Chapter 11 The Monk King Faming (Part 2)—The Great Zhou State Banquet (Part 1)
Long Ying said: "How do the two of them wrestle?"
Fatty Gong said: "Their struggle began when Fa Ming used the power of the monk king to appoint the fake monk Xue Huaiyi as the abbot of Baima Temple, forcing Wu Zhao to agree to the appointment afterwards. You can imagine the subtleties in this. Buddhism was opposed to Fa Ming at this time
Ming's forces were almost completely wiped out, and no one dared to say a word. Now Cihang Jingzhai had no choice but to send Duan Muling out to see if there was a way to save the day. This was Fa Ming's original intention of appointing Xue Huaiyi. Fa Ming was a charming man.
Extraordinary, if Duanmuling can be subdued and used as the object of his joyful Zen practice, not only will he be able to achieve a breakthrough in Zen skills, Cihang Jingzhai will inevitably lose its reputation, and the Baidao martial arts world may be in a state of collapse due to the loss of its spiritual leader. Fa Ming this person
The ambition is not as great as that of Wu Zhao."
Long Ying took another breath, and finally understood the reason behind Wu Zhao allowing him to transfer Jing Zhongyue to Wan Renyu, because Wu Zhao's immediate concern was no longer the issue of the emperor's heir, or even the issue of "a fire far away cannot save a fire close by".
It is to deal with the threat of Fa Ming. It is conceivable that if something goes wrong in the world, for example, Wu Cheng succeeds Li Dan as the crown prince and Fa Ming rises up, no one can predict the variables that will arise.
The fat father-in-law said happily: "You are just at the right time, boy. Your appearance has broken the balance of power confrontation between Wu Zhao and Fa Ming."
Long Ying smiled bitterly and said, "I actually have such great influence?"
The fat father-in-law said fairly: "Just think about it! What would happen if Xiang Yutian came out between Wu Zhao and Fa Ming? If I were either party, I would try my best to win you over. Fa Ming can't kill you.
, we have no choice but to use a delaying tactic. Kill people and silence them so that you can’t trace the identity of his mastermind from Little Buddha. If you can get rid of Fa Ming one day, it won’t be a problem for you to ask Wu Zhao to marry Princess Taiping to you."
Long Ying sighed: "Forgive me, I won't be able to bear this."
The fat father-in-law said fairly: "No one can control Fa Ming now, including Wu Zhao, and you have become her special soldier, which directly benefits me. So she gave Ren Ya to you just to make you have no objections."
The whole situation is complicated. The only way is to walk step by step, cross the river by feeling the stones, and adapt to changes. If you stand firmly on Wu Zhao's side, Li Tang's world still has a glimmer of hope. If Fa Ming replaces Wu Zhao, the world will be in ruins.
It will become something else."
Long Ying said dejectedly: "If Fa Ming reveals my identity as the evil emperor, I can be dealt with without beatings at all."
The fat father-in-law said angrily: "Don't underestimate yourself. Who didn't know that Xiang Yutian was the evil emperor back then, but he lived to be two hundred years old and was still prosperous, and there was no one in the martial arts world who dared to mess with him. Who would Ning Daoqi wait for?
You are not polite when you see him. As long as Wu Zhao does not mobilize the power of the court to deal with you, and you have no bad behavior, who in the world is qualified to do anything to you? If Fa Ming uses this method to deal with you, he will definitely be at the end of the road and have to
Come up with this plan."
Then he said: "I have to rush back to Guanfeng Hall to see if anything has happened to my subordinates. I will talk to you tomorrow if I have a chance. I should be in Shangshichu most of the day, and in the Grand Palace Supervisory Courtyard at night. Remember Renya.
It is something that everyone wants, so we must protect her well."
Then leave.
The three girls finally couldn't help laughing and bent their waists with laughter. Qiao Renya laughed the hardest.
Long Ying said awkwardly: "Is it ugly?"
Lili gasped: "It's not ugly, but ugly. It makes our husband look like a juggler."
Xiuqing said: "It's unnatural, but there's nothing we can do about it! This set of attire for the state banquet was given by the master of ceremonies, so I only have one set."
Renya smiled and stepped on her feet and said: "Sister Li, sister Qing! How can we make my husband look foolish in public? Let's find a way!"
Seeing a person's elegance and impatience, Long Ying calmed his mind and understood the reason.
This dress itself is not ugly. It is a royal banquet dress for a prince and above. It consists of a silk purple robe, a deerskin crown, a curved collar with a square center, crimson gauze covering the knees, bird skin shoes, and a leather belt. Golden hook flounder.
The problem is with him.
When he faced the women, he immediately reverted to his rogue self, begging for favors in a lustful manner, and even wore solemn official uniforms. What other more appropriate description could be given than wearing a crown as a monkey?
Long Ying raised his index finger and said: "Don't worry, three lovely wives, the mountain people have their own clever plans."
Renya said angrily: "Thank you for being in the mood to joke, I'm so anxious."
Lili and Xiuqing looked disbelieving.
Long Ying smiled and said, "I can do tricks."
Slowly turned around, took a deep breath, circulated the magic power for a whole day, and then turned back to face the three women.
Renya was the first to shout "ha".
Lili and Xiuqing were stunned.
In fact, they had never seen Longying like this before. His eyes were gleaming with magic light and unfathomable. The whole figure had grown taller, and his attitude of looking down at the world contained an indescribable air of freedom and laissez-faire. It was as if he had become another person. A person, so that they have no time to care whether he is inappropriately dressed or not.
A smile floated from the corner of Long Ying's mouth, as if he could see through everything and look down on all living beings in the world, and shouted: "Three little girls, get over here, so that I can have fun with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned back into his original scoundrel.
The three women were still staring blankly, not believing the changes that had just appeared on Long Ying.
Renya fell into his arms and refused to say: "Master Ying doesn't have time to have fun, so he comes to provoke others."
Lili and Xiuqing yelled and refused.
Long Ying apologized: "It's my fault, I overexpressed it. Ha! It's a long night, so I can go to the imperial study room later tomorrow to start work. I will ensure that the three ladies are satisfied and everyone is happy."
Only then did Renya be willing to let him go.
Long Ying said: "Who will be waiting for me to take a shower and change my clothes tonight?"
Renya pointed to the tip of her nose and made a cute little face at him.
Long Ying's heart screamed fiercely, her natural and innocent expression was more than equal to Princess Taiping's charm.
After making out one by one, he mustered up his strong fighting spirit, left Gantangyuan, and headed towards the Guanfeng Hall where the state banquet was held.
The setting sun appeared for the first time after heavy snowfall in the twilight glow, making the snow on the palace buildings sparkle. I wonder if it was because of the cheerful mood. Shangyang Palace was extremely beautiful, and his relationship with Wu Zhao had never been so beautiful. Enter a whole new stage.
Both sides of the Guanfeng Square were full of carriages early, and carriages going to the meeting were still on the way. All the flying guards were dispatched, with bright armor, to patrol and maintain order. Hundreds of torches were lit around the square and on the city walls, and the fire was blazing. The light is bright. Colorful lighthouses are built on both sides of the main hall gate. Each tower has thousands of colored lanterns, which are three feet high. The guards were bathed in colorful lights, which was really beautiful. In the middle of the square, facing the main hall, a fireworks and firecracker tower was set up, at least five to six feet high. You can imagine the power when lit, it will dazzle the city of God, far and near. visible.
Long Ying, a country boy, despite his demonic nature, never imagined that a banquet could be so grand. He was timid for a moment and was hesitating whether to retreat and quickly return to the safe and comfortable Gantangyuan. The excuse was that there were so many people.
The absence of him would not be an eyesore. Anyway, the work was not completed for a whole day. Wu Zhao could only scold him a few times, but he also vaguely knew that the reality was not like that. Suddenly he felt something and looked back.
A man who looked like a jade tree standing in the wind, tall and tall, full of bookishness came to him, grabbed his arm, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would miss it. The magic weapon is really extraordinary."
It was the long-lost Feng Guoting, Wu Zhao's imperial swordsman, and the most outstanding celebrity among the North Gate bachelors.
Long Ying was escorted into the square by him, and said with a wry smile: "Where are you going?"
The square was filled with guests who had not yet entered the palace. They were chatting and laughing in small groups. The atmosphere was lively. When they saw the two people arriving, they either greeted them with a smile or waved them over. Feng Guoting couldn't help returning the greetings, but kept walking.
, lead Long Ying across the square to a more secluded corner near the city wall, and let him go.
Feng Guoting looked at him intently for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "It's unexpected that there are such romantic people like Brother Long in the world."
Although Long Ying was made uncomfortable by his sharp gaze, he already had a good impression of him from the moment he met him, and he was really happy in his heart. He said: "This is exactly what I said when I first met Mr. Feng."
Long Ying said: "I also want to thank Mr. Feng for saving my little brother's life."
Feng Guoting said happily: "Brother Long does not regard Guo Ting as the murderer of my master's enemy. Guo Ting is very pleased."
Long Ying groaned and said: "I hate people who are hypocritical and benefit themselves at the expense of others. Lao Du has had bad intentions for me from the beginning. In fact, he never let me call him master, only Mr. Du."
He asked casually: "Since there is a North Gate Bachelor's degree, of course there is something like the Beimen Academy. Where is it?"
Feng Guoting said: "Brother Long misunderstood, the so-called North Gate refers to the Xuanwu Gate, the main back gate of the palace. In the name of compilation, the Holy One has gathered a group of people, and Guo Ting is one of them. He has given us permission to start from the Xuanwu Gate.
He goes in and out of the forbidden area and provides advice to the Holy Emperor, so he is called the North Gate Bachelor. There is no such thing as an official office."
He added: "I grabbed Brother Long's arm on purpose just now, but no matter how probing the court, I still can't detect Brother Long's depth. It's a very scary feeling. Fortunately, Brother Long is not the enemy of the court."
Long Ying suddenly realized that Beimen Bachelor was the think tank trained by Wu Zhao and was an important ruling tool in her hands.
Said: "Master Feng is quite clear about my little brother's situation."
Feng Guoting said: "Guo Ting arrived in Beijing this afternoon and was immediately summoned by His Majesty. The report took half an hour, but it took a whole hour to talk about you. The Holy One pointed out that Guo Ting absolutely trusts Brother Long. I really can't believe myself.
Ears. How can I trust the Evil Emperor of the Demon Sect? Only now that I have met Brother Long, I am so impressed by the Holy Emperor's vision that I am so impressed."
Long Ying asked curiously: "What do I have to talk about?"
Feng Guoting said sincerely: "This starts with the confidential task of going to court."
Long Ying thought of all the taboos in the palace and hurriedly said: "This matter is confidential. It is best not to reveal it, Master." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, yours.
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