Volume 3: Across Donglu Chapter 227: The Art of Love

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"Ahem, the Pavilion Master is really a cheerful person. It's better to meet him than to be famous. As long as the Pavilion Master..." Yi Xiaodao straightened his sitting posture slightly and started chattering.

"It's better to meet him than to be famous. I'm so shameless. Let me ask you, do you know the name of our pavilion master?" Fu Qing stood behind Fu Qingsong, stretched out his fingers to scratch his face, and laughed at Yi Xiaodao.

Yi Xiaodao's face turned red.

Fu Qingsong put the tea cup in his hand on the table gently. Fu Qing knew that his father was really angry, so he immediately shut up and stood behind his father without saying a word.

Fu Qingsong saw that his precious daughter had become a little more honest, so he calmly helped Yi Xiaodao: "This is what I asked Shi Wendiao, the master of the Xiangge Pavilion. These two are the two elders of my pavilion, Mr. Xu Lanxi, the elder of the pavilion." Mr. Cai Zhenge, my daughter is talking nonsense, Master Yi must not mind her."

Yi Xiaodao nodded slightly, expressed his gratitude, and said: "Pavilion Master Shi, I asked the Prime Minister to search for information about the rivers and lakes. He has great magical powers. You must have known the purpose of my coming here. As long as you know the whereabouts of my master Si Wangnan, I am willing to pay one million Two pieces of silver as reward."

The smile on Shi Wendiao's face did not diminish, but he shook his head and said: "The information from Xiangge has always been clearly priced, but now we don't want this one million taels if we want another thing from Master Yi. "

Yi Xiaodao straightened his body and held "Si Qing" tightly on his waist. As long as Shi Wendiao said "a head on his neck", Yi Xiaodao immediately attacked without thinking at all.

"Hahahahaha, Master Yi, don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm." Xu Lanxi, the elder at the opposite party, quickly smoothed things over and eased the atmosphere: "We just want the sword around Master Yi's waist."

Shi Wendiao pointed to "Si Qing" on Yi Xiaodao's waist in cooperation, and smiled at Yi Xiaodao without saying a word.

"No, I can't give this sword to you. This is what the master left for me. Please help me exchange it for something else." Yi Xiaodao did not relax. He was asking the Prime Minister, wondering why the other party wanted this "Si" Sir". If we can't reach an agreement, the other party might try to rob us. We only have three people, so we can't afford to be careless.

Shi Wendiao leaned on the table with his chin supported by his hands. He did not act like a master of a pavilion at all, but acted like a child. He said loudly: "Master Yi, there is no need to worry. We need this sword for one night and it will be enough tomorrow morning." , we will personally send it out of the city and return it to Mr. Yi."

"Sir, be careful of fraud." Qin Changqian warned from behind.

After hearing Qin Changqian's reminder, Yi Xiaodao became even more hesitant and asked Xiang Xue Mang: "What do you think?"

Xue Mang was silent for a while and then said: "This sword was given to you by the Great Hero Si. It's up to you to make your own decision."

Yi Xiaodao squeezed "Siqing" tightly, struggled for a while, stood up and said, "It's a gift from my mentor and cannot be given away." After saying that, he was about to go downstairs, followed by Xue Mang and Qin Changqian.

"Mr. Fu Ge, could you please see Master Yi." Shi Wendiao's posture remained unchanged, and his face was still full of smiles: "If Master Yi changes his mind, I will be waiting for you at any time." Yi Xiaodao did not forget to hand over the gift before leaving. One step up, and the city looks terrible.

Yi Xiaodao walked to the stairs and looked at the stairs going downstairs. They were all dark and very similar to the unknown island. If Si Wangnan hadn't cut off his thoughts that night, Yi Xiaodao might have been dead...

"Okay, I promise you, if I don't see this sword tomorrow morning..." Yi Xiaodao turned around and threw "Siqing" violently, and "Siqing" flew towards Shi Wendiao's head.

Shi Wendiao stretched out two fingers, then suddenly stretched out his palm and held "Si Qing" in his hand. His smile froze for a moment and then recovered quickly: "If Mr. Yi doesn't see 'Si Qing' tomorrow morning, Ask the prime minister to wait and see."

"Okay, the person who picked up my master claimed to be from Penglai. May I ask where Penglai is?" Yi Xiaodian had already thrown out and asked his question.

Shi Wendiao looked at Cai Zhen, who was silent next to him. Cai Zhen said leisurely: "Penglai is a fairy mountain on the sea, the closest to the island city in China. As for how to enter Penglai, we don't know anything. Know."

Yi Xiaodao glared at Shi Wendiao angrily: "You dare to play tricks on me? Is there anything else that even the Prime Minister wouldn't know about?"

"Master Yi also knows that we are best informed by asking the Prime Minister. If it is something we don't know, then asking all over the world will be of no use." Shi Wendiao held "Siqing" in his hand and spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he had nothing to do with it. Method.

"I think you knew in advance that I was going to the island city and deliberately used this to trick me!" Yi Xiaodao clenched his fists.

Shi Wendiao put away his smile and said sternly: "If we intend to deceive Master Yi, we can just tell him a place far away so that Master Yi can't tell the truth for a while. Why bother telling the island city that Master Yi is going to? Ask the Prime Minister Since the existence of the Pavilion, there may have been delays in news, but there has never been any deception. Mr. Yi must not make fun of the reputation of the Prime Minister!"

Yi Xiaodao thought about it carefully and thought it made sense. He felt a little relieved and said, "I hope Master Shi will keep his promise. I want to see my sword early tomorrow morning!" After saying that, he went downstairs without looking back. .

Everyone in Wenxiang Pavilion watched Yi Xiaodao leave, but Fu Qingsong didn't say goodbye and sat back down. Fu Qing sat down where Yi Xiaodao had just been, crossing his legs and laughing non-stop.

"Master Yi is so cowardly, I will scare him if I show him the sword!"

"Crazy girl" Fu Qingsong scolded, then turned to Shi Wendiao and said, "Pavilion Master, it's not too late, let's start as soon as possible."

Shi Wendiao nodded, and together with the three pavilion elders below, the four of them looked at Fu Qing.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Fu Qing saw his two uncles and the eldest brother of the pavilion master looking at him. He noticed something was wrong and couldn't help but sit upright.

Fu Qingsong grabbed Fu Qing's arm, pulled Fu Qing to the front of Shi Wendiao's seat, rolled up Fu Qing's sleeves, revealing his white and tender jade arms like lotus roots. Shi Wendiao pulled out "Siqing", a sword light flashed by, and there was a blood mark on Fu Qing's white and tender arm.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Fu Qing was a little panicked.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid. Dad won't hurt you. He is helping you." Fu Qingsong took out a medicine bottle and sprinkled the powder on Fu Qing's arm. The wound absorbed the powder and slowly started to heal.

Elders Cai Zhen and Xu Lanxi walked up to Shi Wendiao. Fu Qingsong let go of his daughter's arm. The three of them stood in a row, made hand gestures and pointed at the sword's edge. The passionate blood on the sword's edge slowly blended into the blade and disappeared, emitting a bright red luster.

Shi Wendiao let go of the hilt of his sword, took up his hand and pointed it at the hilt. "Si Qing" was floating in the air without anyone holding it.

"Love is clear, lust is overwhelming; like taking a blood oath, life or death is a matter of life." The four of them muttered something.

"Siqing" was filled with red light for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the red light was quietly restrained in the blade of the sword. The dazzling red light was gone, and only some luster occasionally flashed on the lines of "Siqing".

The wound on Fu Qing's hand has completely healed, but no one cares about it now. Fu Qing himself asked aloud: "Dad, what are you doing? Didn't we agree that we would ask the Prime Minister to help Mr. Yi?"

After the red light subsided, there were beads of sweat on the foreheads of the four of them, and the two pavilion elders, Cai Zhen and Xu Lanxi, were panting heavily.

Fu Qingsong said: "Yes, although the imperial court only allocated 5,000 Yulin troops to Lord Yi, Lord Yi still has the emperor's mandate after all. We are right to choose Lord Yi."

"Sister Qing'er, don't worry about this. We have just cast a love-drawing spell on the sword. As long as you take the sword and take Master Yi's blood tomorrow morning, the spell will be completed. From now on, you and Yi The adults can only be together. If one person betrays the other, this sword will pursue the evil for thousands of miles and will kill the traitor. There is no way to change it!" Shi Wendiao explained.

Fu Qing was shocked and said quickly: "No! Why do you do this love trick to me and him! I don't want to be with him! Besides, Mr. Yi has already been engaged, and it's not like you don't know about things in the capital. , if he finds out, let’s ask the prime minister if he can still have a good life!”

The four of them looked at each other, and finally Fu Qingsong took his daughter and said, "Qing'er, dad doesn't want to, but there's nothing we can do about it. King Donglu is dead, bandits are everywhere, wars are frequent, and various factions in Donglu Although the reputation is outstanding, it has long been reduced to nothing. When the imperial court regained Nanhuai, even Confucius rushed to curry favor with the imperial court and sent his five sons to accompany the army to help in the war. Can we not do this? "

"Although it's a good thing that you can achieve this, you are betraying someone after all. We ask Xiangge that we have always been upright, but we can't help ourselves." Xu Lanxige sighed and said.

"The foundation of our ancestors must not be destroyed in our hands!" Cai Zhenweng said in a loud voice. Although he likes this sweet girl on weekdays, he cannot afford to be careless when it comes to important matters that are crucial to the rise and fall of the prime minister.

Shi Wendiao sighed and said to Du Qing: "Wen Xiangge has no other skills. He is not good at conquest. It is not like the Confucius Sect and other Jianghu Sects who sent troops to help. Now it is not easy for Master Yi to ask for help. If you don't catch Take advantage of this opportunity... As long as you follow Mr. Yi, and with His Majesty's favor and trust towards Mr. Yi, Wenxiang Pavilion will surely prosper again!"

The righteousness was suppressed one by one, so much that Fu Qing felt a little breathless and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Shi Wendiao winked at Qingsong and led the two pavilion elders away with their swords. Only the father and daughter were left in the attic.

"Dad didn't agree at first, but there's nothing I can do... But I just took a look at Mr. Yi. Although he looks silly, he's alert and smart, and his future is limitless! If you follow him, You will never suffer a loss.”

Seeing that Fu Qing lowered his head and said nothing, Fu Qingsong continued: "If you really don't want to, I will go to the pavilion master and ask him to find a man at random, fall for this love spell, and then kill him. What do you want? How about next?"

There are still no words to show my love.

"What do you mean, dad? Although it is to ask about the prime minister's plan for the prosperity of the pavilion, dad also doesn't want to wrong you. If you really don't want to, dad will go find the master of the pavilion. If you are willing, you can go on the road with Mr. Yi tomorrow. That's it. If you can't make up your mind, ask your mother and see what she thinks." After Fu Qingsong finished speaking, he sighed and left.

The sky was full of stars. When Yi Xiaodao returned to the military camp, Fu Qing also returned home. He looked up and saw that the light in his mother's room was still on.

I opened the door and looked at my mother embroidering under the lamp. I couldn't help crying: "Mom!"