Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 176: Sisi goes back

Chapter 176 Sisi Returns

During these days, Zhao Changhe felt like he had returned to Beimang.

When no one is around, he hides in the room and reads the Book of Heaven, gradually learning the Sword King's method from low to high.

When Tang Wanzhuang came, he spread paper and polished ink, wrote sword tactics and drew diagrams.

Before fighting, the knife is settling.

No need to listen to the piano, your mind is at peace.

It is very similar to the days when I went out to learn swordsmanship with Professor Sun, and then came home and was late for dinner.

I originally thought that I would be in a gangster's den when I entered the world, and I would be nervous and anxious. But suddenly looking back, I realized that that was the calmest and most stable period for me.

When the savings reach a certain point, they will flow like a long river and fall into the sky.

"Your handwriting is getting better and better." Tang Wanzhuang polished his ink and looked at the handwriting that appeared smoothly under his pen, feeling quite happy to see his child making progress.

She didn't teach Zhao Changhe much about calligraphy. She only gave some tips on calligraphy techniques and structural layout for aesthetic reasons, but she didn't teach anything else in detail.

Zhao Changhe's ambition is not here, and his understanding in this area is also quite poor. Sometimes he can't understand a sentence after a long time. He is even stupider than Tang Buqi when he was a child. If he really wants to teach him carefully, he will definitely make any teacher mad to death, and His martial arts qualifications are completely based on two templates.

But I have learned it, and I can clearly feel that the font has become more skillful and rounded, and I can also feel the calmness of the person, and the frizzy sharpness has become more restrained.

In terms of aesthetics alone, Zhao Changhe is actually quite different from her. The articles he writes are all rough and flamboyant. It can be seen that he has never been able to associate with the elegant prince in his life. These days, the arrogance that is ready to move is hidden under the peaceful life.

But it doesn’t matter, that’s Zhao Changhe.

"You said she is leaving in the next two days. It has been seven or eight days. Is it okay?" Zhao Changhe asked casually while writing the sword manual without raising his head.

"I just said it casually, urging you to hurry up. How could she have any set time to leave? You can't learn a whole system of swordsmanship so fast. I know that no matter how smart you are, you are not a god."

"What about you? You told your nephew that ten days are about the same." Zhao Changhe asked: "You are also elusive these days. You suddenly appeared to accompany me for a while and draw a painting. I didn't know Where is it? There are so many things to explore in the mausoleum, aren’t we afraid to enter?”

"It's not the mausoleum... We have been preparing to reseal the mausoleum, and the preparations are almost complete." Tang Wanzhuang sighed: "The main thing that concerns me is the Maitreya Cult."

Zhao Changhe paused slightly with his pen tip and turned to look at her.

Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "The Maitreya Cult in Gusu has been purged in the past few days, but the whole Jiangnan is about to be rained, and I know that some things are inevitable."

"So you just sit in Gusu? This place is more convenient than the capital."

"Actually, it's useless. The Demon-Suppressing Division is only responsible for Jianghu affairs. I can't do anything about deploying troops to attack cities and territories. Apart from collecting more intelligence and feeding it back to the capital, I can only watch helplessly."

There was no color in Tang Wanzhuang's eyes, and she looked at the inkstone blankly, just like looking at the wind and rain over Jiangnan at this time, knowing where it came from, but unable to do anything.

Although the affairs of the current world represent the power structure to a large extent, they are not completely consistent. No matter how much the Demon Suppression Division does, it will not affect the general trend.

Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Is the emperor in charge of things? Does he show his face?"

"Yes, but not many."

"Are more people in retreat?"

"Well..."

"He should know the situation, right?"

"I know, and I have issued some orders, but with little effect. Not to mention anything else, just the lazy administration and slackness of the military that you see in various places cannot be reversed by a few orders at this time. Not to mention the many What's more, people are waiting and watching, and when the time comes, they may not follow the emperor's orders."

Zhao Changhe continued to write the sword manual: "Since you know that it is so bad, the emperor does not care at all, and it is useless... Then what is the use of your confession? You might as well take control of Suhang and become a The warlord is finished."

Tang Wanzhuang stared at his side face speechlessly. This was not the answer she wanted: "Do you know what I mean by a certain time?"

"Old Xia Tian will be number one, and his deterrence is still there, but he is old, and it is said that there may be something wrong. No matter how ready others are to make a move, they will not be unable to wait for a few years. The so-called certain time is the day he dies. If you don’t have an heir, wouldn’t it be a big mess?”

"It seems you know everything."

"I also know that if we look at it cold-bloodedly, the Maitreya Cult will not wait for that kind of opportunity and counterattack now. It is actually a good thing. It is still possible to extinguish the Maitreya Cult before Daxia completely expires."

"Why should we treat it cold-bloodedly?"

“Because it is the people who suffer after all.”

Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a moment and whispered: "So why do you think I want to show off? No matter how bad things are now, it is better than troubled times."

Zhao Changhe sighed: "It's useless. The trend is overwhelming. How can I stop it? I can only use the mantis' arm as a chariot and be crushed by the wheels."

Tang Wanzhuang looked steadily at the ink on the inkstone, and after a long time he said: "There must be such a person."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to not want to talk any more, so he stood up and sorted out the manuscript that Zhao Changhe had just finished: "Your swordsmanship is already at the secret level. Can you practice it?"

"It can barely be used to show its shape, and it has no power. I can still draw a picture for you." Zhao Changhe did not continue the topic and turned away: "I want to organize a branch of swords with my own strength. I'm afraid I can't do it now. I can't understand the higher level at my current level. I may only be able to stop here for the time being... I don't know if it's enough for Sisi."

"Even if it's not enough, it's still better than what she stole here and there in the past, and it also has an infinite future and a stable source. But compared to her stealing the sword seal herself, the gap is a bit big..."

"The sword seal is not hers." Zhao Changhe said: "If you don't use tricks, you can get it according to normal exploration and normal strength. This thing should be yours, and the distribution should be decided by you. She also knows , otherwise why calculate?"

“Once something is gained, it is lost again. Not many people can understand this clearly... Do you need to talk to her yourself? I haven’t seen her for so many days. I don’t think there is any need to be so stingy. , She has been really honest recently."

I don’t dare to kiss you except because of my diaphragm.

Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips invisibly, she really didn't dare.

Why dare?

"I'm not stingy. I'm still trying my best... Anyway, I really can't figure out the follow-up. I'll go with you for a walk today and ask her what else she needs."

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"I have no need." When she saw Sisi, her expression was very calm: "If the sword seal is given to me, I will definitely not be able to understand such a systematic sword technique with my current martial arts knowledge. It was left to the elders of the clan to figure it out, and I lost my control and leadership. Looking at it today, the result turned out to be in my best interest. Now that I got what I wanted, I still took the lead.”

Zhao Changhe looked into her eyes. The once charming and peach blossom-like eyes, as bright as stars, were now hidden in the depths, making it unclear.

The expression on her face is still full of smiles, but it is no longer the deliberate smile to please when she was pretending to be a maid, nor the bright expectation when listening to the story. She looks very polite... By the way, very businesslike.

It used to be Tang Wanzhuang who was doing business, but now she is.

"Now that I have this, it's time for me to leave." Sisi sighed: "I've been away for a long time, and I'm actually homesick for home... China is not a good place, and every man is more annoying than the last."

"..." Zhao Changhe didn't bother to refute her, and he didn't know what he was feeling at the moment. He just asked: "How can I give it to you if I unlock a higher sword skill in the future?"

"I will come find you." Sisi smiled slightly: "The long river flows unstoppably. I believe that as long as I enter China again, I can hear news of your whereabouts at any time."

Zhao Changhe said: "What about you? Are you from the special world not included in the Book of Troubled Times?"

"It's possible, otherwise the list of people in the world may change... But I have entered China, and the Book of Troubled Times has informed me. Maybe I will be included next time." Sisi's smile became a little sharp: "Zhao Changhe , don’t let me catch up with you..."

Zhao Changhe was confused about the significance of this for a moment: "You caught up and caught up, so what? There are many people in front of me..."

"Huh...I have been a maid for so long in vain, and I have been taken advantage of. It is because of lack of strength and arrogance. If I get the upper hand..." Sisi paused, and suddenly the old emotion appeared on her face. Charming: "I don't mind having one more slave to wash my feet."

After saying that, he turned around and left the mausoleum passage: "Don't you like doing business very much? This is it."

Watching her enchanting figure leave, Zhao Changhe always felt that she was being arrogant...

It’s like children keeping a straight face after saying they’re done with each other.

Tang Wanzhuang, who was watching, felt that Zhao Changhe himself was the same.

She always felt that these two were outstanding figures in their respective clans, and the aftermath caused by this "breakup of friendship" might be more stormy.