Xuanxia

Chapter 565 Yan Yidong

"This exiled old man, he really has some ability..."

Fu Qingzhou muttered to himself and jumped off the carriage.

Apart from anything else, the fact that he knew Jiang Baichuan had two identities already showed that the exiled old man was very knowledgeable. Add to that his mysterious disappearance at the end, and it can be almost concluded that he was not an old liar but someone who really had something.

And thinking back, when the exiled old man appeared beside him, he didn't seem to notice anything.

"Next time you see Jiang Baichuan, remember to give him a chance?"

Fu Qingzhou repeated these words with a slightly strange look on his face.

Although I couldn't imagine what impact my becoming a so-called hidden dragon would have on Jiang Baichuan's ending, but... I'll just listen to it for now, remember it, and talk about it when that day really comes in the future.

As he was thinking, he was already standing at the entrance of the alley he had just visited two days ago.

There are many official residences in the alley where Ning Mansion is located. The home of Yan Yidong, the chief minister of the cabinet, is naturally also here.

"Yan Mansion, Yan Mansion..."

Fu Qingzhou strolled in the alley, his eyes sweeping over the gates of the big mansions.

Finally, after walking for a while, he finally caught a glimpse of the two big words "Yan Mansion" and walked up and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door creaked open and a servant poked his head out: "Who are you?"

"My name is Fu..."

After Fu Qingzhou said three words, he felt something was wrong, so he changed his words and said with a smile: "Please inform Lord Yan of your mansion and tell him that Uncle Qianlong Fu Qingzhou is here to pay a visit."

"Mr. Qianlong? Never heard of him..." The servant frowned and asked, "Do you have a visiting card?"

Fu Qingzhou spread his hands and said, "It was just sealed this morning. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Naturally, there is no visiting card."

"Then how do I know if you are some kind of lunatic or criminal?"

The servant glared at Fu Qingzhou and said, "Master, can't anyone see you just because they want to? Go away."

After saying that, the door slammed shut with a bang. Fu Qingzhou was standing close to it and almost got thwarted.

"..."

Fu Qingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Greeting card? Where can I get one?
He thought about it for a while and knocked on the door again.

After a while, the door opened again, and the servant stuck his head out again. This time, he was even more impatient, and his tone was fierce: "Are you done yet? If you mess around again, I'll call someone to beat you away with sticks!"

Fu Qingzhou leisurely took out the Mingjian Zhishi card and handed it over: "You have this card? I am not only Qianlong Bo, but also the special envoy of Mingjian Pavilion. It shouldn't be that difficult for me to meet your master, right?"

The servant was startled at first, then stared at the sign for a long time and suddenly burst out laughing.

Fu Qingzhou: “?”

"Just you? The special envoy of Mingjian Pavilion?"

The servant couldn't hold it back and laughed loudly, "Do you think I'm stupid? As if I've never seen the Mingjian Zhishi brand? Their brand is so thin, and yours is so thick! Who do you think you are? Li Jingzhe? Ning Wuwang? Or Master Ning Baimei? Can you please be more careful when you fake it?"

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

"Alright, alright, I don't think you look like a lunatic, but more like a madman."

The servant smiled, and the cruelty on his face faded, instead revealing a bit of pity: "Go away quickly, this is not the place for you to make trouble."

"I..." Fu Qingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm really not crazy, am I?"

"Crazy people say they are not."

The servant waved his hand and drove him away, "Go away, go away. If you continue to make trouble, we will beat you up like a madman."

After saying that, the door closed again.

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

He silently put away the Mingjian Zhishi card, slowly squatted down on the steps in front of the Yan Mansion's gate, and fell into deep doubt.

what's going on?
The Imperial Palace, Mingjian Pavilion, and Hell were all accessible to him, but how could he be stopped by a servant?

This, this, this, this, I have this important task of giving away swords, but I run into a snag right at the start?
Just as Fu Qingzhou was rubbing his head, wondering whether he should find someone of status to act as his guarantor, an old man's voice sounded not far away.

"Young man, why are you sitting here?" Fu Qingzhou looked up and saw that the person who came was an old man in simple clothes. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. There was an indelible fatigue between his brows, but he seemed to be smiling, so he must be in a good mood, but there was a strange sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

"It's nothing, old man, thank you for your concern."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I came to visit the mansion, but the servants here wouldn't let me in..."

The old man was slightly startled, and looked up at the gate of Yan's house: "Are you here to pay homage?"

"Yes."

Fu Qingzhou spread his hands and said, "I'm here to see Master Yan... Old man, do you also live on this street? Do you know if there is any way to get this gatekeeper to inform me?"

The old man looked at him with a smile, and finally asked leisurely, "Young man, you are the newly appointed Fengtian Yiyun Tuicheng Qianlongbo by the emperor. How come you can't even convince a servant?"

"Um?!"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up and he suddenly perked up: "Old man, you recognize me! Are you... also an official in the palace during the morning court today? Yes, yes, you live here, that must be it!"

"Ha ha……"

The old man shook his head and smiled, then slowly walked up the steps and knocked on the door.

"Why are you here again..." The door opened again, and the servant showed his face impatiently, but this time, he saw the old man's face and was immediately startled: "Oh, master!"

"master?!"

Fu Qingzhou was also startled and stood up at once: "You are Master Yan!"

"Come in, I am also very curious, why did you, the young lord, rush to see me so soon after leaving the court..."

The old man Yan Yidong smiled and said to the servant with wide eyes: "Aji, you have blocked the Qianlong Earl who was personally appointed by His Majesty from entering the door..."

"Twice." Fu Qingzhou added expressionlessly.

"……twice."

Yan Yidong patted the servant Aji on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job. I'll give you a copper coin as a reward. Go find the housekeeper to get the money."

The servant Aji's expression changed from uneasiness to confusion, and from confusion to surprise. He then shouted "Thank you, master!" and disappeared in a flash.

Fu Qingzhou: “?”

"hehe."

Yan Yidong turned around and smiled at him: "As a gatekeeper, isn't it your duty to keep people of unknown origin out of the gate?"

Fu Qingzhou: "...Okay."

The Yan Mansion is shaded by green trees, with secluded paths and blue brick roads that show slight signs of time, simple and quiet.

Although the owner of this house is the most powerful prime minister in the cabinet, Fu Qingzhou did not sense any official air as he followed the owner of the house and walked slowly. On the contrary, a strong scent of ink filled his nose, as if he was in a study.

After walking a few more steps, Fu Qingzhou realized that he was not mistaken in smelling the scent of ink...

There was a pool of water in the middle of the yard, but the water was no longer clear and transparent, but had become as deep as ink.

"This is my brush-washing pool."

Seeing him looking at the ink pool, Yan Yidong smiled and said, "I have no other hobbies in my life except calligraphy and painting."

Fu Qingzhou also smiled and said, "Master Yan is in a very elegant mood."

Yan Yidong didn't rush to ask him why he came to the mansion. He just led him slowly to the study, calmly asked him to sit down, and personally brewed a pot of tea for him before slowly speaking.

"Master Fu."

He asked softly, "Why did you come all the way to see me?"

Fu Qingzhou nodded, took out the Mingjian Zhishi card and gently placed it on the table.

Yan Yidong frowned, his tone somewhat puzzled: "Mingjian Pavilion? Your badge... or a special envoy? What does it mean? Did I commit a crime?"

"Your Excellency has misunderstood."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I am a special envoy who does not investigate cases or arrest people. I am only doing an important task for Master Xiangjian - the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way. You must know about this, right?"

(End of this chapter)