Fu Shifeng

Chapter 321: The world of gluttons

As night fell, in the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace, thousands of candles, which ordinary people could not afford, were lined up in rows, illuminating the interior and exterior of the palace as brightly as day.

In order to dispel the cold, the charcoal used was auspicious charcoal sent as tribute from the Xinu Kingdom. This material was dark green, about a foot long, and as hard as iron. Burned in the furnace, there is no flame but light. Each stick can be burned for ten days. The heat is overwhelming and fills the palace and courtyard, making people not forced by the wind and cold. They just need to drink more syrup to relieve the heat.

Therefore, even on a cold winter night when Chang'an City has long been under curfew, there is still a lively scene inside and outside the Liangyi Hall. The drums are beating incessantly, and the dancers in colorful clothes are spinning and jumping quickly to the drums, as if a piece of colorful cloth is constantly fluttering. They move with bells on their wrists and ankles, harmonizing with the sound of drums, and their dancing posture is amazing.

The person standing next to the dance floor and beating the Jiegu drum is none other than Da Xia Zi.

This saint was wearing the usual round-collared robe without a bun. He rolled up his cuffs like a street knight. He was obviously not very elegant, but at this moment he was even more energetic. He didn't look like he was over fifty years old at all.

Today's saints are always full of energy, and they especially like to dance and entertain all night long. Often, officials would be summoned to enjoy the works together, and the saints often wrote lyrics and played music themselves, showing their elegance.

Therefore, this kind of occasion is often regarded by officials as a great opportunity to please the saint. Even if you don't know how to dance, you still have to study it in private so that you can express yourself in front of the saint. Not to mention there are a lot of lucky ministers who surround the saint for fun.

After the three-way drumming, the dancer raised her sleeves and stood on one foot, and the ringing of the bells stopped instantly. Her costume imitated the Orchid from the Western Regions, revealing a large piece of snow-moistened belly, which became sweaty due to the rapid dance. Under the candlelight, it looked like jade soaked with water droplets, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Good, good!" the saint praised repeatedly, with great interest.

At this time, Eunuch Feng arrived holding a wooden tray. On it, in addition to the water bowl and cloth for cleaning hands, there was also a peach blossom.

The saint wiped the sweat on his forehead with a cloth, and then inserted the peach blossom into the dancer's bun.

Everyone present knew that if a female musician in the church could get a hairpin from a saint, it would be a sign of reward. She might even be favored after the banquet, and from then on, she would reach heaven and be in the sixth palace.

Eunuch Feng acted as if nothing had happened. This dancer had been arranged by him in advance. Because the saint had just moved to the Tai Chi Palace, and Tian Qinggeng had revealed his identity, which might offend the saint's heart, the saint was asked to put his mind elsewhere as soon as possible.

Before the saint could sit down, he looked around and asked, "Why don't you see Prime Minister Lu?"

Eunuch Feng stepped forward and replied: "I heard that Prime Minister Lu suffered from cold yesterday and is bedridden now."

"Oh?" The saint then thought and said, "I think it must be that Prime Minister Lu has been working hard at night on papers, which has damaged his vitality and cannot withstand the wind. I saw him with red eyes and swollen eyes last year, and I asked him to take good care of his body, but he always refused to listen. ."

Eunuch Feng smiled and said, "Saints are descendants of immortals from heaven. It is a blessing for us ordinary people to be able to accompany him for three lifetimes. We should work a little harder."

The saint raised his head slightly and said with amusement in his smile: "It's just a pity that Prime Minister Lu didn't have the chance to appreciate my drum music just now."

Eunuch Feng was still thinking about how to respond when an official on the side said: "Prime Minister Lu has worked hard for the country. The saint might as well give him a bath in the spring of Lishan Mountain so that he can rest in peace."

As soon as these words came out, many people present quickly realized that the night banquet had obviously started long ago. It was impossible for the saint to know that Prime Minister Lu had not arrived at this time. He must have mentioned it deliberately. Therefore, there must be profound meaning in the words of the sage, and as a minister, you should carefully consider and taste them.

Prime Minister Lu has been in power for many years. In recent years, he has vigorously implemented new policies and rectified the disease, and the results have been quite remarkable. The wealth gained by the court has become increasingly rich, and even the saints' night banquets have become more frequent.

But correspondingly, in order to implement the New Deal, Prime Minister Lu often behaved arbitrarily, did not cooperate with the crowd, and greatly disappointed the people. If the New Deal was not protected by the saints, how could it continue to this day?

Mortals are bound to suffer from illness. Prime Minister Lu suffered from cold, which was originally not a big deal. But the saint mentioned it in public. Could it be that Prime Minister Lu was suffering from old illness and was no longer useful?

It should be noted that there were many people in the court who wanted to overthrow Prime Minister Lu. Someone immediately took the risk and suggested that Prime Minister Lu should go to Lishan Mountain to rest in order to test the saint's mind.

Everyone knows that Prime Minister Lu is diligent and works almost all year round. Allowing Prime Minister Lu to take a bath in the hot springs of Lishan Mountain is tantamount to giving up the prime minister's leisure.

The saint did not respond immediately, and all the officials around him started talking. When Eunuch Feng was paying attention to their words and deeds, he suddenly saw a young eunuch gesturing towards him.

"What's the matter?" Eunuch Feng quietly walked to the corner and asked displeasedly.

"Tian Qinggeng is missing!" The young eunuch looked anxious.

"What?!" Eunuch Feng turned pale in shock and said randomly, "I have asked the Xuanlin Guards to hide in the dark and watch. How could Tian Qinggeng be lost?"

"Those Xuanlin guards were all killed, and they died quietly!" The young eunuch was so frightened by the murderous intent that his face turned pale: "It was the villain who went to deliver the food and found out about this."

Feng Yuan's eyes rolled crazily and he waved to the young eunuch: "Step back, don't mention this to others!"

Quickly bypassing the crowd, Eunuch Feng found the only man in the palace who was wearing armor and wielding a sword. He was General Long Wu of the Forbidden Army. In his early years, before Long Xing was a saint, he was already a close confidant. Now he is responsible for commanding the Forbidden Army and escorting the guards.

"What's the matter, Eunuch Feng?" General Long Wu had a serious face and a restrained aura. When he didn't speak, he was almost like a statue, making it easy for people to ignore his existence.

"Tian Qinggeng is missing." Feng Yuanyi lowered his voice.

General Long Wu, however, remained calm and said with a straight face: "I cannot interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Don't you understand?" Feng Yuanyi's words almost popped out from between his teeth: "I'm afraid Fu Shifeng's people have sneaked into the palace. You are responsible for guarding the saint, how can you turn a blind eye to this?!"

General Longwu raised his eyes and scanned every corner of the Liangyi Palace. The saint signaled the officials to stop talking for the time being. It was the turn of several barbarians performing illusions to come on stage. They wore funny makeup and made everyone laugh.

"I haven't seen any outsiders." General Long Wu said.

Feng Yuanyi knew that General Long Wu was not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also had the gift of photographic memory. Any stranger who appeared in his field of vision would be recognized immediately. This was also his ability to protect the saint.

"Don't Fu Shifeng's people disguise themselves? Or are they hiding elsewhere?" Feng Yuanyi said quickly: "I want you to temporarily send troops to seal the palace gate to prevent anyone from entering or exiting, and then search everywhere in the palace. "

"I will not do this unless the sage personally orders it." General Long Wu did not give in.

Feng Yuanyi was so angry that he cursed in his heart: "When did this happen? You still refuse to cooperate?"

However, General Long Wu was able to accompany the saint and guard the forbidden palace for many years because of his uncompromising and selfless nature. He did not have a good look at the eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was only loyal to the saint.

Really helpless, due to the urgency of the situation, Feng Yuanyi had no choice but to take the risk of blaming him, came to the saint and reported quietly: "Sage, Tian Qinggeng is missing. Maybe he was secretly rescued by Fu Shifeng's people."

The saint who was watching the illusion still kept his smile without changing his color at all, and asked casually: "What are your plans?"

"My servant plans to temporarily seal the palace gates and order the imperial army to search various palace rooms, and then lift the ban again when nothing happens." Feng Yuanyi said.

The saint turned around and waved to General Long Wu. Without saying a word, the other party nodded and left, as if they had a clear understanding of each other.

Feng Yuanyi knew very well that even if they were both around the saint, he and General Long Wu had to check and balance each other. …

"I seem to hear the sound of soldiers' armor." Chiyang raised his eyes into the distance.

Somewhere in the Tai Chi Palace, there was no candlelight and it was dim. Cheng Sanwu and Chi Yang came to a palace with closed doors and windows. There were no guards here, and it was quiet and solemn.

"It should be that Tian Qinggeng is missing." Cheng Sanwu shook his head and sneered: "It's slower than I thought. It's really Wen Tianwu Xi."

After saying that, Cheng Sanwu pushed open the door of the palace. Through the cold moonlight, he could vaguely see the sacred incense burner inside. There was also a portrait scroll hanging on the wall. It was a tall, tall and muscular man. Holding a jade belt in his hand, he is wearing a dragon robe made of zhehuang.

Cheng Sanwu stared at the scroll for a long time without saying a word. Chiyang took a look inside and said bluntly: "Is this you? No, your beard is not that long."

"This is Li Zhaozhen's portrait." Cheng Sanwu looked down at the altar table. There was a knife rest on it, but there was no weapon placed on it.

Raising his hand to flick it, Cheng Sanwu made a grabbing motion, and then said: "The Great Xia Dragon Bird was originally enshrined here."

"Could it have been stolen?" Chi Yang asked, "Who else could have stolen it here?"

"Who else could it be?" Cheng Sanwu waved his hand, and the portrait of Taizu in front of him spontaneously ignited for no apparent reason, and the fire quickly spread throughout the palace.

When the Forbidden Army soldiers saw the fire in the distance, they rushed here one after another. However, when they arrived, Cheng Sanwu and Chi Yang had already disappeared.

The figures were erratic, the two of them appeared and disappeared from time to time, and finally arrived at the treasure house in the northeast of Tai Chi Palace. This is one of the forbidden treasuries, and the main collection is rare treasures collected from various places.

Without saying a word, the invisible divine blade directly beheaded the guards in front of the library gate, shattering the barrier that enveloped the place.

"Is this too much noise?" Chi Yang looked at Cheng Sanwu who pushed open the warehouse door and entered.

"Are you scared?" Cheng Sanwu asked with a smile.

"Hate!" Chiyang smiled contemptuously: "Even if the innate master comes, he is just giving me meat to test the knife with!"

"Don't forget, you haven't recovered your original form yet." Cheng Sanwu walked around in the treasure house with his hands behind his hands, and said as he walked: "Back then, as Lord Peng Zelong, you couldn't beat Hongya despite all the advantages."

"It's different!" Chi Yang chased after him and defended: "He relied on the God of Grain's Immortality Technique, which has been passed down from generation to generation not only the knowledge and experience, but also the magical power accumulated over thousands of years."

"That's right. If I hadn't bumped into the three corpses of the same origin as myself, I would have probably not only had Master Wen as my powerful enemy in Hengshan." Cheng Sanwu looked around and laughed: "I found it."

I saw several obelisk stone pillars with exotic characters engraved on their surfaces standing quietly in the corner, and there were many mirrors piled next to them, all of which were left by An Quti.

"It's a pity that the star marrow was taken away." Cheng Sanwu picked up the exquisitely constructed star tracker.

"Is this what you came here for?" Chi Yang was puzzled: "Are An Quti's things that important?"

"Well, he can help." Cheng Sanwu said.

"Help?" Chiyang was stunned.

Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and knocked on his forehead: "He still has a trace of his soul here."

Chiyang had a strange expression: "Who do you spend all day with?"

"Get along with heaven and earth, get along with all living things, and get along with yourself." Cheng Sanwu replied.

"Stop it!" Chi Yang shouted, "I don't want to hear these nonsense from you...Huh? Someone is coming."

At this time, there were shouts and shouts outside Si Baoku, it was obvious that Cheng Sanwu had just broken the barrier and alerted the palace officials, and then attracted the soldiers of the imperial army.

"Let's play with them for now." Cheng Sanwu swiped his sword finger, opening a gap in the void and drawing all An Quti's magic objects into it. It was mysterious and extraordinary.

When the two of them stepped out of the treasure house, they saw the fire in the courtyard. Hundreds of Forbidden Army soldiers were covered in heavy armor and holding halberds. There were guards in black clothes high up with bows and crossbows ready to attack. There were also several black soldiers. The old man in clothes twisted the magic formula in his hand and stood in the air. The movement of soldiers and armor in the distance became more and more intensive.

But Cheng Sanwu ignored these people at all and asked calmly: "Is this the only group of cats and dogs? No wonder Wen Bangzheng can treat the palace guards as if they are nothing."

While pondering, Feng Yuan arrived after hearing the news. Before he landed, he used the silk-wrapped hands of Tianluo to condense the Gangqi into a giant net, directly covering the entire treasure house.

But when Feng Yuanyi saw Cheng Sanwu, he was slightly shocked, and immediately shouted: "Cheng Sanwu? Why did you break into the palace without permission?!"

"I'll get something." Cheng Sanwu replied with a smile.

"Presumptuous!" Feng Yuanyi originally thought that the visitor would be a member of Fu Shifeng, but he didn't expect that it was Cheng Sanwu himself. Seeing that his current appearance seemed far from the so-called Taotie villain, he ordered: "I understand that you have done a lot of work for the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the elixir you asked for is about to be refined. Don't make a mistake at this time! Return what you took quickly, and leave with me!"

Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and touched his beard, as if thinking to himself: "It's really been peaceful for a long time, it's easy to make people stupid. I've already appeared here, and I still dare to be so arrogant. Could it be that I feel that there are differences between dignity and inferiority? Destined to be hard to change? Your martial arts skills are not low, why do you act like a slave?"

Feng Yuanyi said angrily: "Cheng Sanwu, I will give you one last chance. If you don't surrender, you will have to shoot without mercy!"

Hearing this, Chiyang swung the Longya sword and was about to rush forward to fight, but Cheng Sanwu held his shoulder and heard him say in a calm tone:

"In that case, I will give you a chance." As Cheng Sanwu spoke, the ancient seals of birds and insects emerged from the top, causing the stars in the sky to lose their speed, the earth to collapse and crack, and a huge energy surrounded the entire Tai Chi Palace. Soaring from the ground to the sky, they gradually gather at high altitudes, like dark clouds covering the moonlight, completely isolating the inside and outside.

"This is... a barrier?!" Feng Yuanyi was shocked when he saw this, and then looked at Cheng Sanwu with murderous intent. He moved his hands without hesitation, tightened the net, and wanted to kill the two people in front of him. Here, interrupt the barrier and activate.

"This is a test I give all of you."

Cheng Sanwu waved his hand, and the invisible divine blade shattered the net. Then he and Chi Yang took off on the fire cloud and flew towards the only gap at the top of the barrier. He looked down at the Tai Chi Palace: "I'm very curious. , what will be the final outcome of this glutton in the world?"

(End of this chapter)