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Dongcheng Area.

Wang Ping was listening to a book in the private room on the second floor of the teahouse. Naturally, he heard the roar of Xicheng District, but he could not climb up and see far like Jiang Cun.

However, the teahouse is a place where news gathers, and soon, he learned what was going on from other people's jokes.

At this moment, Wang Ping suddenly thought of the foundation-building monk he met at Binguan. He had a decisive mood at that time, which was very consistent with the situation of those monks who were willing to die in people's jokes.

Listening to the chatter of these people, listening to their indifferent tone, and feeling their emotions, Wang Ping got to know Shangjing City again. The people here are not all crazy. For example, they can use a joking tone in the teahouse. Making fun of the emperor.

Sometimes they even made fun of them in front of the royal missionaries and priests. The priests did not argue with others, but just responded with smiles, because in theory they were still followers of the emperor, and the incense was never interrupted every morning, but they were not as popular as soldiers and aristocratic families. extreme.

The emperor rigorously played a majestic image of kindness, wisdom, enlightenment and justice!

"what!"

Wang Ping suddenly felt something. He walked to the window of the elegant room and looked at the golden stream of light in the sky. After they swept away the blood and broken limbs on the street, the light seemed to be stronger, but in fact the national destiny had weakened. , there was even a brief gap.

"when!"

He dropped two copper coins.

Looking at the fallen hexagram, Wang Ping raised his eyebrows, and Yu Lian, who was drinking tea on the coffee table next to him, flew over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The destiny of the country has stalled for a moment just now!"

Wang Ping said softly: "Although it is only a moment, for a monk in the Third Realm, a lot of things can be done in this moment."

...

Phoenix Tower.

Located in Xicheng District, it is the most famous place for finding flowers in Shangjing City and is commonly known as a brothel.

On the tenth day of the lunar month, the snow is still falling and the weather is cold, but the city of Shangjing is still in the hot atmosphere of the Spring Festival. Visitors come and go every day in Fenglou. The gate is crowded with sedans and carriages, which are distributed outside the four courtyards in the southeast, northwest and around Fenglou. There is also a sedan chair belonging to the first-class official of the dynasty.

Wang Ping came to Xiyuan early this morning and occupied the entire Xiyuan by himself.

The decoration of Xiyuan is exquisite. The buildings are mainly light yellow. The courtyard scenery is centered on the two winter plum trees next to the pavilion, and is supported by rockeries, waterside pavilions and weeping willows. People who are in it will feel that these two trees are not aware of it. The winter plum trees are really beautiful.

But Wang Ping was indifferent to it, because this place was too tacky, and trapped in this crowded city, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, there was no vitality, leaving only dead things without any sense of agility.

Yulian likes it very much. She likes the petals of winter plum. She takes a bite from time to time to taste the faint floral fragrance. She appreciates flowers by eating them.

When half of the flowers on the branches of the two winter plum trees went into the belly of the rain lotus, the snow finally stopped, and the guests Wang Ping was waiting for also arrived.

At this moment, Yun Que was different from what Wang Ping had seen at the three-seat meeting. He did not have gorgeous clothes, but was wearing a gray bachelor's robe. His hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and there was a thick layer of clothing on the outside. woolen cloak.

Jiang Cun, who came with Yun Que, was similarly dressed, which made them look like the sons of a powerful family in the capital came out to have fun.

Wang Ping went to the door to greet the two of them.

After the three of them greeted each other, Yun Que looked at the two awkward winter plum trees and said, "This place is getting worse and worse..." As he spoke, he took out a jade slip and handed it to Wang Ping, "Leave a piece of your soul." As long as the consciousness is inside." Wang Ping took the jade slip and carefully examined it inside and out, and then looked at the contents on it. It recorded Wang Ping's life, including a record of his contributions to the Daozang Hall. Most of all, even the recent events on Mozhou Road were recorded. In this record document, he was almost described as the savior of Mozhou Road.

After injecting the consciousness of the soul into the jade slip, a red and blue magic circle flashed on the surface of the jade slip, preserving this consciousness.

"From now on, fellow Taoist monks from Changqing will be the official three seats in the Daozang Hall."

Yun Que put away the jade slips, glanced at his younger brother who was following him, and said casually: "You guys can talk among yourselves. The avatar I condensed in Daozang Hall cannot sustain it for too long."

After he finished speaking, he put away the jade slips and walked towards the door. Wang Ping was about to say a few polite words, but was interrupted by Jiang Cun: "Okay, don't be so long-winded. My second brother usually has this personality. Let's go over and sit down. .”

He pointed to the gazebo with the stove in front.

Wang Ping did not refuse, but he had made up his mind that he would never let himself be used as bait, because his opponent was not an idiot. Once he was exposed, the enemy would definitely not be stupid enough to rush over and die if there were experts around him. So, The only way is to intercept him when he returns to Nanlin Road.

There are too many uncontrollable things on this road. Even if someone escorts him all the way, he can't guarantee that there will be no problem.

After Jiang Cun sat down, he spoke directly about his plan without any hesitation: "We have found the hiding place of the two people who assassinated you before. You must know one of them."

"Oh?" Wang Ping responded with a questioning expression.

"Leng Zhixing, the master of the Shandao Sect!"

"He actually got promoted?"

"Correct!"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Ping also asked directly.

Jiang Cun remained silent for a few breaths, then changed the topic and said, "Someone is investigating who had been to Huangyang Mountain on the day of the assassination of you. Although the direction of this investigation is stupid, as long as there is enough time and manpower, we can still find out something. Things have come, and you have wasted too much time!"

Wang Ping's eyes flashed. He had also thought that someone would investigate from this direction, so he found a suitable time to complete the registration and had already made considerable arrangements.

However, Wang Ping did not show his intelligence, but showed weakness appropriately and said: "If you have something to say, fellow Taoist, you might as well say it directly."

"It's very simple. Go pay homage to General Wang Kang again. This time you go in person."

Wang Ping was in a state of thinking when he heard this. Yu Lian got out of his sleeve and climbed to the winter plum branch next to him. Just when he was about to swallow two more plum blossoms, Wang Ping said: "I thought of another way. .”

"You might as well tell me!" Jiang Cun patiently made an invitation gesture.

"We are soldiers and they are thieves. Since you know where they are hiding, why don't you kill them?"

Jiang Cun was obviously taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid we can't get rid of the root cause..."

Wang Ping interrupted: "There is nothing to be afraid of. We are upright and at worst, we will search the whole city. His Majesty the Emperor should be happy to see such a thing. Therefore, we occupy a favorable position and can defeat them even if we use our power to overwhelm others." It’s overwhelming.”

He stretched out his hands and made a gesture, "We have a big mountain in Shangjing City, and they are just ants trying to shake the mountain. If we don't need to suppress them now, why don't we wait until they drill the mountain into the air and then suppress it again?"

(End of this chapter)