Thanks to the strange true energy in his body, Wang Qi'an's meritorious deeds have been completed for a week, and most of his energy has been restored.
He opened his eyes and stood up, and found that Ao Rong's two bodies had been removed. The young man was fetching water to wash the patio, and Qian Sui was doing some work nearby.
Wang Qi'an entered and saw that although Ji Wurui and Ji Wen were gray-faced and had many wounds on their bodies, they were no longer seriously injured after applying medicine to heal them.
He put down his heavy heart and walked out of the patio.
When the young man saw Wang Qian walking towards him, he raised his head with a bright smile and introduced himself:
"My name is A-Zhen. I just came down the mountain from my training recently. I saw this temple was deserted, so I cleaned it and wanted to rest here for a few days."
Wang Qi'an is heroic and majestic, while Ji Wurui is elegant and graceful. The civil and military brothers are about the same age as him and share the same ideals.
Although Qian Sui is young, he is also very energetic.
Ah Zhen was originally an orphan. He was adopted by his mentor since he was a child and was taught advanced martial arts.
When I first left the school today, I saw such a person, and I couldn't help but feel good about him.
"My name was given by my master. The master said that only by being true can one see his true heart, and only by seeing his true heart can he carry forward his sword skills."
Wang Qi'an saw that he had a delicate outline, sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and was quite handsome.
He smiled and asked curiously:
"You are new to the world, how can your master trust you to come out alone?"
Ah Zhen smiled:
"It's okay, it's okay, the master said, the reincarnation of heaven, life and death."
Wang Qi'an was surprised and said:
"It seems that your master is also a master of heavenly knowledge and temperament. I wonder if you can tell me your honorific title?"
Ah Zhen's face changed and he hesitated:
"When I came down the mountain, my master specifically told me not to mention his name in front of others."
It is common for many people in the world to regard their master as private, so Wang Qi'an doesn't care.
He looked at the unsheathed red sandalwood sword on Ah Zhen's waist and said doubtfully:
"Why are you using a wooden knife?"
Ah Zhen touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly:
"Master said that if I use a real sword, I'm afraid it will hurt too many lives given my martial arts skills.
Killing in vain is not good for me. "
If someone else said this, they would inevitably be misunderstood and exaggerated.
But Wang Qi'an, who witnessed his attack, felt that his master had foresight.
Although this young man is young, he has superb martial arts skills. He has no rival in the world.
Ah Zhen said:
"These three ghost beasts must have received money from people to come here to cause trouble."
Wang Qi'an looked moved and said:
"How do you know them?"
Ah Zhen said:
"Master specifically mentioned to me some vicious people in the world, so that I should pay more attention when I encounter them in the future. The Three Beasts are one of them.
The master also said that the three beasts do not recognize human faces and do not accept favors. Only gold and silver can win over them. "
It turned out that his master was not completely indifferent, he just gave a clever reminder.
"Master, are they here to find me?"
Qian Sui stepped forward and asked.
Wang Qian patted his shoulder and said softly:
"This is an adult matter, don't make blind guesses, the master will handle it."
Wang Qian'an thought, from the attack on the Yangtze River, to the pursuit at the inn, to the three ghost beasts chasing him to the door, the target was all Qian Sui.
He already knew in his heart that all this must be related to the Qiantang court situation.
What's strange to him is that Qian Hong kept this matter extremely confidential, so how could he leak the information and let people know that he would bring Qian Sui back at this moment.
Ah Zhen picked up Qian Sui and said:
"I see that Brother Wenwu and the others are all injured, so why not just rest here tonight.
I just happened to shoot some mountain rabbits and pheasants. Asui, come over and help us. We will clean them and roast them for everyone to eat. "
Wang Qi'an originally had this intention, so he didn't stop him.
Nothing happened all night, and when everyone was about to leave the next day, Ah Zhen entered the Jianghu for the first time and had nothing to do. At Qian Sui's request, he agreed to follow them back to Qiantang.
Half an hour later, everyone entered the city through the north gate.
At this moment, I saw a group of well-dressed people galloping down the main street.
They scurried aside.
The leader has a long sword hanging on his waist, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a burly figure.
Just looking at his silk dress embroidered with the royal dragon shape, he was slightly older than Qian Jiao, and his appearance was 70-80% similar to Qian Hong. Wang Qi'an had already guessed that this person must be the second prince of Dongyue.
It's just that this person is a little less humble, and there is a little more sinister look in his eyebrows.
The man who followed him was in his forties or fifties, but his temples were already turning white, but his demeanor was calm and he looked like a master.
When he passed by Wang Qi'an and the others, he seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes shot towards them, flashing a trace of viciousness.
Wang Qi'an looked at their backs as they rushed out of the city gate, and seemed to be thinking.
The group had just moved into Shuiyue Tower, but within a short meal, Fan Liu had already led a group of brightly armored Shenjie troops to appear outside the door.
Fan Liu seemed to know Qian Sui's identity. After kneeling down and saluting him, he turned to Wang Qi'an and said:
"The Holy One has ordered me to escort His Highness and Prince Wang to the palace immediately. Others please temporarily move to Prince Hui's Mansion."
Qian Sui got on the palace sedan, while Wang Qi'an and Fan Liu walked side by side in front of the team.
Fan Liu seemed to know what Wang Qian wanted to ask and explained in advance:
"The Holy One has already ordered that all four gates of the city be guarded by imperial guards day and night, so someone came to report the young master as soon as he entered the city."
Wang Qi'an showed a look of surprise and turned to ask:
"Who is King Hui?"
Fan Liu glanced back and smiled mysteriously:
"Prince Hui's Mansion was originally a annex of the imperial palace. Recently, the Holy Emperor ordered it to be renovated and a plaque was given to officially change its name.
As for who the real owner is, I believe Young Master will know it soon. "
The group passed through the imperial city and arrived at the south gate of the palace city, where they got off the sedan and dismounted.
A group of Shenjie soldiers were waiting outside the door. The leader was half a head taller than Fan Liu, with eyes like copper bells, a sturdy body, and a majestic demeanor.
Fan Liu stepped forward and saluted:
"See Commander Lao!"
It turns out that this person is Laoxiong, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army.
"Just leave the person to me, and the deputy commander can go about his own business," Laoxiong said.
Under the guidance of Laoxiong, Wang Qi'an and his wife walked through many houses and around several winding corridors. They walked for about one stick of incense before stopping in front of a palace door.
The eunuch waiting at the entrance of the palace announced the entrance. After a while, an old eunuch with gray eyebrows came out and said to them:
"I've got you, Commander-in-Chief! You two, come with me."
Lai Xiong knew the opportunity and retreated, followed by Wang Qi'an and Qian Sui through the palace gate.
The main hall is extremely spacious, supported by four huge pillars on each side.
Soldiers wearing black armor and leopard-shaped helmets guarded the surrounding area.
The stone steps rise up at the end of the main hall, and a large desk over three feet long is placed on top.
There are high piles of books on both sides of the table, and a man wearing a yellow and purple dragon robe with a bead curtain and a high crown on his head is burying his head in the case and reviewing the files.
It wasn't until he heard footsteps approaching that he raised his head and looked down.
This person is naturally Qian Hong, the leader of East Vietnam.
When he saw Wang Qi'an and the two of them, he smiled, hurriedly put down the file in his hand, stood up and walked down.
