Looking at the sky, it was almost noon.
Zhou Qingfeng thought hard about Abahai's words and actions, trying to decipher her thoughts. In the end, he came to the conclusion that it was impossible for this woman to have an affair with a man. She was of high status and extraordinary status, so she would not easily joke around with her future.
Abahai had nothing better to do and wanted to find some stimulation. She probably felt that the adult version of Zhou Qingfeng was different. It was like going to the zoo to play with monkeys and seeing a special one, she would take a banana and feed it a bite.
This time, it was Zhou Qingfeng's turn to be distressed.
Women who lacked rationality were the most unreasonable. When Abahai was in a good mood, she could help Zhou Qingfeng settle everything, but when she was unhappy, she could also behead a servant. Such women were born high and mighty. They did things without logic and did as they pleased. Once she treated him as a plaything, it would be a huge problem.
But the reality was … Abahai was Jianzhou's Grand Concubine and Zhou Qingfeng's only backer. Nothing could happen to this backer.
"I have to think of a way to dispel Abahai's curiosity." Zhou Qingfeng racked his brains and felt that the person who tied the bell should be the one to untie it. He needed the adult version of Zhou Qingfeng to take action. "Abahai said to meet me at the Pill Workshop tomorrow afternoon, but there are a bunch of slave craftsmen working there. They won't stop until nightfall. That woman couldn't possibly mean that they would meet at night, right? She's really bold! "
Once night fell, the three inner and outer walls of Hetuala were sealed off from each other. Zhou Qingfeng was currently living in the outer city and could not enter the inner city at all. If he wanted to see Abahai, he had to wait at the Pill Workshop in the inner city to transform before nightfall.
"That means I have to find a way to prepare before nightfall tomorrow. But how do I get rid of Yang Jian? How do I charge the Transformation Wand? The box of Eastern Pearls that Abahai gave me has all been drained of spiritual power. " Zhou Qingfeng's mind was spinning quickly. He had to grasp a key point first. He must first master a certain amount of spiritual power, otherwise the adult version of Zhou Qingfeng would not appear.
"Grand Concubine, Grand Concubine Abahai." Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly started running towards Abahai. But when he mentioned the lack of spiritual power, Abahai only said that he would send someone to retrieve the East Pearl. As for when it would be fully charged, only the heavens knew.
Abahai even suggested to Zhou Qingfeng, "Ask your Shixiong for help."
Look for Yang Jian?
Zhou Qingfeng turned around and saw that Yang Jian was staring at him. Sparks flew when the two brothers looked at each other. They both loathed each other. Even if Zhou Qingfeng disregarded his pride and begged Yang Jian humbly, it would be good enough if Yang Jian did not add insult to injury. It would be strange if he agreed.
"No, I have to find someone else." The people he knew in Hetuala kept flashing through Zhou Qingfeng's mind. The capital of Jianzhou was full of experts, but there was no one who could help him now. The only one he could use was … the annoying ghost cultivator who came to Hetuala. What was his name again? Jia Gang.
Although he did not have much contact with that wandering ghost cultivator, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was someone he could make a deal with. Jia Gang might be at the ferry outside the city, so he had to hurry to find him.
Zhou Qingfeng wanted to leave the city, but Yang Jian followed him. When the two of them were about to leave Hetuala's outer city gate, Yang Jian stopped Zhou Qingfeng and said, "Brat, where are you going? Master said you are not allowed to leave Hetuala. "
"I'm going to the ferry to find someone."
"I don't care who you are looking for, but you are not allowed to leave the city."
"You can follow me if you're afraid I'll run away. I'm going to the Toxo Ferry on the other side of the river anyway. I have something to do for Grand Concubine. Can you take responsibility if you miss it? "
"Don't talk nonsense. Your job is in the city, so you can let me do it. I won't talk nonsense with you. You are not allowed to leave the city. "
Heh … Zhou Qingfeng knew that Yang Jian was deliberately making things difficult for him. Zhou Qingfeng was taller than him and had mastered spells. If he couldn't use his connections to intimidate others, Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't do anything. Yang Jian was afraid that he had fallen for Zhou Qingfeng's trick in the pill shop, so he kept asking him what trick he had used. Zhou Qingfeng didn't say anything and was dragged home by Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was really anxious. He knew how powerful Zhou Qingfeng was, and what Abahai said just now made him feel that something was wrong. This time, he made up his mind to teach Zhou Qingfeng a lesson even if he was scolded by Abahai. The two of them pushed and shoved each other back to Gu Yuanwei's residence. Yang Jian was so stunned that he kept Zhou Qingfeng at home for the entire day.
The next day, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to sneak out early in the morning, but Yang Jian intercepted him at the door early in the morning. The two of them had a big fight in the yard. Suddenly, they heard the sound of horses and people outside the house. There was a guest.
The two of them were stunned in the yard. They saw a Jurchen aristocrat in her twenties appear with a lot of people. Yang Jian went forward to greet them, and the person laughed when he saw him. Yang Jian originally thought that this person was looking for Zhou Qingfeng, but the person grabbed Yang Jian's arm and asked, "You are Yang Jian, Gu Yuanwei's eldest disciple, right?"
This question was too strange. Yang Jian's presence in Hetuala was very low. He was far less famous than Gu Yuanwei and Zhou Qingfeng, so no one usually paid attention to him. He was thinking about how to teach Zhou Qingfeng a lesson when he was suddenly pulled by a stranger. He could only say, "I am Yang Jian. May I know who you are? "
The Jurchen aristocrat laughed loudly, and a Jurchen woman came up to him. She was also quite young. She looked at Yang Jian with interest, a smile on her face, and kept commenting in Manchu. From her expression, it seemed like she was choosing a product.
Yang Jian was very sensitive to people's status. He saw that the two people in front of him had loud voices, were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and even wore jewelry, so he knew that they must be people of high status in Jianzhou. He couldn't help but speak more respectfully, not daring to act rashly.
The Jurchen aristocrat asked a few questions about Yang Jian's age, place of origin, cultivation, daily life, and so on. He even directly asked Yang Jian to show him his skills. "Yang Jian, what skills do you have? Show me."
Zhou Qingfeng looked on curiously. He wanted to slip away, but he also wanted to watch the show. Thus, he slowly moved to the corner of the yard, and when he was far away, he stood on tiptoe and watched. He saw that Yang Jian really showed off his metal-elemental spells, and released the golden sword and golden shield that he was most proficient in. The Jurchen aristocrat was actually itching to show off, so he asked his servant to give him a weapon and actually fought with Yang Jian in this house.
After a dozen rounds, Yang Jian had consumed more than half of his spiritual energy. After a few humble words, he said that his strength was limited and that he wasn't as good as the aristocrat. He still didn't know the origin of this Jurchen aristocrat, so he just treated him according to the normal etiquette of receiving guests. Everything was still normal.
On the other hand, the Jurchen aristocrat was quite satisfied with Yang Jian's spells, and the Jurchen woman who came with him paid more attention to Yang Jian's appearance. Although he didn't understand what she said, Zhou Qingfeng still felt that she was praising Yang Jian's good looks. In Chinese, it would definitely be a gentle and elegant, and something like that.
Yang Jian felt that something was wrong more and more. What was the origin of these two Jurchen Zhenren?
The Jurchen aristocrat finally revealed the mystery. She took Yang Jian's hand and said loudly, "I am Abate, the seventh son of Jianzhou's Kundulun Khan. The Khan called me yesterday and said that you are willing to live in Hetuala for a long time, and asked the Grand Concubine to marry a woman of equal status for you. The Khan was very happy when he heard about this. He also knew that my eldest daughter is already 11 years old and can get married, so he wanted to marry you.
When my fujin and I heard about this, we were not happy at first. So this morning, we first came to see your character and ability. Now it seems that you are quite to my liking. You are capable and good-looking. You can escort your master thousands of miles to Hetuala, so your character is not bad. I just praised you for your good looks, so you won't treat my daughter unfairly. Not bad, not bad! "
What …?
Abate was laughing, but Yang Jian's mind seemed to explode with thunder. He was dumbfounded and speechless. He felt a little dizzy and fell to the ground. Only then did he know what he was worried about. This was what Zhou Qingfeng had done behind his back. Inexplicably, he arranged a marriage for me? Or a marriage for the son of the Khan of Jianzhou?
Hetuala was not very big, and almost all the dignitaries in Jianzhou lived together. Zhou Qingfeng asked Abate for help, and Abate enthusiastically went to talk to Nurhachi. Nurhachi also thought that it was a good marriage. Yang Jian was a good person, so he called his seventh son, Abate. Abate immediately ran to see what his future husband looked like.
At first glance, he was very satisfied!
Only Yang Jian was not satisfied.
"Child, come, come, come, look at your husband. From now on, he will be your man." Abate waved to the back and called out a little girl.
This girl's appearance was too ugly. She could be compared to the concubines of the later Emperor Guangxu. She had big eyes, dark skin, and protruding teeth. When she smiled, she looked like a monkey in the deep forest. She was not old, but she was a little hunched and had bowed legs.
Yang Jian was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was young and vigorous, and he had all kinds of beautiful fantasies about the opposite sex. He felt that even if he could not marry a graceful, dignified, and beautiful lady, he would at least marry a beautiful, gentle, and beautiful girl from a humble family. But what was wrong with this ugly barbarian girl in front of him?
Is this my wife? God, don't make this kind of joke so early in the morning, I don't agree!
All the fantasies were shattered.
What hope is there in life?
What's the point of living?
I might as well die.
Not awake, I must not be awake.
Looking at Abate patting him on the shoulder, Yang Jian's head was buzzing, and his mind was blank. His legs softened, and he actually knelt down. Abate laughed even more. "Oh, oh, you're so happy, aren't you? You don't have to be like this. My daughter just came to see. She is not married yet. You don't have to kneel in front of me. But I am even more happy that you are so polite, hahaha …! "
Yang Jian opened his mouth wide, but he felt a sense of suffocation. He widened his eyes, hoping that he was seeing things. He did not resist marriage. But at least let me marry a beautiful woman. Even if she is not as beautiful as Abahai, she should at least be half of her standard. Now this ugly one made people feel despair. If he really married her, what was the difference between his life and that of a ghost?
Seeing Abate's daughter, even Zhou Qingfeng expressed deep sympathy for Yang Jian. Yang Jian turned his head and shouted fiercely, "Zhou Qingfeng." The anger from the bottom of his heart had burned into a raging fire. Abate added fuel to the fire, "Yes, yes, Grand Concubine said that you are shy and asked your junior brother to propose for you. In fact, as long as you say it, will we be unwilling? "
It's not that you don't want to, it's that I don't want to!
As soon as Yang Jian looked up, his eyes were already full of sad tears, and big drops of tears came out of his eyes. He grabbed the corner of Abate's clothes and shouted in a trembling voice, "Lord Baylor, I …"
Yang Jian really wanted to say 'I don't want to marry your daughter', but now that the Khan had already agreed and Lord Baylei had personally come to propose marriage, even if this was a misunderstanding, he didn't dare to refuse. If Gu Yuanwei was here, he could still ask his master to plead for mercy, but now it was a big disaster. He could not bear it at all!
Abate looked at Yang Jian's pitiful appearance with tears in his eyes. He thought that this kid was moved and couldn't help it. He hurriedly helped Yang Jian up and comforted him, "Your highness, don't worry. I know your master is not here. I will arrange your marriage for you. You just stay at home, I will take care of everything.
Come, come, today is a happy day, let us father and son-in-law have a few drinks together. The magic you used just now was really good. I think you have a very promising future. Don't kneel anymore, don't kneel anymore, I know you must be happy. I am also happy. Hahaha … let's not stop until we are drunk. "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
