Chapter 86 Civilian Idol Mr. Zhao
It’s a small town again, misty and rainy, full of flying catkins.
Zhao Changhe, who had always relied on his good health and thought it didn't matter if he got wet in the rain, finally began to agree with Cui Yuanyang's scolding about the bad weather.
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and poets can narrate leisurely. When you are a pedestrian on the road, you will naturally only curse. What's more, this is a journey of thousands of miles. This journey takes a long time, and it is not like going to visit relatives in the next village.
In ancient times, it was so inconvenient to go out, so whenever we were separated, countless ancient famous articles would be born. Because you don’t know if this time of separation, thousands of miles away, will there be a time to see you again.
Now that he has just got a famous horse, he feels particularly sorry for Tuxue Wuzui, fearing that it will be damaged by the rain. He has no idea whether the horse is afraid of being wet by the rain.
When I left, I felt free and easy, but my mood was bad in this misty rain. Instead, I started to miss Yangyang very much. I wonder if she cried at home.
So I also understand what it means - how much leisure and sorrow are there? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy.
I think this is what Yangyang had in mind when he leaned on the tower and looked out into the distance.
It’s over, and I’m becoming a young man again. It's also strange. It's said that as a liberal arts student, I couldn't memorize a few poems before, so I turned around and returned them to the teacher. After half a year away from the classroom and wandering around in the world, more and more poems came to my mind.
I don’t know if it’s because of the increase in memory due to cultivation, or because the mist of the rivers and lakes itself is particularly poetic. Just like when I face Yue Hongling, I am often younger than other times.
"Staff, look after the horse for me, it's the best fodder." Zhao Changhe led the horse to the door of the restaurant, asked the waiter to look after the horse, and then he looked inside to see if there were any drinkers scolding him for being stupid.
The waiter came up to us and said, "Don't worry, sir, we are the best at looking after horses and feeding them... Hey! What a good horse!"
"That's right." Zhao Changhe's eyes were a little wary. Damn, could there be something like robbing a horse or stealing a horse?
The waiter touched Ta Xue Wu Zui with some fondness and said with a smile: "Please come in, sir, you haven't said what you want to eat yet."
“Well, I’ll just have a bowl of noodles. Anyway, I’m starving to death and I can’t starve my horse.”
The waiter felt very sad, and he would feel the same way.
It’s a really good horse!
Zhao Changhe suddenly thought that this might be a limited edition Da Lao in this world... The Cui family just gave it to him without even asking.
“Have you heard? Another ruthless person has appeared in the world recently.”
Such a familiar line, Zhao Changhe burst into tears and sat in a corner to listen to what others said about him.
“Yes, Han Wubing is really ruthless. Jianlu must be the place where he was born. He killed thirty-two brothers in one go.”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
It’s okay.
“Why are the people who have come out recently so rebellious? Han Wubing this time, Zhao Changhe last time.”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
I still have a role to play, right?
"Haha, Han Wubing is ruthless, but Zhao Changhe is more fun. Didn't he **** the Cui family's daughter thousands of miles last time? Everyone said that he would be the Cui family's uncle this time, but the Cui family still has the same temper, and they don't recognize the gangsters. , and blasted him away again. It was really a waste of time. I don’t know if he was hiding somewhere and crying, hahaha..."
“I feel more and more that this kid is quite tragic. He always wants the kind of woman who can’t get it. It’s either Yue Hongling or Cui Yuanyang. Why bother? It’s better to be pragmatic..."
“Isn’t this just asking for me?”
“Ah hahaha, what you say makes sense! I want to give Zhao Changhe the title of Qianlong Grounding Qi No. 1! Does anyone object?”
"I object." Zhao Changhe couldn't help it: "Can you tell me about Han Wubing? I can hear Zhao Changhe being cocooned all day long. Is it interesting?"
"Who are you? We just like to say that you can control Zhao Changhe. Riding a good horse is amazing. Do you think Cui Yuanyang should belong to you young masters? You don't feel comfortable hearing this about Zhao Changhe, right? We support it. Zhao Changhe **** Cui Yuanyang, you bite me?"
Zhao Changhe ate the noodles helplessly: "Okay, okay, Zhao Changhe will also thank you for your support. You continue."
Another person said: "Actually, the Cui family is trying to hide its secrets. Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang have been on the road for so many days. What have they not done? Can his girl still get married?"
"That's not necessarily the case. I really don't believe that such a life-and-death siege can be carried out there. The Cui family dares to do this, and they have the confidence to prove that their girl is still innocent."
“Hahaha, brother, it’s very possible!” Zhao Changhe’s forehead was throbbing with blue veins.
I thought it was a group of fans, but it turned out to be a group of black people.
"Let's see in three years. Maybe this guy will be on the list. I've never seen anyone practice so fast, and I've never heard of him."
"So the Cui family is not completely unjust this time? At least they have some thoughts."
“Yes, it’s hard to come back, but it’s not like there’s no chance at all for this person.”
“One day, I’ll treat everyone to a drink!”
There are actually fans who invite others to drink for their own weddings... You are more confident than I am. Zhao Changhe was in a trance while eating noodles.
The agreement between myself and the Cui family has indeed achieved its results. Yangyang's honor and integrity have not been lost. Most people still feel that it is impossible to do anything, and most people are happy to say that it is done after three times. And the Cui family doesn't carry too many ungrateful comments. Anyway, the virtues of the family are like that. Most people actually think it's pretty good if they can leave you a thought...
It means that good people can't do anything, but bad people can leave a little margin, but people won't scold them. Is this the truth?
And Zhao Changhe's reputation in the world is not as bad as that of the anti-bone gangsters in the past. He gave the girl a gift for his righteousness. Although everyone didn't say it, they probably gave him a thumbs up in their hearts. Then he was driven away again, and he became more and more down-to-earth, like a civilian idol...even though his fans are all black people.
More importantly, along the way, I found that the wanted order was cancelled, and I was no longer a gangster burdened with crimes and unable to walk in the sun.
Everything you have done before will come to fruition.
Fortunately, after struggling to survive the confrontation, people finally got tired of talking about Zhao Changhe and started talking about Han Wubing: "I had never heard that Han Wubing was from Jianlu before. I thought he was a lone ranger. Just now Who said he came from Jianlu?"
"Hey, how can anyone who is famous in the world really have no background? Even Yue Hongling has a background in a third-rate sect, and Zhao Changhe is still using the blood **** to teach the skills. A lone ranger? Even a true lone ranger. , that was also taught by an expert hermit. How can there be a lone ranger who really jumps out of the cracks in the rocks..."
“So why did he fall out with Jianlu?”
“I don’t know. The Lord of Jianlu is eighth on the Earth Ranking. I wonder if he will personally deal with this rebellion?”
"How can such a strong person be dispatched to deal with traitors at every turn? Xue Canghai is not even on the list, so he will not go out to find Zhao Changhe himself. There is not much that can be done."
Zhao Changhe covered his head and said Han Wubing when talking about Han Wubing. I really want to hear this story. Why do you blame me for every sentence? It’s none of my business...
After listening for a long time, there was no useful news at all.
“Want to know about Han Wubing?” Someone suddenly sat in front of him and said with a smile: “Actually, there is a place where you can learn about almost all events in the world as quickly as possible.”
Zhao Changhe looked up and saw a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and no distinguishable features.
He finished eating the noodles in a few seconds and said calmly: "If I want to know about Han Wubing, I can just ask him directly. I'm just here to eat and listen out of curiosity. Don't think that I am interested in other people's gossip. I don’t even bother to ask how old your first wife is and whether you want to find a husband.”
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly: "Why do you know that I'm here to suppress the magic division? Just based on my words?"
Zhao Changhe smiled: "It's nothing, it has nothing to do with you... I have a few words, please tell Mr. Tang."
The middle-aged man raised his hands and said, "Please tell me."
Zhao Changhe wiped his mouth leisurely: "First of all, I have an appointment with someone, and I have to go to Gujian Lake to keep the appointment. I don't have much time, and I don't have time to care about other things. I don't have to go wherever someone asks me to go. "
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "The suggestion from Mr. Tang is that the situation in Gujian Lake is unpredictable now, so it's best to avoid it and not go there."
Zhao Changhe was unmoved: "Since we have an appointment, I will go even if the sky rains a knife. What's more, Han Wubing can see the situation, but I can't?"
The middle-aged man sighed: "You must keep your promise, and I respect it. But the sky may really strike a knife... At least this way, the Blood God Church has high-level officials to deal with you. The more famous you are, the more they will lose face. I can’t bear it anymore. If you are willing to talk to us, we can help you solve this problem, otherwise it will be difficult for you to walk to Gujian Lake.”
"You don't need to deal with it. The matter of the Blood God Sect can be regarded as my personal grudge. I will handle it myself without any favors from you." Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed out loud: "The most embarrassing thing about the Blood God Sect is that the leader Xue was killed." Is this a slap in the face if someone jumps over the rank?"
Middle-aged people: “…”
"Second, although I reject you, it's not that I have any objections to you... It's just that if Tang Wanzhuang wants to talk to me about something, I hope she can take the time to talk about it in person instead of going around and around. "I'm annoyed." Zhao Changhe stood up and said, "Shop, pay the bill!"
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PS: The third update is here, let’s make a brief transition and ask for monthly tickets again~
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(End of this chapter)