History of Yongwu

Keyi

"I heard that King Jin is dead!"

Pfft... Qin Yu took a sip of tea and looked at Wang Er, "Who did you listen to?" Wang Er likes to inquire about these irrelevant things, and then spread them to people like them.

"That's what you said." Wang Er looked at him.

I think you said that yourself, Qin Yu muttered to himself, just as Ma Wu came over and sat down, "What are you talking about?"

"King Jin is dead"

"Don't talk nonsense, okay?" Qin Yu couldn't help but speak.

"Really, how did you die?" Ma Wu asked with great interest.

"I heard··"

Wang Er was eloquent, Qin Yu sat beside him and listened for a while, but couldn't take it anymore, how could he be so obscene, shook his head, got up and left, and sat down at the corner table.

There were more people in Xia Ri Ke Post, and there were a few tables of guests, but they were all the ones who sat for a while and left. Niu Fei took his kitchen knife and Ma Wu and the others got together and chatted lively.

In the past six months, there has been no trace of turmoil in the state of Jin. The imperial court can no longer sit still, trying to disturb the hearts of the state of Jin and disintegrate people like Zhao Zhiping.

Actually supporting Qin Jian is the best choice for Zhao Zhiping and the others. With Zhao Zhiping's ability to assist Qin Jian, the entire state of Jin is still united. The court is shooting itself in the foot. This plan must be the idiot of Yan Shijun. , Wang Qianhe should be mad now!

"What are you looking at?" Ma Wu suddenly stood aside.

"Ah?" Qin Yu returned to his senses and sighed inwardly.

He can't change his speech and behavior, but he can't change the habits in his heart. Once these things are heard, he will subconsciously think of them.

Ma Wu looked at him with joy, sat across from him, threw a bag of money to him and said, "The money from last time, your share."

"Not bad?" Qin Yu weighed it.

Ma Wu nodded, also very happy, poured out the money and put it on the table, Qin Yu saw that he divided it into two parts, and wrapped up the extra part carefully.

"What is this for?"

"This is for my son"

Pfft... Qin Yu took another sip of tea, "You have a son, and you still have a son"

I don't know whether he is feeling or doubting, Ma Wu shook off his hand, "Why can't I have a son, my son is very beautiful"

pretty?Qin Yu looked at Ma Wu's virtue, and sneered, "You can still give birth to a son, I really laughed to death."

"It's not my birth." Ma Wu's face turned awkward, and he said proudly, "If you don't believe me, I will show you when I have time."

"How old is your son?"

"sixteen"

Qin Yu looked at him, thought about his 16-year-old 'beautiful' son, and couldn't help laughing, "Then I must live a few more years, don't wait until you give birth to a son and raise him to sixteen."

"Bai, your words are getting worse and worse." Ma Wuyi threw up his sleeves and ignored him.

Qin Yule's stomach hurts, and the unhappiness just now was swept away.

"Why are you so happy?" Qu Fenghui sat down again, "Where is the proprietress?"

"I heard that we will meet each other"

Qu Fenghui nodded, looked out the window casually and said, "Wang Er said that King Jin is dead."

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Qin Yu waved his hand and leaned closer, "Ma Wu also said that he has a beautiful son." Qu Fenghui looked shocked, Qin Yu nodded at him, and said, "Now you know how unreliable the rumors are! "

"The money is in hand, let's go to the city and have fun?"

"Is there a new casino?"

"No." Qu Fenghui waved his hand, "A new Wanhualou has opened, go and have a look."

Qin Yu's interest faded, but looking around the room, everyone was talking about the tragic death of King Jin. He thought for a while and nodded in agreement. The two stood up and walked out side by side.

"The waiter, serve the wine," a guest who just came in shouted.

Qin Yu stopped, glanced sideways, and pointed at the counter with his hand, "This guest officer, this shop takes your own drink." After finishing speaking, he left with Qu Fenghui.

Chunning City is relatively close to the Keyi, and the city is not too big, only a little bigger than Qingyi, but it has a radius of [-] miles, a large area and few people, so it is very lively.

"Wanhualou is here." Qu Fenghui tugged at him.

"I'm not going, I'm going to the gambling house over there." Qin Yu waved his hand, but Qu Fenghui stopped him when he wanted to leave, "Hey? You said you went with me"

"I only said to come here, but I didn't say that I wanted to visit brothels with you."

"Bai Liuye, are you real..." Qu Fenghui hugged his shoulders, rested his chin, looked at him carefully for a while, then suddenly approached him, and whispered into his ear, "Don't lift!"

I don't see that this kid has any friends, and he never goes to Fengyue places. People in their way are not very enthusiastic, but they never go.

"Go to your uncle!" Qin Yu kicked out, but Qu Fenghui dodged it, and said with a smile, "Then why are you?"

Cursing his lips, Qin Yu said disdainfully, "I think the inside is ugly." If Qin Yu can adapt, His Royal Highness Jin Wang really couldn't change his vision before this matter.

"Just because of your virtue, you still despise others." Qu Fenghui pointed at his messy beard.

"This is masculinity, you little boy doesn't understand"

After glaring at him, Qin Yu was about to leave, but Qu Fenghui suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him over again.

"you··"

"Look over there!"

Qin Yu glanced in Qu Fenghui's direction, whoops... isn't this Miss Hong!Get along with that...?The two looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and stepped forward together to keep up.

"Let's watch quickly!" Qu Fenghui was excited, pointing to "Sister Hong's new love" in front of him

"It's actually a little scholar." Qin Yu also looked at it with great interest, "Is there twenty like this?"

"up to twenty"

"Tsk tsk, poor little scholar"

"Oh...why go?" Qu Fenghui pulled Qin Yu back, and Qin Yu turned around to look at him, "What else do you want to do, follow me to the room? The sixth master won't go"

Qu Fenghui frowned and pondered for a while, then turned around and walked with him. On the way, he was still persuading Qin Yu to go to Wanhualou with him, but Qin Yu didn't agree. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him, and they all ran in one direction .

"The government office killed people?"

"Look," Qin Yu followed after finishing speaking.

At the city gate, there was a bright yellow notice, which was an imperial decree announced to the world. Qin Yu and Qu Fenghui broke through the crowd and stood in front.

"Damn it!" Qu Fenghui stared, exclaiming, "The emperor is so lucky."

yes!There are a lot of strange things today, Wang Er said that King Jin died, Ma Wu said he had a son, sister Hong found a young scholar, and you are the first empress who has an heir since Liguo.

"Xiaohui, I regret it, I'd better go to Wanhualou for a drink with you!"

"Ok?"

Qu Fenghui turned his head to look, Bai Liu was standing in front of the imperial list, half-closed his eyes, and suddenly lost his familiar street scene.

Jintianguan, the same oracle was passed down, and even the envoy of the emperor sent fine wine to reward the soldiers of Jintianguan.An Ziqi looked at the imperial decree, sneered and threw it away.

"General, do you want to share this wine?"

"Split!" An Ziqi stood up, "Split cleanly, I don't want to see a drop of it again"

"Yes"

Lord Anding stepped out of the military mansion and wandered alone in the city. A group of people gathered at the gate of the city, all talking about this rare event in a hundred years. With his brows together, he quickly left here and entered a restaurant.

"This is really an anecdote in the world." The people in the restaurant also talked about it.

"The people are fine, but this has never happened to the Tian family."

"If Emperor □□ had this good luck, why did it happen in the first place..."

A group of people were discussing, An Ziqi suddenly regretted coming out, sat down and ordered a jug of wine, while drinking, he suddenly heard a conversation at the table next to him.

"It's too miserable for King Jin to be wearing such a big green hat." The man got a little drunk and began to speak indiscriminately.

The person next to him pulled him, but he ignored it, and another person agreed, "It's not King Jin anymore, and he can only bear with this green hat."

"Hey... I heard that he died long ago..." the man whispered in his ear.

Bang, the person who was speaking was kicked down suddenly, An Ziqi threw out a punch, and the eyes of the person who hit him were blacked out, and the other person was about to run away when he was caught by Lord An, who punched him.

"Who is beating someone here?" Xiaoer, who was going to report to the police, came back with the captain patrolling the city.

"Give me the knife." An Ziqi looked cold.

"Master Hou, why are you here?"

"Give me the knife!" An Ziqi yelled again with a sullen face, the captain quickly took off his saber, and handed it to him respectfully.

The two knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy with bruised noses and swollen faces. Seeing An Ziqi stepping forward, they backed away in horror.

"General, why did Xiaomin die?" The two were forced to a corner.

An Ziqi raised his knife, glanced at them with a cold face, and said flatly, "It's not a pity to lie about the life and death of King Jin, to insult King Jin."

The sword flashed, and the two died. An Ziqi threw down the sword, turned around and walked away "hanging to the top of the city"

The captain swallowed, looked at his deputy, and motioned him to step forward and hang those two unlucky ghosts on the top of the wall.

On the city wall, An Ziqi stood on the tallest tower, looking around but didn't know which direction to look in. Be it Daliang City, the capital city, or this land, without the dazzling King Jin, it would be empty.

There has been no news for half a year, maybe it is about the battle of the Wu Kingdom, maybe Qiyu is very tightly blocked, but if you want to come back, no one in this world can stop you.

So from the beginning to the end, in fact, you deliberately don't want to come back.

"How can you do this..."

You supported famous generals such as Ziqi, Wang Meng, and Jiang Chengwen, and you also created famous figures such as Zhao Zhiping and Shen Xuewen.

Prince, Ziqi can't believe it... I can't believe that King Jin will be disheartened and abandon everyone because of one person and one thing.

King Jin should never have fallen.

"General, a letter from Anfu's family..." An Ziqi came back to his senses, the sky was already pitch black.

"Hey... Hey!" Qu Fenghui pushed Qin Yu beside him, frowning "Bai Liuye... Bai Liuye" Qin Yu lay on the table, smelling of alcohol, turning a deaf ear.

"I only drink in the brothel, you are really a monk!" Qu Fenghui muttered, went out and called the old bustard, arranged a room, and drove Qin Yu away.

Dong... Put the person on the bed, Qin Yu fell down there sideways, Qu Fenghui took a long breath, "Huh...it's quite heavy" and stood up on the bed, Qu Fenghui pulled his arm, trying to move him over .

The man who had been sleeping all this time suddenly opened his eyes, which startled him. Before he could jump away, Qin Yu grabbed him first.

"Why! Why... I'm not reconciled, this should be mine, mine! You stole mine..."

Qu Fenghui stared, Qin Yu's face was contorted, and he looked at him with eyes full of hatred and unwillingness. He was about to shake off his hand in shock, but just as he moved, Qin Yu punched him hard. hit him in the face, Master Qu's eyes darkened, and he also fainted beside him.

In the dream, Qin Yu recalled all the unwillingness, and finally fell to the sentence, I already hate you, the unwillingness and resentment receded at once, and he stood where he had to accept all this.

I'm so tired, I don't want to hear all this again.

next day

The sun was high, but it was the quietest time in the brothel. Qin Yu just opened his eyes, took a hissing breath, and his whole head was buzzing, as if it was about to explode.

"How much wine did I drink?" He muttered, after a while, he tilted his head, and suddenly found a person lying beside him.

You can't really drink too much and do something!Qin Yu didn't care about the headache, he jumped up, stood aside, looked at the bed again, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"This kid!" He took a closer look and frowned, "What's wrong with this face?"

As soon as he let go of his heart, the splitting headache came back again. Qin Yu sat at the table, propped his head and hummed. After humming for a while, Qu Fenghui also woke up. He sat up and saw him, rubbing his face orbital.

"What's the matter with your face?" Qin Yu glanced at him.

"Bai Liu...you bastard"

"Xiaohui, don't scold like that, as if you did something."

Qin Yu smiled and teased unseriously, Qu Fenghui glared and pointed to his own eyes, "You ruined my face."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Qin Yu was slightly surprised, "You didn't take advantage of me, did you provoke Sixth Master and I will teach you a lesson?"

"Don't put gold on your face." Qu Fenghui looked at him with disgust, "Your grandson is drunk and crazy, I shouldn't care about you"

"It's not you who pulled me here"

"You got yourself a drink"

"Okay, okay" Qin Yu looked at him, "Let's go, I don't want to stay here anymore"

Qu Fenghui glared at him, stood up and walked out, and when he reached the door, he was still sitting there, frowning, "Bai Liuye, let's go!"

"Go and take care of the carriage!" Qin Yu's head hurt like hell, how could he ride back on horseback.

"Damn it, there are a lot of things, what's wrong with the young master?" Qu Fenghui left cursing, and after a while hired a carriage, and the two of them sat in the carriage and walked back unsteadily.

The carriage was swaying, Qin Yu was lying on the carriage board, pillowed on his outer shirt, Qu Fenghui had swollen eyes, and glanced at Qin Yu who was whimpering.

"deserved"

"Master Qu" Qin Yu looked at him, "I paid the money for Wanhualou just now, what do you want from me?"

"You let me call back"

"dream"

Qin Yu closed his eyes and didn't want to talk anymore, Qu Fenghui remembered his appearance yesterday, touched him and said, "What happened to you yesterday?"

"What?" Qin Yu opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"You grabbed me and said you were unwilling... Then you punched me," Qu Fenghui said.

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and closed his eyes again, "I don't know, maybe I had a nightmare! Didn't you say that I drank too much?"

"But··"

"Oh, don't talk to me, I have a headache." Turning over, Qin Yu simply lay down and fell asleep.