Chapter 20 Meet in the downtown

The man was dressed in light blue, and the bulging muscles under his clothes could be faintly seen. His expression was solemn and he looked respectful, "Master, I just met you two the day before yesterday!"

"Oh?" Shangguan Zixuan's face was slightly suspicious. He looked at the second floor of the restaurant in front of him. He saw a white shadow standing by the window on the second floor. The man's face was beautiful, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. Isn't it Zhao Xian, the king of Qi, who he had only seen two days ago?

Shangguan went to the restaurant with Murong Xun. The king of Qi still stood by the window. After smelling the sound behind him, he turned around and waved to Shangguan Zixuan and Murong Xun, saying, "Don't be polite. Let's take a look at the fun together!" Chang'an hasn't been so lively for a long time!"

Murong Xun and Shangguan Zixuan paced to the edge of the window together. He looked down from afar and saw several naked men kneeling in the middle of a watery street surrounded by the people. These men's hands were applied behind them, their heads were lowered, and there were some scars on their bodies, and there was a lot of thickness between their crotch. Blood, obviously several people were castored, and there was a wooden sign hanging on his chest, which said, "Those who insult my Daxiang people and offend my Daxiang land, will be killed no matter how far away they are!"

The corners of Murong Xun's eyes jumped gently, raised his eyebrows, looked at the king of Qi doubtfully, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's going on?"

The king of Qi smiled in a low voice. His laughter was hoarse and harsh. Then he turned his eyes to look at Murong Xun and Shangguan Zixuan. After sitting on the stool beside him, he poured a glass of wine for himself and said, "These people are all the envoys of the State of Wei. The wolf ambition of the State of Wei has been coveted on me for a long time. Shuang Fang has fought countless battles. Since the Nanjia, who guarded southern Xinjiang, was beheaded by the Manchus eight years ago, the State of Wei has become more and more rampant. Although it has been peaceful in recent years, every year, the envoys of the State of Wei come to Daxiang to discuss trade and other matters between the two countries, but these envoys have become more and more out of shape!"

The king of Qi stopped and took a sip of wine, and continued to say, "These bold guys flirted with a young lady a few days ago. Unfortunately, this young lady is really strong. She can't bear the humiliation and committed suicide on the street. My Daxiang people originally hated the people of the State of Wei and bullied the people of Daxiang. Unfortunately, everyone dared to be angry. I dare not say that this matter has also been turned into a big thing by the people above. But today, these guys were stripped naked and castrated in the place where the girl committed suicide!

"I don't know who did it, but I admire his courage!" Shangguan Zixuan's eyes unconsciously showed a few hints of admiration, but his eyes were a little unbearable when he touched those "showing the public" men. "It's just that this technique is too cruel. It's better to kill them!"

"Ha ha!" The king of Qi sneered, "This is completely the behavior of a reckless man. I'm afraid this practice will cause a war between the two countries. At that time, it will be the people who will suffer, but the lives of border soldiers will be sacrificed!"

"It is the blind tolerance that makes the envoys of the State of Wei more and more arrogant. If they do not fight back, the other party will think that Daxiang is afraid of them and further promote their arrogance. Moreover, the State of Wei has been coveting Daxiang for a long time, and if the above is still seeking peace, it is simply to stop the boiling and treat the symptoms rather than the root causes. And my Daxiang army is full of iron-blooded men. If even the people of the country can't protect others, it will be a great shame for them, and the only thing that can wash away the shame is blood!"

After a pause, Murong Xun continued: "It's just that what disappoints the people's women is that the government has not given them severe punishment with Daxiang's fair law to promote our Daxiang's national prestige, which is inviolable. It's just an unknown hero who can only vent his anger temporarily!"

"The unknown hero!" The king of Qi took a deep look at Murong Xun, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and said, "Isn't this unknown hero under the king of Qin? At this moment, I'm afraid the king of Qin is in a hurry to clean up the mess!"

"It's not a good habit to say that people are behind the backs!"

Before the king of Qi finished his words, a sudden voice broke in. The king of Qi's face changed, his eyes were gloomy, and he changed into a smiling face. "It turned out to be the seventh brother!"

While talking, he saw the five-color bead curtain on the second floor being provoked, and Zhao Ling appeared in front of everyone in a dark suit. His face is still pale after a long illness, but his slanting sword eyebrows and cold eyes like stars all show that his spirit is good at this moment.

Zhao Ling walked towards Zhao Xian step by step. His steps were not slow, but it gave people an invisible sense of oppression. This sense of oppression can only be emitted from people who have experienced the bloody baptism of the battlefield and stepped on a pile of white bones. Zhao Xian suddenly felt a tight heart, and his smile became a little stiff.

"I've seen the King of Qin!"

"I've seen the King of Qin!"

Murong Xun, Shangguan Zixuan and Zhao Ling saluted.

Zhao Ling squeezed his lips and said faintly, "Don't be polite!" His eyes were as deep as the sea, his eyes were as cold as a pool, and he was a little shiny, but he was motionless on Murong Xun's white face.

Half a sound, he inadvertently looked away and glanced at Zhao Xian with a little fierce eyes in coldness. Zhao Ling picked up the corners of his mouth, "The fourth brother is in a good mood!" He looked around at the people in the room again, smiling more deeply, but his eyes were like the ice on the branches of the twelfth lunar month, and the snow was cold. "What are you looking at? What's the noise?"

Zhao Xian stabilized his mind. After filling the white porcelain wine glass opposite with mellow wine, he picked it up and handed it to Zhao Ling and smiled, "Why do you have to ask knowingly?" And I don't know what the seventh brother is going to do?"

Zhao Ling took the wine handed over by Zhao Xian, and the tip of his nose moved slightly. He smelled the wine and smiled faintly and said, "The fourth brother is indeed the one who will enjoy it. This old daughter's red can only be drunk by the fourth brother!"

Zhao Xian's nose stirred up and looked up at the casual smile at the corners of Zhao Ling's mouth. He smiled and said, "Seventh brother will laugh. No one knows who cares about you? The treasures in the world can't wait to be given to you in the palace of the King of Qin!" After a pause, the King of Qi lowered his voice and said, "This matter is quite affected. Big, the third brother will definitely give an explanation to the State of Wei, so I advise you not to shield the man, so as not to set himself on fire. After all, half of the court's eyes are on you!"

Zhao Ling drank all the wine in the glass, and the smile at the corners of his mouth did not disappear like the coldness in his eyes. He did not answer Zhao Xian's words, but moved his eyes out of the window and flashed slightly. His eyes seemed to be darkened. He looked at Murong Xun and Shangguan Zixuan standing by the window. He raised his eyebrows and asked. "Do you think so?"

Murong Xun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Shangguan Zixuan next to him said, "This is the matter of the prince. The prince is far-sighted and has a plan in his heart. The lower official is shallow and wise, and he dares not assert it randomly!"

Zhao Ling squeezed his lips, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes. Then he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It's me who embarrassed you. It's known all over the world if you don't ask about political affairs!" The smile condensed on his lips, with a bit of sarcasm.

At this time, there was some restlessness in the street below. Several rows of soldiers passed through the crowd dispersed the onlookers, and several dying men in the crowd were carried on stretchers and hurried away. And these soldiers were commanded by a young man in a jujube red white crane robe. The man was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a beautiful face, bright red lips and a slight softness. Riding a tall brown horse, he looked more and more handsome. This person is Su Zi Pei, who has just replaced Chang'an Yin Ling.

The crowd scattered as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, and the streets below suddenly became quiet, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"The woman who committed suicide is Chen Fang's fiancee. If a man can't even protect his own woman and his hometown, what kind of man should he be!" Zhao Ling raised his head slightly and smiled a little. "I admire Chen Fang as a man, so he, I'm sure!"

The corners of Zhao Xian's mouth were in an unclear range, and he could not see sadness or joy.

Shangguan Zixuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled gently, and his amber eyes darkened, revealing some unspeakable sadness. He raised his head and said, "The road below is open. If you have something to do, just leave first!"

After saying that, he left with Murong Xun.

Murong Xun raised his hand and picked up the five-color bead curtain. The beads collided in mid-air, making a slight crisp sound. She paused and turned to look at Zhao Ling. "The prince cares about his subordinates, distinguishes right from wrong, and is open and aboveboard. He is not only a good man on the battlefield, but also knows the value of morality. If the prince helps, the women of the people will thank the prince on behalf of the weak women in the world!" After saying that, Murong Xun just put down the bead curtain and slowly left.

Behind her, Zhao Ling's eyes lit up, and the sunlight outside the window brushed on his body, fading out of the halo, and he was as handsome as a god.

Zhao Xian looked at all this jealously, gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "The seventh brother is really heroic, but I still want to remind you not to be pushed out and take the blame for nothing!"

Zhao Ling still stood by the window, looking at a carriage that had just passed by on the street. After a while, he said, "Thank you for reminding me!"

On the carriage.

Shangguan Zixuan took a look at Murong Xun's expression and opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Murong Xun looked at him faintly and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Shangguan Zixuan paused and said, "Do you think I'm too wise to protect myself?"

Murong Xun took a look at Shangguan Zixuan. He was dressed in a beige brocade suit, as warm as jade, and looked like a turbid prince, such as a green lotus standing in the world, like a maple leaf standing in the forest. The temperament that should have been free from the world was suppressed a little because of the contamination of the mortal world. He is a person who does not belong to power. With a light smile, Murong Xun said, "Everyone exists independently in the world and has their own unique personality and mission. It is not necessary to change themselves in order to cater to the hopes of others!" She gently glanced over Shangguan Zixuan's face and said, "Shangguan, you don't belong to Chang'an!"