Chapter 822

In order to conceal his identity, Xu Qi 'an didn't ride a young mare. After all, a beautiful horse like a young mare would be easily recognized.

In the pouring rain, he rode the Xu Estate's carriage, the wheels rolling as it headed for the Imperial City.

The carriage was stopped outside the Imperial City. The soldiers guarding the city saw the word "Xu" written on the carriage and didn't dare to be careless, stepping forward to investigate.

Looking at the entire capital, there was only one Xu family that could enter the Imperial City. And in this Xu family, a certain person had killed a duke, offended the imperial family, the imperial clan, and the noble group.

He absolutely couldn't be allowed to enter the Imperial City.

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

After the soldiers inspected it, they still didn't let him pass and notified the Featherwood Guard official.

The Featherwood Guard official rushed over in the heavy rain, taking the official plate and looking at it carefully. Then he looked at the handsome young man sitting upright in the carriage, scrutinizing his face for a moment.

He said, "Your excellency Xu is on leave today?"

Xu Qi 'an didn't wear Erlang's official robes, traveling in casual clothes.

Xu Xinnian was a scholar of the Hanlin Academy. The Hanlin Academy yamen was inside the Imperial City, and he had the qualifications to enter and exit the Imperial City. But because it was a rest day, the Featherwood Guard official asked this time.

The Imperial City guards are very vigilant against our family. I dare say that if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to enter the Imperial Palace even with Huaiqing or Lin An leading me. This is the aftereffect of swearing on the streets at the Meridian Gate and the kidnapping of two dukes … He pinched Xu Erlang's voice and said calmly,

"This official is going to pay a visit to the Grand Secretary."

Pay a visit to the Grand Secretary … The Featherwood Guard official examined him a few more times and finally nodded. "Let Your excellency Xu in."

The carriage passed through the city gate and entered the Imperial City, heading in the direction of Wang Shoufu's mansion.

The Featherwood Guard on the city wall watched the carriage go into the distance. The direction was correct.

After traveling for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi 'an said, "Turn left."

The driver changed direction and the carriage left the original route. Under Xu Qi 'an's command, the driver, who had never been to the Imperial City before, successfully sent Xu Dalang to the Spirit Treasure Temple.

Xu Qi 'an got off the carriage with an umbrella. After being informed by the young Daoist guarding the gate, he entered the temple unsurprisingly.

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

If that old fellow, Yuan Jing Di, happened to come over to cultivate and saw the carriage, the situation would not be good.

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Huaiqing was also a cold and arrogant beauty, but Huaiqing's temperament leaned towards nobility and arrogance. Luo Yuheng's coldness, coupled with her clothes and the bright red cinnabar between her eyebrows, gave her a sacred and immortal air.

At this moment, seeing the Emperor's beautiful face, Xu Qi 'an's attitude changed. He thought, "She's a woman I can't bear to profane in bed."

His next thought was, "Fortunately, the Emperor doesn't know Buddhism's Mind Connection. Otherwise, I would have died on the spot."

Luo Yuheng was sitting at the table. There were two cups of hot tea on the table.

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

It was slightly bitter in the mouth, but after three seconds, it immediately became sweet. After swallowing, the aftertaste lingered in his mouth and teeth, lingering for a long time.

"What a pity."

Luo Yuheng shook her head and sighed.

"What's a pity?"

Xu Qi 'an asked subconsciously.

"This tea was planted by a friend of mine. It only produces one catty a year. I only get three to four taels of it. Unfortunately, she has been missing for a long time and her whereabouts are unknown, "Luo Yuheng said.

'Aunt, why do I feel that there's a hidden meaning in your words?

Hmm, this tea was planted by the princess … I found another advantage of the princess. In the future, I'll lock her in a small dark room and she won't be given food until she grows tea … '

Xu Qi 'an's expression did not change as he sighed. "That's indeed a pity."

Luo Yuheng glanced at him lightly. Her voice was gentle but emotionless. "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask about the previous Renzong Taoist chief and the former emperor," Xu Qi 'an said.

"About my father and the former emperor?"

Luo Yuheng asked in surprise.

"I've checked the former emperor's daily records. Although the former emperor didn't cultivate, he was interested in the way of immortality. I want to know, has he cultivated? "Xu Qi 'an asked bluntly.

Luo Yuheng thought for a while and said, "My father died from the Heavenly Tribulation."

'What does this have to do with my question …'

"He didn't have to die. It's just that the Supervisor didn't allow Renzong to move into the Imperial City. That's why my father was engulfed in Karmic Fire and died from the Heavenly Tribulation," Luo Yuheng said.

"Therefore, the former emperor didn't cultivate."

'The former emperor didn't cultivate …' Xu Qi 'an frowned.

"How's the result of your investigation into Yuanjing?" Luo Yuheng stared at him.

Xu Qi 'an hesitated for a few seconds. He gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "National Preceptor, do you know that those who have fate can't live forever?"

Luo Yuheng looked at him. At that moment, Xu Qi 'an felt that the National Preceptor was really looking at him.

"The correct way to put it is that those who have fate can't live forever," she corrected him.

Luo Yuheng really knew about this. She was not surprised that the Yuanjing Emperor wanted to cultivate. Xu Qi 'an expressed his doubt.

"There are always people who have unrealistic fantasies. There are countless cultivators in the world. Most of them have fantasized about becoming a first-grade master or even surpassing it."

Luo Yuheng said, "Maybe Yuanjing thought he saw hope. Or maybe there's something he's hiding. To me, no matter what he's planning, it has nothing to do with me. I cultivate my Dao, and he cultivates his longevity. "

She knew that the Yuanjing Emperor might have secrets, but she didn't delve into it. She used Daibun's fate to cultivate and was in a cooperative relationship with the Yuanjing Emperor. Delving into the secrets of a cooperative partner would only put the relationship in a deadlock or even turn against each other … Xu Qi 'an digested the meaning of the National Preceptor's words.

After thinking for a while, Xu Qi 'an didn't dwell on this topic anymore. He changed the topic and said, "I used the Talisman Sword in Jianzhou. How can I contact the National Preceptor in the future?"

What he meant was, give me another Talisman Sword.

The Talisman Sword contained the power of Luo Yuheng's sword. It was very difficult to make. It couldn't be given as a gift.

Because of this, Xu Qi 'an asked her for it. It was a test.

Luo Yuheng frowned and said, "It's very difficult to make a Talisman Sword. It can't be made in a day …"

She paused and said in a calm tone, "I happen to have one more. It's useless to keep it."

With a wave of her sleeve, a Talisman Sword lay quietly on the table.

She really gave it to him … Xu Qi 'an looked at the Talisman Sword with complicated feelings.

…

The Imperial Garden.

In the attic, on the observation deck.

The Yuanjing Emperor stood with his hands behind his back and looked down at the Imperial Garden in the storm. He said with a smile, "Although the flowers in my palace compete with each other and are beautiful, they are too delicate to withstand the ravages of wind and rain."

In the curtain of rain, clusters of bright-colored flowers bent and their petals floated along with the rain.

Behind him, Wei Yuan held a cup of tea and took a sip. He said calmly, "Flowers are meant to please their owners. The softer they are, the more their owners like them. Your Majesty likes their softness, but you ridicule them for being unable to withstand the ravages of wind and rain. It really doesn't make sense. "

With his back facing Wei Yuan, the Yuanjing Emperor's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He said with a smile, "For me, I only need to protect the most beautiful flower. Wei, what do you think? "

Wei Yuan pulled up the corner of his mouth with a fake smile.

The Yuanjing Emperor continued to look at the rain. He sighed.

"After the turmoil in Chu Zhou, Duke Huai died in battle, Ji Li Zhigu died, Zhu Jiu was also severely injured, and the Northern Region is weak. The Witchcraft Cult is coming with great momentum this time. If the Northern Demon and Barbarian Territory falls, the Witchcraft Cult will surround all the borders of Daibun from north to east.

"Wei, you are a master of the art of war. What do you think?"

Wei Yuan answered without hesitation, "The imperial court will naturally send troops to support the Northeast, but the benefits that they deserve must not be lacking. The Northern Barbarians have been causing trouble at the border for years. This time, it is Daibun's turn to cut their flesh and suck their blood."

The Yuanjing Emperor smiled. "I have seen the military books that the Hanlin Academy wants to revise. No matter how much they revise, there is nothing new. When the Barbarian Ambassadors enter the capital, I am afraid they will laugh at Daibun. Wei, you are a rare military talent. Why don't you go to the Hanlin Academy to teach you? "

Military books were a part of the "national strength" to the Barbarian Ambassadors. The more military books there were, the more military experts there were in Daibun. Its importance was second only to the artillery drill.

The military strategy that Daibun used today was left by the scholars of the Yunlu Academy. The other was the Six Commentaries on the Art of War written by the contemporary great scholar of military strategy, Zhang Shen.

On the contrary, Wei Yuan, who was recognized as a peerless military talent, did not write a single word.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

The Yuanjing Emperor was not angry at all.

"The Imperial College originally wanted to hold a conference at Lake Luhu today, but the heavy rain hindered it. I intend to wait for the ambassadors to enter the capital before letting the Imperial College hold the conference. At that time, you can go and have a seat. "

Wei Yuan nodded.

…

In the next two days, the news of the war in the north and the Barbarians began to spread in the capital under the promotion of the imperial court. First, it spread among the scholar-officials, then to the merchants and the common people.

For a time, the officials, scholars, academies, teahouses, restaurants, brothels, and musical houses were in heated discussion.

The common people hated the ambassadors of the demons and barbarians and were opposed to Daibun's intention to send troops to help the demons and barbarians.

The common people were straightforward and did not care about the big picture. They only knew that the demons and barbarians in the north were the mortal enemies of Daibun. Since the founding of the country six hundred years ago, there had been many wars.

Not to mention the long ago, the demons and barbarians in the north had been harassing the border, burning, killing, and looting for a few months before and after the massacre in Chuzhou.

The nobles, on the other hand, were more rational and objective. The pro-war mentality and the wait-and-see mentality collided fiercely, unlike the common people, who were almost one-sided against the idea.

In fact, not only the capital, when the imperial court decided to send troops, it had already sent the announcement to all the provinces. It would not take long for the local officials to promote the pro-war mentality and publicize it.

In such an environment of heated discussion, a delegation from the north boarded an official ship and arrived at the capital port along the canal.

This diplomatic mission was made up of the elites of the twelve barbarian tribes, as well as the experts of the six tribes of the demon race.

The two leading the group were young men. One of them had white hair, and his handsome appearance was considered unusual among the barbarians. There was always a smile on his face, and his eyes were always squinted.

Pei Man Xilou was the eldest son of the leader of the White Head Tribe.

The White Head Tribe was known for their wisdom and was considered a special breed among the barbarians. Pei Man Xilou was the special breed among the special breeds.

He had a deep understanding of the culture of the Central Plains. When the barbarians raided the border of Chuzhou, they only took women and food. He was the only one who did not want food or women. He only wanted books.

The Four Books and Five Classics, biographies of scholars, and even some boring novels. He loved books as much as his life.

The other one was the princess of the Fox Tribe, Huang Xian 'er. She was wearing a northern style leather dress that only reached her knees, revealing two slender and straight calves.

The dress only covered the important parts, revealing her wheat-colored skin, round shoulders, and taut stomach. She had a wild beauty.

Her face was charming. Every frown and every smile of hers exuded a seductive charm, which was the exact opposite of her sexy and wild body. It was a mixture of beauty that could move one's soul.

The women of the Fox Clan of the Demon Clan were the most charming.

The two stood on the deck and looked at the soldiers of the Daibun waiting at the dock. Huang Xian 'er smiled and said, "Nerd, if we return empty-handed and can't get help, we will be in trouble."

Pei Man Xilou faced the wind and said calmly, "Whether we can get help or not depends on how much we pay."

He looked at the capital and squinted his eyes.

"There is the Yunlu Academy in the capital, which was founded by the eldest disciple of the Confucian Sage. Two hundred years ago, when the Confucian school was at its peak, even the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Region had to endure the Confucian school's betrayal and move its heritage from the Central Plains back to the Western Region.

"There is the Imperial College in the capital. Although it doesn't follow the Confucian system, it is precisely because of this that scholars have more time and energy to develop knowledge, such as astronomy, geography, scholars, agriculture, industry, and so on. If we can move the Imperial College's library back to the North, I won't have to go south for the rest of my life.

"There is Wei Yuan in the capital. He is known as one of the few military masters in the six hundred years since the founding of Daibun. In the sixth year of Yuanjing, General Dugu, who guarded the north, passed away. More than a hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Protoss went south to plunder. It only took him three months to kill more than a hundred thousand cavalrymen. Twenty years ago, in the Battle of Shanhai Pass, if not for him, the history of the entire Nine Prefectures would have been rewritten.

"There is the Supervisor in the capital, overlooking the Central Plains for five hundred years. His mind is as mysterious as the heavenly secret.

"There is the Poetry Champion in the capital, known as the best poet in the world of poetry for two hundred years. Even in Daibun two hundred years ago, it would be difficult to find another like him.

"The capital, I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Pei Manxilou let out a breath and laughed, "There are countless talents in the capital. I am full of knowledge, and finally I have a worthy opponent."

Bookworm … Huang Xianer curled her lips and smiled, "It's your business to argue with the scholars. The women of the Fox Tribe are only responsible for winning against the men of Daibun in bed."

There were fifty beauties of the Fox Tribe in the delegation. Each of them was beautiful and had a graceful figure. Among them, there were three women who were born to be human cauldrons.

It was said that the Yuanjing Emperor was a cultivator and longed for immortality. Although he had not been close to women for many years, he would not refuse a human cauldron that was sent to him.

At this moment, Huang Xianer's beautiful eyes turned and she said in surprise, "Hey, what a handsome human boy."

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

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes and said without emotion, "Xi Ji in a green robe, a seventh-rank official."

As the official ship docked, the Demon and Barbarian delegation disembarked. The handsome young man came up and said in a clear voice, "I am Xu Xinnian. I am here to welcome the messengers."