Zhao Zhengli didn't want to get involved in the chaos of the court, but this time Ji Yanyu secretly set him up, and it was difficult for him to bear it. Zhao Zhengli was thinking about a question, could the brothel Miaoyin Pavilion also be a faction fighting for the party? What did Zhang Ziya want to do by repeatedly provoking the literati in the court? Could it be that the position of Miaoyin Pavilion, which suppresses the prince and the civil servants of the faction, is that of the king of the city?
The prince Song Chaoyang appears to be humble on the surface, but in reality the city is very deep. The sweet-tongued prince is highly sought after by scholars and civil servants, and most of the civil servants in the court favor him. The king of the city, who is a military general, is extremely frank. Several state and county officers followed him. The rehabilitated old emperor knew that the morale of the army was terrible, and was afraid that his third son, the King of the City, would follow his old path, so he decisively sent the King of the City back to the capital, and intentionally or unintentionally slowly weakened the military power of all parties.
The second prince is mentally retarded and has been half-mad and half-stupid since he was nine years old. The fourth prince was pierced to death by thousands of arrows when he was rehabilitated by Emperor Qing. The fifth prince committed suicide after failing to break out in an ambush. The sixth prince was used to fighting since he was a child and did not enter the official career or join the army. Finally, I started cultivating Taoism with Tianshi Zhao. The youngest Seventh Prince was born to the maid before the old emperor was rehabilitated. He was withdrawn and not good at talking. The concubine whom the maid consecrated a few years ago died, and the Seventh Prince also disappeared in the palace. Some people say After death, some people say that he quietly escaped to the people.
According to age, he should be nineteen now.
For now, the entire court is divided into two factions: civil and military. Wen is the prince's party, and Wu is the city king's party. They are also the only choices for the civil and military officials among the remaining five emperors.
The three saints of the temple, the imperial army, and the eunuchs are all under the emperor's personal guard and are not allowed to participate in any court disputes. If found, it will affect the family sect. This is also the reason why Emperor Qing favored Zhao Tianshi when Zhao Zhengli was granted the title last time.
Now Ji Yanyu of Miaoyin Pavilion used Zhang Ziya to drag Zhao Zhengli into the water, which naturally made him furious. He has a special position; the consequences are hard to believe.
Zhao Zhengli asked the Bi sisters to clean up the backyard, and told the two sisters to answer truthfully when they were searched by the imperial army. There was no need to hide the information about Zhang Ziya's return. After all, there were maids and servants arranged by the old emperor; the three of them could not hide this matter.
He himself quickly went to Miaoyin Pavilion. Daozhang Zhao entered the inner courtyard directly from the back door. Waiting for him in the inner courtyard was the madam. The woman with old arms and legs had thick rouge and gouache on her face and was wearing fancy clothes. She was shaking Holding a round fan in his hand: "Taoist Master Zhao, Miss Ji asked the old lady to tell you that she is seeing a visitor, please wait for a moment!"
Zhao Zhengli couldn't care less when he was angry. Even if he saw the King of Heaven, he would have to ask her to find out. What's more, it would waste his precious time reading Taoist classics.
He directly ignored the madam and walked towards the second floor. The madam panicked and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Is Taoist Master unreasonable?"
Zhao Zhengli snorted coldly: "When have you ever reasoned with me?"
After saying that, Zhao Zhengli jumped up to the second floor by stepping on the table and chairs. The madam didn't expect that he was so good at qinggong, so he was slightly startled: "Miss Ji, Taoist priest Zhao broke into the second floor!"
As soon as Zhao Zhengli landed in the corridor on the second floor, Ji Yanyu shouted in the private room: "No..."
The next moment, several silver needles were shot out of the window. Zhao Zhengli was shocked and turned sideways to avoid it. The silver needles instantly penetrated the wooden pillars of the attic. At the same time, a strong man rushed out of the private room with a big knife. The strong man raised the big knife and was about to kill him. He slashed at Zhao Zhengli, who was also ready for a fight. Ji Yanyu quickly followed and shouted: "Teng Yuhui, stop it!"
The strong man with a beard glanced at the fair and tender Taoist Zhao unwillingly: "Huh! You don't understand the rules, you are lucky."
Seeing the two of them stop, Ji Yanyu hurriedly scolded Teng Yuhui in his prime: "If you don't go down quickly, you will lose your life in the capital sooner or later!"
The rough guy was scolded by Ji Yanyu for some reason. It was obvious that the pretty boy in front of him was unruly, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions and retreated downstairs angrily.
Little did they know that Ji Yanyu was trying to save him, because he was not strong enough to beat the pretty boy in front of him. Fortunately, the Miaoyin Pavilion was not open in the morning and no one was present.
Ji Yanyu glanced at the angry Taoist priest with her beautiful eyes, and she squeezed out a smile that she thought could ease the relationship: "Taoist priest, let's go into the room to talk?"
Zhao Zhengli walked into the elegant room silently. The decoration in the room was warm and fragrant like jade, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere everywhere. Seeing Ji Yanyu enter the room and close the door, Zhao Zhengli turned sideways and grabbed her plump neck. Ji Yanyu sided and avoided it lightly. Then, Zhao Zhengli swiped his claws, but she leaned back and dodged it, and retreated to a safe distance with a funny smile on his face: "Does the Taoist Master want to be rough with Yan Yu? But I like gentle ones. .”
What greeted him was Daochang Zhao's claws in his bag. He left an afterimage on the spot. At the same time, he secretly circulated his Qi to build up momentum. It seemed that he would subdue this evildoer before he spoke. How could Ji Yanyu be willing to sit back and wait for death? She jumped up. He stood up, his eyes slightly startled; Hong Lip hurriedly explained: "There must be a misunderstanding, Master Zhao!"
What answered her was a huge zhenqi palm seal, which grabbed her from mid-air, and then Taoist Zhao grabbed Bai Jing's neck without mercy, and said with a sullen face: "Why are you harming me? Are you from the king of the city or the prince?" People?"
Ji Yanyu struggled for a few times, and Zhao Zhengli realized that the pinch was tighter, so he exerted a little more force. The beauty in his hand coughed and said: "I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding among the Taoist priests! I am not a prince's party, let alone a city king's party. The imperial court has nothing to do with it!”
Zhao Zhengli's eyes turned cold: "Oh? Then tell me why you asked Zhang Ziya to do those three things?"
There was a sad smile on that beautiful face: "Yan Yu just picked three of the most difficult things in the capital. She thought that Zhang Ziya would give up when she saw the difficulties, but who would have expected that he would actually do them one by one!"
Zhao Zhengli naturally did not believe such a simple and simple reason, and asked instead: "Then why didn't you let him belittle the military generals? Instead, you chose a scholar and left a limerick?"
Ji Yanyu did not answer but made a request: "Taoist Master, can you let go of your neck first? Even if you don't pinch Yan Yu, you are still no match for you!"
Zhao Zhengli thought about it for a while, and he couldn't completely offend her until the matter was serious enough to silence her, so he slowly let go, leaving bright red fingerprints on her fair and jade-like neck. He rubbed it and smiled bitterly: "Taoist priest is really a little bit. You don’t pity your beauty, but just now Yan Yu saw a murderous intention in Taoist Priest’s eyes, so I will forgive you because you are so handsome!”
Zhao Zhengli frowned: "Answer the question!"
She fell into deep thought for a moment, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a hint of disdain and ridicule: "Writing is based on pen and method is confused. Those Confucian scholars and saints standing in the temple only know how to talk on paper. When have they ever gone out to care about people's livelihood? When have they been to the front line and witnessed it?" The cruelty of war? The soldiers who fought bloody battles did not die on the battlefield, but died under the pens of the literati who thought they were loyal to the emperor and patriotic. They completely forgot that the group of civil servants who were standing in the court five years ago were the first to defect to the city. Emperor Qing even flattered and wrote an imperial edict on his ascension to the throne, so who should he not belittle them?"
The pretty face that became more and more angry as she spoke made Zhao Zhengli detect some deep secret. He carefully looked at the sarcastic and resentful beauty in front of him: "Are you a remnant of the previous dynasty?"
When Ji Yanyu heard this, she reacted angrily: "You are the remnant! This princess..."
She sensed something was wrong and quickly shut up, her beautiful face turned crimson in an instant.
Zhao Zhengli waved his hand and stopped provoking her: "I am not interested in the affairs of the court at all. I just want to practice Tao in a down-to-earth manner."
After saying that, he was about to leave. Ji Yanyu looked a little panicked and shouted: "Zhao Zhengli! If outsiders know the secret, I will be the first to kill you. Even if I can't kill you, I will hit you to death with blood splattered all over you!" "
Taoist priest Zhao turned to look at the frightened beauty: "I am not greedy for power, I only like money and beauties. If you want to block the entrance of this Taoist, you can use wealth and sex to block this Taoist!"
After saying that, he jumped down from the second floor window of Miaoyin Pavilion and joined the disappearing crowd on the street.
The madam and Teng Yuhui, who had been downstairs, anxiously went upstairs and asked, "Miss, he didn't do anything to you, right?"
Ji Yanyu shook her head blankly, a trace of fatigue flashed across her delicate face: "I just let it slip, and he found out my identity."
The madam and Teng Yuhui were shocked: "What?"
Teng Yuhui stroked his beard and said deeply, "It's better to silence him!"
Ji Yanyu said quickly: "You are no match for him, this person is the demon in the world!"
Teng Yuhui's eyes widened and his beard twitched: "This, this, such a young pretty face?"
After the old bustard recovered, he said decisively: "Then ask him to take action?"
Ji Yanyu looked at the crowded street, thought for a while, and sighed: "Don't move around for now, observe him first and then make a decision!"
The two were silent for a moment and nodded silently in response.
It was almost noon when Zhao Zhengli returned to Tianshi Mansion, and he was reading Qi Yunshan's "Taisu Double Realm" when an old man with a silver beard and crane hair suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could react, he was swept up to the top floor of the attic. What comes into view is a 19-way chessboard, followed by a simple tea set and nothing else. Looking out, you can see half of the capital city, as if you are overlooking all living beings.
The old man with a silver beard and white hair was Master Zhao. He stared at Zhao Zhengli with a dull look on his face: "I heard that there is a middle-aged man named Zhang Ziya who came to Beijing with you?"
Zhao Zhengli nodded.
Zhao Tianshi asked in a more serious tone: "Where is he now?"
That look seemed to see him through.
Zhao Zhengli answered truthfully: "Leaving the city!"
Zhao Tianshi released his pressure and asked: "Where is it outside the city?"
The Grand Master suddenly released his majestic Qi, making his heart feel as heavy as a thousand pounds and making his breathing labored.
He shook his head under pressure: "I don't know!"
Zhao Tianshi's pressure became even stronger, and his originally peaceful voice became like the might of God: "Is it true that he doesn't know or he just pretends not to know? Do you know what kind of rebellious things he has done in recent days?"
Zhao Zhengli felt as if the apocalypse was coming, and struggled to answer under pressure: "I just found out this morning. I didn't pay attention at first, but when I realized it, he had already left the city. He didn't know about the trail he took. The trail has been going to and from the Tianshi Mansion for more than half a month. The attic and my own mansion, the Bi family sisters and the maids and servants in the mansion can testify to this."
He asked again: "Then why did you go to Miaoyin Pavilion, a brothel in the outer city, so early in the morning?"
Zhao Zhengli's expression moved slightly: "Xiaodao has a half-year contract with the oiran of Miaoyin Pavilion. She asks Xiaodao to visit the brothel at irregular times every month to help the brothel attract customers, and gives me more than a thousand taels of silver as a reward. Xiaodao has to study various Taoist schools in the past few days. Classic, so I decided to cancel the contract in the morning."
After saying that, he took out the contract certificate Zhang Ziya gave him early in the morning.
Master Zhao then calmed down, then withdrew his pressure and said in a deep voice: "Follow the old man to go to the palace to be a saint. Just explain it truthfully and clearly!"
