In the motorcade, Cheng Yunhe was sitting in the carriage. When he was about to go out, he felt something in his heart for some reason. He popped his head out of the carriage and looked at the majestic tower at the north gate slowly getting smaller. He thought that his home was here.
My parents, wife, and children are all here. My ancestors have been from Zhao for generations, and I have grown up in this city for forty years.
I couldn't help but think of a sentence: Born here, raised here, died here.
Suddenly I smiled bitterly in my heart and thought: If you are born here, you may not be able to live here; even if you are born here and raised here, you may not die here! This sentence is really a bit wishful thinking. Just like myself, there is no guarantee that I will die here.
Zhao. The real man is wrapped in horse leather, why should he care where he dies?
I couldn't help but chant: "I've traveled eight thousand miles to the yellow sand, and I have been carrying this life for forty years; the wind blows in the cool autumn, and my hair is white, and the clouds cover the sky, and my heart feels cold."
After reciting it, he felt that there was nothing new, it seemed to be just a rhyme, so he smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Why is the last sentence so heart-breaking? I am under the Prime Minister's command, and this time I go out, it is the time to make achievements.
He shook his head and sat back in the carriage without recording the poem.
When Cheng Yunhe left, it was late autumn, the fallen leaves were rustling, the autumn wind was bleak, and the sky was whimpering. The sky was filled with dark clouds, threatening to destroy the city.
In Tieyun City at this moment, Chu Yang was finishing three challenges and returned to Butian Pavilion, studying hard with a book in hand.
Wu Qianqian looked at the tall pile of books on Chu Yang's desk in confusion, and couldn't help but frown, not understanding.
I don’t know when the emperor started to study diligently and study hard. That kind of serious concentration, tirelessness, and forgetting to eat and sleep is enough to make the most diligent scholars who are eager to be named on the gold list be ashamed to death!
but……
Wu Qianqian wouldn't be so surprised if this Chu emperor was reading books about military strategies and even the general history of mountains and rivers.
But this guy actually read some books that are considered by scholars to be ‘inappropriate’, such as stories about talented people and beauties, anecdotes about famous people, and absurd stories about gods and spirits...
These stories are not long. They are all made up by some boring literati to make people laugh when they are extremely bored. There is no meaning in them. If they are used to entertain children, they are just right; but Chu Yang sees...
…
But it's really a bit ridiculous.
Especially when Master Chu was watching, he still looked attentive, and at the same time he was mumbling something. When he got closer to listen, he was actually reciting it!
This left Wu Qianqian even more speechless...
The most egregious thing is that this Master Chu seems to be addicted to watching him, and he makes himself giggle inexplicably from time to time...
Think about it, a high-ranking person wearing black clothes covering his feet and wearing a hideous mask on his face is holding a children's book and looking at it with silly smiles...
It really makes one’s skin crawl all over just thinking about it, let alone seeing it with one’s own eyes.
Wu Qianqian felt that the goosebumps on her body were falling off one layer after another. Chu Yuzuo was still giggling. The most egregious thing was that she often drifted away while reading books, her eyes were dull, and then a glistening line of saliva started from her eyes.
The mouth of the mask was sticky and hung down. At that time, even the eyes were a little lustful...
Reading a book can make your eyes look lustful, and what’s more, it’s a children’s book... What a high spiritual state this is!
Wu Qianqian groaned: I can't live this life!
While she was dealing with things, there was a creepy and even lewd laughter coming from behind... If Wu Qianqian hadn't been a girl herself and had good self-cultivation, she would have stood up and slapped the book hard.
Then he poured a cup of tea on King Chu Hell's face, pointed at the door and shouted: Get out!
As for the origin of these books, Wu Qianqian was even more speechless: It was the King of Hell of Chu who took advantage of his position and used his power for personal gain. He asked those wolf-like guys with sinister faces to go everywhere to find them... and a group of killers.
Go find children's books... This is what Master Chu did with great proficiency: Twenty books per person cannot be duplicated. If you cannot get them, military law will serve you!
Thinking of every time those tough-faced guys walked in with a wry smile and a stack of children's books in their arms, Wu Qianqian had the urge to laugh until she died.
This impulse reached its climax when Hall Master Cheng came in with a stack of books.
An old man with wrinkles on his face, frowning and embarrassed, holding a stack of children's books...
Wu Qianqian laughed like crazy.
Once upon a time, when Emperor Chu was concentrating on reading, Prince Butian came to visit. After entering, Prince Butian, who was so calm, so calm and graceful, couldn't help but open his mouth and couldn't close it!
Then she said something that made Wu Qianqian laugh until her stomach ached every time she thought about it: Um, Master Chu is developing his intelligence?
As the leader of an intelligence network, a killer leader, and the person in charge of a spy organization, it is really ridiculous to do such a thing...
The most outrageous thing is that every time she comes in the morning, she always says in annoyance: I forgot about that story... This sentence makes Wu Qianqian speechless.
Who is this!
Chu Yang no longer wanted the children's books he had read, and Wu Qianqian had already thrown away several large boxes.
What's especially, especially, especially outrageous is that this girl not only likes children's books, but also likes children's toys! She doesn't like children's toys only because she likes little boys, but specifically likes toys for little girls...
When I see someone who is really cute, I hold her in my arms and think about it for a while, and then my eyes become lustful again... I leave at night and I actually have to hug her back...
Wu Qianqian is terrified every day now! Because every time Chu Yuzuo wants to take a walk after finishing his work, he will always leave a message: If you are okay, go out and buy me a toy...
Every time she heard this sentence, Wu Qianqian's own feet twitched.
The only thing that makes Wu Qianqian a little proud is: Have any of you ever seen King Chu of Hell smiling lustfully at a book? I have seen it!
Have any of you ever seen King Chu of Hell holding a children's toy that is only for little girls and seeming to be in heat?
I've seen it before!
Damn it! Although Wu Qianqian didn’t curse the Three-Character Sutra out loud, in her heart she had definitely given up the precepts for the first time in her life!
"Your Majesty, there is someone asking to see you." Cheng Ziang's voice came, and it could be heard that the Cheng Hall Master's voice was not normal, as if he had a toothache...
Anyone who knows that Master Chu wants these things for his own use has this expression now.
"Who is it? No time!" Master Chu, who was diligently studying and reciting carefully, said impatiently.
"Yes...it's the person who came that day." Cheng Zi'ang's face seemed to have turned into a bitter melon. Uncle, you are so happy to refuse, but this person really cannot be refused. This is the person of the Black Devil, and he is
A throne.
"Who came that day?" Chu Yang asked doubtfully.
A cold voice said: "Master Chu, you are so arrogant."
The voice was cold and swishing, and before he finished speaking, a man in black had already appeared at the door. His movements were as fast as a ghost.
Chu Yang looked up and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Ah ha ha ha... I said who is it? It turns out to be you. Please sit down. Please sit down. I said magpies have started chirping since this morning. It turns out it is you."
Your Majesty is here...Qianqian, serve tea, serve good tea! Serve the good tea that I treasure!"
The affectionate tone in these words made the Black Demon Sword King almost think that he had arrived at the home of a relative whom he had not seen for many years...
As he spoke, Master Chu left his seat affectionately and came over to greet him.
The Black Devil Sword King snorted and was about to speak when he caught sight of the children's book in the hands of the King of Hell Chu. In an instant, it was messy in the wind!
The leader of Butian Pavilion was actually reading a book called "Li Li Dog and Dang Dang Niu". When he looked at the table again, there were books like this scattered everywhere. What about "The Legend of the Holy Fish" and "The Emperor and the Singer"
Stories that have to be told" "The love story of the three-tailed toad and the two-legged horse" "The story of seven snow white princesses and a dwarf" "Mengmengludulu"...
(Well, the title of the book is purely fabricated)...
The King of Swordsmen was in a mess, and his eyes suddenly went straight. He raised his hands and looked, and saw a layer of goosebumps clearly visible on the back of his hands...
Wu Qianqian on the side lowered her head in shame and turned away - so embarrassing...
"Uh-huh...hehehe..." Master Chu was also a little embarrassed. He rubbed his nose through the mask and shouted: "Qianqian, why don't you take all these books away? What will it look like if the guests see it?
"
After speaking, he calmly said to the Black Demon Sword King: "It's funny, it's funny, ahem, little girls are like this, hehe..."
Wu Qianqian's pretty face turned blue with anger in an instant! When did she become my eyes? If you want to save face, don't push it on me... But when King Chu Hell glared at her, Miss Wu dared to get angry and
I didn't dare to say anything, so I swallowed my anger and started to pack my 'own books'...
The Dark Demon Sword King sat down with a crooked look, cursing this guy for being shameless in his heart: These books are obviously with you, but you still have one opened in your hand, and you still falsely accuse this girl.
. But he said in a haha manner: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, little girls like this..."
After saying this, even the Sword King himself felt a little blushing. The little girl liked this, but that was a little girl of seven or eight years old, and the little girl in front of her was seventeen or eighteen years old...
But today I came to ask someone for something, so I had no choice but to say it...
Wu Qianqian threw all the books into the box with two bangs, pouted and hugged them up. She walked up to the throne of Chu, pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty, take that 'my book' in your hand."
Give it back to me, it should be enough for you to hold the fan, right?"
"Uh, uh..." Only then did Chu Yang realize that he still had a book in his hand, and he threw it into the box that Wu Qianqian was holding at lightning speed. He laughed and said, "The weather is really hot...
This thing is more convenient for holding a fan than a fan... Hey, hey."
The corner of the Black Devil Sword King's mouth twitched twice, thinking to his grandma, it's already late autumn now, the leaves have all fallen, and it will snow soon. You, the old man, still have a fan, you are really in good health...