Chapter 294 Mutton Rice and the Common Ruler of the World
Snap.
Si Chen quickly moved the mechanism on the wall forward, and the pointer immediately pointed to the second quarter of the hour.
At this time, it was still quite a while before dawn broke, but the inner hall was brightly lit. The luminous pearls inlaid on the base of the celadon candlestick emitted soft fluorescent light, blending with the beating candlelight, like a hazy illusion.
Jing'er just happened to help the little princess tuck the quilt in. Suddenly, the door curtain of the bedroom moved slightly, and the bright spots of light reflected on the roof changed, so she also turned around.
"You, you're here?"
"I am coming."
"How did you come?"
"I must come."
Ning Yan muttered an unknown cologne-like dialogue, opened the bead curtain and walked into the room. However, his slightly stiff movements showed that he was not as calm as he seemed.
Ning Yan also knew that speaking like this would look stupid if he was not strong enough in reality, but he always wanted to say something. It seemed that if he didn't say something, the two of them would fall into some weird awkward atmosphere in the next second.
This situation has been going on for one day since the winter solstice.
[The moment the woman turned around, you saw it. Yes, that thin plain clothes couldn't stop your eyes from prying eyes, it was a double connection!]
[What is the reason? Why is her obscene clothes tied with such easy-to-untie buttons? Could it be... your frown slightly relaxed, and a vague smile appeared at the corner of your mouth. I love you, I wish you, I wish you.
Love...it seems that she is ready.】
【And you are always ready!】
[The solution to the double connection appears in your mind.]
[Press the right lace with one finger and gently lift the second left lace...]
Shut up, you bastard!
And why do you even have a guide on how to undress someone’s obscene clothes!!
Ning Yan gritted his teeth and pressed his eyebrows. He wanted someone to be upright and would never collude with such a super-male system that only had killings in mind.
But in Jing'er's eyes, his actions had a different meaning.
"Are you sleepy? Do you want to take a nap?"
She tilted her head, took out the small soft pillow from the bed, and was about to find a place for Ning Yan to lie down, but she looked around the bedroom but found no suitable place.
After hesitating for a long time, she blushed and knelt down beside the desk, and immediately placed the small soft pillow flat on her thighs.
"You, if you don't dislike it..."
A knee pillow?
Ning Yan took a deep breath, and his eyes wandered around unnaturally. It wasn't until he glanced at the mechanism Si Chen on the wall that he finally found a reason: "It's almost midnight. Time is tight. I don't need to look at it."
"Have you eaten yet? Sit down first."
Although she said this, Jing'er didn't give Ning Yan a chance to speak. She got up and walked out of the bedroom. After a while, she carried two layers of snack boxes and returned to the table.
"I made it in the morning before I went out. It's still warm. You can try it."
As she spoke, she opened the food box. There were several steamed buns on the upper layer and mutton rice on the lower layer. The food box was well insulated and was still steaming.
Ning Yan opened his mouth, looking at the shyness and expectation in her beautiful eyes, but this time he could no longer refuse, so he could only say: "I am respectful and it is better to obey..."
As soon as he sat down, Jing'er was very considerate and handed him the chopsticks. There was a brief touch between their fingers. At that moment, their hearts were shaken, and the two of them looked at each other subconsciously.
As they stared at each other in silence, the pleasant smell of soap locust and sandalwood filled Ning Yan's arms.
What I eat at this moment seems not to be that important anymore.
Sensing someone's overly intense gaze, the maid, who had been calm and generous just now, gradually lowered her head like a quail and whispered: "What are you looking at me for, idiot..."
Ning Yan also came to his senses, grinned and said with a wry smile: "Actually... you don't have to do this, I'm not used to being served by others."
"Then, what if I have to serve you?"
"ah?"
Jing'er's cheeks were slightly red, and she pretended not to see his surprise. She took a spoonful of mutton rice with a spoon, put it to her lips and blew it gently, then handed it to Ning Yan's lips and carefully warned:
"You have to be careful. I saw a lot of new faces just now when Huang Hui arrived."
Ning Yan lowered his head and looked at the spoon in front of him, but what he heard in his ears was completely unrelated topics, and he was immediately startled.
Is this turning point so sudden?
He hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth.
The rice filled with the delicious flavor of mutton soup is put into your mouth, and with just a sip of your tongue, the aroma of the fat instantly fills your lips and teeth.
It has little to do with the level of cooking skills. The natural taste of the ingredients completely stimulated his taste.
Ning Yan's eyes lit up: "It's delicious... I thought you monks couldn't eat meat."
Jing'er was originally very satisfied with his reaction, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, her earlobes suddenly turned red as if they could bleed. She always felt that the word "monk" seemed to be a deliberate nod to her.
In embarrassment, she threw the spoon and bowl on the counter, grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into Ning Yan's mouth: "Eat yours! Humph!"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
After finally swallowing the steamed bun, Ning Yan was about to speak, but Jing'er had turned her back and looked like she didn't want to talk to him.
"Jing, Miss Jing?"
"explain."
He didn't look back and his tone was very stiff.
Are you really angry?
Ning Yan held up the mutton rice and carefully observed Jing'er's reaction: "Aren't those people outside brought by Cao Shangshu? How did he explain it?"
"He said she was a domestic slave in his house. By the way, he also brought his new concubine with him."
"has a problem."
"I also think there is a problem. Cao Gui prides himself on being a clean-blooded person. It is inevitable that he would bring so many slaves when he goes on a mission..."
"I mean there is no need for Cao Gui to explain to you."
Jing'er finally turned back to look at him.
Ning Yan gently took a sip of the fresh soup, and then mused again: "He is the Minister of Rites, admonishes the officials on the right, knows how to make imperial edicts, judges the provinces, and promotes official matters in Taishan. He is the Marquis of Pingyang, and the envoy to the Privy Council on the left...
...I have to recite the assignment and rank for a long time just thinking about it. It is a high-ranking position and it represents the face of the emperor. Why should I explain it to you, a maid in the princess's palace?"
Jing'er didn't want to be angry with Ning Yan anymore, her eyes showed vigilance, as if even the temporary palace had become a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
"Should we make the first move?"
Ning Yan glanced at her in surprise. She was obviously a disciple of Zen Buddhism, but her temperament was so decisive. It seemed that even if she was asked to attack and kill a first-class official in the dynasty, she would not hesitate at all.
"That's not necessary. I can't say for sure, but I always feel that Cao Gui wants to remind us of something..."
remind?
Jing'er chewed Ning Yan's words carefully, thought for a moment, and suggested, "Then we should return to the Candle Dragon Terrace?"
"It's too late. What's more, we can hide for a while, but we can't hide for a lifetime. We have to find a way to solve it..." Ning Yan didn't seem to care at all, and even drank the soup leisurely: "The soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, I
Of course, if you dare to go to Longmen Mountain, you will not be unprepared..."
"No problem, let's fight them."
Hearing Ning Yan say this, Jing'er's body that had just straightened up relaxed again. The murderous intention that had gathered in that moment disappeared as quickly as it came. At this moment, she seemed to have become a full-time housewife who only knew how to clean pots and pans.
Silently, he knelt down at the table and put away the leftover tableware.
"Then I'll listen to you."
Ning Yan felt a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "I will take care of the cleaning."
Jing'er slapped his paw away, neither lightly nor harshly, and snorted softly from the tip of her nose: "Just sit down."
"I'm really not used to this..."
"If you're not used to it, get used to it slowly! From now on, from now on..."
Jing'er said "after" for a long time, but the next words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it out, so she simply pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Ning Yan felt uneasy when he saw this, so he stood up and said, "Can I go see the princess?"
"Um."
Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly came to the bed.
Princess Youqing still showed no sign of waking up. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing, and she was as quiet as a sleeping doll. It was a pity that Yan Yan and Shui Junling had not woken up yet, otherwise they could have taken this opportunity to take a look.
What exactly is the Secret Secret of the Red Dragon?
[You can’t be wrong! You can recognize at a glance that what is hidden in this girl’s body is the Zhulong Purple Qi Dao Palace! If you can swallow this legendary saint’s dojo, it will be of great help to you to rebuild your freedom!]
The system's beep sounded suddenly. Ning Yan's face was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Whether he could reshape Zi Zai Tian was another matter, but at least he was finally sure that there was indeed King Xuan's dojo hidden in the main body of the small county.
But this itself is a very unreasonable thing.
The so-called Taoist temple was created by fourth-grade monks who continuously refined their Dharma appearance during the Tribulation of Illusion Hearts.
This process, also known as the Nine Transformations, is essentially the same as the process in which the three flowers on the top give birth to the natal Dharma. Therefore, it will also follow the basic logic that the light will be extinguished after death. Once King Xuan dies, his dojo will also be destroyed.
It should no longer exist.
So far, the only exception Ning Yan has seen is his alter ego, who can unreasonably seize other people's Dharma and use it for his own use. Are there any masters in the world? Can he even seize the dojo?
"I just cleared the princess's body of energy and blood. Her body is already weak. If she continues to sleep..."
Jing'er didn't know when she had stood beside him, looking at Princess Youqing with pity in her eyes: "People outside say that the princess knows the whereabouts of the imperial seal, but how could I not know it? If she really knows,
I would have told His Majesty a long time ago. With her temperament, how could she hide such an important weapon secretly?"
Ning Yan came back to his senses and said half-jokingly: "What's so good about the missing imperial seal? Is it really capable of determining the outcome?"
"Impossible." Jing'er looked at Ning Yan seriously, as if she was afraid that he would have some inappropriate thoughts, and said seriously: "Only people with the blood of the Guo family can control the power of the dragon vein in Da Zhou. As for others, even if they are
Even if you get the jade seal, it will be useless."
"Why?"
Having experienced such nonsense as time travel, Ning Yan dare not say that he is a firm materialist, but he has always believed that everything that happens has its own internal logic. Even if a Lingbao recognizes its master, it must meet certain conditions.
.
Only the Guo family can use it, which doesn’t mean it’s impossible, but it sounds too idealistic.
"I don't know either. It's just..." Jing'er paused in her words, but she didn't hide anything and continued: "I just heard that the elders of the master's sect vaguely mentioned it, and it seems to be related to the secret of the common master of the world."
"What's the meaning?"
Jing'er said slowly: "If you read through the history books of the Central Plains countries, it is not difficult to find that in the thousands of years since the fall of the former Qin, the number of the Central Plains countries has been continuously decreasing, and there may be some blind rebels who dare to call themselves kings and emperors.
, but the national destiny of the puppet dynasty is determined not to last a hundred years."
"As for the remaining small states such as Dashi and Tubo, although they were able to establish their kingdoms in the border areas, they have never been able to set foot in the Central Plains. Take Chen State, which has almost become a vassal of our great Zhou Dynasty and has no great master.
Five years ago, Tubo sent three tantric masters to attack Chen, but they were defeated by the Chen army before they could penetrate deep into the hinterland, leaving behind the great humiliation of being defeated in Dangyanfeng."
Ning Yan heard this secret for the first time and couldn't help but frown.
He is a man who has seen the palm of Da Kuixingjun head-on. He has also been taught by Zhang Roujia, who is known as the one who can move the clouds and blue sky. He knows the value of these great masters better than anyone else.
It was a creature from another dimension entirely. It would be an exaggeration to say it was a terrestrial god.
As a result, three gods working together could not defeat a group of mortals?!
"Is Da Chen's military formation really that powerful?"
"It has nothing to do with the military formation. Tubo will lose, just because they are a foreign state, and Chen State is the orthodox overthrow of Qin."
"What is the orthodoxy of overthrowing the Qin Dynasty?"
"When the former Qin capital was captured, a total of ten people entered the Qin palace." Jing'er recalled: "Those who left records include the great Han Beduancha'er Bachige of the Bu'erhan tribe, and the noble Jade Wolf Xiao Bu of the Northern Liang tribe.
Cha, Wei Sian, the leader of the Nanyi Army, and Taizu of our dynasty... After they left the Qin Palace, opportunities came one after another, and each of them established a great foundation in a short period of time."
"Wherever these ten men point their troops, not even a third-grade Grand Master can stop them. Every time they are in danger, they can always turn the danger into safety. With the help of God, after experiencing the chaos of the first few hundred years,
All the sects in the world - including the Longmen Sect and the Lingtan Ancient Temple, which have been passed down for more than a thousand years - have to admit a consensus."
"If you don't have the surname of the overthrow of Qin, you can't be called the king, otherwise you will be punished by heaven. And the common ruler of the world will definitely be born among the ten surnames of the overthrow of Qin."