Miss Qing did not lead Bai Jingrong and his group upstairs, but entered directly from a door on the right side of the lobby, passed through a long corridor, went upstairs, and walked through another section of corridor. They gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle in front of them.
The area of Mingyin Pavilion is larger than outsiders imagine, not only occupying half a street.
In the night, Bai Jingrong followed Miss Qing safely. Beside them was the dimly lit garden, and the rugged rockery in the garden could be vaguely seen under the night cover.
After walking through the corridor hung with palace lanterns, I finally stopped in front of a door.
Inside is a large building with ventilation on three sides, and further inside is a small flower hall with elegant decoration.
Bai Jingrong's entourage was left outside the door. Only Qu Fang followed him in, but the capable man who had just fought with Qu Fang had already disappeared to nowhere.
Miss Qing stopped in Baoxia and said respectfully: "Pavilion Master, Mrs. Rong is here."
After a while, the master of Mingyin Pavilion came out from the inner room.
"Mrs. Rong, nice to meet you."
Bai Jingrong raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the young man in front of her calmly.
No matter in appearance, temperament or speech and behavior, this man is undoubtedly an extremely outstanding man. But Bai Jingrong feels a little disappointed that he is the master of Mingyin Pavilion.
Although the person in front of me is very outstanding, he is a bit mediocre.
He can be a prince or a knight, he can be high up in the temple, or he can be far away from the world.
But he just doesn't look like the master of Mingyin Pavilion.
Bai Jingrong thought in her mind: Even if she were told now that Xie Yan was the master of the Mingyin Pavilion, she would still find him more credible than the young man in front of her.
Although there were many thoughts in her mind, Bai Jingrong's face remained calm and composed. She nodded slightly, "Master Mingyin Pavilion?"
The young man nodded and said, "That's right, I'm Ran Ji."
Bai Jingrong raised her eyebrows slightly, "Sheji's Ji?"
The young man smiled and said nothing, tilted his head and said: "Madam, please come in."
Bai Jingrong did not ask further questions and nodded, "Thank you very much. I didn't expect that the master of the Mingyin Pavilion turned out to be a young talent."
The Master of Mingyin Pavilion smiled and said: "Of course the former Master of Mingyin Pavilion is not here."
The two entered the flower hall, but Miss Qing and Qu Fang stayed in Baoxia, only guarding the door of the flower hall and not going in.
The flower hall was leisurely and quiet, and the soft light of the luminous pearls placed randomly illuminated the entire room, which also demonstrated the financial strength of Mingyin Pavilion.
The guests and hosts were seated, and the master of the Mingyin Pavilion cooked the tea himself. His skills were skillful and elegant, and his movements were smooth and fluid. Just watching it made people feel happy.
Bai Jingrong was not in a hurry. It was not until he personally brought a cup of hot tea to her that she thanked him softly, took a sip of the tea, and praised the tea.
The Master of Mingyin Pavilion smiled and said: "It seems that my tea art still needs to be improved. The simple tea does not satisfy Madam."
Bai Jingrong looked calm, "In my early years, I might have been able to discuss the tea ceremony with the master of the pavilion. These years I have been living abroad, and it is bitter cold outside the Great Wall. I have long been accustomed to a simple diet. How can I tell the difference between good tea and bad tea?"
The master of Mingyin Pavilion chuckled when he heard this: "Then... Madam, which tea is better, the tea from Huguo Zen Temple or the tea from Mingyin Pavilion?"
Bai Jingrong paused slightly while holding the teacup with her slender jade-like fingers. She raised her head and stared at the young man in front of her, "Mingyin Pavilion really deserves its reputation."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion did not dodge and said with a smile: "Madam came with such a big fanfare today. If I avoid you again, wouldn't I make Madam laugh?"
Bai Jingrong said lightly: "I'm sorry, but I sent people here before but they came back without success. It seems that the master of the pavilion disliked the messenger and neglected the Mingyin Pavilion. So it's better for me to come in person."
The smile on the face of the Master of the Mingyin Pavilion gradually faded, and he stared at the woman in front of him, "The Mingyin Pavilion has always acted secretly. Madam, this time... can the Mingyin Pavilion still have a foothold in Shangyong in the future?"
Bai Jingrong seemed to have heard some joke and said sweetly: "If Mingyin Pavilion is afraid of trouble, why did it come to the matter of Young Master Xueya? Besides, could the master of the pavilion think that if no one pointed it out, the court and the royal family would not notice Mingyin Pavilion?
? Pavilion Master, although Mingyin Pavilion is a big tree with deep roots, but... the surname of Xie is still in Yonghuang City today."
After hearing such rude words from Bai Jingrong, the Master of Mingyin Pavilion did not get angry.
He smiled instead of getting angry, "Madam is right, so...His Royal Highness the Regent happens to be in the cabinet tonight."
Bai Jingrong was slightly startled. She obviously didn't know the news.
Silence gradually filled the flower hall, and the light and strange fragrance made people feel more relaxed and happy in the night.
I don't know how long it took, but Bai Jingrong sighed softly and said: "It seems that the Regent of Dasheng and I are destined to be together. But... I don't know why the Regent came here tonight..."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion said: "With the regent are the eldest son of the Luo family, the prince of Lingchuan Hou, the eldest grandson of Prince Ning, and... your son."
"Ah Rong." Bai Jingrong softly called her son's name, and the simple words evoked a sense of tenderness in her.
Bai Jingrong's name also happens to have the word "rong" in it. If you don't know the inside story, you might think that Ji Rong is her most beloved child.
"This child has always been disobedient when he grew up. After he came to Shangyong, he always wanted to go against me. It made the Pavilion Master laugh."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion smiled and said: "The visitor is a guest."
The implication is that he doesn't care why Ji Rong comes, as long as he comes in and does not violate the rules of Mingyin Pavilion, he is a guest.
Bai Jingrong didn't plan to do anything to Ji Rong. Even if she really couldn't tolerate this son, she would do it herself and would not borrow the help of Mingyin Pavilion.
So that sentence just now was really just a momentary emotion.
Bai Jingrong, who had been a little lazily, straightened up a bit. She looked directly at the Mingyin Pavilion Master in front of her and said: "The Pavilion Master should know that I don't have much time to stay in Shangyong. Since the Pavilion Master is willing to see me,
You must know why we came?"
The master of Mingyin Pavilion said: "Madam, please give me instructions."
Bai Jingrong snorted, obviously mocking him for being so mysterious.
The master of Mingyin Pavilion was unmoved, as if he really didn't know why Bai Jingrong came.
Bai Jingrong held the table in front of her with one hand, stared closely at the eyes of Master Mingyin, and said lightly: "Jin, Luan, Fu."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is the Jinluan Talisman?" He did not deny that he knew what the Jinluan Talisman was.
Bai Jingrong looked a little cold and looked at him indifferently, "Donngling Luan Yisi wants to betray the master?"
The Master of Mingyin Pavilion looked calm, "I was not yet born when Dongling was destroyed. Please forgive me for not knowing what Madam means by this?"
Bai Jingrong said: "Since the master of the pavilion has not denied Jinluan Talisman, why should he ask questions now knowing that he knew it? Isn't it because Luanyi Secretary deliberately released the news because of Jinluan Talisman?"
The Master of the Mingyin Pavilion shook his head and smiled: "Madam, I'm afraid I have misunderstood. I do know about the Jinluan Talisman, but it has nothing to do with the so-called Luan Yisi. The reason why I ask Madam... is because the Jinluan Talisman is now in Mingyin.
Pavilion."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Only half a piece."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion continued: "This half piece of Jinluan Talisman was obtained by the pavilion half a year ago, and it is going to be sold tonight. If Madam is interested, you may wish to pay attention to it later."
Bai Jingrong did not speak, but looked at the Master of the Mingyin Pavilion steadily. The Master of the Mingyin Pavilion was not in a hurry and sat opposite her.
The two of them seemed to be competing to see who was more determined. Smoke curled up from the incense burner not far away, and the flower hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.
I don't know how much time passed, but the young lady outside the door reminded me softly: "Pavilion Master, it's still a quarter of an hour until midnight."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion did not answer, but Bai Jingrong slowly stood up.
She looked down at the young man kneeling at the table and said, "It seems that tonight is not a good time to talk. When will Mingyin Pavilion make a decision? Bai Jingrong is waiting for you."
After that, she thought for a moment and then said: "The man outside just now is very skilled, but I guess Xie Yan won't like to see him in Mingyin Pavilion."
The master of Mingyin Pavilion smiled and said, "Madam, you have good eyesight."
Bai Jingrong said: "It's not that good, but even if the Tianlao brand is destroyed, you can still see some of it. There are not many people who can compete with Qu Fang and have been in the Tianlao."
The leader of the Mingyin Pavilion said: "Madam, don't worry, that person is not from the Mingyin Pavilion. If he offends the madam, as long as he leaves the Mingyin Pavilion, he will naturally do whatever he wants."
Bai Jingrong sneered, "Wang Fan's old nest was stabbed by Xie Yan, and he himself was captured by Xie Shen and thrown into the sky prison. His family fortune was ruined and his face was disgraced. From then on, he feared Xie Yan like a tiger. He had not set foot in Shangyong for many years, and now Xie Yan
When he came back, he delivered it to his door himself? Are you tired of living?"
The Master of the Mingyin Pavilion sighed and said: "Madam, what you said is too merciless. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Even the regent's great reputation may not be able to overwhelm people's greed."
Bai Jingrong glanced at him, turned around and walked out without saying anything.
Bai Jingrong quickly left with Qu Fang, and after seeing them off, Miss Qing turned around and stepped into the flower hall.
The Master of Mingyin Pavilion, who was originally sitting upright, was currently sitting leisurely on the edge of the table, playing with a small colorful object in his hand, like colored glass.
The shape of the thing was irregular and looked a little strange. Only the colorful color was particularly eye-catching under the faint pearl light in the room.
"Pavilion Master." Miss Qing kneeled down at the table and said respectfully.
The master of Mingyin Pavilion casually threw the colored glass in front of Miss Qing, who quickly reached out to catch it.
"Jinluan Fu, Luan Yisi, Dongling Yu clan, Xinzhou Yao clan, Dasheng Xie clan and the Bai family... Do you think they are tired?"
Miss Qing carefully held the colorful glass and whispered, "I don't know."
The Master of Mingyin Pavilion snorted softly, "They are not tired, but I am a little tired. Go ahead and take this thing over."
"But..." Miss Qing said with some worry, "Although it is only half of it, it is the Jinluan Talisman after all. If it really ends up..."
"You also said it's only half, and half means nothing." Master Mingyin said with a smile, "Now that everyone is here, the show should begin. Let's see who will end up with this thing.
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"Master, over there..." Miss Qing was still a little uneasy.
The smile on the face of the Mingyin Pavilion Master dropped, and he looked at the girl in front of him coldly, "Qing'er, I am the Mingyin Pavilion Master now."
Miss Qing couldn't help but shudder when she heard this, and lowered her head, "Yes, Pavilion Master."
In the lobby, Luo Junyao was pestering Xie Yan to tell her old stories about the man named Wang Fan.
In fact, it wasn't a big deal. If the man hadn't escaped in the end, maybe Xie Yan wouldn't even remember it.
Seven or eight years ago, not long after Xie Yan had conquered the Zhenguo Army, there was nothing urgent at the border, so the late emperor issued an edict to urgently summon Xie Yan back to the capital, although it later proved that there was nothing urgent at all.
On the way back to Beijing, when Xie Yan passed by the border of Suzhou, he happened to encounter the local garrison who had returned from suppressing bandits.
This bandit is Wang Fan.
At that time, the Central Plains had gradually calmed down, and there were no longer as many ferocious bandits as in the early years. But those who survived were naturally those who were washed away by the waves.
Wang Fan was a fierce bandit entrenched on the border between Suzhou and Lingzhou. He was only thirty at the time. But with his unrivaled strength and brutal style, he gathered together in just two or three years.
There were more than two thousand mountain bandits. These bandits were entrenched on the hilltops and robbed not only the people, but even the government and military pay.
Naturally, the local government could not ignore it. They tried to annihilate it several times but were defeated. That time, nearly five to six thousand soldiers and horses were dispatched, but they still failed to succeed and were beaten to the extreme. Even the general who led the army was defeated.
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Since he met Xie Yan, he naturally couldn't ignore it. He was in a hurry to return to the capital and didn't bother to bother. He went straight into the village alone, fought with Wang Fan and captured him alive.
The bandits in the stronghold relied on Wang Fan to gather. When Wang Fan was captured, these people immediately became a mess. The officers and soldiers who had been ordered to wait on one side swarmed up and wiped out the stronghold.
Rough bandits like Wang Fan must be killed on the spot or escorted to the capital. Ordinary local yamen may not dare to take them into custody.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s not that Xie Yan didn’t want to kill him, but this man had been robbing for two or three years, but the village was empty, and no one knew what he had done with the stolen property.
Where to go.
People like Wang Fan were not very afraid of death, and torture would be of no use to him. Xie Yan was anxious to return to Beijing, so he simply took him back with him.
The two of them had a battle of wits and courage along the way. Wang Fan tried to escape several times, but was caught and beaten by Xie Yan. Wang Fan originally thought he was a master and was quite arrogant, but he didn't expect to be beaten by a man in his early twenties.
The young man was unable to fight back.
In the end, he simply broke the jar and broke it. He revealed the place where he hid the treasure and let Xie Yan deal with it.
After Xie Yan returned to the capital, he threw the person into the sky prison. Naturally, he did not have to worry about subsequent interrogations and finding the hidden treasure.
If the late emperor hadn't mentioned Wang Fan's escape from the prison a year later in his letter, Xie Yan would have thought that he had already been punished by Ming Zhengdian.
Afterwards, there were endless wars at the border, and after the death of the late emperor, Xie Yan was even more busy with affairs, so naturally he had no time to take care of this person anymore.
After Wang Fan escaped from the prison, he had kept a very low profile in these years. No one knew that he would suddenly appear in Shangyong.
"So that's it." Luo Jun shook his head and looked at Xie Yan with sparkling eyes, "Ayan, you are so awesome."
A faint smile appeared on Xie Yan's lips, and he raised his hand to rub her head.
"He has appeared now, are you going to arrest him?" Luo Junyao asked.
Xie Yan nodded and said: "Since we have met, of course we have to catch him." After that, he looked down at Luo Junyao and said sternly: "His strength has improved rapidly in recent years. You are no match for him, so don't mess with him."
Luo Junyao smiled and said, "I don't like to seek death, so don't worry."
Facing ordinary masters can be said to challenge oneself to seek breakthroughs. With her current strength, facing someone like Wang Fan would be overestimating one's abilities and seeking death.
"Yes." Xie Yan said with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Be good."
