The eunuch's face was so gloomy that he might have wanted to end it personally if the other party's background had not been underestimated.
Zhao Qian's expression changed slightly, and then he laughed loudly: But he was blind and misjudged Su Shaoxia's strength. The sea water is immeasurable.
His attitude was sincere and his words were humble, and he did not get angry when Meng Qi laughed at him in person.
Meng Qi, who really has a Buddhist mentality, was slightly startled, put away his jealous mood, and said with a smile: Your Highness, fate brings us together and fate separates us. Since we have already competed, please forgive me for saying goodbye.
Zhao Qian smiled and nodded, without the frustration of failure: Please do it.
Meng Qi did not hesitate, and he and Jiang Zhiwei passed the pavilion hand in hand and continued to climb up. Zhao Qian was indeed a trustworthy person and did not send anyone to stop him.
After walking for a while, Meng Qi looked back and saw Zhao Qian still standing with his hands behind his hands in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, looking at where the clouds were rising. He didn't know why he was so fascinated.
Why did King Liang openly tell his inner ambitions without fear of causing endless trouble? Meng Qi frowned slightly and asked subconsciously.
Whether you believe in Buddhism or uphold Taoism, as long as you don't go out of line, it is not a big deal for the prince. If you contact various Buddhist sects and want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth to wipe out injustice and save the world, then it is equivalent to annihilating yourself. If other sects and most aristocratic families are exposed, they will have many enemies and few friends, and it will be almost impossible to inherit the great treasure.
Even if you have this ambition, you should be low-key and cautious, not reveal the true purpose, pull one faction to fight another, wait until the situation is established, and then swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
What Zhao Qian said just now was supposed to be a secret among secrets, but he said it calmly, as if he didn't care if the two of him were leaked.
Jiang Zhiwei pondered: Maybe someone has exposed this secret long ago and made it known to all the gods. Otherwise, why would he go to Yingcheng to do this
Maybe Meng Qi said casually because he was confident.
The two did not get entangled on this issue. Anyway, with their own strength, it was best not to get involved in the internal struggle within the royal family, and to stay as far away as possible.
Continue to climb higher and reach Wuxin Temple. But Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei didn't stop and kept going up. They planned to reach the top of the mountain, look over Ying City, and then go down the mountain to have a rest in Wo Xin Guan.
Yanyu Mountain is not very high. Compared with Huanzhou, which is full of mountains and ridges, it can only be regarded as a higher hill. But the scenery is beautiful, even in winter. The mountains are not lonely, with green dotted with withered yellow, and shallow streams flowing slowly. When we reach the top of the mountain, looking down from a distance, Ying City unfolds like a scroll, three vertically and four horizontally, with dense waterways and dotted sails. The stone bridges are like lines, the mountains spread like dragons, and the lakes across the lake are as deep as pupils.
For some reason, when Meng Qi saw this layout, four words suddenly popped up in his mind: Tiger perched on dragon's plate.
Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have the same feeling, and breathed out lightly: It is indeed the place where the emperor used to be.
Meng Qi, where the emperor was, looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a blank expression.
Jiang Zhi smiled slightly: Don't you know that Yingcheng is the former capital of the dynasty
Ah Meng Qi's face turned slightly red, wanting to express that he had failed in the history of this world.
He only searched and inquired about relevant history when needed. I have never studied systematically, and my understanding of ancient times is better than that of previous dynasties.
Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi had not stayed in Shaolin for long, and had at most learned Sanskrit. He had not yet had a rough understanding of history, so he said with a smile: The human race originated from Jiangdong, and the Longtai where the emperor of the past forged swords was in Jiangdong. To inherit this good fortune, several dynasties set their capital in Jiangdong.
In the previous dynasty, the name of the country was Kang, and Dingding Ying City was established. Several generations of Dharmakayas were produced, which suppressed the Wang family in Jiangdong and kept a low profile. However, the way of heaven is reincarnated, and if there is good fortune, there will be decline. In the last years of the Han Dynasty, both emperors of the Han family acted in a rebellious manner, which angered most of the aristocratic families and led to wars everywhere.
At that time, the Zhao family in the divine capital had a deep foundation and many strong opponents. After many undercurrents, someone finally obtained the Dharmakaya, stood out from the family, and became the leader of the Fakang Alliance. Later, they were unwilling to leave their hometown and established the divine capital of Ding, destroying most of Ying City. layout.
So Meng Qi finally figured out what was going on. When he looked at Ying City again, he felt a bit heavy and vicissitudes of life.
It was just after noon after viewing the scenery. The two of them descended from the peak and went to the quiet and secluded place to watch.
This Taoist temple is not big, with only three entrances. The Taoist priest at the door lazily leaned against the wall and basked in the sun. He ignored Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei's approach and watched them enter the Taoist temple.
These Taoist priests are really lazy. Along the way, due to the warm winter sun, the people he met inside and outside the Taoist temple were all lazy, sitting or lying down, and some were even fast asleep. Meng Qi couldn't help laughing and scolding, there was not even a guest.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano was loud and loud, coming from the side courtyard, like flowing water from the mountains, as clear as the heart.
Meng Qi thought it sounded familiar, but she was definitely not a snack foodie. She couldn't possibly fall short of her standards.
He and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other. Perhaps they were infected by the lazy Taoist priests and had a leisurely and inquiring mind. They turned to the side courtyard and saw a young man in white through the half-open door.
He was as beautiful as a woman, spotless, sitting upright on a stone bench, playing the piano with both hands, showing his elegance. There was a maid standing behind him. When he saw Meng Qi, she glared at him fiercely and warned him not to Make the young master cough again
This person is none other than the eldest son of the King of All Countries.
The sound of the piano was playing. Wang Siyuan stopped his hands and coughed lightly. Compared to last time, his body seemed less weak, but the sense of unity between heaven and man disappeared completely. He sat there quietly, as if he had been forgotten by the world.
One who escaped
It was rumored that Prince Wang would arrive in two days. Unexpectedly, he had already checked into Woxinguan, and the result was not as expected. Meng Qi, who had no bones in his body, sat down opposite Wang Siyuan, not treating himself as a guest at all.
Jiang Zhi smiled and shook her head, but also sat down.
Wang Siyuan smiled lightly: "It's a unique experience to lie down and look down at the turbulent undercurrents of Ying City."
He didn't answer the question.
Where did the undercurrent come from? Meng Qi asked casually as if the other person was a blind man telling fortunes.
To be honest, when meeting people who seemed to have everything under their control, Meng Qi wanted to beat them up.
Didn't you encounter Wang Siyuan using his wits
Jiang Zhiwei did not talk to him in the mist, but said straightforwardly: Zhao Qian and Zhao Yi came to Yingcheng not just to recruit people and watch Xingyun's banquet.
But they have to pretend to be polite and virtuous corporals to recruit people. Su Meng's identity and background may not be clear to others. If the dignitaries in the capital have intentions, it is not difficult to know, so they have to make some gestures to win over the Su family. Also shows good Xuanbei. Wang Siyuan looked at Meng Qi with a half-smile.
It was the first time for Jiang Zhiwei of the Su family to know Meng Qi's life experience, but she was only slightly surprised and quickly calmed down. Her friendship with the young monk had nothing to do with anything else.
So what do they want to do? Meng Qi's mouth twitched a few times, but he never thought that his life experience could be hidden from Wang Siyuan and others. After all, the master's goal was too big and everyone knew it. As for the Su family's affairs, it is very important to the aristocratic family. He must have heard something, so he didn't answer the question to see if he could get more information from Wang Dashun's mouth.
Ahem, Wang Siyuan lightened his throat and said funnyly: If I knew better, why would I watch quietly
What they want is nothing more than fighting for power and coveting the throne. Follow this clue and think about it. After some calculations, combined with hundreds of years of rumors about Yingcheng, we can still find the direction. Phew, the smell of stone-ground tofu pudding, you two should have lunch together.
He is not alone at this moment, he has inherited all the characteristics of Sai Hanxian. He spoke vaguely, arousing people's curiosity, but did not continue.
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, they really didn't know what the Yingcheng rumors were.
Wang Siyuan's cough worsened after drinking Tiehua tea and eating Bean curd made by lying on the heart. The maid served the guests tea with a straight face.
The Mi family must be aware of the rumors in Yingcheng. It's still early in the morning. Why don't we go to the Mi family to find Brother Wang and go down the mountain? Meng Qi said to Jiang Zhiwei.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and transmitted the message into the secret passage: Later, the uncle in charge of Jiangdong may arrive, and I have to go back to Jiange to wait.
Meng Qi felt happy. Another strong reinforcement arrived, and he nodded and said, "In that case, I will go to Mi's house myself."
After crossing Tianxiu River, the two of them went their separate ways. As soon as Meng Qi arrived at the door of Mi's house, he saw Mi Zijing, Bai Wenyuan and Wang Zai coming out hand in hand.
Wang Zai looked slightly bitter, his expression was stiff, and he was a little reluctant, while Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were happy and eager to try.
Where did the brothers go to see this situation? Meng Qi asked amusedly.
Mi Zijing lost his delicate and calm look, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately lowered his voice instead of transmitting the sound into the secret: Xiuyue Pavilion.
Xiuyue Pavilion Meng Qi looked confused.
Haha, I didn’t expect that Su Meng, the mad swordsman, was still a young man, and even Xiuyue Pavilion didn’t know about it. Bai Wenyuan's rough face was full of smiles.
I went to a brothel. Even if Meng Qi had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs walking. When he saw their expressions, he immediately understood.
Mi Zijing chuckled and said: "Thanks to Brother Wang Zai for being upright and accompanying him, my father allowed us to go. Mr. Su, are you coming together? Xiuyue Pavilion is the top place on the Tianxiu River. The girls are all good at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting." It doesn't make sense, I guarantee that you will be attracted by sex after just one look.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a stunning beauty. Meng Qi secretly despised her. Although she was quite repelled by brothels, she thought of asking about the rumors in Yingcheng, so she nodded in agreement and prepared to tell the story. Who can take a fancy to the women in the brothels
Alas, Brother Su Xian, Brother Yu is really not very affectionate. If word spreads, his face will be ruined. Wang Zai sighed when he heard the secret message.
It is also a beautiful thing to enter the flowers without being dyed. Meng Qi comforted.
Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were in high spirits and walked very fast. They soon arrived at Tianxiu River and boarded the boat where Xiuyue Pavilion was located.
Seeing the arrival of Mr. Mi and the Bai family, the old bustard smiled so fine lines bloomed on his face that it looked like a chrysanthemum: Ouch, these two young masters really don't come here very often. Hurry, call Nian Feng Nian Xue and the four sisters down.
As she spoke, she led Meng Qi and others into the private room on the third floor of the building.
The two young masters didn't know what to call the old bustard. Seeing that Meng Qi and Wang Zai also had extraordinary temperaments, they asked.
Wang Zai was immediately speechless and blushing. He was embarrassed to leave his name in a place like this.
Mi Zijing laughed loudly, waved his sleeves and robe, and helped Wang Zai out of trouble: quickly call the girl, why are you asking so many questions
Mr. Mi spoke, but the madam didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurried out to urge the girl.
The most famous oiran in Xiuyue Pavilion is Nian Xue. Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is elegant, gentle, knowledgeable, and good at playing the piano and painting. She looks like an outstanding young lady from aristocratic families. She is not in her eyes at all for ordinary people. Before the beauty could reach her, Bai Wenyuan had an expression that seemed to be seductive.
Being in the brothel, Meng Qi felt uncomfortable all over, but when he saw that Wang Zai was more uncomfortable than himself, he immediately felt gloating and forgot about his embarrassment.
After chatting for a few words, before Meng Qi had time to ask, four pink-haired people arrived hand in hand. Some were as beautiful as pictures, some were delicate and generous, some were delicate and elegant, and some had eyebrows and phoenix eyes.
Mi Zijing smiled and said: If we choose, it will be easy to snatch and ruin the friendship. Let the four girls choose each one.
As soon as he finished speaking, the elegant and gentle Nian Xue walked out and walked up to Meng Qi's side: "Please have mercy, Master."
Oh, it's true that my sister loves to be pretty. Bai Wenyuan winked at Meng Qi. Because they went to a brothel together, they seemed to have become much closer.
Meng Qi was quite smug. This was normal pride. He looked at Nian Xue sitting down and chuckled: I don’t know why Miss Nian Xue picked me.
Nian Xue smiled without saying a word and leaned over. Meng Qi tensed up to prevent her from plotting against him.
When he got close to Meng Qi's ear, Nianxue's voice was low and gentle:
father
Meng Qi's expression was dull and he didn't know what year it was.
Nian Xue smiled and said: Just now a girl asked the little girl to call her that, and then told the young master exactly what she asked.
Damn it, Gu Xiaosang, it's a good thing I didn't have any ambitions, otherwise being called out like that might have left me with a lifelong hidden disease. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.
: This chapter has nearly 3,700 words, which is quite a lot. I’m sorry for the delay.