qin’s destruction of the country came from God’s will, not a vengeful Murong Chong!"

Fu Jian raised his head slowly: "Who the hell are you? How could you—" How could you be born exactly the same as Murong Chong and even replace him, breaking down the former Qin city of Chang'an and becoming the new emperor of Dayan.

Ren Zhen raised his finger and shook lightly in front of him: "This is the second question. Heavenly King—now you should tell me where the jade seal has gone?"

Fu Jian looked at him solemnly for a long while, then finally nodded and said: "Okay. The jade seal is in Jiankang. I handed it to my son Fu Hong with my own hands, and ordered him to take it to Jiangdong to present to Prime Minister Xie An."

"..." Ren Zhen's face turned green, and he lifted Fu Jian's collar angrily: "What nonsense! How is this different from what you told me before?! Are you going to keep your word, Fu Tianwang!"

Fu Jian frankly let him vent his anger: "I said to exchange the whereabouts of the jade seal, and now I have not broken my promise - the jade seal was indeed sent to Jiangdong - I just wanted to keep the last bit of blood of the Fu family, and I was afraid that the Eastern Jin court would He refused to treat Fu Hong kindly, and when he was desperate, he had to hand over the jade seal in exchange for the Sima family to forgive me. These are all facts, as for whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

Ren Zhen was about to go crazy: "Your sister! What kind of mystery did you play just now! You liar! Villain! What kind of king!"

Fu Jian slapped his hand away with a palm, and took some time to relax: "Your Majesty, be careful, you said it just now, and there will be no more heavenly kings in the world from now on—you are a villain, and I never said that I am a gentleman."

Ren Zhen stared at his face in astonishment - it's strange, can it be contagious even by rascals? !

At this time there was a sound outside the tent, thinking that Yang Ding and Shi Yigui had returned. Fu Jian glanced at Ren Zhen calmly, and then looked at himself—Ren Zhen realized that Fu Jian was still in a state of disheveled clothes, so he jumped up quickly Three feet high, he grabbed the clothes with his hands and threw them at Fu Jian, shouting, "Put them on quickly!" The other side of the tent was blown out of the tent like a gust of wind without touching the ground, and was bumping into Shi Yigui, his face was livid. He beckoned and said, "Prepare the horse! Go back to the palace!"

Shi Yigui knew that the matter had failed, so he didn't dare to vent his anger, so he immediately turned around and followed.

Only the second monk Yang Dingzhang was puzzled, and came in with a bowl of belated sober tea, and saw Fu Jian standing with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtfully at his back as he hurried away in the wind and snow.

"Heavenly King...?"

Fu Jian waved his hands, turned his back, spread his five fingers, and there was a silver needle in his palm, which was exactly the one that Ren Zhen used to attack him just now.Putting his fingers together again, he remained silent under Yang Ding's puzzled gaze.