Chapter 201 How can the mountains and rivers be stable? 19

Autumn has passed and winter has come. The country is stable. Except for Yu Zhenzi who is still being hunted down by the members of the Haoqi in various places, there is nothing else in the world that Xiao Hao needs to pay special attention to.

So after a serious discussion with Yuan Chengzhi, Xiao Hao announced the official establishment of the regime, with Luoyang as the capital and the country named "Ye".

Conquering the world can be done in big strides, but pacifying the world is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Xiao Hao knows that the stability of the country requires consideration of all aspects, so he is busy teaching Yuan Chengzhi how to be a king all day long.

People don't understand why he is so eager to deal with these things. In their view, the overall situation has been decided, and these things can be done slowly in the next few years, a dozen years, or even decades.

But Xiao Hao knows that he doesn't have much time left, so he keeps himself busy like a spinning top that spins day and night, and arranges all the problems that may arise in advance.

For the people in this world, it is too early to achieve universal peace. The people who are accustomed to feudal autocracy find it difficult to accept the world without an emperor. The only way is to hand over the world to a person who is trustworthy enough, and then use his hands to realize the prosperity and stability step by step.

People can vaguely feel that Xiao Hao seems to be a little strange, but when it comes to it, they really can't describe the specific problem.

Xiao Hao was still the same as he had appeared on Fenglang Mountain many years ago. His every move was filled with the arrogance and madness of the wolf of Dongdu. Even though he had seen so many long guns shed blood and his comrades died in these years, he still remained as young as a teenager and had never changed his mind. It seemed that the battles and killings in these years were just a ride on horseback for him.

He was bold and reckless, laughing and drunk, and had never changed.

But everyone could sense that there was something different.

I don't know when it started, but Xiao Hao would go to the training ground outside Luoyang City alone every night, hitting the wooden stakes for several hours.

Only Shi Zhixuan could see clearly:

this was Xiao Hao venting.

He was feeling depressed but couldn't tell anyone, so he vented by hitting wood stakes.

Shi Zhixuan initially thought that he felt sorry for Li Yan, but after observing for a few days, he realized that things were not exactly what he thought. Shi Zhixuan thought that he should do something, but unfortunately he didn't know the root cause, so he didn't know where to start.

People are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless? Even though Xiao Hao knew that Cang Yun's matter was a foregone conclusion, he had already thought it through and let it go, and didn't want to be bound by the past to take the path he would take in the future, but at this moment, he couldn't calm down easily.

The smoother An Bang's affairs went, the more clearly he thought of those people in Guancheng.

Xiao Hao emptied another gun, sat on the ground against the wood stake, slung the gun over his shoulder, and took a short rest.

He is not a cowardly and incompetent person. Even if he was stabbed with a sharp knife and bled profusely, he would wipe away his tears the next day and still march forward with pride and blood.

As for the carefree dreams, he could ride a horse through the mountains and rivers, and when he reached the top of the mountain, the moon in the dream would be as bright and round as the moon above his head.

He knew very well what he was going to do next, but it would take time for the wound to heal.

The saddest thing is not being trapped in difficulties, but understanding all the principles and being able to let go of all things, but not being able to get out of them immediately. It takes time and new stimulation to fade their traces little by little.

Xiao Hao let out a long sigh.

Hitting wood stakes is a good idea.

[Ding! The knight is in a restless mood. The system sponsors the knight with [King's Bamboo Grass] × 200 as a friendship. 】

Xiao Hao was in no mood to deal with it. He glanced at the messenger column casually and left it there.

【Ding! The system sponsors the knight with [King's Bamboo Grass] × 200 as a friendship. Please collect it in time. Don't bully the system because it has no hands. 】

Xiao Hao was silent for a moment and asked casually, "What do you want hands for?"

The system hesitated for a while and said, 【...Waving horse grass with both hands to cheer for the knight? 】

"...Puchi." Xiao Hao replayed the picture in his mind and couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry. You don't have to worry about me. I've let it go."

The system thought for a while and said again: 【Ding! The system sponsors [Maitreya Buddha], [Saliva], [Celebration], [Uncle Dancha's Windmill], [Happy] for the heroes. 】

"..." Wait, is there something strange mixed in?

The system seems to be addicted, and it continues: [Ding! The system sponsors [Spring Palace Picture Book], [Silk Bellyband], [Cucumber]... for the heroes...]

"Get lost."

[嘤. 】

After Xiao Hao rested, he raised his gun and fired wildly at the wood pile.

Shi Zhixuan had been holding back for a long time these days, and now he couldn't bear it anymore. Before Xiao Hao could react, he rushed forward and grabbed his gun barrel neatly to stop him from bullying the poor wood pile.

Xiao Hao was suddenly touched by him, frowned and said unhappily: "Shi Zhixuan, what are you crazy about!"

Shi Zhixuan looked at him calmly and said: "Ah Hao, since it is inconvenient to say, I will not force you, but how long will it take to vent your anger on these wood and stones?"

Xiao Hao was stunned for a moment, and the force of snatching the gun was also a little weaker.

After a while, he showed a bitter smile: "I know it very well in my heart... but I can't let it go easily for the time being."

Shi Zhixuan looked at him silently, and suddenly took the long gun from Xiao Hao's hand with a sudden force. Xiao Hao was caught off guard and was forced to retreat several steps, with his back against the cold wall.

The gun rolled to the ground with a "clang", making a crisp buzzing sound in the night.

Shi Zhixuan lowered his head, propped his hands against the wall, and asked Xiao Hao in a tone that seemed to suppress something, with a hint of helplessness and confusion, "What should I do..." "

What?"

"What can I do to help you?"

"..."

Xiao Hao opened his mouth slightly, and soon smiled apologetically, "Ah, the state of mind..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly got stuck.

A shadow fell on his head, and in the dimness he felt something warm, very lightly and gently, falling on his brow.

It was like describing the scar, almost pious but careful, with a soothing force, trying to use a warmth that almost broke people's hearts to smooth out the deep mark and the scar in his heart.

Xiao Hao's mind was blank.

The voice that was so near said:

"Cry if you want to cry, laugh if you want to laugh. Don't hold it back."

Xiao Hao opened his eyes wide, but he didn't know where his eyes were. The other person's figure blocked the moonlight. His brain seemed to freeze for a moment, leaving only the silence of the world.

He was a little confused, but he did feel the urgent and uncontrolled emotion from this kiss, the feeling of wanting to calm himself.

It was neither as crisp as a dragonfly touching the water, nor as affectionate and lingering. This deadly hesitation to speak... Xiao Hao's psychological defense line was like a sand castle at the rising tide, and he was at a loss in the flood that covered the sky and the earth.

Shi, this guy Shi Zhixuan... Xiao Hao

suddenly came to his senses, grabbed Shi Zhixuan's collar and pushed him forward to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and Shi Zhixuan was thrown to the ground without any preparation. His back hit the ground hard, and he saw stars for a moment.

...God has his own way, and no one can escape punishment.

Xiao Hao rode on him with his back bent. His fierceness just now also dissipated half with the bang. He still frowned, and punched the ground next to Shi Zhixuan's head, making a hole with dust flying everywhere.

"...It's wrong to take advantage of the opportunity. I want to be on top."

The situation was overturned in an instant. Although Shi Zhixuan was dizzy, he reacted quickly. He looked at Xiao Hao with a smile: "Oh?"

Xiao Hao's eyes still had the emptiness, surprise, warmth, and struggle that had not completely faded, but he had to admit that Shi Zhixuan's unconventional way of playing cards did make him sober instantly.

After waking up, he was dissatisfied with being in a passive position.

He looked at Shi Zhixuan dangerously and read the same dangerous signal in the other's eyes.

There was silence in the training ground, and the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant. They were deadlocked like this, and no one was willing to relax and bow their heads easily.

Almost at the same time, they started fighting without any rules, regardless of martial arts moves or internal strength, just the simplest head-on fight, rolling and fighting.

Xiao Hao's vision was in a mess, this almost barbaric way of fighting made him feel an indescribable pleasure, and the emotions that had been vented by hitting wood piles seemed to have found an outlet for venting, and began to surge out like crazy.

The body produced by the system always has the greatest advantage in this kind of close combat. He gradually gained the upper hand, holding Shi Zhixuan tightly, and panted: "Does this count as my win?"

Shi Zhixuan frowned and did not move, nor did he struggle anymore, Xiao Hao felt a little strange.

Their bodies and faces were covered in yellow dirt, and they could be called wolves and monkeys. The sweat and clothes stuck to their bodies, making them uncomfortable. Xiao Hao wanted to get up and clean himself up.

As soon as he moved, Shi Zhixuan shouted with a dark face: "Ah Hao!"

Xiao Hao: "......?"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes seemed to have something roaring. He lowered his face, suppressed all the storm in his eyes, and said in a suppressed voice: "Don't move."

"..."

Xiao Hao's face turned red and then black as charcoal.

As a man, he understood what Shi Zhixuan meant.

Or rather, as the one sitting on Shi Zhixuan, he understood why Shi Zhixuan suddenly stopped moving.

He held Shi Zhixuan's shoulder and sneered twice: "Why should I listen to you? Since I am the superior, I will move!"

Shi Zhixuan took a deep breath and suddenly pressed Xiao Hao's acupuncture points with great speed.

Xiao Hao's whole body froze, and his heart was immediately alarmed.

Fog!

He didn't think about it and hurriedly tried to release the control, but suddenly remembered that his reinforcement gun was lying next to the wood pile, and Feng Heyuan couldn't shoot it out.

In such a stunned time, Shi Zhixuan had already turned over and carried him up, running like a gust of wind to the resting place.

Xiao Hao immediately cursed: "Shi Zhixuan! You fucking bastard..."

Shi Zhixuan paused, then quickly turned back, picked up the gun, and continued to carry him and walk quickly.

Xiao Hao was stunned. His already confused mind became even more confused. He said angrily, "You were sneaking up on me! It doesn't count! Let's fight again!"

Shi Zhixuan threw him onto the bed, took a deep breath, suppressed his impulse and said slowly, "... I can untie you, but don't mess with me again."

Xiao Hao was furious. Just as he was about to scold him again, a bunch of things fell out of him. They were the horse grass, special props, and gray items that the system had stuffed into his pockets that he had not checked...

Shi Zhixuan picked up the erotic picture album suspiciously and looked at the silk bellyband on the ground.

Xiao Hao: "..."

Damn, it's over.

The author has something to say: Harmony prevails, turn on the lights~

ah, the scene I have been waiting for for a long time is finally here (*/ω＼*).

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Lao Shi: Fuck the wildest dog.

System: Hiding merit and fame.

Japan: Rolling and rolling.

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