Chapter 416: Everything is not bad

An Lehou turned around in shock and saw the young man in a white robe. He was too old and used to seeing many things in the world, so he recovered after a brief shock.
He knew that this young man was able to hide behind so many people, he must not be an ordinary person, so he was calm and did not shout.
In his entire life, he is reluctant to deal with people who are too young, because he is afraid that young people are too impulsive, and many things have not been discussed, and there is no discussion.
The white-robed young man looked at him and asked seriously: "I said I want Xie Ying to be the emperor, what do you think?"
Some mockery appeared on An Lehou's old face, but it was quickly covered up by him, turning into just the right touch of surprise.
"This son, are you a friend of General Xie?"
The young man in white robe looked at him, stepped back, sat on the stone bench, and said: "I went to Wushan to see that the grain is at the bottom of the mountain, and your accounts are also fake."
An Lehou was sure that this young man was not the kind of guy who only acted out of spirit, so he was relieved, "I have food, even if the accounts are fake, what does that matter?"
Many things are not that simple.
The young man in white robe looked at An Lehou and said softly, "Do you want to die?"
He didn't want to reason with others, so he wanted to scare An Lehou with these words. If he scared him, things would naturally be simpler.
Some mockery appeared in An Lehou's eyes, "It's useless if you kill me."
The white-robed young man raised his hands and counted, "If I kill a lot of people, will Zhou be messed up?"
An Lehou only felt that this young man was a lunatic. He said, "Even if you are the best master of martial arts, is it possible that you can kill so many people?"
The young man in the white robe frowned and said, "Therefore, there will be a lot of people killed, which is a little troublesome."
There was some inexplicable emotion on An Lehou's old face. He closed his mouth and did not want to speak.
The white-robed young man stood up and looked at him seriously, "I know killing is not a good way, so I want you to take out the food yourself. Of course, to make you feel that no matter how much you do, you can’t change it. You are desperate."
An Lehou felt that there was some truth in this sentence, but he would not think that this young man was normal.
The young man in white robe stood up, and in An Lehou’s lost gaze, the sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, flying across the sky, without a trace. He smiled and looked at An Lehou, "I forgot to tell you, that handle The sword is called Zheyun, and I am a swordsman."
"It's a swordsman, not a swordsman."
An Lehou may not be able to understand what sword aura is, but he can feel the coldness that scares him. He also doesn't know the difference between a swordsman and a swordsman, but he knows that he can make the sword out of its sheath and sweep into the sky. It can't be quack Takeo.
An Lehou was a little lost, and soon recovered, and then watched the returning Zheyun stop by his side, facing his head, he was a little frightened, and then he knelt tremblingly. Going down, bowed to the ground, "I have seen the fairy master!"
A warrior can't solve most problems in a country, but a monk can solve many things in a country.
The young man in white robe stretched out his hand, revealing the tiger charm on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile, "It turns out to be useless."
An Lehou was shocked when he saw the tiger talisman. He thought that his Majesty had this fairy master behind him. No wonder he was so emboldened. What did the fairy master think before was to mobilize Zhou’s army to directly control those Overthrow the opposition?
If this is the case, it would be a really shocking thing to think about.
The frontier soldiers fighting on the battlefield will not be too difficult to deal with these family lords who only have hawk dogs and private military guards, but it will cause a lot of chain reactions behind.
But this fairy master on the mountain shouldn't care.
Anyway, as long as Xie Ying sits on the throne, even if Zhou Guo is a mess, it won't make him happy or unhappy at all.
"I want food to reappear. I want all your staff to approve of this matter. Next, I will go to meet more people. I hope they will cooperate like you. Otherwise, I will start killing people. You care. People are going to die, maybe you can help me?"
An Lehou had a lot of emotions on his old face, but in the end it just turned into a sentence, "The old man understands."
Why can't people be so scared by Wufu? It's because they can't do what they want to do, and can't do what they are afraid of, but the monks are not. They can move mountains and fill the sea, they can sword the sky, they can do To what they want to do, and will not give birth to any other thoughts that should not or regret, so Anlehou is very scared.
Supporting the prince is to get more, and also to prevent Xie Ying from becoming the emperor, he has a little less.
But what is before him now is not to let him choose who to support is more cost-effective, but to let him choose whether to have less or lose everything.
He is a smart man, so naturally he should choose.
So when he looked up and saw that the young man in the white robe was no longer where he was, Wu Shan's food had already returned.
He began to transport grain into Shaoliang City.
As for the rest of the aristocratic families, more or less, long or short, have already seen the white-robed young man.
Everyone only spent his very little time, but walking through so many places and seeing so many people is also extremely tiring.
So when this is done, it is already deep winter.
Drinking in Shaoliang City uses a small stove with charcoal for heating, and then warms the wine by the fireside.
The same goes for Qingping Tune.
The shopkeeper brought up the small stove and placed it in front of the young man in white robe.
He looked at the young man with respect, but as for the old man beside him, he admired him.
Many people should admire him.
The young man put a pot of wine on it, but there was an old man sitting beside him.
The gray-haired old man is Li Ji.
The first civil servant in the entire court, now looks like a very quiet student, sitting next to the young man in a white robe.
The young man asked, "Master Li thinks what else he can do?"
Li Ji looked at the pot of wine, thinking that he wanted to drink the wine here on weekdays, and he could only drink some, but he was able to drink freely today. It was originally an excellent thing, and he should be in a good mood, but looking at this The young man, and the sword the young man put aside.
He couldn't be happy.
Half an hour ago, the young man said that this sword was called Shili.
The sword is called Shili, and the young man is called Li Fuyao.
How long is Shili, anyway longer than this sword.
This was Li Ji's idea at the time.
It's just that he understood that Li Fuyao was not just as simple as inviting him to drink, nor was he trying to tell him that he was a monk, a on the mountain, and it was as simple as making himself more careful.
Li Ji knew that there must be more important things.
It's just that he has gone through the vicissitudes of life and has stood in the court for more than fifty years. He has seen all the sentiments of sentient beings, and he has not thought about one thing clearly, that is, this young man has already dealt with the great family, and there is nothing else he can deal with.
Li Fuyao didn't rush to speak, waited for the pot of wine to start to heat up, then took out the wine bowl and poured a bowl for Li Ji.
Drinking with scholars, in most cases should be with wine glasses.
After all, scholars are elegant and should not use wine utensils like wine bowls.
But Li Fuyao smiled, and said, "The wine should be good, and the wine glasses don't contain many glasses. If you want to come, Master Li should like to use the wine bowl. After all, you can drink more."
When he said this, Li Fuyao was smiling with a gentle voice, like a younger brother who was thinking about Li Ji.
Li Ji looked a little weird, then picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and then said, "Master Li was highly respected by his majesty back then, and now he has the support of his majesty, and he is also a master on the mountain. It’s my own thoughts, and there is no need to ask other people’s thoughts."
Li Fu shook his head, "Master Li is a minister of the court and he is very famous. I think it should be asked what Master Li thinks."
Although Li Ji is very old, his body is very strong, and there is no problem if he wants to continue to be the boss for a few years. He said: "I am an ordinary old guy, and I want to stay and see more."
He had already guessed what Li Fuyao thought.
But he didn't want to go.
Li Fuyao can kill everyone, but he cannot kill Li Ji.
Li Ji represents the courts in the past. If they cannot be handled properly, the courts in the future will be chaotic.
It's just that even Li Ji has indicated that he is willing to go to the new court.
Many people find it awkward.
Li Fuyao said frankly: "I don't know if you really want to go to the new shore."
Li Fuyao felt that the term Bi An was very good.
He said you to show respect for Li Ji.
Li Ji asked, "I remember you are not from Zhou Dynasty?"
Li Fuyao understood what he meant and said calmly: "But I don't want to make this place worse."
Li Ji calmly said, "I don't quite believe it."
"So I want to see."
Li Ji has been standing in the court for more than 50 years. He has seen many things, but he is not a person who adheres to the rules. He knows that Zhou Guo Xie should be at the helm, so he has no objection and knows what Li Fuyao did. One is to ask him to leave.
He also feels good.
But don't want to leave.
There is no reason.
Just don't want to leave.
Li Fuyao looked at him, "I don't want to see Zhou Guo now, I'm very disappointed."
Li Ji said: "Speaking of disappointment, I also have some. When I was young, I was also an angry young man. After so long, I think I can still be called a young man."
Li Ji smiled and said, "So please let me stay and have a look."
Li Fuyao gave a loud voice and nodded.
"Then trouble you."
Li Ji smiled and said, "No thanks, it's been a long time since I dealt with young people."
Li Fuyao said, "I hope you can live a few more years."