It was difficult for Zhao Changhe to judge whether this was an ordinary encounter... If not, it would be a bit outrageous if he was waiting for him here specifically.
The eighteen-long river dispersed in all directions. Before that, even I didn’t know which door I was going to take. I chose it completely at random. Can this person predict it? Or should he follow behind, arrive first, faster than Wu Zui on the snow?
many?
If you don't understand, just don't think about it. Zhao Changhe simply treats it as an ordinary encounter and sits across from the old man happily: "Although I also like to have a few sips, I don't think it's good to drink on an empty stomach in the morning."
"Who said it was an empty stomach? Isn't there some peanuts here?" The old man pushed the peanuts in front of him: "Eat some?"
Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers at the waiter: "Here are some steamed buns."
Soon the steaming steamed buns were served, and Zhao Changhe also pushed it in front of the old man: "Pad your belly."
He said that he was not polite, grabbed a steamed bun and ate it in a few bites, then poured a glass of wine leisurely and drank 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 any noise and had a smile in his eyes.
It wasn't until he finished eating one that he said, "I have a good appetite. As a man is strong, so is his sword."
Zhao Changhe gnawed on his second steamed bun and looked up at him: "Do you recognize this knife?"
"No one would take a second look at such a unique knife."
"Is my father-in-law a high official?"
"Forget it." The old man sipped his wine and asked, "It doesn't look like it?"
"It doesn't look like that. At least I've never seen a high official without even an entourage around him."
"So, little brother, what do you think of this kind of official?"
Zhao Changhe squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then slowly said: "Whether the official is good or not, you can't tell from a place like this."
"Then how can we tell?"
Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and pointed to the edge of the inn. A beggar was huddled in the corner, still sleeping: "This is the capital, under the emperor's feet. Don't you think it's very dazzling to my eyes?"
The old man said: "Since it's irritating, how about killing it?"
Zhao Changhe's eyes turned sharp, and the old man continued to pour and drink as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "I think Hu people are more irritating, I want to kill them?"
The old man smiled again: "Indeed, you can also kill him."
"What if I don't like my husband? Can I wipe my neck myself?"
"Then ask the little brother to kill it himself."
"There is no one without me, and there is no one who cannot be killed?"
"It's just that fists are principles. For example, if you want there to 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's useless no matter how much you disagree, because you don't care.
Not available."
Zhao Changhe nodded slightly: "Not bad."
"Little brother, where do you plan to go when you leave Beijing?"
"Yanmen."
"Only Beijing can deal with beggars."
"Only Yanmen can deal with the barbarians."
"Really?" the old man said with a smile: "Just as killing a beggar will not make the beggar disappear, killing a barbarian will not make the barbarian problem disappear. To solve the root cause of the barbarian people, it is Beijing, not Yanmen."
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and said slowly: "As you said, it's useless if I don't agree with Jingzhong, I can't control it."
"Did you originally want to take care of it?"
Zhao Changhe stared at him with squinted eyes, unconsciously chewing the steamed buns one bite at a time, as if he wanted to eat as quickly as possible and have the strength to cope with the unexpected.
The old man laughed dumbly and suddenly changed the topic: "Little brother, last night at Zhangjia Restaurant, I drank a bowl of wine and beat up someone. When the wine jar was empty, everyone fell silent, which was great. Why did he leave in such a hurry before dawn?
It seems that the intention was not fulfilled, which is a pity. We happened to meet each other by chance, can I ask why?"
Zhao Changhe said cautiously: "I just came to the capital for fun, and then left when I thought there was nothing to do. What's worth hanging around?"
The old man said with a smile: "It's such an anticlimactic end. Could it be that there is something unfinished and we're leaving with regrets?"
Zhao Changhe simply asked: "I am waiting for me here just to help me complete this unfinished business?"
"You can think so."
Zhao Changhe swallowed the steamed bun and almost choked to death.
What is your unfinished business?
It was to meet Xia Longyuan with my own eyes.
Both Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfu Qing could see that they made a scene in the restaurant just to attract Xia Longyuan's attention and summon him... In any case, they were the inheritors of Xia Longyuan's Liuhe Magic Skill and Dragon Bird. It was impossible for Xia Longyuan not to know that since he let it go,
That doesn't mean you can't communicate.
There is a high probability that Xia Longyuan's affairs with Xia Chichi were as clear as a mirror in his mind from the beginning to the end... Now that they have come, Zhao Changhe felt that it would be better to meet him directly to see if there was anything to hide.
As a result, I went to the gambling house to find out information and was frightened... If Xia Longyuan was willing to kill his son, he might have some mental problems. The consequences of this exchange were unpredictable. Combined with Huangfu Qing's information, it was impossible for him to see the real Xia Longyuan.
If you arrive, you will most likely see fakes, which are worthless. The fakes may even want to kill you.
Tang Wanzhuang knew that it was His Majesty who was worried.
The situation was not in line with the previous expectations, so it was better to go ahead. So the trip ended in an unexpected way, and I ran away in the dark at night, completely giving up the idea of meeting Xia Longyuan.
As a result, the person in front of me said that he was here to help you complete your unfinished business.
Damn you!
Don't tell me this is Xia Longyuan!
Not only is it Xia Longyuan, but it is also the real thing! At least, it is also the real thing sent to communicate.
But Zhao Changhe felt that there was little point in sending people. It was not easy to find a more loyal subordinate than Tang Wanzhuang. She was the best sounding board, so there was no need to send anyone else. Since they would come to meet each other, it was probably
myself.
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 sit here chatting with a smile like an old man on the roadside. There was no psychological preparation at all.
Everyone was confused.
If this guy wants to kill himself, just go to sleep.
Holding on to the last bit of luck, Zhao Changhe carefully tested: "After talking so much, I still don't know my father-in-law's surname."
The old man smiled half-heartedly: "Whoever you think is who you are."
Oh shit.
Zhao Changhe simply said: "A great person like you can just say it directly if you have something to say. Why do you pretend to be a senior official and an old man? Is there any sense in trying to explore? It's just lowering your style."
"Yes." Xia Longyuan said calmly: "For many, many years, no one advised me not to drink early in the morning, but to put food on my stomach, and buy steamed buns for me to eat."
Zhao Changhe: "Is this how you experts like to test people?"
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, everyone is quantified based on their strengths, weaknesses, pros and cons."
"Is this Xia Longyuan in your eyes?"
"Isn't it? When I said that the beggar was irritating, your reaction was to kill him."
Xia Longyuan thought for a while and suddenly smiled: "Maybe you are right. At least I won't kill you simply because of such a well-intentioned bun."
"So why didn't you kill me? My son?"
"Don't you think I'm very good to you?"
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"Look, I know you regret going here, so I came here specifically to satisfy your request for coming to Beijing, to make your trip a success and not to let you go in vain. Do you think it's good for you?"
Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "That's true."
Xia Longyuan sipped his wine leisurely and continued: "My skills, my daughter, my most loyal minister, and my nominal concubine, you see, they are all yours. Have I ever caused you trouble? I treat you
If not, who in this world will treat you well? The blind man?"
Zhao Changhe: "..."
This Xia Longyuan is really different from what I imagined... Of course, that's because everyone hasn't gotten into the topic yet and the boss is still teasing.
But no matter how funny he was, Zhao Changhe finally met the only person in the world who could communicate with him blindly in such a casual manner.
I originally thought that my trip to Beijing was a mistake and was meaningless, so I left in embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, the real meaning is waiting here.
"You should have come a long time ago. They are a bunch of little kids who speculate on themselves, frighten themselves, and make others laugh. Who can bother to plot against a group of little ants? They are so self-righteous."
"..."
Xia Longyuan drank the wine in his glass, stood up and said, "Autumn is just right, and the rising sun makes people feel happy. How about taking a walk with my father?"
Zhao Changhe: ""
The long river drifts for half a lifetime...
No, just now you were talking about your daughter, which means you know everything. How could you turn around and call yourself your father!
The world's number one in terms of force was temporarily invisible, but the world's number one in leaping ability really couldn't keep up. Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and stalked after him: "I haven't recognized him, so don't call yourself someone else."
"Isn't my father-in-law my father? Don't scream if you have the ability."
"..." The best in the world is the best in the world. Just one sentence can directly kill him.