During this period of time, Zhao Changhe felt that he had returned to his original Beimang.
When no one is around, hide in the room and read the Book of Heaven, gradually learning the Sword King's method from low to high.
When Tang Wanzhuang came, he spread paper, polished ink, wrote sword tactics, and drew diagrams.
There has been no fighting, the knife is settling.
No need to listen to the piano, your mind is already 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 of my life.
When the accumulation reaches a certain point, it 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. He felt quite happy to see his child making progress.
She didn't teach Zhao Changhe much about calligraphy. She only gave a few 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 very bad. 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 practice martial arts with him.
Qualifications are completely 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, in fact, Zhao Changhe is quite different from her. The layout of his articles is rough and the structure is flamboyant. It can be seen that he has never been able to associate with the elegant prince in his life, and he can still get a glimpse of these hidden things in the sky.
Underneath the peaceful life is the arrogance that is ready to stir up trouble.
But it doesn't matter, that's Zhao Changhe.
"You said she's leaving in the next two days. It's been seven or eight days. Is that okay?" Zhao Changhe asked casually while writing the sword manual without raising his head.
"I just said it casually to urge you to hurry up. There is no set time for her to leave? How can you 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 have been elusive these days. You suddenly appeared to accompany me for a while, draw a picture, and I don't know where you went.
.There are so many things to explore in the mausoleum? Aren’t you afraid to enter the inside?”
"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 down. 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 and generals 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 with a somewhat vacant look, 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 much."
"Are more people in retreat?"
"Um……"
"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 army that you see in various places cannot be reversed by a few orders at this time. What's more, there are more people
We are all waiting and watching, and when the time comes, we may not follow the emperor's order again."
Zhao Changhe continued to write the sword manual: "Since you know that the situation is like this, the emperor does not care about it at all, and it is useless... Then what's the use of your confession? You might as well take over Suzhou and Hangzhou and become a warlord.
"
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 is No. 1, and his deterrence is still there, but he is old, and it is said that there may be something wrong. No matter how others are ready 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, and there is no one
Heir, wouldn’t that 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. In fact, it is a good thing. It is still possible to extinguish the Maitreya Cult before Daxia completely expires."
"Why do you say we should treat it cold-bloodedly?"
"Because it is the people who suffer after all."
Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "So why do you think I should confess to you? No matter how bad things are now, it is better than troubled times."
Zhao Changhe sighed and said: "It's useless. The trend is overwhelming. How can an individual stop it? I can only use the mantis' arm as a chariot and be crushed by the wheels."
Tang Wanzhuang looked at the ink on the inkstone steadily, and after a long time he said: "There must be such a person."
After 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. It doesn't have much power. I can still draw a picture for you." Zhao Changhe did not continue the topic and changed it: "I want to sort out the swordsmanship of a branch with my own strength.
I'm afraid it's impossible to do now, and I can't even 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. Moreover, it has an infinite future and a stable source. But compared to her stealing the sword seal on her own, 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 through normal exploration and normal strength. This thing should be yours, and the distribution should be decided by you. She also knows, otherwise why
You have to make a calculation."
"Not many people can be so clear-eyed about things once they are gained and lost again... Do you need to talk to her yourself? We haven't seen each other for so many days. I don't think there is any need to be so stingy. She has been so stingy recently.
Really honest.”
I don't dare to kiss him except because of my diaphragm.
Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips invisibly, she really didn't dare.
Why dare?
"I'm not stingy either. 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 if she has any other 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, and if it is given to the clan,
The elders tried to figure it out, but they lost my control and leadership. Looking at it today, the result is actually in my best interest. Since I got what I wanted, I will still be the leader in the follow-up."
Zhao Changhe looked into her eyes, which were once as charming as peach blossoms and as bright as stars, were now hidden in the depths and 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 was Tang Wanzhuang who used to do business, but now it's her.
"Now that I've got this, it's time for me to leave." Sisi sighed: "I've been away for a long time, and I actually miss 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 his mood was 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 incompatible with special circles?"
"It's possible, otherwise the list of people in heaven, earth, and people may change... But I have entered China and you know me. Maybe I will be included next time." Sisi's smile became a little sharp: "Zhao Changhe, don't be fooled.
I caught up..."
Zhao Changhe was confused about the meaning of this for a moment: "You catch up and catch up, so what? There are too many people in front of me..."
"Ha... 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 charm of the past appeared on her face: "
I wouldn'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."
Zhao Changhe watched her enchanting figure leave, always feeling that she was being arrogant...
It's like children saying they're done with each other, each with a straight face.
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 even more stormy.