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

Chapter 84: Enraging Li Yunrui (Two in One)

The three of them chatted as they walked outside the palace gate.

"Three adults!"

The guard stepped forward and asked, "It's just a routine interrogation. If you have a sharp weapon, you can't bring it in!"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai said directly, "I am Leng Feibai, and I have been ordered by the emperor to bring weapons into the palace."

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately clasped their fists and said, "So it's Lord Leng. Since you are following orders, there is naturally no need for inspection."

"Why would anyone bring a sharp weapon to a banquet?"

Xin Qiwu exchanged a few words with the guards and continued to introduce them, "Ladies and Gentlemen, this Liyue is the Ministry of Rites..."

Before Xin Qiwu could finish, Fan Xian took out two daggers from his waist and boots, and then took out several silver needles tempered with venom from his hair and handed them to the guards.

Xin Qiwu was stunned. He never thought that Fan Xian would bring a bunch of weapons with him when he had a meal.

“Don’t worry about it!”

Leng Feibai explained, "My brother was assassinated before, so he needs to carry more weapons and equipment."

"this is necessary!"

Xin Qiwu was a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to say something, Leng Feibai suddenly interrupted him and said to Fan Xian, "Don't forget those dozen packets of poison on you. You must not bring them in."

As soon as these words were spoken, the guards and Xin Qiwu's faces almost turned green.

Fan Xian smiled awkwardly, took out a dozen jade medicine bottles and medicine bags from his waist and wrists, and placed them on the table one by one.

"It's all here!"

Fan Xian awkwardly defended himself, "I was assassinated on Niulan Street before, so I definitely had to bring extra things with me. Please don't be offended."

"Master Fan, you're joking. This is as it should be!"

Xin Qiwu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and worried about delaying the Crown Prince's business, he quickly said, "There's nothing wrong with being cautious."

The three of them were chatting like this when an unexpected visitor came over.

"What a coincidence!"

Li Chengze's voice came from behind, and he asked in a rather close tone, "What are you guys doing here?"

As Li Chengze spoke, he picked up the medicine bottle Fan Xian had put down and asked, "What is this?"

"Don't touch it!"

Fan Xian grabbed Li Chengze's hand and said, "I mixed the poison myself. I'm not responsible if anything goes wrong."

Li Chengze's expression changed slightly, and he put down his hand and said, "As expected of Fei Jie's apprentice, give me that bag to play with?"

"That won't do!"

Fan Xian deliberately exaggerated, "If anything happens to His Majesty and the Crown Prince, I won't be able to explain myself!"

Li Chengze chuckled, chatted with Fan Xian for a few more words, then turned to look at Leng Feibai and said, "I heard that Master Leng wants to monopolize the two masters from Northern Qi and Dongyi City today. I wonder if he can win."

Leng Feibai glanced at Li Chengze and said calmly, "They are all defeated. It won't be difficult to defeat them again!"

Li Chengze wanted to say something after hearing this, but he met his eyes directly.

"Your Highness, Leng wants to talk to you about something!"

Leng Feibai stepped forward, pulled Li Chengze aside, and said, "I can ignore what happened in the past, but if anyone wants to cause trouble for me and Fan Xian in the future, I will have to find a way to eliminate the trouble."

After saying that, Leng Feibai left Li Chengze alone and returned to Fan Xian's side.

Li Chengze couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw this, and turned to walk towards the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

When Fan Xian handed over the remaining contraband and prepared to enter the palace with Xin Qiwu, Li Chengqian also came to the three of them.

"What a coincidence, meeting you here!"

Li Chengqian smiled and said, "Fan Xian, I heard about this negotiation trip. You must have worked really hard."

"Thank you, His Royal Highness, for the recommendation!"

Fan Xian forced a smile and said, "But the one who has contributed the most here is Lord Xin, so I dare not take credit for it."

Xin Qiwu was deeply moved after hearing this, and thought to himself that when the banquet started, he would definitely toast Fan Xian with a few glasses of wine.

"Xin Qiwu!"

Li Chengqian looked at his men and said, "You have worked hard, and I will give you another reward later."

After saying this, Li Chengqian looked at Leng Feibai and said, "Master Leng, I've heard everything. The two ninth-rank masters working together should not be underestimated. The only one who can withstand the entire capital is General Qin Ye. If you can't do it, this prince will find a way to maneuver and prevent this battle."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"

Leng Feibai looked at Li Chengqian and raised his hand to bow, saying, "I know these two guys' methods very well. It won't be difficult for me to defeat them!"

Looking at Leng Feibai's confident look, Li Chengqian said nothing. He chatted with the three of them for a few more words and walked towards the palace.

"To be honest, I really don't want to come. After all, I'm too lazy to kneel."

Leng Feibai said this in his heart, and followed Fan Xian and Xin Qiwu into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

There are not many seats in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, and the total seats can only accommodate about thirty people.

Officials from the Qing Kingdom sat in the main seats on the right, while the envoys from the Northern Qi and Dongyi Kingdoms sat in the guest seats on the left.

Leng Feibai and Fan Xian were placed closer to the door. After all, they were the youngest among those present in terms of seniority and official rank.

The two of them didn't react much and just sat in their seats quietly.

But not long after the two of them sat down, they felt a resentful gaze directed at them. They followed the gaze and saw Guo Baokun, with whom they had a conflict, looking at them angrily not far away.

But unlike in the drama, Guo Baokun did not rush over to cause trouble this time, but just sat in his seat and stared at them.

"Both of you!"

Xin Qiwu was not far from the two of them and came over to ask, "Do you have a grudge against Guo Baokun?"

"do not know!

"Fan Xian still looked helpless," He was beaten up some time ago, and he insisted that I was the one who did it. I really died of injustice."

Leng Feibai also shook his head, and when he was about to speak, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at Leng Feibai's expression, Xin Qiwu couldn't help but feel a chill. He looked at Fan Xian and asked, "Master Fan, what happened to Master Leng?"

"he came!"

Leng Feibai's voice sounded out of nowhere, and the black cloth bag in his arms also scattered at this moment, and a four-foot-long black iron mace immediately appeared in his hand.

With the Kanglong Mace in hand, Leng Feibai stood up and stared at the door.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with the same shoulder-length hair came into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, carrying a sword, under the guidance of a eunuch.

As soon as the man came in, he noticed a familiar breath and turned to look over.

In an instant, the man's expression turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Long time no see, Leng Feibai!"

Leng Feibai sneered and said, "Yes, it's been seven years since we last met. Brother Yun, you are still as elegant as ever, but the sword in your hand is not as good as the one you used before!"

"How dare you mention my sword!"

Yun Zhilan's eyes suddenly turned red. "I will definitely avenge the humiliation of the broken sword today!"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai stood up and looked directly at Yun Zhilan and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

For a moment, the air was filled with lightning and the strong smell of gunpowder immediately filled the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Lang Tao's voice came over, and he came to the side of the two people and said jokingly, "Tit for tat. Looks like I can have a good fight with you two later."

"It doesn't matter!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "Anyway, if you two come at me together, I can handle you both with one hand."

Leng Feibai's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan's eyes immediately turned cold.

"You little brat, even if Junior Sister likes you, I will beat you to the ground!" After saying that, Lang Tao followed Yun Zhilan to his seat and sat down.

Leng Feibai sat down with a smug look on his face and put the Kanglong Mace into his sleeve.

"Master Xiao Fan?"

Xin Qiwu couldn't help but say, "What's going on, Master Leng? He's being too ostentatious."

Fan Xian, who had just returned from Li Yunrui, shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Leng Feibai naturally had his own purpose in doing this. When high-level warriors fight, physical strength, mental state and the quality of true Qi are all indispensable.

Leng Feibai mocked them with words, hoping that if he could disrupt their minds, he would have the upper hand in the subsequent duel.

But if the two men had not been blinded by anger, but turned their anger into fighting spirit, Leng Feibai would have faced two even more difficult opponents.

At this moment, Li Yunrui's personal maid came to Leng Feibai and said calmly, "Master Leng, His Highness wants to see you."

"Ok?"

Leng Feibai was stunned and turned to look at Fan Xian. Fan Xian was also confused, wondering what Li Yunrui was up to.

"Hold on!"

Leng Feibai stood up and walked in front of Li Yunrui. Looking at the face that looked so much like Bibi Dong, Leng Feibai calmly bowed and said, "Greetings, Princess. I wonder what you want from me?"

Li Yunrui looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, his eyes blurred for a moment, then he said with a smile, "Young Master Leng is so young, yet he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yun Zhilan and Lang Tao in martial arts. I admire him. When I have time..."

"Princess!"

Leng Feibai was too lazy to waste time talking to the crazy woman in front of him and whispered, "We're all busy. You want to use this superficial method to alienate me and Fan Xian? Should I say you're too naive, or too..."

Leng Feibai paused, "Ye Qingmei back then was also considered a remarkable woman."

When Li Yunrui heard Leng Feibai mention Ye Qingmei, he was struck by lightning and his face darkened visibly.

"As for you, Princess!"

Leng Feibai chuckled, "Stupid imitator!"

As soon as these six words fell, Li Yunrui almost vomited blood. She looked at Leng Feibai with ferocious eyes. She felt that Leng Feibai deserved to be killed more than Fan Xian at this moment.

"I wrote a short article called The Sword of the Yue Girl."

Leng Feibai said calmly, "It's in the fifth volume of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. If you have time, Princess, you can take a look. There's an allusion to the story of Dong Shi imitating Pin in it, which is quite suitable for you, Princess."

After saying that, Leng Feibai walked straight back to his seat.

Li Yunrui was so angry that his three corpses jumped up and down, but this was the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, and there were envoys from Dongyi City and Northern Qi here. If he made a big fuss, he would only lose face.

Sensing Li Yunrui's change, Leng Feibai secretly rejoiced, "That's right. The angrier you get at me, the better it is for me!"

Leng Feibai had just returned outside when a tall and fat old man dressed in white came towards him.

When Leng Feibai saw the old man, he was stunned and almost said three words, "Master Wen".

When the old man saw Leng Feibai, he smiled and said, "Little friend, can you let me pass?"

"Please."

Leng Feibai quickly turned sideways and returned to his seat, making way for the old man.

"He is the literary giant, Zhuang Mohan!"

Leng Feibai sighed and thought to himself, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Leng Feibai didn't feel sorry for too long, as the voice of Eunuch Hou came from behind the throne.

"Your Majesty is here!"

Both the envoys from the two countries and the ministers from Qing State stood up and stood still.

As soon as they saw Emperor Qing appear, everyone present knelt down and saluted.

"Be flat!"

Emperor Qing glanced at everyone calmly and motioned them to stand up.

After everyone was seated, Emperor Qing said calmly, "Let's begin the banquet!"

At a command, the eunuch beside him said loudly, "Begin the banquet!"

Countless palace maids carried the cooked dishes into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests and placed four dishes and a pot of wine in front of each official.

Leng Feibai looked at the dishes, then raised his head to look at Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan.

The two people, like him, were adjusting their state of mind and were not tempted by the food on the table.

"What a waste of stuff!"

After complaining in his heart, Leng Feibai looked at the dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pumpkin cake and put it in his mouth, and glanced at the two people who were still recuperating from time to time.

Time passed minute by minute, everyone ate delicious food and watched the dance, some of them showed an obsessed look on their faces.

"That's almost it!"

Lang Tao's voice suddenly rang out, and everyone present immediately looked towards him.

Emperor Qing put down his chopsticks unhappily and looked at Lang Tao.

Lang Tao stood up and saluted, "Your Majesty, you promised Yun Zhilan and me during the day that you would allow us to challenge Leng Feibai. I wonder when..."

Before Lang Tao could finish, Yun Zhilan stood up and interrupted, "Yes, Your Majesty, now is the time."

Emperor Qing remained calm after hearing this. He turned to Leng Feibai and asked, "Leng Qing, what do you want?"

Leng Feibai stood up and saluted after hearing this, saying, "Your Majesty, I am sorry to trouble you. But if anyone wants to be beaten, I will take care of it."

The voice was calm and emotionless, but everyone could hear the gunpowder in Leng Feibai's tone.

"Well, if you want to fight, go ahead and do it. Don't tear down my Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. The square outside the hall is spacious enough for the three of you to fight."

Emperor Qing put down his wine glass and said, "Remember when practicing martial arts, always stop when you are ready and never hurt anyone's life."

Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan didn't say anything, but just bowed to Emperor Qing.

Leng Feibai smiled slightly and said, "I will do my best. My Lords, if you want to watch the battle, please feel free to do so."

After saying that, Leng Feibai flew out of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests like a flowing wind.

Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan looked at each other and quickly chased after him.

For a moment, everyone present became curious, especially the officials of Qing State, who all wanted to go out and see what the competition between these three ninth-grade masters was like.

“Go if you want to!”

Emperor Qing said calmly, "If you don't want to go out, stay and drink with me."

As soon as the words fell, most of the ministers, including Fan Xian, stood up and walked out.

Li Chengqian, Li Chengze and Li Yunrui, who were sitting on the second floor, glanced at His Majesty and, unable to suppress their curiosity, stood up, bowed, and walked out.

Emperor Qing looked at the empty hall. Zhuang Mohan, who was already sitting below him, chuckled and said, "It seems that Mr. Zhuang and I are the only ones in the hall who are not interested. Mr. Zhuang, I offer you a toast."

Zhuang Mohan quickly picked up the wine glass and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After finishing his drink, Emperor Qing looked at Eunuch Hou beside him and said, "Go out and have the people around here light up the square with lanterns so they can see more clearly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Eunuch Hou immediately took orders and left the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

Outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, Leng Feibai flew past Hong Sixiang closely and stood in the open space outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

At the same time, the surrounding guards retreated one after another when Leng Feibai arrived, making room for the three people who were about to fight.

When Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan arrived, Eunuch Hou's voice also came from the direction of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

"Your Majesty ordered, light the lamp!"

With the sound of lighting the lights, bright lanterns were hung on the city walls around the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

For a moment, it was as bright as day outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, and everyone could see everything clearly.

　Thanks to Spartan Warrior and Xiaokan Fengshuang for their monthly tickets.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)