Vol 3 Chapter 31: South China Jiyan who does not die

?At noon, Yongning Palace
A gentle breeze ran through the window lattices, and the golden gauze curtains hanging from the main hall dangled. +++Popular Tanmei Novel: EbookFREE.meo Under the carved beams, the pendants of the crystal chandelier flickered. Just as it made a subtle and crisp sound, it was brutally obliterated by a roar and beating from below.
An angry Wan Yuyao raised his hand and overturned the Ningyu wine glass, frantically tore off the Hunan embroidery satin on the square table, and threw the cups and saucers on it all over the place.
Shenle Hou Wanli's face was black and silent, Ming Lan and the waiters in the palace lifted their robes and knelt down.
Wan Yuyao's beautiful eyes are sharp and red at the moment, and two fierce rays of light are revealed inside, which are striking:
"Gu Yunjin is really a waste. It was a waste of my palace to train her carefully for a long time. I suffered a big loss last night, why should I go to Jinli Lake to show my face today? I don't think much at all—"
The eyebrows drawn by Ming Lan and Dai's pen are tightly furrowed, and the face of the awl piled up with powder and cream looks distraught, and he moves upward:
"Niangniang calmed down. After the Jinli Lake incident, the Weichen also asked Caiyue of Weiyan Pavilion. According to her, in the morning, Jinjieyu heard Niangniang that you would go to the lakeside for fortune, and then will you lead the attendant there. At the lotus pond, I think that some wicked person deliberately took advantage of her filial piety to you..."
"Humph!"
Before Minglan finished speaking, Wan Yuyao snorted, her narrow eyeliner flew up, her cold eyes squinted at Minglan:
"You talk to her! Just thinking about it, I feel angry. Gu Yunjin is used to this chess game, not to mention working her. Now she is said to be broken by others. Wouldn't it be true that all my thoughts are White waste?"
Wan Li rubbed his chin with two fingers, and was puzzled:
"The eldest sister, let me calm down. This matter needs to be discussed. What I can't figure out right now is that there have been frequent incidents in the harem recently. It seems that everything has something to do with Tu Muxue in Chuxiu Palace. This is a bit weird. "
Minglan's peach blossom eyes brightened, and he kowtows to Wan Yuyao:
"Weichen and Houye agree. Niangniang, there are many suspicious points about the Jinli Lake, and we need to wait for the weichen to investigate carefully, in case someone secretly plots against the Niangniang. In addition, Niangniang should train new harem newcomers as soon as possible. East Palace power."
Wan Yuyao sat down slowly, her jade hand supporting her forehead, her expression sad:
"Hey, I blame the poor fate of this palace. If the six princesses were born that year and injured their body, they would not have lost the opportunity to give birth to a dragon son again. Anyway, the Queen Qian had an heir. Even if she died of illness, the emperor thought of the late prince. , I will respect her from time to time..."
Suddenly, Wan Yuyao sniffed aggrievedly and continued to complain:
"The palace originally planned to support Gu Yunjin. She came from a humble background and is most easily controlled by the palace. When she is pregnant with the dragonborn, if she is an emperor after childbirth, the palace can take advantage of her position to adopt her and raise her in Yongning Palace. I’m afraid it’s hard for Gu Yunjin to stand up again in this life."
Wan Li stepped up behind her elder sister, Wen Chun patted her shoulder with the palm of her hand:
"The eldest sister must not be mournful, isn't it just for the son? If the eldest sister is not in a hurry, and the harem will enter newcomers every year, let Minglan spend some time and choose Zhou Zheng's humble and meticulous cultivation from the Gongyuan. If you want Faster, right now in this house... isn't there one?"
For a while, Wan Yuyao and Ming Lan turned around at the same time, their shocked eyes locked on Wan Li's evil and stern face.
"Master Hou, what do you mean...?"
Manli's dark brown eyes flashed by, and he sneered at Ming Lan's suddenly bright peach blossom eyes, and said:
"This matter, the two of us should get better together..."

Beijing, Wanhua Tower
"The subordinates received news that Lei Huan's fleet encountered pirates in the Weihai area more than a month ago, and the Hou Da Yi Dong Qingshui Division intervened. The main ship of the pirate Ji Yaoguang was severely damaged, and Lei Huan's whereabouts are also unknown."
In the Oiran Embroidery Pavilion, the gorgeous Fu Danqing knelt down sincerely, and asked Lu Qiange Bingming for the latest information.
Immediately after the night, Lu Qiange took off the official uniforms of the guards and changed into an ordinary plain white short shirt with trousers, a narrow waist and fast boots with thin soles. As the third prince of Udan, Solohua, I rushed to Wanhualou to find his work.
After hearing Fu Danqing's report, Lu Qiange's expression was slightly stagnant, and he whispered in his low eyes:
"Pirate? Could it be Mrs. Yaoguang?"
Fu Danqing answered surely: "Exactly!"
Lu Qiange "呲" inhaled a trace of cold air into the gap between his teeth and sucked it into his mouth.
Mrs. Yaoguang’s name is like a thunderbolt. She is a famous female pirate who travels across the waters of the Dongzhou Archipelago. It is said that her ships can reach half of Dayi's Dongqing Navy. o
Speaking of Ji Yaoguang, Lu Qiange was in awe of her. Speaking of her and his master Wenren Junzheng, there was a lot of laughter.
At this time, Lu Qiange paid more attention to the battle between Ji Yaoguang and Lei Huan. Is it also for the Kunhuang Island map in his hands?
It seems that the news that Udan can learn is already known by other forces. You must find Lei Huan as soon as possible and get the Kunhuang Island map in your hands, so as not to be insulting to your mother's life!
His thoughts were waiting to drift away, and Fu Danqing, who only listened to one side, then revealed:
"The day before Zole came to Beijing and couldn't find His Highness. He contacted his subordinates and brought a news about Miss Yun."
"!"
Lu Qiange's purple eyes widened, and she stood up from the eight immortal chair, her expression agitated:
"Seriously? He, what did he say?"
Fu Danqing lowered her eyebrows and spoke slowly, to ensure that the excited third prince could hear her answer clearly enough:
"His Royal Highness, it was on the Wudan State Slaughter Festival seven days ago. On that day, King Solo led the autumn hunters, and Zuo Le's commander found an old man under the cliff. This man was from the Central Plains because of his carelessness long ago. Falling off the cliff, I have been eating poisonous weeds and insects for months to survive until now..."
Lu Qiange's temperament is abrupt, and he can't help but interrupted when he hears this:
"A piece of poisonous weeds under the miasma cliff of Udan can knock down a fierce lion. This person can survive long-term eating poisonous weeds and poisonous insects. What does this have to do with Yunxi?"
Fu Danqing looked serious and hurriedly explained:
"The old man knows the faculty of medicine and knows the principle of mutual growth and suppression of poisons. Therefore, although poisoning may accumulate toxins in the internal organs, it will not be immediately fatal.
Zolle also found it unbelievable. After he was rescued on the cliff, he was placed in the outer courtyard of the palace and sent a witch doctor to treat him with all his strength. When the old man was awake occasionally, he talked to Zoler intermittently, and once personally performed face changes for the female apprentice of the Dongchang admiral. "
"What? Transformation?"
Lu Qiange's chest was trembling for a while, only to feel that a gloomy cool breeze filled his back like the death breath of the Nine Nether World Prison, and it rushed to his back. The creepy feeling was beyond words.
Lu Qiange didn't know what kind of operation it was to change the face, but just listening to the name would make people shiver for no reason, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He couldn't imagine what kind of brutal and experience Yun Xi had suffered while he was alive.
Lu Qiange strode forward desperately, and pulled Fu Danqing forcefully. The young and handsome facial features were trembling, trying to suppress the indescribable pain:
"Next, what's going on with the old man? Did he mention where Yun Xi is?!"
Fu Danqing's eyebrows were panicked and sad, and his voice was lazy:
"His Majesty, his subordinates have also heard of Da Yi's medical skills, so he boldly speculates that if the old man really performed the face-changing technique on Miss Yun, he must be the old Mr. Zhufeng, the medical sage Tantai.
But I don't know what the old gentleman encountered before. According to Zoller, he seems to have been strongly stimulated, coupled with the accumulation of poison in his body for a long time, and now people are faint and half crazy. The subordinates can only hope that he recovers as soon as possible so that he can bring more news about Miss Yun to his Highness. "
Lu Qiange stayed in place for a long time, his mind wandering between reality and dream, in a daze.
The person who had been searching for a long time suddenly fell. In an instant, a hundred kinds of emotions converged on his chest, unable to lift it out and couldn't swallow. In the end, a slight sigh of free space slipped on the apex of his heart, just noticing the desertedness in his heart.
After a moment, Lu Qiange looked at Fu Danqing again, and said with great spirit:
"Thanks for your hard work, immediately inform Zole to speed up the healing of Tantai Bamboo Wind. This king will reward you after returning."
...
Lu Qiange walked straight along the street preoccupied, but didn't notice that the moment his forefoot stepped out of the Wanhualou, three more tails appeared behind him.
"Princess, no, son, hurry up."
Fifty steps away from Lu Qiange, South China Jiyan dressed in a light green gown, a high-string official bun, and a pretty men's dress. The two palace maidservants Yaoer and Jiner, who looked like a boy, quietly followed behind.
The golden breeze in Dayi is cool and the temperature is pleasant in late autumn. South China Jiyan couldn't stay in the palace anymore. Knowing that it was the first day of the new year and that there were markets in every main street in the capital, she disguised herself as little sons and attendants with her personal court ladies, and slipped out of the palace to play with her golden belt.
A moment ago, when South China Jiyan was standing in front of the candied haws workshop eagerly watching the artist paint a sugar painting, the maidservant in the two palaces in the boy's outfit found that in the Wanhua Building next to her, she actually walked out of Lu Qiangexin's long white figure.
"My son, you looked good at the beginning, that guy is really a disciple!"
Gong Mai Jin'er stared at Lu Qiange's back, and said angrily.
Ji Yan of South China folded her arms and nodded triumphantly:
"My son's hunch has always been very good. I really should pull Tu Muxue over and take a good look at this little white face, lest she favor him and be deceived by him!"
"Our son is the most mighty!"
Yao'er raised her thumb.
The three of them were discussing happily. When they turned their heads and looked at the street, they saw Lu Qiange turning leisurely and entering a restaurant on the corner of the street.
Jiner yelled from her finger:
"Oh, son, Lu Shu is indeed a beloved man. Look at him, he was out of the brothel and went into the wine shop to have a drink."
South China Ji Yan snorted and stopped, raising her eyes to look at the beautifully decorated three-story small building, and her delicate apricot eyes flashed with a hint of light.
Shaving her nose with her thumb, South China Ji Yan smiled proudly:
"Yao'er, Jin'er, wait a while to prepare the silver liang, and follow this son from the backyard of this restaurant. Today we will come to teach that defiant disciple!"
...
Lu Qiange used food in the second floor lounge of the restaurant, put down an ingot of silver, and walked down the stairs quickly.
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, a bucket of thick black sewage glowing with ink fell from the sky and buckled directly towards Lu Qiange.
And he didn't panic, didn't dodge or dodge, his calm and calm state was like opening the sky above his head, he had already seen the trick upstairs clearly.
Lifting his right arm in the air and then dexterously stepped forward, with only two movements, he knocked back the sewage that hadn't touched the bucket, and turned back on the same path. In the blink of an eye, he sprayed three men's men in an impartial manner. The girl is all over.
In a short time, their light and refined characters became filthy and unbearable, staring blankly at each other, and then amidst the chattering of countless onlookers on the street and the dozens of victims upstairs, "Wow" screamed.
Ji Yan of South China looked down at herself, suddenly angry, and stood in front of the Zhulan on the third floor dancing with her hands and shouting:
"Yao'er, Jin'er, catch this shameless disciple Lu Jian for this son-"