Invincible little uncle

Chapter 138 141. The Taste of the World (Eighth)
Xia Guang naturally didn't know these things.

After approving the memorial, he stretched his body, ate some nutritious light millet porridge brought by his sisters-in-law, and a few dishes of seasonal warm-up dishes, then took a new fishing rod to the middle of the lake in Zongdong Pavilion I went fishing under the willow tree.

While it's still early, before Miss Huang came over with the barbecue grill, Xia Guang decided to take a good nap for a while, it's half a day's leisure in Fusheng, I really don't know how Brother Huang survived the mountain of memorials.

Then, he was stunned.

Under the turquoise water in the lake, there was a group of dark clouds passing by quickly. Wherever it went, schools of fish receded, and those that failed to retreat soon turned into white bones.

Looking closely, the "dark cloud" is composed of hundreds of fish with dark green backs, scarlet bellies, and triangular sawtooth. They move quickly and orderly, like a pack of crazy and fierce wolves, hunting around.

This.
King Shenwu didn't know what to say.

He thought about it again, but he also understood.

Probably the kind sister-in-law or niece and daughter-in-law in the palace saw that all the fish were eaten yesterday, and thought she liked them, so today they went even further and sent them ten times over.

It's not easy to catch hundreds of these fish.

This is true to myself.

Xia Guang didn't go fishing anymore. If the fishing rod hit the water, the bait and hook would be eaten in an instant.

So I leaned against the willow tree, which is still warm in the warm sunshine in winter, and took a nap. The No.90 floor is coming soon. When I first realized it, it was only the end of spring, and now it is almost seven or eight months. .

No.90 floor
Xia Guang is looking forward to it.

Huang Jie was also looking forward to it. Looking at the "dark clouds" in the lake, she walked on her long legs and rubbed her belly through her snow-white clothes, "That's great."

"This fish is very fierce."

Xia Guang reminded.

"I'm fierce too!"

Xia Jiejie straightened her chest, looked at the two demon knives under her loose clothes, said with her eyebrows akimbo: "You just throw it over, I can handle it myself."

Xia Guang glanced at Miss Huang curiously, and luckily caught a strange fish. Even if the strange fish bounced out of the water, it would not pass his hand. King Shenwu just dialed it, and went towards Xia Jiejie in mid-air.

It was too late to say it, but Xia Jiejie threw the barbecue grill to the side and jumped up. I don't know which demon knife on his waist was bad luck, and she pulled it out. It was cold, horrified, messy, The evil light seemed to be born like this, and with the movement of the sword master in space, it formed an incomparably alluring sword light.

It's the Dragon Slaying Knife!

The golden blade cut the strange fish flying in mid-air into two with indescribable brilliance, and cut it open.

Putting the knife back into the sheath, with the other hand, he stably swept over the two petals of the fish.

Xia Guang smiled gently.

He doesn't care about the demon knife or anything, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with using a demon knife to kill fish.

My sister is happy.

Taking a deep breath, the chill and steam entered his throat, this is the taste of the world.

Xia Jiejie happily took the fish, washed it in the clear water of the wooden barrel, and then put it on the grill, carefully igniting the charcoal fire.

Sure enough, there is no one in this world who can make him draw his sword.

But fish are not people.

Xia Jiejie perfectly enlightened her knot, so that the knot was eliminated immediately after it was formed.

Xia Guang couldn't fish, so he was sitting opposite to Huang Jie. In the depths of winter and the New Year is approaching, the occasional sound of firecrackers would be heard, and more often, it was the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes that came along with the west wind, vaguely filled with swords, shouts, Even the prosperity of the capital is mixed with celebration.

The red lanterns at night were raised.

Sitting on the top of the roof of the Imperial Study Room, looking down at Beijing, you can see the lights of the streets in the distance, tangled into golden dragons, and the red lanterns are rubies dotted in the world, facing the blue sky. of stars.

King Shenwu got a little tired of correcting the memorials, so he would ask his sister-in-law who visited that day to give him some imperial wine.

The sister-in-laws were very enthusiastic, and they took turns to come over every night to ask about their health, and the petite queen mother was the most among them.

On the eaves, the eaves are pecked high, and the decorative owls are flicking their tails towards the starry night sky, while rows of white jade jugs are lined up one by one. Tonight, some are wine, and some are endless, longing for longing.

But people who drink alcohol can't tell which is the world and which is the sky.

Stay until late at night.

Suddenly there was an explosion sound in the distance, and a faint flame exploded. King Shenwu looked sideways at the east area of ​​the city. I don't know who it is, who dares to be so presumptuous?
But there are patrols, spies, and soldiers on duty in the city, even if people in the rivers and lakes make trouble, some grievances and hatreds that I have no interest in will calm down.

After just a glance, Xia Guang stopped thinking about it.

If you need to worry about such trivial matters, it will be annoying enough.

It stands to reason that I have enemies all over the rivers and lakes, such assassins should be inexhaustible, but I haven't met any of them until today, so I am really afraid of myself.

Xia Guang shook his head. He didn't care about these things. Although the world is big, there are only a few people that can be accommodated in people's hearts.

Life is only a hundred years, so much care, too many burdens, why bother?

Longevity and hegemony, how could it be better to invite the moon to the wine, fish for the willows, and the thousands of years behind you, how can it be compared to the moment of being drunk at this moment?

"A moment in the human world is nothing compared to the eternity of heaven and earth. Gods and Buddhas look down and think they have seen through everything, but they don't know that it is a great pleasure not to see through, haha."

With a move of Xia Guang's hand, a jug of turbid wine entered his hand again. He raised his head and raised his hand, and clear and sweet alcohol poured down from the spout, as if Bihui had entered the person's throat.

Heaven and earth are romantic, naturally gathering one person.

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The next day.

The governor of the wind factory appeared mysteriously, standing behind the regent who was about to go fishing, first reported the situation of the capital in recent days.

Then he mentioned the explosion last night. He only said that there was a conflict between Tangmen and Qinglian Huayi, and the situation in the wind factory would inevitably expand. At the scene, he patiently enlightened the violent people in the arena, and at the same time saved Tang Rou, the beloved granddaughter of Mrs. Tang, thus avoiding further expansion of the gaffe.

In the end, he said that Tang Rou was very popular among the Tang Sect, the old lady Tang, and might play a big role in the future plan of the "Jianghu Supervising Envoy", and the Tang Sect was one of the famous three sects in the Jianghu. First, its energy and exemplary role should not be underestimated.

Now, Miss Tang Rou is deeply grateful for the early support of the imperial court, and hopes to pay respects to the actual ruler of the imperial court, Lord Shenwu Wang, face to face.

Although she knew that her status was still low, Miss Tang Rou insisted on doing so. The spies of the wind factory felt her sincerity, so she, the supervisor, came forward to report the situation.

An incomparably vicious design, as well as a completely self-directed and self-acted plot, this Ling Juehu said it in another way without being red-faced.

(End of this chapter)