Chu Ling said angrily: "He's so mysterious, you can tell he's not a good person as soon as you hear him!"
She is extremely alert.
As soon as I hear the word "distinguished guest", I can tell that something is wrong. If it is really a distinguished guest, there is no need to emphasize the distinguished guest.
That is the enemy from Dayun.
It seems that the emperor is asking his father to send men to kill this distinguished guest.
Thinking of this, she lost interest and asked purely out of curiosity.
But Fakong insisted not to say anything, but she became even more interested: "I guessed it right?"
Fakong smiled and said: "This distinguished guest is related to Master Leng's great enmity."
"Leng Feiqiong's enemy?" Chu Ling perked up.
Fa Kong nodded.
Chu Ling said in surprise: "Leng Feiqiong's enemy wants to come and attack us? Is he crazy?"
She then shook her head: "Maybe you don't know that Leng Feiqiong has entered the palace and become a noble concubine, right?"
"You should know."
"Then he still dares to come?"
"That's how courageous he is."
"...What a madman." Chu Ling snorted.
Fakong nodded.
Chu Ling's judgment is accurate.
This His Highness King Qi is indeed a lunatic.
But on the outside, he looks very cautious.
But his caution is completely different from his own.
I am really cautious, but His Highness Prince Qi's caution is just to cover up his madness, it is a disguise.
If he were a normal person, the Daqian court specifically named him, and he would never come to Daqian again.
But it just so happened that His Highness King Qi didn't believe in evil, so he actually came.
It is the normal behavior of His Highness King Qi to risk his life to seek excitement, and the world is deceived by his caution.
There is a huge difference between the King Qi in people's eyes and the real King Qi.
Chu Ling frowned and stared at him.
Fakong smiled and said, "Thank you."
"...Okay, I'll tell my father." Chu Ling hummed, "How are Qingluo, Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang doing now?"
"It feels very boring when you're not here." Fakong said: "Yuxia Pass is not the Divine Capital. The prosperity and size are dozens of times different. It's like going from the Divine Capital to a small town. It quickly becomes boring."
Chu Ling smiled.
Fakong said: "What's more, being in a military camp is not as free as when you were on duty in Shenwu Mansion."
Chu Ling's smile grew even brighter.
Not only did he think of the situation when he was on duty in Shenwu Mansion, guarding Prince Ming's Mansion, but also thought of their suffering at Yuxia Pass, he was extremely happy.
Let them leave themselves alone, that's right!
She felt very proud.
Fakong added: "And being at the border, there is not as much protection as in Shenjing. No one knows their identities at the border. In the eyes of outsiders, they are just ordinary masters of Shenwu Palace. They are subject to too much control and live a very depressed life." Qu."
Chu Ling said with a smile: "That's really pitiful! ... Otherwise, let them come back early."
Fakong said: "If the two sides fight, Miss Zhu will quickly make military exploits, and then she will be able to come back soon."
With Zhu Ni's sound-killing skills, it is easy to achieve meritorious service.
Over the years, Daqian and Dayun have almost never gained the upper hand in battles. They have always focused on defense, huddled in the city gates and did not take the initiative to attack, which made Dayun's cavalry more and more unscrupulous.
If there is a sneak attack and they suddenly leave the city, with the more than one hundred masters from Shenwu Mansion as the vanguard, they can give the Dayun Iron Cavalry a severe lesson.
The heads of a hundred Dayun cavalry are enough to be called a great achievement.
With this merit, Zhu Ni, the Sima, might be able to advance to another level and return to the Shenjing City.
"Will they come back soon?" Chu Ling was refreshed.
Fakong smiled: "The world is so unpredictable, who can see clearly."
"You can see clearly."
Fakong shook his head: "The future is always changing...don't forget to tell the emperor to leave."
"Leaving so soon?"
"There's something else."
"What's the matter? If you go to see Qingluo, help me bring back some gadgets." Chu Ling said hurriedly: "I told Qingluo before she left."
Fakong shook his head: "Those things have been brought back, just go to the outer courtyard to get them."
It was Lin Feiyang who brought it back at Xu Qingluo's request.
But Chu Ling didn't go there, so he didn't take it away.
"I'll find Father right away, and I'll be there shortly." Chu Ling said hurriedly, giving him an angry look: "You didn't tell me earlier."
Fa Kong smiled and disappeared in a flash.
Fakong was squatting next to the stone table, his eyes level with the four pure bottles on the table, constantly changing his body shape and viewing angle, with an intoxicated look on his face.
He never tires of these four pure bottles.
When he has free time, he either travels out to explore the beauty of mountains and rivers, or contemplates the wonders of art.
These four pure bottles gather the beauty of heaven and earth and spiritual wisdom. They are really beautiful beyond imagination. The more you look at them, the more you are amazed. Their charm is endless. Every time you take a look, you will feel a little more.
Footsteps sounded, and Daqian Emperor Chu Xiong and Leng Feiqiong appeared together.
The man is brave and the woman is cool, they suddenly look like a perfect couple.
Chu Ling had already taken away some gadgets Xu Qingluo bought for her and went back to Lingkong Temple to enjoy them.
"Your Majesty, your concubine." With a flick of his eye, his sleeves brushed across the table, and the four pure bottles disappeared. It seemed that no pure bottles had ever appeared on the stone table.
"Master, how much can this Sumeru mustard seed hold?" Chu Xiong walked slowly.
He was wearing a purple robe, a jasper belt around his waist, and a small hat with beautiful jade on his head. He looked more than ten years younger.
Leng Feiqiong was dressed in an apricot-yellow palace dress, her hair was pulled up high, her golden steps were not trembling, and her steps were as light as gliding on water.
A slight smile appeared on her cold face: "Master, if you are willing, what kind of treasure in the world cannot be obtained?"
Fakong smiled and said: "It's just a small trick. It can hold something as big as my body, but no more will be enough."
Chu Xiong said: "Buddhism is indeed incredible... Master, as far as I know, this distinguished guest has not come."
If there is only such a big place, it really isn't of much use, at least it can't be used to transport military supplies.
It has no strategic value and can only hold some personal belongings.
Of course, if used for assassination, it is indeed a sharp weapon.
Fakong took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Chu Xiong.
Leng Feiqiong stepped forward to take it and slowly unfolded it. What appeared in front of her and Chu Xiong was a handsome middle-aged man.
"This seems to be a minister from Dayun's Ministry of Rites...Shilang Guo Mingrong." Chu Xiong said: "Huh?...Could it be him?"
He tried to recall the news he had received.
The Secretary in Green Clothes sent all the news about Dali and his party, including everyone's temperament, life story, hobbies and weaknesses, all clearly.
Fakong said slowly: "That's him."
"...Good means!" Chu Xiong snorted and shook his head: "But I have to say, the means are indeed powerful and unexpected."
King Qi flatly rejected the news that came back from the Daqian secret agent and from the Green Clothes Division.
While he was disappointed, he also reflected that he was fascinated by Leng Feiqiong and acted too carefully and his methods were too crude. He should have used some means to lure him here.
No one else would have been fooled by this.
Leng Feiqiong's bright eyes flashed and she said softly: "He is finally here!"
Fakong smiled: "Congratulations, Master Leng, for your great revenge has been avenged."
Leng Feiqiong's bright eyes shone, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, suppressing her excitement: "You can't be too happy before you can kill him."
Her voice trembled slightly.
I was already extremely disappointed and thought there was no hope of revenge. I have been depressed and depressed, and I am still practicing desperately.
Surprises come unexpectedly.
"Feiqiong, since he dares to come, he is dead." Chu Xiong said: "We will never let him escape."
Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly.
She didn't insist on killing her enemy this time because the opportunity was too rare.
If the emperor dares to say this, he is promising that if things don't go well, he will personally take action. He is the number one master in the field.
No matter how strong and cunning King Qi is, he cannot escape.
Fakong looked at them with a smile.
Chu Xiong said: "Master, thank you very much."
I owe Fa Kong another big favor.
This plan was devised by Fa Kong. It may seem crude, but it is an upright conspiracy, and it accurately predicts King Qi's temperament.
And this time, without Fakong's guidance, King Qi didn't recognize it when he got close. It's very likely that he would point it out after he returned, which would make him laugh a lot.
If this happens, Feiqiong will be depressed to death.
So after all calculation, this favor is not small.
Fakong smiled and shook his head.
This can be regarded as making up for the rift between the two. After all, Dayun is already taking action to recruit him.
Several forces are secretly competing to obstruct the journey of the four messengers. They have to walk for a long time from Yunjing to Shenjing.
Leng Feiqiong breathed hard and tried her best to calm her mind.
Chu Xiong sat down at the stone table, patted his sleeves gently, and said casually: "Master, what do you think of Dayun's recruitment?"
Fakong also smiled and said with a careless expression: "As far as I know, Dayun will give me a temple in Yunjing, along with jade books and gold certificates. The inside of the temple belongs to me, and the outside of the temple belongs to Dayun. If Dayun is there, , then the temple will never change.”
"How generous!" Chu Xiong smiled: "Master, are you excited?"
This is different from the ordinary gift of a temple. It is equivalent to a country within a country. More importantly, it also gives a golden book and a jade certificate.
The Jade Book Gold Coupon and the Alchemy Book Iron Coupon are different.
The Iron Coupon of Alchemy Book is given by the emperor to the hero, and it can be used as a substitute for death.
The Jade Book and Gold Coupon were presented to the Imperial Ancestral Temple by the emperor and cannot be replaced by future generations.
With this jade book gold certificate, it means that no one can take back this temple. As long as Dayun does not fall, it will always belong to him.
"If you were the emperor, would your heart be moved?"
"Yes, yes." Chu Xiong nodded slowly: "If it were me, I would definitely be moved."
Fa Kong smiled.
Chu Xiong said: "Then Master is ready to accept it?"
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
This kind of reward is not an ordinary thing. No matter how many things I do for Chu Xiong, I am afraid that Chu Xiong will not give it to him.
This is equivalent to ceding territory, and the ancestors will be blamed.
And if you are not good, you will become the laughing stock of future generations, or cause eternal trouble, and be cursed by future generations.
As far as I know, at least Daqian has not yet published the Jade Book and the Golden Scroll.
Chu Xiong looked up at the sky and then around, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Hu Lieyuan is really brave."
Leng Feiqiong calmed down and turned to look at the two of them.
She felt the waves between the two of them.
It seems that they are speaking carelessly and in an understatement, but in fact they are suppressing their emotions and pretending to be calm.
She knew Emperor Chu Xiong best and could see that he was actually a little nervous.
It is rare for an emperor to be so self-centered and a master of martial arts who is the best in the world.
"You want to ask for a temple from me, right?" Chu Xiong smiled.
Fakong smiled: "If the emperor is generous, even a poor monk will not refuse such a good thing."