Let's talk well without pretending to be X? Just now, I had more than 200 chances to get you from here into the thatched hut of Kunning Palace, Huang Sang.
Huang Sang said: "You have enough internal strength, you are worthy of being an authentic disciple of a famous school. It's just that your martial arts are too poor, and you have almost no enthusiasm. This is the same as what Yiren said. You are quick-witted, and your reaction is not slow. As long as you are willing to work hard, I promise. There is a place for you in the Qianlong Seventeen."
I shrugged my neck in agreement: "The villain is lazy by nature, and has no patience to learn martial arts. I'm afraid that he won't be able to become a talent and waste the emperor's heart."
Huang Sang avoided talking: "Are you from Daluo Mountain?"
"Uh, yes."
Huang Sang nodded: "You don't really look like the person I thought, but very much like one of your people. You can probably guess it."
"Could it be that the emperor said..."
"Your head, the language of the country - Minghua language."
I knew it!
I don't understand why, but when the seniors see me, they always say that I look like my master. Where are we like! My master likes to go shopping in the garden to pick up girls, and I like to eat pears and eat elbows. "Maybe this is the special character of your Luoshan people, and I don't blame you. I called you here today because there is one thing I want you to do. You You have to do your best."
Huang Sang's eyes became serious: "Do you know the Shenyue Sect?"
Ok
I feel like this topic is going against me... but it's even weirder if I say I haven't heard it. A decent disciple of a famous school is a mortal enemy of the Demon Sect.
"Back to Huangsang, that's the Demon Sect."
"Yes, you may have heard the legend of the Demon Sect's Sanctuary."
This is really bad for me! !
"Listen... heard."
"That's easy."
Huang Sang nodded, his face darkened slightly, and then with a very mysterious look, he lowered his voice and said, "I have a big secret that I want to tell you. Not many people know this secret, you need to keep it secret, if it spreads Go out, I want your head to fall."
"Oh, oh! Yes!"
"Okay, I won't lie to you anymore. The Orange King rebelled last month, and the killer he invited was extremely powerful. There was no defense in the imperial city, and no one could match the killer. The princess was almost killed by the killer. Fortunately, it was a critical moment. , someone appeared to rescue him, not only defeated the killer, but also saved me and the ministers, and also saved the dying princess red makeup."
I nodded blankly: "Oh..."
"That person is the Sanctuary of the Demon Sect!"
The emperor slapped his thigh remorsefully: "Unfortunately, I was plotted against me at that time, and my martial arts was not long after I recovered. Otherwise, how would this job be done to that kid. It's a pity that he did it. Hong’er, she… Since then, she has been thinking about this person.”
I exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! Princess, she... likes me, our nemesis Sanshenzun?"
"That's right. You also know that the Demon Sect is the mortal enemy of the imperial court, and there is absolutely no way to reconcile it. Moreover, I have already decided that Hong'er must marry a righteous hero's son. Hong'er's wishful thinking can only be wishful thinking."
I nodded: "So the emperor wants me to find a way to make the princess forget him?"
"No, just the opposite." Huang Sang thought for a while before saying, "I want you to find this scattered god for me."
I was taken aback, and Huang Sang continued: "Hong'er misses him every day, and never forgets it. I know this daughter's temper, it's okay to not think about it, but I'm most afraid that she will not get what she wants, and eventually it will develop into a deep love. It will make her unhappy all her life. Is it what I wish in my heart?"
Huang Sang's caring father's appearance: "So I want you to find out the whereabouts of the Sanshen Venerable even the slightest bit. I know that you are proficient in the Jianghu doorway, and you have some methods. I have heard about the black and white things in Daluo Mountain. I don't limit what method you use, you try your best to find him for me. Arranging for him to meet Hong'er and get a little understanding of lovesickness can be considered as compensation for Hong'er's failure to achieve a good relationship."
The emperor's hand clapped heavily on my shoulder, and his eyes were full of hope and hope.
I repeated blankly: "You want me to... go find the Sanshen Venerable?"
I patted the emperor's big hand, nodded vigorously, and returned a firm look.
"Your Majesty, good eyesight!"
The ruler and the minister looked at each other without saying anything.
After a long time, Huang Sang smiled.
"You are very good, much better than the old and unscrupulous head of yours." Just when I was excited for this compliment, Huang Sang said with a sigh of relief: "I thought you would ask for any reward. You know Daluo Shanyi The pulse is full of money fans."
What the hell! I forgot! !
I am heartbroken! With great difficulty, a real dragon and emperor swam to my vicinity to kill me. I was patronizing about the relationship between father and daughter, and I forgot about the business. Strange, their father-daughter relationship has nothing to do with me!
"Besides, it's not true. It wasn't necessary before, but now there is another tricky matter that I need to discuss with you."
"Oh?"
Huang Sang then briefly contracted Jin Yinzong and Huang Sang to marry him, and Jin Wangsun told me about his plea in the palace today. So that's the case, I said why the new head of Jinyinzong entered Beijing this time, and the city was full of troubles before people arrived. It turned out that he wanted to increase his power. Was he a little powerful when he was courting
Then Huang Sang also told me his plan.
"Originally, I had no idea, but when I saw you just now, I remembered it, the imperial competition!"
"Oh?" I rolled my eyes, and suddenly understood what the emperor meant, and laughed shyly: "Huang Sang, your trick is too bad!"
Huang Sang clasped his fists and said, "Hahahaha. I don't dare to dare to take it."
What Huang Sang meant couldn't be clearer. During the competition in front of the imperial court, it was agreed that whoever won the princess would marry whom.
I lost to Fuxiang in that match so I retired. But there are still a lot of people who have not returned.
There are still a few of these people on the Golden Palace, including Tang Ye and Su Xiao. Huang Sang wanted to use these as shields to block Jin Wangsun's sharp knife.
Oops!
Congratulations to the two concubines, the excitement will be so beautiful later. I need to take a good look!
Chapter 18 One king, one minister, one gold jar
I understand Hwang Sang's thoughts, it's not that he is completely uninterested in Jin Wangsun.
In fact, based on Jin Wangsun's origin, and his family's relationship with Huang Sang back then, Huang Sang could accept him as his son-in-law. It's just that his reputation is not very good, and the monks and ghosts hate him on the way to Beijing. Huang Sang knew that Princess Hongzhuang hated evil and was afraid that the two would not bite the strings.
Therefore, Huang Sang wanted the winners of the imperial contest to be a touchstone to see if they could test out the true character of King Jin. If Jin Wangsun was easily prevented from coming to power by Tang Ye and others, then he would naturally be delusional. If he could pass the test, Huang Sang would also consider marrying his daughter to him.
I chatted with Huang Sang for a long time, and finally followed Huang Sang back to the Golden Palace with the guards in front and back.
The Queen Mother seemed to be not interested in the affairs of the palace, and had already left first.
The ministers saw that the emperor and I were smiling slyly in front of each other, and walked in one after another, with the appearance of being completely confused and slandering ministers. Many ministers were unhappy.
A man who was called Zhang Shangshu stared at me and muttered, "What kind of tricks does he have? How did he become acquainted with the emperor in just a while?"
Another minister looked vigilant: "The skill of flattering is so superb, the future generations are terrifying."