Oiran General: Power over the World

Xie Buchen was reborn when he was fifteen years old. In his last life, he was willing to degenerate. He was obviously a powerful person in Chang'an, but he was willing to live his life like a puddle of mud. All the people of Chang'an were ashamed of him. Even if he wakes up later, it's already too late. When he woke up, he was twenty-five years old, mediocre for half his life, and accomplished nothing. And Zhu Hongyi is already dead. His body was quartered by five horses, but his body was not intact. Later, the prodigal son Xie Buchen turned around and avenged Zhu Hongyi, but so what, she was already dead, at her best age. Even though Xie Buchen was a highly respected minister and had all the power in the world, he could not return to that bright and flamboyant woman in bright clothes and angry horses. After reviving his life, Xie Buchen didn't want to make the same mistakes again. He wanted to protect Zhu Hongyi and ensure that she lived a long and worry-free life. This year, Xie Buchen is 15 years old and Zhu Hongyi is 14 years old. Xie Buchen was the only son of the Xie family. He was born into a famous figure in Chang'an City. Unfortunately, he did not have a good reputation. He could not carry his shoulders or lift his hands, he could not recite poems and write poems, and he could not use guns or sticks in martial arts. In addition to entertaining cats and dogs all day long, he just strolled around the flower house and listened to ditties. He was simply a tyrant in Chang'an City. In sharp contrast, Zhu Hongyi. I wish the man in red is not as popular as his name suggests. Instead, he has been fond of dancing with swords and sticks since he was a child, like a tomboy. She is obviously one year younger than Xie Buchen, but she acts like a little adult all day long, taking care of things. Whenever Xie Buchen does something out of the ordinary, she will take care of it. On this day, Xie Buchen escaped from school and planned to go to the flower house to see the new oiran lady. As a result, as soon as he got halfway, he was blocked by Zhu Hongyi. At that time, Zhu Hongyi was not as bright and attractive as she would be later. Instead, she was somewhat indistinguishable between male and female. If it weren't for the flamboyant red dress, people would almost think that she was a young master from some family. She had sharp eyebrows and put her hands on her hips. She just stood in front of Xie Buchen. She raised her head and said with a serious face: "Xie Buchen, you skipped class again!" Xie Buchen was already a head taller than Zhu Hongyi. Hearing this, he lowered his eyes lazily and said without energy, "What does it have to do with you?" Zhu Hongyi argued hard: "My mother-in-law said, let me watch you. If you don't learn well, how will you be able to support the entire Xie family in the future?" "If you can't stand it, then you can't stand it." Xie Buchen's tone was casual, as if he didn't care about the Xie family's century-old foundation. Zhu Hongyi's eyes widened. Seeing his appearance, she didn't know where the anger came from. She actually grabbed his collar and said angrily: "Xie Buchen, if you continue to degenerate like this, I will not marry you in the future!" She was only 14, ignorant and naive, and didn't even know what marriage was. She just heard her mother say that she would marry Xie Buchen in the future, so she took it seriously. Xie Buchen was silent for a long time. He lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a long while, he said softly: "If you don't want to marry, then you won't marry." After reviving his life, he no longer dared to think about Zhu Hongyi again. He just wanted her to live a long life and be worry-free. As for the rest, it was no longer important. Unexpectedly, after Zhu Hongyi heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red for some reason. She bit her lip and stared at Xie Buchen without saying a word. After a long while, she seemed to suddenly react. She let go of her hand bitterly, stamped her feet, and said angrily: "Xie Buchen, if you become a waste in the future, don't regret it!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away without looking back. Xie Buchen looked at her retreating back with a heavy gaze. After a long while, he sighed softly. It's not that he doesn't want to live a good life, he just doesn't dare to think about Zhu Hongyi anymore. In his previous life, he liked Zhu Hongyi, and later he wanted to avenge her at all costs and with everything he had. But because of this, Xie Buchen knew better than anyone else that a woman as bright and flamboyant as Zhu Hongyi, with bright clothes and angry horses, would never fall in love with a loser. In her previous life, she had to marry Xie Buchen because of the engagement contract, and was dragged to death by him. After reviving his life, Xie Buchen didn't want to make the same mistakes again. He would rather wish Hong Yi to marry a happy man than be dragged down by him to death. Thinking of this, Xie Buchen sighed softly, but he still did not go to the flower building, but returned to the school. From then on, Xie Buchen seemed to be a changed person. He no longer skipped classes, no longer entertained cats and dogs, and no longer visited flower houses. Instead, he began to study hard and practice martial arts. When the disciples of Chang'an mentioned him, they were no longer filled with contempt, but with a hint of admiration. In just a year or two, he was transformed and no longer looked like the trash he was before. Only when facing Zhu Hongyi, he still looked so angry that he wouldn't pay for his life. This year, Xie Buchen is 17 and Zhu Hongyi is 16. Zhu Hongyi still has the indistinguishable look of male and female, but her eyebrows have gradually opened up, and she has become more delicate and charming like a girl. On this day, Xie Buchen Xiu Mu was captured by Zhu Hongyi. "Thank you Buchen, please accompany me to burn incense!" Zhu Hongyi still looked that angry, grabbing Xie Buchen's collar and dragging him away without any explanation. Xie Buchen didn't move, just lowered his eyes, looked at her expressionlessly, and said calmly: "I won't go." "You have to go!" Zhu Hongyi's eyes widened and she said confidently: "My mother-in-law said that the Bodhisattva in Wan'an Temple is the most effective. I'm going to ask the Bodhisattva to bless you and help you win the first prize in the future. Otherwise, I won't marry you, a loser!" Her tone was coquettish, her words were clearly concerned, but she sounded like she was making trouble unreasonably. Xie Buchen looked at her quietly for a while, then sighed softly and said, "Let's go." Wan'an Temple is the most popular temple in Chang'an City. All the dignitaries in Chang'an City come and go. Xie Buchen and Zhu Hongyi walked all the way to the temple. They were about to go to the temple to offer incense, but they were suddenly blocked by a group of people. "Hey, isn't this the little loser Xie Buchen and his child bride?" The leader's name is Zhao Kuo, and he is the eldest grandson of Duke Zhao. He has been at odds with Xie Buchen for a long time. Now that he meets the person, he will naturally feel sarcastic. "Zhao Kuo, keep your mouth clean!" Zhu Hongyi couldn't listen to others saying anything bad about Xie Buchen, so she got angry and stood directly in front of Xie Buchen, with her hands on her hips and her eyebrows raised, looking fierce. It's a pity that she was born male and female, and she is young. No matter how fierce she is, she has no deterrent effect, but makes people laugh. Zhao Kuo burst out laughing and said: "Little waste, don't you have a mouth yourself, and you still hide behind a woman?" As soon as he said these words, the henchmen behind him also laughed loudly, talking all over the place, and the words they said were more unpleasant than the last. "That's right, Xie Buchen, why are you so useless and still hiding behind women." "If I were you, I would have been so embarrassed that I would have killed you. How could I still have the nerve to show off to others?" "If I had such a vicious child bride, I would have to hide. After all, I can't afford to lose this person..." During the conversation, Xie Buchen and Zhu Hongyi were not taken seriously at all. Also, Zhao Guogong is the uncle of the emperor of the dynasty, and even the emperor must show courtesy. As the eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong, Zhao Kuo naturally has the confidence to go sideways. Unfortunately, he met Xie Buchen. After reviving his life, Xie Buchen just wanted to protect Zhu Hongyi and ensure that she lived a long life and had no worries in her life. He didn't want to cause trouble, but there were always people seeking death. Therefore, when Zhao Kuo's henchmen were talking non-stop, Xie Buchen directly drew out the soft sword from his waist and sealed his throat with one sword. The man didn't even have time to scream, so he fell straight down and made no sound again. Blood spurted out and splashed on Xie Buchen's face. The young man had a gloomy look on his face and held the sword expressionlessly. Warm blood dripped down the blade of the sword, forming a pool of blood at his feet. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Kuo, who was frightened and pale. He smiled softly and said, "I didn't hear what you just said. Please say it again." Zhao Kuo was almost scared to death. He never imagined in his wildest dreams that Xie Buchen would dare to kill someone in public, in a pure place of Buddhism! "Xie Buchen, how dare you!" His voice was sharp, and even changed its tone due to extreme fear, and he said with a fierce expression: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell my grandfather and let him kill the nine tribes of you!" "You can try it." Xie Buchen smiled softly, but the smile was not as bright as his eyes. Instead, there was a chill in his eyebrows. He slowly raised his sword, patted Zhao Kuo's face, and said slowly: "I will only give you three days. After three days, if you can't kill my nine clans, I will kill your nine clans. How about that?" Zhao Kuo was so frightened that he burst into tears, but couldn't even utter a word. A trace of disgust flashed across Xie Buchen's brows, but he didn't kill him after all. He just kicked him away, then turned around and looked at Zhu Hongyi, who was already frightened. The cold look between his brows and eyes had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by deep helplessness and pity. He sighed softly, bent down, raised his sleeves, wiped away the blood spattered on Zhu Hongyi's face bit by bit, and said warmly: "Are you scared?" Zhu Hongyi shook her head blankly and nodded again. After a long while, she seemed to suddenly react, her eyes widened and she stammered: "Xie, Xie Buchen, you, you killed someone!" Xie Buchen's eyebrows were gentle, he hummed slightly, and asked again: "Are you afraid?" Zhu Hongyi shook her head again, thought for a while, nodded heavily, stared, not knowing whether she was afraid or not, she just stammered: "You, how dare you? Aren't you afraid of Duke Zhao's revenge?" "Not afraid." Xie Buchen smiled, his eyes were deep, his tone was gentle, and he said softly: "I'm afraid I can't protect you." After reviving his life, he just wanted to protect Zhu Hongyi and ensure that she lived a long and worry-free life. For this reason, he did not hesitate to make enemies of everyone in the world. This year, Xie Buchen was 18 and Zhu Hongyi was 17. He killed someone in public, his eyebrows were stained with blood, but his smile was gentle. Two years later, Xie Buchen single-handedly fought all the way from Chang'an to the border, and single-handedly protected the lights of thousands of families in Chang'an City. That year, he was 20. Fresh clothes, angry horses, high spirits. Concept: The arrogant ghost Zhu Hongyi & the angry horse Xie Buchen in fresh clothes