Nightwatcher

In order to conceal his identity, Xu Qi'an did not ride a filly. After all, a beautiful horse like a filly can be easily recognized by others.

It was raining cats and dogs, and he rode the Xu Manor's carriage with rolling wheels towards the imperial city.

The carriage was blocked outside the gate of the imperial city, and the soldiers guarding the city saw the word "Xu" written on the body, so they didn't dare to be careless, so they stepped forward to check.

Looking at the capital, there is only one Xu family who can enter the imperial city, and in this Xu family, someone beheaded the Duke of the country, offending the royal family, clan and honorable group.

It is absolutely impossible to let him into the imperial city.

Xu Qi'an lifted the curtain and handed over the official badge.

After the soldiers checked, they still didn't let go, so they notified Habayashi Wei Baihu.

Habayashi Guard Baihu hurried over in the heavy rain, took the official card and looked at it for a while, then looked at the handsome young man sitting in the carriage, examined his face for a moment, and said:

"Master Xu is taking a rest today?"

Xu Qi'an did not wear Erlang's official robe, but went out in casual clothes.

Xu Xinian is a scholar of the Imperial Academy, and the yamen of the Imperial Academy is in the imperial city, so he is eligible to enter and leave the imperial city. But because of taking a rest today, Habayashi Wei Baihu only asked once.

The guards of the imperial city are very vigilant towards our family. I am sure that if it were me, I would not be able to enter the palace even if Huaiqing or Lin'an were with me. This is the aftermath of the Meridian Gate scolding incident and the kidnapping of the two dukes. He squeezed Xu Erlang's voice and said calmly:

"I'm going to visit Lord Shoufu."

Visiting Chief Assistant Master Habayashi Wei Baihu looked at him a few more times, and finally nodded: "Let Master Xu go in."

The carriage passed through the opening of the city gate, entered the imperial city, and headed towards Wang Shoufu's mansion.

The Habayashi guard on the city wall watched the carriage go away, and it was in the right direction.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi'an said, "Go to the left."

The coachman changed direction as he said, and the carriage departed from the original route. Under Xu Qi'an's command, the coachman who had never been to the imperial city successfully sent Xu Dalang to Lingbao Temple with his excellent driving skills.

Xu Qi'an got out of the car holding an umbrella, and after being passed by the little Taoist priest guarding the gate, he entered Lingbao Temple smoothly without any accidents.

He didn't forget to let the carriage enter Lingbao Temple through the side door instead of stopping conspicuously at the entrance of the temple.

If that old guy Yuan Jingdi happened to come to practice Taoism and saw the carriage, the situation would be bad.

Passing through the halls and small courtyards dedicated to the ancestors of Renzong, he came to the depths of Lingbao Temple. In that secluded small courtyard, in the quiet room, he saw the beautiful and beautiful female national teacher.

Her expression was indifferent, and her desolate demeanor exuded an untainted elegance, like a fairy in the sky.

Huaiqing is also a cold and proud beauty, but Huaiqing's temperament tends to be noble and arrogant, while Luo Yuheng's coldness, matched with her clothes and the bright red cinnabar between her eyebrows, highlights the sacred and immortal.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an's mentality changed slightly when he saw the state teacher's alluring face again, what he thought of was: She is a woman I would not bear to desecrate even in bed.

The next thought was: Fortunately, the national teacher does not understand Buddhism, but he understands Buddhism, otherwise I might die in place.

Luo Yuheng sat cross-legged at the table, two cups of hot tea had already been placed on the table.

Xu Qi'an sat down tacitly, took a sip of the tea, and his eyes instantly lit up: "Good tea!"

Slightly bitter in the mouth, babbling for three seconds, immediately returning to sweetness, after swallowing into the stomach, the aftertaste lingers on the lips and teeth, and lasts for a long time.

"pity."

Luo Yuheng shook his head and sighed lightly.

"What a pity?"

Xu Qi'an asked subconsciously.

"This tea is planted by a friend of this seat. It only produces one catty a year, and it is distributed to me, but it is only three or four liang. It is a pity that she has been missing for a long time and her whereabouts are unknown." Luo Yuheng said.

Auntie, why do I feel there is something in your words?

Well, this tea was planted by the princess. I discovered another beauty of the princess. I will lock her in a small dark room from now on, and will not feed her until tea is grown.

Xu Qian sighed without changing his face: "That's really a pity."

Luo Yuheng glanced at him lightly, and said in a soft but emotionless voice: "What's the matter?"

"I would like to ask about the previous Renzong Taoist and the late emperor." Xu Qi'an said.

"What about my father and the late emperor?"

Luo Yuheng asked in surprise.

"I checked the records of the late emperor's daily life. Although the late emperor did not practice Taoism, he was also interested in the method of longevity. I want to know, did he practice Taoism?" Xu Qi'an said bluntly.

Luo Yuheng pondered for a moment, then said: "My father died in a catastrophe."

Does this have anything to do with my question?

"He didn't have to die originally, but the supervisor did not allow Renzong to move into the imperial city, which caused my father to be entangled in karma, and died under the catastrophe." Luo Yuheng said lightly:

"Therefore, the first emperor did not practice Taoism."

The first emperor didn't practice Taoism Xu Qi'an frowned.

"You checked Yuanjing, how did you do it?" Luo Yuheng stared with wonderful eyes.

Xu Qi'an hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, and asked in a deep voice: "Master, do you know that those who are lucky cannot live forever?"

Luo Yuheng looked at him, and it wasn't until this moment that Xu Qi'an felt that the national teacher was really looking at him, looking straight at him.

"The correct statement is that those who are lucky cannot live forever." She corrected.

As expected, Luo Yuheng knew about this, so she wouldn't wonder why Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to practice Taoism in a delusional way? Xu Qi'an expressed this doubt.

"There are always people who have unrealistic fantasies. There are countless practitioners in the world, and most of them have fantasized about becoming a master of the first rank, or even surpassing the rank."

Luo Yuheng said indifferently: "Perhaps Yuan Jing thinks he has seen hope, or there may be some hidden secrets. To me, no matter what plans he has, it has nothing to do with me. I cultivate my way, and he cultivates his longevity. "

She knew that Emperor Yuan Jing might have secrets, but she didn't delve into it. She borrowed her luck to practice, and she was in a cooperative relationship with Emperor Yuan Jing. Going deep into the secrets of the partners would only lead to a stalemate in the relationship between the two parties, and Xu Qi'an even chewed out the words of the national teacher Meaning.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Qi'an no longer entangled in this topic, but instead said: "I used the talisman sword in Jianzhou, how can I contact the national teacher in the future?"

Subtext: Quickly give me another rune sword.

The talisman sword contains the power of Luo Yuheng's sword, and it is quite difficult to make, so it is not just a gift.

Because of this, Xu Qi'an asked her for it. This was a temptation.

Hearing this, Luo Yuheng frowned and said, "It is extremely difficult to refine the talisman sword, and it cannot be accomplished overnight."

After a pause, she said in a calm tone: "I happen to have one more, so it's useless to keep it."

With a wave of his sleeve, a talisman sword lay quietly on the table.

It really made Xu Qi'an look at Fu Jian with complicated emotions.

Imperial garden.

Attic, gazebo.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the imperial garden in the rainstorm, and said with a smile: "Although the flowers in my palace are competing for beauty and beauty, they are too delicate to withstand the damage of wind and rain."

In the rain, clusters of bright flowers bent their bodies, and the petals floated with the rain.

Behind him, Wei Yuan held the tea, sipped it lightly, and said lightly: "Flowers are meant to please the master. The softer they are, the more the master likes them. His Majesty likes them to be weak, but he laughs at them for being indestructible. It really doesn't make sense. .”

With his back to Wei Yuan, Emperor Yuan Jing flashed a sharp light in his eyes, and said with a smile, "For me, it's enough to take care of the most beautiful flower. Wei Qing, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

Emperor Yuan Jing continued to watch the rain and sighed:

"After the turmoil in Chuzhou, King Huai died in battle, Jili Zhigu fell, Zhujiu also suffered heavy losses, and the northern border was weak. The Witch God Sect is coming aggressively this time. If the northern monsters and barbarians fall, Dafeng will destroy all the borders from north to east. will be surrounded by witch gods.

"Wei Qing, you are a master of the art of war, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan replied without hesitation: "Of course the imperial court wants to send troops to support the Northeast, but the benefits should not be missed. The northern barbarians have been harassing the border all the year round. This time, it's Dafeng's turn to cut their flesh and suck their blood."

Emperor Yuan Jing showed a smile: "The Hanlin Academy wants to revise military books. I have seen it. It has been revised and revised. There is nothing new. After the barbarian missions enter Beijing, I am afraid they will be laughed at. I will give it to you. Wei Qing is a rare handsome talent in a century. You might as well go to the Hanlin The academy will teach you a thing or two."

The book of war is part of showing the "national power" to the demon missions. The more books of war, the more masters of Dafeng's art of war. Its importance is second only to artillery exercises.

The art of war that Dafeng uses today is still left by the scholars of Yunlu Academy, and the "Six Books of Art of War" written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of contemporary art of war.

On the contrary, Wei Yuan, who is recognized as a peerless handsome talent, never left a single word.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

Emperor Yuan Jing was not angry at all, and said:

"The Guozijian originally wanted to hold a cultural meeting in Luhu today, but a heavy rain hindered the meeting. I plan to let the Guozijian hold a cultural meeting after the embassy enters Beijing. At that time, Wei Qing can go and sit."

Wei Yuan just nodded.

In the next two days, under the impetus of the imperial court, the war in the north and the barbarians began to spread in the capital, first among the scholar-bureaucrats, and then among merchants and marketers.

All of a sudden, heated discussions arose in officialdom, Shilin, colleges, teahouses, restaurants, Goulan, and Jiaofangsi, like a frenzy of heated discussions.

The common people in the market harbor hatred for the Yaoman Mission, and oppose Dafeng's intention to send troops to aid the Yaoman.

The common people's love and hate are straightforward, they don't care about the overall situation, they only know that the northern monsters are the sworn enemy of Dafeng, and since the founding of the country six hundred years ago, there have been constant wars and small battles.

Not to mention far away, just recently, in the months before and after the Chuzhou massacre, the northern monsters kept harassing the border, burning, killing and looting.

The aristocracy, on the other hand, has a higher vision, is more rational and objective, and the main battle ideology and wait-and-see ideology collide fiercely, unlike the common people in the city, who almost overwhelmingly oppose it.

In fact, not only the capital, but when the imperial court decided to send troops, it had already sent a report to the states. It didn't take long for the local government to promote the idea of ​​the main station and spread it widely.

In such an environment of heated discussions among the people, a mission team from the north arrived at the capital wharf along the canal in an official ship.

This emissary composed of monsters and barbarians is composed of elites from the twelve tribes of the barbarians and masters from the six tribes of the monsters.

But the two leaders are young people, one of them is white-haired, and his handsome appearance is different among the barbarians. He always has a smile on his face and his eyes are always squinted.

Pei Manxilou, the eldest son of the leader of the Baishou tribe among the twelve tribes of the barbarians.

Bai Shoubu is known for his wisdom, and he is regarded as an outlier among the barbarians, and this Pei Manxilou is an outlier among the outliers.

He has studied the culture of the Central Plains deeply. When the barbarians plundered the border of Chuzhou, they robbed women and food. He is the only one who doesn't want food or beauties, but only grabs books.

The Four Books and Five Classics, biographies of literati, and even some interesting story books that are not nutritious, all comers are welcome, and books are addicted to life.

The other is Huang Xian'er, the princess of the fox tribe of the Yao clan. She is wearing a northern-style leather dress, the skirt only reaches the knees, revealing two slender and straight calves.

The clothes only cover the important parts, revealing the wheat-colored skin, round shoulders, and tight belly, revealing a wild beauty.

And her face is charming. Every frown and smile reveals a seductive charm, which is the opposite of the sexy and wild body, blending with a soul-stirring beauty.

The women of the fox tribe of the Yao clan are the most charming and charming.

The two stood on the deck, looking at the Dafeng officers and soldiers waiting at the pier, Huang Xian'er smiled coquettishly: "Bookworm, if we return empty-handed this time, we will be in trouble if we can't move to rescue the soldiers."

Facing the wind from the river in the West Tower, Pei Man said calmly, "Whether reinforcements can be invited depends only on how much we pay."

He looked at the capital, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile:

"There is Yunlu Academy in the capital, an academy founded by Confucian sage disciples. Two hundred years ago, when Confucianism was at its most glorious, the whole world surrendered. Not to mention our gods, even the Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions had to endure Confucianism's backsliding. The Central Plains moved back to the Western Regions.

"There is Guozijian in Beijing. Although it does not practice the Confucian system, scholars have more time and energy to develop knowledge, astronomy, geography, scholars, agriculture, business, etc., and so on. If we can move the library library of Guozijian back to the north, we will There is no need to go south in this life.

"There is Wei Yuan in the capital city, known as Dafeng, one of the few masters of war in the six hundred years since the founding of the country. In three months, more than 100,000 cavalrymen were killed and discarded their helmets and armor. Twenty years ago, the Shanhaiguan Battle, without him, the history of the entire Kyushu would have been rewritten.

"There is a supervisor in the capital, overlooking the Central Plains for five hundred years, his mind is like a secret, unpredictable.

"There is a poet in the capital, known as the number one poet in the past two hundred years, even Dafeng two hundred years ago, it is difficult to find a second one.

"The capital city, I've longed for it for a long time."

Pei Man Xilou let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "There are countless outstanding people in the capital. I am full of knowledge, and I finally have an opponent."

Bookworm Huang Xian'er curled her lips and said with a winking smile: "It's your business to fight with the Confucians. The girls of my fox department are only responsible for defeating Dafeng's men on the bed."

There are fifty beauties from the fox tribe in the mission, all of them are outstanding in appearance and graceful in figure, and among them are three charming women who are born to be hotpots.

Su Wen heard that Emperor Yuan Jing practiced Taoism and longed for longevity. Although he had not been close to women for many years, he thought he would not refuse the delivery of the cauldron.

At this time, Huang Xian'er's wonderful eyes turned, and she said in surprise: "Hey, what a handsome human boy."

A young man in a blue official robe stood on the pier. He had fair skin, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. He was an extremely rare handsome man.

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes, and said without emotion: "Qingpao Xichi, a junior official of the seventh rank."

As the official ship approached the shore and the demonic mission disembarked, the handsome young man came up to greet him, and said loudly: "My official promises a new year, and I have ordered to welcome all the envoys."

PS: The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the real word count is 4000. I thought I coded 40,000 words, this world is too unreal.