Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Is it a woman?" Fakong frowned.

"Female?!" Chu Xiang also frowned.

His face was gloomy.

If a man is killed after being exposed, he will feel guilty and sad, and will try to seal him.

But if it was a woman, his guilt and sadness would be ten times greater.

When a woman encounters such a situation, if she cannot end it in time, she may suffer dozens of times cruel torture, torture that she cannot even imagine.

Zeng Qingyuan smiled: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, my people are not that weak, and they are not that easily exposed."

Fakong said slowly: "She was indeed exposed, but because she wanted to catch bigger fish, she is still alive for the time being. ... Well, we have to save her immediately. Dayong will soon find something strange."

He looked at Zeng Qingyuan.

Zeng Qingyuan smiled and said: "Master, what's wrong?"

Fakong said: "Isn't Si Zheng curious about how she was exposed?"

"According to Master's opinion?" Zeng Qingyuan said.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Zeng Qingyuan's piercing eyes became brighter, trying to see clearly what Fakong was thinking.

Unfortunately, what he saw with his eyes was as if he was standing in front of the vast sea, with nothing to gain.

Zeng Qingyuan cupped his fists and said, "I hope Master will sue me."

My Dharma Eye Zhu You Jue can penetrate into the most subtle aspects of people's hearts, and even see clearly the other person's own thoughts that they don't even know clearly.

Unless you are a great master like Prince Xin, all your secret thoughts cannot escape your eyes.

The master Fakong in front of him was obviously not strong in cultivation, but his mind was as vast as the sea, unfathomable and unfathomable.

Fakong smiled: "Si Zheng doesn't trust the poor monk enough, so it's better to say less. Si Zheng can think about it himself."

"master……"

"Sizheng doesn't need to say any more. Let me rescue this female benefactor first." Fakong shook his head and said, "Alas!"

Chu Xiang said: "But is there any obstacle?"

Fakong said slowly: "This female donor has realized her situation and is preparing to take her own life."

Through this small sword, he located the owner of this small sword. What he could see with his clairvoyance was a beautiful and moving young woman.

"Master, then..." Chu Xiang said anxiously, "Can you make it in time?"

He was distraught.

Dayong is not that close to here. Even if you use the peerless light skill to gallop, it will take several days.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, heaven and man will be separated forever.

That is a great regret.

Fakong looked at Zeng Qingyuan.

Zeng Qingyuan said solemnly: "Master, despite your orders, we must save her no matter what!"

He was doubtful before, but still vaguely didn't believe it.

Because he trusts his subordinates more.

This subordinate's surname is Li Yuezheng, Li Yuezheng.

The appearance is beautiful, but not eye-catching. Although it attracts attention, it does not draw too much attention.

The temperament is gentle and pleasant.

More importantly, he has a firm mind, remains calm at all times, and is extremely intelligent, making him the best spy candidate.

Ever since he took charge of the Green-clothed Foreign Affairs Bureau, among the people he met, the one with the highest qualifications was Li Yuezheng.

In the entire green-clad foreign department, he was the only one who knew of her existence, and was sent to Dayong silently through secret channels.

She didn't let herself down either.

She was alone and had nothing to do with anyone in the green-clothed foreign affairs department. She only relied on her own wisdom to enter Prince Chun's palace.

It has been quietly lurking for several years and has never gone wrong.

How could he not trust such a subordinate?

Although Fakong showed his magical powers, he still believed in Li Yuezheng more than he had confidence in Li Yuezheng.

But now that he heard that Li Yuezheng was preparing to commit suicide, he felt slightly awe-inspiring.

Even at this time, he has not completely lost his guard and will never reveal Li Yuezheng's name.

Fakong said: "This female donor is not an ordinary person. Si Zheng should write a letter to reassure her and avoid having to worry about her again and again, which is too troublesome."

"..." Zeng Qingyuan pondered.

Chu Xiang said angrily: "Old Zeng, this is your fault. You have doubts and doubts. No one believes you!"

Unit Qing smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I have indeed fallen into this problem. I don't dare to trust people easily."

"That's it, I'll be your guarantee!" Chu Xiang snorted, "Stop dragging your feet. If it's too late, you won't have anywhere to cry if you regret it!"

"Alas!" Zeng Qingyuan sighed and remained silent.

Fa Kong also urged.

Rushing is not a business.

Zeng Qingyuan is not in a hurry, so why should he be in a hurry?

Zeng Qingyuan looked at his expression, then looked at Chu Xiang's anxious and angry expression, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is cloudless.

The blue is as clear as a wash.

Not a single white cloud.

It seemed as if the heavy rain at the Vajra Temple yesterday had consumed all the white clouds, and the sky was completely blue.

"Otherwise, Si Zheng should go back and think about it carefully." Fakong smiled and said, "It's good to think about it clearly."

"Let me go back and think about it." Zeng Qingyuan said slowly.

"Old Zeng!" Chu Xiang couldn't wait to grab Zeng Qingyuan's collar and force him to write a letter: "When has it been!"

"Your Majesty, this matter is not trivial. You should be extremely cautious." Zeng Qingyuan said with an embarrassed smile.

"Okay, okay, just think about it!" Chu Xiang glared at him and hummed: "In the final analysis, I still can't trust this king!"

"It's not that I can't trust the prince..."

"It's not that you can't trust me, so why are you hesitating?!" Chu Xiang said bitterly: "You can't rest assured until this girl commits suicide?"

"Your Majesty!"

"Stop being so long-winded and write a letter quickly!" Chu Xiang said angrily: "Explain it to her and ask the master to rescue her quickly."

"I can actually pass..."

"You can do whatever you want!" Chu Xiang said decisively: "Stop being so long-winded and write quickly!"

Fakong laughed.

Chu Xiang took a step forward and glared at Zeng Qingyuan: "If you don't write me today, don't blame me for being cruel. I'll loosen your bones!"

"Your Majesty!" Zeng Qingyuan couldn't help but smile: "This matter is no joke..."

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Chu Xiang's eyes widened, and his eyes shot out with a cold light, as if they were real.

"Alas..." Zeng Qingyuan shook his head and sighed, and in a flash, he was about to run away.

Chu Xiang also dodged and stood in front of him.

Zeng Qingyuan flashed again.

But he was still blocked by Chu Xiang.

"Come on, let's see if you can escape from my grasp!" Chu Xiang snorted disdainfully: "Write or not?"

"Your Majesty!" Zeng Qingyuan shook his head and said, "This matter..."

"Looks like he won't write it!" Chu Xiang stretched out his claws, like an eagle catching a chicken, and accurately grabbed the back of his collar and slapped him forward.

Zeng Qingyuan immediately rushed to the lotus pond.

He waved his hands in the air and kicked his legs, trying to borrow some power, but unfortunately he couldn't.

"Bang!" He fell heavily into the lotus pond.

The turtles in the pond haven't woken up yet, huddled motionless in their shells.

Zeng Qingyuan came out of the water and stared at Chu Xiang angrily.

Chu Xiang pressed against the edge of the pool, leaned forward and stared at him: "How are you, Lao Zeng, are your brains clear?"

"Prince!" Zeng Qingyuan shouted angrily.

Chu Xiang hummed: "Stop being verbose, just one sentence, should I write it or not?"

"Hmph!" Zeng Qingyuan rubbed his neck.

"Oh, I can't cure you!" Chu Xiang snorted in disbelief, pushed with his right palm, and then clenched it into a fist.

"Boom!" A force of fist fell into the water like a stone, like falling into a deep well, and then with a "bang", Zeng Qingyuan flew into the air.

The fist in the water hit him accurately and knocked him into the air from the opposite direction.

Zeng Qingyuan sprayed a water arrow in the air and shook his clothes in anger, but he couldn't exert any effort and his internal energy was running sluggishly.

"Go down!" Chu Xiang pressed down with another palm.

Zeng Qingyuan danced and fell into the water again.

"Bang!" The water in the lotus pond splashed, the lotus swayed lightly, and the turtles were still huddled in their shells and ignored them.

Fakong shook his head, this was too rough.

He waved.

Lin Feiyang floated away, came closer in the blink of an eye, and began to rub ink.

"Old Zeng, if you don't write, I won't be polite!" Chu Xiang stared coldly at Zeng Qingyuan in the water.

"What else can the prince do?" Zeng Qingyuan also stared at him angrily.

He originally had a gloomy and cold temperament, so staring like this was really scary.

But Chu Xiang was not scared at all.

Chu Xiang sneered: "Strip you naked and throw you on Suzaku Avenue, so everyone can appreciate Zeng Sizheng's true body!"

"... Why is your lord doing this?" Zeng Qingyuan showed a helpless look.

He could see that Chu Xiang could really do this.

"Don't be verbose anymore, should I write it or not?!"

"Write!" Zeng Qingyuan sighed.

"It would be great to be so enlightened earlier!" Chu Xiang snorted: "It took me so much effort!"

"Alas!" Zeng Qingyuan shook his head, floated up, waved his black robe in the air, and his clothes and hair were immediately dry.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

He could see that Zeng Qingyuan's black robe was no ordinary thing.

"It's ready." Lin Feiyang said.

Zeng Qingyuan came to the stone table, sat down, picked up his pen, and slowly wrote a letter.

Seeing his slow writing style, Chu Xiang felt itchy with hatred: "You, Sizheng, don't care about the lives of your subordinates at all."

Zeng Qingyuan snorted and said nothing with a gloomy face.

Chu Xiang said: "After you save her, you have to prepare a table of good wine and food for me and apologize!"

Zeng Qingyuan snorted and continued to write letters.

There are many codes in his letter, which contain the true meaning, which is different from the literal meaning.

Therefore, you need to write slowly and with great concentration, without rushing.

Fakong stood aside and watched the excitement, not in a hurry.

Chu Xiang was extremely anxious, staring at Zeng Qingyuan, wishing he could step forward and slap him.

After a while, Zeng Qingyuan put down his pen, took out another jade waist badge from his arms, and handed it to Fakong: "Master, this is a real token."

Fa Kong took it with a smile.

"Master, don't blame me, it's not that Zeng is suspicious..."

"You are just suspicious!" Chu Xiang interrupted him: "Why are you so nagging!"

"Okay, no more rambling." Zeng Qingyuan sighed: "Seeing that the prince trusts the master so much, I can only take this gamble. I'm sorry to trouble you, master!"

He put his hands together and bowed deeply.

The law and emptiness combine to return the favor.

The next moment, he disappeared.

Zeng Qingyuan was startled.

"Don't look at it, it's a magical power." Chu Xiang said angrily: "The master uses the magical power!"

"It turns out that the master also has many magical powers."

"One thing, all things." Chu Xiang said: "Old Zeng, do you think I'm lying to you? Do you think I'm blind and my mind is lost?!"

"Don't you dare, no one is wiser than the prince."

"You don't mean what you say!" Chu Xiang waved his hand: "You will know how good this king is to you in the future!"

Zeng Qingyuan looked in the direction of Dayong: "I wonder when Master can see her."