Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 434 - 2434: The Demonic Envoy

Chapter 434: Chapter 2434: The Demonic Envoy

In order to conceal his identity, Xu Qiyan did not ride a mare. After all, a beautiful woman on a horse like a mare would be easily recognized.

It was pouring rain, and he rode the carriage of the Xu Mansion, with the wheels rolling, heading towards the imperial city.

The carriage was blocked outside the gate of the imperial city. The soldiers guarding the city saw the word "Xu" written on the body of the carriage and did not dare to be careless, so they went forward to check.

Looking at the capital, there is only one Xu family that can enter the imperial city, and someone in this Xu family killed the Duke with a knife, offending the royal family, the clan and the noble group.

He must not be allowed to enter the imperial city.

Xu Qiyan lifted the curtain and handed over the official card.

After the soldiers checked it, they still did not let it go, and notified the hundred households of the Yulin Guard.

The captain of the Imperial Guard came in a hurry in the heavy rain, took the official card and looked at it for a few times, then looked at the handsome young man sitting in the carriage, examined his face for a moment, and said:

"Is Lord Xu on leave today?"

Xu Qian'an did not wear Erlang's official robe, but traveled in casual clothes.

Xu Xinnian is a Hanlin Academy scholar, and the Hanlin Academy is in the imperial city. He is qualified to enter and leave the imperial city. But because it is a day off today, the captain of the Imperial Guard asked this question.

The guards of the imperial city are very vigilant about our family. I am sure that if it were me, I would not be able to enter the palace even if Huaiqing or Lin'an took me. This was the aftermath of the Wumen swearing and the kidnapping of two dukes... He pinched Xu Erlang's voice and said calmly:

"I'm going to visit the Prime Minister."

Visiting the Prime Minister... The Yulin Guards looked at him again and finally nodded: "Let Xu go in."

The carriage passed through the gate, entered the imperial city, and headed towards the residence of Prime Minister Wang.

The Yulin Guards on the city wall watched the carriage go away, and the direction was correct.

After a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi'an said: "Go left."

The driver followed his words and changed direction. The carriage left the original route. Under the command of Xu Qi'an, the driver who had never been to the imperial city successfully sent Xu Dalang to Lingbao Temple with his excellent driving skills.

Xu Qi'an got off the car with an umbrella. After the little Taoist priest at the gate passed the message, he entered Lingbao Temple smoothly as expected.

He did not forget to let the carriage enter Lingbao Temple from the side door instead of stopping conspicuously at the entrance of the temple.

If that old guy Yuan Jingdi happened to come here to practice Taoism and saw the carriage, the situation would be bad.

Passing through the temples and courtyards dedicated to the founder of the human sect, I came to the depths of Lingbao Temple. In that secluded courtyard, in the quiet room, I saw the beautiful female national teacher.

Her expression was indifferent, and her temperament was cold and elegant, just like a fairy in the sky.

Huaiqing was also a cold and arrogant beauty, but Huaiqing's temperament was more noble and arrogant, while Luo Yuheng's coldness, matched with her clothes and the bright red cinnabar between her eyebrows, highlighted her sacredness and fairy spirit.

At this moment, seeing the national teacher's stunning face again, Xu Qian'an's mentality changed slightly, and he thought: She is a woman I can't bear to blaspheme even in bed.

The next thought was: Fortunately, the national teacher does not understand the Buddhist telepathy, otherwise I might die on the spot.

Luo Yuheng sat cross-legged at the table, and there were already two cups of hot tea on the table.

Xu Qian'an sat down tacitly, took a sip of the tea, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Good tea!"

It tastes slightly bitter at first, but after three seconds of grumbling, it immediately turns sweet. After swallowing it, the aftertaste remains on the lips and teeth for a long time.

"What a pity."

Luo Yuheng shook his head and sighed.

"What a pity?"

Xu Qian'an asked subconsciously.

"This tea is planted by a friend of mine. It only produces one catty a year. The amount I get is only three or four taels. What a pity is that she has been missing for a long time and her whereabouts are unknown." Luo Yuheng said.

Aunt, why do I feel like you have something else to say?

Well, this tea was grown by the princess... I have discovered another wonderful thing about the princess. I will lock her up in a small dark room and not give her food unless she grows tea...

Xu Qi'an sighed calmly: "That's a pity."

Luo Yuheng glanced at him lightly, and said in a soft but emotionless voice: "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask about the previous leader of the Renzong Dao and the late emperor." Xu Qi'an said.

"My father and the late emperor?"

Luo Yuheng asked back in surprise.

"I have checked the daily records of the late emperor. Although the late emperor did not practice Taoism, he was also quite interested in the method of longevity. I want to know, did he practice Taoism?" Xu Qi'an said bluntly.

Luo Yuheng pondered for a moment and said, "My father died in the heavenly tribulation."

What does this have to do with my question......

"He didn't have to die, but the supervisor didn't allow the human sect to move into the imperial city, which led to my father's entanglement in the fire of karma and his death under the heavenly tribulation." Luo Yuheng said lightly:

"Therefore, the late emperor did not practice Taoism."

The late emperor did not practice Taoism......Xu Qiyan frowned.

"How did you investigate Yuan Jing?" Luo Yuheng stared at him.

Xu Qiyan hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and asked in a deep voice: "National Master, do you know that those who have luck cannot live forever?"

Luo Yuheng looked at him, and until this moment, Xu Qiyan felt that the national master was really looking at him, looking at him straight in the eye.

"The correct statement is that those who have luck cannot live forever." She corrected.

Luo Yuheng really knew about this, so she was not surprised why Emperor Yuan Jing was so obsessed with practicing Taoism? Xu Qiyan expressed this doubt.

"There are always people who have unrealistic fantasies. There are countless practitioners in the world. Most people have fantasized about becoming a first-class master, or even surpassing the grade."

Luo Yuheng said lightly: "Yuan Jing may think he has seen hope, or there may be some hidden secrets. For me, no matter what he is thinking, it has nothing to do with me. I practice my way, and he practices his immortality."

She knew that Emperor Yuan Jing might have a secret, but she didn't delve into it. She practiced with the luck of Dafeng and had a cooperative relationship with Emperor Yuan Jing. Delving into the secrets of the partners would only lead to a deadlock in the relationship between the two parties, or even a quarrel...Xu Qian'an chewed out the meaning of the national master's words.

After a moment of silence, Xu Qian'an no longer entangled with this topic, and turned to say: "The talisman sword was used in Jianzhou. How can I contact the national master in the future?"

Subtext: Send me another talisman sword quickly.

The talisman sword contains the power of Luo Yuheng's sword. It is quite difficult to make, and it is not something that can be given to others.

That's why Xu Qian'an asked her for it. This was a test.

Hearing this, Luo Yuheng frowned and said, "It's extremely difficult to refine a talisman sword. It won't be done overnight..."

After a pause, she said in a calm tone, "I just happen to have another one. I'll just keep it."

With a wave of her sleeve, a talisman sword lay quietly on the table.

Really gave it to me.......Xu Qian'an looked at the talisman sword with mixed feelings.

......

Imperial Garden.

Attic, Observation Deck.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the Imperial Garden in the rain, and smiled, "Although the flowers in my palace are gorgeous and beautiful, they are too delicate to withstand the ravages of wind and rain."

In the rain, clusters of bright flowers bent their bodies, and the petals floated with the rain.

Behind him, Wei Yuan held the tea, sipped it, and said lightly: "Flowers are meant to please their owners. The softer they are, the more their owners like them. Your Majesty likes their weakness, but you laugh at them for being unable to withstand destruction. It really doesn't make sense."

Emperor Yuan Jing, who had his back to Wei Yuan, had a sharp light flash in his eyes and said with a smile: "For me, I just need to protect the most beautiful flower. Wei Qing, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile.

Emperor Yuan Jing continued to watch the rain and sighed:

"After the turmoil in Chuzhou, King Huai died in battle, Jili Zhigu died, Zhu Jiu was also severely damaged, and the northern border was weak. The Wushen Cult is coming this time. If the northern monster territory falls, all the borders of Dafeng from north to east will be surrounded by the Wushen Cult.

"Wei Qing, you are a master of military strategy, what do you think? "

Wei Yuan did not hesitate and replied: "The court will naturally send troops to support the northeast, but the benefits should not be reduced. The northern barbarians have been harassing the border for many years. This time, it is Dafeng's turn to cut flesh and suck blood from them."

Emperor Yuan Jing smiled: "The Hanlin Academy wants to revise the military book. I have read it and found that there is nothing new in the revision. I am afraid that the barbarian delegation will laugh at Dafeng after entering the capital. Wei Qing is a rare talent in a century. You may as well go to the Hanlin Academy for some advice. "

Military books are part of showing the "national strength" to the Yaoman envoys. The more military books there are, the more military masters there are in Dafeng. Its importance is second only to artillery exercises.

The military tactics used by Dafeng today are still those left by the scholars of Yunlu Academy in the past, and the other is "Six Commentaries on Military Strategies" written by Zhang Shen, a contemporary military strategist.

On the contrary, Wei Yuan, a recognized peerless commander, did not leave a single word.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

Emperor Yuan Jing was not angry at all, and said:

"The Imperial College originally wanted to hold a literary meeting in Lu Lake today, but a heavy rain prevented the meeting. I plan to let the Imperial College hold the literary meeting after the envoys arrive in Beijing. By then, Wei Qing can go and sit down. "

Wei Yuan nodded.

......

In the next two days, the war in the north and the barbarian envoys began to spread in the capital under the promotion of the court, first among the scholar-officials, and then among merchants and the market.

For a time, the officialdom, the literati, the academy, the teahouse, the restaurant, the brothel, the music bureau...... set off a heated discussion, like a frenzy of heated discussion.

The common people in the market hated the barbarian envoys and opposed Dafeng's intention to send troops to aid the barbarians.

The common people's love and hate are straightforward, and they don't care about the overall situation. They only know that the northern barbarians are the mortal enemies of Dafeng. Since the founding of the country for 600 years, There were constant wars, both large and small.

Let's not talk about the distant past. Just recently, a few months before and after the Chuzhou massacre, the northern barbarians kept harassing the border, burning, killing and looting.

The aristocracy had a higher vision, was more rational and objective, and the pro-war and wait-and-see ideas clashed fiercely, unlike the common people, who were almost unanimously opposed.

In fact, not only in the capital, but also when the court decided to send troops, it had already sent a report to each state. It didn't take too long for the local government to promote the main station idea and publicize it.

In such a hotly debated environment, a delegation from the north took an official ship and arrived at the Beijing dock along the canal.

This delegation of barbarians was composed of the elite of the twelve tribes of the barbarians. and the masters of the six tribes of the demons.

The two leaders were young men, one of whom had white hair and a handsome face, which was an outlier among the barbarians. He always had a smile on his face and his eyes were always squinting.

Pei Manxilou was the eldest son of the leader of the Baishou tribe among the twelve tribes of the barbarians.

The Baishou tribe was known for its wisdom and was considered an outlier among the barbarians, and Pei Manxilou was an outlier among the outliers.

He had a deep understanding of the Central Plains culture. When the barbarians plundered the border of Chuzhou, they robbed women and food. Only he did not want food or beauties, but only books.

He accepted all the Four Books and Five Classics, biographies of literati, and even some interesting stories without nutrition, and loved books like his life.

The other one is the princess of the Fox Tribe of the Demon Clan, Huang Xianer. She is wearing a northern-style leather dress that only reaches her knees, revealing two slender, straight legs.

The dress only covers the important parts, revealing her wheat-colored skin, round shoulders, and tight belly, revealing a wild beauty.

Her face is charming. Her every frown and smile reveals a seductive charm, which is exactly the opposite of her sexy and wild body, blending into a breathtaking beauty.

The women of the Fox Tribe of the Demon Clan are the most charming.

The two stood on the deck, looking at the Dafeng officers and soldiers waiting at the dock. Huang Xianer smiled and said, "Nerd, if we return empty-handed this time and can't get reinforcements, we will be miserable."

Pei Manxilou faced the river breeze and said calmly, "Whether reinforcements can be invited depends on how much we pay. "

He looked at the capital from afar, squinting his eyes and smiling:

"There is Yunlu Academy in the capital, an academy founded by the great disciple of the Confucian saint. Two hundred years ago, when Confucianism was at its most glorious, the four seas surrendered. Not to mention our God Clan, even the Western Buddhist Kingdom had to endure the Confucianists' inconsistency and move the inheritance from the Central Plains back to the Western Regions.

"There is the Imperial College in the capital. Although it does not cultivate the Confucian system, it is precisely because of this that scholars have more time and energy to explore their knowledge, astronomy, geography, scholars, farmers, merchants, etc., and they are involved in a lot of things. If the library of the Imperial College can be moved back to the north, I will never have to go south in my life.

"There is Wei Yuan in the capital, who is known as one of the few military masters in the six hundred years since the founding of Dafeng. In the sixth year of Yuanjing, General Dugu, who guarded the north, died. More than 100,000 cavalrymen of our God Clan went south to plunder. He only took three months to kill more than 100,000 cavalrymen and made them throw away their armor. Twenty years ago, in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, if he hadn't been there, the history of the entire Kyushu would have been rewritten.

"There is a supervisor in the capital, who has been overlooking the Central Plains for five hundred years. His mind is like the secrets of heaven, and it is unpredictable.

"There is a poet in the capital, who is known as the number one poet in the past two hundred years. Even in Dafeng two hundred years ago, it is difficult to find a second one.

"I have longed for the capital for a long time."

Pei Manxilou exhaled and said with a smile: "There are countless outstanding people in the capital. I am full of knowledge and finally have an opponent."

Nerd... Huang Xian'er pouted and smiled with seductive eyes: "It is your business to debate with scholars. The women of my fox tribe are only responsible for beating the men of Dafeng in bed."

There are fifty fox tribe beauties in the delegation, each of whom is outstanding in appearance and graceful in figure. Among them, three inner beauties are born Dinglu.

It is said that Emperor Yuan Jing practiced Taoism and longed for immortality. Although he has not been close to women for many years, he would not refuse the Dinglu that came to his door.

At this time, Huang Xian'er's eyes turned and she said in surprise: "Hey, what a handsome human boy."

A young man in a green official robe stood on the dock. He had fair skin, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. He was a very rare handsome man.

Pei Manxilou narrowed his eyes and said without emotion: "Qingpao Xichi, a seventh-rank official."

As the official ship docked, the demon barbarian delegation disembarked, and the handsome young man came up and said loudly: "This official Xu Xinnian, I am ordered to welcome the envoys."