Returning from the Star-Zhaing Tower, King Luo looked sad.
According to her, the National Master rarely speaks outright about the future.
It is against the law of heaven to peek into the secrets of heaven. If you tell others carelessly, you will be punished by heaven, which is the backlash of heaven.
Although the Imperial Master didn't say much this time, it was no different from what he had said.
Feng Tian kills the Duke with a sword, will Duke Zhao die in the hands of the sword holder? Is it him? The Duke will die in his hands? …
King Luo raised his eyes and found that Jiang Wuji had been looking out the window, seemingly worried.
"The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Don't worry." King Luo comforted Jiang Wuji, fearing that Jiang Wuji would be too stressed.
Never thought about it.
Jiang Wuji: "Huh?"
Fat-headed fish: "??"
"Oh." Jiang Wuji reacted.
I'm regretting that I didn't see the imperial master who went out to bathe. Can't we just wait until the time comes? What's there to worry about?
Jiang Wuji: "I just want to help His Highness solve problems."
The fat-headed fish was stunned for a moment, and a slight warmth rose in his heart.
"Da da da……"
The mottled wheels ran over the bluestone slabs full of traces of time.
The two people sat opposite each other in the car. Although they didn't talk, the silence was better than the sound.
Isn't it like this when love first blooms? As long as you sit next to the person you like, even if you don't speak, the air will be sweet.
After returning home, Jiang Wuji explained the evening's itinerary.
Elastic Bear had nothing to say, it was just to remind Jiang Wuji not to forget about the robbery.
Lu Xiaolu wanted to follow, but was too embarrassed to speak, so Jiang Wuji didn't give her a chance to speak.
Finally, although Wan'er has a girly temper, she is still very sensible in these matters. She just told her not to drink too much and just remember to go home.
Taking the Baihua ointment given by Bouncy Bear and letting Wan'er's essential oil open... and massaged, it was evening.
The banquet was held in Prince Luo's Mansion, and in addition to Jiang Wuji, the entourage escorting the Queen Mother were also on the invitation list.
In addition, many officials from the court and central government came, and the Queen Mother also took this opportunity to leave the palace again.
The night is sultry and the lights are bright.
The huge Luo Prince's Mansion was full of people and it was very lively.
Jiang Wuji is a master who is afraid of trouble, especially the flattery of others.
Therefore, I made an agreement with Qinghe in advance to enter through the back door to avoid the politeness and a series of useless communication in the front hall. (Eighteen-year-old author, never knows the word count)
As everyone took their seats one by one, tonight's banquet finally kicked off.
The fat-headed fish in official uniform was sitting in the main seat. She usually did not wear makeup tonight, and she seemed to have deliberately put on makeup tonight.
The smell of the domineering female president became stronger.
She could handle such a small scene completely.
It is worth mentioning that there is a temporary pavilion behind the fat-headed fish, which is specially prepared for the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother was inside at this time, but the curtains hanging on all sides blocked everyone's view.
"Wuji..."
Yang Hongshan, who was sitting at the same table as Jiang Wuji, covered his mouth with his hands and lowered his voice as much as possible.
"What?" Jiang Wuji asked.
"Although you have made great contributions to the assassination of the Queen Mother, you can't keep an eye on it. There are so many people. It's best to be careful..."
Jiang Wuji was slightly startled.
He just felt that the Queen Mother was looking at him, so he kept staring at the small pavilion.
Yang Hongshan reminded him like this, but it turned out that he was a little bit...
At the same time, he accidentally discovered that the fat-headed fish had scratched him hard, to which Jiang Wuji could only touch the bridge of his nose and laugh.
I feel a little guilty when I stare at someone else's "mother queen"...
There is nothing to say about the banquet.
It's nothing more than a compliment from the fat-headed fish, and then he's elevated to the level of Dali Qianqiu.
After the opening remarks, music was played and dancing began.
Everyone moved from cup to cup, and if they could praise, they would praise it; if they couldn't, they would praise it forcefully. The main thing was to lick it.
The scene was very lively, but everyone was thinking about the same thing, and their eyes drifted to the table at the end from time to time.
Following everyone's gaze, Jiang Wuji saw a female swordsman in white.
Ouch, so sassy, so lustful, so wanting...huh? Jiang Wuji suppressed his random thoughts.
The other party's decoration is very simple, with a red satin tied up in a high ponytail, and his white clothes are spotless.
She has delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, and a standard oval face that makes her chin look particularly delicate.
This person is the descendant of the swordsman of the East China Sea, Nangong Su, a natural sword breeder.
There is a man next to Nangong Su, dressed as a scholar, who is somewhat similar to Nangong Su.
He is Nangong Su's younger brother, named Nangong Jue, and is a first-rate master.
According to the information given by the fat-headed fish, Nangong Jue is an ignorant and unskilled person. Most of the resources given to Nangong Su by the Sword Master were used on him, and he was forced to become a first-class master. Otherwise, Nangong Su could at least be ahead of schedule. Become a master in three years or even three years.
However, all this was done voluntarily by Nangong Su, or even at her own request.
Nangong·Fu Di Mo·Su.
After three rounds of wine, I was slightly tipsy.
Just when everyone was wondering why Nangong Su was so "quiet", Nangong Jue suddenly coughed loudly and stood up unsteadily.
Seeing this situation, King Luo, who had been prepared for it, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Is the meal I prepared not to your liking?"
The Sword Master of the East China Sea is well-known for being a calf protector, and the relationship between the East China Sea and Dali has been delicate in the past two years. Although it is not as tense as the northwest of Liang Kingdom, there has always been the intention of backstabbing at any time.
Things on the Xueyuan side haven't ended yet. Donghai has sent envoys to visit here. In addition, Dongding King Pei Shijie, who is guarding the pass, has ulterior motives. It is difficult not to make people suspect that the three countries have secretly colluded together to form an outpost. Get involved in Dali.
Therefore, King Luo was extremely unfavorable to the Nangong siblings. He just wanted to protect the demeanor of a great country and not openly fall out with them.
Nangong Jue grinned and gave a very perfunctory salute to King Luo: "It's not that it's unpalatable, it's just that it's not much different from what I usually eat in Donghai. I really can't whet my appetite."
The implication: The food tonight is similar to what I usually eat. What kind of celebration banquet is this?
Except for a few rough guys from the Forbidden Army, all the people present were smart people, and Nangong Jue's overtones could be heard without anyone reminding him.
Therefore, before they finished speaking, each of them had their faces downcast and stared at the siblings.
However, facing Nangong Jue's insinuation, King Luo smiled disapprovingly and said: "I see, it's my fault for being negligent."
"Dali is people-oriented. Extravagance and waste by court officials has always been a serious crime, but...if all officials don't shrink their clothes and diet, how can they know that summer is hot and winter is cold?"
"If we don't know the suffering of the people, how can we talk about the peace and tranquility of the country and the people?"
"It seems that the East China Sea is better. I think the people of the East China Sea will be envious of Mr. Nangong's daily life."
Oh, the fat-headed fish is not weak in aggression... Jiang Wuji sighed secretly and gave him a look that said, "You are worthy of being my woman."
Come to think of it, if you are not aggressive, how can you serve as a group starter in the future?
Nangong Jue's face flushed red from the rebuke, and he hesitated for a long time without being able to form a single word.
At this time, Nangong Su stood up and bowed. His beautiful eyes were clear and his voice was like a cold spring: "My brother has always been outspoken and has no other intentions. Don't blame His Highness Prince Luo."
King Luo drank a glass of wine slowly, then raised his chin slightly: "It doesn't matter, I just want my brother to remember that misfortune comes from the mouth."
Hearing this, Nangong Jue's eyes were about to burst, he gritted his teeth and almost cursed.
After Nangong Su glared at him, he sat down angrily and just drank.
After dealing with the farce, Nangong Su's eyes fell on Jiang Wuji.
Jiang Wuji: "(-,-)"
"I have always heard of the outstanding people in Dali. During this visit, Jiang Yindao's reputation is like thunder."
Come on, come on, the main plot has finally begun... Jiang Wuji clasped his fists and smiled: "False fame, false fame, low-key, low-key, hehe."
"..."
Nangong Su took out a bamboo slip from his arms and said calmly: "Jiang Yindao is humble. I heard that Jiang Yindao is extremely talented. Before leaving, my master specially asked Jiang Yindao to take a look at this thing."
Before Jiang Wuji could speak, King Luo took the lead and asked, "What is it?"
Nangong Su held up the bamboo slips with both hands, and his cold expression became more serious: "This is a sword intention left by my master. It took me two hours to understand its mystery."
"If Jiang Yandao can comprehend it, he can acquire his master's secret skill - dragon slaying!"
There was an uproar before the words were finished.
"Slay the dragon?"
"Is there a dragon-slaying sword technique on this bamboo slip?"
"What is the intention of the Sword Master of the East China Sea? Is he so kind?"
"Didn't you hear her say that she wants to comprehend? If Jiang Yindao can't comprehend, doesn't it mean that Jiang Yindao is not as good as a mere woman?"
"Sir, it's best to say this less often in the future. It seems to be contemptuous of women..."
The famous swordsmanship of Donghai Sword Master is "Slaying the Dragon". Different from Tingfeng's swordsmanship, "Slaying the Dragon" is meant to be fierce and powerful.
When the sword is drawn out, it can kill the dragon.
It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to understand this kind of unique skill so easily.
Seeing this, King Luo asked on behalf of Jiang Wuji: "What if I can't comprehend it?"
"The sword intent enters the body, the meridians are severed, the cultivation is completely lost, and the person becomes a useless person!"
"?!"
"presumptuous!"
King Luo stood up angrily, with no trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
A foreigner came to the capital of Dali and wanted to destroy the proud son of Dali in the name of enlightenment?
Can this be tolerated?
As long as Nangong Su doesn't back up what he said, King Luo will immediately send someone to capture him!
However, Nangong Su was not afraid in the face of danger, and his expression did not even change at all.
"Your Highness, please calm down. If Jiang Yin Dao is timid, I can just take back the bamboo slips."
"Just in the future, please ask Dali not to worry about the Dragon-Slaying Sword anymore. It's not that the master doesn't give it a chance, it's that Dali doesn't want it."
A method of provoking generals?
With such a clumsy method, can I fall into your trap?
"Ambition, here comes someone..." Just when King Luo was about to take action, Jiang Wuji, who had been unable to intervene, spoke up.
"What if I can understand it?"
Nangong Su's eyes narrowed and he said calmly: "As I said just now, if one can comprehend it, Jiang Yindao can master the dragon-slaying sword technique."
"whispering sound."
Jiang Wuji sneered: "Sister, let me ask you, is the Dragon Slaying Sword the best martial arts in the world?"
"The number one in the world should be the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen."
"Then why do you think that I will take the risk to learn the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique?"
"..."
"If you don't dare..."
"It's not that I don't dare, it's that the stakes are not enough!"
Not enough stakes? How many people in the world want to learn the Dragon Slaying Sword, but this is not enough?
Nangong Su couldn't answer the question for a while.
She knew that what she was going to use was the provoking method, but it was useless to just talk about it.
People in the East China Sea call her a sword madman. In addition to taking care of her younger brother, she only practices swordsmanship on weekdays.
Therefore, being sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued is not her strong point, and she even hates it. If she hadn't made plans for her brother to become a master in the future, she wouldn't have come to Dali.
Jiang Wuji stood up, bowed to the fat-headed fish on the main seat, and at the same time cast a "reassured" look.
"It's okay if you want me to understand it, but I have to add a bet."
"..."
Nangong Su was a little angry. In her opinion, any danger was worth trying in order to obtain the dragon-slaying sword technique.
Although destroying Jiang Wuji was one of her missions on this trip, it did not conflict with anger.
I never thought that people like Dali didn't take it seriously at all, especially Jiang Wuji, who could clearly feel that he had no interest in slaying the dragon.
So angry!
Nangong Su said with a cold face: "You tell me."
"Donghai wants to step on Dali so much, so Jiang doesn't need to treat him politely."
Jiang Wuji smiled and said, "If I can comprehend it, how about asking Miss Nangong to serve me for a month?"
"You want me to be your maid?"
"Wrong! She is a maid. She has to serve and bathe and warm the bed."
"You are shameless!"
"Haha, forget it if you don't dare."
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The tit-for-tat confrontation a second ago was about the face of the court.
Why did he suddenly become so...indecent?
Then I thought about it.
If Nangong Su really becomes Jiang Wuji's maid, then the East China Sea Dynasty will lose all face, whether it's a day or a month.
Nowadays, the East China Sea is controlled by Tianjian Island, and the East China Sea Protector Cauldron is kept by the Sword Master. It is self-evident how important its descendants are.
It is said that Nangong Su is also the saint of Tianjian Island and the heir to the East China Sea Guo Guo Ding.
In the East China Sea, young talents who want to marry Nangong Su are overwhelmed.
Such a dazzling beauty of heaven became the maid in the family of Dali Fengtiansi Yin Dao.
This, this is so cool...
"Sister, this guy must be pretending to let him understand!"
Nangong Jue's expression was gloomy. He thought he had seen through Jiang Wuji, but in fact, his brain was on fire.
Nangong Su, on the other hand, is arrogant and thinks that he will not lose to anyone in terms of martial arts talent.
In addition, whether the mission of this trip can be completed is very close. If you miss this opportunity, when will your brother become a master?
Therefore, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, she prefers to travel to tiger mountains.
"Okay, I promise you, but if you want me, Nangong Su, to be your maid, you can't study for longer than me."
"It's a deal!" Jiang Wuji immediately agreed.
How can I, a cheating player, lose here? Then this damn story is over.
Just when Jiang Wuji was about to open the bamboo slips, King Luo's voice suddenly sounded.
"Jiang Yin Dao."
"Your Highness."
"I know what you want." King Luo paused and said in words that only he and Jiang Wuji could understand.
"If you can understand the dragon-slaying sword technique, I will reward you well."
Reward... Jiang Wuji responded with a loud voice, and his motivation was fully increased in an instant!
"My humble position will surely live up to His Highness's expectations!"
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I originally wanted to write my daily routine in one go, and try to avoid the word "water" as much as possible, but I ended up writing almost 4,000 words before I was still drunk.
The next chapter, the next chapter will definitely be drunk.
Ps: It’s really boring to write about daily life. On the one hand, I may be cheated, and on the other hand, I have no bullets in my gun...
