In the restaurant, Cui Yuanyong invited Zhao Changhe to dinner. He originally wanted to talk about something serious, but after being reported like this, the topic naturally changed to this.
"I didn't expect that Tangtang Dibang actually died here. If it hadn't been reported, I'm afraid no one would have known about it. Such a powerful person died silently." Cui Yuanyong sighed a little: "Why did he come to the Central Plains?
?No one will know if you don’t tell me.”
Zhao Changhe said: "He came to the Central Plains to cause trouble. He wanted to provoke the Wang family to directly rebel. This would not only make the Central Plains more chaotic, but also draw away Yanmen's troops. For the Hu people, it should be regarded as an important sabotage behind enemy lines during the war.
Well, something unexpected happened..."
"What accident?"
"The Wang family still knows what is right and what is right. Wang Daozhong personally shot and wounded He Lei. He went back knowing that the matter could not be done."
Cui Yuanyong stared at him expressionlessly, while Zhao Changhe drank as if nothing had happened.
Cui Yuanyong was not without information. He thought about it silently and marveled secretly.
In this way, it was Zhao Changhe who actually eliminated a storm. It was a magical stroke in the way of blaming the king. It seemed like a casual statement, but it had a profound impact. Not only did the Hu people's plan fail, but the Wang family and the Hu people were also at risk.
The ongoing connection was also blocked.
By the way, in fact, the connection between the Wang family and the Maitreya Cult was also destroyed by Zhao Changhe, who killed the Maitreya Cult envoy in front of the Wang family's gate...
Later in Jianhu City, He Lei's exposure seemed to be because of Zhao Changhe?
It seems reasonable to say that all the Hu people's troubles were ruined at the hands of Zhao Changhe, and that No. 7 on the list died of him.
It's a bit weird... On the surface, what he did doesn't seem to be a big deal, but the impact is surprisingly large. According to the sect, this is often determined by fate, and not ordinary people can afford it.
No wonder his father pays more and more attention to it now. He has to personally inquire about every detail of the information about Zhao Changhe. Others still think that he is looking for his son-in-law. This is probably more than just... Did Xia Longyuan back then have such a fate that depends on the sky?
Storm?
But Zhao Changhe was thinking about himself and sighed: "What I sigh about is that he is ranked seventh in the list, and his death has no sense of heroism. He is no different from ordinary shrimps."
"...There is still a difference. If anyone dies, it will not be reported. Besides, how do you know whether the scene at that time was heroic or not? Maybe Suzaku also spent a lot of effort and finally issued a sympathetic message to the stubborn opponent.
sigh?"
Zhao Changhe complained: "Have you read too many scripts?"
Cui Yuanyong frowned and said, "Why, I think I would be able to do it!"
Zhao Changhe sneered: "You are you, Suzaku will take one look at his corpse and I will lose, that old woman..."
Cui Yuanyong also complained: "I know you understand old women very well."
Zhao Changhe: "... Damn you."
In fact, Zhao Changhe just saw that Xia Longyuan's sequelae had not yet recovered, and felt that all the people on the ground were like ants. Cui Yuanyong certainly could not understand this feeling.
However, seeing Zhao Changhe's sigh, Cui Yuanyong could not help but feel a little infected. He sighed: "You are right, the seventh person on the Earth Ranking died so easily, what about us? We always feel that after practicing for so long, we are still like duckweeds.
But I still have to practice.”
Zhao Changhe said: "Stop it, brother, I know you are already at the ninth level of Xuan Guan. Being of your generation, I am also under a lot of pressure."
"You are so stressed out. We are the same generation as you, so we are stressed out, okay? By the way, how do you know that I am a ninth grader?"
"Just cheat. I think you won't fall behind. You are on par with Yue Hongling. How can you bear her being on the list? You are still a hidden dragon? It should be more than a year since you entered the eighth level. It is not unusual to enter the ninth level.
.Tell me, when do you plan to be on the list?"
"Don't we still have to find opportunities to prove ourselves...According to your judgment, Xue Canghai is on the list instead of me. This obviously means that I think I can't beat Xue Canghai. If I don't accept it, don't let me see him."
Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that Master Xue was really unlucky.
The most embarrassing thing in Lao Xue's life is that he was picked over the top by Yue Hongling, and he is still talked about by the world and still can't get over it. For the shame of Xue, he probably doesn't care about anything, he is practicing hard, and plans to give Yue Hongling an information gap next time they meet. So Xue
The divine sect has been dying down in recent months, which is probably related to this.
As a result of this report, I suspected that he was going to vomit blood because he didn't hide his strength, so the effect was reduced by half. Forget it, it also aroused the dissatisfaction and fighting spirit of Cui Yuanyong and other people who wanted to be listed, and they were as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night.
.
I guess Lao Xue is jumping around and cursing in the Blood God Sect right now. What idiot wrote a bad book, can he write a book?
Cui Yuanyong said again: "When we talk about taking exams, don't you do it better than anyone else? I haven't been practicing martial arts for a year, look at how many people have been left behind by you... Can you calculate how much time you have to rest peacefully?
How much?"
Zhao Changhe thought for a while and secretly thought that it really couldn't be calculated. It felt like it might only be about ten days, when he and Tang Wanzhuang were in Suzhou.
Even at that time, I was still sorting out swordsmanship and learning piano... If there were such a volume in this world, I would probably go to the northern Qing Dynasty.
He took a sip of wine and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I am just a cabbage. I am the one who is talking about cabbage."
Cui Yuanyong laughed so much that he spit out a sip of wine: "You are so interesting sometimes when you talk... If you are a dish, others are a loser. Come on, where does this description of Juan come from? I have never heard of it but it feels inexplicably appropriate."
"Zhao Cuo dialect." Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Hey, it stands to reason that His Majesty can also speak Zhao Cuo dialect. Haven't you heard of it?"
"No, Your Majesty, you can't say so many weird things. I'm not from Zhaocuo, so I don't have the Zhaocuo dialect."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Xia Longyuan didn't know how he did this. He conquered the world and no other time-travelers wanted to promote industrial transformation and the like. He lived completely like a native. Maybe he was happy to leave some things in front of him.
modern words...
Many times, in order not to sound too weird when speaking, I also consciously control it. Now that I have traveled through time for almost a year, I have leaked out fewer and fewer modern words. But how do I put it? I feel that many words are most appropriate after I am used to them. I will think about it for a while.
It is not easy to find a replacement, such as this volume. It is really difficult to be like Xia Longyuan.
This shows that Xia Longyuan may not have been very old when he traveled through time. He was probably a middle-aged boy with much higher environmental adaptability and plasticity than himself. It also explains why his meridians are not as useless as his own. If we meet him at the same time, then
Huo is just a younger brother, and now he has become a father-in-law. I can only talk about the two concepts of "time and space", which are too mysterious.
Yes, Xia Longyuan was still on his mind, and this time it had a great impact on the spiritual touch. Zhao Changhe shook his head and deliberately got back to business: "You said you entrusted me with something, what was it?"
"Our knight camp is basically made up of people from the Jianghu who come to help on their own initiative. Each has its own division of labor. Some join the army directly, while others organize elite teams to raid enemy lines. This is very suitable for people from the Jianghu. Of course, as I just said, there are also those who work alone.
, I don’t know how many died.”
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well, I think I am also suitable to be a special soldier to harass the enemy's rear. How about you give me a map indicating the forces and troop distribution, and I will go and have a look."
"There are environmental maps, but don't think about maps such as forces and troops. They have changed too much." Cui Yuanyong said: "Don't interrupt. What we are talking about now is that a team disappeared a few days ago. We don't know whether they are alive or dead.
We are organizing manpower to scout in that direction. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will be lucky to be able to rescue the person."
"Are you going to involve me in a search and rescue operation?"
"I think this suits you very well. You are fast, alert, and have a good brain. You are different from those swarming people in the world." Cui Yuanyong said as he took out a sheepskin map and pointed to a location.
: "This is the topographic map of that area. There is a water source here. Originally, a tribe was stationed there. The information obtained was that there were not many people. I don't know why they fell so hard that not even one person escaped... maybe
It’s not a trap, but I need someone with a clear mind to check it out.”
Zhao Changhe took the map and looked at it for a while, then put it in his arms happily: "Okay, I came here to find some specific work, so I knew that the knight camp was the right place."
Cui Yuanyong said seriously: "Don't die outside like He Lei."
Zhao Changhe said: "If you say that, I'm worried about one thing..."
"Um?"
"Where is Yue Hongling?"
Cui Yuanyong's expression changed slightly: "That's not true..."
"Here is so powerful that he can die in the Middle Earth. What else can't be done? There are many strong people in the grassland."
Cui Yuanyong looked sad: "If you say so, it has indeed been a long, long time since I last saw Yue Hongling..."
"Fuck!" Zhao Changhe, who was still in the mood to eat, stood up suddenly and strode downstairs: "Boss, prepare some dry food for me... Yes, more, I need ten days' worth!"
Cui Yuanyong chased after him helplessly: "What are you in a hurry for? Can you find someone with a hundred days of dry food?"
"..."
"There is a yellow sand collection marked on the map. It is where the various tribes of the grasslands trade. If you have the opportunity, you can go there to find out the news and supply supplies. It is better than looking around like a headless fly... It's just that
Remember, you must be careful, the degree of confusion over there is far greater than that in Sword Lake City."