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Chapter 190: Challenge! (Subscribe)
As the saying goes, serving the king is like serving a tiger.

This sentence is a "golden saying" for both Xie Jing, who was appointed as the left prime minister, and Lin Hansong, the Duke of Xing.

However, they have been with the emperor for decades, each of them has their own way of dealing with things, and they also abide by their duties and play their roles in front of the Emperor of Wei.

Such as the left prime minister Xie Jing.

Since he entered the court as an official, he has always shown the qualities of being resourceful and outspoken, and this is the impression that Emperor Wei has of him.

As for Lin Hansong, although he has a fair face and a beardless and elegant appearance, he is actually very quiet in front of Emperor Wei.

But if he had to speak, he would usually follow what the Emperor Wei said.

Just like before.

"It's so late, aren't you in a hurry to go back and spend time with your daughter?" Xie Jing asked in the tone of an old friend:

"She and Chen Yi just returned to Kyoto Prefecture. They must have missed you very much."

Lin Hansong did not turn his head to look at him, his eyes were still fixed on the bustling Zhuque Street, as if he could see the hustle and bustle under the lights.

"Xie Xiang cares a lot about Chen Yi?"

"It's not me, it's Dong An who cares about him," Xie Jing said, tucking her hands into her sleeves as if she felt the cold.
"Of course, I am also grateful to him for saving Dong'an in the Southern Barbarian Secret Realm."

"Prime Minister Xie shouldn't have said that to me," Lin Hansong tilted his head, glanced at him unintentionally, and said meaningfully, "You shouldn't have let them do that."

"them?"

Xie Jing smiled, her long grey hair neatly combed under her official hat, her face looked a little weathered but still not old.

In fact, there is a twenty-year age difference between him and Lin Hansong.

But when the two stood together, it was impossible to tell who was older from their looks.

"There's a saying in the folk slang that goes, 'A big forest has all kinds of birds.' When they want to die, no one can stop them."

"I feel relieved knowing that Prime Minister Xie has said this." Lin Hansong's eyes were crystal clear under the light, but his tone remained calm.

"Things are different now. There's nothing to worry about." Xie Jing smiled and pointed to a corner of the street.

"Just like the Moon-Watching Tower."

"Sixty years ago, when I first came to Jingdu Prefecture from Nanhe Prefecture, it was not called this name, but 'Purple Dragon Pavilion', which was the property of the emperor who had not yet ascended the throne."

"Forty years ago, it was renamed 'Feng Man Lou', and the man behind it was Du Qing, who had just taken over as the King of Zhenbei."

"Until thirty years ago, it was called Moon Watching Tower. Hansong, guess who owns it?"

"Yours." Lin Hansong responded with two words lightly.

"That's right," Xie Jing clapped her hands, still smiling, "So some people say it is the unchanging 'king' of Kyoto Prefecture, I think so!"

"You are the 'king', right?"

"...Han Song, from the first time I saw you, I knew you were a mean person!"

Lin Hansong: “Thank you.”

"Ministers in this court come and go, but in the end, it's still the same." Xie Jing smiled and shook his head.
“No one likes the truth, and no one tells the truth.”

"You too?"

"Of course I am no exception, but I see things more clearly than most people."

Lin Hansong could hear the hidden meaning in Xie Jing's words.

But as I just said, "No one likes the truth", he also doesn't like to hear the truth.

It was just because he himself didn't like to tell the truth, especially to the most cunning and treacherous Left Prime Minister of the Wei Dynasty.

"Han Song, that's all I have to say. I should go back and see my grandchildren."

As she spoke, Xie Jing patted his shoulder, turned around with a smile and walked down the Suzaku Tower that had stood for a thousand years.

Lin Hansong watched him leave the palace and get on the carriage home before he got off.

He walked slowly, thinking about the intention of Xie Jing's words just now.

In fact, he knew that it was not Xie Jing who wanted Wangyue Tower, but someone forced him to accept it.

And he also knew that the person who persecuted him was not the emperor, but someone else.

those people……

"Haha, the old man wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers!"

After figuring everything out, Lin Hansong quickened his pace.

Even though he had said it lightly before, Lin Xueru had not been home for more than ten years, so it would be a lie to say that he didn't miss her.

As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, the black-clad servants of the Lin residence welcomed him to the carriage. After he sat firmly, they whipped the horse and slowly drove out of the restricted area of ​​the palace.

The driver said with a wronged look on his old face: "Master, the lady has urged me three times and even said she would deduct my monthly salary."

"Please plead for me when you go back. I only get one silver dollar a month. I'm very poor."

"I know."

Lin Hansong replied with no expression on his face, but he sighed in his heart.

Old Ma, whether I should sleep in the guest room or the woodshed tonight depends on how much monthly salary you have deducted.

Compared to Lin Hansong, Xie Jing on the other side was obviously much more relaxed.

After returning to the prime minister's residence, he staggered to the backyard with his hands behind his back. Just as he was about to go to the study to sleep for the night, he saw Xie Dong'an under the porch not far away.

Xie Jing paused and coughed, "Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

"I have something to ask Grandpa." Xie Dongan bowed respectfully and invited him to go to the pavilion for a chat.

Xie Jing frowned, looked up at the moonlight in the sky, and asked with a slightly dignified look:

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter?"

"Today, my grandson found many monks from Kyoto Prefecture," Xie Dongan said in a reserved manner.
"My grandson feels something is strange, and I want to ask grandpa if he knows why they are here?"

"Monks..." Xie Jing said slowly, "People with bald heads are not good people. Stay away from them."

Silent for a long while.

Xie Dongan asked carefully: "No more?"

Xie Jing side-glanced at him, as if she were looking at a fool.

"You are neither a monk nor a Taoist, so why should a great scholar like you care about those bald donkeys?"

"Even if they get beaten to a pulp, it has nothing to do with you."

Hearing this, Xie Dongan lowered his head.

"Grandpa is teaching me that my grandson thinks too much."

Xie Jing turned her head away and didn't look at him.

"It's not that I think too much. You just have too much free time."

"Grandson, don't..."

"No?" Xie Jing interrupted with a smile, "Did you feel that you couldn't win first place in that event, so you gave up?"

Xie Dongan laughed dryly and said, "My grandson can't beat Wang Yang, let alone Chen Yi."

Those two monsters are stronger than each other, and they are not comparable to those of a mortal like him.

"Do you think the kid from the Chen family is more promising?"

"It is."

"I think so too," Xie Jing nodded slightly, "so go back and copy the Family Instructions a hundred times and give it to me tomorrow morning."

"...Yes, grandson will take his leave first."

Xie Dongan bowed respectfully, turned around and left the pavilion with a wry smile on his face.

Why bother?
Why should he care about those monks!
But halfway through the journey, he changed his mind.

After copying the "Family Instructions", he went to ask "Dakong Buddhist".

Xie Dongan always felt that there was something fishy about those monks gathering in Kyoto Prefecture. If he didn't figure it out, he would have copied so many words in vain.

What he didn't know was that Xie Jing, who was still enjoying the cold wind in the pavilion, started laughing.

"Transparent!"

He sees things clearly and has even more patience—a rare sight in this world!

……

Chen Yiwan declined the kindness of the people in the mansion who wanted to welcome him. Xia Wanwan and Chen Taiping were not there, and he did not like dealing with those elders.

Fortunately, after my second grandfather left the court, he only asked people to invite him once, and after he refused, he dropped the idea.

There was no enthusiastic invitation, nor was there any moral kidnapping by the old lady. Therefore, Chen Yi heard all kinds of noise on the first day he returned to Kyoto Prefecture after a long absence.

The kind of noise he rarely heard in the secluded Taixu Taoist Sect.

He remembered that he heard the "rumor" in two nearby neighborhoods after lunch at noon.

Then, it was as if a Pandora's box was opened, as if the entire Kyoto Prefecture knew that "the King of Zhenbei came to welcome him."

Some said that he was arrogant because of his talent, some said that he had no regard for superiors and subordinates, and some said that "this kind of trend should not be allowed to continue" and thought of filing a complaint against him before the emperor.

He heard this so many times that he almost believed it himself.

"interesting."

Under Chen Yi's perception, he silently wrote down several people who deliberately spread rumors.

Of course, he didn't just remember these few people, but also their locations and possible instigators.

"The Zhao family on Fengtong Street. I remember that before I left Kyoto Prefecture, the Zhao family had a minister of rites. After more than ten years, he should have been promoted, right?"

"There is also the Yin family from Changlefang, who are also officials from the Ministry of Rites."

"The Tong family of Kangpingfang, the former county magistrate, I don't know what's going on with them now."

"There are a few more..."

Chen Yi was secretly happy. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing just after returning to Kyoto Prefecture.

Is this a warning to him?
Or do you want to test him?

Or both?
Chen Yi didn't know.

He only knew one thing - when he returned to Kyoto Prefecture, he was no longer the same as when he left!

Thinking of this, Chen Yi's sword perception instantly rushed thousands of miles away and accurately found the "witch woman" Wen Renying who was hiding in Xijiang Mansion.

But it seems that she is not in a good condition at the moment. She is soaking in a bucket of water, muttering to herself:

"Hehe, little sword fairy~ I like it so much~ My dear, I wish I could have one more~"

"..."

Chen Yi coughed, and it was like a thunderclap, scaring Wenren Yinghua so much that she turned pale.

"Who? Who is peeping at me?"

Wenren Ying suddenly dodged, put on a veil, and looked at the formation set up in the room suspiciously.

"it's me."

Chen Yi just felt that his mind was not clean anymore, as if it was printed with a white color.

"grown ups?"

Wen Renying patted her chest as if relieved. The veil that had been covering her before no longer provided any barrier, and she walked to the bucket in a charming and voluptuous manner.

"You scared me to death~"

"..."

Although Chen Yi never considered himself a good person, Wen Renying really didn't treat him as an outsider at this moment.

"Does the Baishen Sect have anyone available in Kyoto Prefecture?"

"Eh? My Lord, do you want me to do something?" Wen Renying was startled, and quickly regained her serious expression and said:
"There are no worshippers of the Divine Sect in the Kyoto Prefecture, only a few spies who make it easy to understand the court's movements."

If Chen Yi has something going on, it means that she can get the blood core. As a business-savvy Nine-Tailed Fox, she naturally would not refuse.

"Then help me investigate the Zhao family in Fengtong Street, Changlefang..."

Chen Yi ordered bluntly: "It would be best if they had done some shameful things. The more the better, the more detailed the better."

Wen Renying quickly responded, and even asked to express her sincerity:

"If you need anything, I can go to Kyoto Prefecture myself~"

"Oh? You dare to come?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Did this evil woman from the God Worshiping Sect really think of herself as his?
You must know that all the evil people in the Baishen Sect are wanted criminals by the court, especially the "evil woman", who is registered in the Night Watch Department.

"Don't worry, sir. I have my own way~"

Wen Renying stepped into the bucket, took off her veil and said with a smile: "I promise no one will find out~"

It is best.

Chen Yi thought for a moment and said, "If you come, then let's change the plan."

"Sir, please speak."

"I'll make arrangements for you when you get here."

"Okay~ I will follow your orders~"

Chen Yi rolled his eyes secretly. He couldn't believe a word this blood-crazy woman said.

Afterwards, he withdrew his sword perception.

"With the help of the 'Witch Girl', they will surely be very happy."

Chen Yi's mouth curled up.

Since those people used some inferior means, he didn't mind fighting back.

It's a pity that he is only good at killing people with a sword and can't do delicate work, so he can only use blood cores to let villains like the "witch" take action.

As for whether he would be implicated after Wen Renying was discovered... that would force him to return to the swordsmanship that he was best at.

I'm very happy!

However, from this incident, Chen Yi suddenly realized that he really needed some subordinates to help him do some "rough work".

After all, there are many things in the world that he cannot solve with his sword, just like those nobles who spread rumors to disgust him are not suitable to be killed directly with a sword.

——That would be too cheap for them!
With this thought in mind, Chen Yi reached into the Sumeru bag, took out the "Xunwang Order" and wanted to enter the water mirror.

"Chen Yi?"

Just then, a voice sounded in his ear with a slightly unfriendly tone.

Chen Yi paused, raised his eyes and looked towards the west. The sword intent suddenly spread out, and the faintly emerging dim white mist enveloped Kyoto Prefecture.

In an instant, the sword intent crossed mountains and ridges all the way to the west of Hexi Prefecture, a hidden place surrounded by mountains.

——Wuliang Mountain.

Chen Yi's sword intent could not break the formation, so he asked calmly: "Which uncle from Wuliang Mountain?"

Being able to cross such a long distance, this person's cultivation must be very high.

"I am a poor Taoist, Lou Yuchun!"

When the voice came, Chen Yi realized that the formation outside Wuliang Mountain was dispersing, and a handsome Taoist sitting on a lotus platform was looking straight at him.

boom!
The two looked at each other from a distance, and a roar like thunder exploded beside them.

All of a sudden.

The house where Chen Yi was located was filled with sword energy, and a faint tiger roar could be heard in the house.

On Wuliang Mountain, Lou Yuchun looked surprised.

Although he had previously learned from Lou Yuhuang that Chen Yi had been promoted to the realm of supernatural powers, he did not think that the newly promoted Chen Yi could have such power.

However, the reality was beyond his expectations, the sword intent actually spanned thousands of miles, shaking his entire body with power.

"The Jade Emperor is right. Junior-Martial Brother Chen Yi is truly an unrivaled evildoer."

Chen Yi responded calmly: "Master Lou, have you already thought about what kind of 'explanation' you will give me when you come here?"

"Explain?"

Lou Yuchun had a calm expression as he stared at the eastern night sky for a long while, as if the entire night sky was filled with Chen Yi's figure.

"The Jade Emperor was indeed biased in that matter, but his crime does not deserve death."

"So Sect Master Lou also thinks that I deserve to die?" Chen Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Haha, no." Lou Yuchun said with a fake smile: "I didn't think of any explanation for you before."

"But now I have thought of it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lou Yuchun made a gesture with his hands, and a golden light flew out of Wuliang Mountain and appeared in front of Chen Yi in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yi took a look and his eyes twitched slightly: "A challenge?"

"That's right - for a period of ten years, after the gambling match is over, you and I will meet at the foot of Mount Taizhou to compete with each other!"

(End of this chapter)