Mythic Three Kingdoms: My Entry Infinitely Improves

Chapter 151

After arriving in Luoyang, Qin Yu was warmly invited by He Jin into a house that had been prepared for him.

The house was indeed reserved for Qin Yu.

But not already.

Just when they had just entered the city, the servants who were in charge of cleaning the house overnight had just left.

He Jin never thought that there would be a real "saint" in Nanyang County.

I didn't expect that this "sage" would come straight to Luoyang on a fast horse.

There should have been plenty of time for him to stay.

Now it's just getting tighter.

This house is really nice.

Even a son of a wealthy family like Fengji couldn't help but admire the environment of this house.

Qin Yu didn't feel much about these things.

He looked at the new [Riding] skill that appeared in his system panel, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Before, he had thought that he would realize many strange skills when he turned around.

Riding naturally has one of them.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Qin Yu actually thought about it before.

If you say that you have completed an experience by swinging your gun and closing it.

So how should riding experience be defined?

It can't be considered as an experience bonus based on every step of the horse's hoof, right?

That's too bad.

But since Qin Yu had a way to use shields to earn experience.

After experiencing the rapidity of that experience.

He didn't feel much about the so-called "anti-sky" thoughts that still existed in his mind before.

He even felt that his previous guess should be right.

Now it can be regarded as confirming this point.

"interesting."

[Taixuan Riding Classic: Riding Speed ​​+10% (Range)]

The range increases the passive skill of riding speed, which is quite useful.

It is not yet known how large this range is.

……

At the same time, just after Qin Yu and others entered the house.

The news about him soon appeared in front of Taiwei Yang Ci.

"That saint is such a young man?"

"Why did He Jin do such a ridiculous thing on this trip!"

Yang Ci frowned.

Speaking of it, although He Jin is a foreign relative, but he has no choice but to be above the court, and the eunuch is powerful.

These scholars are on the same line as He Jin.

At this time, He went to Nanyang to search for saints, but he returned with such a "sage".

This result is indeed a bit weird.

Yang Ci has even begun to suspect that He Jin has some secrets with that Taipingdao.

That's why I came up with the theory of Shenshui and the saint.

To confuse His Majesty.

Yang Ci, who couldn't figure it out, sent someone to invite He into the mansion to explain.

When He came in, he knew that Yang Ci might have some opinions on him.

But he really didn't expect that Yang Ci's opinion would be so big!

Inside the Fuchu lobby.

Yang Ci, with the gold seal and purple ribbon on his body, sat upright.

Seeing He Jin coming with a smile on his face, he didn't return the salute, but said coldly: "I don't know why He Jiang came back from this trip? Could it be that he has joined forces with the Taiping Dao?"

He Jin originally respected Yang Ci because he was the elder of the court and the benchmark of scholars.

Now facing Yang Ci's rudeness, he immediately suppressed his smile.

"I don't understand what the Taiwei said." He Jin flicked his clothes, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Although his tone was calm, it contained an indescribable sense of arrogance and sarcasm.

Yang Ci raised his eyelids, he was a captain, even if he didn't speak, he had a kind of supreme majesty.

But this majesty has no effect on He Jin today.

Yang Ci suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Let me ask you, where did your saint find it, and what is the effect of your so-called divine water?"

He Jin chuckled, and said: "The sage came out of Nanyang. This is the order of the Taishi Ling. Naturally, he came from Nanyang. As for the efficacy of the divine water, it will cure all diseases and prolong life. It is wonderful."

Yang Ci narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on He Jin, and he froze for a moment.

But He Jin always acted like a contented person who had nothing to do, even Yang Ci couldn't see where He Jin had such confidence.

Could it be that the divine water is really like what he said?
how can that be!

Yang Ci sneered: "How can there be such a fetish in this world? Could it be that you deliberately deceived His Majesty?"

He Jin still had that bored smile on his face, and said: "The Taiwei is wrong, there are so many strange things in the world, only the Taiwei's opinion may not be enough to cover the whole picture, the divine water I have drank it myself, and Your Majesty has also drank it myself, if the divine water is not really extraordinary, how dare I offer it to Your Majesty?"

Yang Ci withdrew his gaze from looking at He Jin, his eyes were not disturbed, and he said indifferently: "Since He Jiangzuo has such an evaluation of this divine water, how about taking out that divine water and letting the old man increase his knowledge?"

He Jin laughed loudly and said, "The Taiwei is joking."

Yang Ci slapped the table with a "bang" and said, "You can see I'm joking?"

He Jin's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"It's not enough to present these fetishes to His Majesty, the Taiwei may not know how to advance or retreat."

After He Jin finished speaking, he immediately stood up.

Before leaving, he paused again, and said: "Let me persuade the Taiwei again, Mr. is not an ordinary person, and I hope the Taiwei will not be confused by the villain's words."

"Farewell!"

He Jin swaggered out of the Taiwei's mansion.

There was no trace of anger on his face, on the contrary, there was always a very contented smile on his face.

After He Jin left, Yang Ci's son, Yang Biao, who was the Wei Wei at the time, came out.

He bowed to his father Yang Ci and said, "Father calm down."

Yang Ci let out a long sigh and said, "Wen Xian, what do you think of the divine water He Jin mentioned?"

Yang Biao thought for a moment, and said: "The theory of Shenshui only exists in He Jin's mouth. If he doesn't take out the Shenshui, no one will know its effect."

"However, His Majesty's action does not seem to be fake. Even if this divine water is not as He Jin said, there must be something magical about it."

Yang Ci nodded: "What you said is true, and this is what I am most worried about."

"If this person from Nanyang really has such divine water by his side, I'm afraid His Majesty will be controlled by him and obey his advice, then everything will be over."

Yang Biao fell silent when he heard the words.

After a while, he asked: "Why don't I send someone to test that Nanyang man? If it is true that He Jin and Taipingdao are connected, and if he is taken down, everything will be settled!"

Yang Ci shook his head and said: "There is no need to do so much, just send people to pay attention to where he goes. If he has a plan, he must have hope. If His Majesty will give you an order in the future, if he is on the court, he will have his own self." exist."

"You go back."

Yang Biao cupped his hands and bowed to Yang Ci, then retreated silently.

He was well aware of his father's habits.

Whenever there is a major issue that cannot be resolved, his father will lock him up alone, and he will be confident when he comes out.

All major issues were resolved one by one.

Originally, Yang Biao had an almost blind trust in his father Yang Ci.

But this time, he felt very hopeless.

"Is there really divine water in this world?"

Yang Biao thought to himself.

Seeing that his father Yang Ci's health has deteriorated year by year in the past two years.

He was bedridden at home due to illness before, and just after getting better, he was appointed as a captain again.

Above the court, they fight against each other, and if they make a wrong move, they will be lost forever.

What a huge mental effort.

Yang Biao was really afraid that his father wouldn't last long like this.

I'm afraid my body will collapse completely.

If so...

Yang Biao shook his head, forcing himself to dispel the thoughts in his mind.

Then he walked out of the mansion.

All the way, he thought about the relationship between He Jin and that Taipingdao, and thought about his father's body.

In a daze, he couldn't help walking outside the Kaiyang Gate.

As soon as Yang Biao looked up, he saw the 46 steles standing outside the Taixue Gate not far away.

Xiping Stone Classics...

It has been more than seven years since these 46 steles are nearly completed.

It was exactly seven years ago, under the advice of his father Yang Cizhi and others.

The emperor of the current dynasty ordered the revision of the "Six Classics".

Cai Yong and others were ordered to collate.

Standing outside the gate of Taixue.

Since then, there have been more than a thousand cars filled the streets in front of the gate of Taixue.

Yang Biao only felt emotion in his heart.

Looking at the people who were still copying the stone scriptures in front of the stele, he simply stopped on the side of the street.

At this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he really couldn't settle down to think about everything.

At this moment.

Yang Biao suddenly felt as if someone was staring at him.

He followed that strange feeling.

Then I saw a young man looking in his direction with burning eyes in a teahouse on the side of the street.

Yang Biao felt so weird.

The young man looked like a crown jade, with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

Dressed in brocade clothes, she really looked like a jade tree facing the wind, and she was so handsome.

Just why are you staring at me?
Am I not well-groomed?

Originally, with Yang Biao's identity, this kind of thing would definitely not be bothered.

But for some reason, when he saw that young man, there was always a voice in his heart reminding him, making him want to get close to that young man.

Yang Biao frowned slightly.

After all, he decided to go over to see the situation.

Just after getting close.

Only then did Yang Biao realize that the young man's eyes were too oppressive.

He even felt a kind of pressure from the young man's eyes that seemed to come from his father Yang Ci.

Those eyes seem to be able to penetrate the heart.

See the thoughts in his heart clearly and thoroughly.

Yang Biao never thought that such a thing would happen.

His eyes fell on the two people beside the young man.

One of them has a strong blood, and his facial features can tell that he has a domineering aura engraved in his bones.

What a peerless warrior with unparalleled courage.

The other had a thin face, with a few wispy beards on the slightly pointed jaw.

Judging by his clothes, he should also be a scholar.

The two of them sat on either side of the young man.

This kind of combination, sitting in front of the Taixue gate, stared at himself with great interest.

This made Yang Biao feel that the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

(End of this chapter)