The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 878 The Wind Rises

As Tang Wanzhuang entered the hall, the originally noisy hall fell silent for an instant, and many people held their breath.

 It’s not the oppression caused by status, it’s the appearance.

 She is so beautiful.

It’s almost like Wu Yue’s beautiful mountains and rivers come together into one body. It seems that as long as she stands there, she represents Jiangnan.

　　It used to be a plus point for having a sickly temperament, but now I am no longer sickly and frail, but my grace is still beautiful and charming. Coupled with the fact that he has been in power for thirty years, his majestic demeanor is truly breathtaking.

That eternal appearance seems to be God saying that this kind of good fortune should not pass away, and ordinary people do not need to be jealous. It is God who does not allow her to see her hair grow old.

 The uniform greetings of young people came from the hall, breaking the silence: "My great-nephew sends his regards to my aunt."

 All the guests: “…”

The mountains and rivers of Wuyue suddenly collapsed and turned into bamboo fences in the countryside, where chickens and dogs heard each other.

Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes rested on Zhao Changhe for a short moment, then turned a few times on Baoqin's bun, and responded softly: "No need to be polite. Baoqin, is this the husband you are looking for?"

Tang Buqi twitched the corner of his mouth. Most people didn't know that Ling Ruoyu was Yue Hongling's apprentice, and he, Tang Buqi, didn't know either, but he just needed to know who was with Ling Ruoyu just now. The real master is with you and you want to hand over this broken knife to me?

The guy named Zhao is really having fun now. Is this some new type of trick to pick up girls?

Ling Ruoyu: “…”

“Quieque, do you feel any malicious intent?”

"yes."

How could Tang Wanzhuang really blame her? She felt soft in her heart, as if saying to herself: "It's pretty good..."

Kenshin seemed to instinctively feel that there were malicious glances from the crowd of guests. The girl suddenly raised her head and looked around, but she couldn't find her.

With a "pop" sound, Tang Buqi slapped his son and spun him around: "That **** is either your aunt, or your aunt!"

"Yes, I am the most sensitive to this. I told you that back then..."

"Just because she came here looking for nothing, it means someone is causing trouble." Tang Buqi lectured his son: "Otherwise, do you think she can really come all the way for my birthday banquet, and the majestic Prime Minister has nothing to do? But then again, do you think she can come all the way for my birthday banquet? , they will be fine if anything happens here. The reason why we have done enough homework is to avoid being embarrassed and have our aunt wipe our butts when we are old. Do we want your father and me to jump into the river? "

son:"???"

"It's still early, let's talk about the dinner later. If you don't want to wait for the guests first, take the piano and accompany me back to the old house for a chat, and take your husband with you."

It's really strange, that broken knife is so annoying and stinky, why can't it be parted with... Well, it must be so that she can take it with her to see the galaxy.

"Did Tang Bucry let you get close? You run over now, don't get arrested as an assassin first."

"Even if the Sunset Divine Sword reappears in the world, I should be ashamed of myself."

There was a slight noise in the hall: "She is Ling Ruoyu! She is so young."

If Queque did not lie, then the beloved prime minister may be a love rival with his master.

Thinking that the guy was as young as ever in the past, and the past of those green years when he was riding horses in the rivers and lakes, singing and drinking, flashed through his mind. Tang Buqi sat there in a daze, and the birthday congratulations of the guests in front of him became very distant and could not be heard clearly.

Baoqin apologized and said, "Baoqin knew that the lady would come this time and there was no need to send a message, so I stole the day."

Tang Buqi coughed dryly, sat back on the throne, and said in a majestic tone: "Little girl, is that a dragon bird you are holding in your arms?"

Tang Wanzhuang went out as soon as he entered. Zhao Changhe followed behind silently. Ling Ruoyu subconsciously reached out her hand. She also wanted to meet her beloved Prime Minister Tang, but she didn't know where to stand.

“Books of troubled times are written several times a day, and at the age of sixteen he reached the top of the list of eighteen people. There is no one in the younger generation who can surpass him.”

“I didn’t expect you to be here.” In the waterside pavilion where Tang Wanzhuang once lived, Tang Wanzhuang made tea with bare hands and sat opposite Zhao Changhe, her voice calm. Holding the piano and standing aside, it's like playing back a cassette tape, flashing back to the past.

The cicadas are still chirping in the running water, but what has changed is that the little maid holding the piano has combed her hair into a bun, and the moss marks at the foot of the bamboo building confirm the mottled traces of time.

The girl was sitting in the corner holding the dragon bird in confusion, watching the guests congratulating one after another and giving gifts. Her thoughts were a little distant and she didn't know where she was going.

 Stop talking, I'm afraid of getting beaten when I go back.

“My aunt and grandma are here, who still dares to cause trouble?”

Tang Buqi still had something to say. Of course her aunt might not have something to do. She could just come here to find a man. But wherever that man is, nothing good ever happens.

Ling Ruoyu came to his senses and could only answer: "Yes, junior Ling Ruoyu will protect the sword and go south, and deliver the holy sword to Wu Hou. I hope Wu Hou will organize people to **** him back to the capital."

Ling Ruoyu opened his mouth, feeling that there was something wrong with what he said. The reason why I went south to protect my sword was to give it to you. Otherwise, why would I go south?

 It is indeed the majestic and serious person in the legend, so fierce.

Tang Buqi calmed down and said seriously: "Young people should not give up halfway when doing things. You have protected this sword for so long, so you should continue to bring it to the capital. It is not the swordsman's fault to leave it to outsiders."

“So you came here for the galaxy?”

If Tang Buqi had made such a statement yesterday, Ling Ruoyu would have dropped the knife and turned around and left. Anyway, it was none of my business once the knife was delivered. But today I feel a little relieved. Before I walked in, I was still thinking that I didn't want to give him the knife, but in the end, Wu Hou really didn't want it... As expected of a respected senior, he was considerate.

Ling Ruoyu turned to look in the direction of Tang Buqi. There was a young man bending over and saying to Tang Buqi: "That Miss Ling is so beautiful and powerful, I think..."

 Hands on the piano like a dog-legged person, smiling and not answering.

Ling Ruoyu was horrified and stood up: "This must be reported to the Marquis of Wu."

 “It’s not just one, it’s many.”

"Yes, it happened to be Buqi's birthday, and I wanted to come and see my family... I just didn't expect to see you." Tang Wanzhuang glanced at Baoqin with her beautiful eyes, half-smiling: "Now that I have grown up, I don't send messages, just to steal Where to eat?”

Tang Buqi was holding his forehead: "Why do you feel that my birthday will be very tragic... Please go and check the guards of the Marquis Mansion and check if there are any special circumstances."

“Okay, okay, don’t be a **** about your past, do you know which one it is? Wu Hou’s birthday banquet, there are many heroes gathered, and some people dare to covet you..."

Ling Ruoyu didn't hear clearly what was said there, and shuddered when she saw Wu Hou beating his son.

Hand in hand, Baoqin sniffed: "Miss..."

“Well, you are now the chief historian of my prime minister’s office and my right-hand man.”

"That's not possible. Without me, who can help the young lady carry the piano?"

 “Give me the piano.”

Handing over the qin, Tang Wanzhuang placed it on the table, reached out and gently stroked a string of clear sounds, and then raised his eyes to look at Zhao Changhe: "What music do you want to listen to?"

Zhao Changhe said: "It's whatever you want, as long as you play it, I'll listen."

　　The sound of the piano sounds, it is still like mountains and rivers, only telling the sound of close friends.

Zhao Changhe sipped tea and listened to the music quietly. Looking at Tang Wanzhuang's soft and smiling expression, he felt that tea was more intoxicating than wine. After encountering evening makeup, it can be said that I have changed the most. On the outside, he has restrained his recklessness, but in fact, he has seen the country from a corner of the rivers and lakes, and has reached the world.

Wanzhuang himself has also gone from suppressing the demons in the world to the more extensive government affairs of the government and the public. Even when Xia Chichi was "camping in person", Wanzhuang had been presiding over the stability of the political situation between the government and the opposition, putting away all his sharp edges and just being the woman behind the scenes.

 She was overtaken by Huangfu Qingxu, who had been fighting for her whole life, and she stopped chasing him.

those are meaningless...for the rest of my life, I will only live for you.

Perhaps the most anticipated picture of late Tang Dynasty was playing the piano and cooking tea with her husband in the backyard.

"Zheng", Tang Wanzhuang stretched out her hand to press the strings, and the lingering sound lingered with the fragrance of tea.

“If I can’t wait for such Qincha in thirty years, can I do it in the future?” Tang Wanzhuang asked.

Zhao Changhe said: "It's almost here."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to the waterside pavilion window to look at the scenery.

Zhao Changhe also stood beside him. No matter how noisy the main hall in the distance was, this place was just a garden outside the world, with a stream of water and a flower field.

Tang Wanzhuang looked at the bees running around among the flowers and said casually: "Come for a walk with me?"

"Um."

 The two of them walked side by side among the flowers, but did not speak for a long time.

 Is it already a wonderful expectation to visit the garden quietly side by side, or is it because it has been so long that we can’t find a topic?

Zhao Changhe didn’t look for a topic, but just stretched out his hand to hold Tang Wanzhuang’s hand. His delicate hands were still as smooth as grease, but they were no longer as cold as before. After holding each other gently for a long time, each other could feel the warmth transmitted by the other, and the hearts that had been silent for a long time began to beat together rhythmically.

"After so many years of peace and quiet, I devoted all my attention to managing the country. I thought I would soon forget you." After a long time, Tang Wanzhuang said in a low voice: "But once we met, the memory quickly filled up. It’s heartwarming.”

Zhao Changhe remained silent and did not say any more words of apology. These words have been said too much recently, and what they want is not an apology, but a longer-term future.

"When I saw me before, I always couldn't wait to be frivolous. I just liked to see Wan Zhuang's shy and shy look on her hair. Why are you such a gentleman today?" Tang Wanzhuang glanced at him sideways and said with a smile, "It's our King Zhao. You feel guilty too, sorry?”

Zhao Changhe said: "How can we only think about that kind of thing after meeting for so long... What do we think of you..."

 “But I want to.” Tang Wanzhuang said calmly.

 Zhao Changhe paused, Tang Wanzhuang turned around, hugged his waist with force, and buried her head in his arms.

The handcuffs were tightened so hard that even Zhao Changhe's body felt the pressure. Only then did he know what a turbulent torrent was hidden under the calmness of playing the piano and cooking tea.

"I was a little afraid before..." Tang Wanzhuang buried her head in his arms and whispered softly: "Although I know that it is just a matter of time for you to wake up, I always wonder whether you will be unkind in thirty years. Again. Will you wake up and find that we are all sixty years old and old women? It sounds horrifying and unpleasant, and a young man about your age is calling grandma... Will you just shrink away from me in the hall just now? Stop those bastards."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Changhe kissed her and blocked her mouth first.

Tang Wanzhuang swallowed everything she said and opened her teeth submissively to meet his fierce kiss.

After their lips parted for a long time, Zhao Changhe panted slightly and whispered: "This is the punishment for doubting me."

"Well..." Tang Wanzhuang leaned softly into his arms: "Actually, I was very happy when I saw Baoqin's bun... You don't dislike Baoqin, and of course you don't dislike us either."

Zhao Changhe said: "Not to mention that you are still as beautiful as before, even if your hair is really gray, I am still willing to accompany you, playing the piano and making tea together."

"real?"

"Really. It's really unfair not to say anything... But I think it's good for him to do that... I also want to have a family full of children. How many do you want to give me?"

Tang Wanzhuang's face glowed: "I just want a son and a daughter."

 “Then one son and one daughter.”

Tang Wanzhuang regained her sense of joy as a girl. She took his hand and walked to the river to sit down. She leaned her head on his shoulder and looked at the water together without saying a word.

It seems that he is already planning in his mind, if there is any breakup today, he will hurry up and go to sleep with his husband and make a baby after the fight. But will others come tonight...

 Hmm... Actually it's still early now, can you try to find some opportunities... just to see if you look too hungry, lose your grace, and get laughed at?

Tang Wanzhuang gave Baoqin a vicious look at Baoqin who was hiding in the waterside pavilion and peeking.

ˆBaoqin: “?”

 What happened to me? Didn’t you say that you were quite happy that I stole away and ate you? I'm hiding in the pavilion and won't bother you anymore. How can there be such a sensible maid like me...

Tang Wanzhuang thought about it silently for a while, but still couldn't ask for **** at this time. In fact, she actually enjoyed the feeling of sitting quietly with him by the stream and leaning on her shoulders, so she gave up that thought and turned to talking about it. Down to business: "We haven't met you yet, and we haven't asked you what the results of that arrow were. They just acted based on analysis. I don't know if it's right."

Zhao Changhe said casually: "Ye Wuming has gone through two epochs to eradicate all the ancient demons born by Tiandao, and the influence of Tiandao on this world has been minimized. If her last fatal blow is successful, she will die with Tiandao. , the so-called God's will can no longer interfere with anything, including the presentation of the Book of Troubled Times, which can only be passive, and this world will be free. But if it fails, the law she represents will be controlled by the law of heaven again, and will be transformed into today's world. The three thousand demon gods from the early years were reborn from all kinds of demonic energy. Those things were originally created by Heaven, and he can definitely create another round."

"Um."

"My arrow shot over. Ye Wuming was not a cerebral palsy, so he naturally canceled his original skills and instead cooperated with my arrow attack. The Heavenly Dao was attacked by this attack and was injured and escaped far away. Ye Wuming used the Heavenly Book to isolate this world and prevent the Heavenly Dao from taking advantage of the loopholes. Come in. So the current situation is actually very simple. It's just that both sides have rested and recovered. He has recovered from his injuries and I have repaired the flaws. It's time to restart the decisive battle. "

"It's really simple. It's exactly what we guessed." Tang Wanzhuang said: "Fortresses are always breached from the inside. Tiandao is trying to mobilize the 'demon energy' still lurking inside to gain access to the galaxy and break through this world from the inside. . And we also want to take this opportunity to wipe out its remaining demonic energy and eliminate internal worries. At the same time, we can also use these demonic energies to trace the location of Heavenly Dao, and then see how to counterattack. It’s not complicated. Now Tiandao doesn’t know that you are awake, but we have an advantage.”

"But if we don't reach an agreement with Ye Wuming, we can't counterattack. No matter how much you think of her, these things can never be avoided by Ye Wuming."

"We don't have much opinion about her. We don't even know her. The only ones who have opinions are Jiuyou and Piaomiao." Tang Wanzhuang said leisurely: "But from the perspective of power, Your Majesty should also conquer Ye Palace."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment before he realized that "Your Majesty" refers to himself. In Wan Zhuang's heart, the emperor was always Zhao Changhe, and Xia Chichi was just an agent. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Seeing his smile, Tang Wanzhuang also smiled: "Anyway, you are the Night Emperor now, and the Night Palace is yours. Even Ye Wuming himself said that he wanted you to be the Emperor of Heaven and live in the Night Palace. I think you can just come to her and ask for a house. , If she doesn’t move out, she will become a concubine inside.”

 Zhao Changhe turned his head to look at her.

Tang Wanzhuang finally had a slight blush on her face: "What's the matter? Taking a concubine for your husband, isn't it a good idea to gain a reputation for not being jealous?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "But I think if someone was peeping, she would be furious right now."

“What’s the matter, she just bullied Ruoyu, but she also wants to bully us?” The moment she saw Zhao Changhe, Tang Wanzhuang guessed that those Ling Ruoyu’s deeds written in the troubled times were Ye Wuming’s trick on the children.

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "How much do you know about Ruoyu's situation?"

Tang Wanzhuang said: "You know, Hong Ling likes to go to the world of knights alone, and has little contact with everyone. No one knows when he took this apprentice in, and he has never seen him. He was only released last year for training. , the little girl did not reveal to the outside world that her master was Yue Hongling, and it was not easy to work **** her own to become famous. During this period, both Yangyang and Baoqin came into contact with her, and they received a lot of praise. "

“That’s it?” Zhao Changhe asked, “Is there anything special?”

"I don't know if it's something special... Ever since she appeared in the world last year, news of Xinghe's looming presence in various places has begun to spread. However, since the rumored location does not correspond to her behavior, normal analysis still considers it a coincidence. ”

Zhao Changhe nodded slightly and was about to say something. Suddenly, Tang Wanzhuang's accompanying bodyguard came to report from outside the courtyard: "Prime Minister, it is said that Tiger Hill is in turmoil, the sword spirit appears in the void, and Wu Hou has led his people to rush there."

 (End of this chapter)