Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 441 Chu Pingsheng, he...he rebelled!

The next morning, at the inn where the Nanqing delegation was staying.

Yan Bingyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his bare chest. His exposed skin was covered with marks from being whipped. The old wounds had already healed, and the new ones were still bleeding. His red-stained white underwear was thrown aside. Fan Xian was changing the medicine for his wounds from behind, applying it very carefully, very seriously, and very... slowly.

The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto Master Yan's pale and thin face. His severely bulging eyes were dull and lifeless, and his breathing gave people a feeling of weakness.

In fact, this is normal. He has been tortured by the Jinyiwei for a long time. How could he recover his health after only resting for one or two days?

hiss……

The corners of his pale mouth twitched, it seemed that Fan Xian hurt him.

"Can you please be gentle?"

"The main ingredient of this ointment is Panax notoginseng. It would be strange if it didn't hurt when applied to the wound."

"Then hurry up. It takes half an hour to apply the medicine. I might as well ask the doctor from the envoy to help me."

Snapped!
Fan Xian slapped the plaster on his back.

"Humph……"

Yan Bingyun was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his temples and he was panting like a cow: "You... did this on purpose, right?"

"Yes."

Fan Xian walked up to him and said, "Doctor of the envoy? The imperial physician brought from Kyoto died in Cangzhou. The one you saw yesterday was a random military physician Wang Zhikun found in the barracks. If he were to take over, I'm afraid you would be even more unable to bear it."

"..."

"But... you can ask Miss Shen to do this. She should be very careful."

"Fan Xian, are you doubting me? I've told you so many times that I'm just using her."

"I believe you. I didn't say I don't believe you."

Fan Xian watched Yan Bingyun grinning as she put on clean underwear, one hand in front of her and one behind her back, walking back and forth on the sunlit floor: "Did you spread the news that Chu Pingsheng and Si Lili had sex in the car?"

"Car shock?"

Yan Bingyun was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "Yes, I asked someone to do this."

"Why are you doing this?"

"I don't think Chu Pingsheng came to Northern Qi just to escort Si Lili. He must have another purpose. Since there is news in the palace that the Queen Mother wants her to be the Emperor's concubine, this move must be beneficial to Northern Qi. For the benefit of Qing, this matter should be ruined. Moreover, Chu Pingsheng and Si Lili were having an affair day and night on the way north, and the members of the delegation saw it with their own eyes."

Speaking of this, Yan Bingyun had a look of disdain on his face, his mouth almost turned up to the sky.

Fan Xian was not surprised by his attitude. Yan Ruohai had impeached Chu Pingsheng in the court and was nearly thrown into prison. As a son, it would be strange if Yan Bingyun had any feelings for Chu Pingsheng.

Ding dong clang.

Ding dong clang.

Ding-dong-clang-clang, dong-dong-clang...

Just at this moment, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums outside, and it was extremely lively.

Fan Xian walked to the window and looked towards the northern corner of the street. He saw an open carriage with a canopy on top moving slowly from west to north at the intersection. In the carriage sat an old man in a white robe and a chest-length beard. Because the distance was too far, his face could not be seen, but his back looked familiar.

Several middle-aged men in plain long gowns followed the carriage. As they walked, they smiled and bowed to the people watching the fun on the roadside. Behind the carriage was a group of musicians dressed in red and green, beating gongs and drums, making it very festive.

"That's Zhuang Mohan."

When Fan Xian heard the voice behind him, he remembered. No wonder the figure from behind looked familiar. It turned out to be the first person in the contemporary literary world, the old fellow who cooperated with Chu Pingsheng to make him look humiliated.

"This direction... is to the Imperial Palace, right?"

Yan Bingyun nodded. Because of squinting, his eyes finally looked more normal.

"What good thing is worthy of Zhuang Mohan entering the palace?"

Fan Xian saw a strong man carrying a shoulder pole coming from the north, so he asked with a smile, "Big brother, may I ask what's going on up ahead? Are you beating gongs and drums? Is this some noble family getting married?"

"How can it be."

The strong man replied, "Unless it's a major event like establishing a queen, which noble family would be able to invite Mr. Zhuang to their wedding?"

"Then this is..."

"Mr. Zhuang is going to help someone propose marriage."

The strong man had a strange expression on his face when he said this.

"Propose a marriage? Who are you proposing for?"

"It's the Xihu envoy who entered the city with the Nanqing envoys, the one with the surname Chu."

"Who are you proposing to?"

"The Saintess of Northern Qi, Haitang Duoduo."

"Oh, thank you."

Fan Xian thanked him and closed the window. He looked at each other in bewilderment with Yan Bingyun. Yesterday, under the latter's coercion and inducement, Hu Jinzhu confessed his conversation with Chu Pingsheng in the carriage, but no one took it seriously.

The white ape killed Lang Tao, Bai Feng severely injured Ku He, and Haitang Duoduo would have to be crazy to marry him. But from what happened outside, even Zhuang Mohan, the number one figure in the world's literary world, was invited. That boy... is serious about this.

"What do you think?"

"do not know."

Yan Bingyun shook his head and said with a cold face: "He is asking for trouble."

Fan Xian said, "Ku He has already been defeated by Bai Feng. If Chu Pingsheng threatens you with force, what would you do if you were the Saint of Northern Qi?" Yan Bingyun thought for a moment and said, "I might as well just leave and stop being a Saint. The sky and the sea are vast, the mountains are high and the waters are long. Do you still worry about not having a place to stay?"

"How could Chu Pingsheng not think of what you can think of? What on earth is this guy going to do?"

Fan Xian walked around the room for a while, his eyes fixed slightly.

"You have a good rest. I will go to the palace to check the situation."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out, heading north.

……

Shen Zhong was very unhappy and was almost annoyed to death.

Official business was not going smoothly, and family affairs were causing trouble. It was not easy to appease Shen Wan'er, who was no longer trying to commit suicide for Yan Bingyun, but then something strange happened in the palace again.

Who would have thought that Zhuang Mohan, the world's literary leader, would also join in the fun and get on board Chu Pingsheng's pirate ship.

Propose to the saint?
The people of Shangjing City might not know about the feud between Chu Pingsheng and Haitang Duoduo, but how could he not know?

Zhuang Mohan, ah Zhuang Mohan, what kind of benefits did that guy promise that would be worthy of someone like you lowering your face to be a matchmaker?

Led by the eunuchs in the palace, Shen Zhong walked towards the Empress Dowager's Ci'an Palace while sorting out the logic of the matter. He didn't know what Chu Pingsheng wanted to do, but one thing was certain, it was definitely not as simple as marrying the Saint of Northern Qi.

"Mr. Zhuang, Grandmaster Ku He is not in the capital right now. Haitang dare not act without his approval. I hope you can understand the difficulties."

"In that case, I will not disturb the Queen Mother's rest. Goodbye."

"Madame Rong, please escort Mr. Zhuang out of the palace."

"Yes."

When Shen Zhong looked up, he saw the Queen Mother's favorite, the small-eyed and big-mouthed Rong Mama, walking out with Zhuang Mohan.

The old man today is a little different from before. His back is straighter, the wrinkles on his face have changed, and his eyes, although not bright and lively, can be described as bright and sharp.

Zhuang Mohan saw him coming towards him, nodded, and passed by.

Shen Zhong stopped and looked several times.

The old man is... so weird today.

……

At the same time, five miles south of the city.

pat.

A body fell from the sky and landed on the grass, which was filled with the smell of earth due to last night's rain.

Holding a broad-bladed spear, riding a chestnut horse and wearing a crown on his head, Uesugi Tora looked down and found that he was actually a man dressed as an ordinary citizen. However, the dagger exposed in his arms showed that the truth was not that simple.

"I have dealt with the Jinyiwei spies and scouts along the way. Let's get started."

The sound came from the crown of the big willow tree in the front left.

Uesugi Tora and Sean, who was one step behind, looked up and found an old man in a white robe with a chest-length beard standing in the wind. The branch thinner than his little finger actually supported his body steadily. The father and son's eyelids twitched when they saw this scene.

Back then on the battlefield in Cangzhou, Bai Feng’s attack was stunning. Now seeing him again, he is still so unfathomable and shocking. They are all powerful warriors above the ninth rank, but they didn’t even notice his arrival, and he was carrying the body of a secret guard.

Shangshan Hu nodded to the man on the tree, looked back at his confidants, confirmed that Tan Wu and others were ready, pointed his spear to the north and said, "Kill."

boom.

The sound of horse hooves raised dust everywhere.

Although there are only about a hundred cavalrymen, they are fully equipped with armor, spears, powerful crossbows, and hand axes. The weakest one has a combat strength of fifth rank. In the army, they are definitely the elite among the elite.

At the end of the team, two horses were pulling a carriage. On the carriage was a bell that was a size larger than the iron bell that appeared on the battlefield in Cangzhou. As the vehicle swayed, the bell also swayed back and forth.

On the willow tree.

Chu Ping always looked at Shangjing City on the horizon. The fact that Li Yunqian was able to delay time was because he deliberately let Li Yunqian delay time, but it did not mean that the Zhan family was allowed to do so.

……

"Master Shen, Master Shen..."

On the other side, he was awakened by the eunuch's call in front of the palace.

"The Queen Mother asked you to talk in the palace."

Shen Zhong quickly straightened his clothes, walked up the steps and entered Ci'an Palace.

In the center of the hall, the queen mother, dressed in a crimson purple crown and with a jade disk hanging from her chest, sat on a phoenix couch. Next to her was the expressionless emperor. Haitang Duoduo stood behind them with her hands clasped together.

"Shen Zhong, have you heard about Zhuang Mohan's purpose for coming here?"

Shen Zhong bowed and replied, "Replying to the Queen Mother, I heard about it."

"Then you also heard the conversation I had with him just now?"

"Yes."

"What do you think about this?"

Shen Zhong thought for a moment and said, "I think Chu Pingsheng asked Zhuang Mohan to come here to cover up something."

"What do you think he's covering up?"

"As soon as he entered the city that day, he went to Uesugi Tora's home. Afterwards, all the people I sent to follow him were killed. One day later, Uesugi Tora left the city through the south gate. This time, I asked the most stealthy and hidden guards to follow him carefully, but in the end, none of them came back. They were all dead. I guess..."

(End of this chapter)