The return of the national teacher warp speed

In the capital city of Tianyan, it was raining heavily at night.

In fact, it was not yet the time for the sun to set, but the sky was so gloomy that the evening seemed to be midnight. The heavy rain slapped the ground and made broken vibrato, densely connected into one piece.In this kind of weather, the street vendors quit their work early and ran home, and even the iron guards huddled in the tavern, too lazy to go out.

In the heavy rain, the front of the post house is still not quiet. During the spring banquet season, nobles from all walks of life still come and go, going to different mansions for banquets. In short, they don't need to worry about the rain. Even if the soles of their shoes get wet, they will have trouble The servant was punished for this.

Lan Jue stood at the gate of the post house, rejecting Yang Feng's umbrella.

The old man who sold insoles beside him staggered past the gate of the post house, and was beaten out by several noble servants for a few blocks.

Yang Feng asked: "Master, it's raining, what are you doing standing here?"

"Wait for someone." Lan Jue said.

Yang Feng bowed his head and said nothing, pondered for a moment and said: "My lord, there was a team of iron guards last night. Although we tried our best, we still missed two."

In other words, there is a high probability that the person you are waiting for has already cooled down——

But before Yang Feng could say this, a figure appeared on the side of the street.The young master was dressed in white today, walking against the carriages and horses of the Spring Banquet, walking from the side of the street, the sky was a dark and cold rainy night, like the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, he did not open an umbrella, his body was completely soaked, and his long hair stuck to his cheeks , but his eyes are as bright as sparks.

He didn't seem to be surprised to see Lan Jue at all. Lan Jue turned around and walked out first. The young man followed silently without making a sound.

They walked through the streets in silence. Occasionally, there was a flower seller huddled in the corner, her flowers were washed away by the rain, and she was crying.In the alleys lay a delirious mother, and there were beautiful teenagers trying to stop every luxurious carriage and horse on the side of the road, sparing no effort to sell themselves.

They walked through the city, through the heavy rain.

When passing by the brothel, Chu Xiang suddenly said: "Thank you for arguing for my sister. You paid her ransom money, and you didn't ask for my money at that time."

"Your sister?" Lan Jue curled her lips with great interest.

"Yes."

They stopped, by some coincidence, they finally stopped by the lakeside of Qianli Lake, where Chu Xiang once left and returned.

Chu Xiang couldn't help laughing at Qianli Lake—it's my personal starship launch platform.

They stood in the rain, the heavy rain rolled down each other's eyebrows, and their vision was a little blurred. Yang Feng was still standing aside with an umbrella, looking at the strange master and strange guests, not knowing whether he should go up or not. Help with umbrellas.

Chu Xiang still remembered the etiquette of this world, and he tried his best to mobilize his acting skills, but the two parties didn't seem to care much about these details.

"You don't seem to be surprised to see me," he said.

Lan Jue: "No, I'm still a little surprised. You can still escape when the eldest princess' iron guard wants to kill you. Why are you looking for me?"

"The house leaks and it rains all night, so I ask for a roof to shelter from the wind."

Lan Jue: "Then why do I accept you? What can you give me?"

Chu Xiang smiled: "What do you want?"

Lan Jue's subordinates in the capital had investigated Chu Xiang, and it was impossible for them to send an unknown person to the king, but the previous investigation made Lan Jue even more interested - this person's identity is very simple, in the In the past, he didn't show any difference. He was very popular at one time, and he participated in various banquets. The poems he wrote could be compiled into a standard "anthology of obscene words and pornographic songs and poems" in Lan Jue's eyes.Now the reason why he is hated by the eldest princess is also very simple. This person holds the status of a celebrity and refuses to be the guest of the eldest princess.

It looks really good, but that's all.

Until the completely different poem at the spring banquet, the sharpness of this young man really attracted Lan Jue at that moment, and he was even more eye-catching than when he killed people with a knife.

Not in the pool.

Lan Jue knew that apart from these literati in the imperial capital, there were also many people who hoped to assist a nobleman and pursue a career as a counselor. Lan Jue instinctively disliked these people—when disaster victims were everywhere, all forces What he planned was only how to swallow other people's territories, rob the power of other nobles, and then grow himself to continue to eat, drink and enjoy himself.

But he had a glimmer of hope. He felt that Chu Xiang should be more than just such a person.

So, he deliberately let people spread that poem.

He asked, "I want a lot, but how are you going to help me?"

After some excuses, the question returned to the original point, so Chu Xiang didn't bother to try again. The rain made him shiver, so he directly asked tentatively: "Don't you want more power?"

Lan Jue: "Should I think so?"

Chu Xiang smiled: "Then what you suffered at the Spring Banquet wasn't enough?"

During the spring banquet, even the female officials in the lotus pond dared to regret Lan Jue's background behind their backs. No nobleman was willing to marry the Western Tang Dynasty.

Lan Jue's face gradually turned cold, and the rain slid down his cheeks, filled with murderous intent.

Chu Xiang didn't seem to feel it.

He sneered and said: "Power, that's a good thing. Now you see, everyone wants this power, and only this power is real. Hold it and your life is precious, that street boy If you have the power in your hand, why would you sell yourself for a benefactor? It rained heavily, and the flower girl ignored her makeup to protect the two broken flowers that the nobles threw casually in her arms. Buy it in—because they are just ants, they are trampled by the dignitaries in the city at will, and the iron guards kill people in the street, no one will be held accountable, because no one will notice whether the children begging on the corner of the street are still there tomorrow morning... This is Power, children and mothers in winter nights become ice sculptures before dawn, but nobles can listen to Gagaku in the warm pavilion and order the windows to be opened because the room is too hot, this is power.”

Lan Jue Surong: "Yes, so with the power, you can play with the people and play with everything, just like Da Honglu and Ting Wei, in order to eat more, watch the hungry people starve to death in the wilderness, and then induce vomiting in the Nuan Pavilion , eat more new dishes."

They looked at each other, and Lan Jue suddenly pulled out the knife at his waist. The tip of the knife touched Chu Xiang's throat, pierced slightly, and the tiny blood was washed away by the rain and disappeared in an instant.

"What about you, what do you think? I know, everyone thinks the status of the Lord Xitang is embarrassing. He is the Lord of a country, but people despise him wherever he goes. Do you think you can persuade me and help me raise my status? worth, and then enjoy the glory? What is power in your eyes?"

The knife moved forward a bit, and the blood was washed away by the rain, and some of it was stained on Chu Xiang's skirt, but the young man in white held the knife and did not move at all.

He replied: "It's a delicious poisonous wine that knows how to eat it, and it will ruin your stomach, so you have to fight to swallow it. Naturally, those in power can sit on the world and play with the people like a piece of grass, but before the winter thunder falls on the rotten trees, the mountain Fire will eventually burn the world."

Lan Jue raised the knife gently, Chu Xiang pushed the blade away with two fingers, and took half a step forward.

"My lord, do you want to be a wealthy lord, or do you want to be a mountain fire?"

Yang Feng exclaimed, and then hurriedly covered his mouth.

Become a mountain fire, and then burn all the dead wood in the world?Isn't that—

Lan Jue suddenly smiled, he pinched Chu Xiang's chin, and asked slowly word by word: "You, want to tease me and plot against me?"

Chu Xiang still didn't seem to feel the pain, he also smiled and said: "Don't dare, it's just the king, have you ever really let it go?"

Have you ever really let it go?

That year, Lan Jue's father was banished by the former emperor, and he was exiled outside the Great Wall at a young age. Outside the Great Wall, there was a city that never sleeps, where fish and dragons mixed together, and sometimes alien races harassed it. His father once transformed it into a paradise on earth.

He used to feel inferior because of his status as a criminal minister, until one day he found out that his father had never been at fault.The lord of the Tang Kingdom used the gold he prepared for the emperor to buy food, relieve the victims, and rescue those who were displaced by the locust plague in the country. As a result, the refugees survived, and the lord never returned to his hometown.

"My lord, there is no reason to go along."

"You're right." Lan Jue put away the knife, but Yang Feng who was not far away was so frightened that he almost fainted.

The heavy rain covered up all the surrounding sounds, and there were only two men left facing each other. They were both wet and embarrassed, but they both seemed to be holding a sword in their hands. When they collided, sparks of gold and stone were created.

"But why do you think that I will be instigated by you? I am already the lord of a country, at most I can find a way to take back Dongtang, but you just want me...to seek power and usurp the throne?" Lan Jue's eyes flashed a strange brilliance , he seemed to think it was ridiculous, but it seemed that he couldn't laugh, and he said, "Do you think I desire more power?"

Chu Xiang replied: "You must desire."

"Aren't you afraid that I will be loyal to the emperor?"

Chu Xiang seemed to have heard a joke, and couldn't help laughing. He sternly shouted: "The Son of Heaven? How can he be loyal today?"

He took another step forward, but Lan Jue didn't back down.

"Today, as we speak, King Qin's soldiers and horses are springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, and the tents of various families are hung with various king flags, but everyone knows that power is the real king's flag. Believe it or not, he even left the government affairs to his younger sister. His younger sister is ambitious, but she has ambitions in vain but no emperor's talent, and the emperor, he is busy sleeping with the beauties in his harem a few times before the world changes hands. , Everyone knows that under the banner of King Qin stands the army seizing power, all they want in the world is a jade seal and a dragon couch, this is a meat grinder, if it gets involved, it will either tear other people's flesh and blood, or be mermaid. You want to take over Eastern Tang, doesn’t the Lord of Eastern Tang want Western Tang? Once this war starts, no one can escape.”

"So what do you want, to assist the emperor's contribution to the dragon?"

Chu Xiang paused slightly, and sighed with frustration: "You always care about what I do? I wear white clothes, and it doesn't matter what I want."

Lan Jue skillfully avoided this topic, he covered it up seamlessly, and said, "Aren't you worried that you and I are seeking different things, that we are going the same way?"

Chu Xiang showed his face again: "Will it be? If one day you are in power, and only one day the world is in your hands, those princes and nobles will submit to your feet. No one will dare to say that you are a barbarian behind your back, and everyone will laugh at you The vulgar female officials will be taken to serve as military prostitutes, and those ministers who refuse your marriage proposal today will spend all night kneeling in front of the long steps, begging their daughter to be a court lady in front of you, and the scholars who laugh at your ugly handwriting will be cut off Pull out your tongue with both hands, civil servants and military officials kneel in front of your throne, all people pay homage to you, your descendants are all true dragon emperors, and their destiny belongs to them.”

"Ha." Lan Jue sneered, "Then what's the difference between me and those dignitaries today? I don't know much about etiquette, music, poetry and books, and anyone who likes to talk can talk about it. I don't care about the women in this city. Those clothes A woman who can fight openly and secretly with patterns can't be my queen at all. As for children and grandchildren, I have a adopted son who is ten years old this year. Now this one has made me fall backwards with anger. If there are children and grandchildren, I will at least have a short life. ten years."

Chu Xiang: "But you are not without desires. Otherwise, you would not let go of your pride and waste your time on the extravagant spring banquet in the capital."

Lan Jue was silent.

"Everyone desires power, but they forget where power comes from, and they forget to think about why they desire this sugar-coated poison." Chu Xiang said, "You just walked all the way, didn't you see it too? , What is the fate of being powerless and powerless in today's world? You keep asking me what I want, what I want is simple, you can give it, but the important thing is what you want. "

Lan Jue looked at Chu Xiang, he was a little excited, so that more blood overflowed from the wound on his neck, but he didn't care, and let the rain wash them away.Lan Jue looked into his eyes, suddenly he felt that he was stupid, what's the point of you going back and forth to test it out, he could say the phrase at the spring banquet that autumn comes and the wind blows, he can hold a knife Without hesitation, he can come alone on a rainy night, which is enough proof.

So Lan Jue said softly:

"I want children as old as my son not to lose their parents, I want twenty-eight girls to marry their sweethearts, and I want every old woman the same age as my mother to be enthroned with warm rice porridge I don’t like fighting for power, but as you said, I have the authority of the world in my hands. Only what I say is effective and enough to make all parties obey. So whoever blocks my way, I will lead my iron horse to trample him into meat paste."

Hearing Lan Jue's words, a smile couldn't be concealed on the corner of Chu Xiang's mouth, and he took two steps back again.

Even if the captain of Dragon Sparrow lost his mothership, how could he drift with the tide and be assimilated by a quagmire-like world?People who can be met through time travel, maybe luck is really good, Chu Xiang never thought it would be so smooth, and the ready-made Lan Jue is in front of him, a person who is enough to become a wise ruler.

On the day the mothership set sail, the captain swore by pointing to the power core of the mothership that the ship was alive, and that he was willing to use this body as a shield for the homeland, to protect the satellite river, and to fear death.

The so-called, go away for half your life, and come back as a teenager.

Without hesitation, Chu Xiang lifted up her robe and knelt down straight.

"You have the ambition of a dragon, and it only takes time to soar for nine days. I would like to help you. On the day when the real dragon is in the right place, the clouds will spread the rain, and the dry land will become fertile land again." Chu Xiang looked at him, He suddenly possessed himself, knocked his head down, and water splashed everywhere.

Lan Jue stood quietly and was bowed by him.

"I leave this body to your majesty. I have nothing else to ask for, but I just ask you to remember the promise made today, and you will die forever."