Chapter 435 – The Demon Barbarian Mission

Chapter 435 – The Demon Barbarian Mission

In order to conceal his identity, Xu Qi’an did not ride the filly, after all, a divine beauty among horses like the filly could easily be recognized.

As the rain poured down, he rode in the carriage of the Xu Mansion, the wheels rolling as he drove towards the Imperial City.

The carriage was stopped outside the Imperial City Gate, and the soldiers guarding the city did not dare to be careless when they saw the word “Xu” written on the carriage, and went forward to check it.

Looking at the capital, there is only one Xu family that can enter the Imperial City, and in this Xu family, someone knifed the Duke of China, offending the royal family, the clan, and the group of nobles.

It was absolutely impossible to let him into the Imperial City.

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

After the soldiers checked, they still didn’t release them and notified the Hundredth House of the Feathered Guard.

The Hundredth Household of the Feathered Forest Guards, braving the heavy rain, hurriedly arrived, received the official license plate and examined it for a few moments, then looked at the handsome young man seated in the carriage, scrutinized his face for a few moments, and said:

“Lord Xu is off today?”

Xu Qi’an did not wear Er Lang’s official robes and traveled in plain clothes.

Xu New Year is a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, the Hanlin Academy Yamen is in the Imperial City, he is qualified to enter and exit the Imperial City. But because of today’s day off, so the Feilinwei hundred households will have the second time to ask.

The imperial city guards are very wary of our family ah, I am sure that if it is me personally, I am afraid that even if I have Huaiqing or Linan with me, I will not be able to enter the palace. This is the aftermath of the Noon Gate cursing and the capturing of the two state princes incident He pinched Xu Erlang s vocal line and calmly said:

“This official is going to pay a visit to the Chief Minister.”

Visiting Lord Prime Minister Featherwood Guards Hundred Household scrutinized him a few more times before finally nodding his head, “Let Lord Xu enter.”

The carriage passed through the doorway of the city gate and drove into the imperial city, heading towards the residence of Chief Minister Wang.

The feathered guards on the city wall watched the carriage go away in the right direction.

After traveling for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi’an said, “To the left.”

The driver complied and changed direction, the carriage drove away from its original journey, and under Xu Qi’an’s command, the driver, who had never been to the Imperial City before, managed to send Xu Dalang in front of the Spiritual Treasure Guan with his excellent carriage skills.

Xu Qi’an got out of the car with his umbrella, and after the little Taoist priest guarding the door had passed on the message, he entered Ling Bao Guan without any surprises.

He didn’t forget to have the carriage enter the Spirit Treasure Guan through a side door instead of conspicuously stopping at the entrance of the Guan.

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

Passing through a temple and a small courtyard dedicated to the ancestors of the Human Sect, he came to the depths of the Lingbao Guan, and in that secluded small courtyard, within the quiet room, he met the woman of national color and beauty, the State Master.

Her expression was bland, and her temperament was cold and clear with untainted elegance, just like a fairy in the sky.

Huaiqing was also a cool and haughty beauty, but Huaiqing’s temperament was on the reserved and haughty side, while Luo Yuheng’s coolness, paired with her dress and the bright red vermilion sand between her eyebrows, emphasized the divine and immortal aura.

At this moment, seeing again the State Master’s beautiful face, Xu Qi’an had a slight change of heart and thought: she is a woman I can’t afford to desecrate even in bed.

The next thought was: it’s a good thing the State Master doesn’t know about Buddhist Tathagata, otherwise I might have died where I was.

Luo Yu Heng sat cross-legged at the table, and there were already two cups of hot tea on the table.

Xu Qi’an silently took his seat, held the tea and took a sip, his eyes blossomed in a flash: “Good tea!”

Slightly bitter in the mouth, tongue for three seconds, immediately sweet, swallowed into the stomach, the aftertaste remains on the lips and teeth, long-lasting.

“Pity.”

Luo Yu Heng shook his head and sighed lightly.

“Unfortunately what?”

Xu Qi’an subconsciously asked.

“This tea was planted by a friend of this seat, and it only produces one catty a year, and when it is distributed to me, it is only three or four taels. Unfortunately, she disappeared for a long time and her whereabouts are unknown.” Luo Yu Heng said.

Auntie, why do I get the feeling there’s something in your words?

Well, the Princess grew this tea. I’ve discovered one more good thing about the Princess, from now on, we’ll lock her up in the dark room, and if she doesn’t grow some tea, she won’t get any food.

Xu Qi’an lamented without changing his face, “That would indeed be a pity.”

Luo Yu Heng lightly glanced at him and spoke in a soft but emotionless voice, “What’s the matter?”

“I would like to ask about the last Human Sect Dao Head and the late Emperor.” Xu Qi’an said.

“About my father and the late emperor?”

Luo Yu Heng asked back with some surprise.

“I’ve checked the late emperor’s record of living, and although the late emperor never practiced monasticism, he was also quite interested in the method of longevity. I want to know, did he cultivate?” Xu Qi’an spoke bluntly.

Luo Yu Heng pondered for a moment and said, “My father died from the Heavenly Tribulation.”

What does that have to do with my question?

“He didn’t have to die originally, it’s just that the Supervisor Zheng didn’t allow the Human Sect to move into the Imperial City, which led to my father’s karmic flames being entangled in his body, and his body died under the Heavenly Tribulation.” Luo Yu Heng faintly said:

“Therefore, the late emperor did not practice monasticism.”

The late emperor did not repair Xu Qi An frowned.

“You checked Yuan Jing, how did it go?” Luo Yu Heng’s wonderful eyes stared.

Xu Qi’an had a few seconds of hesitation before his teeth clenched his heart and he asked in a deep voice, “State Master, do you know that those who gained qi may not live forever?”

Luo Yu Heng looked at him, and it wasn’t until this moment that Xu Qi An felt that the State Master was truly looking at him, looking right at him.

“The correct term is that those who are chi plus may not live forever.” She corrected.

Luo Yu Heng really did know about this, so she didn’t wonder why Emperor Yuan Jing was obsessed with monasticism? Xu Qi’an expressed this doubt.

“There are always people who hold unrealistic fantasies; there are countless cultivators in the world, and most of them have fantasized about becoming a first-ranked expert, or even surpassing the rank of a rank.”

Luo Yu Heng said indifferently, ”Yuan Jing may think he sees hope, or perhaps he has something to hide. As far as I’m concerned, whatever he’s playing at, what does it have to do with me. I’ll cultivate my Dao, and he’ll cultivate his longevity.”

She knew that Emperor Yuan Jing might have secrets, but did not look deeply into it, she borrowed the Da Feng Qi Luck to cultivate, and was in a partnership with Emperor Yuan Jing, looking deeply into her partner’s secrets would only bring the relationship to a stalemate, or even turn against her . Xu Qi’an chewed out the meaning in the State Master’s words.

After a moment of contemplation, Xu Qi’an no longer dwelled on the topic and said instead, “The talismanic sword was used while in the Sword State, how will I contact the State Master in the future?”

Subtext: quickly send me another rune sword.

The talisman sword contained the power of Luo Yu Heng’s sword, and it was quite difficult to make, not just to be gifted.

Because of this, Xu Qi’an asked her for it, a test.

Luo Yu Heng sniffed and frowned, “The talisman sword refining is extremely difficult, not something that can be accomplished overnight .”

After a pause, she said in a bemused tone, “I happen to have another one, so I’m keeping it for nothing.”

With a wave of his sleeve, a talismanic sword lay quietly on the table.

It really gave Xu Qi’an a complicated mood as he looked at the talismanic sword.    Imperial Garden.

Loft, Overlook.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood with his arms folded, overlooking the imperial garden in the rainstorm, and laughed, “Although the flowers in my palace are colorful and beautiful, they are too delicate to withstand the ravages of the wind and rain.”

In the curtain of rain, clusters of brightly colored flowers bent over, their petals floating with the rain.

Behind him, Wei Yuan held the tea, sipped it in small bites, and faintly said, “Flowers are meant to please their masters, and the softer they are, the more the masters like them. His Majesty likes them to be soft and weak, but he mocks them for not being able to destroy them, it really makes no sense.”

Emperor Yuan Jing, who had his back to Wei Yuan, flashed a sharp light in his eyes and said smilingly, “For me, I only need to take care of the most beautiful flower. Wei Qing, what do you think?”

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

Emperor Yuan Jing continued to watch the rain and sighed:

“After the turmoil in Chuzhou, King Huai died in battle, Jili Zhigu perished, and Candle Jiu suffered an equally heavy blow, weakening the northern border. The Witch God Cult is coming in strong this time, and if the northern demonic barbarian territories fall, all the borders of the Great Feng from north to east will be surrounded by the Witch God Cult.

“Wei Qing, you are an expert in the art of war, what is your opinion?”

Wei Yuan did not hesitate and replied, “The court naturally wants to send troops to support the northeast, but the benefits that should be asked for should not be less, the northern barbarians have been nuisance to the border all year round, this time, it’s the turn of Dafeng to cut the meat and suck the blood on them.”

Emperor Yuan Jing revealed a smile: “The Hanlin Academy wants to repair the military book, I read it, repair to repair, no new ideas, the barbarian mission to the capital, I’m afraid to laugh at my Dabong. Wei Qing is a hundred years rare handsome talent, may as well go to the Hanlin Academy to teach one or two.”

The books of war were part of the “national strength” demonstrated to the demonic barbarian delegation, and the more books of war, the more people of the Da Feng’s art of war there were. Its importance was second only to artillery maneuvers.

The art of war used by Da Feng nowadays is still left over from the previous readers of Yunlu Academy, and then there is the Six Speech on the Art of War written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of contemporary art of war.

On the contrary, Wei Yuan, a recognized supreme marquee talent, had not left a single word.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

Emperor Yuan Jing was not angry in the slightest and said:

“The State Crown Procuratorate originally wanted to organize a literary meeting at Lake Lu today, but a heavy rain prevented it. I intend to wait for the envoys to enter the capital before letting the State Crown Procuratorate organize the literary meeting. At that time, Wei Qing can go and sit down.”

Wei Yuan nodded his head at this.

Over the next two days, the war in the north and the making of the barbarians began to circulate in the capital under the impetus of the imperial court, spreading first among the scholarly class, followed by the merchants and the marketplace.

For a time, the officialdom, the scholars, the academy, the teahouse, the restaurant, the hookah, and the Department of Education set off a fervent discussion, like a frenzy of fervor.

The people of the city harbor hatred for the demon barbarian mission and are opposed to Da Bong’s intention to send troops to aid the demon barbarians.

The love and hate of the commoners is straight forward and will not bother about the big picture, they only know that the northern demon barbarians are the mortal enemies of the Great Feng, and since the founding of the country for six hundred years, there has been a lot of big and small wars.

Not to mention the distant, on the recent, Chuzhou massacre case before and after a few months, the northern demon barbarians will not stop nuisance border, burning and looting.

And the noble class has a higher vision, more rational and objective, the main war ideas and wait-and-see ideas collide fiercely, unlike the city people, almost one-sided opposition.

In fact, not only the capital city, when the court decided to send troops, it had already sent out residence reports to the states, and it didn’t take long for the local officials to promote the idea of the main station and widely publicize it.

In such an environment of popular debate, a team of envoys from the north, traveling on an official boat, arrived at the capital’s docks along the canal.

This delegation of demonic barbarians consisted of elites from the twelve tribes of the barbarian race, as well as experts from the six tribes of the demon race.

Instead, the two leading the group were young men, one of them a young man with white hair and handsome features that were alien to the barbarians, always with a smile on his face, his eyes always narrowed.

Pei Man Xilou, the eldest son of the leader of the White Head tribe, among the twelve tribes of the barbarians.

The White Heads were known for their intelligence and were considered to be an anomaly among the barbarians, and this Pei Man Xilou, was an anomaly among anomalies.

He has studied the culture of the Central Plains, when the barbarians plundered the borders of Chuzhou, all they robbed were women and food. Only he, don’t want food don’t want beauty, only rob books.

The Four Books, the Five Classics, the biographies of the literati, and even some un-nutritious and interesting talking books, all of them come and go, and they are as addicted to books as they are to life.

The other was the princess of the fox division of the demon clan, Huang Xian’er, who wore a northern style leather dress with a hemline that only reached her knees, revealing her two slim, straight calves.

The dress only covered the important spots, revealing wheat-colored skin, rounded shoulders, and tight lines of the belly, revealing a wild beauty.

And her face was delicate. The knitted brows and smile were permeated with seductive charm, the opposite of the sexy and wild body, mingled with a stirring beauty.

The women of the Demon Clan’s Fox Division were the most charming and graceful.

The two of them stood on the deck, looking at the Dafeng officials and soldiers waiting at the pier, Huang Xian’er laughed delicately and said, “Nerd, if we return empty-handed on this trip and can’t move in to get help, we’ll be in deep trouble.”

Pei Man Xilou greeted the river wind with a calm tone, “Whether or not reinforcements can be brought in only depends on how much we pay.”

He looked away from the capital, narrowed his eyes, and smiled:

“In the capital, there is the Cloud Deer Academy, the academy created by the great disciple of the Confucian sage, two hundred years ago, when Confucianism was at its height of glory, the four seas were submissive, not to mention our Divine Race, and even the Buddha Kingdom in the Western Region had to endure Confucianism’s backtracking and moving the inheritance from the Central Plains back to the Western Region.

“The capital has a state eunuch, although it does not practice the Confucian system, but because of this, the readers have more time and energy to develop their learning, astronomy and geography, the scholar-peasantry-industry-business and so on, dabbling in quite a lot of things, if I can move the state eunuch’s collection back to the north, I do not need to go south for the rest of my life.

“In the capital, there is Wei Yuan, known as one of the few great masters of the Way of War in the six hundred years since the founding of the Great Feng, in the 6th year of Yuan Jing, General Dugu, who guarded the north, passed away, and when more than a hundred thousand cavalrymen of my Divine Race went south to plunder, it only took him three months to kill more than a hundred thousand cavalrymen, who had thrown away their armor. Twenty years ago, at the Battle of Shanhaiguan, without him, the history of the entire nine states would have been rewritten.

“There is a supervisor in the capital, overlooking the Central Plains for five hundred years, with a mind like a heavenly machine, unpredictable.

“In the capital, there is the Poetry Leader, who is claimed to be the first person in the poetry world in the past two hundred years, and it is hard to find the second one even in the Dafeng of two hundred years ago.

“The capital city, longed for.”

Pei Man Xilou exhaled a breath and laughed, “There are countless people in the capital, and with a belly full of learning, I finally have an enemy.”

Nerd . Huang Xian’er skimmed her mouth and laughed with winks, “Fighting with tongues is your business, the women of my Fox Ministry are only responsible for defeating the men of Da Bong in bed.”

There were fifty beautiful women from the Fox Ministry in the mission, each with outstanding posture and graceful body, among which there were three Inner Mei women who were natural tripods.

It is known that Emperor Yuan Jing cultivation, thirst for immortality, although not close to women for many years, but I think it will not refuse the pot to send the door.

At this time, Huang Xian’er’s wonderful eyes turned around and said in surprise, “Hehe, what a handsome human brat.”

A young man in a green official robe stood on the pier, he had fair skin, brilliant eyes, red lips and white teeth, an extremely rare beautiful man.

Pei Man Xilou narrowed his eyes and said without seeing any emotions, “Green Robe Xi Edict, seventh rank minor official.”

As the official ship docked and the demonic barbarian envoys disembarked, the handsome young man greeted them and said aloud, “This official, Xu New Year, has been instructed to greet the envoys.”

PS: a operation as fierce as a tiger, the real word count of 4000. i thought i coded 40,000 words, this world is too unreal.