The eunuch's face was so dark that it was dripping water. If it weren't for the background of the other party, he should not be underestimated, and he might want to end it himself.
Zhao Qian's expression changed slightly, and he smiled loudly: "It's just that he lost his eye and misjudged Su Shaoxia's strength. The sea water can't be measured."
He had a sincere attitude and humble words, and he didn't see the anger of being laughed at by Meng Qi face to face.
He really has the heart of cultivating Buddhism Meng Qi was slightly taken aback, put away his nervousness, and smiled, "Your Highness, we get together when we come, and we get separated when we go. Since we have already tried it, please forgive me to say goodbye. "
Zhao Qian nodded with a smile, without the frustration of failure: "Please go ahead."
Without hesitation, Meng Qi crossed the pavilion with Jiang Zhiwei and continued to climb up. Zhao Qianguo believed in him and never sent 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 half-mountain pavilion, looking at the place where the clouds rose, for some reason he was so engrossed.
"Why did King Liang tell the truth about his ambitions? Aren't you afraid of causing endless trouble?" Meng Qi frowned slightly and subconsciously asked.
Whether you believe in Buddhism or worship the Tao, as long as you don't go too far, it is not a big deal for the prince. You can contact various sects of Buddhism and want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on the ground. If other sects and most of the aristocratic families are exposed, there are many enemies and few friends, and it is almost impossible to inherit the great treasure.
? Even if you have this ambition in mind, you should keep a low profile and be cautious, not reveal your true purpose, pull one faction against another, and wait until the general trend has been achieved before swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.
What Zhao Qian said just now should have been a secret among secrets, but he said it frankly, as if he didn't care that the two of them leaked it out.
Jiang Zhiwei pondered and said: "Perhaps this secret has been exposed by someone long ago, making it known to everyone in the gods, otherwise, what is he doing in Yingcheng"
"It may also be confident" Meng Qi said casually.
The two didn't get entangled in this issue. Anyway, with their own strength, it's better not to get involved in the battle within the royal family, and stay as far away as possible.
Continuing to climb, they arrived at Liuxin Temple, but Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not stop, they still went up, intending to reach the top of the mountain, have a look at Ying City, and then go down to the Liuxin Temple to bother them for a meal.
Yanyu Mountain is not very high. Compared with Huanzhou, which is full of poor mountains and steep mountains, it can only be regarded as a higher hill, but the scenery is beautiful. Even in winter, the mountain is not full of loneliness. The green is dotted with withered yellow, and the shallow stream flows slowly. , Arriving at the top of the peak, looking down from a distance, the city of Ying unfolds like a scroll, with three vertical and four horizontal lines, densely covered waterways, shadows of sails, stone bridges like lines, mountains spreading like dragons, and lakes as deep as pupils.
For some reason, seeing such a layout, four words suddenly popped up in Meng Qi's mind: "The tiger occupies the dragon's plate".
Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have the same feeling, and exhaled lightly: "Worthy of being the emperor of the past?"
"Where is the emperor?" Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a blank expression.
Jiang Zhi smiled slightly: "Don't you know that Ying City is the former capital of the former dynasty?"
"Ah" Meng Qi blushed a little, wanting to express that he failed the history of this world.
He only rummages and inquires about relevant history when he needs it. He has not studied it systematically, and his understanding of ancient times is better than that of previous dynasties.
Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi hadn't been in Shaolin for long, at most he had learned Sanskrit, and before he had a rough understanding of history, he said with a smile: "The human race prospered from Jiangdong, and the dragon platform where the emperor forged swords was in Jiangdong. In order to inherit this luck, several dynasties have established their capitals in Jiangdong."
"The country name of the former dynasty was 'Kang', Dingding Yingcheng, several generations of dharma bodies were produced in a row, and the Jiangdong Wang family kept a low profile. However, the reincarnation of the heavens, if there is luck, there will be decline. In the last years, the two generations of emperors of the Han family all The perverse action has angered most of the aristocratic families, and the flames of war are everywhere."
"At that time, the God Capital Zhao's heritage was profound, and there were many strong players. After several undercurrents, someone finally proved the dharmakaya, stood out from the family, and became the leader of the Vacan alliance. Later, they did not want to leave their hometown. Partly furnished."
"So that's how it is" Meng Qi finally understood what was going on, and when he looked at Ying City again, he felt a bit of vicissitudes.
It was just after noon after watching the scenery, and the two went down to the quiet and secluded place to watch the lying heart.
This Taoist temple is not too big, and there are only three entrances and exits. The Taoist priest at the door lazily leans against the wall to bask in the sun, and ignores Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei's approach, watching them enter the Taoist temple.
"These Taoist priests are really lazy." Along the way, due to the warm winter sun, the people they met inside and outside the Taoist temple, whether sitting or lying down, were all lazy, and some even fell asleep, Meng Qi couldn't help laughing and scolding With a cry, there is not even a confidant!
Suddenly, the high-pitched sound of the piano came from the side yard.Chess, calligraphy and painting are all masters, including you can give your soul and soul at a glance. "
Stunning, I haven't seen it before? Meng Qi secretly despised him. Although he was quite repulsed by brothels, he thought of asking about the rumors in Yingcheng, so he nodded in agreement, and prepared to tell a story. Who would like a woman in a brothel?
"Alas, Brother Su Xian, Brother Yu is really not a man of affection. If the news spreads, his face will be disgraced." Wang Zai transmitted his voice into secret, and sighed.
"It's a good talk to go into 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 "Xiuyue Pavilion" was located.
Seeing Mrs. Mi and Mrs. Bai's approaching, the old bustard smiled like a chrysanthemum with fine lines blooming all over her face: "Oh, the two Mrs. really don't come here. Hurry up and call Nianfeng Nianxue and their four sisters down."
While speaking, she led Meng Qi and others into the private room on the third floor of the building.
"I don't know how to address the two young masters?" Seeing that Meng Qi and Wang Zai also have extraordinary temperament, the old bust asked.
Wang Zai was tongue-tied and blushed. Leaving his name in such a place made him ashamed.
Yonago Jing laughed loudly, waved his sleeve robe, and helped Wang Zai out of the siege: "Quickly call the girl, what are you asking so many for!"
When Mr. Mi spoke, the bustard didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he hurried out to urge the girl.
"The most famous flower head of Xiuyue Pavilion is Nianxue. Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is elegant, gentle, knowledgeable, good at piano and painting. She looks like an outstanding young lady from an aristocratic family. The ordinary people are not in her eyes at all." Before the beauty, Bai Wenyuan has an expression of lust and soul.
In the brothel, Meng Qi was also uncomfortable, but seeing that Wang Zai was more uncomfortable than himself, he immediately felt gloating and forgot about the embarrassment.
After chatting a few words, before Meng Qi had time to ask each other, four fans came hand in hand, some were beautiful and picturesque, some were delicate and generous, some were delicate and refined, and some had willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes.
Yone Zijing smiled and said: "If we choose, it will be easy to rob, and the friendship will be ruined. Let the four girls choose separately."
As soon as the words fell, Nian Xue, who was beautiful and gentle, came out and walked up to Meng Qi's side: "Young Master, please take pity on me."
"Yo, what a cute girl!" Bai Wenyuan winked at Meng Qi, because they went to the brothel together, they seemed to be getting closer.
Meng Qi was quite complacent. This is a normal pride. Seeing Nian Xue sit down, he laughed lowly: "I don't know why Miss Nian Xue picked me?"
Nian Xue smiled without saying a word, and leaned over, Meng Qi's body tensed to prevent her from plotting against her.
When it got close to Meng Qi's ear, Nian Xue's voice was low and gentle:
"Dad!"
Meng Qi's expression was dull, he didn't know what year it was.
Nian Xue said with a low smile: "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! It's a good thing that I didn't get excited, otherwise I would have been left with a lifelong hidden disease if I was called out like this! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com