Mythic Three Kingdoms: My Entry Infinitely Improves

Chapter 152 Meeting Yang Biao for the first time, the power of Shenshui

The three people sitting in this teahouse are naturally Qin Yu, Lu Bu and Feng Ji.

Although in He Jin's view, the biggest purpose of Qin Yu's trip was to meet Liu Hong.

If you can make Long Yan happy, Qin Yu will naturally have unimaginable benefits.

But in Qin Yu's view, it doesn't matter whether he sees Liu Hong or not.

What really matters is the entry!
He Jin himself has nothing to say.

His entries are full and counted, but there are only four.

One worse than Qin Yu.

In addition, the entry for the official position of [will be a master craftsman] occupies a grid.

The remaining three entries for him are [Prestige and dignified, self-willed, disorderly man]

Qin Yu didn't find it strange either.

Among them, Majestic Tangtang has a blue entry, while the remaining two entries are green.

When he was in Xiaofang Village, Qin Yu had already copied Lu Bu's entries completely.

Now those entries are lying in their own system space.

Originally planned to start transcribing Liu Bei's entries directly.

But when I thought about it, I might not have the opportunity to transcribe He Jin's entries in the future.

He simply took advantage of the two days on the road to transcribe He Jin's entry.

Luckily, choose two out of three.

Qin Yu transcribed that majestic and disorderly man.

[Prestige and dignified appearance: extraordinary appearance, not angry and majestic, the gentle aura of a person in a high position, charm +5, has a certain chance of shocking people's hearts, making it impossible to refute]

[Troublemakers: Those who mess up their luck will be backlashed, chance +5, luck -10]

Qin Yu pretended to be that [pretentious and majestic] on the spot.

As for [The Disorderly Man], he wasn't too bothered about it.

After arriving in Luoyang, He Jin treated them well.

But what Qin Yu was thinking of was the Xiping Stone Scripture outside the Taixue Gate.

He couldn't wait to find those big boss cubs, or cubs with exceptional talents to copy a few entries for gaining experience.

Now that he's here, he naturally has no reason to delay.

So he came to the gate of Taixue early.

His eyes fell on those students who were coming and going.

Just want to see some useful goodies out of them.

But look at these two or three hours.

Qin Yu's eyes felt a little sleepy.

I read a bunch of various entries.

I didn't find one that I could use.

Just when Qin Yu was still lamenting the staggeringly low refresh rate of this superb entry.

His eyes fell on Yang Biao.

Although Yang Biao's entries are not too many, there are only five.

But it couldn't stop his five entry levels from being too high.

[Wei Wei, protect the lord with integrity, a loyal and upright person, drive away tigers and devour wolves, have a literary heart and sword courage]

In addition to Weiwei being bloody, the upright protector and loyal person are also bloody entries.

Drive the Tiger and Swallow the Wolf and Wen Xin Jian Dan are purple entries.

Compared with today's Fengji, it is much stronger.

Seeing Yang Biao walking in his direction.

Qin Yu was also slightly surprised.

But he didn't close his eyes because of this.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Yang Biao asked.

Feng Ji hurriedly got up and saluted Yang Biao, "I am Nanyang Fengshi, and I am a picture of Fengyuan in every period."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ji pointed at Lu Bu and said, "This is Wuyuan County of Bingzhou, Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian."

Finally, he pointed to Qin Yu and said, "Sir is from Nanyang, Qin Yu, whose name is Xiaozhi."

Yang Biao nodded.

Of course he had heard about Nanyang Fengshi.

It's just that Fengji's reputation is not obvious at this time.

With Yang Biao's status, it is naturally impossible to have heard of him.

After listening to the introduction, Yang Biao didn't intend to reveal his background, but asked, "You came here from Nanyang to study?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "That's not the case, I just passed by."

Yang Biao frowned slightly.

He who was over forty years old unexpectedly walked in front of this group of juniors without knowing it.

It was a bit unbelievable to say this.

Yang Biao once served as the prefect of Nanyang.

Fengji naturally knows.

He therefore dealt with it with extreme caution and politeness.

Even Yang Biao couldn't find any faults.

On the previous journey, He Jin had already told them the pros and cons of this trip.

Feng Ji naturally knew that the father of the person in front of him was the biggest resistance Qin Yu had to face now.

He didn't want Yang Biao to find any mistakes at this time.

After chatting for a few more words, Yang Biao turned and left.

Before leaving, his eyes fell on Qin Yu who had been silent all this time.

I just feel that Qin Yu has a feeling that makes him feel very strange.

He can't help but make people feel good about him, but at the same time, he has a feeling of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

It's really weird.

Yang Biao didn't think much about it.

After regaining his senses, he turned his head and returned home.

Although he is one of the nine ministers.

It's just that this time the saint's work in this world is beyond his ability.

Above the court, his father Yang Ci came forward.

All he could do was follow closely behind his father.

"Nanyang Fengshi!"

After walking for a while, Yang Biao suddenly remembered.

"Perhaps Feng Yuantu will know something about saints?"

As soon as this idea appeared, Yang Biao shook his head and smiled wryly.

"What's wrong with me? Is it so chaotic? I guess the sage is already in Luoyang at this time, and he will meet the sage soon. Feng Yuantu probably doesn't know about the sage, otherwise he will mention it to me. .”

"It seems that the so-called saint from Nanyang may really be the collusion between He Jin and Taipingdao."

Yang Biao's body just paused slightly, but he didn't turn his head back after all.

It's just that his pace was a little faster.

After Yang Biao left, Feng Ji told Qin Yu about Yang Biao.

Nanyang County is not far from Luoyang.

The Feng family is also a big family.

As for the news from Luoyang, there was naturally not much lag.

Before they added it, they already knew that Qin Yu must go to Luoyang.

Fengji started collecting information at that time.

At this time, when talking about the matter of Yang Biao and Yang Ci, it is natural that he is familiar with it, and he will talk about it.

After Feng Ji's explanation, Qin Yu finally figured out the relationship behind Yang Biao.

His knowledge points are basically covered in the history after the Eighteenth Route princes challenged Dong.

Regarding the events before the Yellow Turban Uprising, he can be said to have a dark eye.

After Feng Ji's detailed explanation, Qin Yu finally understood.

"That is to say, this Wei Wei's father, Tai Wei Yang Ci, one of the three princes of the dynasty, is in poor health?"

Feng Ji nodded and said: "It should be so."

Qin Yu nodded: "No wonder I felt uneasy when I saw Wei Wei before."

Feng Ji immediately said: "Sir, I have a plan, please advise."

Qin Yu responded, and then Feng Ji said: "I think that Yang Wenxian is a loyal and filial person. He has doubts on his face and his expression is uncertain. I think his father Yang Gong is ill. Why don't you take it, sir?" Bring out a bucket of well water and send it to Duke Yang, if you relieve Duke Yang's illness, everything will be settled."

After Yang Biao returned home, he was still full of worries.

He couldn't figure out why He Jin colluded with those Taiping Taoists.

As a relative of the emperor, he is the most unlikely person to do such a thing.

But if this is not the case, it is impossible to explain the theory of Shenshui.

At this time, after he came back, his father Yang Ci still locked himself in the study.

Apparently he didn't have a clue about the matter either.

It didn't take long.

A person came hurriedly from under the door, carrying a bucket in his hand.

Seeing this, Yang Biao was very puzzled, and after hearing the transmission from his sect, he frowned.

"The person who delivered the water called himself Nanyang Fengji?"

There was an answer from the door.

After a while, Yang Biao ordered: "Put this thing down, and you can step back."

Looking at the tightly fitting bucket with a wooden lid in front of him, Yang Biao felt regretful.

"It turned out to be them!"

The figures of Qin Yu and Lu Bu immediately appeared in Yang Biao's mind.

But after a while, he excluded Qin Yu and Lu Bu.

"This Fengji's so-called miraculous water is the divine water that He Jinjin presented to His Majesty before?"

"I just don't know where the saint is at this time."

"To have Qin Yu, Na Lu Bu and others by his side, it is expected that this so-called sage must have something extraordinary."

Yang Biao's eyes kept falling on the bucket.

His mind was racing.

After a while, he called out: "Come here!"

Soon.

Then a confidant of Yang Biao in the mansion came.

"Have you heard of the divine water that has been rumored recently?"

That confidant followed Yang Biao for a long time, looked at the bowl of clear water in front of him, and then at the bucket beside him, he understood.

"My lord, is this the divine water?"

Yang Biao nodded and said, "Exactly."

"This water was sent by the Feng family of Nanyang. They only said that this water has something miraculous, so it is supposed to be the so-called divine water."

The confidant laughed and said: "I hope the lord will know that this theory of divine water has troubled the subordinates for a long time. The subordinates are really curious about what is so magical about this divine water. I hope the lord can drink this bowl of divine water. Give your subordinates a taste."

Yang Biao responded, "Yes."

Afterwards, that confidant picked up the water bowl without hesitation, and first smelled it.

Then drank it all in one gulp.

Yang Biao carefully looked at the expression of his confidant.

Just a moment.

Yang Biao actually saw a slight surprise on the opponent's face first, as if he was surprised by the taste of the clear water.

Then the surprise deepened, and in the end it turned into a look of ecstasy.

After the ecstatic look fell, there was a deep shock floating on his face.

Yang Biao looked puzzled.

This person is his confidant.

Certainly not cheating on this kind of thing.

But the question is, what's with that surprise on his face?

What about ecstasy?

Seeing the doubts on Yang Biao's face.

His confidant hurriedly restrained his emotions.

He bowed to Yang Biao and said, "My lord, this divine water is really beyond the imagination of my subordinates."

Yang Biao waved his hands, and after making the confidant stand up straight, he said, "Tell all your feelings truthfully, and don't hide anything."

"Yes!"

Afterwards, that confidant told him exactly how he felt after drinking the well water.

They are no different from everyone in Xiaofang Village.

The miraculousness of this well water, even just taking a sip, can completely conquer them.

The initial surprise was naturally the taste of the well water.

The deeper surprise after that was naturally aware of the warm current surging in his stomach.

And that surprise, needless to say.

He was a ranger before and often fought with others.

There were countless dark wounds left on his body, and he was so tormented that he couldn't bear to live.

But now, after swallowing this bowl of well water.

He was pleasantly surprised to find out.

Those hidden wounds left on my body before are being healed continuously!
As a warrior, he would never deviate from this feeling.

Wait until the warmth brought to him by the well water is completely exhausted.

He felt that the hidden wounds on his body had recovered by about [-]% compared to before!
This is just a bowl of well water.

If that bucket of well water is all given to him...

Hearing such words from his confidant, Yang Biao was shocked.

After sending away that confidant.

Yang Biao looked at the bucket in front of him and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Could it be that there is really magic water in this world?"

He scooped another bowl out of the bucket.

He leaned to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then drank the well water.

Within a moment, Yang Biao looked at the empty bowl in his hand, and couldn't help shaking his palms.

"Father's body has been saved!"

Yang Biao quickly covered the bucket.

Then he carried the bucket and walked directly to Taiwei Yang Ci's study.

Yang Ci knelt and sat in front of the table.

There are many bamboo slips in front of him.

It's just that at this time, he didn't have much thought to look at the words of the sages on the bamboo slips.

In my mind, I was thinking about how to stop Na Hejin.

It's just that at this moment, he has no clue at all.

Yang Ci absolutely did not believe in the so-called divine water.

But Liu Hong's recent performance is obvious to all.

There is probably only one explanation for that.

The so-called Shenshui is just a concoction made from prescriptions obtained from alchemists.

Perhaps it is the kind of tiger wolf that is effective in the short term but useless in the long term.

To ordinary people, this concoction is no different from poison.

But for people like Liu Hong.

Even though he knew it was just poison.

I'm afraid that if you know the taste, you won't reject these concoctions.

Just when Yang Ci was racking his brains and thinking about it, his headache was about to split.

Yang Biao's voice came from outside the door.

Yang Ci sighed.

He didn't expect that Yang Biao would come to him at this time.

I have been used to it for so many years, how could Yang Biao not know?

Maybe there is something urgent?

Yang Ci responded and said, "Come in."

Only then did Yang Biao push the door open and enter.

He came with a bowl of well water in his hand and placed it in front of Yang Ci.

"Father has been working hard for a long time, let's drink some water and rest."

Yang Ci didn't think much about it either.

He reached out to take the water bowl sent by Yang Biao, his eyes still fell on Yang Biao's face.

Yang Biao's behavior is really a bit abnormal.

He knows his son well.

Yang Biao would definitely not have appeared here if he hadn't encountered some serious event.

But what kind of major event actually made Yang Biao show such hesitation in front of him?
Yang Ci couldn't figure it out for a while.

He just looked at Yang Biao, trying to see something from the subtle expression on Yang Biao's face.

At the same time, he had unknowingly drank the bowl of well water.

soon.

Yang Ci reacted.

He only felt a gust of sweet and sweet water flow into his throat.

Like a brook gurgling down from a high mountain.

Gently and thoroughly wiped away all the tiredness on his body.

I had a splitting headache before.

Now he only feels that the Lingtai is clear and bright, as if he just had a good night's sleep.

There is even a warm current rushing through the body in the stomach pouch.

This gentle feeling made him, who was tortured by the illness earlier, almost unable to hold back a long sigh.

(End of this chapter)