Han Chen agreed to Xu Zhiqiong and left Zhang Deng Yamen in a hurry.
Xu Zhiqiong said to Tong Qingqiu: "I have something to trouble my brother, can you let Tao Huayuan come to see me?"
Tong Qingqiu was very unhappy: "What did you see her for? That woman is vicious and vicious, you'd better stay away from her."
Xu Zhiqiong's eyes shone brightly and he said: "Although she is a bit cruel, she is handsome!"
Tong Qingqiu was speechless for a while: "That's all, I just want her to come see you. You have to make up your mind. If you marry her back home, I won't recognize her as a sister-in-law."
Tong Qingqiu left, and around midnight, a rain of peach blossoms fell in the Mingdeng Pavilion.
Tao Huayuan appeared in the rain of peach blossoms and walked up to Xu Zhiqiong: "You thief, are you willing to see me?"
Onmyojis each have their own strengths. Han Chen is good at medicine, Tong Qingqiu is good at pharmacology, Qu Jinshan is good at puppets, and Tao Huayuan is good at magic formations.
Xu Zhiqiong brought a cup of tea soup and served it respectfully: "Miss Tao has worked hard, let me drink a cup of tea first. This is specially cooked for Miss Tao. I look at the color of the soup and smell the fragrance of the tea. I feel so happy. It’s all in the tea.”
"What do you think of this place?" Tao Huayuan stared at the tea cup coldly, "Is it poisoned?"
"What are you talking about? I am sincere to Miss Tao. Why is Miss Tao so malicious?"
"Do I have malicious intentions?" Tao Huayuan said angrily, "How have you ever thought of me after being resurrected for so long? Now that you are here to show your courtesy, do you think I am easy to deceive? What on earth do you want to see me for?"
Xu Zhiqiong did not go around in circles, and took out a piece of paper from his arms: "There are nineteen places on it. I have to visit all nineteen places overnight."
"Nineteen places in one night?" Tao Huayuan stared and said, "How do you think I can fly? Even if I can fly, I can't fly so fast!"
"If there is an emergency, we have to rely on the girl's magic circle."
Tao Huayuan looked at various places carefully and asked, "Why are you going to these places?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "I can't say anything right now. I'll tell you when you follow me."
Tao Huayuan said angrily: "Why should I let you go? Are you going to let me go to the dragon's pond and tiger's den too? The matter is so difficult, but you haven't made it clear yet, and you just want to get rid of me with this cup of tea?"
"One cup of tea is definitely not enough. What does the girl want? As long as Xu can get it, give it to the girl immediately without blinking an eye!"
"Okay!" Tao Huayuan smiled, "I want your life, will you give it to me?"
"I can't give you my life," Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and said, "To show my sincerity, I will give this body to the girl..."
"Bah!" Tao Huayuan spat at Xu Zhiqiong, picked up the pen, and drew some dots on the paper, "These thirteen places are close to the capital and can be walked there overnight, while the remaining six are far away from the capital. Some of them will take an extra night to complete."
"It's good to have one more night!" Xu Zhiqiong cupped his hands and said, "Xu will keep this friendship in mind."
"What's the use of keeping it in mind? You have to do something for me!"
"Girl, please tell me!"
"I have hidden some ancient books in the palace. If you can help me get them back, I will help you with this."
"This..." Xu Zhiqiong scratched his head and said, "Is it possible to take out the things in the palace?"
Tao Huayuan snorted: "If you feel embarrassed, let this matter go and don't come to beg me!"
Tao Huayuan stood up to leave, but Xu Zhiqiong quickly stopped her: "Although it is difficult, since the girl has told me, Xu will just do it. I wonder how many books the girl has hidden?"
"Thirty-nine volumes on paper, ten volumes on bamboo, and eight volumes on silk, a total of fifty-seven volumes."
These fifty-seven volumes are the ancient books that Xu Zhiqiong stole from the secret garden.
He understood in his heart, but he still had to pretend to be confused: "If you want to bring out fifty-seven volumes of books at once, it is difficult to reach the sky. How about this, I will bring back three or five books to the girl at one time, and bring them back several times, girl."
What do you think?"
Tao Huayuan thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, but three or five books are too few. Please help me bring back ten volumes of bamboo books first."
Xu Zhiqiong's previous guess was correct. Among these ancient books, bamboo books are the most precious.
"The bamboo book is too big. It's difficult to bring out ten volumes at a time. Why don't I copy these ten volumes to the girl? What do you think?"
"copy……"
Tao Huayuan was not very happy. If she copied it back, it would be equivalent to asking Xu Zhiqiong to read the contents of the book.
But then I thought about it, Xu Zhiqiong had brought the book back, he wanted to read it, and no one could stop him.
Besides, the books were written in cipher text, which even she couldn't decipher, so it didn't hurt to let Xu Zhiqiong read it.
"You thief, let me tell you clearly. If you deliberately copy a fake book to deceive me, I will fight you tooth and nail!"
"Miss Tao, we have a life-long friendship, but you can't trust me so much?"
"I can trust you," Tao Huayuan nodded, "As long as you can get these ten volumes of bamboo books, I will help you handle this matter."
Xu Zhiqiong deliberately asked: "Where are these books hidden?"
Tao Huayuan told Xu Zhiqiong the location and also specifically explained how to crack the magic circle.
After the explanation was made clear, Tao Huayuan stood up to say goodbye. Xu Zhiqiong was about to see her off when he saw her disappear among the peach blossoms.
Xu Zhiqiong hurried to Zhonglang Courtyard, Yang Wu was sitting in the main courtyard, and Chang Decai was cleaning the front yard.
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong, Chang Decai quickly said hello: "Master, I haven't seen you for a while. Only then did Han Chen go to the inn and pick up Shi Shuangliu. Then our family dared to come home."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "I'm back just in time, I have something for you to help me with."
"It is our duty to serve the master, but why do we ask for help?"
He first took out sandalwood and fed two to each person, then took out the Yin Ling Stone, sucked half of the Yin Qi into Yang Wu, and gave the remaining half to Chang Decai.
Chang Decai shook his head and said: "Our family is not lacking in this yin energy. Master, what are you going to do? Are we going to fight?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "It's not fighting, it's copying books!"
He brought out ten bamboo books from the backyard: "You two, help me copy these ten bamboo books neatly. After copying, check them to make sure you don't make mistakes."
Xu Zhiqiong never thought of using fake books to deceive Tao Huayuan. This thief was a bit vicious, but when Xu Zhiqiong fought fiercely with Liang Yuming, Tao Huayuan helped him. For this reason, this thief can definitely be regarded as one of his own.
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Yang Wu scratched his head and said, "What are you doing copying books?"
Chang Decai said: "You can do whatever the master asks you to do. Why are you so talkative?"
The two of them lit oil lamps and started copying the books in front of the bamboo slips. Xu Zhiqiong saw that Chang Decai's handwriting was very neat, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Who did you learn this handwriting from?"
Chang Decai said: "When I was in the palace, I learned it from Eunuch Bingbi. Our family worked in the Bureau of Ceremonies and often helped Eunuch Bingbi to criticize people."
Isn't it the emperor's business to criticize the emperor? Why is it left to the eunuchs?
In fact, this is normal. The emperor will receive hundreds of memorials every day. Except for the particularly diligent emperor who will review them all personally, most emperors will only select the more important memorials for review, and the remaining memorials will be handed over to the eunuch Bingbi. According to the emperor's previous
Comments for approval.
For example, if a road was to be built in the west of the city, the emperor personally approved it: approve it!
There is also a pavilion to be built next to the road. This is a not-so-important memorial. It is given directly to the eunuch Bingbi for approval, and the word "approval" is also written on it according to the emperor's wishes.
It seems like I just let the eunuch do it for me, but the doorway here is very deep.
The emperor may not have read all the memorials sent every day, and he may not know which memorials are really important.
Some important memorials may not be seen by the emperor, but directly approved by the Supervisor of Ceremonies. The Supervisor of Ceremonies has very great power. In the previous emperors of Daxuan, there were cases where the eunuchs had exclusive power.
There have also been cases where the Supervisor of Ceremonies joined forces with the cabinet to directly sideline the emperor.
Of course, these situations could not happen to Emperor Zhaoxing. The entire Supervisor of Ceremonies, including Chen Shuncai, was under his thumb.
Looking at Chang Decai's neat handwriting and his good cultivation, it must be that his status in the Supervisor of Ceremonies was not low back then.
"Old Chang, you are good at literature and martial arts. You were also a person of status in the palace, right?"
Chang Decai smiled: "What kind of identity can our family have? They are just slaves."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Before, Zhang Jiugu came to seek revenge on me. You had a fight with Zhang Jiugu and Xiao Songting. You didn't fall behind. But with this skill, you are one of the best in the palace."
When Chang Decai heard this, something suddenly came to his mind: "If the master hadn't said it, our family would have almost forgotten that the one surnamed Xiao just cultivated another Taoist sect, but that Zhang Jiugu is not an ordinary person, she is a Qiongqi Taoist.
The cultivator."
"Qiongqi Dao?" Xu Zhiqiong was surprised.
Chang Decai nodded and said: "When we were on duty in the palace, we saw practitioners of Qiongqi Dao. I can't be mistaken. That guy can make people have evil thoughts. This is the ninth-level skill of Qiongqi Dao."
With evil thoughts in his heart, it’s no wonder that Han Chen had so many strange and weird thoughts in Zhang Jiugu’s house.
"Besides having evil thoughts, what other skills does Qiongqidao have?"
"Our family doesn't know much. We only know that his eighth-level skill is called Crazy Tongue. He can tell some outrageous lies. He knows they are false, but they sound true, and he makes you believe that they are true.
The seventh-level skill is called Chaotic Intent. A person is originally concentrating on doing something, but once he gets this skill, his mind will be filled with thousands of thoughts and all kinds of distracting thoughts.
The sixth-level skill is called blindness. This skill can make people confused about priorities, forget about serious things, and always get entangled in minutiae.
We don’t know about the skills at higher levels, we have only seen some amazing sixth-level cultivators.”
Evil thoughts, arrogance, random thoughts, blindness.
From the ninth level to the sixth level, there is no skill that absorbs people's power.
Why can Zhang Jiugu absorb the power of others?
She has a fifth-grade cultivation, is it a fifth-grade skill?
How come her fifth level skills are the same as my innate skills?
My talent comes from Qiongqi?
Wu Xu once said that I was injured by Qiongqi's remnant soul, and I still have Qiongqi's aura on my body. Maybe this is the source of my innate skills.
My natural skill is a fifth-level skill, so wouldn’t I be taking a big advantage?
While he was thinking, Yang Wu opened a bamboo book and saw a piece of paper stuck inside.
"Do you want to copy this one too?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "No need to copy that, just copy the content in the bamboo book."
Yang Wu threw the paper aside and continued copying until dawn. The two of them finished copying ten volumes of bamboo books and handed them to Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong collected the manuscript and returned to Zhang Deng Yamen.
Chang Decai was packing up the bamboo slips when he saw Yang Wu staring at a piece of paper, lost in thought.
This is a translation written by Xu Zhiqiong.
Chang Decai stepped forward and said: "This is the master's thing, don't mess with it!"
Yang Wu took the translation and became more and more excited as he read it: "This thing requires a lot of knowledge. If you can learn it, it will be really amazing."
Chang De took one look at it and said, "That's Yin Yang, you're going to give up on it!"
"What about Onmyoji?" Yang Wu said, "Can't I learn it?"
"How much have you learned? Do you have yang energy?"
Yang Wu scratched his scalp: "There is no yang energy, so it's good to learn half of it."