Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 81 The Real Purpose of Lang Tao

The sudden change completely disrupted the rhythm of Xin Qiwu and others. In desperation, they could only report Northern Qi's demands to Emperor Qing, and then continue to fight with the Northern Qi envoys.

After Emperor Qing learned the news, he directly conveyed the oral instructions to the Honglu Temple.

Except for the conquered territory which cannot be ceded, the other three points can be negotiated.

After learning about Northern Qi's conditions, Leng Feibai's clone kept a close eye on Lang Tao every day to prevent him from doing anything out of line in Kyoto.

Two days later, late at night, on the street outside the inn, Lang Tao, dressed in black, climbed over the wall. But before he could take any action, a flying knife flew out from the darkness and blocked his way.

"What do you want to do?"

Lang Tao looked at Leng Feibai with displeasure. If his eyes were like knives, Leng Feibai's body would have been pierced with hundreds of holes at this moment.

"go back!"

Leng Feibai, who had arrived in person, gritted his teeth and said, "A large number of people have been deployed around the Inspection Institute. If you get close to the Inspection Institute, you will be surrounded and killed."

"Hmph, leave me alone."

Lang Tao said coldly, "Before I came to Kyoto, my master specifically instructed me to find an opportunity to investigate Sean's whereabouts. Now that the Inspection Bureau wants to release him, I absolutely cannot let him return to Northern Qi alive."

"Sure enough, this is your real purpose."

Leng Feibai said helplessly, "Then there's nothing I can do. Looks like I have to subdue you first!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai jumped up and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Lang Tao did not draw his sword, but went forward with his bare hands.

All of Ku He's disciples mainly wield short weapons, but that doesn't mean they are not good at fists and feet.

Lang Tao just didn't believe that his fists and kicks could be defeated by Leng Feibai.

But when Lang Tao rushed in front of Leng Feibai, Leng Feibai did not choose to face it head-on, but chose to dodge around and raised his hand to point at his sleeping point.

"boom"

With a loud bang, Lang Tao fell to the ground and fainted.

"This guy is really capable of making trouble."

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he grabbed Langtao and sent the man back to the room.

As soon as he came out, he saw a dark figure appear in front of Leng Feibai.

"shadow"

Leng Feibai raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why does Dean Chen want to see me?"

"no!"

Shadow said calmly, "He asked me to come over to see if you could keep an eye on Langtao. You didn't disappoint him."

Leng Feibai shrugged and said, "It's not difficult to keep an eye on him. As early as when Lang Tao came to Kyoto, I suspected that he had a special purpose. I just didn't expect him to dare to go to the Inspection Institute alone to seek death."

Shadow said in a very serious tone, "We must keep an eye on Lang Tao. If he causes any trouble, it will definitely affect the peace talks between the two countries."

Leng Feibai sneered after hearing this and said, "I understand this, but to be honest, if it weren't for Ku He in charge of Northern Qi and the free-spirited madman Si Gu Jian in Dongyi, I'm afraid Qing would have unified the world long ago and set its sights on the Western Barbarian Grasslands."

"This kind of thing is not something you and I should worry about."

Shadow said this and turned to leave.

Leng Feibai shouted at Shadow's back, "You too, be careful! Lang Tao is just a veiled threat to attract attention. There are other spies secretly preparing to break into the Inspection Bureau and break the prison."

The shadow paused, said nothing more, and quickly left the inn.

The quarrels continued for another three days. During these three days, Leng Feibai watched Lang Tao while watching the verbal negotiations between the Honglu Temple and the Northern Qi delegation.

After some arguing, the negotiation results were finally reached.

Liaozhou ultimately fell into the hands of Qing, but Northern Qi seized a large amount of supplies and money from Qing. Xin Qiwu said that the compensation paid to Northern Qi was at least equivalent to 40% of Qing's annual tax revenue. As for Lang Tao, he ultimately didn't cause any trouble. After all, even he himself hadn't expected Leng Feibai to be so cruel as to keep a close eye on him for three days and three nights, without sleep.

In the Fan Mansion, Leng Feibai, who had received the order from Emperor Qing and no longer needed to look after the wolf peach, came to the garden with a tired look on his face.

Fan Jian looked at Leng Feibai and asked in surprise, "Why are you so tired?"

"In order to prevent that bastard Lang Tao from doing anything wrong, I didn't dare to sleep for three days and three nights!"

Leng Feibai quickly said, "Godfather, what's the matter? If not, I'll go back and take a bath and rest."

Fan Jian patted Leng Feibai's shoulder with concern, then said, "You should have a good rest. Tomorrow night, go to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests with Fan Xian for the banquet."

"Go to the banquet!"

Leng Feibai suddenly regained consciousness, his pupils shrinking as he quickly said, "Ask me to go to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Does Fan Xian know?"

"He hasn't come back yet. I'll tell him when he comes back."

Fan Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Leng Feibai lost in thought. He couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

"Just curious, what does Your Majesty want me to do?"

Leng Feibai laughed and said, "After all, I'm not good at writing, so I couldn't hold my own in the past."

"you are too humble!"

Fan Jian smiled and said, "The five-character poem you wrote at the beginning of 'The Knight's Ode', and the poem 'A Sorrowful Autumn Across the Mile' written by Fan Xian a while ago, both caused quite a stir in the literary world."

Before Fan Jian could finish his words, Leng Feibai's head sank, and he quickly opened his eyes. "Foster father, I understand. I'll go back and rest for a while, otherwise I'll be in trouble if I misbehave in the palace tomorrow!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai stood up, bowed to Fan Jian, and turned to walk out.

In the room, Leng Feibai took off all his clothes and took a bath in the bathtub, but his eyes were full of coldness.

He has been practicing the Five Elements and One Qi magic for more than ten years, and his life skills are so powerful that even if he has not reached the state of complete spirit and full energy, it is not difficult for him to go without rest for a period of time.

The main reason is that the waters in Kyoto are complicated, and Leng Feibai knows that many eyes are staring at him.

Even within the Fan Mansion, there are spies from that old loach Emperor Qing.

On the whole, I still have to learn from Zhang Chulan and learn how to hide.

After saying that, Leng Feibai closed his eyes and concentrated, while using his internal energy to maintain the water temperature.

"I have to find time to meet Chen Pingping. After all, I can't completely handle the Baoyue Tower incident by myself."

Leng Feibai sighed and continued to think, "If I cure Chen Pingping's three legs in exchange, maybe I can convince him to help me. But before I can do that, I have to convince that old loach first."

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, the door suddenly opened and Fan Xian walked in directly.

"Still bathing, Brother Feibai!"

Fan Xian said stubbornly, "You guessed it right. Yan Bingyun was taken over by Northern Qi..."

"shush"

Leng Feibai made a gesture to keep quiet and used the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique to look around.

After making sure that Fan Xian and I were the only ones within the 50-square-meter area, Leng Feibai said, "Now, there's one thing you need to remember clearly. If no one else mentions this, don't tell anyone else. Also, what has Zhuang Mohan been up to these past few days?"

"Nothing's happening!"

Fan Xian was also curious and couldn't help asking, "Brother Feibai, what do you think this old man is doing in Qing Kingdom?"

"I guess they were called in to deal with you!"

Leng Feibai didn't bother letting Fan Xian figure it out, so he just spilled the beans, "Zhuang Mohan is a renowned literary figure, with a vast collection of ancient books and paintings. What would you do if he said your Ascending the Tower was a plagiarism of a deceased ancestor's unpublished work?"

(End of this chapter)