Chapter 413 The tiger sits on the dragon's plate
The eunuch's face was so gloomy that if the other party's background hadn't been ignored, he might have wanted to end it himself.
Zhao Qian's expression changed slightly, and then he laughed loudly: "But I was blind and misjudged Su Shaoxia's strength. The sea water is immeasurable."
His attitude was sincere and his words were humble, and he did not get angry when Meng Qi laughed at him in person.
He really has a bit of a Buddhist mentality... Meng Qi was slightly startled, put away his jealous mood, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, fate brings us together and fate separates us. Since we have already competed, please forgive me for saying goodbye. "
Zhao Qian nodded with a smile, without the frustration of failure: "Please do it."
Meng Qi did not hesitate, and he and Jiang Zhiwei passed the pavilion hand in hand and continued to climb up. Zhao Qian was indeed a trustworthy person and did not send anyone to stop him.
After walking for a while, Meng Qi looked back and saw Zhao Qian still standing with his hands behind his hands in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, looking at where the clouds were rising. He didn't know why he was so fascinated.
"Why did Prince Liang tell the truth about his ambition? Aren't you afraid of causing endless trouble?" Meng Qi frowned slightly and subconsciously asked.
Whether you believe in Buddhism or uphold Taoism, as long as you don't go out of line, it is not a big deal for the prince. If you contact various Buddhist sects and want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth to wipe out injustice and save the world, then it is equivalent to annihilating yourself. If other sects and most aristocratic families are exposed, they will have many enemies and few friends, and it will be almost impossible to inherit the great treasure.
Even if you have this ambition, you should be low-key and cautious, not reveal the true purpose, pull one faction to fight another, wait until the situation is established, and then swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
What Zhao Qian said just now was supposed to be a secret among secrets, but he said it calmly, as if he didn't care if the two of him were leaked.
Jiang Zhiwei pondered: "Perhaps this secret has been exposed a long time ago and everyone in the world knows it. Otherwise, why would he come to Yingcheng..."
"Maybe he's confident..." Meng Qi said casually.
The two did not get entangled on this issue. Anyway, with their own strength, it was best not to get involved in the internal struggle within the royal family, and to stay as far away as possible.
They continued to climb higher and reached Woxin Temple, but Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not stop and kept going up. They planned to reach the top of the mountain, look over Ying City, and then go down the mountain to have a chat at Woxin Temple.
Yanyu Mountain is not very high. Compared with Huanzhou, which is full of mountains and ridges, it can only be regarded as a higher hill. However, the scenery is beautiful. Even in winter, the mountains are not lonely. Green is dotted with withered yellow, and shallow streams flow slowly. , when we reached the top of the peak and looked down, the city of Ying unfolded like a scroll, three vertically and four horizontally, with dense waterways, sail shadows, stone bridges like lines, mountains spreading into dragons, and the lake across the lake as deep as a pupil.
For some reason, when Meng Qi saw this layout, four words suddenly popped up in his mind: "Tiger perched on dragon's plate."
Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have the same feeling, and breathed out softly: "Is this where the emperor used to be?"
"Where is the emperor?" Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a blank expression.
Jiang Zhi smiled slightly: "Don't you know that Yingcheng was the capital of the former dynasty?"
"Ah..." Meng Qi blushed slightly, wanting to express that he failed in the history of this world.
He only searched and inquired about relevant history when needed. He had never studied it systematically, and his understanding of ancient times was better than that of previous dynasties.
Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi had not stayed in Shaolin for long and had at most learned Sanskrit. He had not yet had a rough understanding of history. She said with a smile: "The human race originated from Jiangdong. The Dragon Platform where the emperor of the past forged swords was in Jiangdong. To inherit this good fortune, several dynasties set their capital in Jiangdong.”
"The name of the previous dynasty was 'Kang', and Dingding Ying City was the capital of Dingding Ying City. Several generations of dharma bodies were produced, which suppressed the Wang family in Jiangdong and kept a low profile. However, the reincarnation of heaven means that where there is good fortune, there will be decline. In the last years, the two generations of emperors of the Han family were all His perverse behavior has angered most of the aristocratic families, and wars have spread all over the country."
"At that time, the Zhao family in the divine capital had a deep foundation and many strong opponents. After many undercurrents, someone finally obtained the Dharmakaya, stood out from the family, and became the leader of the Fakang Alliance. Later, they did not want to leave their hometown, established the divine capital of Ding, and abolished Yingcheng University Partially arranged.”
"I see..." Meng Qi finally figured out what was going on. When he looked at Ying City again, he felt a bit heavy with the vicissitudes of life.
It was just after noon after viewing the scenery. The two of them descended from the peak and went to the quiet and secluded place to watch.
This Taoist temple is not big, with only three entrances. The Taoist priest at the door lazily leaned against the wall and basked in the sun. He ignored Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei's approach and watched them enter the Taoist temple.
"These Taoist priests are really lazy." Along the way, due to the warm winter sun, the people he met inside and outside the Taoist temple were all lazy, sitting or lying down, and some even fell asleep. Meng Qi couldn't help laughing and scolding There was a cry, not even a Zhike!
Suddenly, the sound of the piano was loud and loud, coming from the side courtyard, like flowing water from the mountains, as clear as the heart.
Meng Qi thought it sounded familiar, but she was definitely not a snack foodie. She couldn't possibly fall short of her standards...
He and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other. Perhaps they were infected by the lazy Taoist priests and had a leisurely and inquiring mind. They turned to the side courtyard and saw a young man in white through the half-open door.
He was as beautiful as a woman, spotless, sitting upright on a stone bench, playing the piano with both hands, showing his elegance. There was a maid standing behind him. When she saw Meng Qi, she glared at him fiercely and warned him with her mouth: "Don't do it." Make the young master cough again!
This person is none other than Prince Wang, who "counts all the people".
As the music played softly, Wang Siyuan stopped his hands and coughed slightly. Compared to last time, his body seemed less weak, but the sense of unity between man and nature disappeared completely. He sat there quietly, as if he had been forgotten by the world.
One who escaped!
"It is rumored that Mr. Wang will arrive in two days. Unexpectedly, he has already checked into Woxinguan. The result of his actions is not what others expected." Meng Qi didn't have a bone in his body. He sat down opposite Wang Siyuan with his big horse and golden sword. Don’t treat yourself as a guest.
Jiang Zhi smiled and shook her head, but also sat down.
Wang Siyuan smiled lightly: "It's a unique feeling to lie down and look down at the turbulent undercurrents of Ying City."
He didn't answer the question.
"Where does the undercurrent come from?" Meng Qi asked casually as if he was a blind man telling fortunes.
To be honest, when meeting people who seemed to have everything under their control, Meng Qi wanted to beat them up.
"Didn't you meet each other?" Wang Siyuan said arrogantly.
Jiang Zhiwei did not speak to him in the clouds and mountains, but said straightforwardly: "Both Zhao Qian and Zhao Yi came to Yingcheng, not just to recruit people and watch Xingyun's banquet."
"But they have to pretend to be courteous to the corporal and recruit people. Su Meng, your identity and background may not be clear to others. If the dignitaries in the capital of the gods have intentions, it is not difficult to know, so they have to make a gesture to win over the Su family and show their support. So sad." Wang Siyuan looked at Meng Qi with a half-smile.
Su family? Jiang Zhiwei learned about Meng Qi's life experience for the first time, but she was only slightly surprised and quickly calmed down. Her friendship with the young monk had nothing to do with anything else.
"Then what do they want to do?" Meng Qi's mouth twitched a few times, but he never thought that his life experience could be hidden from Wang Siyuan and others. After all, the master's goal was too big and everyone knew it, and the Su family's affairs, The aristocratic family must have heard about it, so he didn't answer the question to see if he could get more information from Wang Da Shengu's mouth.
Ahem, Wang Siyuan lightened his throat and said funnyly: "If I know better, why should I watch quietly?"
"What they want is nothing more than fighting for power and coveting the throne. If you follow this clue and think about it, do some calculations, and combine it with hundreds of years of rumors in Ying City, you can still find the direction. Huh, Shi The smell of ground bean curd, do you two want to have lunch together?”
He is not alone at this moment. He has inherited all the characteristics of Sai Banxian. He speaks vaguely and arouses people's curiosity, but does not continue to talk!
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, they really didn't know what the Yingcheng rumors were.
After drinking iron flower tea and eating the self-grinding bean curd made by lying down and observing the mind, Wang Siyuan's cough worsened, and the maid served tea to see off the guests with a straight face.
"The rumors in Yingcheng... The Mi family must know about it. It's still early in the morning. Why don't we go to the Mi family to find Brother Wang?" Meng Qi said to Jiang Zhiwei after walking down the mountain.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and transmitted the secret message: "Later, the uncle in charge of Jiangdong may arrive. I have to go back to Jiange to wait."
Meng Qi was overjoyed that strong reinforcements had arrived. He nodded and said, "In that case, I will go to Mi's house myself."
After crossing Tianxiu River, the two of them went their separate ways. As soon as Meng Qi arrived at the door of Mi's house, he saw Mi Zijing, Bai Wenyuan and Wang Zai coming out together.
Wang Zai looked slightly bitter, his expression was stiff, and he was a little reluctant, while Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were happy and eager to try.
"Where are you brothers going?" Seeing this situation, Meng Qi asked with a smile.
Mi Zijing lost his delicate and calm look, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately lowered his voice instead of transmitting the sound into the secret: "Xiuyue Pavilion."
"Xiuyue Pavilion?" Meng Qi looked confused.
"Haha, I didn't expect that 'Crazy Sword' Su Meng was still a young man, and he didn't even know Xiuyue Pavilion." Bai Wenyuan's rough face was full of a lustful smile.
Let me go to a brothel... Even if Meng Qi has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs walking. When he saw their expressions, he immediately understood.
Mi Zijing chuckled and said: "Thanks to Brother Wang Zai for being upright and accompanying him, my father allowed us to go. Mr. Su, are you coming with us? Xiuyue Pavilion is the top place on the Tianxiu River. The girls play chess, calligraphy and painting." Nothing is wrong, I guarantee that you will be attracted by sex after just one look.”
It’s not like I’ve never seen stunning beauty before? Meng Qi secretly despised it. Although he was quite disgusted with brothels and brothels, he thought of asking about the rumors in Yingcheng, so he nodded in agreement and prepared to tell the story. Who could fancy the women in the brothels?
"Alas, Brother Su Xian, Brother Yu is really not very affectionate. If word spreads, his face will be ruined." Wang Zai sighed after transmitting the message into the secret.
"It is also a beautiful thing to enter the flowers without being stained." Meng Qi comforted.
Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were in high spirits and walked very fast. They soon arrived at Tianxiu River and boarded the boat where the "Xiuyue Pavilion" was located.
Seeing the arrival of Mr. Mi and Mr. Bai, the madam smiled so fine lines bloomed on her face that it looked like a chrysanthemum: "Oh, these two young masters rarely come here. Hurry, call Nian Feng Nian Xue and the other four sisters down."
As she spoke, she led Meng Qi and others into the private room on the third floor of the building.
"I don't know what to call you two gentlemen?" the old bustard asked when he saw that Meng Qi and Wang Zai also had extraordinary temperaments.
Wang Zai was immediately speechless and blushing. He was embarrassed to leave his name in such a place.
Mi Zijing laughed loudly, waved his sleeves and robe, and helped Wang Zai out of the siege: "Call the girl quickly, why are you asking so many questions!"
Mr. Mi spoke, but the madam didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurried out to urge the girl.
"The most famous oiran in Xiuyue Pavilion is Nian Xue. Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is handsome, gentle, knowledgeable, and good at playing the piano and painting. She looks like an outstanding young lady from aristocratic families. She is not in her eyes at all for ordinary people." Before the beauty could catch up with her, Bai Wenyuan had an expression that was full of lust.
Being in a brothel, Meng Qi felt uncomfortable all over, but when he saw that Wang Zai was more uncomfortable than himself, he immediately felt gloating and forgot about his embarrassment.
After chatting for a few words, before Meng Qi had time to ask, four pink-haired people arrived hand in hand. Some were as beautiful as pictures, some were delicate and generous, some were delicate and elegant, and some had eyebrows and phoenix eyes.
Mi Zijing smiled and said: "If we choose, it will be easy to snatch and ruin the friendship. Let the four girls choose each one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elegant and gentle Nian Xue walked out and came to Meng Qi's side: "Please have mercy, Master."
"Oh, you are so pretty!" Bai Wenyuan winked at Meng Qi. Because they went to a brothel together, they seemed to have become much closer.
Meng Qi was quite smug. This was normal pride. He watched Nian Xue sit down and chuckled: "I wonder why Miss Nian Xue picked me?"
Nian Xue smiled without saying a word and leaned over. Meng Qi tensed up to prevent her from plotting against him.
When he got close to Meng Qi's ear, Nianxue's voice was low and gentle:
"father!"
...Meng Qi's expression was dull, and he didn't know what year it was.
Nian Xue chuckled and said: "Just now, a girl asked the little girl to call her that, and then told the young master exactly what she asked."
Damn Gu Xiaosang! Fortunately, I didn't have any ambitions, otherwise being called like that might have left me with a lifelong hidden disease!
This chapter has nearly 3,700 words, which is a lot of words. I’m sorry for the delay.