Chapter 703 Couple
When reinforcements arrived, the closed gates were reopened.
The head of the city lord at the top of the city was replaced by a row of corpses of imperial priests. Fu Kong squatted on the city wall, blowing the noisy wind, and the soldiers in the city sang in praise of his great achievements.
Another new group of Fukong "die loyalists" were born.
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Refuse to stay, Fukong embarked on the road back to Beijing.
Although the messenger should have told him that he was just going back to rest for a while before responding to Lao Shizi's martial arts tournament, it could be said that it gave his superiors enough face.
But no matter what, as long as he returned to Beijing, the gang would always be on tenterhooks, fearing that Fukong would be dissatisfied with their war arrangements and rush directly to break through the royal city and change the dynasty.
From this perspective, it is not difficult to understand why these people delayed Fu Kong's participation in the war.
Sitting on the vehicle returning to Beijing, Fukong sighed and missed the old emperor.
The battle that Fu Kong participated in and became famous early on was a battle of division within the dynasty.
The old emperor was a martial arts practitioner and was very powerful. Fu Kong felt that if he could live a little longer, he might be able to break through the gates of true martial arts.
Or, if he were not the emperor and focused more on martial arts, his achievements would probably be even higher.
At least now, it's not like Fu Kong misses her out of nowhere, but the two of them get together to drink tea from time to time.
At first, Fu Kong had no roots and a clean background, but in the process of promotion, he was inevitably bullied by some military elites, and this was also the opportunity for him to get to know the old emperor.
The old emperor treated him well and gave him a good environment, allowing him to go into battle and kill the enemy with only care, and even fight side by side in some important battles.
The relationship between the two has been cultivated in this way, and they can be regarded as friends forever.
But the old emperor still failed to touch Zhenwu before his death, and Fukong watched him leave in the third year of the reunification of the dynasty.
Although the sassy old man had some ideas, he was quite stubborn. The current stubbornness of the dynasty towards the tradition of martial arts was largely due to the bad roots left over from his reign. However, if he was still there, who acted vigorously and resolutely, and understood the general situation, even if the dynasty fell into a trough, he would never be so sloppy on trivial matters.
Forget it, let's not seek this false comfort.
In his thoughts, he returned to the prosperous imperial capital at this time.
Ignoring the countless calls around him and being too lazy to respond, he quickly returned to his mansion.
"A Kong." Before he even entered his home, he saw a gentle and beautiful woman in the courtyard garden. She was wearing a new style of cheongsam, her waist-length hair was still retained, and she was holding a kettle in her hand. It's taking care of the garden plants.
It is Fu Kong's wife, Zhuang He.
"Back." She smiled gently, as if there were strange flowers blooming in her magnificent blue eyes.
Zhuang He originally had ordinary dark brown eyes, but due to an accident when she learned a strange skill earlier, her eyes also turned into strange eyes similar to Fu Kong's.
In the eyes of some people, strange eyes may look good, but in the eyes of the public of this era, strange eyes are still a deformity.
When Fukong was homeless as a child, and when he first joined the army, he was often ostracized and targeted because of his eyes.
Zhuang He's eyes became like this due to an accident. He felt distressed. He even thought about asking the imperial doctor to see him because of the old emperor's relationship, but Zhuang He smiled and told him that they were more like a couple now, which was good. of.
So it remains now.
Looking at her, Fukong's stern expression that he always maintained even in the theater finally relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, I'm back."
But he didn't step forward.
On the contrary, Zhuang He put down the kettle with a smile, wiped his hands, and trotted to him.
After getting closer, I discovered that Zhuang He was actually tall among women, but Fukong was strangely short. Therefore, Zhuang He was half a head taller than Fukong.
Girls develop early, and Zhuang He teased Fu Kong about this a lot back then.
Fukong also said many times at that time that he was a martial arts practitioner who laid the foundation when he was young. When he matured, he would definitely become a tall and majestic man, and he would definitely be taller than Zhuang He.
Now that the two have been married for a long time, it can only be said that fate has played a trick on people, and the result has been revealed.
"God of War" Fukong was not as tall as his wife, which was considered a taboo in the imperial capital that could not be spoken openly.
He gently reached out and hugged Fu Kong. Although Fu Kong didn't raise his hand to hug back, he didn't resist.
Then, Zhuang He's hand sneaked up to Fu Kong's head...
Fu Kong pushed her hand away before she touched it and said speechlessly: "You told me not to touch my head. What's going on?"
"Hahaha! Still not giving in?" Zhuang He did not hide his laughter. Her temperament was different from her gentle and ladylike appearance.
"I will never give in. No one in this world can touch my head." Fukong suddenly changed into a posture like a god of war, although the point he pursued was very strange.
"Okay, but I won't give up!" Zhuang He waved his fist, vowing to touch Fu Kong's head openly in front of him.
This was not the first time she had said this, and Fu Kong had no choice but to let her go.
The two of them talked and went back to the house together.
Originally, the two of them didn't plan to live in a big house when they moved here, but Fukong's status was extraordinary after all, so they couldn't afford to live in such a bad place that others would laugh at them. In the end, they ended up living in a big house with some embarrassment.
Moreover, the two of them have not had children for so many years. Zhuang He relied on his ability in magic and did not find a servant. This house, which was kept clean every day, was deserted all year round.
When Fu Kong came back, Zhuang He prepared some more dishes in the evening and sat down to eat together.
After pouring wine for Fu Kong, Zhuang He took the time to ask: "Did you receive the last letter?"
"I've sent you a reply, why can't I receive it? But messengers on the battlefield are very busy. Usually when a wife has the opportunity to express condolences to her husband on the battlefield, it's mostly just to express condolences, but you pour out your sorrow to me every day." When it comes to this, Fukong also tolerated it. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Because the madam's party is really boring, with all kinds of weird talk. If it weren't for your face, I wouldn't bother to go." After Zhuang He sat down, he started to complain verbally while picking up the food.
"If you don't want to go, don't go. I have told you many times." Fukong said while drinking.
"Hey, no, what if they say bad things about you if I don't go?"
"If you really want to say it, you can go over to supervise them and just change the place to chat. You can't watch them."
"Not long ago, I heard that they said you are not good at that."
Originally, Fu Kong was calm and calm, but Zhuang He's sudden words caught him off guard and almost choked him.
"It's really baffling." He put down the wine glass, coughed and went to pick up the food.
Zhuang He teased: "Are you angry?"
"Why are you angry? We have indeed not had children for many years. This is a fact. It is inevitable that some boring people will criticize us." Fukong said calmly.
"But I'm not unhappy. Apart from not getting pregnant, I'm fine in bed." Zhuang He said casually.
Fu Kong was silent.
He has long been accustomed to his wife's temperament. She looks like a lady, but in fact she is completely informal and even can be said to be outspoken.
But it's just in front of Fu Kong, and it's usually not so explicit.
"We are eating, what are you talking about?" Fukong quickly changed the subject.
Zhuang He smiled with satisfaction. She just liked to see Fu Kong, who was usually cold and stern with a stern face, being a little helpless when she teased him. There is another side of her powerful husband that no one knows about.
After that the conversation became normal.
Fu Kong relayed the events of the recent period to Zhuang He one by one.
When he heard about the martial arts tournament, Zhuang He smiled again and said, "You actually agreed? Are you going to bully the children?"
"When it comes to bullying children, it's the same on the battlefield now. Bullying is not bullying anywhere." Fukong was teased and felt a little depressed.
Then he said seriously: "The dynasty is so big that there is no shortage of experts among the people. There will always be people who can catch your eye. How can it be possible for such a huge territory to have outstanding people and places that are declining again and again."
Zhuang He nodded and said: "That's right. But it's okay. If you participate, it will be easier for me to do business there. Someone listened to the request above and also wanted me to give you some advice."
"Is the association giving you a hard time?" Fukong frowned slightly.
"I am the vice-president after all. When the one above me retires, I will become a full-time member without incident. It will probably be in the past few years. Who do you think dares to make things difficult for me? It's just that sometimes I can't bear the hard work. That's it. You understand, right?" Zhuang He said proudly at first, but then looked at Fu Kong pitifully.
Fu Kong lowered his head and looked away speechlessly.
Zhuang He's talent for magic is not weak.
After being brought to the imperial capital by Fu Kong, she studied at the Dynasty Magic School run by the dynasty, and she was also a talented woman who was shocked for a while.
Now for so many years, I have joined the Magician Association of the Dynasty Organization, which governs a large number of officially certified magicians, and has reached the position of vice president.
Fukong doesn't know the internal details. He only knows that Zhuang He is definitely not a weak woman or a vase who can't live without him.
"Then will you participate?" Fukong asked.
"Why should I participate? I have all the benefits of the tournament. These days, every wild magician is looking forward to a chance to stand out, waiting to show off their skills. There is no need for any example or sign."
"Yes." Fu Kong nodded.
"What? You want to compare with others?" Zhuang He suddenly smiled and winked at Fukong.
Before Fu Kong could say anything, Zhuang He suddenly lowered his eyes and came closer, exhaling softly into Fu Kong's ear and saying: "It's okay, I have enough time to have a good competition in the evening"
Fu Kong: "..."
What should I say about the fact that my wife’s car has no brakes at all?