Royal Master Painter

Chapter 256
Kong Kaiping was meditating with his eyes closed, thinking about how to deal with Meng Kuyin, when Yan Youqin came out from behind the bookshelf.

"Mr. Neijiao, I think they are bound to win Yunlu..."

"You Qin, do you also think we should let go?" Kong Kaiping asked tentatively.

"You Qin is just a junior, don't dare to speak rashly"

"Yunlu is not Xihe, just say what you have, don't be too restrained"

"Fifth of the cultural context of the world belongs to Qingdu, and five points to Yunlu. The master hopes to continue to occupy Yunlu in order to strangle the throat of Wenfu. Although the master has his old man's consideration, the students do not agree with this."

Kong Kaiping's eyes stayed on Yan Youqin, trying to see through his thoughts.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two, but there seems to be a faint barrier around Yan Youqin, even he cannot see through it.

If someone else said that, Kong Kaiping could completely ignore it, but this sentence has a special meaning when it comes out of Yan Youqin's mouth. This should be the direction of the Confucian Mansion in the future.

"Do you know something?"

"Mr. Neijiao, you also know that I became enlightened in the Battle of E Lake, and the Linjing is history, and some secrets of imperial spirits are recorded on it.

I recently discovered some things in history, the Wen Mansion can be called our opponent at best, but the real enemy of the Confucian Mansion is someone else..."

Kong Kaiping didn't dwell too much on this topic. A truly smart person can condense his thoughts into a few words, and it's useless to talk about it any longer. After all, it's not something he should consider.

"Do you want to stay in Yunlu for a few more days this time?"

"No, His Majesty the Emperor sent some people who performed well at the Goose Lake Meeting to go to Daxuan City."

"Don't you like to join in the fun?"

"It's different this time. I think it will be interesting, not to mention that Jiang Li still has some things with me, and I have to give them to him after all."

After Jiang Li received the fish book, he found Su Kou who was shopping with Dao Ya, and the three of them set off again.

Yunlu's matter can't be resolved for a while, and the eight houses are the biggest hooligans in the Yuling Continent, and there will be a long time to argue between the Wen house and the Confucian house.

While Wei Changli told him to hurry up, Jiang Yu didn't dare to delay for a moment. Although he didn't know the reason, he also guessed that there should be something urgently related to him that happened in Daxuan City.

Daxuan City is the imperial capital of Xuanguo. It is located in Zhongzhou, the central hinterland of Xuanguo.

The mountainous roads in Yunzhou are also difficult, but once you pass Yunlu, you will be the most lush and rich Zhongzhou in Yuling Continent, Yimapingchuan.

Chaimen Donkey and Fat Tiger were galloping across the wilderness, with the whistling wind passing by their ears, and the sturdy Daoya was not only not afraid but excited.

"Jiang Greed, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I have received a fish book from Mr. Wei. There must be something happening in Daxuan City that cannot be delayed."

Xuanguo has a vast territory, and the speed of painting spirits can travel thousands of miles a day. Even so, it will take more than a month to travel.

After rushing at full speed, it took only three days for Jiang Li and Su Kou to reach the foot of Daxuan City, and the last afterglow was cast before the setting sun, reflecting in front of the majestic city under heaven.

Daxuan City is the largest city in the Yuling Continent, with a population of tens of millions, far surpassing Qingdu and Xihe, occupying the boundless plains like a gigantic beast.

Outside Daxuan City, a moat with a width of more than ten feet runs around the city, and several stone bridges lead to the gate of the city.

Traveling in such a hurry is a physical test. Dao Ya has already fallen asleep in Jiang Li's arms, and Su Kou is also a little overwhelmed, with his chest heaving and falling.

"Why is your physique worse than Yaya?"

After hearing Jiang Li's ridicule, Su Kou did not refute, looking at the Yaya in Jiang Li's arms, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I don't know how the old butcher taught it. This girl is a little pervert, and it will be terrible in the future."

Taking out a pill from his bosom and swallowing it, the feeling of fatigue was relieved a lot.

"What are you eating?" Jiang Greed asked.

"A medicine for strengthening the body that I researched"

"If you don't tell me, I'd have forgotten it, so you're also saving people while killing people," Jiang Greed laughed.

Many times he himself forgot that apart from Su Kou being an enlightened poison master, all generations of his ancestors were enlightened medicine masters.

After resting for a while, the two were going to enter the city in one breath, and then rest overnight to find out what happened, Wei Changli urged them to come.

But right in the middle of the stone bridge, stood a strangely dressed man.

This man was wearing a tall crown, and it was not ordinary high. The hat was half a meter long, and every step he took, it seemed to be on the verge of falling off.

The clothes on the upper body are embroidered with lotus patterns, and the skirts of the lower body are embroidered with hibiscus flowers. They are sewn on the clothes with silk threads made of vanilla, and sopes are made of orchids and hung around the waist.

Even if Jiang Li didn't pay attention to his clothes, he could still smell a strong fragrance from far away.

"Why is it so fragrant?" Jiang Li looked around, but couldn't find any flowers.

"It's two kinds of herbs, Jiangli and Pizhi, which came from him."

Su Kou was very familiar with the smell of various herbs, and pointed at the person in the middle of the stone bridge.

The old man had a round face, and his complexion was still very fair. He was afraid that others would not smell his fragrance, so he was still shaking a fan in his hand.

"Young man, you are very insightful, why don't we have a chat?"

"Old man, we still have something urgent to enter the city, let's talk back"

When Jiang Greed was about to drive the old donkey to leave, he suddenly found that he had lost control of the painting spirit, and both the chaimen dull donkey and the fat tiger stopped in place.

"How is this going"

Jiang Greed suddenly raised his head to look at the old man in the extremely flamboyant bag. Because it was almost dusk, there were not many people on the pontoon bridge, and the person in front of him was the one closest to them.

"Young man, it's not a good thing to act too hastily."

Jiang Li took a second look at the old man. This attire is properly what the Confucian scholars call a monster, and the Eight Houses not only do not have any requirements for clothing, but also respect the individuality. There is only one place that likes to dress like this, Qingdu!

"Senior is a scribe?"

"You can see it"

"The late students came from the capital of the Qing Dynasty, and the Wenfu gave up their students, so I ask the seniors to hold their hands high."

Jiang Gu guessed that since he is a scribe, he should not embarrass himself, and this old man can actually control other people's painting spirits. This incredible method is not something ordinary people can do.

"I'm not here to trouble you, but the most taboo thing for young people is to be impatient, especially if you are a descendant of Tianshe Mansion"

"How does the senior know?"

"I know more than you think, and I also know that although you haven't entered the city, someone has already arranged a big bag waiting for you to jump in"

This strangely dressed old man seemed to be trying to remind him. He was unfamiliar with Daxuan City, so it would be best if someone could help him.

Jiang Greed turned over and got off the donkey, then bowed to the old man and asked for advice.

　Tomorrow is September, please ask for a ticket, any ticket is fine

　　
　
(End of this chapter)