Sheng Fu

Chapter 227 He Is A Politician

Henglong Mountain.

Bai Xiaowei is here, it's his first time here.

Looking around, the mood is completely different from the last time I went to Henglong Mountain, and I feel pretty good.

Clothes and swords, full of middle-aged romance.

Although he is no longer a teenager, he is still a swordsman who likes to travel far with his sword behind his back.

Walking slowly all the way to the gate of Hengchangzong Mountain, I planned to wander around at will, and then go to the deep Hengchangzong to have a talk with the young man, but when he came, someone naturally greeted him.

When the strong wind arrives, autumn kills all fields in front of the mountain gate.

Yan Beiyou suddenly appeared in front of Bai Xiaowei with a long sword in his hand, the sword was out of the sheath, the body of the sword was red, and a slight swing could start a prairie fire.

"As far as I know, there is no such master as Your Excellency within a radius of ten thousand miles."

"Why are you here?"

Bai Xiaowei became very playful for a while, and said softly: "I want to find a place to have a cup of tea, I wonder if Hengchang Zong agrees?"

Yan Beiyou's long sword pointed directly at Bai Xiaowei, and said with a playful smile: "That depends on whether your sword is fast enough."

Bai Xiaowei slowly pulled out the sword, Yan Beiyou's pupils shrank suddenly, this is a coquettish sword, and has already cultivated a sword spirit, from Yan Beiyou's point of view, Dijian Valley can't forge such magical weapons for the time being weapon.

He moved first, stabbing at Bai Xiaowei's throat in an instant, the sword was blazing, the sword intent was majestic, the sword energy was straight and condensed, and he had the potential to complete his work in one battle.

Bai Xiaowei turned his footsteps slightly, skillfully avoided the sword, and swung the sword out without haste.

Yan Beiyou's mind was dignified, and he quickly made a gesture of guarding the sword.

Loudly!
The twin swords blatantly unleashed thousands of strange sword intents, killing mountains and plains and sweeping away everything.

Yan Beiyou's wrist was numb, and a huge dark force penetrated into his forearm. The owner of Dijian Valley realized that he might be buried here today.

In desperation, he mobilized all his true energy to fight Bai Xiaowei, even if he lost, he would still hurt the opponent's vitality.

Bai Xiaowei's expression was as usual, he didn't see any waves, he just slashed his sword gently, and the blade lay across Yan Beiyou's neck. The current strongest member of Hengchang Sect felt cold all over his body, his blood was congealed, and his body seemed to be full of real energy. about to dissipate.

Yan Beiyou couldn't believe it, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how Gu Yong offended Your Excellency in the past, even if I die, I will die to understand."

Bai Xiaowei didn't withdraw his sword, and said implicitly: "Gu Yong didn't offend me, I just want to come here for a cup of tea."

Yan Beiyou was confused, gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to ask your honorable name!"

Bai Xiaowei looked behind Yan Beiyou, and a young man in brocade clothes and jade belt appeared.

The young man smiled and said, "His name is Bai Xiaowei, and he is a politician."

Yan Beiyou looked back at dusk, and Yu Wenjun was smiling all over his face.

Bai Xiaowei put his long sword back into its sheath, glanced at Yan Beiyou, and said implicitly: "If you had asked my name from the beginning, you and I would not have drawn our swords to face each other, but unfortunately you never asked me."

Yan Beiyou's face was slightly red, and he quickly bowed and said, "Yan Beiyou has met the Prime Minister, and he has long heard that the Lord's swordsmanship is superb, and today I met..."

Bai Xiaowei said: "You really deserve your reputation?"

The corners of Yu Wenjun's mouth raised, he really didn't know what to say.

Yan Beiyou was confused, cleared his throat, raised his breath and asked: "My lord's sword is no less than the famous sword Chunyun, Liuxue, may I ask what the name of the sword is?"

Bai Xiaowei smiled lightly and said, "You guess?"

Yan Beiyou laughed dryly, but he didn't know how to reply, and he had never heard Yu Wenjun elaborate on what kind of person Bai Xiaowei was.

Yu Wenjun stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hengchangzong has a lot of tea, and I know you may come one day, so I have already prepared black tea."

The two walked towards Hengchangzong together, Yan Beiyou followed closely behind.

Only then did Yu Wenjun say: "The sudden visit caught me off guard, and I'm sorry for my disappointment."

Bai Xiaowei said flatly: "I just want to see how the construction here is going. Entering an unfamiliar place alone will bring a lot of novelty, but if two people take me around, it will be boring. "

Yu Wenjun was a little at a loss, and then changed the subject: "Otherwise, Uncle Yan Beiyou and I will go against the wind and return to Hengchangzong, and you will walk slowly by yourself. When you arrive, it will be dark. By then I also prepared a banquet and black tea to nourish the stomach."

"When the journey comes to an end, it's a feast."

Bai Xiaowei said solemnly: "The so-called pretense is never real enough, but I think you should be pretending to Ling Yuqing."

Yuwenjun: "..."

"Politicians really have witty words, and the juniors feel ashamed."

Yan Beiyou acted as if he didn’t hear anything. At first, many people wondered why Yu Wenjun was entangled with a brothel girl. Now they have solved some confusion, but it involves Mr. Yuwen’s private affairs. Yan Beiyou and Murong It's not easy for people like Qiushui to ask in person, because no one has done anything shameful.

But Yan Beiyou didn't expect that Yu Wenjun turned out to be that kind of person.

The warm wind is moving, and the flowers and vegetation on both sides of the road are quite bright, like a little girl in the cardamom age, or that kind of beautiful girl.

Yu Wenjun asked softly: "The last time we parted at Henglong Mountain, you went to the depths, what do you think of the Feng Shui luck here, can I suppress it?"

This is a very serious question. At the beginning, he chose to establish a sect in Henglong Mountain only because it was rumored that Gu Yong died here. In order to inherit Gu Yong's will, he established himself in a place that is neither south nor north.

Bai Xiaowei said calmly: "It's a good place with a wide layout, and it's the first choice for founding a sect. Many famous people don't want to establish a sect in Henglong Mountain, just because they can't suppress the momentum here."

Yu Wenjun was relieved a lot in his heart, and said with a gentle smile: "Listening to your words, I can always feel like a spring breeze."

Bai Xiaowei said: "It's summer now, it should be the summer wind, the summer wind is full of vitality and grows towards the sun."

Yu Wenjun laughed and said: "The emperor has a learned politician like you, it is really a blessing for the human race."

Bai Xiaowei replied: "Thank you, I have tried my best to take care of Murong Qiushui's business in the north of Henglong Mountain, but there is still a long way to go before becoming the number one. Whether it will be successful or not is still a matter of discussion."

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly. The business matter cannot be forced, but with Bai Xiaowei taking care of him as much as possible, it will not be too bad.

After walking for a while, Bai Xiaowei lost his interest in taking a walk. The three of them walked against the wind. Not long after, they entered the Hengchang Sect. The black lion wandered around outside the main hall. After seeing Bai Xiaowei, , also shook his tail slightly.

Bai Xiaowei threw out a monster inner alchemy, the black lion immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it, this time he shook his tail violently at Bai Xiaowei, the black unicorn is also very sensible.

Entering Hengchang Palace, Yu Wenjun made tea himself. It was not a piece of red tea, but the black tea brought by Yanbeiyou from Dijian Valley.

Yan Beiyou didn't bother him too much, he went to the small kitchen to arrange the dishes, and Bai Xiaowei came in person, so he still had to entertain them generously.

I also felt a little uncomfortable, I thought that Bai Xiaowei and Bai Xiaowei might be in the same place, but I never thought that it was a world of difference.

Bai Xiaowei asked curiously, "Where is Jing Hanqing?"

Yu Wenjun didn't react for a while, and simply replied: "I should be sorting out the files in the study at this moment, and I'll be here in a while."

Bai Xiaowei hummed, and didn't continue.

Only then did Yu Wenjun suddenly realize that Bai Xiaowei did not come here for no reason. Looking at his situation a little bit, his breath was smooth and his expression was peaceful, so he must have come here for a good cause.

(End of this chapter)