The Book of Troubled Times

As Tang Wanzhuang entered the hall, the originally noisy hall fell silent, and many people held their breath.

It's not the oppression caused by status, it's the appearance.

She is so beautiful.

It’s almost like Wu Yue’s graceful landscapes come together in one body. It seems that as long as she stands there, she represents Jiangnan.

It used to be a plus for her to have a sickly temperament, but now she is no longer sickly and frail, but her grace is still beautiful and her charm has not diminished. Coupled with the fact that he has been in power for thirty years, his majestic demeanor is truly breathtaking.

That eternal appearance seems to be God saying that this kind of good fortune should not pass away, and ordinary people do not need to be jealous. It is God who does not allow her to see her hair grow old.

The uniform greetings of the young people came from the hall, breaking the silence: "My grandnephew sends his regards to my great aunt."

Guests: "..."

The mountains and rivers of Wuyue suddenly collapsed and turned into rural bamboo fences, where chickens and dogs heard each other.

Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes rested on Zhao Changhe for a short moment, then turned a few times on Baoqin's bun, and responded softly: "There is no need to be polite. Baoqin, is this the husband you are looking for?"

He laughed like a dog and didn't answer.

"It's still early, let's talk about the dinner later. If you don't want to serve the guests first, take Qin and accompany me back to the old house for a chat, and take your husband with you."

"yes."

Tang Wanzhuang went out as soon as she entered, and Zhao Changhe followed behind silently. Ling Ruoyu subconsciously reached out her hand. She also wanted to meet her beloved Prime Minister Tang, but she didn't know where to stand.

If Queque hadn't lied, then the beloved prime minister might be a love rival with his master.

Tang Buqi coughed dryly, sat back down and spoke in a majestic tone: "Little girl, is that a dragon bird you are holding in your arms?"

Ling Ruoyu came to his senses and could only answer: "Yes, junior Ling Ruoyu will protect the sword and go south, and deliver the holy sword to Wu Hou. I hope Wu Hou will organize people to escort him back to the capital."

There was a slight noise in the hall: "She is Ling Ruoyu! She is so young."

"The book of troubled times flashes by the day, and at the age of sixteen he reached eighteen on the celebrity list. There is no one in the younger generation who can surpass him."

"Even if the Sunset Divine Sword reappears in the world, I should be ashamed of myself."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Stop talking, I'm afraid of getting beaten when I go back.

Tang Buqi twitched the corner of his mouth. Most people didn't know that Ling Ruoyu was Yue Hongling's apprentice, and he, Tang Buqi, didn't know either, but he just needed to know who was with Ling Ruoyu just now. The real master is with you and you want to hand over this broken knife to me?

The guy surnamed Zhao is really having fun now. Is this some new type of trick to pick up girls?

Tang Buqi calmed down and said seriously: "Young people should not give up halfway. You have protected this sword for so long, so you should continue to bring it to the capital. It is not the swordsman's fault to leave it to outsiders."

Ling Ruoyu opened his mouth, feeling that something was wrong with his words. The reason why I went south to protect my sword was to give it to you. Otherwise, why would I go south?

If Tang Buqi had made such a statement yesterday, Ling Ruoyu would have dropped the knife and turned around and left. Anyway, it was none of my business if the knife was delivered. But today, I feel a little relieved. Before I walked in, I was still thinking that I didn't want to give him the knife, but in the end, Wu Hou really didn't want it... As expected of a respected senior, he was considerate.

It's really strange, why can't she let go of that broken knife with such a disgusting and stinky temperament... Well, it must be so that she can take it with her to see the galaxy.

The girl was sitting in the corner holding the dragon bird in confusion, watching the guests congratulating one after another and giving gifts. Her thoughts were a little far away and she didn't know where she was going.

Kenshin seemed to instinctively sense that there were malicious glances from the crowd of guests. The girl suddenly raised her head and looked around, but couldn't find her.

"Quieque, do you feel any malicious intent?"

"Yes, I am the most sensitive to this. I told you that back then..."

"Okay, okay, don't be a bastard of your past. Do you know which one it is? Wu Hou's birthday banquet is crowded with heroes, but there are people who dare to covet you..."

"It's not just one, it's many."

Ling Ruoyu was horrified and wanted to stand up: "I must tell Wu Hou about this."

"Did Tang Bucry let you get close? If you run over now, don't get caught as an assassin first."

Ling Ruoyu turned to look in the direction of Tang Buqi. There was a young man bending over and saying to Tang Buqi: "That Miss Ling is so beautiful and powerful, I want to..."

With a "pop" sound, Tang Buqi slapped his son and spun him around: "That bastard is either your aunt, or your aunt!"

son:"???"

Ling Ruoyu didn't hear clearly what was said there, and shuddered when she saw Wu Hou beating his son.

As expected, he is the legendary majestic and solemn, so fierce.

Tang Buqi was holding his forehead: "Why do you feel that my birthday will be very tragic... Please go and check the guards of the Hou Mansion and check if there are any special circumstances."

"My aunt is here, who else dares to cause trouble?"

"Just because she came here looking for nothing, it means someone is causing trouble." Tang Buqi lectured his son: "Otherwise, do you think she can really come all the way for my birthday banquet, and the majestic Prime Minister has nothing to do? But then again, do you think she can come all the way for my birthday banquet? , they will be fine if anything happens here. The reason why we have done enough homework is to avoid being embarrassed and have our aunt wipe our butts when we are old. Do we want your father and me to jump into the river? "

Tang Buqi still had something to say in his stomach. Of course, his aunt might not necessarily be here because of something. She could just be here to find a man. But wherever that man is, nothing good ever happens.

Thinking of the guy's youth at this moment, the past of riding horses and singing and drinking in the green years flashed through his mind. Tang Buqi sat there in a daze, and the birthday congratulations from the guests in front of him became very distant and inaudible.

"I didn't expect you to be here." In the waterside pavilion where Tang Wanzhuang once lived, Tang Wanzhuang made tea with her bare hands and sat opposite Zhao Changhe, her voice calm. Holding the zither, she stood by, like a cassette replay, flashing back to the past.

The flowing water is still the same as before, but what has changed is that the little maid holding the zither has combed her hair into a bun as a married woman, and the moss marks at the foot of the bamboo building confirm the mottled traces of time.

"So you came here for Xinghe?"

"Yes, it happened to be Buqi's birthday, and I also wanted to come and see my family... I just didn't expect to see you." Tang Wanzhuang glanced at Baoqin with her beautiful eyes, smiling: "You have grown up, and you didn't send a message, just to cheat?"

Baoqin smiled: "Baoqin knew that the young lady would come this time, so there was no need to send a message, so I stole for a day."

How could Tang Wanzhuang really blame her? Her heart was soft, as if she said to herself: "It's good..."

Baoqin sniffed: "Young lady..."

"Okay, you are now the chief historian of my Xiangfu, my right-hand man."

"That won't do. Without me, who will help the young lady play the piano?"

"Give me the piano."

Baoqin handed over the piano, Tang Wanzhuang placed it on the table, stretched out her hand and gently stroked a string of clear sounds, and then looked up at Zhao Changhe: "What song do you want to listen to?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Whatever, as long as you play, I will listen."

The sound of the piano rang out, still like high mountains and flowing water, only telling the soulmate.

Zhao Changhe sipped his tea, listened to the music quietly, and looked at Tang Wanzhuang's gentle and smiling expression. He felt that tea was more intoxicating than wine.

After meeting Wanzhuang, it can be said that he changed the most. On the outside, he restrained his wildness, but in fact, he saw the country from a corner of the world and walked to the world.

Wanzhuang herself also went from the Demon Suppression Division, which suppressed the demons in the world, to the more extensive and laborious government affairs. When even Xia Chichi "personally led the army to fight", Wanzhuang was always in charge of the government and the government. She put away all her edges and only acted as a woman behind the scenes.

She was overtaken and crushed by Huangfu Qing, who had been fighting for a lifetime, and she didn't chase after him.

Those are meaningless... I will live for you for the rest of my life.

Playing the piano and brewing tea with her husband in the backyard may be the picture that Tang Wanzhuang looks forward to the most.

"Zheng", Tang Wanzhuang stretched out her hand to press the strings of the piano, and the lingering sound lingered with the fragrance of tea.

"I haven't waited for such a good tea for thirty years. Can I have it later?" Tang Wanzhuang asked.

Zhao Changhe said, "Soon."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to the window of the waterside pavilion to look at the scenery.

Zhao Changhe also stood beside her. No matter how noisy the main hall in the distance was, it was just a secluded garden here, with a stream and a field of flowers.

Tang Wanzhuang looked at the bees running around in the flowers and said casually, "Walk with me?"

"Yes."

The two walked side by side in the flowers, but did not speak for a long time.

Is it a beautiful expectation to walk side by side in the garden quietly, or is it because it has been too long that they can't find a topic for a while?

Zhao Changhe didn't look for a topic, but just reached out and held Tang Wanzhuang's hand. Her slender hand was still as smooth as fat, but it was no longer as cold as in the early years. After holding each other gently for a long time, they could feel the warmth transmitted by each other, and the long-silent hearts began to beat rhythmically together.

"I've been quiet for so many years, and I've devoted all my thoughts to managing the country. I thought I was about to forget you." After a long time, Tang Wanzhuang whispered, "But once we met, that memory quickly filled up and occupied my heart." Zhao Changhe was silent and didn't say any more words of apology. These words have been said too much recently, and what they want is not an apology, but a longer-term future. "When you saw me before, you always couldn't wait to flirt with me. You liked to see Wanzhuang's hairpins and messy hair, shy and slightly angry. Why are you so gentlemanly today?" Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head to look at him and smiled, "We, the King of Zhao, also feel guilty. Sorry?" Zhao Changhe said, "How can I only think about that kind of thing after meeting you for so long... What do I think of you..." "But I want to." Tang Wanzhuang said calmly. Zhao Changhe stopped, Tang Wanzhuang turned around, hugged his waist tightly, and buried her head in his arms. The hand was so tight that even Zhao Changhe's body felt the pressure. He realized how turbulent the torrent was hidden under the calmness of playing the piano and brewing tea.

"I was a little scared before..." Tang Wanzhuang buried her head in his arms and said softly: "Although I know that it's just a wake-up call for you, I always wonder if you will be unkind after thirty years. Will you wake up and find that we are both sixty years old and old women? It's scary and unpleasant to hear that a young man of your age is calling me grandma... Will you retreat from me? Just now in the hall, I wanted to block the mouths of those bastards."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Changhe kissed her and blocked her mouth first.

Tang Wanzhuang swallowed back all the words in her heart, and submissively responded to his fierce kiss with a few murmurs.

After a long time, Zhao Changhe panted slightly and whispered: "This is a punishment for doubting me."

"Well..." Tang Wanzhuang leaned softly in his arms: "In fact, I was very happy when I saw Baoqin's bun... Since you don't dislike Baoqin, you certainly won't dislike us."

Zhao Changhe said: "Don't say that you are still as beautiful as before, even if you are really gray-haired, I am willing to stay by your side, play the zither and make tea together."

"Really?"

"Really. It's really unfair not to tell me... But I think it's good for him to be like that... I also want to have a family full of children and grandchildren. How many do you want to give me?"

Tang Wanzhuang's face lit up: "I just want a son and a daughter."

"Then one son and one daughter."

Tang Wanzhuang regained her sense of joy as a girl. She took his hand and walked to the river to sit. She leaned her head on his shoulder and watched the water together without saying a word.

It seemed that he was already planning in his mind that if there was any break in the situation today, he would hurry up and go to bed with his husband to make a baby after the fight. But will others come tonight...

Eh... Actually, it's still early now. Is there anything I can do if I can... Is it possible that I will look too hungry, lose my grace, and be laughed at?

Tang Wanzhuang gave Baoqin a fierce look at Baoqin who was hiding in the waterside pavilion and peeking.

Baoqin: "?"

What happened to me? Didn’t you say that you were quite happy that I stole away and ate you? I'm hiding in the pavilion and won't bother you anymore. How can there be a maid as sensible as me...

Tang Wanzhuang thought about it silently for a while, but still couldn't ask for sex at this time. In fact, she actually enjoyed the feeling of sitting quietly with him by the stream, leaning on her shoulders, so she gave up that thought and turned to talking about it. Down to business: "We have never met you, and we haven't asked you what the results of that arrow were. They just acted based on analysis. I don't know if it's right."

Zhao Changhe said casually: "Ye Wuming has gone through two epochs to eradicate all the ancient demons born by Tiandao, and the influence of Tiandao on this world has been minimized. If her last fatal blow is successful, she will die with Tiandao. , the so-called God's will can no longer interfere with anything, including the presentation of the Book of Troubled Times, which can only be passive, and this world will be free. But if it fails, the law she represents will be controlled by the law of heaven again, and will be transformed into today's world. The three thousand demon gods in the early years were reborn from various demonic energies. Those things were originally created by Heaven, and he can create another round."

"Um."

"My arrow shot over. Ye Wuming was not a cerebral palsy, so he naturally canceled his original skills and instead cooperated with my arrow attack. The Heavenly Dao was attacked by this attack and was injured and escaped far away. Ye Wuming used the Heavenly Book to isolate this world and prevent the Heavenly Dao from taking advantage of the loopholes. Come in. So the current situation is actually very simple. It's just that both sides have rested and recovered. He has recovered from his injuries and I have repaired the flaws. It's time to restart the decisive battle. "

"It's really simple. It's exactly what we guessed." Tang Wanzhuang said: "Fortresses are always breached from the inside. Tiandao is trying to mobilize the 'demon energy' still lurking inside to gain access to the galaxy and break through this world from the inside. . And we also want to take this opportunity to wipe out its remaining demonic energy and eliminate internal worries. At the same time, we can also use these demonic energies to trace the location of Heavenly Dao, and then see how to counterattack. It’s not complicated. Now Tiandao doesn’t know that you are awake, but we have a bit of an advantage.”

"But if we don't reach an agreement with Ye Wuming, we can't counterattack. No matter how much you think of her, these things can never be avoided by Ye Wuming."

"We don't have much opinion about her. We don't even know her. The only ones who have opinions are Jiuyou and Piaomiao." Tang Wanzhuang said leisurely: "But from the perspective of power, His Majesty should also conquer Ye Palace."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment before he realized that "Your Majesty" was referring to him. In Wan Zhuang's heart, the emperor was always Zhao Changhe, and Xia Chichi was just an escrow. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Seeing his smile, Tang Wanzhuang also smiled: "Anyway, you are the Night Emperor now, and the Night Palace is yours. Even Ye Wuming himself said that he wanted you to be the Emperor of Heaven and live in the Night Palace. I think you can just come to her and ask for a house. , If she doesn’t move out, she will become a concubine inside.”

Zhao Changhe turned his head to look at her.

Tang Wanzhuang finally had a slight blush on her face: "What's wrong? Taking a concubine for your husband, isn't it good to gain a reputation for not being jealous?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "But I think if someone is peeping, she will be furious right now."

"What's the matter, she just bullied Ruoyu, but she also wants to bully us?" The moment she saw Zhao Changhe, Tang Wanzhuang guessed that those Ling Ruoyu's deeds written in the troubled times were Ye Wuming's trick on the children.

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "How much do you know about Ruoyu's situation?"

Tang Wanzhuang said: "You know, Hong Ling likes to go to the world of knights alone, and has little contact with everyone. No one knows when he took this apprentice in, and they have never seen him. He was only released last year for training. , the little girl did not reveal to the outside world that her master was Yue Hongling, and it was not easy to work hard on her own to become famous. During this period, both Yangyang and Baoqin came into contact with her, and they received a lot of praise. "

"That's it?" Zhao Changhe asked: "Is there anything special?"

"I don't know if it's something special... Ever since she appeared in the world last year, news of the looming Galaxy began to spread in various places. However, since the rumored location does not correspond to her behavior, normal analysis still believes that it is coincide."

Zhao Changhe nodded slightly and was about to say something when Tang Wanzhuang's accompanying bodyguard suddenly came to report from outside the hospital: "Prime Minister, it is said that Tiger Hill is in turmoil, the sword spirit appears in the void, and Wu Hou has led his people to rush there."