The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 251 I Treat You Very Kindly

It is difficult for Zhao Changhe to judge whether this is an ordinary encounter... If not, it would be a bit against the sky if he was waiting here specially for him.

Eighteen long rivers scattered in all directions. Before that, even I didn't know which door I went to. I chose it completely randomly. Can this person predict it? Or follow behind, come first, so much faster than stepping on the snow and Wuzhao?

If you don't understand it, don't think about it. Zhao Changhe simply treated it as an ordinary encounter, and sat down opposite the old man happily: "Although I also like to drink a few sips, but old man, drinking on an empty stomach in the morning is not good."

"Who says it's an empty stomach? Don't you still have peanuts here?" The old man pushed the peanuts a little in front of him: "Eat something?"

Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers at the clerk: "Here are some steamed buns."

Soon the steaming steamed buns were brought up, and Zhao Changhe also pushed in front of the old man: "Cush your stomach."

Saying that he was not polite, he grabbed a steamed bun and ate it up after a few mouthfuls, and then poured a glass of wine leisurely, and served the steamed bun as a drink.

The old man also took a steamed bun and ate it slowly. Seeing Zhao Changhe gobbling it up, he didn't make a sound to disturb him, and there was a smile in his eyes.

It wasn't until he finished eating one that he opened his mouth and said, "I have a good appetite. The man is strong, and the knife is also strong."

Zhao Changhe gnawed on the second steamed bun and looked up at him: "Is this knife recognized by the old man?"

"Such a distinctive knife, why should I have seen it before, anyone will take a second look."

"Is the old man a high official?"

"Forget it." The old man sipped his wine and asked, "Not like it?"

"It doesn't look like it, at least I have never seen a high-ranking official who doesn't even have an entourage around him."

"So what do you guys think of this kind of official?"

Zhao Changhe squinted his eyes at him for a while, and then slowly said: "Is the official good, you can't tell from this kind of place."

"Then how do you find out?"

Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the post station. A beggar was curled up in the corner, still sleeping: "This is the capital, under the feet of the emperor. Don't you think it's dazzling?"

The old man said: "Since it is dazzling, how about killing it?"

Zhao Changhe's eyes turned sharp, and the old man continued to pour himself a drink as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "I think the barbarians are more glaring, old man kill him?"

The old man smiled again: "Indeed, it can be killed."

"What if I don't like the old man? The old man wipe his own neck?"

"Then ask the little brother to kill himself."

"There is no one without me, and there is no one who cannot be killed?"

"It's just that fists are the truth. For example, if you want to make there be no beggars in the world, you must first let others listen to your ideas. If you can only ask others, you can only get other people's ideas. It is useless if you disagree, because you care no."

Zhao Changhe nodded slightly: "Not bad."

"Little brother, where do you plan to go when you leave Beijing?"

"Yanmen."

"The beggars can be dealt with only in the middle of Beijing."

"Yanmen can deal with the barbarians."

"Really?" The old man said with a smile: "Just like killing a beggar, you can't make the beggar disappear. Killing the barbarian can't make the barbarian problem disappear. It's Jingzhong, not Yanmen, that solves the root cause of the barbarian."

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "As you said, it's useless if I don't agree with Jingzhong, I have nothing to do with it."

"Did you want to take care of it?"

Zhao Changhe stared at him with squinted eyes, unconsciously gnawing on the steamed buns one by one, as if to make himself full as soon as possible and have the strength to deal with the accident.

The old man couldn't help laughing, and suddenly changed the subject: "Brother, yesterday evening in Zhang's restaurant, he beat a man with a bowl of wine, and when the wine jar was exhausted, everyone was silent. It's not too pleasant. Why did you leave in a hurry before dawn? It seems to be unintentional, it's a pity. I happened to meet by chance, can I ask why?"

Zhao Changhe cautiously said: "However, if you go to Beijing for fun, you will leave when you feel that you have nothing to do. What is there to linger on?"

The old man said with a smile: "It's so anticlimactic, isn't it because there is something unfinished and you leave with regrets?"

Zhao Changhe simply asked: "My old man is waiting for me here to help me complete this unfinished business?"

"You can think so."

Zhao Changhe swallowed the steamed bun and almost choked to death.

What are your unfinished business?

It was to see Xia Longyuan with his own eyes.

Both Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfu Qing could tell that the reason he made a fuss in the restaurant was to attract Xia Longyuan's attention and summon him... In any case, he was also the inheritor of Xia Longyuan's Liuhe Magic Art and Dragon Sparrow. It was impossible for Xia Longyuan not to know. That is not impossible to communicate.

There is a high probability that the matter between himself and Xia Chichi, Xia Longyuan, is as clear as a mirror from the beginning to the end... It has come, Zhao Changhe thinks it is better to see it directly, there is something to hide.

In the end, I went to the gambling shop to find out information and was frightened... If Xia Longyuan could kill his son, then I don't know if there is something wrong with his mental state. Combined with Huangfuqing's information, Zhenxia Longyuan is not something he can see, there is a high probability that what he sees is a fake, worthless, and the fake may even want to kill himself.

Tang Wanzhuang knew that it was His Majesty who was worried.

The situation is not in line with previous expectations, and it is still the best way to go. So this trip was anticlimactic, running around at night in desperation, and the idea of ​​meeting Xia Longyuan was completely given up.

As a result, the person in front of you said that he was here to help you complete the unfinished business.

Damn you!

Don't tell me this is Xia Longyuan!

Not only is it Xia Longyuan, but it's the real thing! At least at least, it was also sent by the real thing to communicate.

But Zhao Changhe felt that there was little point in sending someone. It is not so easy to find a more loyal subject than Tang Wanzhuang, she is the best sounding board, there is no need to send others. Since they will come to meet each other, it is probably me.

Even though Zhao Changhe had estimated the identity of this old man countless times before, he never thought that he would meet Xia Longyuan in this situation, and he was sitting here chatting with a smile like an old man on the side of the road. Without any mental preparation at all, the whole person was dumbfounded.

If this guy wants to kill himself, just wash and sleep.

Taking the last bit of luck, Zhao Changhe cautiously probed: "After talking so much, I still don't know the old man's last name."

The old man had a half-smile: "Whoever you think you are, that's who you are."

Oh shit.

Zhao Changhe simply said: "You are such a good man, just say what you have to say. Why do you pretend to be a senior official and try to find out? Does it make sense? Just lower the style."

"Yes." Xia Longyuan said lightly: "For many, many years, no one advised me not to drink because of who I am, but to act as an old man, to fill my belly, and to buy steamed buns for me."

Zhao Changhe: "You masters love to test people like this?"

Xia Longyuan: "..."

"But I don't think that people like you will look at others differently because of this. In your eyes, this should be irrelevant. From your perspective, anyone is quantified by their strengths and weaknesses."

"Is this the Xia Longyuan in your eyes?"

"Isn't it? When I said that beggar was eye-catching, your reaction was to kill."

Xia Longyuan thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Maybe you are right. At least I won't not kill you just because of such a well-intentioned steamed bun."

"So why don't you kill me? Son?"

"Don't you think that I am very kind to you?"

"?"

"Look, I know you're sorry for going here, and I've come here to satisfy your request for coming to Beijing, to make your trip complete and not to let you go in vain. Do you think it's good for you?"

Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "So, it is true."

Xia Longyuan took a leisurely sip of wine, and continued: "My skills, my daughter, my most loyal courtier, and my concubine in name, you see, they all belong to you. Have I ever troubled you? If it's not good, who in this world treats you well? Blind man?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

This Xia Longyuan is really different from what he imagined... Of course, that's because everyone's topic hasn't gone deep, and the boss is still playing around.

But no matter how funny he was, Zhao Changhe finally met the only person in this world who could communicate with him about blind people with such a casual attitude.

Originally thought that coming to Beijing this time was wrong and meaningless, so I left in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, the real meaning is waiting here.

"You should have come a long time ago. A bunch of little dolls, presumptuously, self-intimidating, making people laugh. Who is impatient to plot with a group of little ants, self-righteous."

"..."

Xia Longyuan drank the wine in the glass, got up and said: "Autumn is just right, and the sunrise makes people feel happy. Let me go for a walk with my father?"

Zhao Changhe: ""

The long river wanders for half a lifetime...

No, just now you were talking about your daughter, which means you know everything. How come you turn your head around and call yourself a father!

No. 1 in the world's military strength is temporarily invisible, but the jumping ability of No. 1 in the world really can't keep up. Zhao Changhe took a deep breath, and strode after him: "I didn't recognize him, don't call yourself that."

"Father-in-law is not father? Don't call him if you have the ability."

"..." No. 1 in the world is No. 1 in the world, just a word, and it is directly lore.