Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1373 Don't see each other again

When I saw Lei Zhanqian again, it was already at the awarding ceremony of the General Commander's Terrace.

Although Jiang Wang said that his merits and demerits balance out, but as the biggest hero in the battle of Xingyueyuan, he had to come to the reward ceremony to gather the number of people...

Although this reward has nothing to do with him.

After the Xingyueyuan battle ended, Lei Zhanqian disappeared without a trace and never appeared in front of people again.

You must know that in the past, he always had to focus all eyes.

To be honest, he joined the battle of Xingyueyuan almost at the last moment, just before Jiang Wang who joined the battle halfway, and he was not in a good mood.

In connection with Jiang Wuqi's matter, it is obvious that this "cousin" knew something in advance.

Seeing him again today, he is already described as haggard, without the half domineering spirit of before. When Xingyue was divided into battalions, he had to fight one against three with heroism, and the majesty of replacing heaven's punishment with thunder punishment on the battlefield was also lost.

The long loose hair is listless, and the eyes are dry and tight. Even when receiving awards, he was a little distracted and absent-minded.

Shi Mingzhen, who presided over this award, didn't bother with him, he just went through the motions and let him step down.

Jiang Wuqi, a prince with the appearance of a wise king, fell, and even pulled down Yan Tu, the commander of the Zhanyu Army.

Shi Mingzhen, who is also the commander-in-chief of the nine soldiers, is hard to say what mood he is in.

"Oh." Chong Xuansheng sighed: "Brother Wang, how can you bear to bully him again in the future?"

The expression is really kind. It seems that he was not the one who made Lei Zhanqian go to Beijing overnight with a letter and make a fortune from Lei Zhanqian.

Jiang took a white look at the fat man. It is really hateful that I am a promising young man, and it is said that I am like a local ruffian and bully. I, Jiang Wang, have never bullied anyone? Isn't that all forced to fight back?

"If you don't say a few words, you are helping others." He snorted coldly.

The two stared at each other, turned their eyes away, and almost at the same time, subconsciously set their eyes on Xie Baoshu.

In this war, Qi State greatly increased its prestige.

All the Chosen Ones who participated in the Battle of Xingyueyuan were rewarded to varying degrees according to their different performances in the battle. Given the background of these people's family backgrounds, their credit should be attributed to them, and nothing is missing. The problems attributed to them are all as small as possible.

After this battle, at least he can serve as a lieutenant at the rank of nine soldiers.

Of course, when it comes to official rank, they are all below Mr. Jiang's third-rank pumpkin warrior.

Jiang Qingyang is still the number one person in the country of Qi with a cultivation level that is not as high as God's presence, and he holds a third-rank official position.

Xie Baoshu stood on the stage to receive the award at this time, very high-spirited.

After Xingyueyuan had a vigorous battle, faced life and death, and gained honor, he had already figured it out.

If you can't beat Jiang Wang, you can't beat it.

How can a good man be trapped in petty grudges if his ambition is thousands of miles away!

Miss Wen, if you marry someone, just marry someone.

What troubles a man without a wife!

He walked down from the high platform, glanced around proudly, and nodded gracefully when he saw Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang.

That meaning is very clear - I, Xie Baoshu, my lord has a lot, I forgive you!

Chong Xuansheng in the audience frowned: "Is Xie Xiaobao provoking us?"

"It smells like that!" Jiang Wang said, "Look, he is still nodding condescendingly!"

The two looked at each other, and reached a tacit agreement on the next goal.

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Shi Mingzhen's time is very precious, so the whole reward ceremony was kept simple and fast.

In fact, if it weren't for the political significance of "defeating Jingguo", the scale of the Xingyueyuan war would not have allowed the God of Army to oversee the battle and the commander of the nine soldiers to preside over the post-war reward ceremony.

It can be seen from the fact that the location of the reward ceremony is Dianjiangtai rather than Taimiao, the symbolic significance of this battle is greater than the actual significance. The game behind the war is the key between Qi Jing.

Soon the reward ceremony was over. Li Longchuan, who performed brilliantly, got the rank of a nine-pawn general, and Chong Xuansheng, who hadn't had time to perform, was a nine-pawn lieutenant general. As for Yan Fu, who used Daoyuan stones to decorate the war, he took advantage of a vacancy in the household department.

Of course, the concept of "fat" is only relative to others. For Mr. Yan, there is no such thing as fat or thin.

If the battle of Xingyueyuan is fought, if the political significance is not taken into consideration, in the entire team of the Qi Kingdom, among the arrogances, only he, Yan Fu, will lose money! And the hole of compensation can't be filled at all. But this "hole" is only a relative term, if it is a hole on someone else, it will probably be a needle's eye if it is on him, so he just doesn't care.

Chong Xuansheng was not dissatisfied at all, he and Jiang Wang were already thinking about where to block Xie Xiaobao's way at this meeting - anyway, we all live in Yaoguangfang, so it is very convenient to meet each other.

At this moment, Lei Zhangan walked up to the two of them.

Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang looked at each other, both a little puzzled. Except for the few times when he was looking for a beating, Lei Zhanqian had never taken the initiative to talk to them.

However, Lei Zhanqian only looked at Jiang Wang, and said concisely: "Jiang Qingyang. Wuqi... I left my life, let me invite you to the Longevity Palace, saying that there is a gift for you."

Jiang Wang was very surprised, but still nodded and said: "Brother Lao Lei is leading the way."

Chong Xuansheng didn't say anything. Jiang Wuqi is dead, no matter how close he is to the Longevity Palace now, no one will suspect him. It's just a trip to the Longevity Palace, whether it's a remembrance or a memorial ceremony, there won't be any major problems.

"You have been to the Longevity Palace before, so you should know how to get there... That's it, I'll go back first."

Lei Zhanqian turned around after speaking.

Jiang Wang was even more surprised: "Brother Lei, aren't you going?"

Lei Zhanqian didn't look back, he just waved his hands sleepily: "I'm tired, go home and sleep."

Lei Zhanqian is not really stupid.

Jiang Wuqi had a gift for Jiang Wang, and there were many people in the Palace of Longevity, why did he ask Lei Zhangan to invite him by name?

It is clear that he wants to take this opportunity to resolve the conflict between him and Jiang Wang.

Jiang Qingyang is now at the peak of his power, and looking at the young talents of the entire Qi State, only one Chong Xuan Zun can compare with him.

To be honest, after Jiang Wuqi died, Lei Zhanqian couldn't touch him.

Lei's family is only a second-rate family, Chongxuan, Li, Yan, none of them can compare.

He, Lei Zhanqian, lost three times in a row against Jiang Wang, each losing worse than the last. One defeat in Seven Star Valley, two defeats in Invincible Martial Arts Arena, and three defeats in Master's Ritual, all of which made him almost lose confidence. Now that Jiang Wang has entered the outer building, and Yu Xingyueyuan defeated Chen Suan with his sword, the fight is already invincible under the presence of God. Without Jiang Wuqi's support, what would Lei Zhan do?

Jiang Wuqi asked him to invite Jiang Wang, hoping to win Jiang Wang's understanding for him. With the remnant face of a dead person, smooth the twists and turns for his cousin.

He was too able to understand Jiang Wuqi's intentions.

But this kind of "understanding" was too painful for him.

He has always thought highly of himself, defiantly. But why, as a cousin, he always asks his cousin Jiang Wuqi to help save the situation?

He has long been used to the voice that is always mixed with coughing, and it reminds him time and time again, from being a human being to fighting and practicing. Mingming is a little younger than him, but he has been old-fashioned since he was a child. Always tell him, this is not good, that is not good. Point out his problems, and always take care of his face as a cousin.

Obviously when he was very young, his grandfather told him that his cousin had no mother, so he had to take good care of him. But why, after so many years, he, Lei Zhangan, is always the one being taken care of?

Even though the young man wrapped in snow-white fox fur has gone forever, he is still in the eternal distance, casting concerned eyes, and defusing the war for his cousin.

Jiang Wang also saw this meaning.

Jiang Wang's attitude is also very good.

But how did he accept it?

Could it be that he, Lei Zhanqian, never helped Jiang Wuqi, but was always his burden instead?

He was sad because of Jiang Wuqi's sudden departure, painful because of his powerlessness, and exhausted physically and mentally because all this was irreversible.

He once vowed to remove all obstacles for his cousin, so he did not hesitate to attack everyone in the Seven Star Valley and take the risk of provoking Jiang Wuxie.

But has he really done anything?

he is tired.

Jiang Wang could probably see Lei Zhanqian's complicated emotions, but he didn't say anything, he just looked at Chong Xuansheng: "Would you like to accompany me to the Longevity Palace?"

"You didn't invite me." Chong Xuansheng curled his lips: "Don't want me to be your coachman and guard the gate for you outside the palace!"

Jiang Wang was very regretful: "Then I will leave first, brother Chongxuan."

"There's no need to say goodbye so formally, Fourteen and I are waiting for you at your home." Chong Xuansheng laughed again.

The carriage couldn't reach him, so Lord Jiang had no choice but to walk.

While walking, pondering Taoism at the same time, it can be regarded as a lot of fun, and it kills a bit of misery.

Now that he is in the outer building, he can try to learn the super-grade yellow-rank Taoism "Dragon Tiger" and "Firework Burning City" that he obtained earlier.

Although the Taoism of the Yellow Order generally takes the cultivation base of the gods as the threshold, whether it is the "dragon and tiger" inherited from Jiu Yang, or the "flame and flowers burning the city" inherited from Zuo Guanglie, Jiang Wang has some foundations.

And to burn the city with fireworks, he has the supernatural power of fire and the samadhi real fire. And "Dragon Tiger" is known as "a person with a spine can become a dragon, and can attract the eight winds to become a tiger", and his uncircumcised wind is one of the eight winds.

It's just that it belongs to the super-grade level after all. Although it has been pondered for a long time before the outer building realm, and the road from Xingyueyuan to Qi State has not been slack, it still has not been mastered.

Practice is a long process, and powerful Taoism cannot be obtained overnight, but Jiang Wang is not in a hurry. Just stand outside the doorway and explore slowly.

Dianjiangtai is located in the west of Linzi City, a long way from the Changsheng Palace.

After walking for a while, Jiang Wang had to put on his cloak to avoid the recurrence of being recognized by others. Now that he is in Linzi, through deeds time and time again, his fame has already reached its peak. Saying that he is the No. 1 pride of Qi country, few people would object. It is impossible to wander around easily any more.

Speaking of which, he was also very curious about what gift Jiang Wuqi left him.

He asked himself that he had no friendship with Jiang Wuqi.

The limited interaction between the two is either related to Jiang Wuyong or Lei Zhanqian, which is really not pleasant. The only time they get along in private is that time to verify the number one in the inner palace.

If you want to say sympathy, there is indeed. As far as personal friendship is concerned, it has not yet been established.

Of course Jiang Wuqi is Jiang Wuqi after all. Even if this gift is just a pretense to bridge the conflict between him and Lei Zhanqian, there should be something extraordinary about it.

Or rather, whatever it is. Because of the name "Jiang Wuqi", people naturally look forward to it.

Among the palaces of the entire Qihuang Palace, the four palaces of Changle, Huaying, Yangxin, and Changsheng are also quite special. Standing on the outer layer of the palace group, they all faintly form the center.

When Jiang Wang came to Longevity Palace, there were quite a few guards outside the gate of the palace. Even though they left, the tea did not cool down so quickly.

I heard that the emperor ordered to keep the Longevity Palace forever, so it should not change here...

It was that Eunuch Feng who greeted him outside the palace gate.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a while, and this old man with a pair of dark eyes looks even older. And the faint feeling of danger in him no longer exists.

The sadness between the brows is hard to hide, and the etiquette is still meticulous: "Master Jiang."

Jiang Wang returned the gift humbly, and then said: "Brother Lei told me that His Highness the Eleventh left me a gift."

Feng Gu glanced behind him a few times: "Did Mr. Lei send you here?"

Jiang Wang said indifferently: "He's a little tired, so he's going back to rest first."

Feng Gu probably also knew Lei Zhanqian's temper, he just sighed lightly and said, "Please come this way."

Walking behind Feng Gu, this is the second time I have come to the Longevity Palace.

It is still such a majestic palace, but no matter how hard Jiang Wang searches, he can no longer see the clear feeling when he first came.

It has nothing to do with lighting and layout.

The spirit of the palace had indeed left with the sick and weak prince.

On the long corridor, Feng Gu's footsteps were silent, but Jiang Wang's steps were clean and firm.

He came here calmly, to meet Jiang Wuqi's covenant of death.

It can be regarded as the end of the evenly divided battle that day, and bid farewell to the startling rainbow that pierced the sky.

Feng Gu walked in front, and suddenly said: "His Royal Highness has always been very optimistic about the Sir. It is often said that it is a great fortune for Da Qi to have a talent like you come from the east. It is just because you are close to the Third Highness, he does not want to make you It's difficult, so I didn't make more intimacy."

Jiang Wang didn't know what to say, so he said, "I also admire His Royal Highness the Eleventh."

Feng Gu stopped talking. Unlike last time, I can't wait to introduce Jiang Wang wherever I go, and I am proud inside and outside the words.

He is very old. Also like this palace, some sort of support has been taken away.

Regarding Jiang Wuqi, he obviously has countless topics to expand on...but what to say?

People are gone.

Still leading Jiang Wang to the front of the side hall last time, Feng Gu took a deep breath, stopped at the door, and made a sideways gesture to invite him in: "Your Highness said, any item in this hall, Sir As long as you like it, you can take it yourself. If you don’t see each other again, it will be a memory for the Sir.”

Jiang Wang remembered that this was Jiang Wuqi's study.

The place where the Lord of the Longevity Palace often stays is naturally indispensable for some precious objects.

The value of the word "take at will" is difficult to measure.

After that... we won't see each other again.

The news of Jiang Wuqi's death has always been in a trance for Jiang Wang, with a feeling of unspeakable unreality. Although I know that this kind of news cannot be faked, I always feel that there will be some changes.

Such a glorious character, how can he die when he dies?

It wasn't until he heard Eunuch Feng's words that he really realized——

Jiang Wuqi did leave.

Death does not give any tolerance because of his brilliance.

When Jiang Wang walked into the hall, the first thing he noticed was still the desk.

In the upper right corner of the desk, there is a pile of idle books.

Jiang Wuqi once introduced that it was some stories about people with lofty ideals and heroes of evil spirits. It was rare for him to be free, so he read it.

Thinking about it now, for a person like him who has the world in his heart, living in idleness is really the greatest pain. So it is necessary to find some sustenance in those so-called idle books.

If he hadn't been born in the emperor's family, he might have held a sword at his waist and acted chivalrously and righteously all over the world. Just like that day, I was eager to try, and I wanted to prove my courage as a husband with Jiang Wang.

He was also only seventeen years old.

In the upper left corner of the desk is a bowl of medicinal soup. It has been cold for a long time, but it can still smell bitter.

In the middle of the desk, there is a stack of snow-white rice paper.

In addition, the brush rested on the inkstone, and the ink had dried up.

"His Royal Highness left in a hurry, and I didn't clean up." Feng Gu explained behind him.

There are bookshelves on the entire two walls of this study room, and there are all kinds of books.

Feng Gu stood in front of the wall directly opposite the bookcase, and took the initiative to introduce: "Here are a hundred classics, basically there are some works of each school. Most of the remaining ones have been studied by His Highness and feel that they have some value for discussion. "

Jiang Wang only glanced briefly, and then felt a sense of hopelessness.

Feng Gu walked to another wall and introduced seriously: "Here are some Taoism and secret techniques, as well as His Highness's practice notes, some articles written by His Highness, and some poems, calligraphy and paintings."

The bookshelves on this wall are also extremely full, which shows Jiang Wuqi's accumulation.

Feng Gu raised his finger and pointed to the opposite side: "Here are some exquisite objects that His Highness likes, and some of them are powerful magic weapons... Whatever the lord is looking for, just pick one up."

On the shelf against this wall, there are various utensils stacked, most of which Jiang Wang has never seen before. The last time I came here, I just had a quick glance, but this time I took a closer look... I still can't see it.

In the whole study room, only the wall behind the desk is blank.

After the writing desk, on the big chair that Jiang Wuqi often sat on, there was a white, somewhat worn pillow, and Feng Gu didn't intend to introduce it.

Jiang Wang walked to the bookshelf where Jiang Wuqi's articles and notes were piled up, and asked aloud, "Can I read them?"

"You can do whatever you want," Feng Gu said.

Jiang Wang didn't look at those precious practice secrets, nor did he read the practice notes of this peerless genius. Jiang Wang just quietly read some articles written by Jiang Wuqi.

The Eleventh Prince's thoughts on the country, the world, and life are reflected in these articles.

Reading his articles is like making friends with other people.

After watching it for a long time, I read it one by one.

Feng Gu didn't urge him either, but just accompanied him silently.

After flipping through the articles for a while, Jiang Wang went to Jiang Wuqi's calligraphy and paintings.

The volume of characters placed on the top was obviously written not long ago, and it hadn't had time to be sealed and mounted in the future.

Jiang Wang unfolded it, only to see a majestic and majestic character——

"Heaven never abandons me, Da Qi, but Jiang Wu abandons me!"

The energy shown in this painting does not fit well with the Eleventh Prince's usual sickness.

But it is more in line with the image of the lord of the Longevity Palace who uses his body as bait to kill the spies of Qi Jingping and Pingguo.

"I want this painting." Jiang Wang said.

"Of course it is possible..." Feng Gu was a little surprised. There are countless treasures in this study, most of which are treasures of secret arts and famous articles from hundreds of schools of thought, but Jiang Wang didn't choose anything. That picture.

Although it was written by Jiang Wuqi, it does not have any hidden supernatural powers, and it is really no more precious than other objects.

He couldn't help reminding: "Don't you think about it anymore?"

Jiang Wang carefully rolled up the picture, put it in the storage box, and said seriously: "Your Highness told me to keep it in mind, this picture reminds me of him the most."

Feng Gu was a little moved, but quickly restrained his expression, and said: "Your Highness can take whatever you want, this is His Highness' last order."

"Thank you." Jiang Wang looked around, there were traces of Jiang Wuqi everywhere in the study, so vivid and clear, probably this is why Feng Gu was unwilling to clean up.

"I hope His Highness will get what he wants when he leaves," he finally said.

Feng Gu lowered his eyes.

The words were also accepted, and Jiang Wang was about to leave.

But at this time Feng Gu suddenly remembered something.

"That's right." He turned around and rummaged through the bookshelves, took a book, and walked over.

"After the Lord came to the Longevity Palace last time, His Royal Highness specially prepared this gift for you... But it didn't come in time."

Jiang Wang knew that he left Qi soon afterwards and was hunted down all the time...

"What book?" He took it curiously.

I saw that this is a very beautifully bound book, with five large characters on the cover——

"Biography of Thousands of Beauties of All Nations".

Only then did Jiang Wang vaguely remember that last time it seemed, seemed, vaguely, indeed, he had talked about this book with Jiang Wuqi.

There is also a seal in the lower left corner of the book, which reads: "Tiandu Collection".

Lord Jiang, who has read a lot recently, of course knows that "Tiandu" is a long-renowned sign in the book industry, and "Tiandu Collection" has always been synonymous with classics.

Can't help but mutter.

Why is there a typo in Tiandu Collection?

He can fully feel that Jiang Wuqi, as the lord of the Palace of Longevity, has found the heart of Tiandu's collection of "The Legend of Thousands of Beauties of Nations" just because of his casual chatter.

But he was really just talking casually, since he was a child, he never read any idle books at all.

But in this situation, how could he refuse the wishes of his deceased friend?

I could only continue, and said with emotion: "Your Highness is bothering you."

Feng Gugong saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, please go slowly, I am weak and weak, so I will not give you any more."

"You don't have to see them off, you are resting...please be sorry."

Jiang Wang saluted sincerely, and then left here alone.

Although the Longevity Palace is vast, after traveling a few times, he has already memorized the route by heart.

While walking, he casually opened the book Jiang Wuqi gave him, and wanted to see what the Eleventh Prince had painstakingly collected and was fascinated by.

Two pages later.

Snapped!

Close quickly.

He quickened his pace and blushed.

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