After Yuan Feijun sat down, they exchanged a few rounds of toasts. Seeing that Cheng Sanwu was in a good mood, he asked:
"One thing I don't understand is that there are many foreign envoys living in Luoyang, among which the Japanese and Silla are the most numerous. Why is it that the envoy from the Bohai Kingdom was assassinated?"
Cheng Sanwu opened his mouth and ate a piece of tangerine fed by Mrs. Dan, and even held the opponent's slender finger in his mouth slightly provocatively, making Mrs. Dan's cheeks sneeze and snicker.
"As I said just now, the imperial court wants to support the establishment of great arts, so who can't bear it the most?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
"The current King of Bohai County?"
"Yes!" Cheng Sanwu said matter-of-factly: "The assassin was sent by him. I'm afraid this matter is not over yet!"
"Why did Mr. Zhaoyang say this?"
Cheng Sanwu changed his position and simply lay down on the couch, with his head resting on Mrs. Dan's thigh, while Jie Yuniang took off his black leather boots and enjoyed the beauty's service.
"Think about it, this great master went to Daxia as an envoy in the early years and was favored by the king for a long time. Later he returned to the Bohai Kingdom. He was originally hoping that he could strive for a high position so that we could control it." Cheng San said with joyful eyebrows: "The result is this
He didn't want to send troops to the Blackwater tribe, and was hunted down by his brother, the king. He finally escaped to Daxia, and he followed the saint all the way eastward, so he must have complained a lot."
Chang Qing also discovered the opportunity and deliberately guided him: "More than that, it is said that Damen Yi came to Luoyang in the early years of Shenlong. After careful calculation, he may have already met the current saint, and Damen Yi was sent back to Bohai by the saint."
Cheng Baqi stood up and asked, "Are you leaving then?"
Chang Qing responded: "I'm afraid the implications of this matter are very small."
"But at the same time, Yuming Academy does not have low prestige in the Central Plains martial arts world. Many Confucian disciples who work hard and study in the family also regard Yuming Academy as their leader. Even if they have little Confucian training, they gather together to form a group.
Mutual ventilation is also a common situation in Jianghu."
Mrs. Dan looked around the Tingxiang Pavilion, and her smile contained no deep meaning: "Zhaohong Fan doesn't have a beautiful woman to keep him company. If you stay here any longer, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the scenery?"
Although he knew that it was too appropriate to ask such a question, Chang Qing still couldn't help but wonder: "Why...why did you fall into doom? Is it because of Cheng Baqi?"
"It should, it should." Sheng Sudong slowly reported the news, raised his eyes and looked inside, and exclaimed in a loud voice: "Oh, it's getting dark, you are just disturbing me."
Hearing that answer, Sheng Su thought nothing of it, then brought a cup of tea, and asked like a big sister: "Sheng Sudong is the Qilin'er of the Lu Xiang family, and he has the true biography of Yuan Feijun, how can he come from a rural background?
Is it a personal interaction from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
"Look at him living in Guoseyuan, he seems to have fallen into the dust." Changqing looked at the seven people behind him.
Mrs. Dan was a little happy in her heart, but she still pretended to be serious. She raised her glass and toasted: "Zhaohong Fan has worked hard for the country!"
"Why does he want to listen to "Yinfu Tianji Lun"?" Changqing is the answer, and the flower spirits in Guoseyuan seem to be in line with the theory of defeating weak soldiers.
"You see, this relationship is not ordinary." Cheng Baqi said: "So when the assassination of Xiaomenyi was reported back to Chang'an, if the saint wanted to order a strict investigation, he would be sure that there would be no assassins and accomplices wandering around here!
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"Since you are here, it means you have no luck, and he will have to travel back and forth." Chang Qing said: "You leave a formation barrier for them to study in detail. How much they can understand depends on themselves.
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On the other hand, the flower essence named Yang Jun has taboos in his words and directly pierces through Changqing's hidden words.
"It's a coincidence." Changqing was slightly surprised: "He knows your identity?"
Did Qiong Yingzi hide anything: "You were unfortunate enough to listen to Grandmaster Lu Gongzi's lecture on the second chapter of Su Ling, and you dared to falsely claim to be a disciple of Grandmaster Wang."
Hearing the word "qualification", Changqing frowned, and Yang Jun quickly waved his hand and said: "Oh, it is this kind of qualification. Although there are no sisters who hate this mouthful, but after a hundred years, the whole family has
I have tasted everything I want to taste, and so have ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Changqing suddenly thought of Fu Shifeng and Mr. Lu, as the master of the Qing Dynasty, would he be one of them?
"Friend Lu Dao is a guest and should be treated with courtesy." Opposite the chess table, Qiong Yingzi sat upright, with a warm expression as before.
Chang Qing laughed and said, "I'm not sure now. Madam Dan didn't take advantage of Song Sheng to cause trouble later, but took the opportunity to get close to Cheng Baqi, hoping to test the Ministry of Internal Affairs' next move. And we used the trick to have Zhao Teng taken away.
After the news about Chang'an was released, the next step was to wait for the Jinping faction and He Xiaotong to retreat from the network.
Chang Qing nodded slightly, and now I finally understood that those flower essences in Guoseyuan are definitely strong men who blindly rely on the powerful, and you have no plans of your own.
Mrs. Dan didn’t know much about Changqing’s identity, so she listened to what I said: “They should have heard the news that Shengsu Academy moved to Chang’an last year. This matter seems to be calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent.”
"Ask me, how much does Sheng Sudong know?" Cheng Baqi said with a smile.
"Cheng Baqi, is that Zhao Shengsu's real name?" Yang Jun covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You are so stupid, you are just like a countryman."
"I am the low-hands of Baiqiao Village in Cangzhou, Hebei Province!" Cheng Baqi said with a serious face: "That guy received the favor of King Wuyi. Your Ministry of Internal Affairs has not sent people to Hebei overnight, so you must send my family members to Hebei Province.
Catch them all!"
Changqing was speechless when he heard the words. Yang Jun's words had no Zen meaning. The other party's level was obviously much lower than his own.
Cheng Baqi smiled lightly, waved his hand and said: "Okay, if the Jinping faction is right, it will be bad. Remember to leave someone at the gambling house in Jishanfang. When the matter is settled, you will send someone to inform you."
Qiong Yingzi's eyes shone slightly, she stood up, bowed deeply, and said: "Come and study ink for fellow Taoist monks."
"So this assassin is currently locked up outside the dungeon, and we will wait and see when he will be sent back to Chang'an for interrogation and to reveal the real mastermind behind me." Cheng Baqi finally said those words, and I waved my hand impatiently: "Anyway
It's your responsibility to deal with the ridiculous matters of torture and interrogation. When the order comes, I'll probably have to arrest people everywhere again."
"Guoseyuan has dignitaries and dignitaries coming and going every day, so it is natural that it is well-informed." Yang Jun said with a smile: "And because of Yuan Feijun's reputation, Qiong Yingzi has long wanted to visit."
Chang Qing's face changed slightly. What I just said was nonsense. It was almost a fabrication of false accusations. Zhao Teng's assassination had something to do with Sheng Su Academy and the gentry of Hebei. I was not trying to attract Dan.
The lady just took the bait.
"Is that true... Hehe, that kind of cultivation is also so difficult." Sheng Su rolled his eyes: "Even if you experience the joys, sorrows, loves, and hates of all living beings, these are only the sorrows, joys, loves, and hates of others after all. If you step into it yourself, it will be a serious disaster.
A small pass, a small calamity. No one is in deep misfortune, I’m afraid they’ve gone bad.”
Even if it was true in the past, I am afraid that it has been proven by research now. Moreover, most of the lowly Taoists come to the forum to give lectures and recruit disciples to teach. Obviously, everyone has nothing to do with Fu Shifeng.
Seeing the other party's tone and demeanor, Changqing couldn't help but ask, "Do you know where Taoist friend Qiong Yingzi studied from?"
Changqing nodded slightly. Grandmaster Sheng Sudong of the Lower Qing Dynasty traveled from the north to the south of the Yangtze River to Luoyang in the late years of the Later Dynasty. In addition to promoting the spread of Taoism in the Lower Qing Dynasty to the north, he also served as a representative of the Taoist sect to build momentum for Taizu Xiaoxia.
Wang Yuanzhi helped the drunken Cheng Baqi and said in a serious voice: "Yang Jun, Qiong Ying, they are unlucky to entertain the Terma Palace."
"Does he know the origin of this assassin?" Cheng Baqi asked with a smile.
This man's clear-heat man picked up the fly whisk and swept it away. He sat up straight and said, "The Theory of Yin Fu Tianji Lun passed down by Yuan Feijun is indeed unique and mysterious."
"Who?" Changqing asked.
"Ah? How could people from Hebei Wulin get involved in this matter?" Sheng Sudong didn't want to test.
"So, they are smart enough to come to you when they know something is going on." Cheng Baqi pointed at Madam Dan and said with a smile: "If a small prison is set off, their Jinping sect will only be able to restrain their martial arts colleagues.
, we will be severely punished."
"Hundred flowers are appreciated by the world. Based on this alone, all the flowers in the world are just showing off their beauty. That is not your practice, but occupying the National Color Garden just for the nourishment of the spiritual energy of this blessed land. On the contrary, how could he know
People who come here to seek pleasure and pleasure, are they material for your practice?"
"Only the devil knows!" Cheng Baqi reached out and patted Wang Yuanzhi's buttocks.
"You understand." The charming and hateful Sheng Su shook his big head: "The saint is worried that the power of Yuming Academy is too small. If one day he raises his arms, not only the heroes of Shandong will respond, but also the Confucian scholars and scholars.
Get involved.”
"You dare to complain when you work for the imperial court." Cheng Baqi said with a smile: "They must be as considerate as the Jinping sect, so you can feel at ease when you are doing errands."
"Wang Yuanzhi." Yang Jun said with a smile: "Sheng Sudong is not only the oiran of the peony garden, but also the first of all flowers in your national color garden and the king of flowers."
"That's not bad." Cheng Baqi yawned, pointed at Changqing and said, "They also take care of me."
"Coveting your beauty is just a vulgar ordinary person, and there are also some evil people." Qiong Yingzi's answer was also straightforward: "You have harmful intentions, but you have strategies to prevent others. Therefore, I want to build a garden in Guoseyuan
In a dojo, a maze of barriers is set up to ward off enemies."
"None of them tried their best." Seeing Qiong Yingzi surrendering, Changqing twisted the white pieces in her hands, her mood waned, she looked at the lake filled with warm moonlight, listened to the sound of heavy and shallow waves, and her mood became intense, one after another.
So comfortable.
"I did come from the countryside." Changqing thought this was normal. I once heard Cheng Baqi mention that before escaping from Fu Shifeng's seal, he stumbled all the way to the border of Heyang and passed out from exhaustion in the mountains and countryside.
I was lucky enough to be taken in by the villagers. When I came here, I followed the family's last name naturally. As for that name, it was entirely because I met them by chance on the seventh day of August. Doesn't it have any correct meaning?
Before Sheng Sudong left, Cheng Baqi let out a long breath, fell into Wang Yuanzhi's arms again, and cursed: "I'm so exhausted. I never did that kind of work last time."
Sheng Su and Qiong Yingzi looked at each other, nodded and said, "Of course, if you go to the Fu Zang Palace, you can go get the chess equipment."
Changqing asked calmly: "Do they know how to go?"
Now that Changqing has been taught by Master Wen, he actually vaguely knows that "Yinfu Tianji Lun" cannot be explained in a more sophisticated way, but Master's interpretation is too focused on the theory of military victory.
"Sheng Sudong, it's getting late, does he want to take a bath and change clothes?" Yang Jun looks charming and masculine on the outside, but his words are surprisingly timid.
Qiong Yingzi obviously hated the question. She closed her eyes and closed her eyes to avoid answering. Yang Jun held his face in his hands, narrowed his eyes into a pair of crescent moons, and said with a smile: "Sheng Sudong, why does he think you have fallen into prostitution? Could it be because
Are you showing off your beauty?"
Wang Yuanzhi guessed that Cheng Baqi was planning to deal with Mrs. Dan, but his intention was immediately clear, so he pressed his fingers on my temples and rubbed them heavily: "Cheng Langjun is busy with official duties, and he has to rest when he comes to Guoseyuan.
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"Could it be?" Changqing is the answer.
Mrs. Dan pretended to explain: "Then...isn't there any danger? Please let Zhaohong Fan make it clear!"
"By using the terma palace essence channel method, I must be able to see that you and others are all flowers and trees." Yang Jun didn't look angry at all. The expression on his face was sweet and serious. He obviously looked much younger than Changqing on the outside, and his tone
But she’s like the sister next door who teaches her eldest brother:
The more Ms. Dan asked, the more frightened she became, but the fact that the other party knew that she was from the Jinping sect and yet did not take action to arrest her shows that we do not yet know the entire truth.
The seven people nodded in agreement. Changqing wanted to leave, but Cheng Baqi looked drunk. With the support of Wang Yuanzhi and Xie Yuniang, he left Tingxiangxuan.
"There is a way. The work of the chamberlain is done by humans. There are no holidays at all. I have to get up in the middle of the night even if I say something." Cheng Baqi stretched his waist.
"Mr. Cheng, are you tired?" Jie Yuniang beat Cheng Baqi's leg again and asked softly, "How about we rest here for one night?"
The bad thing is that compared to Wang Yuanzhi and Xie Yuniang, Yang Jun and Qiong Yingzi do seem to be good at flirting with each other. You two each played a game of chess with Chang Qing, but were both defeated by Chang Qing.
"You don't have any comrades yet?" Sheng Sudong looked slightly shocked.
"Thank you, Zhao Shengsu!" Mrs. Dan bowed deeply and said goodbye immediately.
Chang Qing asked: "But it is shameful for people who come to Guoseyuan to have filthy desires in their hearts. Do they also regard them as spiritual resources?"
"For you, the real treasure is precisely the various conditions in the world. Later, as people seeking pleasure in Guoseyuan, all kinds of desires were more intense and exposed without any concealment. Through this, you can traverse the joys, sorrows, and joys of all sentient beings.
Whatever you want.”
When Sheng Sudong heard this, he suddenly realized: "It turns out that the murder case was not that important in connection with it!"
There was Zhisheng Sudong, and the other seven flower spirits also listened attentively to Chang Qing's story: "Yu Ming Academy is the head of the martial arts inheritance in the Central Plains, and a very small number of its disciples are from Shandong noble families. Although the East China Sea sage heard that the Master was boating on the waves,
Yuming Academy has its own leader, but no one would believe that the literati who graduated from Yuming Academy almost represent the atmosphere of Shandong scholars and the literary world.
Lady Dan looked surprised: "Are you from Bohai Country?"
"Go." Changqing said in a bad tone. If we talk about having fun, this is a hand-to-hand game, which is the best test of the mind.
"Have you ever planted flowers in the Terma Palace?" Yang Jun asked back: "If there are excrement to submerge and fertilize, how can the flowers bloom? The world is sinking into the river, and you use it to prove yourself, and finally transcend and become pure.