Vol 3 Chapter 31: Ji Yan of South China who does not die

?At noon, Yongning Palace
The fine wind ran through the window lattices, and the gold gauze curtains hanging from the main hall were wafting. +++Popular Tanmei Novel: EbookFREE.meo Under the carved beams, the pendants of the crystal chandelier are swaying and swaying. Just as it emits a subtle and crisp sound, it is 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 everywhere.
Shenle Hou Wanli's face was black and silent, and Ming Lan and the waiters in the palace lifted their robes and knelt down one after another.
At this moment, Wan Yuyao has beautiful eyes and sharp red, two fierce rays of light inside are revealing, and it is dazzling:
"Gu Yunjin is really a waste. It was a waste of my palace to train her 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 have a long mind 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 upwards:
"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 only then would 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 instead! Just thinking about it, I feel angry. Gu Yunjin is used to using this chess game, not to mention working her. Now she is said to be broken by others. Wouldn't it be true that all the thoughts of this palace 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, which is a bit weird. "
Minglan's peach blossom eyes brightly lit up, and he kowtowed to Wan Yuyao:
"Weichen and Houye agree. Niangniang, there are many suspicious points about the Jinli Lake. We need to check carefully by the weichen, in case someone secretly plots against the Niangniang. In addition, Niangniang should train new harem newcomers as soon as possible to control the situation. 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 deceased 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 was most easily controlled by the palace. When she successfully conceives 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 the eldest 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 select Zhou Zheng from the Gongyuan for humble and meticulous cultivation. 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 grim face.
"Master Hou, what do you mean...?"
Man Li'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 Qing Shui 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 three prince of Udan, Solohua, I rushed to Wanhualou to find his work.
After listening to 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 replied with certainty: "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 traverses the waters of the Dongzhou Islands. It is said that the strength of her ships can reach half of the Dongqing Navy in Dayi. o
When it comes to Ji Yaoguang, Lu Qiange is in awe of her. Speaking of her and his master Wenren Junzheng, there is quite a cause for 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 know 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!
Thoughts were waiting to drift away, 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 news about Miss Yun."
"!"
Lu Qiange's purple eyes widened, and she stood up from the eight immortal chair, her expression agitated:
"Really? He, what did he say?"
Fu Danqing lowered his eyebrows and spoke slowly to ensure that the excited third prince could hear her answer clearly enough:
"His Royal Highness, it was on the Udan 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 person is from the Central Plains. He should have been inadvertently a long time ago. Falling off the cliff, I have been feeding on poisonous weeds and insects for months to survive until now..."
Lu Qiange's temperament is too impatient, 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 generation and restraint of poisons. Therefore, although poisoning may accumulate toxins in the internal organs, it will not be immediately fatal.
Zolle also found it incredible. 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 heard her chest tremble for a while, only to feel that a gloomy cool breeze filled his back like the death breath of the Jiuyou Realm Prison, and 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 up forcefully. The young and handsome facial features were trembling, and he tried his best 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 are startled and sad, and his voice is depressing:
"His Majesty, his subordinates have also heard about Da Yi's medical skills, so he boldly speculates that if the old man really performed the face-changing technique for Miss Yun, he must be the old Mr. Zhufeng, the medical sage Tantai.
But I don't know what the old man encountered before. According to Zoller, he seems to have been strongly stimulated, and there is poison in his body for a long time. Now people are faint and half crazy. The subordinates can only hope that he recovers and wakes up as soon as possible, and 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 the chest, unable to lift it out and couldn't swallow, and finally a slight sigh of free time slipped across 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 a strong spirit:
"Thanks for your hard work, immediately inform Zole to speed up the healing of Tantai Bamboo Wind. This king will reward him with great rewards when he goes back."
...
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 Yao'er and Jin'er, who looked like a boy, followed quietly.
The golden breeze in Dayi's late autumn is cool and the temperature is pleasant. South China Jiyan couldn't stay in the palace anymore. Knowing that it was the first day of the new year and 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 draw sugar paintings, the maidservant in the two palaces in the boy costume found that in the Wanhua Building next to her, she unexpectedly walked out of Lu Qiangexin's long white figure.
"My son, you looked pretty good at the beginning, that guy is really an apprentice!"
Gong Mai Jin'er stared at Lu Qiange's back, and said angrily.
South China Ji Yan folded her arms and nodded triumphantly:
"My son's premonition has always been very spiritual, I really should pull Tu Muxue over to see this little white face, lest she favor him again and be deceived by him!"
"Our son is the most mighty!"
Yao'er raised her big finger.
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 Zhu is indeed not a benefactor. Look at him, he was out of the brothel and went into the wine shop to drink and have fun."
South China Ji Yan snorted coldly, and raised her eyes to look at the beautifully decorated three-story small building, her delicate apricot eyes flashed with a hint of light.
With her thumb up and scraping her nose, 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 apprentice!"
...
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 that was glowing with ink fell from the sky and snapped it straight down 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, and he had already seen the trick upstairs clearly and transparently.
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 was 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 affected people upstairs, they screamed "Wow".
South China Ji Yan looked down at herself, suddenly angry, and stood in front of the Zhulan on the third floor dancing with her hands, screaming:
"Yao'er, Jin'er, catch this shameless disciple Lu Jian for this son—"