Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 1: Robbery of wealth and color
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Wuji Guozheng Ning fifteen years, winter.
The Promise South, Redstone Mountain.
The mountains rushed from far away, endlessly rushing and tumbling across the vast land, until they converged on the redstone plain, and stopped like a blade.
The place came to an abrupt end and became a rugged cliff, cutting the wind to pieces, looking down from the high cliff, the horizon was far away, and the mighty city was suddenly in sight.
The topographic center of the Wuzhou Continent is also the hidden political center, the capital of the Promise Kingdom, Zhongzhou.
Although it is far apart, I still feel that the city is towering, the walls are like iron, and the denseness of the large houses is amazing. Even from the distance, I have to take my breath and hold my breath, looking at it almost admiringly. A famous big city on the Wuzhou Continent.
But there was a howl like a wolf, breaking the solemn and breathless silence.
“Give me a man! Let me hug home with joy…”
Someone on the top of the cliff stood up against the wind with a wide open arms, opened his mouth and sang with fascination, fascinated, “Hold the man home with joy.”
Behind him, Yao Xun covered his ears with a miserable face, and once again the idea of betraying the howling wolf came up.
Singing is not terrible. I am most afraid of howling out of tune. If you want to live long, stay away from Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao finished howling, patted his clothes, and said to his first little brother, “Hey, although Zhongzhou is close in front of you, but it’s still a long way away, we’re all done tangling, you go and borrow some.”
“Where can I borrow this barren mountain?” Yao Xun was crying, “Are you stealing me and I stealing you?”
“Bah!” Meng Fuyao took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he looked down, “Well, isn’t there a car here? Go, robbery! I robbery, you robbery!”
She strapped herself up, still habitually **** face, covered with a black cloth, and jumped down.
“This mountain is mine…”
On the long winding road, Meng Fu shook his hands on his hips and drank heavily to attract attention. Yao Xun, another member of the bandit duo, sneaked behind the carriage.
“This Redstone Mountain was opened. First, the Emperor Wu Ji Shen Wu and the Emperor Wu Lie of Xuan Ji Kingdom fought against this. When the mountain was blocked, the Emperor Shen Wu ordered the mountain to be opened to fight. 800,000 soldiers opened the mountain in January, so this mountain You didn’t drive it.”
The voice coming from the carriage was quiet, gentle, with a slight distancing.
Meng Fuyao choked and drank again, “I planted this tree…”
“The Redstone Plain is close to the Hongjiang River. The Hongjiang River is flooded every year, and soil erosion is serious. Eight years ago, Prince Wuji ordered the relocation of the people from the suburbs to the Redstone Mountains and planted trees on the Redstone Plain and the mountains. So, You didn’t plant this tree either.”
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Someone who has been choked twice in a row is finally impatient and yells, “This mountain is not mine! I am too lazy to plant this tree! If you want to live forever! Give money!”
Quiet for a while, the curtain lifted.
Meng Fuyao suddenly narrowed his eyes in the sun.
The wind is very cold, and it cuts over like an ice knife. With a breath, it seems that you can hear the sound of the small ice **** instantly condensing and falling. The red stone mountain behind is light frost, and the natural red on the stone is even more beautiful. Kind of, the evergreen trees between the rocks are greener.
It was a cold winter day in the Southland. All the scenery was invaded by the cold. Although it barely kept bright, it was stiff and stiff.
Only the man in the dimly lit car, even though he can’t describe it very clearly, his white robe is like snow, and his lips are like cherry blossoms, but he feels quiet and soft, even the wind that cuts his face. Suddenly the cold air was reduced a bit.
Meng Fu shook his head and murmured, “I hate those who wear white clothes the most, pretend to be pure!”
The white-clothed man in the car seemed to be smiling. He suddenly raised his hand and didn’t see any movement. Yao Xun wailed and planted behind the car.
“Girl, just rely on this to make me show you money, it seems a bit unreasonable?”
Meng Fuyao stood calmly, grinning, “I don’t know the person behind, but I suddenly felt that your looks are not good, and I don’t like your wealth, so let’s do it, everyone. One shot and two parts, goodbye, goodbye.”
She patted her butt, turned and left, regardless of Yao Xun who was stumbled behind the car.
“The weather is cold, and the thing that needs warm-ups the most, even if the girl doesn’t like her wealth, she must have no opinion on’Yi Huchun’, right?” The voice floated in the wind, and there was no temptation, but Meng Fuyao I feel very tempting.
“Yi Huchun”, hey, the finest wine in the continent of Wuzhou, every inch of gold, is not available for the princes and nobles. If you get it, it is hidden in your own wine cellar. The ordinary people have never heard of it. Meng Fuyao Knowing that he was bestowed by the drunkard of the dead old Taoist priest. As soon as he became addicted to alcohol, he went to various countries to search for the wine. Meng Fuyao once curiously drank it once and was impressed ever since.
The softness and mellowness of that superb quality bursts with the ultimate taste on the tip of the tongue, sending you lingering to heaven.
Hey…It’s cold, I’m really enjoying it…
Meng Fuyao started to smile, turned around with a happy smile on his face, raised his leg and climbed into the car, “Oh, my son is so generous, but disrespectful. Actually, I think you are quite rich. .”
“Thank you girl for your praise.” The man smiled, and when Meng Fuyao came in, he subconsciously moved to avoid him, somehow he stopped halfway through the action.
Meng Fuyao saw that the car was decorated in a simple and exquisite manner. There were seats on three sides and a small table in the middle. On the two empty seats, there was a large ferret cloak on one side. It was very luxurious and luxurious, while the other side was covered with a cotton jacket. Packing something, Meng Fuyao felt it was getting in the way, so he reached out and pushed.
The cotton bale suddenly flew up and fell into the man’s hand. The jacket spread out, revealing a pot of deep purple flowers.
Meng Fuyao’s eyes widened, and he ate for a while, “Do you wear a cotton jacket and ride in a carriage for flowers? What kind of exotic flower is this?”
“Ordinary comfrey,” the man carefully put the pot away, said, “I don’t know who threw it outside the village. It is about to freeze. I picked it up when I saw it. I know the flowers and plants, and I am afraid of the cold. .”
Meng Fuyao shook his head without crying or laughing. He looked up to see the man’s face, and his heart jumped. This is not the very clean white man who followed Qi Xunyi at the foot of the Xuanyuan Mountain? He is still holding his belt in his arms.
I touched my face subconsciously, remembering that I wore a mask under Xuanyuan Mountain, and now he has a disguised face. I am not afraid that he will recognize it, so he smiled calmly, “What is your last name?”
“Menggui surname Zong.” Zong Yue looked at her quietly, his eyes gleaming, he took the wine and poured it to Meng Fuyao himself, “please.”
Meng Fuyao did not answer, and smiled, “I still have a companion.”
Zong Yue turned his head slightly, and there was a figure outside the carriage, and then Yao Xun was thrown into the next carriage. Meng Fu shook his eyes and narrowed, staring at Zong Yue with a more amiable smile.
She raised the wine glass, the wine in the glass was yellowish, the authentic “Yi Huchun”, this wine is very difficult to poison because of the strange wine color, and it will appear turbid when mixed with any impurities. Now the wine is mellow and as clear as three spring water. With the tender yellow lips of the ducks above the water, or the large expanses of spring in the mountains and rocks, it is natural not to be afraid of poisoning.
Meng Fuyao was in a good mood, toasted several cups, and finally was not satisfied with the drink, so she simply brought the pot over. When she reached out, she almost touched the finger of the other party, Zong Yue’s hand shrank sharply.
Meng Fuyao just didn’t know, and quickly got himself drunk, and then sang in the carriage. When she sang, the groom trembled and the carriage bumped up and down, which was extremely dangerous. After singing, Meng Fuyao turned out everything. Zong Yue looked at his clothes pocket, and said with a big tongue, “…brother…no money……just…rely on…big brother…you got mixed up…”
She swayed three times, stepped on her right foot with her left foot, and could not stand firmly, so she dropped onto Zong Yue’s seat with a bang.
Following the situation, Meng Fuyao leaned against the seat, raised his head and spit out a long breath of happiness, and the carriage was suddenly full of alcohol.
Zong Yue frowned slightly, looking down at Meng Fuyao, wishing to spread himself as far as possible, stepped back silently, and carefully hugged the potted flower aside to avoid being slapped by someone. Smashed, went to open the window again.
The window was erected, and the refreshing cold wind rushed in. The alcohol immediately dissipated for a few minutes. With just this action, I turned around and saw that someone had already occupied three seats, with his head on his mattress and his feet on the other. On the one hand, he also covered his silver foxcloak.
Her dirty boots rubbed the mat on the seat, and Zong Yue stared at the seat helplessly, hesitated for a while, finally turned and got out of the carriage and went to the carriage behind.
He just got out of the car here, and the next moment Meng Fuyao opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as a spring on the polar mountains that no one had ever used. Where is there a little bit of drunkenness?
She rolled off the seat as soon as she turned over, tapped her fingers quickly and deeply on the mat, suddenly stopped, then leaned her hand under the mat and slowly pulled out.
The curtain of the car was suddenly lifted, and a ray of light hit the back of a certain thief, and at the same time, the bronze mirror inlaid on the carriage was hit, reflecting the slender figure in white, with a tray in his hand.
Meng Fuyao’s heart beat, his hands stiffened under the mattress.