The prince is very fierce

The night deepened.

Under the whistling wind and snow, the boathouse was anchored by the river. As the river water rose and fell, it gradually became quiet.

In the boathouse, Yue Nu dressed up beautifully and stood at the corner of the stairs, waiting for Lu Hongluan's call. It was a pity that she waited for a long time and got nothing. She was also caught by Qiao'e who ran over to eavesdrop on the room secretly. Then the two maids went back to their rooms in embarrassment.

In the room downstairs, Zhongli Chuchu and Song Yufu lay together, chatting in a low voice about private topics between newlyweds. The two had a good relationship. At this time, they were married to Xu Buling, so they naturally had more topics to talk about. However, Chuchu had just got married not long ago and was still a little reluctant. She kept talking about Qingye's things, such as not being able to get up, etc.

Ning Qingye was exhausted and fell asleep on the boat. He woke up again in the middle of the night and lay on the bed of his old friend Manzhi, listening to Manzhi's mumbling.

In the cold winter, Zhu Manzhi's sleeping posture was much better. She wrapped herself and Qingye in a quilt like a caterpillar, hugged Qingye like an octopus, just like hugging a big thermos, and grumbled with a little dissatisfaction:

"Afu has betrayed, Xiaozhong has also betrayed, and in a blink of an eye, we are the only two rookies on the boat... Oh, no, we are the only ones who are strong and loyal. As the saying goes, time reveals a person's true character. Now I understand that I have recognized you as my sister. I will not hold it against you for bullying me before..."

Ning Qingye was naked, with Manzhi's big white ball holding her arm. Her mind was no longer as innocent and pure as before. She felt very strange and kept thinking about the scene of messing around in the mountain village.

Ning Qingye was straightforward and never concealed her thoughts. Deliberately covering up made her expression look a little stiff, her eyes flickered, and she dared not look at Manzhi.

Zhu Manzhi looked simple-minded, but her mind was very active. After saying a few words, she realized that something was wrong with her best friend. She raised her head and looked at Qingye carefully:

"Xiaoning, you wouldn't have been with Mr. Xu..."

"I didn't."

Ning Qingye shook her head quickly, hesitated, and explained seriously:

"I am still a virgin, don't think about it."

Zhu Manzhi frowned: "I'm not thinking about it, but why are you blushing? Look, it's pale again. Xiaoning, I regard you as a friend of life and death. If you also abandon me, I... I won't be the youngest?" ? ?

Ning Qingye slightly avoided her gaze. How could she tell Manzhi that Chuchu gave her a bad idea and forced her to participate in it? Being questioned was a bit unbearable, so he explained:

"I really didn't abandon you. People in the martial arts world keep their words. If they say they will go together, they will definitely go together. I blushed because... because I accidentally saw Chuchu and Xu Buling doing that, um... Chuchu was so wild..."

Zhu Manzhi's eyes lit up, and he lay down in front of him, supporting his chin with his hands:

"Really? How wild? Can he be better than your master and sister Xiang'er?"

"Not really..."

Ning Qingye was originally thin-skinned and didn't want to talk about these shameless things, so he simply changed the subject:

"Manzhi, don't worry, you won't be the youngest."

Zhu Manzhi was quite disappointed , lying on his side, looking at Ning Qingye's face:

"Why?"

Ning Qingye thought for a moment, and said seriously: "We met another woman in South Vietnam, about the same age as us, and now she is still young, so she must be the last one to enter the house."

Zhu Manzhi was a little interested when he heard this, and subconsciously straightened his chest: "What kind of woman is older or younger than me?"

Ning Qingye thought about it: "She must be older than you, better in martial arts than you, taller than you, and um... more talkative than you. She keeps talking all day long, and only shuts up when her mouth is blocked or when she is sleeping." ? ?

Zhu Manzhi frowned, got up again, and turned Qingye's face to face herself:

"Xiaoning, can you speak? Am I short? My martial arts skills are not good enough?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"I'm serious, that woman can talk more than you, but she doesn't talk as well as you, don't worry."

Zhu Manzhi saw that Qingye was not teasing her, and she felt a sense of crisis:

"Where is that woman now? I'll go meet her."

Ning Qingye shook his head: "She was thrown in South Vietnam, but Xu Buling left a letter. It seems that we will meet again in the future. You have to work harder, don't let others catch up and overtake you."

Zhu Manzhi nodded thoughtfully, lay flat beside him, pondered for a while, looked down at the capital he was proud of, and asked in a low voice:

"Is that woman really older than me?"

"Yeah, older than you, about the same as me."

"..."

Tsk~

Zhu Manzhi rolled her eyes and had nothing to say... ——

It was not easy to march in the cold winter, and the news from all over the country also decreased sharply, so the ship was very quiet.

Xu Buling rested for a night, and the next day he began to stay in front of Cui Xiaowan, telling stories and poems as usual, arousing Xiaowan's interest and making her feel more relaxed.

However, Xu Buling was not a poet, and he had basically told Xiaowan all the poems and songs he knew. Xiaowan didn't like to listen to more tragic stories, and she didn't have any in her stomach, so she could only rack her brains to make up some stories.

Fortunately, Cui Xiaowan was not picky, as long as it was Xu Buling's story, she liked to listen to it, even if she had heard it many times.

Cultivating the body and mind must be a long process. Just by chatting with her for two days, you can't recover immediately. Lying in bed for a long time is not good for your health, so Xu Buling thought about waiting for the weather to get better and taking Xiaowan out to relax.

It was only three days after returning to the ship, and the heavy snow had not stopped yet, but a letter was delivered to Xu Buling.

At noon, the girls on the ship hid in their rooms to keep warm. Xu Buling sat in Xiang'er's room and told the story of the "Legend of Abai" that he had adapted.

Cui Xiaowan lay on the bed, her two white jade hands stretched out from the quilt, helping Xu Buling pick melon seeds, and asked from time to time as usual:

"Isn't it Fahai who suppresses demons? How did he become a woman?"

"Well... Fahai reincarnated and became a princess..."

"Didn't you meet Xu Xian on the Broken Bridge? How did you become under the eaves?"

"There is no Broken Bridge over there."

"Fahai reincarnated and met Xu Xian, so should Xu Xian marry Abai or Fahai?"

"Well... marry them both?"

...

Just as they were chatting in this mess, there was a knock on the door, and then Song Yufu's voice came:

"Husband!"

Xu Buling stopped talking, looked back, asked Xiaowan to cover the quilt, got up and went to the outer room and opened the door.

Outside the door, Song Yufu's eyes were full of joy, and she was holding an envelope in her hand, which was obviously just delivered. She handed the envelope to Xu Buling and whispered:

"My husband, I wrote a letter to my grandfather a few days ago, asking him if he had any ideas. I thought he would ignore me, but I didn't expect him to send the letter to me just now. My grandfather has great magical powers, so he must have a way. I haven't had time to read it yet."

Xu Buling took the envelope and was a little surprised. Yuelu Mountain is actually a hundred miles away, and it only takes a day to go back and forth. It's just that the old man's behavior is unpredictable, so he has never visited him.

Although he doesn't like the old man's style of doing things, Xu Buling still knows about his great magical powers. He closed the door, and went to Xiao Qi's study with Yu Fu, opened it and read it carefully.

Maybe the situation has become clearer now, and the old master is no longer as mysterious as before, leaving people guessing with a few words. The letter clearly states two things:

First, the old master cannot cure diseases, but he knows that there is a thousand-year-old agarwood in the imperial city of the previous dynasty Da Qi. It was found by the national teacher Zuo Zhexian to help the emperor of Da Qi recuperate because the founding emperor of Da Qi was in poor health in his later years. It came from the Qu family of the Chu State in the Spring and Autumn Period. The agarwood was carved into a paperweight and placed in the imperial city of Chang'an for three hundred years. When Chang'an was conquered a year ago, it was taken away by the palace people and sent to Northern Qi. It is unknown whether it is useful for Cui Xiaowan's illness.

The second thing is more serious, which is the old master's speculation on the current situation in the world.

Nanyue surrendered to Yue and offered thousands of miles of territory to the Xu family, which led to an imbalance in the situation. The Xu family, who held the emperor hostage to control the princes, dominated the country.

Dongyue only had the Liaoxi Army as its main force, which was unable to resist the Xiliang Army in the west and the Northern Qi in the north. The Northern Qi had been conquering for a year. Although it had a large territory north of the Yellow River to replenish food and supplies, it could not lose the people's hearts in the name of restoring the country. It could only recruit but not rob. The family assets accumulated for sixty years could hardly support the Northern Qi to continue crossing the Yellow River and heading south.

In this situation, the old man speculated that the Northern Qi and Dongyue would inevitably turn hostility into friendship, form an alliance with each other, and first attack the Western Yue controlled by the Xu family.

With the powerful military force of the Northern Qi and the wealth of Jiangnan, the Xu family would have to pay a huge price to pacify the two countries. The old man could not reach Zuo Qingqiu's hands, so he could not help and let Xu Buling break the situation himself.

Xu Buling carefully read the envelope and gradually frowned.

Song Yufu stood by, tiptoed to look, but unfortunately she couldn't see clearly, so she asked softly:

"Husband, what did grandpa say? Is there any way?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure."

Xu Buling handed the letter to Xiao Qi who was waiting by the side, and asked:

"Have the four kings of the East and Northern Qi had any contact with each other recently?"

Xiao Qi took the envelope, read it carefully from beginning to end, and her face became a little serious:

"The surrender of Nanyue happened more than ten days ago. The news may have only been passed to the four kings of the East and Northern Qi not long ago. If Grandpa Yufu The speculation is true. Now it should be in the planning stage, and there is no formal contact. The alliance of both sides must find a way to stop it, but at this level of negotiation, the hidden stakes cannot be touched at all. "

Xu Buling nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a long time, and looked at the flying snow outside the window:

"It's only in the spring that we cross the river to fight the four kings in the east, and there are still two or three months..."

Xiao Qi blinked: "How are you going to deal with it?"

"I'm going to take Xiaowan out to relax."

Xu Buling came to the desk, picked up the pen and ink, and started writing a letter on rice paper.

The letter was obviously not a reply to the old man. After Xiao Qi tilted his head and looked at it carefully for a few times, he was slightly stunned, and then narrowed his eyes, showing a bit of cunning...