Chapter 1202 Such a good city is the place to bury the king
Outside the room, Kong Dejing was holding a phone in her hand when she came out. A series of phone numbers had been entered on the keyboard of the phone, but she pressed the dial button but still did not dial it out.
Kong Dejing was hesitating and struggling. She didn't know whether she should dial this number. If she dialed it, she might become a slightly rebellious sinner of the Kong family. If she didn't dial it, she couldn't bear it. The beautiful woman was sexy
She is also emotional at the same time. Unfortunately, Kong Dejing met someone who could make her emotional, which caused her to wander at a crossroads that was difficult to choose.
"Ding" Kong Dejing pressed the elevator button. After the door opened, she stepped in and then pressed the button to close the door. She had some random thoughts and came out to relax.
"Hey, hey, hey, talk"
Suddenly, there was movement from the phone in Kong Dejing's hand. She looked down and was a little confused. Maybe she accidentally pressed the dial button just now: "Is this...is it God's will?"
When Kong Dejing was wondering whether to call or not, the careless touch of her thumb ended her hesitation, and the call was dialed without her realizing it.
Kong Deqing picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and asked softly: "Xiang Que?"
"Well, haha, Miss Kong," Xiang Que said in Northeastern dialect that smelled like corn stubble.
"Are you, are you... almost at Zhongnan Mountain?" Dejing asked a little staggeringly.
"Huh? How do you know?" Xiang Que seemed a little surprised on the phone. At this time, he was less than a day away from Zhongnan Mountain and would reach the foot of the mountain tomorrow.
"Don't ask me how I know, just find a way to avoid Zhongnan Mountain," Kong Dejing reminded.
Xiang Que was silent. Kong Dejing's words made him realize that even though he was careful, his whereabouts were still traced. One day when he reached the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, he would also face the interception of the Kong Mansion.
"I know, thank you," Xiang Que said on the phone.
"Just take care of yourself." Kong Dejing didn't dare to continue talking to Xiang Que, so she hung up the phone in a panic, and then leaned against the elevator in a daze.
Kong Dejing was very conflicted about whether it was right or wrong to do this. From a moral point of view, she was definitely wrong, but from an emotional point of view, she couldn't help but want to make this call. The tangled thoughts made her feel like a cat.
As if.
"Just hit him, maybe if something happens to him... I might be even more uneasy," Kong Dejing said to herself.
"Ding" the elevator door opened, and as soon as Kong Dejing walked out, a man in his thirties wearing casual clothes walked out of another elevator next to him, and suddenly said: "Hi, Dejing"
Kong Dejing turned around and asked, "Prince Yan, why did you come out?"
King Yan is not the King of Hell. This young man named Yan doesn’t know what his father thought of giving him such an arrogant and domineering name. But King Yan’s explanation was that his father didn’t want him to become the King of Hell.
The same man, but I hope he can become a man like a king.
King Yan is the descendant of Yan Hui. His ancestors have never left the Confucius family and have stayed with the Kong family until now. King Yan is the most outstanding group of people besides the children of the Kong family, but he has never been there.
Domestically, it has always been the base camp of Kongfu in Taiwan.
Kong Dejing walked out of the hotel, and Prince Yan followed her, saying: "The scholars from the south, the generals from the north, the emperors are buried in the loess of Shaanxi. There are more than 30 tombs of emperors in the past dynasties on this land. The most arrogant one is probably
The first emperor of the generation, the emperor came from the loess here, what a wonderful city, but our ancestors never entered Guanzhong. Lao Tzu riding a green ox came to Xi'an, but the saint Kong left a saying: "Go west in this life"
If we don't enter Qin, the Kong family has never entered Guanzhong, which can be regarded as complying with the last wish of our ancestors. Dejing, do you think it is right or wrong for us to come to Xi'an this time?"
Kong Dejing couldn't help frowning and asked: "What kind of emotion are you expressing?"
"Life is eternal, and death is eternal. The merits of the Three Qin Dynasties are full of resentment. Such a good city has buried too many emperor-like figures. You said that my name is King Yan, and I am destined to be a man like a king. Come here
I shuddered in this city, it's taboo with me here." King Yan put his hands in his pockets and said slightly crookedly: "A man like a king has come to a place dedicated to burying kings. I
I really don’t like it here.”
Kong Dejing pursed her lips and held it in for a long time but not a single word came out. She shook her head and walked forward with a sigh.
"Hey, where are you going?" King Yan quickly took a few steps to follow.
“Eat steamed buns and a bowl of mutton soup”
"Two more cloves of garlic..."
After the phone call with Kong Dejing ended, Xiang Que looked at his phone in a daze: "Telling the news? Rebellion? What kind of monster is this woman doing? Even with the previous deal, she wouldn't have betrayed the Kong family, right? Hey,
It’s quite true to say that a woman’s heart will be as deep as a needle in the sea.”
Xiang Que was like an idiot when it came to the relationship between men and women. For a long time, he didn't figure out the purpose of Kong Dejing informing him, because he didn't even think that his cruel trick in the old man's tomb in the village had actually happened.
It was a coincidence that he opened a woman's heart and planted a seed of emotion in her heart. After many days, it began to take root, sprout, and grow vigorously.
Therefore, women's emotions are always underestimated. It's like a tornado. It comes when it comes and gets bigger and bigger!
Although he was informed, Xiang Que still did not choose to change his route and continued to advance towards Zhongnan Mountain, because Xiang Que felt that it was safer to risk returning to Gujing Temple than anywhere else he went.
"The dust in the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan is flying, and 30 million Shaanxi people are shouting Qin Opera together. If he dares to come, I will roar the Qin Opera for him, so that people will know how the dust in the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan is flying." Xiang Que
Said loudly.
One day later, Xiang Que arrived at Zhouzhi County. A dozen miles beyond the county seat was the foothills of Zhongnan Mountain.
Xiang Que waved his hand to stop a Sanbengzi, and the old man on the bike asked, "Brother, are you kidding?"
"What's going on? We have to go up the mountain," Xiang Que said as he got into the car.
"Sit tight, let's go," the old man on the bike greeted and headed straight out of the city.
Outside the county town, not long after coming out, Sanbengzi drove to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. He paid money to Que and then entered the mountain road. Before going up the mountain, he looked back and looked behind him, but found no other people waiting.
"Hey, if you want to block me in our lair, I don't know how many brainless people can do such a good thing. Zhongnan Mountain has buried too many idiots who don't know what to do..."
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