The old man was wearing coarse clothes. He was sitting by the lake, with a fishing rod in his hand. His hair and beard were gray, and his skin was wrinkled. This old man was not a boy with fair hair, nor was he senile.
Zhu Jiannan and his Xindu slaves were behind him. The old man looked up at the sky. The clouds were rolling in and the flowers were blooming. Time passed so fast. He was also Zhu Jiannan's age that year. He was in Xuanmen
He killed his brother with his own hands and seized his current position. He ordered troops on the battlefield, wore armor, and held a sword in his tent in the middle of the night.
Time flies so fast, and the geese pass by year by year. When the old geese come, maybe they can recognize his face today?
"Jian Nan, he is indeed in Jinling."
Zhu Jiannan must be, he always stands upright in front of this old man and does not smile.
"Let me ask you, is it possible to have a Hongmen Banquet?"
"The Hongmen Banquet and the empty city strategy are probably not advisable to deal with Zhong Xihou. To deal with him, a secret attack on Chen Cang is more appropriate."
The old man nodded. He was satisfied with the child's mind, but how long could the child stay with him? He was willing to spend half of his Lincheng wealth to keep him. Many people wanted wealth, but who
Can you give him what he wants in exchange?
"Jiannan, if you take charge of Lincheng in the future, how will you convince your subordinates?"
"strength."
The old man is smiling. Only strength can convince people, and only strength can convince people. If you have insurmountable power and frightening power, you can have loyal subordinates.
Twenty-nine years ago, someone questioned him. Twenty-nine years later, his Lincheng is even more prosperous. What he relies on is strength, a strength that is unmatched by others.
"Jiannan, my grandpa met a man when he was young. He smiled and said to grandpa that only trust can make people loyal. Grandpa laughed at him, do you know why I laughed at him?"
Zhu Jiannan remained silent and did not answer. The old man continued: "He is a simple and vulgar person. Trust can buy loyal subordinates. Trust can get a hundred loyal subordinates, but what power can win is the world. Trust,
It’s not feasible for the vast majority of people.”
"Isao understands."
The old man pondered for a while. He seemed to be recalling his youth. As he got older, he would often think of his prime. "He was a famous chivalrous man at that time. Together with him, I was kingly and chivalrous. He chose chivalry, and I chose chivalry."
The king's way."
Zhu Jiannan frowned, he knew who the old man was talking about. The old man was talking about his biological brother. He was indeed a knight. In order to carry out his righteousness, he gave up the fight for the throne. That man trusted him, and in Xuan
Men helped him kill more than ten masters. When he saw his second brother killing his eldest brother without caring about family ties, he became desperate and left Jinling and Lincheng with his silver gun.
"I remember he adopted a child, what was he called?" the old man recalled, he remembered, "He named him Nian Cangsheng."
"Nian Shengsheng?"
"You met this man when you were young, the man who brought his body back. What a reckless man, he lost his life in a duel."
The wind blew, and the old man shed tears in his eyes. You can't go back that time, and the decisions you made cannot be changed. If time really goes back, will his arrow leave the string? Will he really kill?
His brother, will he choose the kingly way or the chivalrous way?
Marquis Zhongxi received the invitation. The invitation was made of gold, and the words on it were written with the finest cinnabar. The person who sent the invitation was a charming woman, the kind of woman whose every look and smile would make men dream of her.
It was dawn when the woman came to send the invitation, and the city of Jinling had not yet awakened from its deep sleep. The sky was gray, and combined with the Jiangnan-style restaurant buildings, it looked like a painter's splash-ink painting.
Zhong Xihou looked at this woman carefully. This woman was indeed charming, and the gorgeous flowers were always thorny. He was the lord of a city and was used to seeing beauties with jewelry, but he was still attracted to this woman. In addition to his status as the lord of the Evernight City,
First of all, Zhong Xihou was a man, a man in his prime.
"Your master?"
The woman didn't speak, she just smiled and nodded. Her etiquette was neither humble nor overbearing. This flower can be difficult to see but difficult to pick.
"Without the Holy Order, I cannot leave the Nightless City, let alone meet with the Lord of Forest City, please!"
Zhong Xihou understood the meaning of seeing off the guests, but the woman did not leave and was still standing at the door.
"What else?"
"Could it be that the Lord of the Nightless City, a great hero, treats the messenger like this, not letting him in or letting him drink water?"
When a man and a woman live alone in the same room, what is not there becomes something. What's more, Zhong Nanyan has a saying that it is difficult to stop being obsessed with women and should not be indulged in it.
Zhong Nanyan liked beautiful women. When he was in power, there were many beauties in his residence. After Zhong Nanyan died, Zhong Xihou sent away these beauties. At that time, Zhong Xihou was young, at the age when a man is full of fantasy and desire for women.
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"Then you admit
What would people say if a man who is alone, wifeless, and childless lives in the same room with a beautiful and beautiful woman?"
"Oh, it turns out that the Lord of the Nightless City is also afraid of those rumors."
This woman will not be a slut, this is what Zhong Xihou thinks. Sluts will not openly seduce men, they will behave peacefully, like virgins. This woman's past, Zhong Xihou is not willing to guess, her future Zhong Xi
Hou was quite interested.
"Ignorant people spread falsehoods. There is truth and falsehood in it, and it has little to do with being alone."
"I thought that the Lord of the Nightless City in the West City is so terrifying. It turns out that he is also a lustful person but dare not speak."
Zhong Xihou became interested in this woman. Many people insulted him, but no one dared to insult him like this in front of him. He moved very quickly and grabbed the woman: "Maybe you can tell me again?
"
This woman's face looked sad but she was still smiling. She was laughing. Was she laughing at Marquis Zhong Xi or at herself?
"Do you remember that fifteen years ago you drove away twenty-eight dancers and singers?"
Zhong Xihou let go. It was indeed his order. He had never even seen those beauties. To Zhong Nanyan, those beauties were tools for him and his friends to release their desires.
.Zhong Xihou would not do this. Women and wine will destroy a man's ambition. He is smarter than Zhong Nanyan, but he is not as experienced as Zhong Nanyan.
"Are you one of the twenty-eight?"
The woman smiled, and Zhong Xihou forgot that this woman was only eighteen or nineteen years old. If she had been in the city that never sleeps fifteen years ago, she would still be a girl. Suddenly, Zhong Xihou could not help but frown, this woman, not
Which woman could have secretly given birth to Zhong Xihou's flesh and blood and kept him in the city that never sleeps?
"Do you remember that there was a Qin girl named Qiu Yan?"
Zhong Xihou had no recollection. There were many harp, dance and singing girls in the Evernight City at that time. He certainly didn't know who Zhong Nanyan recruited Qiu Yan.
"who?"
"She is my mother."
"Your mother? I don't have enough money for everyone..." Zhong Xihou was speechless for a moment. This plot seemed to be no different from the novels about talented men and beautiful women that Tian Qin read.
"After leaving the City that never sleeps, their lives are over. They are the slaves that people call the hero Zhong Nanyan to vent his anger. When they leave the City that never sleeps, how do others view them? Do you know how I grew up? Have you ever thought about it?
?”
Zhong Xihou never thought about it. He sent these people away, and he was right. The city that never sleeps is not a country with a small population, and the beauties of the former dynasty can be used now. He is indeed wrong. These people will be a dead end if they leave the city that never sleeps.
"Then, Lord of the Evernight City, I have sent the invitation and I'm leaving."
When this woman was about to leave, Zhong Xihou stopped her, forced her into his arms, kissed her plump and sexy lips, and restlessly moved his hands back and forth on her body, touching her waist and breasts...
This woman's teeth were as sharp as razors. If Zhong Xihou hadn't stepped back in time, he might have bitten his lower lip. The woman's face didn't change, she saluted with a Wanfu, and walked away slowly.
The woman left, but Zhong Xihou didn't have time to ask her name. The sun began to rise in Jinling, and soon the sun in the city that never sleeps would also rise. When he goes back, he might find out the whereabouts of those dancing girls Qin Ji.
"Master Hou, that woman is unusual." Yan Hude's injuries healed quickly. The scars on his body had dissipated, or it was hard to tell that he had been injured at all. He just lay on the beam all night, talking to Zhong Xi
Marquis Zhongxi was a little curious about Yan Hude's vertical and horizontal swordsmanship. It would be exciting if he could compete with a real master among them someday.
"Have you looked at her hands carefully?" Zhong Xihou looked at this woman's hands carefully. This woman's hands are not like Qin Ji's hands. There are fine calluses on her hands.
"Master Hou, I haven't told you who my injury was..."
"Oh, then you have guessed who did it?" Zhong Xihou looked at the Wolf King with interest. He naturally knew the answer. Xiao Liang finally shook his head in frustration.
Indeed, if the swordsman who restrained his sharp edge had let Yan Hude go, how could he be so stupid as to let Xiao Liang discover his identity? That would be even more stupid.
"That girl from Tianqin once asked me why Mr. Hou still doesn't marry and have children at his age."
In the minds of girls like Tian Qin, they think that if a man doesn't marry a woman, it's often because they have someone in their heart, just like the ones in those favorite novels of ladies, such as Love and Hate in Jianghu, Beauty and Heroes.
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Marquis Zhong Xi did not look at Yan Hude. He put his hand on Wuyu Sword. Did he take his sword to the Jinling Palace? If so, he was not the Lord of Nightless City, but a descendant of Zhong Nanyan.
Zhong Xihou suddenly recalled Yan Hude's question and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, then said fearfully: "It seems that keeping you by my side is indeed not a wise choice."
Yan Hude smiled. He was laughing at Zhongxihou and himself. Naturally, Zhongxihou was not a licentious person.
The master of the Tao is also not a saint who does not eat meat. Since Zhong Xihou is a man, a normal man with strong blood, although he is unmarried, there are naturally many beauties, both overt and covert, and we can know how many there are and what exactly they are.
Who are they?
There are not many people who have this ability, and Yan Hude is one of them.
Yan Hude naturally understood the reason for Hou Zhongxi's fleeting fear, and asked jokingly: "Does the Marquis think that Yan Hude's staying away from the Marquis is a wise choice?"
"It's because you know so much that I have to keep you by my side. What did you say to her?"
"If Lord Marquis said it was related to Baiyun, Yan Hude would naturally not say anything."
"White clouds."
She was a woman who looked like a painting. Her face was even better than that of a beautiful woman without makeup.
However, her face has no expression. No matter when it is love or hate, her face has no expression.
Her person is very cold, and her sword is also very cold.
Marquis Zhong Xi had seen her sword, her Baiyun Sword.
"Xiao Liang, that Ying Ruge, is Bai Yun's adopted son?"
Yan Hude nodded: "This Ying Ruge has never used a sword, but he did get what Baiyun said. I don't know if he understands it."
Baiyun's swordsmanship is noble and uncontested, while Wuyu's swordsmanship is domineering and arrogant. No one knows who can be better with one stroke or another.
One piece and one piece of relaxation? One piece and one piece of relaxation?
Zhong Xihou suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly. If Baiyun Sword Technique and Wu Yu Sword Technique join forces, who will win against Zongheng Sword Technique?
"Bai Yun's sword and Cang Gou's gun, these two things were really scary fifteen years ago. How old was Ying Ruge fifteen years ago?"
"About ten years old. Fifteen years ago, Baiyuncangguo was buried in Luohuaqi. I think he came to Yingruge and didn't even learn swordsmanship for a few years."
Marquis Zhongxi shook his head. Yan Hude didn't know how to use a sword. He could draw a sword or beat Marquis Zhongxi, but in the final analysis he didn't know how to wield a sword.
He learned swordplay at the age of three, and Zhong Nanyan went mad at the age of fifteen. Three years later, he committed suicide by the side of Jinghu Lake, and truly fell in love with Xicheng. He, the heir apparent, had no way out.
If you really want to calculate it, it is actually only twelve years, but now he has been holding the sword for thirty years.
"I don't use a sword, but I understand one thing. The Marquis fell in love with that married woman. This married woman has been dead for fifteen years."
I heard that there is another person in the world who may be born with the same skin as him, Zhong Xihou, but he, Zhong Xihou, spent fifteen years looking for a woman like Bai Yun, which was a waste of time and money.
Yan Xiao told him that twins also look different, let alone strangers? Once the dead are gone, don’t chase them anymore!
Zhong Xihou shook his head, Yan Hude didn't understand, and he didn't understand either. The Baiyun he fell in love with was not the Baiyun accompanying Canggu and the immortal couple. What he liked was a kind of longing that was captured in his memory because of his admiration.
The phantom created by the constant changes of time.
"Don't think about it, Xiao Liang, just prepare yourself. When the sun goes down today, you will go with me to the Jinling Prince's Mansion to see what the old prince entertains his guests."
Marquis Zhong Xi was indeed interested in a woman, but that woman claimed to be his sister, Marquis Zhong Xi. The corners of her mouth could not help but curve slightly, and the touch on her lips and hands was still there. She was indeed a beautiful woman.
Xiao Liang's words are right. Zhong Xihou has not forgotten that woman. That woman is dead.
If that woman was still alive, he wouldn't be able to stay with her.
Zhong Xihou once asked Zhong Nanyan, what is love?
"The shining snow in my heart stands alone in the tomb, and the red outline of the monument depicts the deceased."
This is what Zhong Nanyan said to him, to the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Xiao Liang, it seems I have to go to the appointment alone tonight."
Yan Hude Liang responded and took out the wolf claws from his arms again and flew out of the window. He came to the city with Zhong Xihou, not for entertainment. He came to the city to take back what belonged to Yan Hude and Liang.
Glory. It was for this reason that he followed Zhong Xihou.
The City that never sleeps is a small world. Once you leave the City that never sleeps, you will reach a big world.
It is impossible to explain what temptations and dangers there are in the big world. Just like those Jianghu people who died on the streets of Jinling, just like the vertical and horizontal swordsmen who almost took Xiao Liang's life.
The ghost lady took good care of the Wuyu sword, making it look like a new sword, a sharp sword that had just been tempered. He took out the sword and sighed. He sighed that he had to get it again.
By swinging his sword, he could not calculate how many people would die tragically and how many families would be broken up by swinging his sword.
But for some reason, this time, when the ghost woman handed the sword to herself, she frowned and lamented, but did not answer the question. She just went back to the shop and closed the door.
I don't know why the corners of Zhong Xihou's mouth curled up, and he smiled evilly. He also didn't know when this old fox in Jinling City would wake up and open his eyes.