"How dare a poor man from the countryside dare to lower his rank to greet me?"
Outside the door of a grand official residence, Hulu smiled and nodded at a middle-aged man.
This person was Tong Guan, who had just been recalled to the capital from the northwest army by Zhao Ji, and became a general and prime minister as a eunuch. He was then the supervisor of the northwest army and headed the Privy Council.
Although he is a raceless boy, Tong Guansheng is far more manly than ordinary boys. Not only is his body tall and shoulders broad, his back is broad, but his chin also has a beard that looks like steel needles and wires.
With such an appearance, coupled with the prestige of being in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops for many years and the cultivation of a great master who has practiced the pure and strong "Tiangang Boy Skill", he is really as moving as a tiger walking and a dragon walking, and as quiet as a Yuan Ting mountain. It is intimidating to people, and those with a weaker mind may be at a loss in spite of themselves.
But of course Hulu was not among them. Facing Tong Guan who was greeted by him personally, he looked calm and chatted and laughed happily.
Tong Guan did not dare to take advantage of Hu Lu, who was favored by Zhao Ji but never touched power and wealth. On the contrary, he was more respected by Zhao Ji and had a transcendent status without joining the court. Tong Guan's square face was full of smiles. After repeated greetings about their identities, they invited Hulu to accompany him all the way to the house.
The two parties sat down separately in the hall. After Tong Guan called for tea, he dismissed all the waiters, and his expression turned serious: "This time, the official ordered Tong to go to the Liao Kingdom together with the Taoist priest, but I don't know what the chief has prepared." How's it going?"
Hu Lu smiled and said: "Haojiao Tongxiang learned that there are three great masters who have responded to the official decree this time, namely Zen Master Xuji, the abbot of Shaolin, Mr. Zhou Tong, the 'Iron Arm', and the author of "Wanshou Taoist Canon" 》Master Huang Shanghuang. In addition, recently, Gongsun Sheng, a disciple of Erxianshan Luo Zhenren, went out to travel in the mountains after achieving great success in practicing Taoism. After learning about this, he is also willing to contribute to the court. He has mastered Yin Shen Taoism to a high level, which is enough to be worthy of a The great master of martial arts."
Among the four people he mentioned, Huang Shang already held an official position, and Zhou Tong was half a member of the imperial court. Shaolin had always been inextricably linked with the government, so it was only natural to respond to Zhao Ji's call. Gongsun Sheng, nicknamed "Ruyunlong", had secretly taken a high position on Liangshan Mountain. This time he came to the capital to meet Hu Yuan to discuss some matters on the order of Lin Chong, the leader of the Dazhai, so he came to the troubled waters when the meeting happened.
Tong Guan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's the best. This time Tong also brought two new grand masters from the Western Army who have achieved enlightenment and breakthrough on the battlefield. One is Wang Jin, the former gun and stick instructor of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army, and the other is It’s Mr. Zhou Tong’s disciple Lu Junyi, plus Taoist Priest you and Tong, no matter what happens, we should be able to cope with it.”
Hu Yuan had already known this, but at this moment he got out of the state of astonishment, hesitated a little and said: "That Lu Junyi once had a relationship with Pindao, and he is indeed a good man who hides his extravagance. As for Wang Jin, forgive Pindao for speaking bluntly, This person seems to have some issues with Captain Gao..."
Tong Guan waved his big hand and said domineeringly: "At present, the state affairs, Lieutenant Gao also need to understand the general situation. Tong will discuss this matter with him!"
In fact, Hu Yuan also knew that with Gao Qiu's shrewdness, he did not have the face of Tong Guan, and he would never openly seek bad luck for a great master of martial arts because of a little personal grudge back then. Bringing up this matter now was to prevent him. Gao Qiu secretly resorted to tricks. After all, this kind of people may not be enough to succeed, but they are definitely more than enough to fail.
After eliminating all possible hidden dangers without leaving a trace, Hu Long discussed the details of the trip with Tong Guan in detail. It took more than an hour before he declined the other party's hospitality and said goodbye and returned to his Taoist temple.
As soon as he arrived at the door of "Xuanqing Temple", he saw a young Taoist priest with an impressive figure and a handsome appearance. He kept looking around, and then shouted angrily: "Minghui, it's time to practice, why are you still here? mix?"
This little Taoist priest is Hu Yuan's second disciple in this life, Fang Tianding. Because of his sensitive status, he usually only shows his name to others by his Taoist name "Minghui".
Fang Tian was destined to be the beloved son of Fang La, the leader of the Ming Cult. He had developed a rebellious character since he was a child, but after becoming a disciple of Hu Long, he was punished several times by the scheming Hu Long, who had already treated him well. Respect and fear.
Hearing Hu Long's unkind tone at this moment, he involuntarily shrank his neck, stepped forward with a smile, respectfully saluted and said: "Master, it's not that I'm lazy, but a big thing happened just now, and I have to ask Master to come and get it." I advocate, so this disciple is specially here to welcome you."
Hu Long was startled, and subconsciously activated the magical power of "Heaven Seeing and Earth Hearing". In an instant, he could see everything in the Taoist temple, and then a strange look appeared on his face.
He waved his hand to stop Fang Tianding, who had a mysterious look on his face, from speaking, and walked straight towards the door.
Fang Tianding was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of all the miraculous things his master had done on a daily basis. He guessed that he must have learned the whole story in this moment, and hurriedly followed behind.
The master and apprentice passed through several doors and entered a secluded courtyard at the back.
Hu Long stepped into the courtyard gate, and the first thing he saw was a huge black eagle dominating the front roof.
This flat-haired beast is obviously a different species. It is taller than an adult man from head to tail. Its shiny feathers are as black as ink, but there is a faint golden light at the edges. Its hooked beak is like iron, its claws are like steel, and it has a pair of sharp yellow eyes that look down. Below, when Hu Yuan entered the door, he was ready to pounce down.
Just after being glanced at by Hu Long, the black eagle immediately sensed a huge threat in the dark, and moved a few steps away in horror, as if it wanted to stay as far away from the terrifying creature below as possible.
Hu Long's eyes moved downwards and he saw two people standing under a sycamore tree in the middle of the yard.
One of them is Murong Yan, the eldest disciple whom he has not seen for three years, and the other is Xu Ziwan, the eldest lady of the "Lingjiu Palace" who had a sword duel with Murong Yan.
At this moment, Murong Yan still pretends to be a young master from an aristocratic family, wearing rich clothes and jade belt, and wears rare family heirlooms to cover up her feminine features. Compared with three years ago, she looks even more plump and graceful. Wearing a purple palace skirt, Aster looks even more bright and elegant. Standing side by side, these two looked like a match made in heaven.
Hu Long even noticed that the buckle of the jade belt around Murong Yan's waist was shaped like a sword hilt. It was clearly the "crape myrtle soft sword" that Xu Ziyuan used at the time, and his family-hered sword was hanging on Xu Ziyuan's Yingying. A grip on the side of the slender waist.
"Did you... even exchange tokens?"
Even though Hu Long had always been open-minded, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch at this moment, and he didn't know how to speak.
"Master!"
After three years of experience in the arena, Murong Yan's martial arts have obviously improved by leaps and bounds. Although she still couldn't catch Hu Yuan's footsteps and Qi movements, she had already noticed the strange movement of the sacred sculpture on the roof. When she raised her eyes and looked towards the door, she saw what she was looking at. Hu Lu, when he opened his mouth and called out, his usually cold and calm face suddenly showed some embarrassment and panic, but he finally stepped forward quickly to greet him respectfully.
Xu Ziyuan was not shy at all, and followed Murong Yan forward step by step, gave a generous salute, and called herself "junior".
Hu Long numbly waved his hand to signal the two young men to excuse themselves, but lamented in his heart: "What is this? A female version of the Condor Heroes?"
