The Book of Troubled Times

Even Tang Wanzhuang is gone, and the medicine is not given...

It's getting better anyway.

Poor Baoqin has only been here for more than a day, and I have made enough travel plans and haven't started yet. When he was taken away, he really didn't want to leave, and cried so much that he was still dragged away by the cruel lady.

Zhao Changhe didn't even know if Tang Wanzhuang was really because she didn't want to be the concubine of the evil country, or because she was afraid that she would be killed after she recovered from her injuries.

Speechlessly, he returned to his yard, and the crowded environment became deserted. The only thing that remained unchanged was Tang Buqi's big face, which changed from a stern face to a smile.

However, there were servants and guards in the courtyard at last. It can be seen that after a few days of tossing, Tang Buqi finished the finishing work of the Kuaiji, took full control of the place, and was thinking of adding some services to the mansion.

It's just that the servants in my yard are all men, and they're still old.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes." Tang Buqi hugged a maid, waving a folding fan and smiling: "You used to be my brother. If you have something good to do, of course you have to take care of your brother. If you send some maids or maidservants, it's a brother's loyalty. Now that someone is going to be my uncle, my nephew doesn't dare to flirt with my uncle, lest I be beaten by my aunt, now and then."

Zhao Changhe was expressionless.

That embarrassing tone was like saying "Let me be my uncle, I can't kill you".

"Don't make a bad face. If I know that you are really going to be my uncle, I can't wait to go back to the time when I gave you Sisi a year ago. I can punch myself in the face and call me a fool."

Zhao Changhe said helplessly: "Sisi and I have nothing to do with each other. You really think you can give her away. Learn what your aunt wears."

"It doesn't matter, does it? It seems that the place you went this time is her place. Do you dare to pat your chest and say that there will not be many people around you when you come out?"

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that he was going to a lot of things this time, and it was extremely dangerous, life and death were unpredictable, whoever wanted to pick up a girl, so he patted his chest and said: "Of course you dare."

Tang Buqi suddenly became kind: "It's okay, it's okay."

Zhao Changhe was very angry and funny, this guy looked unhappy and wanted to pick up his aunt, but subconsciously he was helping his aunt to fight for the wind.

man.

"I said that you are now the commander-in-chief of the three armies. You are so powerful in the south of the Yangtze River. Why do you still have the virtue of a young master? Can you keep your focus?" Zhao Changhe glanced at the maid Tang Buqi was hugging, and said sourly, "Look at your virtue, your reputation has collapsed."

"Tsk." Tang Buqi sneered: "That was done in front of outsiders, so don't pretend to be with your own brothers."

Paused for a moment, as if pointing: "I heard what someone said. After the identity changes in the future, I may have a different face towards my brother... Oh, man."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Tang Buqi said leisurely: "If you need any help, just ask."

Zhao Changhe said wearily, "It's gone."

"I'm referring to your going to the southwest. I said that there is no entrance to the secret place. I still need to visit the Bailiao in the southwest. My aunt told me about this before she left, and asked me to cooperate as much as possible. But no matter how I think about it, I don't think there is anything I can do to cooperate with you... Daxia's governance has never really gone deep into the southwest. The chieftains from all over the country are self-governing, and our hands can't reach that far."

Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need, I'll go and see for myself. Anyway, there are people from the Zhenmagic Division over there, so it's fine if someone can help you when you need it."

Tang Buqi said: "Li Si'an's business has been done there, and he is quite familiar with Southwest. He may have a place to cooperate with you. When the time comes, you can find him."

"...Could it be to open a brothel over there?"

"No, they have a lot of business, and they trade goods over there. Sisi had also exchanged goods with us before, and it was also transported through Li Si'an's caravan. He is also one of the people who knows about Sisi's existence."

"Okay, got it."

"It's fine if I don't have anything to do with you." Tang Buqi staggered away with his maid in his arms: "I used to see you sour, but now it's your turn to see me sour. I'm going to be happy. Go play with the knife yourself. Goodbye."

Zhao Changhe's hair was smoking with anger.

Your aunt asked you to help me, so you just throw it to Li Si'an, right?

Li Si'an is not only a member of the Town Magic Division, but also a member of the Brotherhood of Thieves. I need you to find him, but I can't find him myself?

The most annoying thing is that he can really be happy, but the self he is sour on actually didn't accomplish anything.

Angrily, he reached into the ring and took out the sword. The sword has been honest until now, quietly pretending to be dead like an ordinary sword without spirituality.

Zhao Changhe tried to telepathize with Longque, to see if he could achieve the kind of communication between Cui Yuanyang and Qinghe Jianlianshanjian, but there was no response.

This kind of communication is indeed not for everyone. Yang Jingxiu's practice was so much higher than that of Yang Yang before, so he couldn't communicate with Lianshan Sword. Excalibur is like a vegetable at home. On the contrary, Yangyang has an extremely pure Qinghe sword intent, and Lian Shanjian reacted to it. Facts have proved that it was Lao Yang's sword intent that made Lian Shanjian very dissatisfied and ignored him.

What's more, Longque Zhi's Tsundere Secondary School is not inferior to Lianshanjian... It's been with me for so long, but it has never achieved normal communication. God knows what it is thinking at this moment.

How about trying to communicate with the Ancient Sword Dragon Emperor? This ancient sword should be more careful...

The left hand tried to perceive the meaning of the ancient sword, and it really got something.

A very strange mode of communication, not in a conversation, but seems to be able to vaguely understand what the other party means.

Gu Jian's first will roughly said: You and I are destined.

But what is the specific fate, the information cannot be received so delicately. If I make up my mind, I once found the Qinglong Seal with Chichi, Chichi received the complete inheritance, and gave me the superficial Qinglong meaning when I passed the breath; I also found the Qinglong real coffin with Sanniang, and comprehended the Qinglong rejuvenation formula from the coffin carving.

This predestined relationship is indeed relatively deep.

Gu Jian's second will: You have the imperial spirit, and you have the fate, and you may be my new master.

Zhao Changhe was overjoyed, and received the third will: But there is no second day, and I will not coexist with this broken knife. If there is it, there will be no me. If you throw it away, I will recognize the master.

This means that Gu Jian was still proud, "maybe", meaning that there is still a test or something, but there is a dragon bird here, Gu Jian is in a hurry, and the test is omitted directly, you can just throw it away.

Zhao Changhe suddenly felt that there was a reaction from his right hand, but after careful perception, there was no news.

Maybe my brain power is too strong, I always feel like a ponytail loli is eavesdropping...

In fact, Zhao Changhe doesn't need it to eavesdrop, and Zhao Changhe naturally knows the choice: "Brother Jian, Longque has shared weal and woe with me, and I don't know how many powerful enemies we have fought hand in hand. Unless it doesn't want me, I absolutely can't abandon it."

It feels like the dragon bird is three points lighter.

There is no sorrow or joy in the meaning of the ancient sword: then the fate between you and me is over.

Then there was no sound.

Zhao Changhe was not entangled, silent, but he didn't resist, which meant that he could use it as a normal sword, the same as he used to use the Dragon Sparrow. Wouldn't it be enough if he could use it... In the end, his goal was to forge the Yedi Sword. This sword had to be returned to San Niang.

Trying to communicate with Longque again, this time Longque finally conveyed his will: This is not bad, otherwise I will ignore you.

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Dare to love you for ignoring me before, not because I couldn't communicate, but because I was arrogant...

Longque once again sent a will: I am the emperor's sword, and I only open up the territory for the emperor. You are not an emperor, but you are an ally, and you can fight hand in hand. And from today, you are the emperor.

This arrogant one clearly means "From today onwards, you can be my master", but he just doesn't say it directly.

Zhao Changhe still confirmed it: "But I didn't proclaim myself emperor."

The meaning of the dragon bird came: whether he is an emperor or not, never depends on who he claims to be, but on whether others recognize him or not.

Zhao Changhe scratched his head: "Don't you know it's acting... We never kept our conversations from you."

Longque responded: But in her heart, she really thinks so.

Zhao Changhe was startled and remained silent.

Dragonfinch was also silent. This idiot, you still don't say it, do you want me to take the initiative to say that you are my master?

Zhao Changhe let out a long breath, and said seriously: "Longque, I don't know if you like to hear the truth..."

Longque: "..."

"You are the emperor knife. This kind of acknowledgment of the master always makes me feel like I am making a promise that I will be the emperor. I don't want to make this kind of promise. Putting aside the meaning of life as a master-servant dialogue, as a knife, you have been with me for so long. I will never let you talk to others. It is my knife and it can only be mine. Whether you recognize it or not, I am your master. Whether you think of me as a partner or an ally in your heart, that is your business. I don't care what you think, as long as you and me."

Dragonfinch trembled.

The conveyed will was vague, I don't know if it was Zhao Changhe's illusion, but he actually felt that it had a kind of orgasm-like comfort.

Zhao Changhe: "?"

The will that Longque has been conveying vaguely has become extremely clear, like a dialogue: "The emperor's will should be so, so is the true lord."

Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded.

The blade flickered faintly, and all the rusty and dull appearance that Cui Wenjing had deliberately tampered with before disappeared, and turned into an old-fashioned and bloody sword again. The body of the knife is engraved with the shape of a dragon and sparrow, with its teeth and claws open, as if it wants to soar into the sky.

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