The court meeting, which had been joyous for several days, was turned pale by Cui Wenjing's arrival and just two words.
Not only is Cui Wenjing himself extremely influential in the court, and has made extremely important contributions to the establishment of the New Han Dynasty and the implementation of the New Deal, his attitude must be appeased, otherwise it will inevitably chill the hearts of the people. But also because... The missing Cui Yuanyang is the wife of King Zhao.
They had known each other since Zhao Changhe left Beimang, and they had traveled thousands of miles to escort Cui Yuanyang back home, and this story became a legend. Although Zhao Changhe was busy with military affairs and Cui Yuanyang was young, the time they spent together was always short, but she had been devoted to him since she was a pre-teen girl, and she could not imagine how heartbroken Zhao Changhe would be when she heard the news of Cui Yuanyang's disappearance.
Xia Chichi must show utmost importance, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be seen as being jealous and not caring about Cui Yuanyang's life or death.
She immediately dismissed the court and had a secret discussion with Cui Wenjing and Tang Wanzhuang.
"Changhe said before that the four mountain and river swords, Qinghe, Langya, etc., were created by the ancient demon god Piaomiao. She is the manifestation of the mountain and river energy, and can be roughly regarded as the spirit of this human world. The mountain and river energy is ethereal, so it is named Piaomiao." Xia Chichi looked solemn and whispered: "If Yangyang inherited the Qinghe Sword and was invaded by the sword spirit, it can be understood, but Piaomiao..."
Cui Wenjing said, "I've been thinking about this myself. It's possible that Yangyang's cultivation was insufficient, so her soul and sword spirit were mixed up. After all, the book of chaotic times contains both Piaomiao and Yangyang's names, so it should belong to two people. And if Piaomiao took over Yangyang's body, then Yangyang is dead, so she should be removed from the list."
Tang Wanzhuang said, "The Book of Troubled Times is a manifestation of Heaven's will. Since Yangyang's name is still on the list, at least the worst has not happened yet. Marquis Ji, please rest assured. We will definitely treat this matter as a top priority. I have just ordered someone to fly to Mobei at the fastest speed to deliver a letter to Changhe."
The three of them discussed for a while, but it was clear that they were missing some information and could not come to a conclusion. Xia Chichi had read through all the Four Symbols Sect's books and did not mention Piaomiao much. Tang Wanzhuang could recite almost all the royal collection books, but she did not learn much more than Xia Chichi. In the end, they could not make a hasty judgment and could only comfort each other.
Xia Chichi said: "I have some clues about those two so-called similar demon gods... One of them is most likely Jiuyou."
Cui Wenjing frowned tightly: "The second demon god... Ye Jiuyou?"
"Yes. It is recorded in my Four Symbols Classics, and it matches Huang Yang. Huang Yang and demon gods such as Anmie Yin Kui should all be direct subordinates of Jiuyou, or the kind that were subdued by Jiuyou at the end of the world. Their attributes are very compatible. As for the other one, I am not sure now. Personally, I estimate that it may be Ye Di..."
Cui Wenjing twitched his lips, somewhat understanding the feeling his son had when he wanted to swear.
Holy shit, it's already troublesome that he's the Ancient Demon God, and he's the Second Demon God, plus the Night Emperor, it's most likely an "unknown existence", the First Demon God,
That is to say, the strongest people in heaven and earth, the first and the second, two.
Beat your mother
Is this much different from being an enemy of Heaven
I just dote on my daughter, even though I spoil her a little bit. Do you have to punish her like this
Cui Wenjing has been rampant in the world for so many years, and even though he was seriously injured at that time, he did not feel as powerless as he does now. The opponent is a bit too outrageous. Who in this world can solve it
He was powerless, and Xia Chichi was equally worried. If it was really the Night Emperor, then their Four Symbols Sect would be in big trouble. It would not just be Yangyang's problem.
Tang Wanzhuang asked, "Does Marquis Ji know where Yangyang went?"
"The direction is west. I can't hear their conversation and can't tell exactly where it is."
Xia Chichi said decisively: "The Venerable is already on the way back. When the army returns, we will gather our elite troops and attack Guanlong directly."
This means that "going west" should be treated as going to Chang'an. Anyway, no matter whether it is true or not, it is always right to directly destroy Guanlong.
Tang Wanzhuang was about to say something but stopped herself. Instead, Cui Wenjing came to his senses, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The army has just returned from the expedition. It is reasonable to let the soldiers and civilians rest. Previously, the food and grass were also plundered from all over the country and cannot be moved. Such excessive military spending is not good for the country. Cui does not want Yangyang to be cursed by the world."
Tang Wanzhuang also said: "This is a matter of the devil, not the world's business. Even if Chang'an is destroyed, it will not help. Especially Jiuyou or... Yedi, they are different from Changshengtian who need qi and meridians to believe in. Attacking Chang'an will not affect them."
Xia Chichi pursed his lips and muttered, "Are we just going to wait for Changhe to come back... I'm afraid he'll scold me. He went through life and death in the desert, and something went wrong in our rear, but we didn't even have any remedial measures. We had to wait for him to come back..."
"It's not your Majesty's fault." Cui Wenjing said calmly: "I came here not to force your Majesty to do anything, but just to inform your Majesty of the situation, make all possible preparations, and send more people to find out the news. After all, we are powerless in the matter of the demon god. I am counting on my son-in-law for help, so what? Should he care about his own wife?"
In front of the son-in-law's other two wives, these words made the two women blush a little. The three of them looked at each other for a while, as if they had just realized their relationship. Cui Wenjing coughed twice and stood up: "I will stay in the capital for the next few days. We will discuss it when he comes back."
After saying that, he said goodbye and left.
Xia Chichi and Tang Wanzhuang stared at each other for a long while, and they could see the anger in each other's eyes. Cui Wenjing obviously held back his last words, and with the look in his eyes that looked at his daughter as if she was a vixen, it was clear that he was waiting in the capital for Zhao Changhe to come back, just to remind him that his father-in-law was here, and he should not linger with his emperor and prime minister and forget about his daughter.
Xia Chichi muttered: "I thought I could live peacefully with him for two years... I could even have a prince... Who would have thought..."
"Cui Wenjing has grown old, especially after he was seriously injured last time, his spirit is indeed not as strong as it used to be." Tang Wanzhuang made an irrelevant comment and did not respond to Xia Chichi's topic, but she was actually sighing in her heart.
Changhe these past few years... Everyone said he cultivated quickly, but it was always like this, working non-stop, and all the time for enjoyment and rest was so luxurious. Looking back now, when he could rest, it was almost always to heal his injuries.
But she had forgotten that she was almost the same. Not to mention it before, her injuries from the Battle of Yanmen had not healed yet.
After discussing some domestic affairs with Xia Chichi, Tang Wanzhuang returned to the Xiangfu with a lot on her mind. Baoqin prepared some hot tea and waited for her to come back. Seeing her coming back, she hurried over to help take off her cloak: "Why did you look so happy and smiling a few days ago, but now you look so sad again?"
Tang Wanzhuang pinched her cheeks: "Nothing."
You secretly thought that your expectations of a man would probably be dashed this time... Fortunately, he kissed you last time, which made you feel at ease, otherwise you don’t know how disappointed you would be now.
Baoqin handed over a pill: "Today's pill... Why is your injury healing so slowly?"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "It's only been a short time. The previous injuries took several years to heal. This time it's much better. Your Majesty's Qinglong Merit also has the Rejuvenation Secret. With your Majesty's help, there are only some parts that haven't healed completely. I couldn't imagine it before..."
"They all have the Rejuvenation Technique, so why is it that he has such a good effect when he uses it? His cultivation at that time was not as high as your Majesty's now, and his understanding of the Rejuvenation Technique may not be as good as your Majesty's now."
Tang Wanzhuang drank her tea, her eyes drifting to the top of the wall: "He can practice dual cultivation, how can His Majesty and I practice?"
"Oh~ I thought the Prime Minister, who has served two dynasties, must have cultivated himself at home..." A voice that was very familiar to both the master and the servant came from the top of the wall, teasing: "So the pure and chaste Master Tang talks about this kind of topic with his maid at home..."
Tang Wanzhuang was not surprised but happy: "You're back? So soon! Then he, he..." "He hasn't come back, he's recuperating~ from his injuries~" Huangfu Qing dragged out the word 'recuperating', and in line with the topic just now between the master and servant, it was obvious how the injury was being recuperated.
Tang Wanzhuang looked obviously disappointed. The joy she felt when her backbone returned turned into a hideous fool.
The two sides didn't connect, Huangfu Qing thought she really wanted a man, and seeing her like that made him even happier: "Are you itchy? You really want a man to heal you..."
Tang Wanzhuang rolled her eyes and continued drinking her tea, not bothering to pay attention to her. She could just leave it alone for such a small matter.
Baoqin seamlessly connected: "Then why did the Queen Mother come back? Is it because others don't like you to recuperate together?"
"You..." Huangfu Qing, who clearly had the upper hand, was almost choked by these words.
After stroking her hair for a long time, she managed to put on a smiling face, jumped down from the wall and said with a smile, "I have always been with him. We have traveled together and slept together since we went to the frontier. We hugged each other for warmth in the military tent and lingered in the temple. Do I need to compete with others for these two or three days?"
Baoqin felt so sad that she could only pretend to serve tea to a guest and served the tea: "We misunderstood the military situation under the leadership of the Venerable. It turns out that it is just as chaotic as the harem..."
"..." Huangfu Qing pretended not to hear and sat on the chair opposite Tang Wanzhuang. He slowly reached out to take the tea and elegantly wiped off the tea foam with the cup lid: "Speaking of which, he will definitely take this girl as his roommate, so I feel at ease accepting this tea."
Baoqin was stunned for a moment and didn't continue. Then she heard Huangfu Qing sip his tea comfortably and said leisurely: "After all, he and I are already on the top of Langjuxu Mountain. In front of thousands of people, with the elders present, we are worshipping heaven and earth. Your young lady must call me sister from now on, let alone a maid."
From the corner of my eye, I could clearly see that Tang Wanzhuang paused while drinking tea, as if the tea was stuck in her throat and she was holding it in and refusing to cough it out. Her pretty face looked so cute with its red color.
Huangfu Qing was extremely happy, and felt that the pleasure of conquering the Wolf and Lair could not compare to this one.
We have been fighting each other for sixteen years. Do you know how we have been spending these sixteen years
A discordant voice came from my ear: "So that's it. What do we think of it... In fact, the Queen Mother's usual outfit is the same as him bending over at any place, and the effect is the same... Do you dare to openly say that it is a wedding ceremony on Mount Langjuxu? Isn't it just to make yourself comfortable..."
Huangfu Qing couldn't bear it any longer and sealed Baoqin's mute point.
He played the zither for a few seconds, still not satisfied, and sipped his tea with a hum.
"Ahem." Tang Wanzhuang finally coughed and said sternly, "Baoqin, you have fought for the country and made great contributions, so you should be respected."
Baoqin gulped down her tea.
Huangfu Qing looked at Tang Wanzhuang and asked, "How come you are still injured after beating Feng Yin? Are you capable of it now?"
Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "Not bad... Did he tell me when he would be back?"
"I'm not sure. That damn turtle is so weird now. I'm afraid he's been drained." Huangfu Qing snorted twice: "From the looks of it, you have something to discuss with him again... Never mind him. Everything is settled now. Do you still want to bother him for a mere Guanlong? If he wants to rest, let him rest. Don't always put everything on him. For example, your injury..."
She looked Tang Wanzhuang up and down again, suddenly smiled charmingly, and leaned forward to kiss Tang Wanzhuang's lips.
Tang Wanzhuang never thought that this guy would become so evil now. She jumped back as if she had been electrocuted: "You..."
"Oh, it's just to give you a sense of participation." Huangfu Qing licked his lips: "How is it, is there any remnant of him?"
Tang Wanzhuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but had to admit that there seemed to be some effect. Of course, it was not his residue, but there was an extremely vigorous vitality in Huangfu Qing's body, which was exactly the part that Xia Chichi's Azure Dragon power could not cover. With the contact just now, it penetrated into his body, and cooperated with the pill he had just taken to nourish the hidden wounds in his body. In just a moment, the injury improved a lot.
This is Suzaku's current power of life and death... It is so powerful that it seems as if death can lead to rebirth.
I don’t know if Huangfu Qing was intentionally showing off how powerful she is now, or if she couldn’t bear to see Tang Wanzhuang get hurt after fighting with her for so many years, so the first thing she did after just a few words was to help Tang Wanzhuang heal her wounds, but her method was a bit... Baoqin widened her eyes and was at a loss.
"What's up, little beauty?" Huangfu Qing reached out to pick up Tang Wanzhuang's chin. "As long as you call me sister, I will heal your wound immediately, so that you won't always act sick in front of others. It's okay once or twice, but men will get annoyed if you keep doing this."
Tang Wanzhuang jumped back and said, "No way."
"Eh? Your kindness is not rewarded!" Huangfu Qing left his seat and chased after him: "You have to accept it even if you don't want it."
Baoqin understood. It was not because he couldn't bear to see the young lady injured, but because he didn't want the young lady to have an excuse to recover and occupy the man. He just wanted to cure her in advance...
Baoqin was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. If everyone's backyard was fighting like this, all men in the world would probably laugh their heads off.
My son-in-law is so lucky. Well, there is such a good girl named Baoqin who is thinking about him.
The two old women were fighting like young girls. The young lady was no match for the majestic Marshal Huangfu. After a few moves, she was pinned against the pillar and struggled. Baoqin bravely tried to save the young lady, but her waist suddenly tightened and she fell into the man's arms.
A familiar breath whispered in my ear: "Don't disturb me, it's so beautiful..."
Baoqin struggled subconsciously at first, but when she felt the familiar breath and voice, she instantly became limp, her heart pounding with shame and joy.
Then the man's hand gently brushed over the acupuncture points, and the Baoqin mute acupoint was relieved in an instant. She felt numb and leaned softly in the man's arms, saying hesitantly: "Master, when did you come back..."
"Just now, when Qing'er suddenly kissed me." Zhao Changhe happily hid behind the pillars of the corner corridor while holding Baoqin in his arms: "I was afraid that Qing'er would come back and embarrass Wanzhuang, and Wanzhuang would be embarrassed... So it was so embarrassing, then you can do it a little more..."
Baoqin tiptoed and whispered in her ear, blowing a gust of fragrant wind: "Then, sir, do you want to... steal her maid while the master is busy?"
(End of this chapter)