lure military division

The Huayan Hall had a guest again, but this time it was replaced by a friend of the previous owner.

With Xue Yileng's handsome face, she didn't care about the air-conditioning on her body, and looked at Tuoba Zishu and Fu Zihan opposite.

"Dragon veins are very important. Hero Xueyi, I don't know when Mr. Xiao will return." Fu Zihan shook the folding fan in his hand. For some reason, Xueyi looked at the familiar handwriting on the folding fan and felt an urge to kill.

"It's not important." Xue Yi said three words concisely.

"Okay." Fu Zihan closed his fan and bowed to Xue Yi, "Mr. Xiao has done his best for the Wei State. The Beiyan army has already mixed into the Wei State. In the future battles, we will have to rely on the hero Xue Yi."

"Wise man?" Xue Yi looked at Fu Zihan with scrutiny. This was the third time he saw Fu Zihan, "You are different from Xiao Yichen."

"Everyone in the world is different, I don't know which aspect the hero refers to?"

"Any aspect."

"Mr. Xiao is Mr. Xiao, and Fu Zihan is Fu Zihan. There is only one thing in common among wise men, and that is that they all have a strong heart."

"Do not."

"What's wrong?"

Xue Yi grabbed the wine glass on the table and stopped talking. The difference is that Fu Zihan's heart is only resourceful and scheming, while Xiao Yichen's heart has Xue Yi, the world, and love in his heart.

Tuoba Zishu, who originally only came to see Xiao Yichen, saw that Xueyi didn't want to talk at all, so he said a few polite words, and got up to leave.

Tuoba Zishu has just begun to understand the sorrow of an emperor.

After Tuoba Zishu came to power, he held a national funeral and buried the late emperor and the empress dowager together. It was rumored that the late emperor became sick from overwork, suffered a brain injury, and died of a sudden illness. The empress dowager died for the sake of the late emperor.

During the national mourning period, everything was kept simple, and the turbulent political situation was rectified as much as possible. Taxes were cut, water conservancy was repaired, and he became a good emperor who governed benevolently and loved the people. It seemed that the cruel war before had never happened.

The eyes of the people are always changeable. As long as it is beneficial to them, it doesn't matter who is in power.

Yes, it's not that important. Under the baptism of time, everything that happens now is not that important. Xiao Yichen sat by the pool of long-lasting autumn water, holding a delicate silver jug, pouring wine on the lotus leaf.

Yu Jian put the teapot in her heart: "If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, but the lotus has spirits. Do you want the flowers to get drunk with you, sir?"

"Miss Yu, Xiao has never been able to understand what it feels like to be drunk."

"Because I don't want to try."

"Wrong." The rambunctious quack came over with a wine gourd, "He wanted to, but he couldn't."

"Why?" Yu Jian looked at Jun Shangqing with disheveled hair in doubt.

"Sigh." Jun Shangqing sighed heavily, "Because beauties are the most charming when they are sad, beauty Xiao refuses to be sad in order to prove that she is not a beauty."

"This..." Yu Jianxin glanced at Xiao Yichen, who was beside him with a calm and expressionless expression, and then at Jun Shangqing, who had a malicious expression, "It's a good way."

"Yes, but sometimes, wine is the medicine." Jun Shangqing pointed to the guqin that was placed on the table at some time, "This kind of situation is most suitable for telling stories."

Yu Jian understood, moved the guqin to her lap, and played it casually.

"Yeah." Jun Shangqing nodded, "As expected of Miss Yu, she is good at piano."

At the end of the song, Xiao Yichen also nodded, with the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and said with a faint smile: "It's really a wonderful story."

"Compared to your peerless eloquence, Beauty Xiao, others can only find a different way in other places." Jun Shangqing looked around, "Is Xue Yi really left in the palace by you?"

"The situation is irreversible." Xiao Yichen picked up his wine glass, "Friend."

"how?"

"Why don't you scold me?"

"With Xiao Meiren's extraordinary nerves, if a few simple curses can wake you up, then I still have to sit here every day." Jun Shangqing rolled his eyes at Xiao Yichen, looked at the wine gourd, with a melancholy expression, " My Drunken Tonight, my daughter Hong, my Hua Diao, Xiao Meiren, accompanied by beauties and fine wines, are always risks, as a good person who has never been seen before or since in the martial arts world, how do you feel about it?"

"Ha, buddy, are you being sarcastic?"

"No, this is a suggestion." Jun Shangqing patted Yu Jianxin on the shoulder and sighed, "Girl, I will leave this to you. It is not the doctor's responsibility to comfort others."

Looking at Jun Shangqing who staggered away, Yu Jian looked suspiciously at the wine gourd that Jun Shangqing left behind on the table, everyone gets drunk if wine is not drunk, isn't it?

Yu Jianxin fiddled with the strings in this hand: "Yu Jianxin has something to ask."

Xiao Yichen sat there quietly, quietly waiting for the next word.

"Yu Jian would like to ask, what is your opinion on the current situation?"

"The people of the Martial Arts League are excited. Fulongshan and his party are bound to win. The dragon's veins are bound to be impacted. Wei's civil turmoil cannot take Fulongshan into account. The second prince has not returned from Beiyan. Soon, a new war will begin."

"Sir, Yu Jian is asking for advice on the current situation."

"Behind the eldest prince, there are people who are fueling the flames, and there are people in the Wulin League who are instigating people's hearts."

"I understand, sir, what is your opinion on the current situation."

Xiao Yichen tightly held the teacup in his hand, the pain in his eyes could not be wiped out, "Yes, Xiao is powerless to reverse the current situation, unable to take revenge, let alone revenge, the current situation is nothing more than the death of the lord, Xu Qingcheng is also dead , is dead, hahahaha, Qingcheng, she is dead."

Frantic laughter and silent tears are all telling the pain deeply buried in my heart. The depression that has been accumulated for a long time finally bursts out. It is powerless remorse, which I have seen for many years, and the helplessness of the world.

Not a single drop of alcohol, Xiao Yichen told himself in his heart, why not get drunk, but reason told him, no, because he is Xiao Yichen, and he has the responsibility represented by this name.

The inner struggle tore apart the last rationality, Xiao Yichen knelt down heavily in front of the lotus pond, silently, tears dripping down the dust, Xiao Yichen understood, Yu Jian also understood, what was lost would not come back.

Tears are endless, a drop of blood and tears fell into the ground, Xiao Yichen was surrounded by strong winds, and for a moment, ghosts were weeping, and a thunderbolt struck down, directly falling into the lotus pond.