Nightwatcher

Luo Yuheng needs a man with luck and body to double cultivate. She has become a national teacher, but she has been unwilling to double cultivate with Yuan Jingdi

Daoist Jinlian probably knew about my good luck. Daoist Jinlian asked Luo Yuheng for medicine many times, and asked me to go by name.

Before leaving Chuzhou, Luo Yuheng asked Chu Yuanzhen to give me a talisman sword

When Jianzhou was guarding the lotus seeds, Daoist Jinlian forcibly gave me the amulet and asked me to call Luo Yuheng at a critical moment, and she really came

Various seemingly reasonable or unreasonable details flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind one by one.

If you want to do this, then my head will be big! There was a complicated look on his face.

"But I heard that the national teacher did not choose to double cultivate with Yuanjing."

Xu Qi'an stabilized his mood and said in a chatty tone.

The princess looked up, showing a thoughtful expression, and shook her head:

"Well, I don't know about that. I often persuade her to just submit herself to Emperor Yuan Jing. It's not wronging her to choose the emperor as a Taoist companion.

"But she seems dissatisfied with Emperor Yuan Jing, dissatisfied in all aspects, no, I can feel her disgust for Emperor Yuan Jing."

Disgusted in every way, not just because of lack of luck Xu Qi'an blinked his eyes and asked:

"A woman who is cultivated as a national teacher should not be like an ordinary woman who pays attention to the complicated etiquette of three obediences and four virtues."

The concubine said "Yes": "Of course Luo Yuheng won't, but what does choosing a Taoist partner have to do with red tape? Choosing a Taoist partner is a matter of extreme caution."

This Luo Yuheng is a shark! Xu Qi'an's heart sank.

Shuangxiu is a Taoist couple, which shows Luo Yuheng's prudence in matters between men and women. Therefore, after she inspected Emperor Yuan Jing, she was really just using luck to suppress karmic fire, and never thought of marrying him. double repair.

If my guess just now is true, Luo Yuheng is also investigating me.

Once she thinks she might as well try dual cultivation with me, it means she has to choose a Taoist partner.

With my aunt's respect for Taoist companions, and her status as a second-rank master, as long as she chooses me, will the fish in my fish pond still have a way to survive?

If you are like this, my head will suddenly become big again, he complained in his heart.

Everything has pros and cons. The good thing is that I have one more hole card. In the future, if I have to, I can sell myself to Luo Yuheng in exchange for rewards.

Of course, the premise is that she is satisfied with me and puts me at the top of the candidate list for Taoist companions.

Well, find a chance to test her out.

"Why do you ask so clearly?" Wang Hao asked suspiciously.

"If a beautiful woman like Guoshi can be her Taoist partner, it will be a blessing in eight lifetimes." Xu Qi'an pretended to be emotional.

"Stop dreaming, with your little capital, how could Luo Yuheng have a crush on you."

The princess's reaction was unexpectedly big, full of cynicism.

Then, she touched the bodhi bracelet on her wrist inadvertently, and said lightly: "Luo Yuheng's appearance is certainly good, but it would be too much to say that it is beautiful."

After finishing speaking, she raised her chin and looked down at Xu Qi'an.

This posture is clearly saying "look at me, look at me", "I am the number one beauty in Dafeng".

Xu Qi'an sneered disdainfully: "Go back to the house and look in the mirror."

The princess was furious and picked up a small stone and threw it at him.

"Okay, okay, the national teacher is far behind you." Xu Qi'an said perfunctorily.

The concubine was still not reconciled, she pinched the bodhi bracelet and insisted on showing her true colors to this kid, so that he would know whether Luo Yuheng is more beautiful or she is more beautiful.

"Think about it. This is the capital city. If you take off the string, Si Tianjian may bring officers and soldiers to arrest you tomorrow." Xu Qi'an threatened.

The princess faltered at once.

Jianzheng is Jianzheng, and Sitianjian is Sitianjian. What Jianzheng knows, other magicians in Sitianjian may not know. If they found out the majestic beauty of the princess, they might turn around and report it to the palace.

Although Xu Qi'an was able to stop it, but at the same time it would also expose his private possession of Duke Huai's widow.

Once a secret is known, it is difficult to keep it.

In addition, there is a little secret that cannot be revealed. He is afraid of seeing the real face of the princess. The hidden woman is too dazzling, perfect and not like a common thing in the world.

Even in the face of a mediocre woman, Xu Qi'an can still feel that his affection for her is growing day by day. If he sees that stunning beauty again, Xu Qi'an can't guarantee that he won't do something to her tonight.

For example, let her understand what is ripe and fruitless.

Although Xu Qi'an's admiration for Luo Yuheng made Dafeng's number one beauty feel uncomfortable, but overall, she was quite happy today.

So the next morning, before Xu Qi'an left, she gave Xu Qi'an something to eat.

"It's sticky and mushy. It's obviously overcooked. There's so much chicken essence, are you trying to kill me? Let her have a taste of my cooking some other day and learn it."

Xu Qi'an went into the Goulan while complaining, changed his appearance, changed his clothes, and returned home.

After practicing for two hours, he rode on the filly and rattled to a high-grade Goulan.

After waiting for a long time in the familiar box, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao arrived late, wearing watchman uniforms, tied with gongs, and carrying sabers.

Since we wanted to talk about business, we didn't order any girls. The three sat around the table, watching opera in the lobby below, and eating peanuts while drinking.

"What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate." Xu Qi'an kicked Song Tingfeng.

"Last night, a group of guys in black robes did enter the inner city through the gate of the southern city. They also warned the city guards not to leak out. Heh, the Yankees from Chuzhou don't even know whose territory the capital belongs to." I spent a penny to get information from the soldiers on duty last night."

Song Tingfeng took a sip of the wine, clicked his tongue, and said: "They didn't enter the imperial city, and disappeared after entering the inner city. I asked the silver gongs who patrol the imperial city to inquire about it this morning, and indeed no one saw them. A group of secret agents entered the imperial city."

Didn't enter the imperial city?

Hengyuan was imprisoned somewhere in the inner city? No, it is also possible that they were sent into the imperial city or even the imperial palace through secret channels, just like Uncle Ping Yuan quietly sent the abducted people into the imperial city.

"The Daoist said that Master Hengyuan's life will not be in danger in the short term. The time left for us should be quite ample and we should not be too anxious. If Hengyuan is brought into the palace, then we will inevitably break with Emperor Yuanjing while we rescue him. .

"If this is the case, I have to reserve a retreat in advance, be prepared, and not rush to save people."

As thoughts flickered, Xu Qi'an said: "Notify the brothers patrolling the streets. If you find any abnormalities in the inner city, or see spies wearing black robes and masks, you must notify me in time."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded, "Yes".

Song Tingfeng said suddenly: "By the way, I heard that in three days' time, the northern demon mission will enter Beijing."

Goblin missions coming to Beijing? The monsters and barbarians have just teamed up to destroy Chuzhou City. How long has it been since they dared to enter the capital? Xu Qi'an frowned:

"I haven't heard of it."

Song Tingfeng said "Hey": "Your Majesty held a small meeting yesterday to discuss this matter in secret. Jiang Jinluo revealed it when he took us to drink in Jiaofangsi last night."

I know about the war in the north. According to the delay in the transmission of news, the war in the north should have started long ago, but even so, the northern monster sent a mission to Beijing, which is enough to show that the war is unfavorable! Xu Qi'an pondered:

"The monster and barbarian clans are too helpless to ask for help so soon?"

The northern monsters, Dafeng, and Witchcraft are the three checks and balances.

Song Tingfeng said: "The cavalry of Yasukuni is the most in Kyushu. Before the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the barbarian cavalry was able to compete with the Yasukuni cavalry. After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the strong barbarians were killed and injured. Now the Yasukuni cavalry dominates Kyushu.

"I don't think the war in the north will drag on for too long. The northern barbarians won't survive this year."

Zhu Guangxiao added: "After the death of Ji Li Zhigu, there is only one Zhujiu between the monsters and barbarians, and the witch gods have no shortage of high-quality powerhouses. Besides, the battlefield is the home field of wizards, and the witch gods' ability to control corpse soldiers is extremely terrifying."

Zhu Jiu experienced the Battle of Chuzhou City and was seriously injured, so it makes sense to think so. Xu Qi'an nodded.

Zhu Guangxiao sighed: "Compared to the weakening national power of Dafeng, the national power of the Three Kingdoms governed by the Witch God Sect is flourishing. If it weren't for the presence of Duke Wei."

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng are watchdogs who supervise all officials, and their vision is not bad, and they can clearly perceive the weakness of Dafeng's national strength.

A year is not as good as a year.

However, the emotion of worrying about the country and the people was quickly replaced by the charming laughter of the little ladies.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao each picked a handsome woman, hugged them into the house and worked hard.

Xu Qi'an sat alone at the table, drinking wine in silence, and looked down at the opera in the lobby with no expression.

At night, Xu Erlang's study room.

Holding the teacup, Xu Qi'an frowned after listening to Xu Erlang's recitation, "It's only this little?"

"Recently, there are a lot of things going on in the Imperial Academy. The imperial court wants to revise military books, so I don't have much time to memorize the late emperor's daily records." Xu Erlang explained helplessly.

"Military repair book?"

"It's a custom to revise military books every time we go to war." Xu Erlang took a sip of tea and said:

"Let me tell you something. Three days later, the northern Yaoman's mission will enter Beijing. The war in the north is in full swing. If there is no accident, the imperial court will send troops to support Yaoman.

"Actually, the imperial court made this decision when the information came from Chuzhou, but it still needs to be considered. Heh, to put it bluntly, it is to inspire people's hearts. Tomorrow, the Imperial College will hold a literary conference in the imperial city, with the purpose of spreading the idea of ​​the main battle."

Huaiqing told me about this, yes, I have to accompany her to the essay meeting Xu Qi'an remembered it.

He had never experienced war in his previous life, but he had read a lot of ancient and modern history, so he could understand what Xu Erlang was trying to express.

Mobilization during wars has been a common method since ancient times. We must tell the people why we are fighting and what is the significance of fighting.

Of course, in this era, what the court wanted to mobilize was not ordinary people, but the scholar-official class.

"Then, are these daily records I've memorized useful to you, brother?" Xu Erlang asked.

"have!"

Xu Qi'an gave an affirmative answer, saying:

"Through this daily record, it can be seen that the first emperor did not ask Renzong about the method of longevity frequently, but there were not many, which shows that he had certain illusions about longevity.

"But for some reason, he has absolutely no illusions about longevity. I haven't seen the idea of ​​the late emperor wanting to practice Taoism for the time being."

"The first emperor never practiced Taoism." After Xu Erlang finished speaking, he frowned and said, "Because of some reason?"

The first emperor was a smart man, and he knew his weight. Xu Qi'an smiled, without explaining, and said instead:

"The first emperor didn't practice Taoism until his death, but he did have fantasies about cultivating Taoism. I guess it may be that the first emperor influenced Yuan Jingdi. You continue to read the daily life record and write it down as soon as possible."

The next day, the torrential rain fell, and the wind whipped up the rain foam, bringing a bit of coolness.

Rainwater flows down the eaves, forming a curtain of water droplets.

Summer is coming to an end, and the young crops in the fields are showing signs of turning yellow.

Xu Erlang stood under the eaves today and said with emotion: "It seems that the Wenhui will not be able to go."

Xu Qi'an walked out of the room, watched the rain side by side with him, and said with a smile: "I think so too, so Erlang, let me borrow your official card."

Opposite the two brothers was the East Wing. Xu Lingyin was standing under the eaves, waving a branch, and kept "cutting" the water drop curtain under the eaves, never tired of it.

Her little shoes and trousers were wet from the rain.

At this point, Lina was still soundly asleep, Li Miaozhen was meditating in the room, and Second Uncle Xu, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, sadly went on duty.

Xu Qi'an also has something to do today, he is going to Lingbao Temple to do two things, one: test Luo Yuheng's true attitude towards him.

Two: Ask about the ancestors of the previous generation.

It was raining heavily, Wei Yuan's carriage was driving in the rain curtain, and the raindrops kept bursting on the ceiling of the carriage, crackling.

Da Qingyi opened the car window, watching the rain silently, blurring the world.

At a certain moment, the rain seemed to freeze for a moment, like an illusion.

"Rain can wash away dust, but it can't wash away people's hearts."

The sound of emotion sounded in the carriage, and the voice was full of vicissitudes.

Wei Yuan still looked at the rain screen, and said calmly: "The rain scene in Qingyun Mountain is not as good as mine?"

Dean Zhao Shou, who appeared silently, had a serious face: "After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, Dafeng should have flourished, but because, because"

Zhao Shou wanted to speak several times, but found that he couldn't remember.

"Because something happened during the period. At the end of the year of Jingcha, the sculpture in Jiyuan was cracked, and the one in the northeast was the same. In the end, you only fought for twenty years for Dafeng and the human race. All these years, I have been thinking that if Jianzheng hadn't stood by at the beginning, the ending would have been different."

Wei Yuan still had no expression on his face, and his tone was flat: "It's up to man to make things happen. Nothing in this world will go according to your will, Zhao Shou's, nor will it go according to my will. The prison is with you and me. Not all the way."

Zhao Shou nodded and said: "Gu God is an ancient god and demon, but also a rootless duckweed, but the Wu God is different. He dominates the Northeast and rules millions of creatures. He accounts for at least one-third of the luck of the human race. .

"If He breaks the seal, no one in Kyushu can stop him. Unless Confucian saints are resurrected."

Wei Yuan sighed: "I'll block it, I started planning last year."

Zhao Shou stared at him and asked, "What if you fail?"

Wei Yuan smiled: "Have you seen me lose before?"

The carriage slowly stopped outside the palace gate.

Nangong Qianrou let go of the horse's reins, pushed open the car door, and said, "Father foster, we're here."

He inspected the carriage, there was no one else except Wei Yuan. But when he was driving, the martial artist's instinct caught a trace of abnormality, which was fleeting.

Nangong Qianrou opened a big umbrella and led Wei Yuan out of the car. The raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella.

Wei Yuan took the umbrella and said calmly, "Wait for me here."

He held an umbrella and entered the palace alone, his green clothes fluttering in the wind and rain, as if he was alone, facing the storm in the world.