I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 579 Rivers and Lakes Night Rain Ten Years Lamp

The days that followed were rather peaceful.

Wei Changtian found an opportunity to chat with Qin Caizhen, but of course he didn't mention Qin Zhengqiu's "great ambition" to become a fairy, but said that the latter actually had many benefits by being with Xu Suisui, so Qin Caizhen didn't have to worry too much.

In addition, after Wei Qiaoling's "pleading and begging", the big ghost finally stopped haunting Liang Qin all day long, but this beast would still run to the latter's private courtyard whenever he had a chance, and would show his expression every time he saw Wei Changtian. Wary look.

This situation didn't stop until Du Chang came to the mansion to discuss matters and ran into the big ghost by chance.

At that time, the big ghost barked and chased Du Chang for a long time as if he saw an "enemy of life and death".

Everyone didn't know why, but it was because Du Chang had been staying with the Heavenly Dog army all the time, and he was too hostile.

But in short, the big ghost's attitude towards Wei Changtian changed a little after that.

that's it.

During the day, tease the dog and discuss future wars.

Playing cards at night, making villains with Liang Qin.

During the gap between Ning Yongnian's death and the absence of the four-nation army, Wei Changtian finally lived another comfortable life.

It's just that days like this always go by quickly.

Sunrise and sunset, clouds roll and clouds roll.

The tide ebbs and flows, and people come and go.

Just like the weekends and holidays that would cause "time distortion" in the previous life, Wei Changtian only felt that he hadn't had time to enjoy such a beautiful day, and another eight days passed before he knew it.

Sweep away the huts and dust, and pay homage to the family ancestors with a stick of fragrance.

All things welcome the spring and send the residual wax, and the end of the year is tonight.

In the first year of Taichu, New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Wei Changtian took a car to Weiyang Palace to look for Ning Yuke.

This is his second new year after crossing.

Last year today, the system was updated, and thirteen sons of Heavenly Dao emerged.

Now, three of the thirteen people have died.

According to this speed, Wei Changtian should be able to kill all the sons of Heavenly Dao in a few years at most, or win over them to become his own.

I don't know if the system will be updated again at that time, and if so, what will it look like.

Of course, these issues are too far away, and they are not what Wei Changtian needs to consider right now.

The only thing he has to do now is to "retreat the enemy".

If he couldn't stop the invading army from the four countries, then what he did in the past two years after crossing would be meaningless.

Therefore, Wei Changtian is absolutely unwilling to see Daning, Dashu, and even Xinfeng fall under the iron hooves of the Four Kingdoms

"Young Master Wei."

"My son, Wanfu."

"I've seen you, son."

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The carriage stopped outside Ning Yuke's bedroom, and all the maids and eunuchs they met along the way stopped respectfully and saluted.

Every time Wei Changtian nodded politely at the other party, there was no airs in his words or deeds.

Just walking to the main entrance of the palace, the two young eunuchs didn't even ask Ning Yuke in the palace for instructions, and immediately pushed the palace door open first.

Wei Changtian walked into the palace without stopping, turned around a few screens with ease, and then saw the empress of Dashu.

The dragon robe reaches the ground, with a dragon embroidered on the back and two sleeves, a square heart and a curved collar, and a long crown hanging from the Tongtian crown.

Obviously, Ning Yuke should have just gone to court, and she has not had time to change this "formal attire" in the future.

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"How is it? Are you still used to wearing this dragon robe?"

Walking across from the dignified and elegant Ning Yuke, Wei Changtian asked with a smile, "How does it feel different from the previous royal robe?"

"Master was joking, they are just clothes, I really want to tell the difference"

Pursing her lips, Ning Yuke made a rare joke: "Maybe this dragon robe is heavier than the king's robe?"

"Hahaha, the heavier the clothes, the greater the responsibility."

Wei Changtian smiled and sat down at the table, while Ning Yuke immediately took a step closer to pour him tea.

The majestic Empress of Shu poured tea for herself. This kind of thing has happened too many times, and Wei Changtian didn't think it was a big deal.

Seeing the clear tea slowly filling the cup and the teapot returning to its place, he continued to ask:

"I heard that the Tiangong Bureau has made great progress?"

"yes."

Ning Yuke slowly sat down opposite Wei Changtian: "A letter was sent back yesterday, saying that a new gunpowder has been formulated, and its power is several times that of the original gunpowder."

"Is it?"

Overjoyed in his heart, Wei Changtian wished he could immediately go to the deep mountain and old forest where the Tiangong Bureau was located to have a look at the new gunpowder for himself.

But when he thought that there were still important things to do tonight, he regretted and shook his head again.

"Forget it today."

"When the Chinese New Year is over, you can go and have a look with me."

"Yes, the servant has remembered."

"Well, since the craftsmen of the Tiangong Bureau are celebrating the New Year in the mountains, they must serve them with delicious food and drink, and give each of them an extra month's salary."

"The servant will send someone to do it later."

"Row."

Nodding his head, Wei Changtian temporarily put aside the affairs of the Tiangong Bureau, and then talked about the important events of tonight.

Today is New Year's Eve, and since she has proclaimed herself emperor, Ning Yuke will naturally hold a banquet for all the officials in the palace to show the prosperity of the country.

At first, Wei Changtian felt that this state banquet should not be a big deal. After all, now that the enemy is at hand, it would undoubtedly be inappropriate to make it too extravagant.

However, You Wenzong advocated not only to make a big fuss, but also to be extremely extravagant. If possible, it is best to create a "fairyland on earth".

"My lord, the more powerful the enemy is, the more extravagant this banquet will be."

"Only in this way can the common people have confidence, hundreds of officials have confidence, and Dashu has confidence"

The above are the original words of You Wenzong.

Although Wei Changtian couldn't fully understand his brain circuit after listening to it, but considering that the latter knew better about governing the country after all, he followed what he said and prepared to hold a grand and extravagant state banquet.

Not only had the preparations for this banquet been started half a month ago, but many influential people who were not officials were specially invited to participate.

Among them is Su Wu, the poet saint.

Speaking of Su Wu, since Wei Changtian wrote nine consecutive poems handed down at the Spring Dragon Poetry Conference, he has retired to his hometown Huaizhou, and only recently came out again.

And he did not refuse the invitation to the "National Bliss Banquet". He arrived in Shuzhou City a few days ago and now lives in the city.

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"Tonight's state banquet is no small matter, and you will inevitably have to say a few words during the banquet."

Looking at Ning Yuke, Wei Changtian asked, "Have you already thought about what to say?"

"Well, the slave has already thought about it."

Ning Yuke nodded slightly: "Master, do you want to listen first?"

"I don't want to listen to it. You gave a very good speech before the Battle of Shuzhou."

Wei Changtian smiled: "It's okay to be like that tonight."

"Yes, the servant knows."

Gently lowering her head, Ning Yuke seemed to hesitate to speak.

Wei Changtian glanced at her and asked:

"What's the matter? Just say what you want to say."

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"Owner."

After a long silence, Ning Yuke slowly stood up, and then slowly knelt down in front of Wei Changtian's surprised eyes.

Ever since she realized that Wei Changtian didn't like her and would kneel at every turn, Ning Yuke hadn't done this for a long time.

Therefore, this kneeling must have a meaning beyond the "master-servant relationship" in it.

"What are you doing?"

Frowning, Wei Changtian didn't react for a while.

But Ning Yuke was very stubborn, she still didn't get up, she just silently took out a small silk pouch from her sleeve, untied it, and took out a piece of small round paper money from it.

With red eyes, she lifted the paper money to Wei Changtian's eyes, her hands trembling slightly.

At this time, Wei Changtian finally understood what Ning Yuke was kneeling for.

This is the paper money that floated all over the city of Shuzhou on the day of Ning Qingyu's funeral.

If Ning Yuke hadn't taken the initiative to "bring it up", Wei Changtian would have almost forgotten about it.

After all, among all the motives for killing Ning Yongnian, strictly speaking, there was no such thing as "revenge for Ning Yuke".

but

He silently took the paper money in his hand, and watched the golden coronet go down little by little until it was completely attached to the ground.

Ning Yuke didn't say a word, but used this long knee to represent all her emotions at the moment.

Wei Changtian looked at her silently with complicated eyes.

There is relief, compassion, and guilt.

"Huh~"

The fire flashed, and the thin paper money turned into a ball of bright flames and flew in the air.

The black ash left after burning was very light, and disappeared without a trace when a gust of wind blew by.

And all the grievances and resentments between Ning Yuke and Ning Yongnian were also scattered in the wind.

In fact, Ning Yuke and You Jia are quite similar.

It's just that one of them lives for "hate" and the other lives for "love".

When Ning Yongnian died, the former's "hate" naturally ceased to exist, and Ning Yuke could finally stop living for hatred.

But for Yuja

Not to mention that she is most likely dead now.

Even if she didn't die, as long as this "love" is still there, she can only live in pain.

Because neither Ning Yongnian nor Wei Changtian really loved her.

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Looking at the peach trees outside the window, Wei Changtian didn't know why he suddenly thought of Youjia.

After the Chinese New Year, the peach blossoms are about to bloom.

I don't know if the peach blossoms will be able to meet the woman who likes peach blossoms when they bloom again.

Maybe, maybe never.

Ugh.

A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, Rivers and Lakes, ten years of night rain and lights.

(end of this chapter)