Vol 2 Chapter 204: Demon Mission

In order to conceal his identity, Xu Qi'an did not ride a small mare. After all, a beautiful horse like a small mare is easy to recognize.
The heavy rain was pouring, and he rode in the carriage of Xu Mansion, with wheels rolling towards the imperial city.
The carriage was blocked outside the gate of the imperial city, and the soldiers guarding the city saw the word "Xu" written on the body, so they didn't dare to be careless and stepped forward to check.
Looking at the capital, there is only one Xu family who can enter the imperial city, and in this Xu family, someone cut the country with a knife and offended the royal family, the clan and the honorable group.
He must not be put into the imperial city.
Xu Qi'an opened the curtain and passed the official card.
After the soldiers checked, they still hadn't let go, so they notified Habayashi Hundred.
Hundred Habayashi braved the heavy rain and hurried over, took the official card and looked at it for a few times, then looked at the handsome young man sitting in the car, examined his face for a moment, and said:
"Master Xu is taking a break today?"
Xu Qi'an didn't wear Erlang's official gown, and traveled in casual clothes.
Xu Xinnian is a concubine of the Imperial Academy, and the Imperial Academy is in the imperial city. He is eligible to enter and leave the imperial city. But because of the day off today, the hundred households of Yu Lin Wei only asked again.
The guards of the imperial city are very vigilant towards our house. I'm sure that if it were me, I am afraid that even if it was carried by Huaiqing or Lin'an, I would not be able to enter the palace. This is the sequelae of the Wumen scolding the street and the abduction of the two national princes... He pinched Xu Erlang's voice and said calmly:
"The official went to visit Lord Shoufu."
Visiting Lord Shoufu.........Habayashi Wei Hundred Eyes looked at him a few more times, and finally nodded, "Let Lord Xu go in."
The carriage passed through the doorway of the city gate and drove into the imperial city, heading towards the mansion of Wang Shoufu.
Habayashi on the wall watched the carriage go away, in the right direction.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi'an said, "Go left."
According to the words, the coachman changed direction, and the carriage drove away from the original distance. Under Xu Qi'an's command, the coachman who had passed through the imperial city in the future successfully sent Xu Dalang to Lingbaoguan with his excellent driving skills.
Xu Qi'an got out of the car under the umbrella and passed the pass by the little Taoist guarding the gate. Without accident, he entered Lingbao Temple smoothly.
He did not forget to let the carriage enter the Lingbao Temple through the side entrance instead of stopping at the gate conspicuously.
If the old fellow Yuanjing Emperor happened to come to meditate and saw the carriage, things would not be good.
Passing through the halls and small courtyards dedicated to the ancestors of the people, to the depths of the Lingbao Temple, in that secluded courtyard, in the quiet room, I saw the beautiful female national teacher.
Her expression was indifferent, and her temperament was calm and elegant, like a fairy in the sky.
Huaiqing is also a cold and arrogant beauty, but Huaiqing's temperament tends to be noble and arrogant, while Luo Yuheng's coldness, matched with her dress, and the gorgeous red cinnabar between her eyebrows, highlights the sacredness and immortality.
At this moment, seeing the alluring face of the national teacher goodbye, Xu Qi'an's mentality changed slightly, and what he thought was: She is the woman I can't bear to blaspheme in bed.
The next thought was: Fortunately, the Chinese teacher doesn't understand Buddhism and his mind, otherwise I might die in place.
Luo Yuheng sat round the table, and there were two cups of hot tea on the table.
Xu Qi'an took the seat tacitly, took a sip of the tea, his eyes cleared in a flash: "Good tea!"
The entrance is slightly bitter and the tongue is for three seconds, and it is immediately sweetened. After swallowing into the abdomen, the aftertaste remains on the lips and teeth, which will last for a long time.
"unfortunately."
Luo Yuheng shook his head and sighed slightly.
"What a pity?"
Xu Qi'an asked subconsciously.
"This tea is planted by a friend of ours. It produces only one catty a year and is distributed to me, but it is only two or two. It is a pity that she has been missing for a long time and her whereabouts are unknown." Luo Yuheng said.
Auntie, why do I feel that there is something in your words?
Well, this tea was planted by the princess.........I discovered another wonderful thing about the princess. Later, I kept her in a small black room and would not feed her if she did not grow tea.... .....
Xu Qi'an sighed without changing his expression: "That's really a pity."
Luo Yuheng glanced at him lightly, and said in a soft but emotional voice: "What's the matter?"
"I want to ask about the previous Taoist leader and the first emperor." Xu Qi'an said.
"My father and Emperor Xian's matter?"
Luo Yuheng asked a little surprised.
"I checked the living records of Emperor Xian. Although Emperor Xian has not cultivated Taoism, he is also very interested in the law of longevity. I want to know, does he cultivate Taoism?" Xu Qi'an said bluntly.
Luo Yuheng pondered for a moment, and said, "My father died in the catastrophe."
Does this have anything to do with my problem.........
"He didn't have to die originally, but the supervisor did not allow the Human Sect to move into the imperial city. This led to my father's karma and his death under the catastrophe." Luo Yuheng said lightly:
"Therefore, Emperor Xian did not cultivate the Tao."
The first emperor did not cultivate the Tao... Xu Qi'an frowned.
"How did you check Yuanjing?" Luo Yuheng stared at him.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Xu Qi'an gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "Master, do you know that those who have luck cannot live forever?"
Luo Yuheng looked at him. Until this moment, Xu Qi'an felt that the national teacher was really looking at him, looking at him directly.
"The correct statement is that people with extra luck cannot live forever." She corrected.
Luo Yuheng really knew about this, so she wouldn't be surprised why Emperor Yuan Jing was cultivating the Dao with his wishful thinking? Xu Qi'an expressed this doubt.
"There are always people who have unrealistic fantasies. There are countless practitioners in the world, and most people have fantasized about becoming first-class masters, or even beyond their ranks."
Luo Yuheng said indifferently: "Maybe Yuanjing thinks he has seen hope, maybe there is something hidden. For me, no matter what calculations he makes, what does it have to do with me. I cultivate my way and he cultivates his longevity. "
She knew that Emperor Yuan Jing might have a secret, but she did not go into it. She took advantage of the great power and luck to practice, and she had a cooperative relationship with Emperor Yuan Jing. To study the secrets of the partners would only make the relationship between the two parties deadlocked and even turned against each other... ...Xu Qi'an chewed out what the teacher said.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Qi'an stopped struggling with this topic, and instead said: "Fu Jian was used in Jianzhou, how can I contact the National Teacher from now on?"
Subtext: Give me another rune sword soon.
Fujian contains the power of Luo Yuheng's sword, and it is quite difficult to make.
Because of this, Xu Qi'an asked her if it was a temptation.
Luo Yuheng frowned when he heard the words: "Talisman refining is extremely difficult, and it can't be done overnight..."
After a pause, she said in a calm tone: "I happen to have one more, and I just keep it useless."
With a wave of his sleeves, a rune sword lay quietly on the table.
I really gave it....... Xu Qi'an looked at Fu Jian with a complicated mood.
.........
Royal garden.
Attic, gazebo.
Emperor Yuan Jing stood with his hands holding hands, overlooking the imperial garden in the rainstorm, and said with a smile: "Although the flowers in our palace are so beautiful and beautiful, they are too delicate to withstand the torment of wind and rain."
In the rain curtain, clusters of bright flowers bend the body, and petals float with the rain.
Behind him, Wei Yuan held the tea, sipped it lightly, and said lightly: "Huaben is to please the master. The softer the master, the more he likes it. Your Majesty likes them for being weak, but he laughs at them for being unbreakable. It really doesn't make sense. ."
Emperor Yuan Jing with his back turned to Wei Yuan, his eyes flashed sharply, and he smiled and said: "For me, just take care of the most beautiful flower. Wei Qing, what do you think?"
Wei Yuanpi smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Emperor Yuan Jing continued to watch the rain and sighed:
"After the turmoil in Chuzhou, King Huai died in battle, Geely knew that the ancients fell, and Zhu Jiu was also hit hard, and the northern border was weak. The Witch God Sect is coming this time fiercely. If the northern demon territory falls, it will be bound to all the borders from north to east. All will be surrounded by witch gods.
"Wei Qing, you are a master of warfare, what do you think?"
Wei Yuan did not hesitate, and replied: "The imperial court naturally wants to send troops to support the Northeast, but the necessary benefits are indispensable. The northern barbarians always harass the border gates. This time, it is Dafeng's turn to cut flesh and blood on them."
Emperor Yuan Jing smiled: "The Hanlin Academy wants to repair the military book. I read it, and there is no new idea. After the barbarian mission entered Beijing, I was afraid to laugh at me. Wei Qing is a rare handsome talent in a century. The hospital advises one or two."
The military books are part of the demonstration of "national power" to the demon-man mission. Its importance is second only to artillery exercises.
Dafeng's current art of war is still left by the scholars of Yunlu Academy, and then is the "Six Notes of Art of War" written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of contemporary art of war.
On the contrary, it was Wei Yuan, a recognized peerless talent, who never left a word.
Wei Yuan shook his head.
Emperor Yuan Jing was not angry at all and said:
"The Imperial College originally planned to hold a cultural conference in Luhu today. A heavy rain hindered the cultural conference. I plan to wait until the mission enters Beijing before letting the Imperial College organize a cultural conference. At that time, Wei Qing can go and sit."
Wei Yuan nodded then.
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In the next two days, the war in the north and the barbarians began to spread in the capital under the impetus of the imperial court, first among the scholar-official class, and then merchants and the market.
All of a sudden, the officialdom, Shilin, academies, tea houses, restaurants, Goulan, Jiaofang Si... set off a heated discussion, like a frenzy of heated discussion.
The common people in the city harbor hatred for the Yaoman mission and oppose Dafeng's intention to send troops to assist the Yaoman.
The common people's love and hatred go straight and straight, and they don't care about the overall situation. They only know that the northern monster is Dafeng's mortal enemy. Since the founding of the country, there have been continuous wars and small battles.
Not to mention the distance, just recently, several months before and after the Chuzhou massacre case, the northern monsters kept harassing the border, burning, killing and looting.
The aristocratic class has a higher vision and is more rational and objective. The main battle ideology and the wait-and-see ideology collide fiercely. Unlike the common people, they are almost one-sided opposition.
In fact, it was not only the capital, but when the court decided to send troops, it had already sent a report to the states. It didn't take long for the local government to promote the idea of ​​the main station and publicize it.
In such an environment of heated discussion among the people, a delegation from the north took an official boat and arrived at the Beijing Wharf along the canal.
This group of monsters is composed of elites from the twelve tribes of the barbarians and masters from the six demon tribes.
The two leaders of the team were young men. One of them was white-haired and handsome in the barbarians. He always had a smile on his face and his eyes were always squinted.
Pei Manxilou, the eldest son of the leader of the White Head of the 12 Barbarian Tribes.
Bai's first piece is known for its wisdom, which is considered to be an outlier among the barbarians, and this Pei Manxilou is an outlier amongst other things.
He has a deep study of the Central Plains culture. When the barbarians looted the Chuzhou border, they robbed women and food. He alone, don't want food or beauty, just grab books.
Four books and five classics, literati biographies, and even some non-nutritive and interesting textbooks are not rejected, and they are addicted to books.
The other is the princess of the monster fox club, Huang Xian'er. She is wearing a northern-style leather dress with a hem up to her knees, showing two slender straight legs.
The clothes only cover important places, exposing wheat-colored skin, round shoulders, and tight abdomen, revealing a wild beauty.
And her face is coquettish. A frown and a smile reveal the attractive charm, which is the opposite of the and wild body, and the mixture produces a moving beauty.
The women of the demon fox clan are the most charming and charming.
The two stood on the deck, looking at the officers and soldiers of Dafeng who were waiting at the pier, Huang Xian'er smiled and said: "Nerdy, if we go back empty-handed this time, we will be miserable if we can't move to rescue the soldiers."
Pei Manxilou faced the river breeze with a calm tone: "Whether or not we can invite reinforcements depends only on how much we give."
He looked at the capital, squinted, and smiled:
"There is the Yunlu Academy in the capital, which was founded by the great disciple of the Confucian sage. Two hundred years ago, when Confucianism was at its most glorious, the four seas surrendered. Not to mention our protoss, it is the Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions. The Central Plains moved back to the Western Regions.
"There is the Imperial College in Beijing. Although the Confucian system is not cultivated, but because of this, scholars have more time and energy to explore knowledge, astronomy, geography, scholars, agriculture, industry, and so on. They dabble in a lot. If I can move the library of the Imperial College back to the north, I I don’t have to go south in my life. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"There is Wei Yuan in the capital. He is known as one of the few military masters in the six hundred years since the founding of Dafeng. In the 6th year of Yuanjing, the Dugu general who guarded the north passed away. The hundreds of thousands of cavalry of our Protoss went south to plunder. He only used In three months, the hundreds of thousands of cavalry killed lost their helmets and armor. Twenty years ago, at the Shanhaiguan battle, without him, the entire history of Kyushu would be rewritten.
"There is a supervisor in the capital, overlooking the Central Plains for 500 years, and my mind is like a secret, unpredictable.
"There is a poet chief in the capital. It is said that the first person in the poetry world for two hundred years is the Dafeng two hundred years ago. It is difficult to find the second one.
"Beijing, longing for a long time."
Pei Manxilou sighed and said with a smile: "There are countless outstanding people in the capital. I am full of knowledge and finally have an opponent."
The nerd....... Huang Xian'er curled his lips and smiled like a silky smile: "It's your business to fight against the confucians. The woman in my fox club is only responsible for winning the man in bed."
There were fifty beauties from the fox department in the mission, each with outstanding looks and graceful figures. Among them, there were three charming women who were born in the pot.
Suwen Yuanjing emperor cultivated the Taoism and longed for longevity. Although he has not been close to female for many years, he would never refuse to send it to the door.
At this time, Huang Xian'er turned his eyes, and said in amazement: "Hey, a handsome human kid."
A young man wearing a blue official gown stood on the dock. He had fair skin, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. He was a rare beautiful man.
Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes, and said without emotion, "Qingpaoxi, the seventh grade official."
As the official ship drew ashore, the demon-man envoy disembarked, and the handsome young man greeted him and said loudly: "My official Xu Xinnian, I am decree to welcome you all."
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PS: The operation is as fierce as a tiger, the real word count is 4000. I thought I had coded 40,000 words, the world is too unreal.