Vol 2 Chapter 62: Dongfang Hongdou is coming

The spirit of the Continent is well-developed, and everyone cultivates martial arts. Whether it is the war dynasty or the blood dynasty Yu dynasty, the dispute between Wenzhi and Wuzhi has been debated for more than 1,000 years. The blood dynasty is very simple. The war dynasty has only started writing in the last hundred years. It is not only because the strong find it troublesome to manage the citizens of the city, but the main reason is that it is easy to cause a situation where the power is not allowed and human life is regarded as a must. , The contradiction between the two sides became more and more intensified, and there were faint traces of the dynasty.
It's not that the strong of the war dynasty can't suppress the police, it's just that the blood dynasty looks at it. Once the dynasty is unstable, it is easy for the blood dynasty to take the opportunity to destroy the country. Once completely messed up, the hidden sect would not be able to recover even if it had the strength against the sky. That's why the great figures of the dynasty have developed a relatively mild culture.
It's just that Wenzhi obviously triggered the interests of the martial artists of the family and suffered strong resistance. It can be seen from the unreasonable decree of the five scholars that it is obviously difficult to promote the rule of culture. And even if the promotion continues, who can guarantee that the civil officials won't be chaotic after gaining power?
Xiao Lang's metaphor is very vulgar, and several young ladies are blushing, but the vulgar and simple words contain the deepest truth, so at this moment everyone will be so moved, Yun Zishan's eyes will be so bright.
This is not the relationship between Wenzhi and Wuzhi, but the concentration of power in one person's hands. The power is divided into three, mutual monitoring, and mutual restraint, so that the problem can be solved in essence.
What a novel theory, this barbarian has such amazing ideas. For more than a thousand years, so many wise scholars have been unable to figure out the problem, but he has solved it in a few words...
Cha Mu laughed happily. At this moment, he was sure that this was Xiao Lang's real body. It wasn't Xiao Lang who could come up with such a novel theory? The number one talented man through the ages really deserves his reputation.
Yun Zishan looked at Xiao Lang with a hot gaze, smiled sweetly and said again: "Can the Young Master Yaoxie talk in detail? This is very important for me, the royal family, and the dynasty. If your strategy can be used, this It is a great achievement, enough to last forever!"
Ni Cang was also full of excitement, and said excitedly: "Yes, Brother Demon Xie is better than reading ten years of books. Hurry up and say it, I'll listen!"
Xiao Lang was stunned, and he said casually that he made everyone react so much? He knows how to govern a country, and he is immediately ready to talk nonsense and go over it. He doesn't want to talk too much. If he talks too much, he will lose it. It's no fun to be seen through.
"Miss Dongfang is here!"
At this moment, the voice of the guards rang out, everyone was shocked, Nicang and the two northern princes, but their eyes lit up, Dongfang Hongdou had been kept behind closed doors, and had come to the barracks with Dongfang Bai?
Ni Cang and the two northern princes stood up immediately, and everyone except Yun Zishan also stood up to welcome the first lady of the Dongfang family.
Xiao Lang's surface was squinted, but a gleam of joy flashed in the depths of his eyes. It has been a long time since he saw this red rose. I wonder if she is well?
A red cloud floats in, the fiery red tight-fitting embroidered samurai robe envelops a perfect body, and the snow-white cloak sets off her suet-like skin more delicate, graceful and luxurious, and a faint smile With intention, confident and gentle eyes, Dongfang Hongdou looks more extraordinary and gentle than just a few months ago.
"Sister Red Bean!"
Longya Feier seemed to be very familiar with Dongfang Hongdou, and she was the first to greet him, holding hands affectionately. Both of them were in red robes, and they were very proud of their stature. They stood together to make a group of men dazzled.
Xiao Lang glanced at Dongfang Hongdou, then lowered his eyes not to look at it more. Dongfang Hongdou didn't seem to have seen Xiao Lang, and greeted the princes in Longya Feieryun Zishan cordially.
"Cousin, come and sit here!"
Dongfang proudly smiled and pointed towards Dongfang Hongdou and pointed to the place beside him. Ni Cang next to him suddenly had a fiery face, and everyone had a love for beauty. It was obvious that Dongfang proud also had the intention to make Dongfang Hongdou and Ni Cang a match made in heaven.
Dongfang Hongdou smiled faintly, pointed to the position next to Longya Feier and said: "Sister Feier and I have not seen each other for a long time, let's sit here!"
Seeing Dongfang Hongdou sitting generously next to Longya Feier, beside him was the vulgar barbaric Yaoxie. Although Ni Cang and the two northern princes were secretly unhappy and jealous, they could only give up.
Although it was half a meter away from Dongfang Hongdou, Xiao Lang was very comfortable smelling the faint fragrance of her body. He closed his eyes slightly and drank the wine, obviously a little intoxicated.
"Youxie young patriarch, please go on, Zishan would like to hear your opinion of governing the country!"
Yun Zishan and Dongfang Hongdou chatted a few words, and once again brought the topic to Xiao Lang, and the audience suddenly turned their eyes from Dongfang Hongdou again. Even Dongfang Hongdou was a little surprised. He asked Long Yafei'er in a low voice, and looked at Xiao Lang in surprise.
"It's a pity that Nizi didn't go to act!"
Feeling the cunning meaning in Dongfang Hongdou's eyes, Xiao Lang swept away at random just now, and the two of them looked at each other, Xiao Lang knew that this Nizi was extremely determined that he was Xiao Lang, but at this moment he was full of innocence and romance, pretending to be Like the first time I saw him, he was secretly admired.
"Hey, the princess laughed at you, I'm a rude person, how do you know the strategy of governing the country? Just now, it was just nonsense, so you can't take it seriously!"
Xiao Lang had made up his mind not to say more, and of course he immediately refused.
When everyone saw him saying this, their tone was firm, the light in their eyes dimmed slightly, and Yun Zishan's eyes were full of disappointment. It doesn't matter if Xiao Lang is a rough person or not. He doesn't understand at all, or he doesn't want to say, they are not easy to force.
Unexpectedly, at this moment Dongfang Hongdou spoke suddenly: "This is the young patriarch of the evil spirits? That warrior with magical witchcraft? Do you still know how to govern the country? Hurry up, my grandfather has been in retreat recently, just thinking about this, if you If you can have a good strategy, my grandfather will definitely reward you."
Although Dongfang Bai is a national teacher, he has always been in charge of dynasty politics. This is not surprising to everyone. Dongfang also nodded proudly, agreeing.
Xiao Lang didn't want to say much. Seeing Dongfang Hongdou's eyes full of hope, and thinking of her tearful appearance in Tsing Yi Pavilion, his heart softened slightly, and he didn't want to disappoint her. He pondered for a moment, and then he started talking nonsense again: " Since everyone is kind, let me just talk about it, if you don't say it well, you should treat me as farting, hehe!"
Everyone smiled, Yun Zishan and the girls were once again flushed by Xiao Lang's vulgar words, but they felt very novel. They blinked their big eyes and stared at Xiao Lang, waiting for his big talk.
Xiao Lang stood up, but didn't speak. Instead, he took a glass full of wine and poured it directly. His actions were vulgar, but he had the breath of a tough guy. In addition, he had a sharp and ruthless profile face, and a strong masculine aura hit his face. Come, I can see the ripples in the hearts of the women.