I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 150: Meet General Yun Ting

Qin Wenzhuo's house on Xiuyuan Street in East City had been cleaned today.

Chen Zhian and Bai Jian, who stayed in the inn last night, went to West City to do some important work, and then came to this house leisurely.

This is a two-story house located in the prosperous area of East City, but the furnishings and landscaping inside are quite old, and it seems that they have been there for many years.

The scenery in the courtyard is a bit dull, but there is only one courtyard with many pear trees planted in it.

According to Bai Jian, the reason why so many pear trees were planted was because Qin Dadu Yu's mother loved eating the crispy pears from Xuantianjing in her early years and liked to raise them herself, so she planted so many pear trees in the yard.

Autumn is the time when pear trees bear fruit. The northern pears are gourd-shaped, with white skin and taste juicy and sweet.

Chen Zhian and Bai Jian each picked a pear and walked around the garden.

Then they each chose one of the nine rooms.

Bai Jian lived on the west side and Chen Zhian lived on the east side, so they didn't disturb each other.

However, the old servant who opened the door for Bei Yinma yesterday was gone.

Bai Jian said that the old servant had followed Qin Dadu Yu for a long time. It was because of this old servant that Qin Dadu Yu's mother was able to leave the Huaqing Qin family in her early years and come to Xuantianjing to wait for Qin Wenzhuo to join the army.

But all these are now in the past.

Qin Daduyu's mother had died of illness long ago.

This old servant was still accompanying Qin Wenzhuo.

So in this huge house, there were only two people and one horse left.

Chen Zhian had no objection to Bai Jian living in the same house with him.

This Bai Jian looked like he had been seriously ill for three years and was about to die.

However, his cultivation was extremely terrifying, especially his method of controlling objects with his divine power was extremely powerful. Even without showing his divine appearance, he was able to easily subdue two guests from the Nanhai Chu family with a flying needle.

Having him here is also a good thing for Chen Zhian.

There are many people in Xuantianjing who want to kill him. When these people take action, the cultivation level of those who come to kill Chen Zhian is often higher than that of Chen Zhian.

For example, whether it was Qi Tianchong before or Zhao Qiongshan this time, if it weren’t for Chen Zhian’s profound background, if it were someone else, my fear is that their bodies would have rotted away.

Bai Jian was quite strange. As long as Chen Zhian had nothing to ask him, he would basically sleep in the room all day, as if he wanted to sleep until the end of time.

Chen Zhian was actually happy to have some free time.

A few days passed, and apart from riding the Beiyin horse, he just practiced peacefully and digested the innate qi in his innate fetal uterus.

During this period, Qu Junhui sent another Qiankun bag, which contained three things.

A stone, a seemingly ordinary weed, and a piece of wood.

These three things are not ordinary things, each of them contains an innate energy.

Chen Zhian planted three innate energies into Kunlun Lake and allowed them to grow slowly. He thought that after he completely digested the first innate energy, he would use Yujing's energy to ripen another innate energy. It would be best if he could push the second innate energy to the green level. Then he could continue to draw energy into his body and step into the second level of innate energy.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhian planted four five-zen flowers in Kunlun Lake, which consume a lot of Kunlun spiritual energy every day.

Add these three innate energies.

Chen Zhian didn't dare to consume too much Kunlun spiritual energy, lest his consciousness and body could not bear it.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was July 29th.

There was nothing special about this day. Bai Jian was still sleeping and Chen Zhian was still practicing.

Just after noon, Chen Zhian suddenly received an invitation.

Only then did he inform Bai Jian and leave the house.

Chen Zhian deliberately rode on the Beiyin horse, with the sound of horse hooves, he headed towards the South City, and all the way to a garden in the South City.

This garden is located at the easternmost end of Dongcheng. The scenery in the garden is leisurely, exquisite and simple, but there is no sign, and no one knows which family's villa it belongs to.

Beiyin Ma was led away by a servant, and Chen Zhian followed a steward all the way to the backyard.

In the backyard, two people were waiting.

Both of them are women.

One of them was a female Taoist priest, wearing a white Taoist robe, a veil on her face, her hair tied up in a Taoist bun, and a Taoist crown. Her face could not be seen clearly, but a pair of peach blossom eyes were exposed. Just from these eyes, one could tell that this female Taoist priest was quite young.

The other woman was very outstanding. She was tall with a slender waist. She wore a black long-sleeved dress with cloud patterns and flying crane designs outlined by silver thread. She looked heroic.

But her face can be described as extremely beautiful, with eyes as bright as stars, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that are red without any makeup.

"Mr. Chen."

When the heroic woman saw Chen Zhian coming to the pavilion by the water, she turned around and spoke.

The nun also turned around and saluted Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian returned the gift, and the heroic woman said, "My merchant happened to buy Mr. Chen's colorful paintings. My friend is called Yu Su, and she likes Mr. Chen's colorful paintings very much. This became her opportunity.

Please, Mr. Chen, paint a picture for my good friend."

Some time ago, Chen Zhian, Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun fought with Chu Xiubai and Wei Lingyu at the north city gate, destroying the livelihoods of many people.

Chen Zhian simply found someone at the city gate to sell a painting.

It was not until today that the merchant who bought the painting wrote a letter to invite Chen Zhian to come to this villa to paint.

For Chen Zhian, painting a picture was not difficult, especially after he took six thousand taels of silver from the merchant.

He set up an easel outside the pavilion, spread out the canvas, and arranged four paintbrushes, ready to paint the nun.

The nun hesitated for a while, and finally took off the veil on her face.

Chen Zhian looked up and was immediately amazed.

The face of this female crown is extremely beautiful, like a carefully carved jade sculpture, flawless.

She has almond eyes, rosy cheeks, red lips, white teeth, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and an elegant temperament. Coupled with the plain white Taoist robe, she looks like a celestial being or a fairy in a painting, making people forget the world when they see her.

Even Chen Zhian, who had seen the beauty of Princess Linglong and Empress Longyue, was surprised at the appearance of this nun.

But before he stepped into the courtyard, he had already visualized Nan Liujing in his mind, guarding against possible plots. Under the shining light of Nan Liujing, his mind was extremely clear, and he did not lose his composure because of the appearance of this nun.

He then applied a base color on the canvas and began to paint.

Oil painting involves many steps and is a slow process. The pavilion seemed quite quiet for a while.

It was not until Chen Zhian first outlined the high nose bridge of the female crown on the canvas with a good base color.

The rather heroic and valiant woman in tight clothes next to the nun suddenly asked, "Mr. Chen, it is said that after you came to Xuan Tianjing from Sunan Prefecture, even though you have become famous and people in the market offer thousands of taels of silver for your colorful paintings, you have never sold a single painting.

Today's painting is actually the first one you have ever painted... My manager also said that you took 6,000 taels of silver, but you only took 3,000 taels. He paid the other 3,000 taels to the people at the north city gate.

It’s admirable.”

When the woman spoke, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the nun.

While painting, Chen Zhian spoke the truth: "Chen was just affected by the actions of others. The people at the city gate had their houses and shops collapsed, their belongings damaged, and their livelihoods affected because of the fights between us and others.

The two people who were with me emptied their family savings to pay compensation, so I was moved by their chivalry, so I sold a painting, which saved the livelihood of those people. "

"To be able to be influenced by others is already considered a very noble person in Xuan Tianjin." The heroic woman smiled and said, "My name is Li Guiwan, I come from Taizhuo Prefecture. Sir, have you ever heard of my name?"

Chen Zhian paused, shook his head and said, "I have heard of the Taizhuo Li family, but I have never heard of the young lady's name."

Chen Zhian had never heard of Li Guiwan's name, and the nun seemed a little surprised.

Li Guiwan did not insist, but changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you think that the Saint and Prime Minister Song's Qinglong Mirror and Luwu Mirror can change anything?"

Li Guiwan suddenly asked about the seal, but Chen Zhian didn't find it surprising.

The Taizhuo Li family is the first of the six surnames in Dayu. Among the countless aristocratic families in Dayu, it ranks first except for the royal family, and has an extremely deep foundation.

How could such a huge organization turn a blind eye to such a major event as holding the seal?

This Li Guiwan suddenly appeared, probably because he came for Lu Wujian.

"Since the Saint and Prime Minister Song have established this position, I think the big and small seals should be useful and should be able to change some of the family's attitudes... If they are useless, why are the Dayu family so obsessed with the position of seals?"

Chen Zhian answered in a proper manner.

Li Guiwan shook his head slowly: "The vast majority of the noble families in the world want to hold the seal, just to make this position a mere decoration, so that the plans of the saint and Prime Minister Song cannot be implemented.

Mr. Chen, in fact, the Luwujian is useful in the hands of some people, but I am afraid it is useless in the hands of Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhian smoothly painted the eyes of the nun: "Hmm? I'd like to hear Miss Li's opinion. In whose hands will the Lu Wu Jian be useful, and in whose hands will it be useless?"

Li Guiwan raised his head and said frankly: "If I, Li Guiwan, sit in the position of holding the seal, it would be useful, but if Mr. Chen gets this high position, I am afraid it will be useless."

Chen Zhian was not in a hurry to argue with her and continued painting.

Li Guiwan added: "I am different from other people from aristocratic families. If I take charge of Luwujian, I will never allow the position of seal holder to become a mere decoration.

I have been traveling for twenty-two years and have seen too many corrupt families. The Taizhuo Li family is the oldest of the six surnames in Dayu, with the deepest heritage. Naturally, they should shoulder the responsibility of scraping the bone to cure the poison and cannot allow many people in the family to continue to corrupt.

And Mr. Chen... you have an ordinary background and no special foundation. Prime Minister Song is weak in the court and I am afraid he cannot be of much help to you. If the Luwujian falls into your hands, I am afraid it will be forgotten and will no longer play its role in restoring order.

If Mr. Chen really doesn't like this corrupt Dayu, he shouldn't compete with me for the Luwu Mirror. I, Li Guiwan, am more suitable to hold the seal than Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhian listened carefully and was about to ask why Li Guiwan was more suitable.

Li Guiwan took the initiative to say: "After becoming the Great Yu Seal Master, Mr. Chen is alone. Even if he has the support of the saints, assigns monks, and forms a team...

However, the vast majority of the cultivators in Dayu are from aristocratic families. Strong ones from commoners and humble families are scattered all over Dayu, and some are still in the army. It may not be easy to transfer them at will.

Mr. Chen, how do you think you should deploy these noble family figures? "

"Even if Mr. Chen is very skilled and can subdue the cultivators under him, the cultivation resources and even silver allocated by the court are quite limited. Does Mr. Chen have enough resources to support the cultivators under him?"

After hearing what Li Guiwan said, Chen Zhian suddenly thought of Baiyujing and Kunlun Lake.

Li Guiwan continued, "But my Li family is different. In this Great Yu world, my Li family has countless medicinal fields and mountains. Among our clan members and retainers, there are countless alchemists with countless magical powers, and the heavenly elixir that can break through the realm is also not a problem.

If my Li family forms a team, the people in this team will definitely be the most elite people in Dayu, so as to intimidate the aristocratic families and the villains!
Mr. Chen, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Chen Zhian was painting, but he did not answer Li Guiwan's question. He just asked, "Miss Li, what do you think is the solution to Yun Ting's case?"

Li Guiwan did not hesitate and replied: "I have heard some rumors. If the rumors are true, Lu Cikuan does deserve to die... But even if he deserves to die, there are still the laws of Dayu and the rules of the family.

Yun Ting was a general personally appointed by the imperial court of Dayu, but he disregarded laws and regulations, thinking himself a knight who could exorcise demons and monsters. He climbed up the Ku Lao Mountain and massacred the Lu family villa with blood.

How could this be desirable? If one wanted to subdue the demon, there were still many ways to do it. Reporting to the court or reporting to the original Lu family could solve the problem, but he just wanted to get his way for a moment, which ultimately led to an irreparable disaster.

Now that there is such a result, it is reasonable.”

Chen Zhian drew the outline of the face and added a few strokes to refine the features, but he no longer looked at Li Guiwan.

Li Guiwan seemed to think that Chen Zhian was convinced by him, and a smile appeared on his face.

Chen Zhian shook his head slowly and said, "Miss Li, how do you know that Yun Ting did not report to the court or to the Lu family before he took action?"

"There are countless noble families in the government offices at all levels... For example, the Inspectorate, the Jingyin Mansion, the Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Justice. Whether Yun Ting reported to the court or not cannot be determined by just looking at the case files."

"As for the Shangyuan Lu family..." Chen Zhian finally raised his head, looking at Li Guiwan with sharp eyes: "If it is common for such a wealthy family to use human lives to practice evil skills in order to seek good fortune, and if there are countless people practicing evil skills in this wealthy family, how should the family rules deal with this matter? Would the big man of that family really be willing to remove the rotten flesh that almost occupies half of his body?"

"Or...what if those at the helm also practiced evil skills? Would they also abide by the clan rules and kill themselves?"

Li Guiwan remained calm and shook his head slowly: "Mr. Chen is just guessing. Why did the Shangyuan Lu family end up like this? And I have read the case files..."

Chen Zhian smiled.

Another case file.

The nun looked at the two of them curiously, wondering what they were arguing about.

Li Guiwan lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then looked up: "I think the case file is true, but Mr. Chen thinks it is false... There is nothing to be said by arguing like this."

"How about the three of us go and meet General Yun Ting?"

Chen Zhian suddenly raised his head and said, "Ms. Li can also go to the Dali Temple death row?"

Li Guiwan raised his head slightly and said, "The Dali Temple Minister is the son-in-law of my Taizhuo Li family."

ps: Yesterday's monthly ticket plus more

(End of this chapter)