Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

The street signboards glisten in the setting sun.

A child stood at the door kicking shuttlecock, and an older woman squatted in the alley to wash vegetables. Everything was no different from the past.

The common people don't care who ascends to the throne. For them, the thrilling changes of the Tian family are just a chat after dinner.The farmers who went to the city to sell their grain and returned home were full of joy. The new emperor ascended the throne, and the first order he made was to reduce taxes and improve people's livelihood.

In front of the street and behind the street, there were neighbors on the left and right, suddenly more than a dozen children rushed over, looking at Lu Xiaofeng and grinning.

Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, he likes to be with children, and he also likes all kinds of life, although, sometimes, not all of these all kinds of life make him happy.

Seeing his smile, the children clapped their hands and sang, "Xiaofeng is not a phoenix, but a big bedbug. The bedbug has a pointed head and can drill holes. If the dog shits in the hole, he will eat dog shit. He will eat a lot of dog shit. Bedbugs can fly even if they eat them."

What word is this?It's just outrageous.

Lu Xiaofeng was very angry and funny, he used his toes to figure out who made it up, and he didn't think about anyone other than Sikong Zhaixing.He managed to get these children to stop, and quickly asked, "Where is the person who taught you this song now?"

The children laughed again, and the leader of the children stood up and said to him, "That person said, if we sing well, you will definitely buy us candy." Lu Xiaofeng was so angry that his stomach burst. The haze accumulated in the bottom of my heart seemed to be blown away a lot.

Who wants to buy candy to treat guests after being scolded?It's just that the children blinked their big eyes, stared at Lu Xiaofeng, and asked again, "Are we singing well?"

Lu Xiaofeng just nodded and said, "Okay, great."

The children said together again, "Can you buy candy for us?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and said with a wry smile, "I'll buy it, of course." Lu Xiaofeng would often do things that no one would do, how could he disappoint those innocent children?So, he really went to buy a lot of candy, watching the children clapping and cheering, he also felt sweet in his heart, sweeter than eating 380 catties of candy.

The children grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's clothes and cheered, "That uncle is right. Uncle, you are indeed a good person. He said, if you buy us candy, I will give this to you."

The child held a piece of paper in his hand. The characters on the paper were large and small, and a lot of them were stained with ink. Lu Xiaofeng recognized the characters of Sikong Zhaixing at a glance.The words of the two of them are almost the same, so he doesn't seem to find it difficult.

"Today, the city lord treats guests. I'm going to the prince's mansion first. Don't be late, Lu Xiaoji."

Lu Xiaofeng was always happy to receive invitations from friends, but the word "Prince's Mansion" made him frown slightly.Lu Xiaofeng sighed, smiled at the children, and gave them the copper coins he got back from buying candy.

For friends' appointments, Lu Xiaofeng always wants to go.Sikong Zhaixing has always been unreliable in doing things. He told him that Ye Gucheng invited guests, but he didn't make an appointment. Although Ye Gucheng didn't pay much attention to this, it would be impolite to go late. Now it's not too early, so Lu Xiaofeng had to use lightness kung fu. Looted to the Prince's Mansion.

When they arrived at the Prince's Mansion, there was only Ye Gucheng alone.He is not the same today as before. In the past, Ye Gucheng always dressed rigorously and meticulously.Today, he was wearing a moon-white gown, and his hair was not tied up, but was tied loosely behind his head, making him look very relaxed and elegant.

It was as if the heavy burden on his shoulders had finally been lifted off.And, most importantly, Ye Gucheng didn't have a sword.The swordsman who used to be inseparable from his body now has no sword in his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng stepped forward, sat casually on the fence of the flower hall, and smiled at Ye Gucheng, "The city lord doesn't have a sword today."

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, and said to him, "There is no sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart." Then he stood up, picked a leaf off, moved his arm slightly, and that leaf slashed towards Lu Xiaofeng. "This grass, every tree, every leaf and every stone are all my swords."

Lu Xiaofeng was startled suddenly, turned over again and again, when the leaf came in front of it, it was clamped by him, the force was controlled precisely, and when it touched his fingers, all force had been released.As if, it was just a leaf falling with the wind.

The power of this leaf is no less than the sword he received from Ye Gucheng.

Lu Xiaofeng clamped the leaves in his hand, and said to Ye Gucheng, "The swordsmanship of the city lord has really reached the point of returning to nature." Lu Xiaofeng knew that Ye Gucheng is not an ordinary flying flower that can hurt people by picking leaves, but that everything in the world can hurt people. For his use, wherever he is, there is his sword.

Ye Gucheng smiled, his brows and eyes were very gentle, Lu Xiaofeng knew why he felt that something was wrong with Ye Gucheng from the very beginning, Ye Gucheng today is completely different from Ye Gucheng in the past, not because of the difference in temperament, but because the whole person has lost the sharpness, Even the eyebrows are not as cold and hard as before.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng's smile made Lu Xiaofeng think of someone.

Palace Nine.

Lu Xiaofeng's little finger trembled, when he knew that the leader of Tsing Yi [-]th Floor was Huo Xiu, his little finger trembled in the same way.He suddenly felt that he had seen through a puzzle, which was not something he could bear.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak.His ability to live in the Jianghu for so long has a lot to do with his never talking nonsense.All the clues can be connected into a thread, the past, the present, all these, he suddenly thought clearly.

"We are friends." Lu Xiaofeng said this to Ye Gucheng.When he spoke, he was very solemn, completely different from the usual idleness.He treats his friends very seriously.Once admitted that a person is his friend, then this person will always be his friend.

"Yes." Ye Gucheng poured himself a glass of wine.He was originally a person who liked to drink, but, before, his situation did not allow him to drink, and his sword did not allow him to drink.But now, nothing can restrain him, not even his sword.Martial arts to the limit, do whatever you want.

He picked up the wine glass and was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he put it under his nose and smelled it, feeling the unique aroma of fermented grain.

Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes.Even the smell of wine in the air could not save him.Even if he just smelled it, he knew that the glass was the top-quality 60-year-old Fenjiu.

"Huo Tianqing is one of yours." Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and the cold air of late autumn was in his nostrils, making his thoughts clear.

"Yes."

"He wants the ribbon, not for the qualification to enter the palace, but for copying."

"Yes. This silk belt was originally produced in the Western Regions. Ah Jiu's subordinates have the best weavers in the Western Regions."

"You made an appointment to fight Ximen Chuuxue at the top of the Forbidden City to attract the guards of the palace and give the assassins a chance to assassinate the emperor."

"He doesn't need to act, we still have a plan." Ye Gucheng put aside his relationship with Nan Wang and his son.Perhaps, he knew that Ye Gucheng had been burdened by Nan Wang and his son, so he didn't want to have the slightest entanglement with Nan Wang and his son.

"What the palace lord does is what you have discussed."

"Yes."

"Who is Gong Jiu, and who are you?" Lu Xiaofeng stared at Ye Gucheng closely, not letting go of his expression.

Ye Gucheng paused for a moment, and finally said to Lu Xiaofeng, "As you can see, we are brothers. He is my brother, and I am his brother."

Although Lu Xiaofeng was already mentally prepared, but Ye Gucheng said so directly about his relationship with Gong Jiu, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but widen his eyes.As if he thought of something, his breathing became short of breath, "Gong Jiu, he..." It's not of royal blood.

"Gong Jiu, he is your friend." Ye Gucheng intercepted Lu Xiaofeng's words, "If he becomes a beggar on the street today, won't you, Lu Xiaofeng, consider him a friend?"

"To live up to the common people, to live up to the common people, what does it matter who is the emperor?" Ye Gucheng looked back at Lu Xiaofeng with a compassionate smile in his eyes.Lu Xiaofeng was immersed in Ye Gucheng's eyes, everything yesterday was like death yesterday, and everything today was like life today.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, this person was like this, handing him a steaming steamed bun. Since then, he has never eaten such a delicious bun.

All kinds of things in the past, the rivers and lakes were turbulent, and suddenly they came like this, which caught Lu Xiaofeng off guard.He remembered that when he was a child, he was wandering in the rivers and lakes, without enough food and clothing every day, and even fought for food with the dogs of high-ranking officials and rich families.He thought of his old playmate, who died in front of the hospital because he was sick and had no money to treat him.He remembered that when he was eleven or twelve years old, an old lady gave him the only dry food left at home, but he was hungry and washed his clothes for a day in the cold river water in exchange for tomorrow's rations.He remembered that the sister next door was crying helplessly, because her husband died in battle, but couldn't resist the repeated attacks from the Western Regions.

Lu Xiaofeng recalled what happened after the new emperor ascended the throne.In the end, what lingered in his mind for a long time was the group of children clapping their hands and begging him for candy.At least, he has seen the hope of the people's well-being, hasn't he?Although that kind of hope is very small, over time, it will surely add up.

After all, the way of governing a country is not achieved in a day.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, with a feeling of letting go of his mind.He said to Ye Gucheng, "There is a difference between having a friend who is a beggar and having a friend who is an emperor." After speaking, he picked up the small wine jar placed aside, patted open the mud, and took a big gulp. For the former, I can drink the dog meat soup of the beggar gang, and for the latter, I can drink such good wine."

Ye Gucheng sneered, picked up the Dongpo meat on the table, and put it in his mouth.Dongpo meat is packed in a small urn, under which special charcoal is burned, the carbon is like silver or iron, the heat is long-lasting, and it does not smoke.At this moment, the braised pork has been simmered for a long time on a low fire. It is soft, rotten and glutinous, and it melts in the mouth. It is an excellent taste.

"Unexpectedly, the city lord likes to eat this." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Ye Gucheng ate three or five pieces of meat. In his impression, Ye Gucheng should like light food.

"It tastes good." Lu Xiaofeng didn't know that Ye Gucheng did have a light taste, but this Dongpo meat was the only meat he liked.

Lu Xiaofeng also picked up the chopsticks, took a piece and swallowed it into his mouth.I only feel that the gravy is thick, the stewed fat is a bit crystal clear, and the skin is very elastic, the gravy is so thick that it seems to stick to the lips.The lean meat is full of juice, tough but not woody, and full of energy.

The two of them stopped talking and began to eat. Sikong Zhaoxing, who was a step behind, also yelled and joined the camp of grabbing meat.Ye Gucheng had already eaten five or six yuan, so he picked up a glass of wine and slowly drank it down. Watching Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing together, the chopsticks flew up and down, eating the whole Dongpo meat until there was no juice left.

In a good year, there are enough chickens and dolphins to stay. Floating life is enough.

The author has something to say: Well, in this chapter, the elder brother of the city lord ate braised pork, and in the next chapter it's time for the ninth son to eat meat.