Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 433: Secret Talk

Chapter 433: Chapter 433: Secret Talk

Luo Yuheng needs a man with good luck to practice with. She became the national teacher, but she has always been unwilling to practice with Emperor Yuan Jing.......

Master Jinlian probably knows that I have good luck. Master Jinlian asked Luo Yuheng for medicine many times and asked me to go by name......

Before leaving Chuzhou, Luo Yuheng asked Chu Yuanzhen to send me a talisman sword.......

When Jianzhou was guarding the lotus seeds, Master Jinlian forced me to call Luo Yuheng at the critical moment, and she really came.......

Various seemingly reasonable or unreasonable details flashed in Xu Qian'an's mind one by one.

If you want to do this, then my head will be big! A complicated look appeared on his face.

"But I heard that the national teacher did not choose to practice with Yuan Jing."

Xu Qian'an stabilized his emotions and said in a chatty tone.

The princess looked up, showing a thoughtful expression, and shook her head:

"Hmm... I don't know about that. I often persuaded her to just give herself to Emperor Yuan Jing. Choosing the emperor as a Taoist partner would not be unfair to her.

"But she seems dissatisfied with Emperor Yuan Jing, not satisfied with any aspect. No, I can feel that she dislikes him."

Disliked in all aspects, not just because of insufficient luck...Xu Qian'an's eyes flashed, and asked:

"A woman with the cultivation of the national teacher should not be like ordinary women, paying attention to the red tape of the three obediences and four virtues."

The princess said "hmm": "Luo Yuheng naturally won't, but what does choosing a Taoist partner have to do with red tape? Choosing a Taoist partner is an extremely cautious matter. "

This Luo Yuheng is a shark... Xu Qian'an's heart sank.

Dual cultivation means choosing a Taoist partner, which shows Luo Yuheng's caution about matters between men and women. Therefore, after examining Emperor Yuan Jing, she really just used her luck to suppress the fire of karma and never thought about dual cultivation with him.

If my guess just now is true, Luo Yuheng is also examining me.

Once she thinks it's okay to try dual cultivation with me, it means that she has to choose a Taoist partner.

With my aunt's emphasis on Taoist partners, and her second-grade high The status of the hand, as long as she chooses me, then will the fish in my pond still have a way to survive?

If you say so, my head suddenly can't be big anymore...... He complained in his heart.

Everything has its pros and cons. The advantage is that I have one more trump card. In the future, if I have no choice, I can sell myself to Luo Yuheng in exchange for rewards.

Of course, the premise is that she is relatively satisfied with me and puts me first on the list of candidates for Taoist partners.

Well, find an opportunity to test her.

"Why do you ask so clearly?" The princess asked suspiciously.

"If you can become the Taoist partner of such a beautiful woman as the national teacher, it will be a blessing for eight lifetimes." Xu Qian'an pretended to sigh.

"Stop dreaming. With your little capital, how could Luo Yuheng be interested in you? "

The princess's reaction was unexpectedly big, and she was full of sarcasm.

Then, she casually touched the bodhi bracelet on her wrist and said lightly: "Luo Yuheng is indeed beautiful, but to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the country is an exaggeration."

After that, she raised her chin and looked down at Xu Qi'an.

This posture clearly said "Look at me, look at me", "I am the most beautiful woman in Dafeng".

Xu Qi'an sneered disdainfully: "Go back to your room and look in the mirror."

The princess was furious and grabbed a small stone to throw at him.

"Okay, okay, the national teacher is far inferior to you. "Xu Qi'an said perfunctorily.

The princess was still unwilling to give up. She held the Bodhi bracelet and had to show her true face to the boy, so that he would know whether Luo Yuheng was beautiful or she was more beautiful.

"Think about it carefully. This is the capital. If you take off the bracelet, the Si Tian Jian may bring soldiers to arrest you tomorrow." Xu Qi'an threatened.

The princess was scared at once.

The supervisor is the supervisor, and the Si Tian Jian is the Si Tian Jian. What the supervisor knows may not be known by other sorcerers in the Si Tian Jian. If they find the princess's magnificent and magnificent appearance, they may turn around and report it to the palace.

Although Xu Qi'an can stop it, it will also expose his secret possession of the widow of King Huai.

Once a secret is known to others, it is difficult to keep it.

In addition, there is a little secret that cannot be told. He is afraid of seeing the true face of the princess. The hidden woman is too dazzling and perfect, unlike the vulgar things in the world.

Even when facing a woman of mediocre appearance, Xu Qi'an can still feel His affection for her grew day by day. If he saw that stunning beauty again, Xu Qi'an could not guarantee that he would not do something to her tonight.

For example, let her understand what it means to be ripe and fall.

Although Xu Qi'an's admiration for Luo Yuheng made the most beautiful woman in Dafeng feel uncomfortable, overall, she had a very happy day.

So the next morning, before Xu Qi'an left, she gave him her pussy to eat.

......

"It's sticky and mushy, and so salty. The princess's pussy is really unpalatable. There's so much chicken essence. Are you going to choke me to death?... Let her taste my cooking skills some other day and learn from me. "

Xu Qiyan complained as he entered the brothel, changed his appearance, changed his clothes, and returned home.

After practicing for two hours, he rode on a mare and went to a high-end brothel.

After waiting for a long time in the familiar box, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao came late, wearing night watchman uniforms, tied with a gong, and carrying a saber.

Because they had to talk about business, they didn't order girls. The three of them sat around the table, watching the opera in the lobby below, drinking and eating peanuts.

"How is the matter I asked you to investigate?" Xu Qiyan kicked Song Tingfeng.

"Last night, a group of guys in black robes did enter the inner city from the south city gate. They also warned the soldiers guarding the city not to leak it out. Ha, the northerners from Chuzhou don't know whose territory the capital is. I spent a penny of silver and got the information from the soldiers on duty last night. "

Song Tingfeng took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and said, "They didn't enter the imperial city. They disappeared after entering the inner city. This morning, I asked the silver gongs patrolling the imperial city to inquire, and no one saw the group of spies entering the imperial city."

Didn't enter the imperial city?

Is Hengyuan imprisoned somewhere in the inner city? No, it is also possible that he was sent to the imperial city or even the palace through secret channels, just like Pingyuan Bo secretly sent the kidnapped people to the imperial city.

"The Taoist priest said that Master Hengyuan will not be in danger of life in the short term. We should have plenty of time left, so we can't be too anxious. If Hengyuan is taken to the palace, then we will have to break with Emperor Yuan Jing while rescuing him.

"If that's the case, I have to leave a retreat in advance and be prepared. I can't rush to save people..."

As his thoughts flashed, Xu Qian'an said, "Notify the brothers patrolling the streets. If you find anything unusual in the inner city, or see spies wearing black robes and masks, you must notify me in time."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded and said "hmm".

Song Tingfeng suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that the northern demons and barbarians will enter the capital in three days."

The demons and barbarians will enter the capital? The demons and barbarians just joined forces to break the Chuzhou City. How long has it been? Do they dare to enter the capital? Xu Qian'an frowned:

"I haven't heard about this."

Song Tingfeng said "Hey", "Your Majesty held a small court meeting yesterday to discuss this matter secretly. Jiang Jinluo revealed it to us when we were drinking at the Jiaofangsi last night."

I know about the war in the north. According to the lag in information transmission, the war in the north should have started long ago. But even so, the northern monsters sent an envoy to Beijing, which is enough to show that the war is not going well... Xu Qian'an pondered:

"The monsters and barbarians are too weak to ask for help so soon?"

The northern monsters, Dafeng and Wushenjiao are in a three-way balance relationship.

Song Tingfeng said: "The cavalry of Jingguo is the best in Jiuzhou. Before the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the barbarian cavalry could compete with the cavalry of Jingguo. After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the strong barbarians were killed and injured. Now it is the cavalry of Jingguo that dominates Jiuzhou.

"I think the war in the north will not drag on for too long. The northern barbarians will not survive this year. "

Zhu Guangxiao added: "After Jili Zhigu's death, there was only one Zhu Jiu in the Yao and Man tribes, and the Wushen Cult had no shortage of high-quality strongmen. Moreover, the battlefield was the home of wizards, and the Wushen Cult's ability to control corpse soldiers was extremely terrifying."

Zhu Jiu had experienced the battle of Chuzhou City and was seriously injured and had not recovered. It was reasonable to think so...Xu Qian'an nodded.

Zhu Guangxiao sighed: "Compared with the weakening national strength of Dafeng, the national strength of the Three Kingdoms ruled by the Wushen Cult was thriving. If it weren't for Duke Wei... "

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng were night watchmen, supervising all officials, with good vision, and could clearly perceive the weakening of Dafeng's national strength.

Every year is getting worse than the last.

However, the feeling of worrying about the country and the people was soon replaced by the laughter of the young ladies.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao each picked a beautiful woman, hugged them into the house and worked hard.

Xu Qiyan sat alone at the table, drinking silently, overlooking the opera in the hall without any expression.

......

At night, Xu Erlang's study.

Xu Qiyan held the teacup, listened to Xu Erlang's recitation, frowned and said: "Only this little?"

"Recently, the Hanlin Academy has a lot of things to do. The court wants to revise the military book, and I don't have much time to recite the daily records of the previous emperor." Xu Erlang explained helplessly.

"Revise the military book?"

"It is a routine to revise the military book every time there is a war. "Xu Erlang took a sip of tea and said:

"I'll tell you something. Three days later, the northern demons' envoys will enter the capital. The war in the north is in full swing. If nothing unexpected happens, the court will send troops to support the demons.

"In fact, as early as when the intelligence came from Chuzhou, the court had made this decision, but it still needed to be brewed. Haha, to put it bluntly, it is to arouse people's hearts. Tomorrow, the Imperial College will hold a literary meeting in the imperial city, the purpose of which is to spread the main station's ideas."

Huaiqing told me about this. Yes, I have to accompany her to the literary meeting......Xu Qian'an remembered it.

He had never experienced war in his previous life, but he had read a lot of ancient and modern history, and he could understand what Xu Erlang wanted to express.

Mobilization has been a common method since ancient times whenever there is a war. We must tell the people why we have to fight and what the meaning of fighting is.

Of course, in this era, the court is not mobilizing ordinary people, but the scholar-official class.

"Then, are these daily records I memorized useful to you, brother?" Xu Erlang asked.

"Yes!"

Xu Qiyan gave a positive answer and said:

"From this diary, we can see that the late emperor did not ask the human sect for advice on the way to longevity very often, but not too often, which shows that he had certain fantasies about longevity.

"But for some reason, he did not have any unnecessary fantasies about longevity. I have not seen the late emperor's idea of ??practicing Taoism for the time being."

"The late emperor did not practice Taoism in the first place." Xu Erlang finished speaking and frowned, "For some reason?"

The late emperor was a smart man and knew his own weight...Xu Qiyan smiled and said without explanation:

"The late emperor did not practice Taoism until his death, but he did have fantasies about practicing Taoism. I guess it may be that the late emperor influenced Emperor Yuan Jing. You continue to read the diary and write it down as soon as possible. "

The next day, heavy rain was pouring down, and the wind blew up the raindrops, bringing a bit of coolness.

The rain flowed along the eaves, forming a curtain of water drops.

Summer is gradually coming to an end, and the seedlings in the fields are also showing signs of yellowing.

Today is a day off, Xu Erlang stood under the eaves and said with emotion: "It seems that I can't go to the literary meeting."

Xu Qian'an walked out of the room, watched the rain with him, and smiled: "I think so too, so Erlang, I will borrow your official badge for a while. "

Opposite the two brothers was the east wing. Xu Lingyin stood under the eaves, waving a branch, constantly "cutting" the water curtain under the eaves, enjoying it.

Her shoes and trouser legs were wet by the rain.

At this point, Lina was still sleeping soundly, Li Miaozhen was meditating in the room, and Uncle Xu, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, went to work sadly.

Xu Qian'an also had something to do today. He had to go to Lingbao Temple to do two things. One: test Luo Yuheng's true attitude towards him.

Two: ask about the leader of the previous generation.

........

It was raining heavily, and Wei Yuan's carriage was driving in the rain. Raindrops kept bursting on the roof of the carriage, crackling.

The big blue-clothed girl opened the window and looked at the rain silently, blurring the world.

At a certain moment, the rain seemed to solidify, like an illusion.

"Rain can wash away dust, but it can't cleanse people's hearts. "

The sighing sounded in the carriage, the voice was full of vicissitudes.

Wei Yuan still looked at the rain curtain, and said lightly: "Is the rain scene in Qingyun Mountain not as beautiful as my place?"

Dean Zhao Shou appeared silently, with a serious face: "After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, Dafeng should have been thriving, but because, because..."

Zhao Shou wanted to speak several times, but found that he could not remember.

"Because something happened during the period, at the end of the year of Jingcha, the sculpture in Jiyuan cracked, and the one in the northeast was the same. In the end, you only bought twenty years for Dafeng and the human race. All these years I have been thinking that if the Supervisor had not stood idly by, the ending would be different. "

Wei Yuan still had no expression, and his tone was flat: "Man proposes, God disposes. Nothing in this world will go according to your Zhao Shou's wishes, nor will it go according to my wishes. The Supervisor and you and I are not the same kind of people. "

Zhao Shou nodded and said, "The Gu God is an ancient god and demon, but he is also a rootless duckweed, but the Wu God is different. He dominates the northeast and rules millions of lives. He accounts for at least one-third of the luck of the human race.

"If he unlocks the seal, no one in Jiuzhou can stop him. Unless the Confucian sage is resurrected."

Wei Yuan sighed, "I will stop him. I started planning last year."

Zhao Shou stared at him and asked, "What if you fail?"

Wei Yuan smiled, "Have you ever seen me lose?"

......

The carriage slowly stopped outside the palace gate.

Nangong Qianrou loosened the reins, pushed open the door, and said, "Godfather, we're here."

He looked around the carriage. There was no one else except Wei Yuan. But when he was driving, the warrior's instinct caught a hint of abnormality, which was fleeting.

Nangong Qianrou opened a large umbrella and led Wei Yuan out of the car. The raindrops crackled on the oil-paper umbrella.

Wei Yuan took the umbrella and said calmly: "Wait for me here."

He held the umbrella and entered the palace alone, his green clothes swaying in the wind and rain, as if he was alone, facing the storm in the world.