Monument Yangmen

Chapter 386 The Holy Maiden
Old He didn't understand, Yang Qi spent most of his time in Yang's mansion except to go to Yongzhou to work, when did he get involved with the party members?

Ever since he entered the manor, Lao He had checked it secretly.

Almost all the people in this manor are party members, and judging from the skills of the party members who escorted them just now, the identities of these party members are obviously unusual.

Lao He wanted to follow up with Yang Qi and ask him carefully, but seeing that Yang Qi didn't seem willing to explain further, he had no choice but to give up.

Yang Qi sat on the couch and closed his eyes to doze off, Lao He didn't dare to move rashly, and sat down not far from Yang Qi.

After a while, the door of the hall was wide open, and a group of party girls with curtains on their faces slowly entered the hall with melons, fruits and dishes in their hands.

These women did not speak, and exited the lobby after putting down their things.

Among the many dishes, the main dish of roast lamb is very eye-catching.

Yang Qi was also hungry, picked up the mutton knife on the table, and began to cut the roast lamb without hesitation.

"Seven masters!"

Lao He hurriedly shot to stop him.

Yang Qi waved his hand and said, "It's not poisonous, eat it with confidence."

Old He shook his head resolutely, "Let the subordinates try."

Lao He pulled out a hairpin made of sterling silver from his arms, and tested the poison on the roasted lamb.

Yang Qi watched, secretly laughing.

A hairpin made of sterling silver can only test out the poison of arsenic.

In ancient times, the most commonly used and most readily available poison was arsenic.

Therefore, many people regard silver as a holy product for drug testing.

Yang Qiming knew that the hairpin made of pure silver was useless, but it was useless to stop Lao He.

Lao He is carrying out She Saihua's order, and Yang Qi is not easy to take away his kindness.

The sterling silver hairpin was pierced into the roast lamb, and when it was pulled out, it was still shining.

Lao He put away the hairpin, and said to Yang Qi with confidence: "Master Qi, you can eat."

Yang Qi cut a piece of golden lamb meat with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing a few times, his brows gradually wrinkled.

The mutton smell is mixed with spice powder, and the weird taste is really hard to swallow.

After only eating one piece, Yang Qi put down the knife.

The ancients seemed to have a special liking for spices. They seemed to think that the standard of judging food was measured by the amount of spices.

These roasted lambs are obviously more in line with Lao He's appetite.

They ate one by one without any image, chewing like they were eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

Yang Qi picked up the ox horn cup on the table, took a sip of the kumiss, his frown deepened.

Yang Qi is not picky about food, but it is difficult for him to accept this kind of kumiss full of peculiar smell for a while.

As a traditional Central Plains person, he needs time to accept the strange taste of any exotic food.

It's like a person who is used to eating sweets and suddenly has to adapt to eating salty foods.

There was a big table full of food, Yang Qi could only eat a plate of few fruits.

Yang Qi ate up a plate of fruit in two or three strokes.

At this time, a party girl came in from outside the door, Yingying walked up to him and exchanged a table of food for him.

A table of food that can only be found in Bianjing City, in addition to that, there is also a pot of shochu produced in Yangjia Distillery.

"Just wait a minute."

Dangxiang girl was about to leave after putting on food, but was stopped by Yang Qi.

The girl from Dangxiang bowed slightly, performed the etiquette unique to Han people, and said softly: "What else can you order?"

Yang Qi sighed and said, "Call the person in charge behind you to come out, I don't have any extra time to waste time here with you."

The girl from Dangxiang smiled slightly, and said: "The nobles only need to eat, and when the nobles have finished their meals, our master will come out naturally."

Yang Qi stood up abruptly, and cast a cold glance at Dang Xiang.

"I think you brought me here for the sake of her sending me a letter. But my patience is limited. If she doesn't show up within a quarter of an hour, I will leave immediately."

A flash of anger flashed across the face of the Dangxiang woman, and she shouted: "This village is full of our people inside and out, do you think you can break through with just a few of you?"

Old He and the others obviously sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and they dropped the food in their hands one by one, and stood up with vigilant expressions.

Yang Qi narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "You can try and see if you can stop me."

"Humph!"

The party girl snorted coldly, turned around and left the lobby.

A quarter of an hour later, after a strange sound of bells and drums, the door in the lobby opened wide.

Two groups of party girls in red dresses with curtains on their faces, bouncing into the lobby, shaking their braids.

Lao He and the others subconsciously defended Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was unmoved, and stared at these people coldly.

After the women in red entered the lobby, they knelt on the ground with their knees prostrate on the ground and saluted.

This is?

Is someone important coming?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qi and the others smelled a faint scent of flowers, a bit like peonies and a bit like orchids.

At the entrance of the lobby, what catches the eye is a red dress, red like blood, with a golden peony embroidered on it.

A woman is wearing a golden crown with a phoenix spreading its wings on top of it.

Under the sunlight, the golden crown was dazzling, as if forming a halo like Buddha's light behind the woman's head.

The woman's face is covered with a curtain, and the brilliance in a pair of bright eyes is flowing, taking people's soul.

She feels like a god walking in the mortal world, sacred and inviolable.

The warriors guarding her are like yellow scarf warriors in the Heavenly Palace.

The women who lifted her skirts were all dressed up like fairy maidens in the Heavenly Palace.

Old He and others seemed to have been bewitched by her, staring at her one by one without blinking their eyes.

"Humph!"

The only one sober in the arena was Yang Qi.

Yang Qi snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost."

The warriors and maids guarding her all glared at Yang Qi.

It seemed that he wanted to swallow Yang Qi alive.

A woman in a bright red dress came to the center of the hall, shook her long sleeves, turned around and stood facing south.

All the party members who were present at the scene paid homage together.

"See the saint!"

"rise!"

Her voice is gentle and peaceful, but it seems to be full of supreme majesty, which makes people have to believe.

"You go down first!"

She waved her hand, and everyone who was serving her quietly exited the lobby.

Yang Qi also waved his hand, "Old He, take them out first and wait outside."

Old He Shengsheng pulled his eyes out of this mysterious saint, and asked solemnly, "Is there any danger?"

Yang Qi shook his head.

Lao He led the crowd and reluctantly walked out the door.

All eyes are fixed on this mysterious saint.

The primitive curiosity of human beings impels them, and they really want to lift the curtain of this saint to have a look.

　Thanks to 'Wood' for the reward of two oceans!Thanks to 'Qingfengxiaoyanyu' for a piece of ocean reward!
　　
　
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