Irin's expression changed and he fell silent.
He pondered for a moment and saw the problem.
No wonder Xiu Niang deliberately hid this matter.
It was not that the money was not enough, nor was it that Xiu Niang was unwilling, but she did not dare.
For a half-baked cultivator like Xiu Niang who was not much stronger than an ordinary person, the implications were too great.
The monks of the Supreme Court had hidden the Eldest Princess of the Qing Dynasty during a national tour. There was clearly a problem.
What was even more problematic was that on the way south, there were people constantly looking for trouble. They were actually after the Eldest Princess after hiding their identities.
Irin recalled the interesting story of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty.
These things were not secrets. Everyone knew about them.
When the village's Elder Ox told stories, he would add the sentence, "The late Emperor died prematurely and his great cause was unfinished."
Hundreds of years ago, the Qing Dynasty had almost completed the unification of the Dongsheng Divine Continent.
They included Yunlai Country, Nanxun Country, Aolai Country, and other small countries in their territory — they were collectively known as the Qing Dynasty.
In the past few hundred years, the Qing Dynasty's Emperor had changed one after another.
Until the last Emperor, Emperor Xia Yuan.
Before Emperor Xia Yuan died, he left behind three sons and three daughters.
Among them, the youngest son was deeply favored by Emperor Xia Yuan. In the end, he eliminated all objections and made him the Crown Prince.
Emperor Xia Yuan's daughter, the flesh and blood left behind by the previous Empress, was also made the Eldest Princess.
A few years after the Crown Prince was made, Emperor Xia Yuan contracted a strange illness and passed away about 13 years ago.
At that time, the new Crown Prince, who was only five years old, was forced to ascend the throne.
The Eldest Princess was only three years old then.
Irin's thoughts returned to the present.
When he was in the village, Irin always felt strange whenever he heard this story.
Was it so easy for a five-year-old Crown Prince to ascend the throne?
Were the customs of the royal family so simple?
It seemed that there were many stories that were not known to the world.
Now, a problem appeared.
That Eldest Princess would actually hide in the monks' team and come all the way south from Qingdu.
This made Irin involuntarily think of a word.
"Escape."
Yes, the Eldest Princess escaped from Qingdu.
Why?
There was only one truth.
"So it's a cliché royal family struggle."
After Yi Lin understood the message, he suddenly felt that it was boring.
He wasn't interested in getting involved in these trivial matters. History had long since proven that there was no right or wrong in the struggles of the Imperial Family, there was no distinction between good and evil. Only the victors had the qualifications to write history.
When Yi Lin whispered those words, he was stunned.
The embroiderer, who was lying on the ground and pouting, reached out her hands and covered her ears.
I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen ~
But after a while, she remembered that this senior from the Heavenly Sword Sect had set up a soundproof spell. She secretly sighed in relief.
This was also the reason why Xiu Niang did not dare to say anything.
They were just a mere brothel. How could they dare to get involved in the struggle of the royal family?
Even if they had analyzed this kind of information through various means, they wouldn't dare to sell it!
If anyone knew about this, they would be beheaded!
"Get up."
When Irin came back to her senses, she realized that the embroiderer's posture was strange, so she told her to get up quickly and not dirty her eyes.
The embroidered lady stood up gracefully and stood in the corner, not daring to say anything.
Irin dug his fingers into his forehead.
He was thinking.
But no matter how much the Qing royal family fought, it should have nothing to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect.
According to the information and intelligence that Irin had gathered, the Heavenly Sword Sect was part of the upper three sects of the Xuan Sect. They were more focused on the internal strife of the Xuan Sect. A mere struggle between Emperors in the mortal world should not have anything to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect. However, this tugging and pulling gave Yi Lin the opportunity to come into contact with this group of experts.
"That bastard Jian Nanchun … Ah, no, my senior Jian Nanchun, when was the last time he appeared?"
Irin asked with a straight face.
Xiu Niang furrowed her brows but did not ask any further. She thought to herself that although these two junior brothers had a good relationship, they seemed to be at odds with each other. Thus, Xiu Niang did not care too much and answered honestly, "About three days ago, someone saw a white-clothed guest stop at a relay station near the Golden Temple. According to the description of the information, it is very likely that it was Senior Lin."
Irin thought for a moment and asked, "The white-clothed guest you speak of, is he pretending?"
"Pretending?" Xiu Niang did not understand the meaning of this word.
"It means that he 'appears to have some style'," Irin explained.
"Yes, I heard that he has some style."
"Then it must be him." Irin nodded, understanding in his heart.
"Senior Lin truly understands your senior brother." Xiu Niang was secretly impressed.
"Alright, thank you for your hard work." Irin casually removed the soundproof barrier and smiled. "This matter will definitely not implicate your Wanxiang Brothel."
As he spoke, Irin prepared to leave.
"Senior Lin, please wait." Xiu Niang grabbed Irin's clothes as he walked out. She hesitated for a moment and handed an ancient wooden token to Irin. The word "fragrance" was carved on it in ancient characters.
Without waiting for Irin to ask, Xiu Niang took the initiative to explain, "This is the Agarwood Token. With the Agarwood Token, you are equivalent to an esteemed guest of the Azure Phoenix Tree. No matter which Wanxiang Brothel Senior Lin goes to, he will be treated as an esteemed guest. "
Irin was speechless. "Visiting the brothel was not my original intention."
Xiu Niang covered her mouth and smiled. "What Xiu Niang means is that with the Agarwood Token, Senior Lin will be able to bypass the middleman and go straight to Wanxiang Brothel to buy the booklets."
Irin narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he put away the token and seemingly asked casually, "You want to leave this place?"
Xiu Niang had already expected that she would not be able to hide her intentions from Irin. Her expression did not change as she answered honestly, "Xiu Niang does not wish to waste my time here. If there is a chance, I hope that Senior Lin can mention a thing or two in front of the 'Head Phoenix' of Wanxiang Brothel in Qingdu. If Senior Lin is unwilling, Xiu Niang will have no complaints. "
This was a deal.
Irin accepted this insignificant gift with a clear conscience.
Before leaving, Xiu Niang deliberately loosened Irin's belt and messed up his clothes to fool others, pretending that she had just finished doing something.
As soon as Yi Lin left, the embroidered lady's face was flushed red, and it was as dazzling as a wet and moist flower. Her clothes were disheveled, and she was panting heavily. A group of Wu Feng and Xiu Niang were familiar with each other. They surrounded her and teased her about how she had caused the ground to shake.
Xiu Niang panted and praised Sir Lin's martial arts and strength, causing the group of girls to laugh and clamp their legs together. Their hearts were overflowing with excitement.
Someone asked how many times she had come.
Xiu Niang mysteriously raised nine fingers.
"Nine, nine times!"
When they looked again, Xiu Niang's legs were weak!
No wonder the tremors were so strong just now!
Immediately, the girls around Xiu Niang gasped and did not dare to think too much.
Irin left, leaving behind an unbreakable legend in the brothel.
Xiu Niang was famous for not selling her skills or her body. Who would have thought that after Sir Lin's arrival, he would break the rules together with Xiu Niang?
…
"Has it already been three days?"
Irin lowered her head and tidied up her clothes that Xiu Niang had deliberately messed up as she stepped out of Wanxiang Brothel.
Passersby looked at Irin strangely, but no one looked at her. After all, most people who walked out of Wanxiang Brothel were in such a state with messy clothes.
Irin immediately recognized Wang Xiaohu, who was hiding at the entrance of the alley and peeping with half of his body.
Irin walked directly in front of Wang Xiaohu. Wang Xiaohu wanted to cover his face and pretend not to know him. He coughed twice and was about to say, "Brother, what can I do for you?" to hide his identity. However, Irin pulled off Wang Xiaohu's mask and said, "It's time to go."
Wang Xiaohu looked at the calm Brother Lin in a daze. How did he get recognized?
He was a little annoyed.
He felt embarrassed that he had failed to follow Lin Fan for the first time.
After paying the bill at the inn, the two of them packed their bags and left Sheng Ping County.
Irin had squandered money in Sheng Ping County for a few days and had spent most of their money. They only had some small items and clothes left in their bags. They were light and not heavy.
After walking out of Sheng Ping County's gate, Wang Xiaohu suddenly remembered that their horses were still in the inn and they seemed to have gone in the wrong direction. He reminded Lin Fan, "Brother Lin, our horses have been left behind!"
"Horse?" Irin smiled faintly, "How long would it take to ride a horse? It's too slow. Moreover, the road from Sheng Ping County to the Golden Temple is rugged. We have to cross several mountains and take a detour. It's not fast to ride a horse. "
"Then …"
Wang Xiaohu was about to ask.
Irin lifted Wang Xiaohu's collar with one hand and said, "Close your eyes."
When Wang Xiaohu heard this, he didn't ask anything. He was used to being obedient. He closed his eyes and let Irin do whatever he wanted.
Whoosh ~
Wang Xiaohu felt his legs leave the ground and floated a few steps forward.
Then, he faintly smelled the fragrance of flowers.
"Okay."
Irin's voice sounded in his ear.
When Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thump in fright.
In front of him, there was a golden maple forest that stretched as far as the eye could see.
In the distance, there was a mountain that was also full of maple trees. Under the sun, they were golden and dazzling.
At the top of the mountain, there was a Buddhist building. The faint sound of monks chanting scriptures came from that direction, making the entire Buddhist building exude a solemn atmosphere.
"It's the Golden Temple!"
Wang Xiaohu was stunned.
How did they arrive in the blink of an eye?
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