Mrs. Hu laughed loudly, but Fu Xuan's attitude was still calm. Only those who were very careful would find that his fingers pressing on the desk had turned pale because they tried too hard: "The situation is so difficult. Whether Fu is smart or not depends on how Mrs. Hu thought. However, I sincerely hope that in your eyes, I am a smart person."

This was a bit difficult to say. Mrs. Hu's eyes fluttered. She thought about Fu Xuan's meaning for a while, pretended to be hesitant, and threw the problem back: "Mr. Shihong's words are so profound... Unfortunately, I am a businessman, and I only know how to wait for the price and go for profit. Except for the real Aduo, I have never been lazy to think about it. Are you smart or not?"

Fu Xuan was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Mrs. Hu, although Luoyang is a place where goods and springs of the world gather, the imperial power is now low, and the powerful ministers of the royal family are suppressing the current dynasty and sharpening their swords. It is the time when the storm gathers, and there will be danger of being able to find a plan at any time. Once the throne is overturned, the center and the place will usher in unprecedented changes. At that time, how can there be a complete egg under the collapse of the nest? Who can expect to fight against the general trend in a corner? The Gou Dao general in Yanzhou thought he had a brotherly alliance to rely on, but he was slightly offended the wishes of the powerful ministers and was deprived of power and exiled to the remote county of Binhai. This is also a lesson for the past. Therefore, what the emperor hopes is that the heroes rise up in times of danger. If he can follow the example of the three heroes of the Han Dynasty to assist the wise king, he will make trouble!"

He stood up and shook his sleeves, and said in a more intense tone: "Since the late emperor ascended the throne, the enemy has been disturbed, the imperial residence has been destroyed, and Li Yuan has poisoned him. Your Majesty has the hope of the people of billions of nations. He knows that many people in the world suffer from powerful ministers, and what he owes is nothing but the righteous man who raises his arms and calls out. With the heroic power of the noble master and the great righteousness of the great master, it is enough to make the heroes of the world gather together, and can turn the tide and redefine the plan of the universe without any effort. If the success is achieved, those who praise it will surely be passed down in history, shine for thousands of years, and will be passed down for future generations... Wouldn't the noble master be moved by this?"

These words first talked about the dangers of changing situations, and then mentioned the achievements of assisting the emperor. It is reasonable and well-founded and can touch people's hearts. But Mrs. Hu just chuckled and shook her head: "The so-called "study" is true, but when the dagger is seen, it is the first to be the brunt of blood and splattering five steps, which must not be the silence of us. As for the metaphor of the three heroes of the Han Dynasty... Haha, I vaguely remember that someone lamented when he was dying and regretted not using Kuai Tong's plan, so that he fell into the hands of a villain. Isn't it God's will? The name of the Marquis of Huaiyin is far more powerful than that of my family leader, but what is the fate?"

Fu Xuan was furious: "Your Majesty is so beautiful and you are in a good manner. How can you do this..."

Mrs. Hu showed a disappointed look and waved her hand lazily: "Sir, don't take out the routine of Su Qin and Zhang Yi to deal with me. No matter what, this red sleeve trick is just a place to sell gold and make fun of it; my eyes only recognize gold, silver and wealth. If a big man like Mr. Shihong offers a bid, we will naturally serve you with a little intention and make you come back with great pleasure. If you talk for the rest, it's better to spare me."

The power of the Emperor of Jin was trampled on by too many people, and it was worthless? Fu Xuan felt a sense of sadness. He clearly represented the emperor, but acted like a thief in Luoyang City. He wanted to give orders, but was blackmailed in person, but he didn't see him having any respect for the imperial power... He hates that he had to patiently ask for pleads! When will he endure such a day? Fu Xuan's emotions became increasingly difficult to contain. He was about to be excited and said something, but he saw Mrs. Hu spread his jade arms lightly and stretched as if no one was around: "It's too late, I'm a little sleepy. Please go and have fun. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you today, so I can only look forward to the next meeting."

Fu Xuan was about to try to keep him, but he seemed to be stuck in his throat by thousands of words, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing Mrs. Hu walking slowly and gradually leaving along the corridor by the water, he was immediately impatient and actually got up to pull Mrs. Hu's belt flying with his steps.

Halfway through the way, he heard a cold snorkeling. The strong man who was always guarding the door was glaring, and took a step forward to block between Mrs. Hu and Fu Xuan. The man's body was like cast iron, and the evil spirit in his eyes was even more substantial. How could Fu Xuan, a literati who sang the wind and the moon, feel that his legs became weak and he fell back to his original place. The strong man left for a long time before Fu Xuan sat firmly.

Looking around, there was no one near the hall. The dance team of Hongxiuzhao had begun a new day of drilling. The piano and zither and qin were accompanied by the heights of the qin and qin, and made melodious music sounds with bells and chimes. The music sounds passed through the continuous forests and spread to Fu Xuan's ears. This is "Song of Fighting the Ring", a song that Fu Xuan is familiar with: "Work from the sunrise, rest from the sunrise, dig a well and drink from the farm, and eat from the farm. How can the imperial power be for me?"

The words that originally praised Emperor Yao's great virtue in governing the world, but made the people self-transformed without any trouble, were as if a bucket of ice water poured on Fu Xuan. Fu Xuan murmured in a low voice: "How can the imperial power be for me? How can the imperial power be for me?" After repeated several times, his whole body suddenly became much older.

The so-called Mrs. Hu is naturally Hu Liuniang. She followed Lu Yao's order and went south. She stayed in Jizhou for a while, arranged relevant support staff, and then created the identity of a wealthy merchant in Jizhou. Then she crossed the river and went to Xuchang and Ruying, and finally arrived in Luoyang. With the strong financial resources that Lu Yao had gathered to pacify Youzhou, this gold-selling cave was rebuilt based on the appearance of Hongxiuzhao in Yecheng in the past. These days, Hu Liuniang used various names to meet the central figures in Hongxiuzhao, and Fu Xuan was just one of them.

Hu Liuniang didn't look far away from Fu Xuan's sight, and there were heavy footsteps behind her. It turned out that Ma Rui scared Fu Xuan away and caught up.

"You didn't hurt Fu Shihong, are you? That was a scholar with weak muscles and bones, and he couldn't stand the wrath of the warriors."

"I didn't touch him, but I fell down. What's the matter with me?" Ma Rui said angrily: "This guy is just a dog raised by the emperor. The emperor himself is in danger and is almost trampled into mud by the King of East China Sea. What's the value of this person? He actually expects us to pick up the emperor's fire... Joke, do we all fools?"

Youzhou is close to the deserted Hu, and the soldiers of the army are mixed with Hu and Han. They also adhere to the style of being the strong as respectful and have little likes to weak literati. Under Lu Yao's intentional or unintentional indulgence, soldiers like Ma Rui, who are from the army, are only loyal to Lu Yao, and have very little sense of loyalty to the imperial power, and have very little respect for high-ranking officials and nobles. Fu Xuan tried to persuade Youzhou to work hard for the emperor with empty words, and Hu Liuniang could still give him a chance to speak, but Ma Rui was already very angry.

Hearing this complaint, Hu Ji covered her mouth and snickered. Hu Liuniang gave Hu Ji a blank look and turned to Ma Rui and said, "Stop talking nonsense. The emperor is only in his twenties, but he is not an old man; he has not been trampled into mud by King Donghai..."

While chatting, the three of them had already passed through a moon gate and followed the corridor paved with white stones to a pavilion surrounded by pines and cypresses. Hu Liuniang lifted her skirt and slowly walked on the stage in a manner. She stood on the stage and looked at it. She saw the vast sky in the distance and the clouds were rolling. Outside Luoyang City, Yishui and Luoshui were sparkling. The sunset that was about to fall to the ground tried to sprinkle the last trace of light and heat, and put the rows of towers and pavilions with golden edges. When she turned around, she was about to sit down. A maid had already laid a felt carpet in the pavilion, served fragrant tea, snacks and other things, and then she retreated silently.

"Haha... I, the leader of the village, was used to hard life in Taihang Mountains, and I didn't expect that there would be a chance to enjoy wealth and luxury now." Hu Liuniang picked up a piece of pastry and said with emotion, turning to Ma Rui and said seriously: "Go back to the point, although Fu Xuan is not worthy, he is an important role. Today's meeting is enough to make him understand many things. If the situation changes in the future, this person happens to play a role with the emperor. You have to mobilize people to keep a close eye on him, so you must not make any mistakes."

Ma Rui bowed and bowed: "At least 30% of the rogue boys in Luoyang City are in our control now. There is no problem in keeping a close eye on a scholar."

His identity in Luoyang was the leader of the guard of Hongxiuzhao. With this identity, he was mainly responsible for the task of unifying the evil young men in Luoyang City. These evil young men were all vagrants in Luoyang City, wandering in the market, doing some indulgence in the indulgence of being a hero and fighting cocks. Although he usually boasted about the Zhu family and Guo Jie, he was actually like a city fox and a rat, and was despised. With the guidance of several veteran evil young men in Funiu Village, Ma Rui had already mastered a considerable number one after another, but if he wanted to expand his power, he would attract the attention of those who were interested, so he did not dare to make any major moves in the past few days.

"Just..." Ma Rui frowned and said, "The marriage between the lord and the lord of Jingling County has been decided. When he is just formally married, he will become the son-in-law of the King of Donghai. In this case, why should we praise the emperor's stinky feet again?"

The purpose of making friends with Fu Xuan was naturally unconcealed. Hu Liuniang looked at Ma Rui deeply and laughed silently. The leader of Lu Yao's confidant entourage, who followed Hu Liuniang to the south, had made many secrets, so Hu Liuniang didn't mind explaining casually: "Although the King of Donghai is powerful, the signs of the decline of the Jin Dynasty have been obvious. King of Donghai can be an ally for a while, but it is not a long-term object to rely on. Moreover, Daoming has his own responsibility, so how can he put his future in the hands of others? I have calculated with Daoming before I came here. The chances of Youzhou Military Mansion to take further opportunities to fall into this generation. Don't think too much, don't talk about such a topic in the future... Just keep a close eye on him!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!