Nightwatcher Chapter 203: Secret chat

Luo Yuheng needs a man who has luck and luck. She became a national teacher, but she has been reluctant to do both with Emperor Yuanjing...

The Daoist Jin Lian knows about my luck and luck. Dao Jin Lian asked Luo Yuheng for medicine many times and asked me to go by my name...

Before leaving Chuzhou, Luo Yuheng asked Chu Yuanzhen to give me a rune sword...

When Jianzhou was guarding the lotus seeds, Daoist Jin Lian forcibly gave me the amulet and asked me to call Luo Yuheng at a crisis, and she really came...

Various seemingly reasonable or unreasonable details flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind one by one.

If you want this, then my head will be bigger! There was a complicated look on his face.

"But I heard that the national teacher did not choose to study with Yuanjing."

Xu Qi'an calmed down and said in a chatty tone.

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

"Um...I don't know about that. I often persuade her to simply commit to Emperor Yuanjing. Choosing the emperor to be the Taoist companion is not wrong to her.

"But she seems to be dissatisfied with Emperor Yuan Jing, dissatisfied in all aspects, no, I can feel her dislike for Emperor Yuan Jing."

Disgusted in every aspect, not just because of lack of luck.........Xu Qi'an's eyes flashed and asked:

"A woman who cultivates as a national teacher should not be like an ordinary woman. She should pay attention to the red etiquette of the three obediences and four virtues."

The princess said with an "um": "Luo Yuheng will naturally not, but what is the relationship between the selection of Taoists and the red tape? The selection of Taoists is extremely prudent."

This Luo Yuheng is a shark.......... Xu Qi'an sank.

Shuang Xiu is the selection of Taoists. This shows that Luo Yuheng is cautious about the affairs of men and women. Therefore, after she inspected Emperor Yuan Jing, she was really just taking advantage of luck to suppress the fire, and she never thought about it. To double repair with him.

If my guess is true, Luo Yuheng is also investigating me.

Once she feels that she might as well try to double repair with me, it means she has to choose a Taoist companion.

Based on the aunt's importance to Daolu and her second-grade master status, as long as she chooses me, can the fish in my pond still survive?

If you are like this, my head suddenly won't rise again.........he complained.

Everything has pros and cons. The advantage is that I have one more hole card. In the future, as a last resort, I can sell myself to Luo Yuheng in exchange for rewards.

Of course, provided that she is more satisfied with me and put me at the top of the candidate list of Taoist couples.

Well, find a chance to test her.

"Why are you asking so clearly?" The princess asked suspiciously.

"Guo Shi is such an alluring beauty, if she can become her Taoist companion, it will be a blessing for eight lifetimes." Xu Qi'an pretended to be emotional.

"You don't have to dream anymore. With your little capital, how can Luo Yuheng look at you."

The response of the princess was unexpectedly big, a cynicism.

Then, she inadvertently touched the bodhi bracelet on her wrist, and said lightly: "Luo Yuheng's appearance is good, but it is too much to say that she is a country and a city."

After that, she lifted her chin and looked at Qi'an.

This posture is clearly saying "look at me, look at me" and "I am the number one beauty in Dafeng".

Xu Qi'an sneered disdainfully and said: "You go back to the house and look in the mirror."

The princess was furious and grabbed a pebble and hit him.

"Let's go, let's go, the national teacher is far behind you." Xu Qi'an said perfunctorily.

The princess was still not reconciled. She held the Bodhi bracelet, she had to show her true face to this kid and let him know whether it was Luo Yuhengmei or she was more beautiful.

"You can think about it. This is the capital city. If you take the string of hands, maybe the Sitianjian will bring officers and soldiers to arrest you tomorrow." Xu Qi'an threatened.

The princess was shocked.

The supervisor is the supervisor, and the Sitian Supervisor is the Sitian Supervisor. What the Supervisor knows, the Sitian Supervisor and other warlocks may not know. If they found the magnificent scenery of the princess, they might turn their heads and report it to the palace.

Although Xu Qi'an can stop him, he will also expose his private possession of the surviving King Huai.

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

In addition, there is a little secret that cannot be said. He is afraid to see the real face of the princess. The hidden woman is too dazzling, perfect and not like a human being.

Even in the face of a mediocre woman, Xu Qi'an can still feel that his affection for her is increasing day by day. If he sees that stunning beauty again, Xu Qi'an cannot guarantee that he will not do anything to her tonight.

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

Although Xu Qi'an's admiration of Luo Yuheng made Dafeng the first beauty uncomfortable, in general, she had a very happy life today.

So early the next morning, before Xu Qian left, she gave Xu Qian something to eat.

............

"It's sticky and mushy, obviously overcooked. The princess is really unpalatable underneath. With so much chicken essence, is it going to kill me... let her **** craft someday, Study hard."

Xu Qi'an spit out and entered the hook, changed his appearance, changed his clothes, and returned home.

After two hours of cultivating, he rode on the little mare and went to a high-end hook fence.

Waiting for a long time in the familiar box, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao arrived late, dressed in the uniforms of the watchman, tied a gong, and carried a saber.

Because they wanted to discuss business matters, 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 for you to investigate." Xu Qi'an kicked Song Tingfeng.

"Last night, a group of guys in black robes entered the inner city through the gate of the southern city. They also warned the guards not to leak out. Oh, the Yankees from Chuzhou didn’t even know that the capital was Whose site. I spent a penny and asked for information from the soldiers on duty last night."

Song Tingfeng drank a sip of wine, and said, "They didn't enter the imperial city. They disappeared after entering the inner city. I asked the silver gongs who patrolled the imperial city to inquire about it this morning. I saw the group of spies entering the imperial city."

Did not enter the imperial city?

Hengyuan was imprisoned somewhere in the inner city? No, it's also possible that they were sent into the imperial city or even the imperial palace through secret channels, just like Bo Ping Yuan secretly sent the abducted population into the imperial city.

"The chief Taoist said that Master Hengyuan will not be in danger in the short term, and the time left for us should be quite ample and we should not be too anxious. If Hengyuan is brought into the palace, then we must rescue him at the same time. Emperor Yuanjing broke.

"If this is the case, I have to leave a way out in advance, and be prepared, not to save people in a hurry..."

While thoughts flickered, Xu Qi'an said: "Notify the brothers who patrolled the street, if you find something abnormal in the inner city, if you see an agent wearing a black robe and a mask, you must notify me in time."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded, "Yes".

Song Tingfeng said suddenly: "By the way, I heard that in three days, the delegation of the northern monsters will enter Beijing."

The demon mission to Beijing? The two demons and men have just joined forces to break the city of Chuzhou, how long has it passed since they dare to enter Beijing? Xu Qi'an frowned:

"I haven't heard of this."

Song Tingfeng said "Hey": "Your Majesty held a small court meeting yesterday to discuss the matter secretly. Jiang Jinluo revealed this when he took us to the Jiaofang Division for a drink last night."

I know the war in the north. According to the lag in the transmission of information, the war in the north should have started long ago, but even so, the northern monsters sent a delegation to Beijing, which is enough to show that the war is not good... .... Xu Qi'an groaned:

"The demons and savage families are too unhelpful, have you asked for help so soon?"

The Northern Demon, Dafeng, and Witch God Sect have a balance of checks and balances.

Song Tingfeng said: "The cavalry of Yasukuni is the best in Kyushu. Before the battle of Shanhaiguan, the cavalry of the barbarian was able to compete with the cavalry of Yasukuni. After the battle of Shanhaiguan, the strong barbarian was killed and wounded, and now the cavalry of the Yasukuni is the leader in Kyushu.

"I don't think the war in the north will last too long. The northern barbarians will not survive this year."

Zhu Guangxiao added: "After the death of Geely, there is only one candle nine between the two demons and brutes, and the Witch God Sect has no shortage of high-grade powerhouses. Moreover, the battlefield is the home of wizards, and the Witch God Sect's ability to control corpse soldiers is extremely terrifying."

Zhu Jiu experienced a battle in Chuzhou City and was seriously injured. It is reasonable to think so... Xu Qi'an nodded.

Zhu Guangxiao sighed: "Compared with the declining national power of Dafeng, the Three Kingdoms under the rule of the Wizarding Sect is thriving. If it weren't for Wei Gong..."

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng are fighting guards and supervising hundreds of officials. They have good vision and can clearly detect the weakening of Dafeng’s national power.

One year is worse than one year.

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

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao each picked a delicate woman, put them in the house with their arms around and worked hard.

Xu Qi'an sits at the table alone, drinking wine in silence, looking down at the opera in the lobby without expression.

............

At night, Xu Erlang's study.

Xu Qi'an was holding the tea cup and after listening to Xu Erlang's chanting, he frowned and said, "Only so much?"

"Recently, there have been a lot of things in the Imperial Academy. The imperial court wants to revise the military books. I don't have much time to recite the records of the first emperor's life." Xu Erlang explained helplessly.

"Repair books?"

"It is customary to revise military books during wars." Xu Erlang took a sip of tea and said:

"Let me tell you one thing. Three days later, the mission of the Northern Monster Man is about to enter Beijing. The war in the North is in full swing. Not surprisingly, the court will send troops to support the Monster Man.

"In fact, as early as when the information came from Chuzhou, the imperial court made this decision, but it still needs to be brewed. Heh, to put it bluntly, it is to encourage people. Tomorrow, the Imperial College will hold a cultural conference in the imperial city, the purpose is to spread the main station Thought."

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

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

Whenever wars are involved in mobilization, this has been a customary method since ancient times. We must tell the people why we are fighting and what is the meaning of fighting.

Of course, in this era, it is not ordinary people that the court wants to mobilize, but the literati class.

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

"Yes!"

Xu Qi'an gave a positive answer, saying:

"It can be seen from this living record that the emperor did not frequently ask Renzong on the law of longevity, but not a lot. This shows that he has certain illusions about longevity.

"But for some reason, he has no necessary illusions about Changsheng. I have not seen the first emperor's idea of ​​cultivating Taoism for the time being."

"The first emperor didn't cultivate the Tao." After Xu Erlang finished speaking, he frowned and said, "For some reason?"

Xiandi is a wise man, knowing his own weight...Xu Qi'an smiled, did not explain, and said instead:

"The Emperor Xian did not repair the aisles until his death, but he did have illusions about the Taoism. I guess it may be that the Emperor Xian influenced Emperor Yuanjing. You continue to read the daily record and write it down as soon as possible."

The next day, the torrential rain was falling, and the wind rolled up the rain foam, which was a bit cool.

Rain water flows along the eaves, forming a curtain of water droplets.

Summer gradually came to an end, and the young crops in the fields showed signs of yellowing.

Xue Mu today, standing under the eaves, Xu Erlang said with emotion: "It seems that Wenhui will not be able to go."

Xu Qi'an walked out of the room, looked at the rain side by side with him, and smiled: "I think so too, so Erlang, borrow your official card to use it."

Across from the two brothers is the East Wing. Xu Lingyin stood under the eaves, waving a branch, and constantly "cutting" the curtain of water droplets under the eaves.

Her shoes and trousers were all wet by rain.

At this point, Lina was still asleep, Li Miaozhen was meditating in the room, and Xu Ershu was on duty in mourning.

Xu Qi'an has something to do today. He is going to Lingbaoguan to do two things. One is to 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. The raindrops burst on the roof of the carriage, crackling.

Da Tsing Yi opened the car window and watched the rain silently, blurring the world.

At one point, the rain seemed to freeze, like an illusion.

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

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

Wei Yuan still looked at the rain curtain, and said lightly: "The rain scene of Qingyun Mountain, is it not as good as mine?"

The director Zhao Shou who appeared silently~IndoMTL.com~ has a serious face: "After the battle of Shanhaiguan, Dafeng should have flourished, but because, because..."

Zhao Shou tried to speak several times, but found that he couldn't remember.

"Because of the changes during the period, at the end of the year of Jingcha, the sculpture in Jiyuan cracked, and the same was true for the one in the northeast. In the end, you only won 20 for the human race. Years are only a matter of years. Over the years, I have been thinking that if the supervisor did not stand idly by, the outcome would be different."

Wei Yuan still has no expression, and his tone is flat: "It is in people and things in the sky. Anything in this world will not follow your Zhao Shou's will, nor will it follow my will. The supervisor is with you and me. , I’m not all along."

Zhao Shou nodded and said: "Gu **** is an ancient **** and demon, but it is also rootless duckweed, but the witch **** is different. He rules the northeast and rules millions of living creatures. The luck of the human race is at least three One part.

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

Wei Yuan sighed: "I'm here to block, I started to make arrangements 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 let go of the horse's rein, pushed the car door, and said: "Foster father, here it is."

He surveyed the carriage, and there was no one else except Wei Yuan. But when he was driving, the martial artist's instinct caught a trace of anomaly, which was fleeting.

Nangong Qianrou opened a big umbrella and led Wei Yuan out of the car, the rain crackling on the oil paper umbrella.

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

He held an umbrella and entered the palace alone, Tsing Yi swinging in the wind and rain, as if alone, facing the violent storms of the world.