Sheng Fu

Chapter 547 Fried Fish
"When are you leaving?" Gu Cheng asked with a smile.

Yu Wenjun said without hesitation: "When Bai Xiaowei arrives in Lingdu, don't worry, there are still five or six days."

Gu Cheng said with a playful smile: "When you meet such an important person, you still deliberately delay for a while, what's the learning here?"

Yu Wenjun said: "If I go immediately, they will have no burden when bargaining with me. If I go later, they will not be able to figure out my thoughts."

Gu Cheng frowned and said: "But this trace is too obvious, they will think of it."

Yu Wenjun said calmly: "The smarter a person is, the more stupid his mistakes are sometimes."

"You can see that the marks are too heavy, so they don't know."

Gu Cheng asked with a smile: "You like it very much, others try to figure out your thoughts, if you hit the wrong way, you will tear everything down and start over again, in short, you are unpredictable."

Yu Wenjun raised his teacup and took a sip, "There is no need for a pun."

"Bai Xiaowei came to borrow troops, who is expected to go to the battlefield?"

Gu Cheng's dark color gradually became dignified, and now the only one who can fight a big battle in the spirit clan world is King Zhen'an.

"It's the man with the first horn." Gu Cheng said.

In terms of terrain, King Zhen'an is located in the northern border, which is the closest to the southeast of the human race.

Yu Wenjun originally wanted to go to Beijiang to visit the King of Zhen'an, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

"Why don't you follow me to Hengchangzong, anyway, you don't like this dream city very much, even if you used to like it very much." Yu Wenjun said with a half-smile.

Gu Cheng pretended to be annoyed and laughed, "I don't have such a cruel heart."

Yu Wenjun got up and stretched his waist, and said: "Forget it, you stay here for now, and after Bai Xiaowei arrives in Lingdu, we will set off for the Demon Realm."

Gu Cheng stood up and asked, "Where are you going now? Yixi Sect? Or the palace?"

Yu Wenjun didn't answer, because he didn't know where he was going.

This is something worth thinking about.

Seeing this, Gu Cheng hesitated to speak, but just as he was about to speak, Yu Wenjun crossed the void and left.

"It's enough!" Gu Cheng laughed angrily.

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At the foot of Linghua Mountain, there is a clear river with occasional pools. There are countless small fish in the pools, all of which are about the length of a finger.

When it comes to eating fish, small fish is naturally the most delicious, suitable for cooking soup, and can also be used as a seasonal side dish.

However, fish after autumn don't like to eat and catch. Yu Wenjun and Xie Yiming fished on the shore for half an hour, and they rarely got anything.

"The future market situation in the northern political arena is just like your current fish situation. What's your opinion?" Yu Wenjun asked casually.

The head of the young Ba Gu frowned slightly, depressed in his heart. His Highness Nan Wang was on the side, fishing no less than ten small fish, and Yu Wenjun hadn't opened for half an hour.

Could it be that there are some things that only older people can do well?
Xie Yiming Shi Ran said: "Your Majesty wants to support the Northern King, and the Northern King should be like that Kunpeng, soaring up to [-] miles, just like your Majesty supported Xu Huanshan in the past."

"Northern politics will not be like an iron barrel for the time being. As long as the Guo family is firmly in your hands, you will always have the right to speak in the north. It's just that the rest of the family will inevitably have the same hatred against you. The temple is due to the ownership of Beihai. I will also fight against you."

"I'm in the middle, only the north-south rivers, which follow the general trend and calm people's hearts, can't benefit you."

Yu Wenjun's fishing rod finally swayed a little, pulled it slightly, caught a scaleless fish about the size of a little finger, and said with an angry smile: "It's also a harvest."

Beihai used to belong to Empress Fuyao, now it belongs to Jing Peiyao, and in the future it belongs to Xiao Huangyue.

Fucheng is the King of the North. After living in that position for a long time, it is inevitable that the friendship in the past will be shaken. The human race is ultimately under the rule of the Emperor, even the current Emperor is not comfortable.

"Actually, it's hard to make fish soup with just what you and I have harvested, and you have to fish for a while." Yu Wenjun said firmly.

After saying that, Xie Yiming grabbed a fat fish that was as long as chopsticks, and said with a pleasant smile: "Among the small fish, occasionally there will be a big fish that has been dormant for several years."

Yu Wenjun frowned slightly, inadvertently exuding dragon aura.

Seeing this, Xie Yiming said in a very soft voice: "If you force it, fishing will lose its original fun."

Yuwen Jundao: "But you can't let these little fish have their temper."

boom!
The water pool exploded suddenly, and the sky was full of water mist.

Hundreds of small fish were all suspended in mid-air, and Yu Wenjun used his chaotic drawing hand to put them all into the fish basket, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether it's fried, braised, or boiled, it's enough."

Xie Yiming wiped the water stains on his face, and said with a speechless face: "It is indeed enough."

"But the fish in this pool are almost dying out."

Yu Wenjun looked up the small river and said, "Water goes downhill, so do the fish. Next year today, there will still be many small fish in this pool."

Killing the family needs to be more ruthless...

Yuwen Jundao: "I have Chi Yuan, Ying Long, and Xuepeng, the national bird of the demon clan, under my seat. The killing power is more than enough."

"From King Nan's point of view, is this knife sharp?"

Xie Yiming's face was solemn, his brows were heavy and he said: "Sharpness is enough."

"But it could be sharper."

Yuwen Jundao: "Bai Xiaowei is on his way to Lingdu. At that time, King Zhen'an of the Demon Race will lead the army to Saibei City. I can make a small plan to make Bai Xiaowei happy."

"At that time, maybe at the negotiating table, we will discuss the ownership of the North Sea with Renhuang in a serious way."

"How about this plan?"

Xie Yiming was silent, he didn't know how to speak, he didn't dare to compliment on the moral level, and the strategic timing was irreproachable.

"It's just, do you really have that much weight in the hearts of the Spirit Race?" Xie Yiming asked honestly.

I had hoped that Xie Yiming would mediate this matter in front of the Human Emperor's Palace, but it was a pity that I couldn't count on it.

Yu Wenjun said sadly: "The weight may not be as good as the Emperor, but in terms of friendship, it is far above the Emperor."

Xie Yiming was puzzled and asked: "Why didn't you encourage Fucheng to return to Hengchang from the very beginning?"

Yu Wenjun said meaningfully: "Northern people have northern scholars, which is the blessing of northerners, and I regard it as the beauty of adults."

"The aristocratic family must be killed, and it must not be exterminated."

Xie Yiming lowered his eyebrows and said worriedly: "Once you lose this move, you will be the target of public criticism. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Yu Wenjun stood up, laughed freely and said: "In a world of great controversy, solving problems with politics can also be solved with war."

"For the human race, I have a clear conscience."

"You can't follow the heart of the temple, and you can't completely follow my heart. Everyone has to take a step back after all."

"At least Fucheng is king, and it is a good thing to stabilize the political arena in the north, but if you want to make trouble for Hengchang in the future, you should kill it in the cradle in advance."

"People from the Helian family still hate me deeply, but dare not speak out."

"It's the same with those big bosses in the temple, but the knife in my hand is always sharp."

Xie Yiming didn't frown this time, but a kind of indescribable care and joy. In the future, he will practice soft politics and take care of Hengchang Academy as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)