Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 366: Go to the Immortal Tower, the topic is Immortal!
Yu Ke inherited Xie Guan's memory and also became influenced by his usual behavior style.

He walked cautiously and steadily, following closely behind the eunuch in charge of the seal.

The old eunuch in the scarlet dragon robe's eyes moved slightly.

The young man followed behind him, the hem of his robe swaying gently with every step, and each swing was exact, as if it had been carefully calculated.

His steps were steady, neither hurried nor slow, and each step was as precise as if it had been measured.

The boy did not look around, maintaining a proper distance without appearing restrained.

The old eunuch couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart - life is like learning to walk.

especially!
These old men who lived deep in the palace could tell a person's temperament and sophistication just by the way he walked.

This young man who stole the limelight at today's banquet has also won the favor of Mr. San and Prime Minister Su. It can be said that he has "risen to the top smoothly". What a great fortune.

However, he showed the calmness of a young man with a mature temperament, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

Perhaps it was because the old eunuch had been cautious in the palace all his life, and had developed the habit of supporting others over the years, that he was able to stay in peace.

This is a kind reminder to Xie Guan.

"Master Guan, when you enter the Yaoxian Building later, don't go up to the fourth floor."

The old eunuch whispered, "Just wait on the third floor, I will make arrangements for you."

"When you enter the Yaoxian Tower, don't look too much, don't ask too many questions, and don't say too much."

Yu Ke nodded slightly, knowing in his heart that it would never be wrong to talk less and do more.

He thought to himself that although this eunuch appointed by Prime Minister Su had a gloomy face, his temperament was unexpectedly kind, which was quite a contrast.

From the simulation, Yu Ke learned that Su Xiang had murderous intentions towards him, and that Su Xiang's grandson Su Yun, although he came from a prominent family, was impatient and difficult to get along with, but he had the demeanor of a gentleman.

This imperial eunuch does not seem to be the kind of eunuch who does evil.

What kind of person is this Prime Minister Su? Yu Ke was full of doubts.

Judging from the simulated memory, his impression of Su Xiang was vague and complicated.

Prime Minister Su is an arbitrary and authoritative prime minister who holds great power in the court.

At the same time, he was one of the four gentlemen in the academy, knowledgeable and highly respected.

According to rumors, he is the best chess player in the world, with unparalleled wisdom and strategy.

He also convened a banquet for all the beautiful women, controlled the Yellow River floods, saved the country and the people, and was praised by the people.

however!
On the other hand, the Nine Major Surnames, a powerful faction that formed cliques and pursued personal interests, seemed to have been created by him.

Is this person, who combines the roles of a powerful official, a Confucian scholar, a counselor and a good minister, loyal or treacherous?
Is it right or wrong?

Yu Ke was unable to distinguish for a moment, and only felt that Su Xiang's image was like a cloud of fog.

Yu Ke followed the eunuch in charge of the seal to the Yaoxian Tower.

Yaoxian Tower is a four-story tower-shaped building. The ground floor is the largest, and the area gradually decreases as the floors go up.

The fourth floor is the highest floor, symbolizing respect for the academy. The highest floor of the academy is only the fifth floor, so the Yaoxian Building will naturally not exceed its height.

The old eunuch waved his hand gently, and the guards respectfully stepped aside.

Yu Ke followed closely behind and stepped into the Yaoxian Tower.

Although the first floor was not spacious, the old eunuch's eye-catching scarlet dragon robe immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As the personal eunuch of Prime Minister Su, his identity was known to everyone.

Everyone looked at the young man following the eunuch with curiosity, and whispers spread among the crowd.

"That young man, could it be Xie Guan from the Caotang Poetry Society?"

"Prime Minister Su and Mr. San invited him to the Xianlou to write a poem for this banquet."

Most of the people on the first floor were lower-ranking officials and their children and wives. The atmosphere was lively but a little dull.

The eunuch in charge of the seal did not stop and quickly took Yu Ke to the second floor.

The second floor is where the ladies, young ladies and gentlemen from the nine major surnames gather, and the atmosphere is even more noble.

Xie Guan's arrival immediately caused everyone to whisper.

"Isn't that the bastard of the Xie family? Could he be the one who caused the scandal that ruined the Xie family's reputation more than a decade ago? I heard that people in Bianjing still mention this matter before and after meals, but the Xie family avoids him as much as possible."

Some people were talking in low voices, with a sarcastic tone.

"It is said that he has never been to school. He is just a junior high school student and has no academic achievements. How can he be qualified to come to a place like this?"

The mocking voices came one after another, and everyone sneered at Xie Guan's background and his status as a frivolous student.

However, some people also stood up for him.

"Humph, a bunch of corrupt scholars with long tongues!"

A clear female voice sounded, with disdain in her tone, "When the King of Yan came down from Mount Zhongnan, wasn't he also a Taoist boy who had never read a military book? But what happened later? He swept across the world and established a thousand-year foundation. Who dares to underestimate him?"

"Besides, what achievements does the Master have now? Is his knowledge not worth mentioning?"

The woman's words were sharp.

When it came to the King of Yan and the Master, few people dared not refute.

Before Prince Yan came out of the mountains, he was indeed just an unknown Taoist boy in Mount Zhongnan.

The Master has no reputation in Confucianism, but of course he is called the Great Sage and Teacher by Confucianism.

"Can you guys write his three poems after racking your brains?"

The woman who had just spoken sneered and glanced at those who were mocking her.

The woman wore a fu hat with hanging feet and no makeup on her face, but she had an imposing heroic air.

Her rebuttal silenced the mocking voices, and everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

If Xie Guan were here, he would be able to recognize that this woman was none other than Chen Jiuyan, the last disciple of Prime Minister Su, who had played ten games of chess with him in the courtyard of Xie's mansion.

Chen Jiuyan watched Yu Ke slowly walk up to the third floor, but he felt in his heart that this was how it should be.

If not!

How could a mere nobody win six games in a row against her in the ways of black and white?

How could an ordinary person easily defeat her? She couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Today, Xie Guan was ordered by Mr. San and Prime Minister Su to compose poems for the Banquet of Flowers. I wonder what kind of masterpiece he will write.

This was undoubtedly an opportunity to show his prowess, but countless pairs of eyes from the nine major families in the academy were staring at him.

If the poem is not well written, it will probably lead to all kinds of abuse, which is tantamount to putting him on the fire.

however!
Thinking of Xie Guan's calm appearance and his composure in playing chess, Chen Jiuyan felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

"It shouldn't be difficult for him."

She whispered to herself, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Yu Ke stepped onto the second floor with a steady gaze, not looking around.

He had reached the seventh level of spiritual cultivation, and his awareness was sharp. He easily sensed that there was a cold gaze fixed on him on the second floor.

He glanced calmly and found that the gaze came from a young man.

The man was as thin as a stick, dressed in brocade clothes and jade belt, with four or five sachets hanging around his waist. His face was long and narrow like a donkey, and his face was covered with thick powder. His cheeks were slightly sunken, making him look particularly gloomy.

Yu Ke recognized this person in Xie Guan's memory - Zhao Yang from the Zhao family. He had been good friends with Xie Renfeng in the Hongjing Courtyard of the Xie Mansion, and the two had tried to bully Wutong.

Xie Guan had already had a grudge against them.

Yu Ke just glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. He continued walking and slowly climbed to the third floor.

The second floor is where the descendants, relatives and families of the nine major surnames gather. Although the atmosphere is noble, it still has some of the noise and impetuousness of the younger generation.

And the third floor!
It is where the people in charge of the nine major surnames, the concubines of the Great Qi Dynasty and the high-ranking officials of the court are located.

There are also teachers in the academy.

The atmosphere here is completely different, calm and solemn.

Sitting at each table were powerful figures. They had deep eyes and calm manners, and although they spoke in soft voices, their authority was unquestionable.

The concubines in the harem were dressed in luxurious clothes and had dignified manners, and their eyes and eyebrows showed the calmness and sternness acquired through experience in the deep palace.

The high-ranking officials in the court either talked in low voices or sipped from their glasses, and their every gesture and movement showed the bearing of those who had held high positions for a long time.

Old Madam Xie, Xie Hong, Madam Yuan, the mistress of the main courtyard, and Madam Zhao, the mistress of the second courtyard, are all on the third floor.

Yu Ke climbed up the stairs.

He noticed that even the old eunuch in the mandarin robe in front of him slowed down his steps and looked more cautious.

Above the third floor, there are the dignitaries from the nine major families.

Yu Ke lowered his eyebrows and looked down, his eyes looking at his nose, and his nose looking at his mouth.

In his perception, there were dozens of strong and long auras on the third floor, some of them were from masters of the ninth realm of martial arts, some were from people with unfathomable spirits.

Yu Ke secretly practiced the secret technique taught by Lu Hua to restrain his aura.

This technique is so mysterious that even a powerful "Xuan Dan" warrior at the ninth level of martial arts would find it difficult to detect the depth of his cultivation unless he used it.

Suddenly!

The cauldron roared in the sea of ​​​​heart, and a mysterious aura flowed through the body, calming Xie Guan's mind firmly.

The aura around his body was completely restrained, and he seemed like a normal person.

Only then did Yu Ke feel a little relieved.

He sighed in his heart that this "Kunxu Ding" was quite mysterious in his own territory.

But it has never been rung in the Shenxiao Sect.

As soon as Xie Guan and his companions reached the third floor, they attracted a lot of attention.

The four people in the Xie family's group all cast their eyes over.

The old lady had an indifferent expression, holding the deer-head bracelet in her hand, and her wrinkled face was like an ancient pond without ripples.

Madam Yuan's face was frosty and full of coldness.

Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

Xie Hong just glanced at it casually and then looked away, not caring at all.

Yu Ke kept the eunuch's instructions in mind and followed him closely into a quiet room that had been prepared.

Turn around the twelve-fold rosewood screen and push the door to enter the room.

No one is empty.

On the rosewood desk, there is Chengxintang paper reflecting the light of night-shining pearls, a purple jade inkstone, and a wolf-hair brush holder, everything you need.

The interior furnishings are elegant, and the desk is fully equipped with the four treasures of the study.

The old eunuch bowed and said, "Please watch the poem you wrote on the theme of the Banquet of Immortals and Flowers."

"I will be waiting here."

"Time will expire when the banquet is over."

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Zhao Yang's eyes were fixed on the figure climbing up to the third floor. He was so angry that he suddenly threw the exquisite teacup in his hand.

"pat-"

There was a crisp sound.

The teacup shattered, tea and debris splashed everywhere, and tea stains flowed all over the ground.

"Xie Guan, you really deserve to die!"

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth, his voice low but full of resentment.

"Who is this Xie Guan? How dare he be qualified to step onto the third floor of the Yaoxian Tower?"

"And Xie Renfeng is also a useless piece of shit! Didn't they say they had hired Xuan Yue Tang's top assassin for a large sum of money?"

"Why did Xie Guan appear in this banquet alive and kicking?"

(End of this chapter)