Two footsteps, neither fast nor slow, sounded in the deep dungeon.
The white-haired girl was listening to Meng Jiao, wearing the same white dress she wore when she was young. Although her hair was white and youthful, her demeanor was like that of a middle-aged female detective who was not very old, and she lost her old demeanor.
Behind him, the slim Sun Wuji, with a three-foot green sword hanging on his waist, walked through the cells with one hand behind his back, sighing in his eyes:
"It's a pity for Nangong Ling. I met him once when I was traveling in the world. He is a bit young and frivolous, but his virtue is not bad. I didn't expect that after a few decades, he would turn into a devil who caused trouble..."
Meng Jiao is nearly seventy years old, which sounds quite old, but when the Wei Dynasty was founded, she was just a little girl. Her master was one of the knights who helped the rebel army break through the city with Sun Wuji. Later, he was rewarded and served in the Ministry of Punishment until
The official position was passed on to her.
For this reason, no matter how old you are, when you meet Zhao Wuji, you still have to call him uncle.
Hearing Sun Wuji's words, Meng Jiao was also a little sad:
"Heroes are saddened by beauty. Nangong Lingju has no fixed abode and a dissolute personality. When he was traveling in the south of the country, he met a femme fatale. After a few sweet words, he drifted away and started to plunder.
"The Jianghu people stick to the chivalry and kill millions of people to eliminate violence; but once they slip up and violate the chivalry, stealing a penny will be irreversible. Nangong Ling started, but when the people around him fanned the flames, he couldn't stop, and the case became more and more serious.
The bigger the crime, the more people were killed. Later, I was the one who captured the person. When he was found, he was penniless and seriously injured. He was left to die in the deep mountains and old forests..."
"Wealth is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and sex is like a bone scraper. It's really not a joke."
Sun Wuji lamented: "One-eyed Maitreya, Bai Siming, Yao Wenzhong... they are all juniors that I heard about back then. Their martial arts achievements are not low, but they fell here at such a young age. It is a pity that they have no talent..."
While the two were chatting, they walked to the middle of the dungeon.
There is no name on the door of the cell, only a sign with the word "一" to help the police identify the cell.
Although Sun Wuji came to Hei Yamen for the first time, he could still tell that the cell numbered '1' in the middle must contain the most powerful person. He stopped and asked:
"Cao Qianqiu is being held here?"
Meng Jiao shook her head and said: "No, Mr. Cao is below. The two kings of Yanzhou are being held here."
"The two kings of Yanzhou..."
Sun Wuji withdrew from the world for thirty years and no longer interfered with the affairs of the world. It is normal that some young people have not heard of it. Seeing this, they said in confusion:
"Is he a young leader who has just emerged from Yanzhou?"
"They didn't show up either. Their father is Bengshan Gun Wang Yi. He is not famous himself. He was expelled from Jieyun Palace and hid in Tibet. In the past two months, for some reason, he went to Beijing to assassinate Ye Jingtang on the street..."
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Sun Wuji touched his beard, thought about it for a moment, and nodded:
"Young people are formidable. We have seen many assassins of Grand Masters. This assassination of Wu Kui is probably the first time since the founding of the country..."
Meng Jiao did not waste any time talking about the two miscellaneous fish. She took Sun Wuji to the third floor of the dungeon, passed through the long and narrow tunnel, stopped outside an iron door, and opened the iron door.
Rumble——
The heavy iron door is moved away, and the spacious room inside is revealed.
The room is paved with wooden floors, the holes have been repaired last time, and it is spotlessly clean.
There was a long table in the middle of the room, with an oil lamp burning on it.
The old eunuch in red robe still maintained a meticulous posture and sat cross-legged in front of the case. Although his expression was calm, his complexion was very poor.
The last time he went out, Eunuch Cao received a combined sword from Qiu Tian, as well as a combined shot from Ye Jingtang and the Empress of Wei.
Although it is just a flesh injury, there is a price to pay for practicing the three diagrams of 'Teens, Bones and Skin'. Because the skin is too tough, the recovery speed of the injury cannot be the same as that of a normal person. Without the bathing in fire diagram, even a small opening can be healed.
It would take several months or even a year, and Eunuch Cao was basically still seriously injured.
The iron door opened. Eunuch Cao looked up and saw Sun Wuji outside the door. His eyes moved slightly and he spoke hoarsely:
"Master Sun, I haven't seen him for a while."
Sun Wuji came to Yun'an at the end of the previous dynasty to help the rebels deal with the Yan loyalists. At that time, Eunuch Cao was a "die loyal" man and guarded the last palace gate.
Eunuch Cao was only twelve years old at the time, and his mind was still immature, while Sun Wuji was already a swordsman. After the collision, he naturally did not kill him, but brought his uniform to Wei Taizu. Only then did Taizu treat the Yan royal family well, in exchange for Eunuch Cao's loyalty.
things so far.
Sun Wuji did not want to have anything to do with the imperial court. After the founding of the Wei Dynasty, he never set foot in Yun'an, and Eunuch Cao also did not enter the world, so this was the second time the two met.
Seeing the old eunuch who was about the same age as him, Sun Wuji sighed inwardly and sat cross-legged opposite the long case:
"Back then, you were only a little tall, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you would become an old man."
Eunuch Cao looked very calm:
"I am getting old, but we are still the same people as before. Daxia Sun has long since left the world, but now he has come to the capital. Could it be that Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess, would like to ask you to come over and persuade our family to be loyal to him?"
Sun Wuji said casually:
"When I saw you back then, I knew that you were a fool who was determined to die. How could I do such useless things? Moreover, the current emperor does not lack a door god like you.
"As the saying goes, 'If you gain the right, you will get many help, but if you lose the right, you will get few'. Wei Taizu was generous and benevolent, and loved the people and talents. When he raised his army, countless knights rushed to support him. However, Emperor Yan Gong had countless strange people. Because the emperor was ignorant, how many people were still standing when the city was destroyed?
In front of you?
"It has been ten years since the Holy Emperor has been on the throne. No matter how you and I evaluate his actions, the people of the world know it. How can such an emperor not even find a bodyguard?"
Eunuch Cao said: "Master Sun, are you talking about the Night Terror Hall? This son's talent is unparalleled, and he seems to have a close relationship with the eldest princess. It is not a problem to serve as a guard, but... the last time I saw him, I always felt that he looked familiar."
"oh?"
Sun Wuji stroked his beard gently, looking slightly confused:
"What's the meaning of this statement?"
Eunuch Cao recalled carefully: "When the Yan Kingdom was defeated, Master blocked Sun Daxia and others outside the Tai Chi Hall to buy Emperor Yan Gong time to escape; while the gangsters from all over the world took advantage of the chaos to break into the harem and snatch the Singing Dragon Picture.
"At that time, I was standing on the city gate tower and saw a Beiliang gunman whose fighting prowess was inhuman. He defeated Kuangyazi with three shots, forcing Kuangyazi to give up the fight and escape... Although he was masked and could not see his face, at night
The feeling that Jingtang gives me is exactly the same as that person - the energy flow is so smooth that it is always half a step ahead of others, the muscles and bones are so coordinated that there is no flaw, it is not like being born, but more like a sword forged by the efforts of the whole country..."
Sun Wuji had fought against Ye Jingtang, and he actually felt that Ye Jingtang's good foundation was a bit exaggerated. Not only was he born with a good foundation, but he could not achieve such a flawless level through acquired skills. He thought for a moment:
"I didn't participate in the fight, but I have never seen this person. Do you suspect that Ye Jingtang is from Beiliang?"
Eunuch Cao shook his head: "I have been able to get along with Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess alone, and my determination to protect her to the death cannot be faked. If they are people sent by Beiliang, what can Beiliang want? Our family is puzzled, so we asked Sun Daxia,
Since Daxia Sun has no impression, he can only wait and see what happens..."
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On the other side, Yutan Mountain.
It was noon, and Dongfang Liren was standing on the viewing platform facing the Qingjiang River, with a painting table in front of him depicting landscapes.
The maid, holding a python robe, was waiting behind her, reminding her in a low voice:
"Your Highness, Your Majesty will move to Yutan Mountain tomorrow. Should you go back to the palace to pick him up..."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"oh……"
The maid shrank her neck when she heard this.
The observation deck offers a bird's-eye view of Yutan Mountain. Under the mountain, you can see the Imperial Guards patrolling and standing guard everywhere, and on the bank of the river crossing the river in the rustling autumn wind, there is a figure the size of a grain of rice.
The figure is dressed in black robes, holding a sword in his hand, and is gesticulating slowly by the river. Birds are lying on the grass to bask in the sun, and sometimes black yamen officers rush to the front to make routine reports, and then leave after speaking.
Time flies, it has been two days since I came to Yutan Mountain. Dongfang Liren has not been seen since he was forcibly kissed by the cowardly Ye Jingtang the night before, and he has been thinking about what to do.
Ye Jingtang had touched her personally before, but at least there had to be an excuse on the table. It was accidental or drugged, and he had no choice but to offend her. She would criticize her and even admit her mistake.
And the last time and the last time were all blatant. If she didn't care once and didn't punish her twice, wouldn't it turn into a night terror?
The dignified king was chased by his subordinates. This made the people in the black office know where the majesty of her immediate boss lies?
Later, I have to go back to the palace to pick up the Queen Mother and Sheng Shang, who are coming to Yuxu Mountain for a vacation. Ye Jingtang is a personal guard, so I must follow them. If we don't talk about this matter, this pervert may think that she is resigned to it...
Thinking of this, Dongfang Liren put down his painting brush, put on his silver python robe, regained his majestic aura that could not be offended, and took the maid downstairs...
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On the riverside, the Night Terror Hall was practicing various martial arts. In addition to patrolling, he was practicing martial arts on the riverside for the past two days. Although he really wanted to go back to accompany his wife, Benben was responsible for the trial and did not leave, so naturally he couldn't leave.
Although Benben ignored him after seeing the fat A-list diva that he shouldn't have seen the day before yesterday, he still kept his words and sent someone to Mingyu Tower to get him several secret books.
The secrets are all external moves from various sects in the martial arts world. They are very comprehensive and can be practiced from head to toe. However, the special skills that are the best are generally not taught to outsiders. The effect of training in these cheats is far greater than actual combat, so there is no need to go into detail.
After practicing for an unknown amount of time, a maid came to report that Prince Jing was preparing to return to the palace. Ye Jingtang put away his weapons, picked up the sleeping little broken bird, and went to get the carriage.
Gulu gulu——
The luxurious chariot, driven side by side, soon stopped at the entrance of the villa at the end of Baishi Avenue.
Not long after Ye Jingtang waited in front of the door, he saw Dongfang Liren, dressed in a python robe, walking out from behind the screen wall with his entourage. He smiled and didn't look sideways until he passed by, and then he spoke calmly:
"Night Terror Hall, come up."
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang handed the sleeping bird to the accompanying maid and boarded the carriage.
Dongfang Liren sat down on the soft couch covered with golden silk and satin, with his back straight and his aura very majestic. The superior person was full of aura:
"sit down."
After Ye Jingtang glanced at it, he sat down next to Dongfang Li:
"Is something wrong?"
Dongfang Liren took a deep breath and said seriously;
"Ye Jingtang, do you have any evil intentions towards this king?"
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he became a little more serious:
"Your Highness cares about me so much, how could I have any evil intentions?"
"You have repeatedly offended. There was a reason at first, but recently you have not even bothered to find an excuse. You say you have no evil intentions?"
"This is love between two people. What does it have to do with cheating?"
Love each other?
Dongfang Liren turned around and sat sideways, facing the Night Terror Hall, with a rather unhappy look in his eyes:
"Who is in love with you?"
"..."
Ye Jingtang opened his mouth, not talking about this well-known topic, but instead said:
"I figured out the teaching method of the Eight-Step Crazy Sword yesterday. I'm fine on the way back. I'll teach His Highness how to use the sword?"
Dongfang Liren frowned and said: "Don't change the subject. I will learn the sword skills later. I will explain my words to you clearly first. I appreciate your talent, so I am more tolerant of you. What do you do in private? I can
I don’t care, but on the surface, the royal authority cannot be offended..."
"When have I openly offended His Highness?
Dongfang Liren thought about it briefly and realized that Ye Jingtang did not offend her openly, so he added:
"Even in private, you have to keep in mind the difference between a monarch and a minister. If the king says yes, you can be informal. If the king says no, you can't be rude. If the king says no, you force it... Humph!"
The last thing is that there is nothing we can do about Night Terror Hall, so we let Night Terror Hall guess the consequences on its own.
Ye Jingtang chuckled and stood up:
"I know. Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current. Whenever I have free time, I practice martial arts and Qi. Your Highness just practices at a fixed time every day. It is indeed a waste of talent. If you practice diligently every day, you will be a master who has dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought."
Dongfang Liren found that the beating didn't work, so he said no more. He stood up slowly and stood in the rather spacious carriage:
"The sparring coaches in the palace are afraid that the king will be angry, so they all know how to behave and praise them regardless of whether they are good or bad. How can we practice real kung fu in this way? If there is a strict master like you, if you make the slightest mistake, you will get a stick or a beating.
Until I memorize it, I must have learned very quickly.
"When you teach martial arts in the future, don't have the mentality of just learning to play. You should train yourself to become a master in a serious way. Don't tie your hands and feet where you should hit."
How could Ye Jingtang beat Benben? He thought about it and said with a smile:
"Martial arts training is a hard skill. I teach it slowly. Over time, I can always remember it. But if Your Highness makes a mistake, I will adjust it. Your Highness doesn't want to be offended, so he practices the moves well. In this way, I can take advantage of him even if I want to."
No reason."
Dongfang Liren did not refuse this, and put on the air of Overlord Spear:
"I have been practicing this move for months. Look, are there any problems now?"
Ye Jingtang looked up and down at the aloof queen with a proud figure, nodded slightly, then leaned back, put her hand on the bottom of the fat-headed dragon, and rubbed it upwards.
?!
Dongfang Liren was pressed on his vitals and took a gentle breath:
"This king has no problem, you still want to take action?"
"How do I know if I am exerting force without touching it? Your Highness's chest is too tight. You need to sink your shoulders naturally, lift your strength from the ground, and use your waist and back, not your arms..."
Dongfang Liren's cheeks turned a little red, but he still obeyed the command, relaxed his shoulders and tensed his back.
Ye Jingtang held his slender waist with both hands and swayed back and forth. This time he stood quite steadily, without any sway in his body, like a wooden stake with his feet pierced into the earth.
"Yes, this feels right. Your Highness is so smart."
"..."
Dongfang Liren blinked his eyes, feeling a sense of joy in his heart when he was praised by the man, but he still maintained a serious expression.
Ye Jingtang turned around and came to Dongfang Liren. He found that Dongfang Liren's eyes were a little dodgeful, so he corrected himself:
"The eyes are the windows. Even ordinary people can see the timidity, nervousness, attack intention, etc. in your heart from the eyes. A master of martial arts, no matter what his personality is, in a real fight, he is sharp but has a dead heart. Just look at the eyes.
I can feel the pressure, but can’t see any flaws. Your Highness looks at me.”
Dongfang Liren's eyes moved, raising the aura of the Queen, and looking fiercely into Ye Jingtang's eyes.
Ye Jingtang shook his head: "You are a fierce person. You look fierce, but in fact you are too forceful, which makes people realize that you are not confident enough. Hmm... You know the look in Xuanji's eyes? It looks charming and silky,
But it always gives people a dangerous feeling of 'I have a hundred ways to deal with you', that is a very powerful look, which makes people dare not offend easily."
Dongfang Liren frowned and said, "Master already has a hundred ways to deal with you, so of course there is no need to pretend. I can't deal with you, so why are you so fierce?"
Ye Jingtang said: "You don't have to rely on force to deal with me. Well... That's what Your Highness thinks - no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you don't dare to touch a finger of my king. And it's easy for me to deal with you, as long as you let me
If you are satisfied, I will let you kiss and touch me. If you are not satisfied, I will not let you touch me. You must obey my orders obediently..."
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Dongfang Liren frowned slightly: "You have a beautiful idea."
Ye Jingtang helplessly spread his hands: "It's not that I think so, but His Highness thinks so in his heart. This is the way to deal with me. If you have a method in your mind, you will have confidence even if you don't use it. Naturally, you will not be afraid of your opponent, and this look will show it in his eyes."
.”
"..."
Dongfang Liren thought about it for a while and thought it made sense. He immediately changed his mentality according to the ideas of Ye Jingtang, and found that the effect was outstanding.
In the past, there was nothing you could do about Night Terror Hall, but as long as you think about it, no longer care about the defense between men and women, and accept the relationship between each other, there are too many ways to deal with your lover. If you don't obey, you won't be touched. This kind of pervert is not just left alone.
Is she up to it?
Thinking of this, Dongfang Liren's eyes changed. He looked at the Night Terror Hall. He no longer tried to maintain his momentum, but showed a serious confidence that 'I have many ways to deal with you.'
"correct!"
Ye Jingtang gave a thumbs up and praised:
"When you are against someone, if you look like this, the other party will definitely be wary, because the other party can see that you are confident, and they will never take action without knowing the details."
Although Dongfang Liren thinks this teaching method is strange, he has indeed made rapid progress. Think about it and ask:
"Then what should you do?"
Ye Jingtang's eyes were calm and without any fear:
"I know what His Highness's confidence is, so naturally I will think of how to break the move, and the way to break the move is, 'Even if I disobey and use force, Your Highness will not really do anything to me.' I have the confidence in my heart, so naturally
I’m not afraid of His Highness’s eyes.”
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Dongfang Liren's face darkened, and his eyes immediately became angry:
"How dare you disobey me!"
"I'm just giving examples to teach experts how to compete."
Ye Jingtang said seriously: "These are the tactics used during the confrontation between the two sides. I felt that His Highness's trump card was not enough to check and balance me, so I took action. However, I later found out that His Highness was really angry and refused to let me touch him. I suffered the consequences for this."
, it’s called ‘misjudgment of the opponent’.
"His Highness knew the way to deal with me, but did not harden his heart to deal with me afterwards. This is an 'overestimation of his own strength'.
"These two things happen in actual combat. You only need to encounter them once and your life will be gone. They are very important..."
Dongfang Liren listened carefully, and after thinking for a moment, he hummed:
"Since I have the means, how can I not be able to harden my heart? You misjudged this time. If you dare to disobey, I will definitely let you suffer the consequences."
Ye Jingtang secretly shook his head, feeling that Da Benben still overestimated her strength. Before the love between children grows up, how many people in the daughter's family can be as iron-hearted as stone?
In order to help Benben improve his memory and not overestimate himself, Ye Jingtang immediately moved forward and touched his soft red lips.
Bo~
Dongfang Liren was caught off guard. He stood up straight and stared at Ye Jingtang with his eyebrows raised:
"You...get out of here!"
Ye Jingtang shrugged slightly: "Look, His Highness still hasn't used the real fire, so he probably won't care about it this afternoon. Although the words don't sound good, people who practice martial arts must have self-awareness.
"When people get into trouble, they often overestimate their abilities. Even if they know it deep down, they are still dominated by face and utilitarianism and refuse to admit it. Only after something happens, they will wake up and understand their fault, but by that time it is already too late.
"These are the basic knowledge for traveling in the world. However, because of your noble status, no one has ever taught you these things. I teach you this way, and your Highness will understand best. If you don't understand, I will offend you a few times. Your Highness will find out that he is really cruel, so he will naturally understand.
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Dongfang Liren's eyes were very angry, but he was smart and after understanding the "good intentions" of this pervert, he still had some understanding. After thinking about it, he lightly snorted:
"You are disobedient. I said there is a way to cure you, and there is a way to cure you. Do you think you are really cruel to me?"
Seeing that Benben didn't believe in evil, I wanted to take another bite.
Dongfang Liren quickly took a few steps back, sat on the soft couch, took out a stack of drawing paper from the small box, and raised his hand to tear it up.
"Eh?!"
Ye Jingtang's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly came to him and held down Big Benben:
"Why are you tearing this up? It's been painting for so long..."
"You can tear up the things I draw if you want. What does that have to do with you?"
"Oh, it's fine if His Highness is angry and cuts me with a knife. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Paintings are innocent..."
"Aren't you awesome? Where did your unruly and confident look just now go?"
"I made a misjudgment due to lack of self-awareness, and I was inferior to others in terms of skills. Please don't be impulsive, Your Highness. I painted for half a month and tore it apart. I feel sorry for Your Highness..."
"Do you realize your mistake?"
"It's wrong, it's wrong, I won't do it again."
"Hmph~"
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