C22 Bottom Feeling

Just as Dongfang Zhongyu was trying to figure out the truth behind Li Jinglong's request for the governor, Wang Zhenqing suddenly laughed and said: "Brother Dongfang, since your master has left and Shen Ji Workshop is not open, you can participate in the selection of the governor!"

"Brother Chenqing, why are you so confused?" Dongfang Zhong laughed and said: "Selection of Jinchuan Gate's garrison governor, it's not a competition between wuxiaozhuan, how can it be attended by ordinary people? No matter what, thousands of officials has to be qualified. "

"Of course!" Wang Zhenqing also laughed, "I just wanted to find a good job for you and forgot that you are a commoner." Just then, the waiters started to serve the dishes, and Dongfang Zhongyi asked: "Brother Zhuang Xian, this..." "It's not really that exciting?"

"Why not?" Li Zhuangxian said, "My aunt Princess Baoqing still wants to participate in the selection! Is it going to be fun this time? " Wu Tie lifted his wine jug and poured some wine. "I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Eat first, then chat …"

As the three of them were eating and drinking, they heard a few people enter the room next door. One of them shouted, "I've suffered a huge loss. Brothers, you must help me find out who did this. I'll kill this bastard myself!" It sounded like he had a sugar ball in his mouth, and his voice was barely audible.

Someone asked, "Young Master Yang, where did this happen?" "Have you offended anyone recently?" Why haven't I seen the person who beat him up even after receiving such a beating? "

"I haven't offended anyone!" The previous voice was filled with anger, "Black lights covered my head, can I see? Just half a mile to the north of my house, almost on Old Street... "

Hearing this, Dongfang Zhongyu almost burst out laughing, without a doubt it was Yang Zhongkun! This fellow was being beaten, yet he was still looking for someone to take revenge on? Look! I'll see how you can find it!

Li Jun and Wang Chao were very curious to see him so happy. Dongfang Zhongyue pointed at the room next door and waved his hand, then said in a low voice: "You will know soon enough."

Li Zhuangxian was the most curious. The three of them refused to leave even after eating, so they had to wait until the table next door to them to leave. He saw six or seven young men walking out from next door, all of whom seemed to be children of aristocratic families. One of them had just been beaten up and his face was swollen like a pig's head; his left eye was still considered normal, his right eye was swollen into a slit, his nose was red, and his lips were swollen. He thought: Who is this? How did he become like this!

"Ouch!" Brother Li … "Brother Chenqing!" A sturdy young man walked out of the group. Wang Zhenqing cupped his hands and said, "Brother Sun Tie, what a coincidence!" Yes, what a coincidence! "Zhu Heng happily said as his eyes swept over to Dongfang Zhongyue and asked," This must be Young Master Dongfang, right? "

"Yes," Wang Zhenqing nodded. "Brother Dongfang, this is the Left Military Governor's Mansion's Left Governor, the Right Country's Zhu Heng, the one who bestowed Iron Vouchers s, and the Duke of Cheng Guang, Zhu Neng." Oh... "I've heard a lot about you." From the east, he cupped his hands in greeting. Li Zhuangxian asked quietly, "Zhu Heng, about that..." Who is it? "

"You don't recognize it?" Zhu Heng could not help but burst out laughing, "Yang Zhongkun... "His godfather is the leader of the personal guards. This bro really knows how to act, he's acting too brazenly this time." "Oh..." "Haha …" Li Zhuangxian immediately laughed.

On the other side, Yang Zhongkun saw the three of them being abnormally embarrassed and hurriedly went downstairs with half his face covered. He could tell that Zhu Heng was interested in getting to know the imperial family. He said some intimate words, then pulled Dongfang Zhongyue's hand and said that they should meet more in the future before leaving.

Thinking of Yang Zhongkun's miserable appearance, Li Zhuangxian laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. As they were walking down the stairs, Wang Zhenqing suddenly asked, "Where is Brother Dongfang now?" From the east, Zhong Yue truthfully replied: "The house at the Divine Arm Workshop has retreated. It's the inn we stayed in last night."

"How can this be?" Wang Zhenqing said, "Brother Dongfang, if you don't mind, come live in my house. There's a place outside my North Garden that has always been deserted. It's pretty quiet." Dongfang Zhongyue's heart skipped a beat. He had been to Soundwave Pavilion twice, so it was a good place to go, but …

Dongfang Zhongyue hesitated before saying: "I accept Brother Chenqing's good intentions. If I live in there for no reason, I'm afraid Princess and Prince Consort will …" Sigh! "How do you call it for no reason at all?" Wang Zhenqing interrupted him, "You are my good friend! Since you have nothing better to do, what's there to be afraid of? "

Li Zhuangxian also said, "Brother Dongfang, it's quite convenient for us to find you. Let's go, let's move out immediately …" The King and the King Li also didn't allow the Eastern Elder to shirk, dragging him away, while the Eastern Elder also shunned him half-heartedly. He didn't have much luggage, so he went back to the inn to retrieve his clothes and horses …

Wang Zhenqing's father, Yong Chunhou, was named Wang Ning. West of the Imperial City, there was a mound of earth where the palace had been built. After a long time, the trees and grass became a mountain, and Yong Chunhou Prefecture was situated on the side of the mountain.

In the early days, Wang Ning was also a refined scholar. Seeing the lush trees on the hill beside the house, he had someone push him to a flat area and build a few grass halls. Then, he planted pine, cypress, and green bamboo all around him. One day, the University Scholar Jie Jin arrived here, greatly praised, for the Grass Hall to name the Soundwave Pavilion.

Wang Zhenqing ordered his men to clean up the inside and outside of the Soundwave Pavilion. He also ordered the kitchen to bring food over on time. After being busy for a while, it was already evening. Wang Zhenqing said, "Brother Dongfang please take a rest. My father is coming back, so I have to go home."

Li Zhuangxian also wanted to go home, so Dongfang Zhongyu sent two people out. Watching the two of them being submerged in the forest, Zhong Dong withdrew his gaze.

This place was very high, and one could see half of Nanjing to the south. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the city walls, creating a golden red scene. The Qin Huai River was covered in a hazy and hazy mist, and the smoke from the cooking smoke rose up all over the city.

It had been a long time since he had been alone in the East. The wind was blowing through the pine branches and the leaves were swaying in the wind. His heart could not be at peace either. He needed time to get used to the current situation. His original plan was very simple, but when he really wanted to do it, he realized that he couldn't use all the clues. He didn't know how to start …

There seemed to be some other sound coming from the branches and leaves of the trees. Dongfang Zhongyue said without turning back, "Since you don't want to come in, why are you so secretive?"

"Cluck, cluck …" Young Master Dongfang really has good hearing, "A tall woman walked out from behind the tree," I didn't expect Young Master Dongfang to have such a good mood. "

Dongfang Zhongyu only took a glance before recognizing it, "Wishing to the Pavilion Master is well-informed! "As soon as I moved to the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, I found out!" Ha! "If you rely on information to earn a living, how can you not specialize in martial arts?" Zhu Xinmei asked, "Young Master Dongfang still doesn't want to invite me in?"

Dongfang Zhongyu then turned around, and his eyes swept across her masculine face, "Alright! "It seems like Wishing to the Pavilion Master does not visit without business. Please take a seat inside." He was the first to enter the Grass Hall.

As the two took their respective seats, Dongfang Zhong's tone became more concise. "Wishing to the Pavilion Master, please speak frankly." "Alright, I like Young Master Dongfang's straightforwardness." Zhu Xinmei said, "I want to invite you to join the Pavilion of Ascending Mist." "Oh …" Dongfang Zexuan was a bit surprised. He pondered for a while and said, "Wishing to the Pavilion Master still isn't telling the truth. Is he joining the Pavilion of Ascending Mist or is it because of that person …?"

"Hehe …" Isn't it the same? "Zhu Xinmei raised her eyebrows." Does Young Master Dongfang really know the backside of the Pavilion of Ascending Mist? " "Heh …" This is trying to test me! " Middle Eastern smiled faintly, "Your rankings are too fake. Although I don't know much about the Salt Clan and the Iron Blood Union, but I also know that there is a gang that should be ranked ahead of them."

"Alright, you're right!" Zhu Xinmei pursed her lips and smiled. "Since you know about our gang, isn't it unfair to invite you in?" Dongfang Zhongyue shook his head, "Give me a reason." He knew half of the other party's background, so he wanted to see how much the other party knew about him.

"Actually, the two of us are on a different path from each other." Zhu Xinmei said seriously, "To be honest, Young Master Dongfang's kung fu is outstanding and there are many people who want to take advantage of him. It's the same for our Pavilion of Ascending Mist. We can also avenge you."

"Heh …" You seem to really know me? " Dongfang Zhongyu's heart spun a few times, then he suddenly laughed out loud: "Wishing to the Pavilion Master got it wrong, right? "I don't have any enemies, so why should I take revenge?" "Young Master Dongfang's words lack sincerity." Is that so? Then tell me, who is my enemy? "

"Young Master Dongfang is too insincere, isn't he?" Zhu Xinmei met his gaze and said, "Do you think that the Pavilion of Ascending Mist does not know your background? Heh heh … "In this world, nothing can escape the eyes of the Pavilion of Ascending Mist." Tell me about it. " Dongfang Zhong had to find out, he didn't want to be caught red-handed by others.

"Ha, your enemy is... The current Chengzu Emperor, Zhu Di! " Zhu Xinmei's words were straightforward, but she blinked a few times in between. Dongfang Zhongyu did not miss this detail. His worries were immediately dispelled.

He knew that the other party relied on a five-point guess to make a mistake. She did not know his true identity, or else she would have just said it out loud. "Alright …" What kind of conditions does the Pavilion of Ascending Mist have? "

Zhu Xinmei was very happy to see that she guessed correctly. She smiled and said, "Young Master Dongfang can just say whatever he wants. We will agree to any of your conditions." "It can't be?" Dongfang Zhong laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I will ask too much?"

"I believe Young Master Dongfang is a man of his word," Zhu Xinmei said with a smile. "You won't ask too much." "That's hard to say. What if I want to become the emperor myself?" "You …?" Zhu Xinmei's expression changed when she heard that. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing interesting," said Dongfang Zhongyue as he looked out the door. "I'm just reminding Wishing to the Pavilion Master not to easily give his word." "Fine!" Zhu Xinmei stared at him for a moment before standing up, "Since Young Master Dongfang has no intention of joining the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, there's no need to continue this discussion …" There is one thing I have to remind you about. Do not underestimate the strength of the Pavilion of Ascending Mist.

"Wishing to the Pavilion Master, don't worry. I have no intention of getting into a grudge with the Pavilion of Ascending Mist …" Before Dongfang Zhongyu could finish his words, Lili had already disappeared from the side of the door. Her movement was astonishingly fast. He was surprised to suddenly hear footsteps coming from the stone steps up the mountain.

"It can't be? Could it be that this old woman's hearing is better than mine? " The more curious Dongfang Zhong walked out of the room, the more curious he got. Zhu Xinmei was nowhere to be seen. After a while, a servant of Yong Chunhou's house came up with a box of food …

For two days in a row, Dongfang Zhongyue stayed at the Soundwave Pavilion, but there was no movement from Zhu Gaosui. He guessed that it was probably because Zhu Gaosui heard that Baili Qingcang had left, he didn't have much value left.

When he was bored, he was thankful for Wang Zhenqing's company. He hung around the Ministry of Rites and would check in every day. Li Zhuangxian was a teacher in the Ministry of Justice, so he didn't have any proper work to do during the day. The three of them sat together, writing, talking, drinking, and their days were carefree.

Lei Mingsheng, on the other hand, had been here once before. Since Wang Zhenqing was here, the moment he heard that it was to find a house for Dongfang Zhongyu, he immediately chased him away. So, Dongfang Zhongyue had no choice but to stay here …

On this day the sun rose in the east, still unwashed, when suddenly there was a crisp sound of hooves on the stone steps. Dongfang Zhongyu was puzzled and hastily went out to take a look. Seeing a bay horse charging at him, immediately a man in silver armor, wearing a silver helmet and carrying a long silver seedling pointed at him, "Are you Dongfang Zhongyue?"