After this incident, Xiang Shaolong's status was greatly changed. He was first moved out of the ground floor, and then moved to the middle floor to share a room with four generals, so he didn't have to face Gu Ming and the other charioteers.

What's more important is that no one dares to provoke him again, or speak rudely to him. This is not purely because of Feng Fei's warning, but because Wu Xun and others have learned from the past, and no one dares to offend him again.

To a certain extent, he became the hero of the group, which greatly pleased those who had always been irritated by Zhang Quan, Sha Li and Xiao Ling.

In the struggle within the regiment, he turned against the guest and became the winner; but in the escape plan, he was the loser.

Of course, he was unwilling to go to Qi just like that, but he couldn't escape by jumping into the river at such a cold time.

But it's still a bit difficult to decide whether to slip away during the next landing.

During dinner, no one dared to take the initiative to talk to him, but some people were willing to nod with him as a courtesy. Shen Xiong was relatively friendly.

Xiang Shaolong was very happy.

When most people returned to the cabin to take shelter from the wind, he sat alone on a pile of debris at the stern of the boat, staring at the scenery on both sides of the river under the starry night.

Following closely behind were three other large ships.

Thinking of the beloved wife and son who were leaving Xianyang getting further and further away, and the tragic deaths of Zhou Liang and Eagle King, as well as the tragic scene of soldiers falling one after another beside him, a burst of sadness came to my heart, and I felt so sad that I wanted to scream loudly.

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Li Mu made him taste the bitter fruit of defeat.

But he couldn't hate him, and he couldn't have the mentality of revenge.

Li Mu's words, "When we meet on the battlefield in the future, you will show no mercy" are as if they were said yesterday.

The sound still rings in my ears, they are already fighting to the death on the battlefield.

Is Xiaopan feeling disappointed but secretly celebrating his loss of Cong? In the final analysis, Xiang Shaolong represents Xiaopan’s past.

Without Xiang Shaolong, Xiaopan really doesn't have to have any scruples to be his Qin Shihuang.

This thought made Xiang Shaolong tremble.

Small caps are changing every day.

In the history of China, all those who made great contributions to the emperor had a bad end. Unless they stole the emperor to do it.

He was very careful in this matter and never dared to take credit for himself. But naturally he became a center of power and could influence the decisions of Xiaopan, the future Qin Shihuang.

Can the relationship he and Xiaopan have established since they were young escape this law of success? While he was thinking deeply, a gentle female voice sounded in his ears: "What are you thinking about?" Mr. Xiang

Long woke up from his reverie, and when he looked around, he saw that it was Yun Niang, the musician whose power had greatly increased.

He quickly jumped up and saluted.

Yun Niang moved to his side, stood side by side with him, and sighed: "Is it because everyone on the boat is afraid of you, so you have to be alone here to watch the river view. The eldest lady and I saw it in the upper cabin

You are here, and she asked me to ask you."

Xiang Shaolong glanced at her. This woman was probably twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but she was well-maintained. Her skin was as smooth and tender as a girl's, and her face had extremely beautiful contours. It was just a little more weathered by the years, but

It also made her more feminine, and she couldn't help but be fascinated by it for a moment. Seeing him staring at her with burning eyes, Yun Niang smiled and said: "Just looking at the expression on your face when you were talking just now, I know that you had something to do when you were in Xinjun Mansion.

It’s been a wonderful time. I believe that Lingjun’s mansion has three thousand diners, so it would be a great honor to be able to drive for him. Now no one dares to underestimate you.”

Xiang Shaolong thought of the grievances and grudges between Lord Xinling and himself, his eyes flashed with sadness, and Yun Niang's heart, which had been calm for many years, trembled violently, and she felt that this man had a strong attraction to her.

When Xiang Shaolong saw Yun Niang suddenly averting his gaze, he thought to himself, is she even afraid of me? He sighed and said, "People love each other, or they fear each other, which one is that?

What's better?" Yun Niang felt that it was difficult for her to treat this man as a servant, and his words also aroused her interest. She moved her hands that were blown by the wind and said without even thinking: "It's needless to say.

Of course, everyone likes it." After saying this, she couldn't help but blush slightly.

Xiang Shaolong shook his head and said: "This is just the idea of ​​​​young people doing nothing. It is best to teach people to fear and love at the same time. But everyone knows that this is impossible. So it is better to be feared, at least it will be safer

many."

Yun Niang was dumbfounded after listening to it, and after a while she said: "Your ideas are very special. But it cannot be said to be unreasonable. Many times, the people who hurt me are the people who love me. Alas: with a talent like you,

How can you be willing to just be a charioteer?" Even she herself didn't understand why she was willing to talk about her concerns with a servant.

Xiang Shaolong certainly does not have an "inferiority" problem.

To a person in the 21st century, everyone in the world is basically equal.

Hearing her ask this question, she smiled bitterly and said, "This may cause a person to have three years of decline and six years of prosperity."

How could Yun Niang understand what he really meant? It took her a while to grasp his meaning, and she said with emotion: "This sentence is indeed very appropriate to describe a person's fortune."

Then he said with a bit of reluctance: "I have to leave. I have to go back and report to the lady."

Xiang Shaolong took the opportunity and asked: "Will the ship still dock?" Yun Niang responded: "Do you want to follow their example and go to the shore to relax? But this trip is not possible. When we arrive at Lixia tomorrow, we will only stay for an hour, except

No one is allowed to leave the ship except those who go ashore to deliver goods. I'm leaving." Looking at her swaying back, Xiang Shaolong had no choice but to smile bitterly, hoping that there would be a chance to escape at the next stop.

When the ship docked at the dock the next day, Xiang Shaolong came to the deck and saw that the dock was filled with officials and citizens of the Qi State who had come from the city to catch a glimpse of Feng Fei. The city guard even boarded the ship in person to pay his respects to these three famous concubines.

This left Xiang Shaolong with no chance of escaping.

He was beginning to grow impatient. The boat was just an open river prison for him.

The only consolation is that after this period of time, his mental and physical strength have completely recovered, and he looks much better than when he fled. He no longer looks sallow and skinny.

When he returned to his room, he bumped into Zhang Quan in the cabin. He just laughed at the latter's malicious look.

By now he had become acquainted with the four general-level group members in his room, so he asked them where the ship would stop next.

A man named Fei Chun smiled and said: "Brother Shen is thinking about the ladies."

Fei Chun is of medium height, which means he is shorter than Xiang Shaolong. He has an ordinary appearance, but has an easy-going personality, which makes people feel that it is easy to be with him. He is the oldest among the four generals, just in his early thirties.

Another general, Feng Liang, said: "Zhai City the day after tomorrow is the last stop before arriving in Linzi. You have to seize the opportunity to have fun. I heard that prices in Linzi are soaring. We can't even play here."

Feng Liang is a young man in his twenties. He is tall and strong, only two or three inches shorter than Xiang Shaolong. He is the most knowledgeable among the four.

Another general named Lei Yun'er was two years younger than Feng Liang. He had long hands and long legs, and was shaped like an ape. He was quite stylish. He had a good relationship with a pretty maid from the upper class and was quite conceited. Although the top-level Shaolong was a friend but

Also a little arrogant.

He groaned and said, "Girl, you don't have to use money? It'll be up to me then."

Fei Chun and Feng Liang immediately started making noises, and the three of them made a fuss.

Xiang Shaolong thought of the scene with his teammates Xiao Zhang, Manniu, Xibao and others in New York in the 21st century, and his heart was filled with warmth. Men's topics cannot be separated from women and money.

Zhai Cheng can be said to be the last chance to escape.

If we reach Linzi, the capital of Qi, it will be much more dangerous.

It's just that among Tian Dan's subordinates, there are many who know him.

The worst thing is that as Feng Fei's charioteer, if he drives her to and from Quan Shi's mansion all day long, the chance of exposing his identity will be greatly increased, and the dangers can be imagined.

When he was about to go to bed on the floor, there was a sound at the door, and a maid came to Xiang Shaolong, saying that Feng insisted on seeing him.

Xiang Shaolong felt quite flattered, and his heart pounded, wondering why Fengfei wanted to condescend to see him.

The pretty maid who led the way looked familiar, and she immediately remembered that it was the unruly and evil maid who stopped her from going to the bow of the ship that day, and asked: "What do you call this eldest sister?" The maid scolded coldly: "There are so many people asking about things.

Talk? When you see the eldest lady later, you'd better abide by the rules. If you piss her off, you'll have to walk around without finishing your meal."

Xiang Shaolong gave her a round of competition, guessing that she might be from Sister Xiaoling's side, or a good friend, so she was so hostile to him, so he would argue with her, smile and say nothing, and just let her board.

Go to the upper level.

Feng Fei did not put on her veil and sat in the seat specially set for her in the cabin with a peaceful expression.

After Xiang Shaolong gave the introduction ceremony, he followed her instructions and sat down on the cushion about half a foot away from her.

The evil maid retreated, and they were the only two people left in the hall.

The attraction between men and women is innate.

Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but feast on the beauty in secret.

It's just that her sitting posture is already very attractive. The wide hem of the elegant and plain silk robe completely covers her lower limbs, and the skirt is dragged to the left side of the mat. Even though she is sitting, her waist is still straight, making her breasts puffy.

The curves are more prominent, and the look is proud and elegant. Any normal man will have the intoxicating feeling that if he can touch one, he will be like ascending to the fairyland.

Her beauty was tied into a bun on her head, and her peerless beauty was calm and unruffled. Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but recall Tu Xian's praise of her as "beautiful both inside and out".

There was a banjo next to her, with agarwood color, which set off her large robe with light white background and light yellow phoenix pattern, making her even more graceful and graceful.

This is indeed an extremely moving picture of a beautiful woman sitting down, poetic and picturesque, showing her mysterious and unfathomable beauty.

The firewood in the hall was burning, and occasionally there was a crackling sound, which combined with the sound of the river water hitting the hull of the boat, intertwined into a fairy-like symphony.

For a person with such self-control as Xiang Shaolong, his heart could not help but be melted by the powerful appeal of this beauty.

She is worthy of being one of the three famous concubines.

No wonder so many ministers, princes, generals and ministers fell under her skirt.

Not to mention being able to kiss Fangze, as long as she is willing to look back, it is already a great favor.

When her heart strings were shaking, Feng Fei said calmly: "How did Mr. Wuji die?" Xiang Shaolong immediately became alert and said sadly: "If the eldest lady asked me this sentence in Daliang, I would not dare to tell the truth.

Come up with the answer.”

Then he sketched the scene as if he had witnessed it, and said with empathy: "Mr. An Nahun was very ill and was about to die at that time. Lord Longyang and the Crown Prince brought a large number of guards to our house and brought a bottle of wine. Then Lord Xinling So he came to us one by one to make arrangements for the funeral, and then he drank the wine. Alas." He knew that if he didn't explain in detail enough, he would make this beautiful woman with a blue temperament and a bright mind suspicious, so he simply told the story in detail like a novel. .Save her from asking for details.
To be continued...