The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 251

  Chapter 251 I treat you very well

   It is difficult for Zhao Changhe to judge whether this is an ordinary encounter... If not, it would be a bit against the sky if he was waiting here specially for him.

  Eighteen long rivers scattered away. Before that, even I didn't know which door I went to. I picked it completely randomly. Can this person predict it? Or follow behind, come first, so much faster than stepping on the snow and Wuzhao?

   If you don't understand it, don't think about it. Zhao Changhe simply treats it as an ordinary encounter, and sits directly opposite the old man: "Although I also like to drink a few sips, old man, drinking on an empty stomach in the morning is not good."

   "Who says it's an empty stomach, isn't there peanuts here?" The old man pushed the peanuts a little in front of him: "Eat something?"

  Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers at the clerk: "Here are some steamed buns."

   Soon the steaming steamed buns were served, and Zhao Changhe also pushed in front of the old man: "Cush your stomach."

   As he said that, he was not polite, grabbed a steamed bun and ate it up after a few mouthfuls, and then poured a glass of wine leisurely, and served 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 a sound to disturb him, and there was a smile in his eyes.

   It wasn't until he finished eating one that he opened his mouth and said, "I have a good appetite. A man is strong, and a knife is also strong."

  Zhao Changhe gnawed on the second steamed bun, looked up at him: "Old man recognizes this knife?"

   "Such a distinctive knife, why should I have seen it before, anyone will take a second look."

   "The old man is a high official?"

   "Forget it." The old man sipped his wine and asked, "Not like it?"

   "It doesn't look like it, at least I haven't seen a high-ranking official who doesn't even have an entourage around him."

   "So what do you guys think of this kind of officer?"

  Zhao Changhe squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then said slowly: "Is the official good, you can't tell from this kind of place."

   "Then how can we see it?"

  Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the inn. A beggar was curled up in the corner, still sleeping: "This is the capital, under the feet of the emperor. Does the old man feel it is too dazzling?"

  The old man said: "Since it is dazzling, how about killing it?"

  Zhao Changhe's eyes turned sharp, and the old man continued to drink by himself as if nothing had happened.

  Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "I think the barbarians are more glaring, old man kill him?"

  The old man smiled again: "Indeed, it can be killed."

   "What if I don't like my husband? Daddy wipe his own neck?"

   "Then ask the little brother to kill himself."

   "There is no one without me, and there is no one who cannot be killed?"

"It's just that fists are the truth. For example, if you want to make there 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 is useless if you disagree, because you care no."

  Zhao Changhe nodded slightly: "Not bad."

   "Little brother left Beijing, where are you going?"

   "Yanmen."

   "Only in Beijing can solve beggars."

   "Yanmen can deal with the barbarians."

   "Is that so?" The old man smiled and said, "Just like killing a beggar, you can't make the beggar disappear. Killing the barbarian can't make the barbarian problem disappear. It's Jingzhong, not Yanmen, that solves the root cause of the barbarians."

  Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "As you said, it's useless if I don't agree with Jingzhong, I have nothing to do with it."

   "Did you want to take care of it?"

  Zhao Changhe stared at him with squinted eyes, and subconsciously gnawed at the steamed buns, as if he wanted to make himself full as soon as possible and have the strength to deal with the changes.

The old man couldn't help laughing, and suddenly changed the subject: "Brother, yesterday evening in Zhang's restaurant, he beat a man with a bowl of wine, and when the wine jar was exhausted, everyone was silent. It's not too pleasant. Why did you leave in a hurry before dawn? It seems to be unintentional, it's a pity. I happened to meet by chance, can I ask why?"

  Zhao Changhe said cautiously: "But when I went to Beijing for fun, I left when I felt that I had nothing to do. What is there to linger on?"

  The old man smiled and said: "It's so anticlimactic, isn't it because there is something unfinished, so I left with regrets?"

  Zhao Changhe simply asked: "The old man is 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 see Xia Longyuan with his own eyes.

Both Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfu Qing could tell that the reason he made a big fuss in the restaurant was to attract Xia Longyuan's attention and summon him... Anyway, he was also the inheritor of Xia Longyuan's Liuhe Magic Art and Dragon Sparrow. It's not that you can't communicate.

   There is a high probability that the matter between himself and Xia Chichi, Xia Longyuan, is as clear as a mirror from the beginning to the end... It has come, Zhao Changhe thinks it is better to see it directly, there is something to hide.

   As a result, I went to the casino to find out information and was frightened... If Xia Longyuan could kill his son, then I don't know if there is something wrong with his mental state. Combined with Huangfuqing's information, Zhenxia Longyuan is not something he can see, there is a high probability that what he sees is a fake, worthless, and the fake may even want to kill himself.

   Tang Wanzhuang knew that it was His Majesty who was worried.

  The situation is not in line with previous expectations, so it is better to go ahead. So this trip was anticlimactic, running around at night in desperation, and the idea of ​​meeting Xia Longyuan was completely given up.

  As a result, the person in front of you said that he was here to help you complete the unfinished business.

  Damn you!

   Don't tell me this is Xia Longyuan!

   Not only Xia Longyuan, but also the real thing! At least at least, it was also sent by the real thing to communicate.

   But Zhao Changhe felt that sending people was of little significance. It is not so easy to find a more loyal subject than Tang Wanzhuang, she is the best sounding board, there is no need to send others. Since they will come to meet each other, it is probably me.

  Even if 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 he was sitting here chatting with a smile like an old man on the side of the road. Without any mental preparation at all, the whole person was dumbfounded.

   If this guy wants to kill himself, just wash and sleep.

  Holding the last bit of luck, Zhao Changhe carefully probed: "After talking so much, I still don't know the old man's last name."

  The old man had a half-smile: "Whoever you think is, that's who."

Oh shit.

  Zhao Changhe simply said: "You are such a good man, just say what you have to say. Why do you pretend to be a senior official and try to find out? Does it make sense? Just lower the style."

   "Yes." Xia Longyuan said lightly: "For many, many years, no one acted as an old man regardless of who I am, advised me not to drink early in the morning, to pad my stomach, and bought me steamed buns."

  Zhao Changhe: "You masters love to test people like this?"

  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. Anyone is quantified by strengths and weaknesses from your perspective."

   "Is this the Xia Longyuan in your eyes?"

   "Isn't it? When I said that beggar was dazzling, your reaction was to kill."

  Xia Longyuan thought for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Maybe you are right. At least I won't not kill you just because of such a well-intentioned steamed bun."

   "So why don't you kill me? Son?"

   "Don't you think, I treat you very well?"

   "Look, I know you're sorry for going here, and I've come here to meet your needs in Beijing, so that your trip can be complete, and you won't make your trip in vain. Do you think it's good for you?"

  Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "So, it is true."

Xia Longyuan took a leisurely sip of wine, and continued: "My skills, my daughter, my most loyal courtier, and my concubine in name, you see, they all belong to you. Have I ever troubled you? If it's not good, who in this world treats you well? Blind man?"

  Zhao Changhe: "..."

   This Xia Longyuan is really different from what he imagined...Of course that's because the topic hasn't gone deep and the boss is still playing around.

   But no matter how funny he was, Zhao Changhe finally met the only person in this world who could communicate with him about blind people in such a casual manner.

   Originally thought that coming to Beijing was wrong and meaningless, and left in embarrassment.

   Unexpectedly, the real meaning is waiting here.

   "You should have come a long time ago. A bunch of little dolls, speculating on their own, frightening themselves, and making people laugh. Whoever is impatient and calculating with a group of little ants is self-righteous."

  Xia Longyuan drank the wine in the glass, got up and said, "Autumn is just right, and the sunrise makes people feel happy. Let me go for a walk with my father?"

  Zhao Changhe: ""

  Changhe drifted away for half his life...

   No, just now you were talking about your daughter, which means you know everything. How come you turn your head around and call yourself a father!

  Number one in the world's force is temporarily invisible, but the jumping ability of number one in the world really can't keep up. Zhao Changhe took a deep breath, and strode after him: "I didn't recognize him, don't call yourself that."

   "Father-in-law is not father? Don't call him if you have the ability."

   "..." No. 1 in the world is No. 1 in the world, just a word, and it is directly lore.

  (end of this chapter)

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