Nowadays, when the city of Yujing is in turmoil, although Lu Guoyong has resigned, many people still come to the Lu Mansion to visit this old man who once held great power, hoping to get some advance warnings from him. Therefore, the Lu Mansion has also recently
Very lively.
But without exception, whether they were princes, ministers or court officials, they were all turned away by Lu Guoyong.
This time An Jing, Li Fuzhou and others came, but were also blocked at the door.
Li Fuzhou said: "Teacher, I don't want to get involved in the temple anymore."
He understands Lu Guoyong's temperament very well. Now their identity is to represent Tianwaitian. It may not be a big deal at ordinary times, but at critical moments, it will obviously leave others with tongue-tied lips.
Han Wenxin looked pityful and said: "What a pity. I still want to see Lu Gong. If I see such a person, I can still play for a few years after I go back to the government office."
An Jing said calmly: "Let's go, let's go find Mr. Zhou."
After Zhou Xianming became an official, he moved out of Lu Mansion and opened his own mansion.
Han Wenxin's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he quickly urged: "Let's go, let's go, that old boy said that he wouldn't forget me when he got rich. If he can pass the exam, I will pay for it."
Then the three of them walked along the market towards Feihua Lane, where Zhou Xianming lived.
On the way, An Jing thought of something and asked, "Third Master, where is Li Yue now?"
The Demon Sect spent a lot of effort to secretly rescue Li Yue from the Crown Prince Zhao Chongyin.
Li Fuzhou thought for a while and said: "She practiced the Blood Spirit Art, which consumed too much of her body's essence, and her lifespan is not long. Now she has returned to Yuzhou City."
An Jing raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said, "Have you returned to Yuzhou City?"
Li Fuzhou nodded and said: "Yes, but I sent two spies from the Human Sect to follow her."
An Jing nodded and said: "That's good, we can't let her fall into the hands of the prince."
Li Fuzhou nodded.
Just as they were talking, the three of them arrived at a brand new mansion, with the word "Zhou Mansion" engraved on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Recently, because Zhou Xianming has been appreciated by the Emperor of China, and because of Lu Men, he has been making rapid progress. He is now serving as the Minister of Rites, and his promotion speed is astonishing.
As the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty, his residence is naturally full of grandeur and extraordinary dignity.
"My dear!"
When Han Wenxin saw this big house, he exclaimed: "Old Zhou is very prosperous. He is really prosperous. If this big house were exchanged for money, he could buy a boat in Yuzhou City."
Li Fuzhou walked up and knocked on the door, "It's more than just a painting boat? You underestimate him too much."
"Boom!"
Soon the door opened and the concierge was a middle-aged man.
He looked at the old Confucian scholar in front of him who was well dressed and had his hair combed meticulously, and said: "Our master is a little tired today and has no guests. Please come back."
Li Fuzhou chuckled lightly and said, "Go in and tell your master that my name is Li Fuzhou."
"Li Fuzhou?!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go in and report it."
Han Wenxin hummed and said: "The old man is still showing off his airs this week? In the past, I could go in and out of his house whenever I wanted."
An Jing shook his head and said, "It's different now."
Han Wenxin asked curiously: "What's different? He has an extra bird?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Hearing Han Wenxin's words, An Jing couldn't help laughing.
In Han Wenxin's heart, Zhou Xianming was still the same Zhou Xianming before, the Confucian scholar who came from a poor background and worked as a storyteller in Datong Tea House.
But is he really still the poor scholar?
"Creak!"
At this time, the door opened again, and it was Zhou Xianming who walked out with a smile on his face, "Brother An, Mr. Li, you are all here. Hey, isn't this Capt. Han?"
When Zhou Xianming saw Han Wenxin, he was surprised, "Are you still alive?"
Han Wenxin's face darkened, "I'm not only alive, but also living well. Can't you see that?"
Zhou Xianming stepped forward and stroked Han Wen's newly polished bald head with his palm, "Yeah, how did you become a braised egg? Could it be that you have cut off the seven emotions and six desires and abandoned the worldly worries?"
Han Wenxin knocked off Zhou Xianming's palm with a slap, strode towards the house, and said impatiently: "I want to see if you are corrupt, and how many delicate little ladies are hidden in this deep house."
Zhou Xianming looked at Han Wenxin's back and shook his head, then said to An Jing and Li Fuzhou: "Please."
An Jing smiled and said, "Let's go and take a look at Mr. Zhou's big house."
Several people walked into Zhou Xianming's house, which was a large courtyard with three entrances. It was originally left by a wealthy businessman on Yunping Road. Later, when his family fell into decline, Princess Anle took a fancy to it and it became her villa.
But she rarely came to live in this courtyard, so the three-door courtyard had always been empty. It was not until recently that she gave this courtyard to Zhou Xianming.
Zhou Xianming walked in front, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Please come this way, I have prepared a banquet."
Li Fuzhou said with a smile: "It seems that you have expected us to come, Xianming."
Zhou Xianming said: "The princess said that Brother An will definitely come and asked Zhou to entertain Brother An well, so she has prepared everything in advance."
An Jing and Li Fuzhou looked at each other with understanding in their hearts.
The meaning of Zhou Xianming's words is very obvious. His current identity represents Princess Anle, not simply the storyteller Zhou Xianming.
Ready?!
Han Wenxin's heart was beating fast and his face turned red. He grabbed Zhou Xianming's arm and said, "Brother Zhou, are you really ready?"
Zhou Xianming said: "Captain Han, do you know why you have always been the captor?"
Han Wenxin couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he heard this, "Because my Qiankun Sword has never been able to be cultivated to perfection."
The martial arts Qiankun Sword specially practiced by the Yamen is a fourth-level martial arts, but Han Wenxin has three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, so it is naturally impossible to practice it to perfection. If you want to enter the Xuanyi Guard to practice, you must first
It is necessary to cultivate this Qiankun Sword to the perfect state.
Zhou Xianming shook his head and said: "Because you always think about the lower body, not the second half of your life."
Li Fuzhou nodded in agreement.
Han Wenxin's face turned completely dark. He used to reprimand and kidnap him with these words, but now Zhou Xianming actually used these words to reprimand him.
Soon, Zhou Xianming brought three people to the banquet.
Everything seemed to be back to normal, the beautiful singer was dancing, and the four of them drank wine freely.
Just like back then, all three of them had changed. Only Han Wenxin kept looking for happiness in the singer with his small eyes, and paid no attention to the conversation between the three of them.
When An Jing saw this, he recalled the chat on the boat in Yuzhou City that day.
They have all changed, but Han Wenxin is the only one who still insists on himself and remains the same.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Han Wenxin lay on the table and fell asleep.
An Jing casually glanced behind the curtain, put down the wine cup in his hand, and asked, "Mr. Zhou, I have something to ask you."
When Zhou Xianming saw An Jing like this, he also said: "Please tell me, I know everything I can tell you."
An Jing asked: "Then let's open the skylight and tell the truth. Who was your majesty hit hard by?"
Since Zhou Xianming is already Zhao Xuening's confidant, he must know many unknown secrets.
"The person who severely injured His Majesty was a truly unique person."
Zhou Xianming frowned and seemed to adjust for a moment before saying: "I know very little about this person. I just heard that he is immortal and dormant between heaven and earth for thousands of years."
Sure enough it was him!
When An Jing heard Zhou Xianming's words, he couldn't help but secretly thought.
Jin Deng once mentioned to him this immortal man who was not only the culprit who severely damaged the Emperor of Yan, but was also Zongzheng Huachun's teacher.
Being able to live without death for thousands of years is already very terrifying, but to continuously kill top masters during these thousands of years is even more frightening.
Li Fuzhou's brows knitted into a knot. Even though An Jing had told him about this eternal immortal, he was still very shocked in his heart.
Zhou Xianming said: "It is true that His Majesty was severely injured, and it is true that his body is deteriorating, but His Majesty does not want to pass the throne to Zhao Chongyin."
Li Fuzhou asked: "Oh? What does your Majesty mean?"
Zhao Chongyin is a prince, and he is not that useless. He is a more suitable successor candidate at present. If the Emperor does not want to pass the throne to the prince, then who does he plan to pass the throne to?
Zhou Xianming sighed and said: "Your Majesty wants to pass the throne to Princess Anle, but now the government and the public are full of princelings. His Majesty's health is deteriorating, and his control over the court is getting weaker and weaker."
An Jing said lightly: "Mr. Zhou, are you serious about what you said?"
Zhou Xianming smiled bitterly and said: "It is absolutely true that your Majesty intends to depose the prince and let Princess Anle inherit the throne. However, the princess is now alone and unable to compete with Zhao Chongyin."
Not to mention Zhao Xuening, even Zhao Mengtai and his party could not compete with Zhao Chongyin in the temple.
The prince's party can be said to be the largest party in the court.
In particular, Zhao Zhiwu ignored government affairs and Zhao Tianyi never formed cliques, which invisibly made the prince's party more powerful.
And now what Zhao Xuening can win over are those who are hostile to Zhao Chongyin, or Zhao Mengtai's old subordinates, among whom the largest force is undoubtedly the Demon Sect.
Although according to common sense, the Demonic Sect will definitely be on the side of Princess Anle, the reality is unpredictable. No one knows whose side the Demonic Sect will be on until the end.
So at this moment, Zhou Xianming's words were undoubtedly a test.
An Jing said seriously: "As long as your Majesty issues an imperial decree, it will be a state matter. An will definitely abide by your Majesty's decree and will never let Xiao Xiao usurp the country."
When Zhou Xianming heard An Jing's words, his eyes could not help but shine.
This sentence basically stated the position.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
At this moment, a crisp slap sounded, and I followed the sound.
The visitor was none other than Princess Anle, Zhao Xuening.
She has a bun on her head, moon-like phoenix eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes full of love, a straight nose, fragrant cheeks, cherry lips that exhale like orchid, goose-oval cheeks, and skin that can be broken by a blow.
Like frost and snow, her figure is as delicate as the Luo Shen emerging from the water.
"your Highness!"
An Jing and Li Fuzhou both stood up and cupped their fists.
"No need to be so polite."
Zhao Xuening looked at An Jing affectionately and said, "I was discussing with Xian Ming just now, and you suddenly came to visit. I asked Xian Ming not to say that I was here, and I also hope that Mr. An will not blame you."
An Jing laughed and said, "Princess is serious, I can understand it."
He knew that Zhao Xuening was behind the curtain, and Zhao Xuening also knew that he knew.
What Zhao Xuening wanted was an attitude, so what An Jing just said was naturally meant for Zhao Xuening.
The two of them just put words on the table that were not on the table.
Zhao Xuening said with a smile in her phoenix eyes: "With Mr. An's words, Xuening has confidence in her heart. As long as great things can be accomplished, Tianwaitian's status in Dayan will still be above that of Zhenyi Sect today, and it will be unique."
An Jing looked at Zhao Xuening in front of him.
He could clearly feel that Zhao Xuening had changed. From the first time he saw her, in Ping County, Zhao Xuening was still a little immature. Although he was mixed up in the harem and had some cleverness of his own, later on he became
It was at the ruined temple in Xuwang Mountain. At that time, Zhao Xuening was in the hands of Qi Shu and she could be said to have suffered all kinds of humiliation. This made her understand the concept of forbearance.
Later, the two met mostly in Yujing City. Zhao Xuening was curious at the beginning and then launched an offensive against An Jing. He was calm, measured, bold and unrestrained. Coupled with his unique identity, even An Jing was a little unable to resist.
But now Zhao Xuening is a little more calm and a little more deep.
This kind of change starts from the inside out and makes people sink in.
An Jing chuckled, and then asked: "Princess, I heard that the prince entertained Xiao Qianqiu at a banquet?"
Even though the Demon Sect Renzong has obtained the exact information, An Jing still has to confirm it. Not only can he get some information from Zhao Xuening, but he can also test out the strength that Zhao Xuening has now.
"That's right, brother did invite a national advisor."
Zhao Xuening nodded slightly, then raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "And the Imperial Master has also agreed that he will do his best to help his brother ascend to the throne."
An Jing couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Really?"
This is not only a fight between Zhao Xuening and the prince, but also a fight between the Zhenyi Sect and the Demon Sect.
It’s even more of a fight between An Jing and Xiao Qianqiu.
An Jing had long known that he and Xiao Qianqiu would have a battle, not only because of the battle of Xuanmen Taoism, which included the expectations of Jiang Sanjia, Lou Xiangzhen and others, but also because of the natural duel between the two.
In this huge world, how can we become number one in the world?
When you are invincible and there is no one in front of you, then you are truly number one in the world.
At this moment, An Jing and Xiao Qianqiu are both walking towards this path. They both want to be the best in the world, and there are many people behind them who also want them to be the best in the world.
The two of them seemed to have already had this game.
Li Fuzhou on the side also squinted his eyes. With his intelligence, he could naturally see that there must be some dispute.
Zhao Xuening nodded slightly, then thought of something, and said: "The war in Jiangnan Road is also in a state of anxiety. Buddhist disciples and many Buddhist masters also rushed to Yujing City because of the matter of hip-hop Buddha. My father will invite you to see you in three days. Fa Enlightenment
, the Imperial Master goes to the Imperial City."
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