Shengjing Conspiracy

Chapter 42, One after another

As Jing Yun said, after returning to Beijing for less than a month, Wen Youqing was promoted to Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

On the day of the edict, Wen Youqing found out that Jing Yun said that the 20-year non-aggression pact signed by the Raksha Kingdom was his credit, and almost all the credit was put on Wen Youqing.

It is impossible not to be moved, civil servants are not promoted as fast as military officials, and many people may not be promoted if they become old men in their positions. This time not only the promotion but also left a mark in the emperor's heart.

Wen Youqing, who had been resting for a day because of her promotion, finally had time to look for Jing Yun.

The two walked side by side on the street, without the guards, just the two of them.

It was time to eat at this time, and there were not many people on the street, Wen Youqing looked at the small objects next to him from time to time with his hands in his hands, and saw a purse embroidered with auspicious clouds, and his heart moved.

Wen Youqing went to the stall, bought the purse, and put it in her bosom.

"What did you buy?" Jing Yun took a step too late and didn't see the purse, only saw the other party put something into his bosom.

Wen Youqing pushed the person away, "I bought something for Jian Jia."

It was Jian Jia again.

"Why do you treat her so well? Don't you just want to take her as a concubine?" The more Jing Yun thought about it, the more likely it was. Taking a maid as a concubine is nothing new.

"What are you thinking, I take Jian Jia as my sister!" Wen Youqing mercilessly gave him a supercilious look, and added an elbow.

Jian Jia is the maid left to him by his mother, who has taken care of him since he was a child. Not only will he not accept Jian Jia as a concubine, but when Jian Jia finds a suitable person, he will prepare a dowry for her and marry her gracefully!

"Sister..." Jing Yun rubbed his knocked stomach, Yan Yan's beating was like scratching someone's itch, why didn't it hurt.

When they reached the entrance of Tianxiang Tower, a flower boy stopped them, took out a peach blossom from a small basket, and handed it to Wen Youqing.

Wen Youqing was puzzled, "Are you going to sell it to me?"

The flower girl shook her head, "A young master asked me to tell my lord that he is waiting for you upstairs in the Spring Breeze Room."

Someone is waiting for him?

Wen Youqing was taken aback, Jing Yun took the flowers, gave the money to Xiaotong, and led him upstairs.

In the spring breeze, Wen Youqing was even more puzzled when he lifted the curtain and walked in to see the handsome young man on the seat, Jing Yun's face darkened.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the handsome young man narrowed his eyes when he smiled, "Brother Wen won't recognize me after only a few days of separation."

"Jiangnan Xing!" Wen Youqing couldn't help but widen her eyes in astonishment.

Jing Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Liu Baisui?"

Jiangnan Xing waved his hand to greet the two of them to come over, prepared two cups and poured wine, "It's Jiangnan Xing, please forget the nickname of Liu Baisui quickly, it's too ugly."

At this time, Jiangnan Xing was wearing a blue straight dress, with a sword pinned to his waist, and his long hair was tied up high. With his handsome eyebrows and eyes, Jiangnan Xing was much more Junxiu than Wen Youqing's gentle and bookish. The unrestrained and unrestrained style unique to these Jianghu people is really handsome and extraordinary.

"You said you would surprise me, is this a surprise?" Wen Youqing wanted to get closer to look at his face, but Jing Yun pulled him back quickly.

Of the two, one is a son like jade, and the other is bright and clear.

Jing Yun's face darkened silently.

Just kidding, Yanyan forgot, but he didn't!

At that time, this person admitted that he liked men!

Letting Yan Yan get close to him, wouldn't that make him feel uncomfortable!

The more Jing Yun thought about it, the more serious his complexion became, and he had to try to separate the two of them, so they couldn't hang out together all day.

The dignified general Dingyuan was silently jealous, but Wen Youqing and Jiangnan Xing had a lively chat.

"Remember when I was in the border town, I said I was going to do something?" Jiang Nanxing picked up the peach blossom branch sold by the flower girl before, "This is a peach blossom, aren't you curious?"

Peach blossoms bloom in March, and it is true that there should not be peach blossoms now that the twelfth lunar month is approaching.

Moreover, Wen Youqing sighed in his heart when he thought of the ghost soldiers mentioned by Xuan Yiwei and Fang Xu, and the plausible poem. How could it be a peach blossom again? It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

"What does this have to do with what you are going to do?" Jing Yun asked.

Jiang Nanxing took a sip of his wine and clicked his tongue, "There is a Peach Blossom Village in the rivers and lakes. A few days ago, Peach Blossom Village was wiped out overnight, and the clues left indicate that it was made by the Nanban Xuanchi Sect."

"Then?" Wen Youqing started to have a headache again, why did he get involved in Jianghu affairs.

"Xuan Chi Sect has a secret method called Peach Blossom Immortal. It doesn't mean that it really raises an immortal. If you have to say it, it can be understood as a soul-hunting technique." Jiang Nanxing's tone was also a little distressed, "This trick of Peach Blossom Immortal can make people unconsciously into hallucinations."

Peach blossoms, ghost soldiers, and the hallucinatory secret peach blossom fairy?

Wen Youqing suddenly realized, if this secret method is really so miraculous, then the existence of ghost soldiers can be explained.

Jing Yun also thought of this, "So you heard about the ghost soldiers in the valley and came here ahead of time."

Jiang Nanxing nodded. Originally, he wanted to finish dealing with Taohuazhuang before coming to Kyoto. Knowing that there was a ghost soldier in the valley near Kyoto, he decided to come to find Wen Youqing first.

Things got mixed up, and Wen Youqing also told Jiang Nanxing what she knew, including the poem.

"The peach blossoms are all over the mountain and the fragrance is overflowing, and the ghost soldiers have passed by and the ghosts are rampant...It's interesting." Jiang Nanxing rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "If this matter is really related to the Xuanchi Sect, then you must Be careful, the Xuan Chi Sect is acting treacherously, not to mention the leader who has never shown up, the four protectors alone are very human, in short, be careful."

"I don't really want to take on this trouble." Wen Youqing smiled wryly, afraid that the trouble would come to him in the end, "Have you come to the capital to find a good place to live? Come to my house."

Jing Yun tensed up, "You can go to my house."

Jiang Nanxing took out a folding fan from nowhere, and swung it a few times pretending to be graceful, with a romantic look in his eyes, "It's hard to come to the capital, my son, I naturally have to go to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion for a while."

The corners of Jing Yunwen and Youqing's mouths twitched, they couldn't tell that this person was still a romantic.

"Be careful not to be coquettish, but to be obscene." Wen Youqing said with disgust.

Jiang Nanxing smiled back with a slightly wretched smile.

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After eating a full meal, the three of them left Tianxianglou.

Jiang Nanxing sent the two of them away, and walked towards the East Street with his hands behind his back. He had inquired before that there was a very good piano pavilion over there, and a new violinist came recently.

Places like Qinge are different from those Chuguan brothels. This place is a bit more elegant, purely for showmanship and not for sale.

Although he told Wen Youqing to have a fling, but in fact he is a ruthless chicken.

Jiangnan Xing has handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes, and the manager greeted him as soon as he entered the door, "This young master looks at his face."

"I heard that you have a new luthier here, call me here." Jiang Nanxing put his hands behind his back, as if he was very familiar with this environment, just like a playboy.

"Okay, I'll call you, my lord!" The steward's face froze for a moment, and Jiang Nanxing, who was thinking about the new luthier, didn't see this scene.