Today is the day when Huang Longwei, the beloved daughter of General Huang Longwei and the second most powerful person in the world, washes her hands in a golden basin.
There is a large basin made of red gold standing in the courtyard, and the support of yellow pear wood stands firmly on the ground.
Two teams of soldiers stood on both sides of the courtyard, facing each other with long swords and wearing bright armor, as a guard of honor.
The toned and valiant yellow relic, with its yellow robe trailing to the ground, stands majestically in front of the golden basin.
The basin is full of sweet spring water, as clear as broken peaches.
Huang Relic's hand was hanging on the water, hesitantly.
She does not want to "quit the world". She has a good life, and she has no idea of becoming a monk.
Just wash your hands normally.
But why is washing so ritualistic?
Because she hasn’t washed her hands for more than two months...
To be precise, since Jiang Wang won the championship at Guanhetai and the day they shook hands, her right hand has been kept until today and has not been washed once.
Today is September 27, 3919 in the Taoist calendar.
According to Huang Longwei General Huang Fu, he calculated on his fingers for a long time that this day was the day of beautiful hands.
If you wash your hands on this day, you will receive blessings from gods and Buddhas, good luck, and your hands will be smooth, soft, and incredibly beautiful.
So after much talk, Huang Sheli finally agreed to wash her hands on this day, ending her beautiful memory of more than two months...
is enough.
Her yellow relic is not a person who is greedy for beauty.
Just hold it next time!
but……
It’s really an unforgettable experience.
Jiang Meiren's heroic posture on the river viewing platform is really like a shooting star and her sword is like a bright moon. Especially when she appears as a sword fairy, with the flowing fire swirling around, the frost-white cloak rolling up, and the light shining in her eyes... she is simply beautiful!
And her yellow relic was on the stage, holding the beauty's hand.
How many people envy her, but she gets the moon first when she is near the water or the tower.
Although it only lasted a few breaths, she had already pinched and pinched, touched and touched her twenty-four times to save the world.
I have touched it a thousand times in my heart. Even now, when I think about it, there is still a lingering fragrance.
"that……"
General Huang Longwei, who was squatting next to him like an old farmer, wearing a melon cap on his head and holding a tobacco pole in his hand, couldn't help but said: "Girl, the auspicious time has come. Wash your hands quickly, let's practice saving the world."
Fourteen Sanshou. I haven’t practiced it for two months!”
"You're not lying to me, old man?" Huang Sheli turned to look at him suspiciously: "What's the beautiful hand day? Are you just trying to trick me into practicing that bad Sanshou of yours?"
To save people in the world twenty-four times, we need to have a heart like a clear mirror and hands like glass... To put it simply, the hands must be clean and spotless.
Hands that have not been washed for more than two months will naturally find it difficult to meet the standards.
"How could it be?" Huang Fu flicked his cigarette pole and stood up excitedly: "Your father has been calculating for a long time, and even the Buddha nodded! How could I lie to you? It's so beautiful!"
Huang Relic curled his lips: "Okay."
Although I was a little dissatisfied with the old father's coaxing routine that had remained unchanged for more than ten years, I still looked away and put my hand into the basin.
“Report!”
A soldier fell outside the courtyard gate at that moment, half-kneeling to report the news.
Huang Fu casually inserted the tobacco stick into his waistband, turned around and looked over: "What's going on?"
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pressed the yellow relic: "You should wash yours."
Of course, Huang Relic would not listen and looked over with curious eyes.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be difficult for anyone to imagine that this old farmer wearing a melon-skin hat was actually General Huanglongwei who shocked the Jing Kingdom with his Pudu Demon Pestle.
The soldier respectfully handed over a letter engraved with lacquer and said: "Your Majesty, please spread this news to all the prefectures, and all the generals need to hear it."
Huang Fu casually took the letter and tore it up while saying, "What news?"
Huang Sheli hurriedly jumped over: "Why is the news spreading so quickly? Let me take a look!"
Huang Fu simply unfolded the letter and read it with his daughter.
It is said that this kind of information passed down by Emperor Jing's personal order should be confidential and can only be seen by the general himself. However, Huang Relic even took Huang Fu's general seal and played with it, and the soldiers in the courtyard were also surprised.
No wonder.
As soon as the letter was spread out and after reading no more than two lines, Huang Fu felt that something was wrong and wanted to roll it up.
But it has been snatched away by the yellow relic.
“Bring it to you!”
This is a letter summarizing the important information of the morning.
What Emperor Jing asked Huang Fu to see was naturally that the Sanxing Palace had made a public statement, which greatly damaged the prestige of Jing Shi Tai, and focused on the possible chain reactions in Jing, Qi, and Mu.
Under the current situation, the Jing Kingdom, which is in the northern region with the Mu Kingdom, also has a lot of room for strategic choices and has to consider it carefully.
But what Huang Fu saw, and knew that his daughter's eyes would definitely shine, was the news that Jiang Wang broke historical legends and became the number one imperial palace in ancient and modern times...
"Wonderful!" Huang Sheli flicked the letter and laughed loudly: "This is the number one palace in the history of the Qing Dynasty! He is worthy of being the man who can walk to the final stage with me!"
“Girl.” Huang Fu said sadly, “Why don’t you wash your hands first, and then we can…”
"Why don't you wash your ass!" Huang Relic put the letter into his arms and strode out: "This is the hand that the number one imperial palace in Qing Dynasty has touched. It is much more reliable than your Buddha! I want to keep it.
Let’s show our sincerity to Beauty Jiang next time we meet!”
Huang Fu glared hard at the soldier who sent the message, turned around and said with a sigh: "Hey, don't let anyone read this letter casually, but it's very confidential!"
Then a bunch of letter paper was smashed back.
Huang Relic’s voice was already floating outside the courtyard: “It’s so troublesome, so keep it for yourself!”
Huang Fu caught the ball of paper and squatted down like an old farmer. He unfolded the crumpled letter with his left hand and continued to ponder the message on it. He held the tobacco stick in his right hand and took a sip with a frown.
“What a shame!” he sighed.
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First he went to the State of Shen, then to the State of Rong. After going around in a big circle, he finally came to the State of Zheng.
Jiang Wang's mood is also the word "sorrow".
If Yu Beidou hadn't shown extremely terrifying strength in Duanhun Gorge, he would even have some doubts about whether his secret technique of "memory" had been tricked again.
Why is there no sign of anyone after chasing for so long?
His name is being sung throughout the world, but he doesn’t know it yet.
Just with a lot of energy, I ran around following the prompts of the memorial.
He has seen the evil of humans and demons.
As early as when he was in the Yong Kingdom, when he saw these demons killing monks from Qingyunting, he couldn't help but show up to save them. If he could have killed them at that time, he would have killed them at that time!
Now that I have a long sword in my hand and an enemy in my sight, there is no reason to let go.
This young prodigy who is the most popular in the world today has no idea that he has been completely cleared of the suspicion of being a demon, and he still hides his identity with bamboo hats, dragon-headed staffs and other objects.
Walking through the small town of Zheng is like many moments in a foreign land over the years.
Suddenly stopped.
In front of him was an inn.
A vertical plaque hangs down.
Name
Yingbin Building.
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