Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 27
The wind in midsummer is a little dry and hot, and the leaves on the trees have turned from light green to dark green. There are always some poets who love everything lush and green, and sigh a few words about this majestic vitality.

Chaosheng's convoy escorted a large number of tributes down the plateau, and people from all walks of life dressed in exotic costumes gathered here.

Occasionally, one or two rough men bent their bows and pointed their arrows at the goshawks flying in the sky.

It seemed that the shot was empty, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Dilhan, the wolves on the prairie have their moments." The well-dressed man laughed loudly, his landscape painting fan was gently shaking, wasn't it the Prince of Beichen, Xuan Yuheng.

Dierhan put the longbow behind his back in a foolish way, walked up to Xuan Yuheng and said, "Who am I? It turns out it's you, a pretty face. I heard that you are coming to Eastern Zhou this time to propose a marriage."

"That's right." Xuan Yuheng hooked his shoulders and put his back on Dierhan, fanning Dierhan back and forth with his fan, driving away a little heat, "How about it, do you want to help brother?"

Xuan Yuheng smiled like a fox who has become a spirit. As Dierhan is the second son of King Nanhan, if he is around, it should be more effective.

Unexpectedly, Dierhan shook his head, gently moved the hand on his shoulder, and looked at one place, "Little white face, someone is staring at you, I don't want to become a pig's head again."

Following Dierhan's gaze, he saw a woman looking for something.

The woman was wearing a colorful blouse, which just exposed her slender waist, and a batik skirt with cross-stitched flowers could be hung on her crotch, making her waist even more slender.

Xuan Yuheng immediately hid behind Dierhan, "Isn't it?! Why is she here!"

Dierhan yelled mischievously, "Little boy, your wife is looking for you, why are you hiding behind me?"

Hearing the sound, the woman pulled out the long whip at her waist and threw it at Dillhan.

"Miss Adie, it's not that I want to hide him." Dierhan waved his hands and hid to the side.

Xuan Yuheng smiled awkwardly, with a hint of embarrassment, "So it's Miss Adie, long time no see..."

The thing Xuan Yuheng regrets the most in this life is that he went to Xijiang. Adie is the saint of Xijiang, and he stole the heart of this saint for no reason. Thinking about it, it is really a sin...

"Master Yuheng." Although he knew Xuan Yuheng's identity for a long time, Adie still liked to call him Young Master, Adie raised his eyebrows, "Why did you hide when you saw Adie?"

The charm of Xijiang girls has caused many traffickers to like to go to Xijiang to cheat girls. At this time, Atie's eyebrows were raised slightly, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. Dierhan almost couldn't hold it anymore, and ran away.

Although the group of people made noise, their progress did not stop at all, until the capital could be seen in the distance.

"Master, information about Qianji Pavilion." Chasing the wind caressed the goshawk perched on his shoulder, and put a piece of fresh meat in front of the goshawk.

Ji Li only glanced at the information he received from Zhuifeng, then snorted softly, "The person who came this time is really interesting."

According to the information, Dier Khan, who came from the Southern Khan, was a simple and honest man, and he did not like the King of the Southern Khan. This may have something to do with the increasing strength of the Southern Khan's army in recent years.Adie, the saint of Xijiang, was raised by the saint of the previous generation since she was a child, and her status is noble.The most interesting thing was none other than Xuan Yuheng, and I don't know what method he used to convince Emperor Beichen to let him come.

"Master," Zhuifeng's face changed, and he said after some hesitation, "I heard that Prince Beichen came here this time, not only brought tribute... it seems that he also brought a betrothal gift."

"Oh?" Ji Li's voice raised a bit, "The bride price..."

The meaningful tone made Zhuifeng think that he had identified the wrong person, so he hurriedly bowed his head and walked out.

In the past, when the master read the information, even if it was a big matter, the master always had a calm attitude...

It seems that Lian Qingcheng is the only one who can win the master's heart.

On this day, Tingyu suddenly received an order from Qianji Pavilion to take Lian Qingcheng to Qiantui Mansion, which made Tingyu very embarrassed.

Once you enter a thousand opportunities, you can't die.This is the rule of Qianji Pavilion, but now Lian Qingcheng is her master, Ting Yu has made trouble.

Fortunately, many esoteric sects from other countries have been moved to the Jili Mansion. With the attitude of knowing oneself and knowing the enemy, Lian Qingcheng can barely agree.

The most numerous in Tantra are the princes and saints who flourished in this dynasty.

Lian Qingcheng read Tantric Buddhism several times, not missing every detail.

What kind of people came here, what temperament likes and dislikes, she was unwilling to let them go.And what made her most curious were the few things recorded in Tantra.

In the 36th year of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Xuan Yuheng, the prince of Beichen, went to Nanhan alone, and met Dierhan, the second son of the king of Nanhan. He had a deep friendship and escaped assassination.

In the 37th year of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Xuan Yuheng, the prince of Beichen, went to the western border alone, and met Adie Qisi, the saint of the western border.

"This prince is really not a cheap lamp." Lian Qingcheng put down the Tantra in his hand, and picked up some other books to read.

Bai Ping walked in and saw that the food he had brought in in the morning had not moved at all on the table, he couldn't help being a little angry, and wanted to burn those so-called esoteric sects several times.

"Okay, okay," Lian Qingcheng couldn't bear to chatter when reading things, so he could only coax him, "I'll eat it immediately after reading this book."

Following a few light knocks on the door, Zhuifeng walked in, "Miss Lian, the master asked me to inform you that Xuan Yuheng, the prince of the Beichen Kingdom, seems to have brought a betrothal gift this time. I wonder what Miss's plans are."

"Betrothal gift?" Lian Qingcheng looked puzzled, and seemed to think of something, and couldn't help laughing, "This person... is not satisfied with a saint from Xijiang."

"Master asked Miss what her plans are..." Zhui Feng asked.If you can't bring back the news, I don't know how the master will react.

After sitting for a long time, Lian Qingcheng stood up and stretched lazily, "Mr. You Lao went back and reported, saying that the courtiers have no intention of doing anything else. If there are really a few ignorant ones, let the prince like it or not."

"The young lady is busy first, if you have something to do, just ask the servants." Zhuifeng heaved a sigh of relief.

To be precise, he breathed a sigh of relief for Xuan Yuheng, if Miss Lian had any other reply... I am afraid that Beichen's prince's visit to the capital will really make him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Before leaving, Zhuifeng left behind a secret letter, Lian Qingcheng looked at the words written by the vigorous and powerful Ms. Lian, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the words were like her, the ancients did not deceive me.

Ting Yu is worthy of being a member of Qianji Pavilion, and Lian Qingcheng couldn't help but be speechless after seeing the amazing resilience.

"Miss," Ting Yu, who was out to inquire, snatched the cup in Bai Ping's hand and drank the tea first when he came back, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "As expected, His Royal Highness sent someone to Correspondence with people in Xijiang."

Lian Qingcheng listened, but the corners of his mouth curled up.

"The second son sent by the King of Southern Khan is simple and honest. If he wants to be sympathetic with him, I am afraid it will be heard by the emperor in a few days, but the saint of Xijiang is a brave and resourceful master. With a noble status, if the crown prince gets the help of the saintess, he will be like a tiger with wings."

"Then what should we do next?"

Lian Qingcheng smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, and a cold light flashed across his slightly squinted eyes, "Follow your ears."

(End of this chapter)