Chapter 69 What's Wrong
Purple Phoenix Pavilion in Shenxiao Palace.
The eldest brother sat upright with a faint smile between his eyes and eyebrows.
A bunch of Zhu Zi stood in the pavilion in groups of three or three, radiantly radiant.
Huafa’s Taoist stopped his smile first and asked, “Senior Brother Mingxia, Junior Brother Zhao was fooled by us. What if he was angry in the future?”
The "Senior Brother Mingxia" mentioned by this old Taoist is naturally the eldest brother, but he doesn't know who he refers to?
He is obviously much older than his senior brother, but he still calls others a senior brother. It seems that many things do not necessarily depend on age to determine seniority.
The eldest brother's face suddenly changed and he said sternly: "Where is Junior Brother Zhao? It is obvious that only Junior Brother Bai is, so you can't talk nonsense!"
Then he changed his tone and smiled evilly: "He himself refused to show his true face, why are we making fun of him?"
Then he said coldly: "If anyone accidentally reveals his mouth, then... hum, he is afraid he will be really angry."
The old man Huafa was defeated and was dissatisfied.
White beard raised and whispered, "You still said you didn't mess with him? "Purple LED" is indeed a good sword, but it is just a sword passed down by Qingyang Zushan's personal disciple!"
"If we don't pass it over to him, can we swallow it?"
"As for the two thousand golds, Zushan told him that Cheng Yi must be given to him, he was already despised. Hehe."
"He refused to admit his identity for some reason, and thought that he was naturally trying to shirk responsibility and avoiding it, and was unwilling to participate in the seminar of the Conventions and Conventions."
"But now, just a bottle of Tianyisheng Water, and a broken stone will trick him into taking the hook. Are you not afraid of him settle the score later?"
When the eldest brother heard this, he was not panicked at all. Instead, he explained as if nothing had happened: "This is not a big deal. As a Taoist descendant, he is responsible for sweating. Even if he blames him in the future, there will be... Haha, the tall man is holding on."
"What's there to worry about?"
"As for... Cheng Yi, I want to give more, but... I can't give it openly. Look at him like that. If he promises a thousand more gold, then why don't he scare him away? I think it's going to be a bad thing!"
The people in the hall burst into laughter.
As soon as the laughter stopped, the senior brother smiled bitterly again and said, "This is not without any strangeness."
"From the message Qingyun was sending, she seemed to be hinting that neither the Purple Lightning Sword nor Cheng Yi could give it to him directly. It seemed that if he gave it to him directly, this kid would refuse!"
"Do you think I don't want to meet him directly, and don't want to treat him directly with the courtesy of Zushan's personal disciples?"
When the people in the hall heard this, they were all laughing and crying, and they all said that they didn't understand what Qingyun and this kid were selling.
The eldest brother sighed slightly, his face returned to normal, and said, "In this way, it's just right! We and him are willing to fight and the other are willing to be beaten! We each pretend to be confused. Do you understand?"
Everyone bowed their heads and said, "So there are still such twists and turns in this matter? I know.
"Come on, Junior Brother Mingyu, you planned it properly this time and finally pulled him onto the pirate ship as a reward! You can go to the Pill Management Office to receive a bottle of 'Purple Yang Pill'!"
The middle-aged Taoist in purple robe was overjoyed and bowed his head and said, "Okay!" Then he left the hall.
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For Zhao Xiaobai, time is tight.
During this period, people kept visiting, including the princes and princesses of Cangwu, princesses, noble courts, wise men in the city... and even envoys of the Fujian Kingdom, the head of the Fucang Sect, and the general leader of the Nanzhou Wulin League.
There are endless calls for a long time every day, and these people are quite good at identities. The governor dared not take the initiative, so he took it over and let Zhao Xiaobai decide it himself.
Zhao Xiaobai asked the governor to block the politeness one by one.
He knew in his heart that these people knew that they would not be able to meet guests at this time. But this was a kind of socializing behavior. Most people did not necessarily mean meeting people, but just to use this to show that they were qualified to meet people.
If it was a palace imperial physician who discussed how to perform surgery for "glaucoma", he would be interested in seeing him. He had not performed surgery on patients for many years, which was really a bit itchy.
If you don’t want to be anything else, you can’t help the powerful and unhappy.
Most people outside probably don’t know that I am the disciple of Qingyang Zushan, "Zhao Xiaobai". The Shenxiao Palace is different. They know that, but even if they don’t point it out, they will never publicize it.
It's so good, I'm happy to see it happen. Once this matter is over, I will fly away with my junior sister and wander around the world.
He thought beautifully for a while and was immersed in the book again, but not long after, the governor came in again.
She stumbled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiaobai, I'm sorry, there are three distinguished guests outside, so I don't want to leave. I, I have no choice."
Zhao Xiaobai couldn't help but be surprised: What distinguished guest is so stubborn?
But he asked lightly: "Who are the three outsiders? What's the reason?"
The governor, the Taoist nun paused before saying, "Fellow Taoist Xiaobai learned that the three people outside were Ye Xiangzhen, the crown prince of Cangwu Kingdom, and his two younger brothers, Ye Xiangxi, King Anxi, and Ye Xiangming, King Pingnan."
"Oh! It turns out that the identity is precious, but..."
Zhao Xiaobai raised his head from the book, looked at the governor's uncle, and asked strangely: "In the early morning, wasn't it even that first-rank prince of the dynasty, the emperor's uncle, the prince of Zhenbei, who came to visit him in person, and said he had brought the emperor's greeting post. Haven't you sent me all back?"
"Why should the prince and the two princes persist so much?"
The governor, Taoist nun, was silent for a moment and said slowly: "As far as I know, His Majesty the Emperor now favors these two princes very much, and the position of this prince is not stable. His two younger brothers are always trying to make a decision on him, and his life may not be easy."
"If my Shenxiao Palace wins this discussion meeting, it will naturally continue to follow the position of the national teacher. What are the three of them competing?"
"Competition? How to compete? Is it possible to spend so much time at my door? "
Who knew that when Zhao Xiaobai said this, the governor’s uncle actually smiled and said, “That’s right!”
Zhao Xiaobai was puzzled, his eyes turned into question marks, and he looked at the governor Dao Nu in surprise.
"This matter is obvious. It would be fine if you are determined not to see one person. They just worry that you will not see one person, and you will be more favorable than the other, and you will be more than the other..."
Zhao Xiaobai stroked his head with his hand, and felt enlightened, and said repeatedly: "Oh! I understand. They are afraid that once they leave, if the people who stay... even if that's the case, this is not difficult."
After saying that, he spread the paper and grind the ink, and wrote a "note" by his pen. He looked at it carefully. He felt satisfied, so he blew it on it and gave it to the governor Dao Nu.
He said, "You take this out and show it to the three of you in person, and then take it back. Don't say anything, and it's done."
The governor took it with both hands and took a look. It reads: "The world is full of troubles, like watching flowers in the fog and the moon in the water. Please come back, I am sorry that I have no time to be distracted. Bai Xiaozhao."
That word is amazing!
But after a cup of tea, the governor’s Taoist nun’s brisk steps rang outside the door, and he replied softly: “Fellow Daoist Xiaobai, the Prince’s Highness and the two kings’ frames have set off back.”
Zhao Xiaobai didn't say anything.
"but……"
The woman whispered, said a little while but stopped talking. It sounded like there was something I didn't know whether to say it or not.
Zhao Xiaobai suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but feel shocked. He looked up quickly and asked, "But what? Is it that note that you can't get back, but who did they ask?"
The female Taoist nun was quite surprised and replied, "Oh, do you know everything? Your Highness the Crown Prince resolutely asked for this note. I, I really can't stop it. I wonder if there is anything wrong with it?"
Zhao Xiaobai suddenly felt regretful, but he couldn't say anything, and said intently: Of course it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate!
No...or, I don't have a righteous spirit, and they may not be able to see the clues? But this matter is still... hey, why can't I help but show off!
In desperation, he had to wave his hand gently and said in a light tone: "My calligraphy is very good at learning from everyone. When the prince sees it, he can't let go of it. That's a normal thing. If you take it, take it. It doesn't matter, you go down."
The nun always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she shook her head and slowly retreated.
Chapter completed!