The eunuch's face was so slight that it was dripping with water. If it were not for the other party's background, it would be impossible to underestimate him. I am afraid he would want to end up in person.

Zhao Qian's expression changed slightly, and he immediately smiled: "But he was alone and misjudged Young Master Su's strength. The sea water cannot be measured."

He was sincere and humble in his words. He was so angry that he was mocked by Meng Qi in person.

He really has a bit of a Buddhist mind... Meng Qi was slightly stunned, put away his stern emotions, and smiled and said, "Your Highness, fate comes, fate goes away, and fate goes away. Since you have already tried it, I will forgive me for saying goodbye."

Zhao Qian nodded with a smile, without any setbacks in failure: "Please."

Meng Qi did not hesitate and joined hands with Jiang Zhiwei to climb the pavilion. Zhao Qianguo believed in people and never sent anyone to stop him.

After walking for a while, Meng Qi looked back and saw that Zhao Qian was still standing with his hands behind his back in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, looking at the place where the clouds rose, for some reason he looked so stunning.

"Why did King Liang tell his ambitions calmly? Aren't you afraid of causing endless trouble?" Meng Qi frowned slightly and asked subconsciously.

Whether you believe in Buddhism or worship the Tao, as long as you don’t go out of the ordinary, it is not a big deal for the prince. If you contact various Buddhist sects and want to establish a Buddhist country on earth, destroy the injustice, and save all the people in the world, it is equivalent to expelling yourself from other sects and most aristocratic families. If you are exposed, there are more enemies and few friends, and it is almost impossible to inherit the great treasure.

Even if you have this ambition, you should be low-key and cautious, not reveal your true purpose, and fight against each other. When the general situation is completed, you will be as angry as a tiger.

What Zhao Qian said just now should be a secret in the secret, but he said it frankly, as if he didn't care about the leaks between the two of them.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered: "Maybe this secret has been exposed long ago, and everyone in the capital of God knows it, otherwise he would have gone to Yingcheng to do something..."

"It may also be fearless..." Meng Qi said casually.

The two of them didn't get entangled about this issue. Anyway, the battles within the royal family, with their own strength, it is best not to mix them in. Stay as far away as you can.

We continued to climb high and arrived at Waxinguan, but Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not stop and continued to move upwards, intending to reach the top of the mountain, look at Yingcheng, and then go down the mountain to Waxinguan and disturb him.

The misty mountain is not high. Compared with Huanzhou, which is full of steep mountains, it can only be considered a higher hill, but the scenery is beautiful. Even in winter, the mountains are not lonely. Green is dotted with yellow, and the shallow stream flows slowly. When you reach the peak, you can see below. Yingcheng is like a scroll spreading, three vertical and four horizontal, and the waterways are densely covered. The sail shadow turns into points, stone bridges are like lines, mountains spread into dragons, and the lake is deep like a pupil.

For some reason, seeing this layout, four words suddenly popped up in Meng Qi's mind: "Tiger occupies a dragon's plate".

Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have such a feeling, and breathed lightly: "Is it worthy of being the emperor of the past?"

"Where is the emperor?" Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a blank expression.

Jiang Zhiwei chuckled: "Don't you know that Yingcheng is the capital of the previous dynasty?"

"Ah..." Meng Qi's old face turned slightly red, and he wanted to say that his world history failed.

He only searched and asked about relevant history when he needed it. He had not studied systematically, and his understanding of ancient times was better than that of previous dynasties.

Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi had not been in Shaolin for long, and at most he learned the Sanskrit Society. Before it was time to understand history briefly, he said with a smile: "The human race prospered from Jiangdong. The Longtai where the human emperor made swords in Jiangdong in the past was in Jiangdong. In order to inherit this fortune, several generations of dynasties set the capital of the country in Jiangdong."

"The former dynasty was named 'Kang', and Dingding Yingcheng. It once produced several generations of Dharma bodies, which made the Wang family in Jiangdong hide their strength and maintain a low profile. However, the reincarnation of the heavens will lead to victory and decline. At the end of the year, the two generations of emperors of the Han family took rebellious actions, inciting most families and wars were everywhere."

"At that time, the Zhao family of the God Capital had a deep foundation and had many powerful players. After several undercurrents, someone finally realized the Dharma body, stood out from the aristocratic family, and became the leader of the Fakang League. Later, they were unwilling to leave their hometown, settled the Shendu, and abolished most of the arrangements in Yingcheng."

"So that's it..." Meng Qi finally understood what was going on. When he looked at Yingcheng again, he felt a bit of heavy and vicissitudes.

After watching the scenery, they just afternoon. The two of them went down to the top of the peak and headed towards the quiet and secluded place.

This Taoist temple is not big, and only three times entered the front and back. 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 walk into the Taoist temple.

"These Taoist priests are so lazy." Along the way, due to the warm winter sunshine, the people they met inside and outside the Taoist temple were lazy, whether sitting or lying down, and some even slept soundly. Meng Qi couldn't help laughing and scolding, not even a guest!

Suddenly, the piano sound was loud and came from the side courtyard, like a mountain flowing water, clear and swaying the heart.

Meng Qi felt it was familiar, but she was definitely not a foodie. She could not lose her standards...

He and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, perhaps because they were infected by the lazy Taoist priests and had the intention of leisurely exploration. They turned to the side courtyard and saw a young man in white through the half-open courtyard gate.

He was as beautiful as a woman, spotless as a clean body, sitting upright on a stone bench, playing the piano with both hands, showing his elegant intentions. A maid stood behind him. When he saw Meng Qi, he glared at him fiercely and warned him with his mouth to stop causing the young master to cough again!

This person is the eldest son of the King of Wang who "calculates all the people".

The sound of the piano was gloomy, and Wang Siyuan stopped his hands and coughed lightly. Compared to the last time, his body seemed not so weak, but the sense of unity between man and nature disappeared without a trace. He sat there quietly, as if he was forgotten by heaven and earth.

One escaped!

"It is rumored that Master Wang will not arrive for two days. I didn't expect that I had already moved in. My heart-sighted temple was not as expected by others." Meng Qi had no elegant bones all over his body, and the big golden sword sat opposite Wang Siyuan, not treating himself as a guest at all.

Jiang Zhi smiled and shook her head, but also sat down.

Wang Siyuan smiled lightly: "It feels different when he lives in his heart and looks down at the undercurrents in Yingcheng."

He answered the question irrelevantly.

"Where does the undercurrent come from?" Meng Qi asked casually as if the blind man was telling fortunes on the other side.

To be honest, when Meng Qi encounters such a person who seems to be in his own control, he wants to beat them up.

"Didn't you meet?" Wang Siyuan took a maneuver.

Jiang Zhiwei did not talk to him in the clouds and mountains, and said bluntly: "Zhao Qian and Zhao Yi all came to Yingcheng, and it was not just to attract people to watch the banquet of Xingyun."

"But they have to pretend to be respectful to the wise and the wise men and recruit people. Others may not know your identity and background. If the gods are intent, it is not difficult to know. So they have to make a gesture to win over the Su family and show their grief." Wang Siyuan looked at Meng Qi with a smile.

The Su family? Jiang Zhiwei learned about Meng Qi's life experience for the first time, but she was only slightly surprised and soon calmed down. Her relationship with the little monk had nothing to do with anything else.

"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 is too big and well-known, and the matter of the Su family must have heard of it for the aristocratic families, so he didn't respond to the conversation, to see if he could ask more information from the mouth of the Great God Wang.

Cough, Wang Siyuan gently shook his throat and said funny: "If I know, why should I watch quietly?"

"What they are trying to do is nothing more than fighting for power and coveting the throne. Following this clue, think about it, and combining the rumors in Yingcheng for hundreds of years, you can still find the direction. Huh, the smell of stone milled beans, can you both have lunch together?"

He was not alone at this moment, and he inherited all the characteristics of Saibanxian. He was vague and aroused people's curiosity, but he didn't continue talking!

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other. They really didn't know any rumors about Yingcheng.

After drinking iron flower tea and eating bean curds of the heart, Wang Siyuan's cough worsened, and the maid brought tea to see him off with a stern face.

"The rumors in Yingcheng... The Mi family must know that it is still early, so why don't we go to the Mi family to find Brother Wang?" After going down the mountain, Meng Qi said to Jiang Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and sent a message to the secret: "At later, the master in charge of Jiangdong may arrive, I have to go back to Jiange to wait."

Meng Qi was delighted, and another strong support came, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I'll go to the Mi family by myself."

After crossing Tianxiu River, the two of them acted separately. As soon as Meng Qi arrived at the door of Mi's house, he saw Mi Zijing, Bai Wenyuan and Wang Zai come out together.

Wang Zai was a little bitter and had a stiff expression, and was a little unwilling to do so. Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were overjoyed and wanted to try.

"Where are you going to, brothers?" Seeing this, Meng Qi asked in a funny way.

Mi Zijing no longer looked so delicate and calm, raised her eyebrows, deliberately lowering her voice instead of sending her voice into the secret: "Xuyue Pavilion."

"Embroidered Moon Pavilion?" Meng Qi looked confused.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Su Meng was still a young man, and I didn't even know about Xiuyue Pavilion." Bai Wenyuan's rough face was full of smiles.

I'll go, the brothel... Even though Meng Qi had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs walking. When he saw their expressions, he immediately understood them.

Mi Zijing laughed and said, "Thanks to Brother Wang Zai's integrity and with him, my father agreed to let us go. Mr. Su, are you together? Xiuyue Pavilion is the top place on Tianxiu River. The girls are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You can see you at first glance."

I haven’t seen the beauty before? Meng Qi secretly despised him. Although he was quite repulsive of brothels, he thought of asking about the rumors in Yingcheng, so he nodded and prepared to respond to the story. Who can take a fancy to the women in the kiln?

"Oh, Brother Su Xian, Brother Yu is really nothing but affection. If it is spread, his face will be ruined." Wang Zai sent a secret voice and sighed.

"It is also a beautiful story to enter the flowers without being stained." Meng Qi comforted.

Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan were very excited and walked very fast. They soon arrived at Tianxiu River and boarded the boat where the "Xiuyue Pavilion" was located.

Seeing Mi and the Bai family’s son coming, the madam smiled so hard that her face was full of fine lines, like a chrysanthemum: “Oh, the two young men are really afraid, hurry up, call Nianfeng Nianxue and the four sisters.”

While speaking, she led Meng Qi and others into the private room on the third floor of the building.

"Don't know what the two young men are called?" The madam saw that Meng Qi and Wang Zai were also of extraordinary temperament, so she asked.

Wang Zai was suddenly speechless, blushed, leaving his name in such a place that made him feel embarrassed.

Mi Zijing laughed, waved her sleeves and helped Wang Zai to help him: "Call the girl quickly and ask what to do!"

Mr. Mi spoke, but the madam didn't dare to ask again, so she went out to urge the girl.

"The most famous flower courtesan in Xiuyue Pavilion is Nian Xue. Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is delicate, gentle, well-educated, good at painting and painting. She is like an outstanding lady from a noble family. She is not attracted to her eyes at all." Before the beauty could reach the point, Bai Wenyuan had a look of color and soul-giving expression.

Meng Qi was also uncomfortable when he was in a brothel, but when he saw that Wang Zai was even more uncomfortable than himself, he immediately felt gloating and forgot about the embarrassment.

After chatting for a few moments, Meng Qi had no time to ask, the four pink heads came together, some were beautiful and picturesque, some were beautiful and generous, some were delicate and elegant, and some were willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes.

Miko smiled and said, "If we choose, it is easy to snatch it. If friendship is ruined, please let the four girls choose each."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the delicate and gentle Nianxue walking out until Meng Qi said: "Please be pity for me."

"Oh, I'm so fond of pretty!" Bai Wenyuan winked at Meng Qi. Because we went to the brothel together, we seemed to be getting closer to each other.

Meng Qi was quite complacent, which was normal pride. He watched Nian Xue sit down and laughed: "I wonder why Miss Nian Xue picks me?"

Nianxue smiled but said nothing, leaned over, Meng Qi's body tensed up to prevent her from plotting against her.

When I approached Meng Qi's ears, 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 smiled and said, "A girl just asked the little girl to call this, and then passed the words she asked to the young master."

Damn Gu Xiaosang! Fortunately, I was not very proud, otherwise I would have been left with a lifelong hidden illness if I was called like this! (To be continued...)

ps: There are nearly 3,700 words in this chapter, and there are many words, so I'm sorry to be late.
Chapter completed!