Zhao Changhe no longer had the urge to grab her as he did last time, and asked calmly: "Why, it's not enough to peek at me all the way, and you come to see me take a shower openly? Is it serious? By the way, I peed all the way.
Are you watching? Does it smell good?"
The blind man said: "How could you take a bath in your dream?"
Zhao Changhe lowered his head and looked. Sure enough, he was not in the bathtub. He was actually wearing the clothes he wore in modern times. Standing in the house, he didn't know where the bathtub was... it was obviously a dream.
It's so ironic that now it has really become something that can only appear in dreams in this world.
He didn't say much more about this, but still said: "So you didn't spy on me all the way?"
The blind man shook his head: "Never."
"You really didn't write it?" Zhao Changhe said directly: "I always feel that this thing looks serious on the surface, but it contains deep ridicule inside, which fits the impression you gave me."
"..." The blind man actually thought for a while, seeming a little confused about his impression in Zhao Changhe's mind.
Then he said: "It is a name defined by the world, and it has another famous name."
"Um?"
"The name is very simple, it is the Book of Heaven, or to be more detailed, it is just a page of the Book of Heaven, which records military affairs in the world." The blind man sighed: "So this is a record of heaven, and it is beyond my control. If I
If I can really control it, then I am truly a heavenly being... How can a heavenly being do such a boring thing to you?"
Zhao Changhe said coldly: "Where is the way in heaven? Don't tell me such nonsense again."
"The way of heaven is dead." The blind man replied nonchalantly: "Otherwise, how could its record of one realm be so collapsed that it could be displayed to the world at will... So if there is no way in heaven, what's the problem?"
Zhao Changhe's eyes widened in shock.
Heaven is dead?
What a concept!
"Do you think that the Four Symbols Sect, Xia Longyuan, is really pursuing the mountains and rivers of the human world?" The blind man smiled sarcastically: "Maybe in comparison, the Cui family has more human thoughts."
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Same for you."
"Are you different? To this day, you don't regard yourself as a person of this world. You are grinning your "Zhao Cuo dialect". How much is it an irreversible usage habit, and how much is it a deliberate attempt to communicate with others.
Are we forced to make distinctions in this life?"
"...You still said you didn't spy on me?"
"I brought you here, why is it strange that I pay attention to you?" The blind man sighed: "It's just that I never thought that you could continuously touch the Book of Heaven within a few months, which really surprises me."
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "So you came here this time because you think I am a good material and you came to give me a golden finger?"
The blind man did not answer, but said: "Someone is looking for you."
After saying that, the figure disappeared and the night collapsed.
Zhao Changhe opened his eyes. It was already bright outside the window, but he was still in the bathtub. The water had been cold for a long time.
He hurriedly got up from the bucket and wiped it. He had been soaking in the water all night. If he hadn't practiced successfully, he would have developed a fever.
As for the significance of the blind man's coming this time, Zhao Changhe was sarcastic, but he actually knew it in his heart.
If it's just one page of the Heavenly Book, what about the other pages? The blind man didn't say it clearly. Anyone who hears it will probably start to look for it. That is the real treasure, better than any golden finger... It also reminds the Four Symbols Sect and Xia Longyuan's thoughts.
Mostly it has something to do with this.
If the way of heaven dies, who will rule the ups and downs?
This is the truth that the hero of this world ultimately pursues, and this is what the blind man is guiding Zhao Changhe to this time.
What is her purpose?
Just as he was wiping his body with thoughts on his mind, there was a "click", the door was pushed open, and Cui Yuanyang jumped in: "Brother Zhao... uh..."
Zhao Changhe looked down at his invincible second brother with an expressionless face, and then looked up at Cui Yuanyang with an expressionless face.
Cui Yuanyang stepped back step by step, then reached the threshold, fell out with a sound of "Oops", and sat down on his back.
Zhao Changhe was so worried that he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Qianlong 213, if you say this, your credibility will collapse."
Cui Yuanyang covered her eyes: "Why don't you wear clothes so early in the morning!"
Zhao Changhe slowly put on his trousers: "One morning while having breakfast, someone shouted in the room, 'I haven't put on my clothes yet'~ Who was that?"
The heads of two maids emerged from the door frames on the left and right, their eyes blinking.
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Can't clean it clearly.
You shouldn't make these jokes with her...but these days are too familiar...
But it seems that it can't be cleaned no matter what.
Cui Yuanyang got up from the ground with a red face, and said in a low voice: "What are you looking at here? Go and go. I will just carry the things in."
The maids suppressed their smiles and bowed slightly: "Yes."
Cui Yuanyang took the dinner plate from the maid's hand and carefully crossed the threshold. Zhao Changhe had already put on new clothes and looked at her with a smile.
This is a brocade robe, with a hint of vermilion, embroidered with mountains and rivers, and the materials are extremely precious. Even these brocades seem to be made of gold threads, which is extremely noble. Zhao Changhe has never worn such a robe in either world.
Expensive clothes...and these clothes are not samurai style, but more literary, which dilutes his rough and heroic spirit a lot, giving him a graceful and calm demeanor.
Cui Yuanyang's eyes sparkled when she saw it, and she found it very interesting. She had never thought that Zhao Changhe could have such a temperament, and it was quite pleasant to see the surprise.
Likewise, Zhao Changhe's eyes sparkled, because Cui Yuanyang now... is very beautiful.
Yes, it's not cute, it's beautiful.
No longer the fluffy rabbit hat, nor the tattered beggar-like look with his face covered in mud...but a light application of powder, a jade hairpin on his head, and a long light green dress standing tall and graceful for no reason.
It looks like the person has been lifted up a bit, and even the face doesn't look so round anymore. It has a bit of an oval face, which is very beautiful.
She is obviously a beautiful girl.
The only thing that can still be seen from before is the neat bangs on the forehead, which looks like a rag doll and a little bit cute.
When the two of them looked at each other, they both felt like, "So he looks like this...".
Immediately they all smiled at the same time, as if they were a lifetime apart.
"Here. It's delicious!" Cui Yuanyang happily put the plate on the table. When he turned around, his dirty butt that had just been smashed was exposed. Zhao Changhe burst into laughter.
No matter how different the life is, it is still the same.
"Why are you laughing?" Cui Yuanyang turned around and said angrily: "I haven't eaten anything good all the way. Why don't you come and eat some? This is the best role I should play!"
Seeing how Fu Loli was always worried about her failure to support her successfully, Zhao Changhe's worries in his dream were all gone, and he sat down at the table in a good mood: "Okay, okay, what kind of cake is this?"
"This is the Jade Fu Cake from Piaoxiangfang, this is the Eight Treasures of the Mandarin Duck, and this is the Zhi Rong Snow Jade Cake made by the time-honored Zhangjia brand in the capital..." Cui Yuanyang introduced it enthusiastically and looked at him expectantly: "Look See which one you like best, and whether it has the same taste as mine!"
This is simply a child.
After going through this bloody journey, he still looks so childish.
Because she went home, right? Well, in fact, Wei County is not her Qinghe, there is still a distance.
Zhao Changhe ate a little of everything and said with a smile: "This Yufu Cake."
Cui Yuanyang looked extremely happy: "I knew he was the same as me!"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said nothing, because you were the first to introduce this.
He drank fresh milk with exquisite pastries, looked at the brocade clothes on his body, and thought to himself that Cui Wenjing could let his daughter come to him early in the morning, which could explain a lot of problems. If this is the kind of life he wants, then I'm afraid With just a few words, you can really live like this for a lifetime.
He has rich clothes and fine food, a lovely wife, a father-in-law who is ninth in the world, and has the power to connect counties across states.
But I don’t know why, but I always feel like something is missing.
Maybe it's because of what the blind man said last night that he still has some shadows in his heart.
There is a person who has been watching you, and everything you do is just a real show in the eyes of others.
There is another group of people who are seeking the secrets of the world, pointing their swords at the sky and replacing the sky with their bodies.
The setting sun reflects on the river, and the vastness of the rivers and lakes has just begun to unfold.
The steel knife that Bei Mang brought out had just been cut open, has the knife in his heart become dull?
"Brother Zhao." Cui Yuanyang's voice came: "Why are you distracted while eating? There are no boat girls with evil intentions here."
Zhao Changhe came to his senses and said with a smile: "I wonder if there is any little rabbit with evil intentions."
Cui Yuanyang blushed slightly, lowered his head and muttered: "No."
At that moment, the girl's shyness echoed in her heart, almost shattering the glow of the world.
Zhao Changhe was a little afraid to look at her red face, lowered his head and whispered: "I want to see your father, there is something I want to talk about."
If anyone else were here, their first reaction would be that this guy wanted to propose marriage. But as Cui Yuanyang listened, the blush on his face slowly receded, and he stared at Zhao Changhe unblinkingly with his big eyes.
With Brother Zhao's heroic spirit, if it was a marriage proposal, why would he lower his head and keep silent?