"I am afraid of you, but I believe in you." Lin Haoyan said.

Zhao Fu was full of wood. He didn't know the changes and touches he brought to Lin Haoyan during the day, but Lin Haoyan's words were greatly touched, as if he was hit by someone with a car-rushing wooden chest.

There is no doubt that the emperor is lonely, but who says Zhao Fu is not lonely? He can call Lin Hanyu "Yelang Brother", eat meat and drink with Xia Yingyang, or fight with Ma Xiong several times at the school ground, play chess with Feng Yu, and take Qin Zhirou around Lanting City to let everyone in the city know that she is his person. But so what? Who knows Zhao Fu's loneliness?

Zhao Fu is the youngest guard, the spokesperson of the Lanhe Zhao family in Lanting. He has been destined to be a person who can enjoy the glory since he was born, but the more glorious he is, the more lonely he is. So occasionally he would use the name of teaching Zheng Yuan Chinese to pull Zheng Yuan and say a lot of things, and he would stop even if he didn't know what to say next.

Lin Haoyan's loneliness lies in his status. The extreme humanity is destined to look down on everyone. Zhao Fu's loneliness comes from his pride. How can those who have seen God be considered mortals? If Lin Haoyan is on the top of the mountain of humanity, then Zhao Fu is a person who is climbing on the hillside of the Shinto. But at least, the two people now recognize both sides and believe that the other party is at the same level that can be communicated.

Zhao Fu was convinced. He didn't know if this was the so-called emperor's mind, but he was really convinced. He was the only person who was not afraid of Lin Haoyan's lying and cheating, because his original purpose was to kill the little emperor. It can be said that Zhao Fu, who has a two-meter transformation range, is now the absolute master of Lin Haoyan's life.

Zhao Fu was arrogant and unrestrained, but what he welcomed was tolerance and trust.

You win, Lin Haoyan.

Zhao Fu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Thank you for your love."

"There are no outsiders here, so I'd better call me Brother Lin?" Lin Haoyan raised his glass.

"Then I'll thank you Brother Lin for your love." Zhao Fu also picked up his teacup. Although there was no wine, it was better than wine.

"To be honest, I once wanted your world." Zhao Fu drank the tea in the cup in one go.

Lin Haoyan did not expect Zhao Fu to be so honest, nor did he think that Zhao Fu had really made up his mind. Seeing that Zhao Fu had said everything, he didn't know how to answer, he just laughed and filled Zhao Fu with tea.

"Aren't you angry?" Although it was just tea, the two of them were each "drunk".

"Brother Zhao also said that it was the past." Lin Haoyan replied.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, this world is still yours. As long as I'm still alive for one day." Zhao Fu was also a little drunk. Which man wouldn't be fascinated by the world?

Lin Haoyan was also in a state of great enthusiasm and immediately planned to designate Zhao Fu as the King of Northwest and all the soldiers and civilians of Northwest were included in Zhao Fu's jurisdiction.

This decision is such a joke. You must know that Zhao Fu was just given the title of Northwest Marquis before, but now he is suddenly named Northwest King. This is not a question of being promoted to the auspicious level, but it is completely a matter of breaking the soil and being named King!

At night, people's thoughts would be introduced into chaos, not to mention that the two of them were young and frivolous. They dared to speak out about the world with their pens and were willing to fight against thousands of enemies with their guns. Zhao Fu and Lin Haoyan both took advantage of this strong drunkenness and became bold.

As a king, Lin Haoyan naturally wants to have subordinates who are absolutely loyal to him. Even if Zhao Fu has the ambition to swallow the world, he still needs to be recognized. The most important thing is that both of them are lonely and want to obtain friendships that they should not have, even on the surface.

In this way, the conversation between the two of them tonight was just like a similar spirit, and they could only be considered a similar spirit. Who is Zhao Fu? Zhao Fu himself said that he wanted to have Lin Haoyan's people all over the world. It's like your friend told you, do you know, I want to snatch your wife. Friends' wives should not be bullied, but fortunately it's just a world. If it were Shi Yiqiu or Qin Zhirou, blood would have already splattered tonight.

But only two people of this age can speak so vigorously and passionately. Young people are not only the same age group, but also a state of mind. You can also be as early as possible when you are young.

"So how can Brother Zhao solve this chaos?"

"I led the Northwest Army to pacify the Beihu. This time, I will drive them out of the Beihai!" Zhao Fu still had the same idea, but it was more clear. He was not to drive out the Beihu, but to drive them out of the Beihai directly!

The Beihai is already the northernmost known place of the Lanhe Empire. If you drive out of the Beihai, in other words, it is to exterminate the clan!

"Can it really be done?" Lin Haoyan knew the difficulty of the horse-herding people in the north. With the powerful military strength of the Lanhe Empire, he had launched two large-scale wars in the Northern Expedition, but he only set the border in Lanting. It was not because the Beihu was too powerful, but because their whereabouts were always erratic. Although the two Beihu battles achieved good results and seized a large amount of land from the north, the army of the Lanhe Empire had never seen even the royal court of the Beihu Khan.

"We are not just trying to pacify Beihu, but our ancestors have prepared a lot of people. My father Zhao Yicheng sent a large number of internal Investigations to Beihu as soon as possible, in order to hope that Lanhe would plan the north side as soon as possible."

Lin Haoyan felt excited when he heard this, thinking that if he really included a large area of ​​land in the north into the territory of the Lanhe Empire in his generation, his achievements would not be lower than those of the previous emperor.

"How many levels of chance of winning?"

"It depends on Your Majesty's determination." This time, Zhao Fu changed his name to the superiors and subordinates.

Winning a war is very simple, but winning a war of extermination is extremely difficult. Especially for a fighting nation like the Beihu, which is almost the whole nation, and it is also a symbol.

"Of course I am willing to make the greatest determination. You tell me what I need. As long as I can give it to you, I will give it to you!"

"Okay, that's my duty and I'll pacify the Beihu within three years!" Zhao Fu knelt on one knee and saluted Lin Haoyan so formally for the first time.

Lin Haoyan did not ask about his plan to ask Zhao Fu about his next action. First, he was indeed not good at military affairs, and second, he had unconditional trust in Zhao Fu. Zhao Fu's plan for the north was actually not clear, so he did not take the initiative to reveal it to Lin Haoyan.

After dealing with the biggest problem, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, especially Lin Haoyan. He also wanted to make achievements like the previous emperor, but the foundation of the Lanhe Empire was enough to make him anxious. How could he have time to think about other things?

"Actually, I still want to be a wise king." Lin Haoyan suddenly said this for some reason, perhaps because he felt that it was rare like today, or perhaps because he knew that there would never be many opportunities to have a long talk with Zhao Fu in the future.

After hearing this, Zhao Fu pondered for a long time. In his opinion, Lin Haoyan was not actually a bad emperor, but the achievements of the two late emperors were too dazzling. Originally, the merits and demerits of an emperor were both right and wrong. So what about Qin Emperor Wu and Han Wu, and what about civil and military strategies? Which one did not rely on the sea of ​​blood to build a brilliant empire? In fact, the most important question is that, Lin Haoyan is still young.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, after the Northern Hu pacified, people in the world will never dare to speak nonsense again." Zhao Fu could only comfort him like this.

"By the way, I know that although Your Majesty is not afraid of anyone now, he still has to be wary of the criticism of those literati. In this way, Your Majesty will try every means to stabilize the south for me. After I pacify the Northern Hu, I will personally go south to kill the Great Buddha for Your Majesty." Zhao Fu suddenly thought of it and reminded him.

Lin Haoyan cares about his reputation throughout the ages, but Zhao Fu doesn't care. Life is just a journey for him, just be happy. Fame is all false. As long as he is still alive, who dares to point at his nose and scold him? He is dead and has no right to deal with his own body. How can he hear those dirty words?

Lin Haoyan was a little reluctant, but Zhao Fu insisted on doing this. He had no choice but to do it half-suppress and just did it. The changes in the world in the next few years will be decided by the two of them.

No one dares to say that the Lanhe Empire ruled by Lin Haoyan is not strong. Even if there are occasional storytellers, they will complain that the tax is much higher than the previous emperor in one sentence, but this is still a prosperous era, continuing the prosperous era of two generations.

Lin Haoyan looked north with the faint candlelight in the imperial study, but Zhao Fu gently stroked the knife placed on his thigh. Both of them knew that the world in the future would be dominated by them.

Heroes come from troubled times, and young men come from prosperous times.

It’s not that young people cannot be born in troubled times, but that young people in prosperity grew into heroes in troubled times a few years later.

Both of them yearn for themselves after several years, and Lanhe after several years.

In the southwest, a young monk with a snow-faced face bid farewell to the master who raised him, bid farewell to the small Tu Temple where he lived since childhood, and embarked on a northward journey.

The Southern Witch, the king of the country, Li Haoran, smiled faintly and looked at the heroic girl dancing swords by the stream through the curtain, and ordered to increase the allocation of funds to the Tiannan Dao Palace.

To the west, the temple of the Cross Holy Church is built in a huge oasis, symbolizing the holy, light and kindness of the Cross stands on the top of every building.

Deep in the temple, the sunlight shone through the five-colored glass. A middle-aged man with a big belly was gasping for breath. The bed was deeply trapped because of his weight. On his legs, chest, and arms, there were several women with no inch inches of women with charming expressions. This man was the Pope of the Cross Holy Church, claiming to be a pope who is in heaven and who is divine.

The Pope was very unhappy. He leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the women lying on him with some disgust. These women were all beauties who were in trouble when they were outside. Years of service did not affect their charm but instead seemed even more enchanting and charming.

"Archit Siboro, have seen His Majesty!"

"Hmph, Siboro, if you mess up the Lanhe incident, you dare to come back?" The Pope did not cover up because of Siboro's audience, and the women had no sense of shame, and they still hugged the Pope with their bodies.

"Please rest assured. I am sure of the Lanhe Empire. In addition, I have also brought His Majesty a small gift to this trip." Si Boluo smiled strangely, and someone brought a red box.
Chapter completed!