Chapter 114, Daming Lake Garden

Author: Qingzhou plays wine

Chapter 114, Daming Lake Garden

"Senior, I really want to go to Daming Lake with Xia Nanyuan to negotiate with the Ye clan tomorrow?"

"Facts have proved that the Ye clan is the key point for our success in this alliance. According to convention, we should first be polite and then fight, and then use martial arts to knock it out. I will ask someone to send some peerless secrets from Da Chu."

"But, I don't want to."

"Don't worry, I will let Mengjue do other things tomorrow. In this group, you know me and Kang Wenyao knows. As long as he doesn't let him tell me, Mengjue can't know."

"So, thank you for your senior."

Jiang Wangsheng was walking by the banks of Daming Lake, beside him was a beautiful woman wearing a plain long skirt, but he was unwilling to pay attention and was only recalling the secret conversation with Chen Bangzhou.

Jiang Wangsheng looked at the distant sky and came from a daze.

"Wangsheng, what are you looking at?" Xia Nanyuan leaned over, smiled slightly, and stared at Jiang Wangsheng with big watery eyes.

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "I'm wondering what methods the Ye clan will have."

"With your martial arts skills, no matter how they stir up the storm, you can suppress it with your arms raised." Xia Nanyuan said softly, as if she was about to imprison Jiang Wangsheng.

Jiang Wangsheng's brows became deeper and deeper, "After that being said, I always feel something is wrong. I have lived in seclusion for so many years, and even the empress cannot shake her heart. Even though I have better martial arts than them, I have a few secret books, so I won't let them help me."

Xia Nanyuan hesitated for a moment and replied: "Young Master, you don't know that the ancestors of the Ye clan are already over 100 years old. They have had trouble practicing martial arts in their early years. They can only relieve themselves by meditation. If you can help, they will be grateful and do their best."

"Age over a hundred years old" Jiang Wangsheng looked at her in surprise and continued: "Age over a half years old, the qi and blood are dry, and the martial arts realm is hard to improve at all. Why be grateful?"

Xia Nanyuan sighed softly, looked around, and said in his ear: "Actually, this is the secret of the Ye clan. I only heard my father talk about it before I set off."

"The internal skills and mental methods of the Ye clan are inherited from the ancestors, but there are many mistakes in it. Although they have been gradually improved over the years, their abilities are limited and they cannot find all the mistakes. Therefore, everyone will suffer from serious illnesses when they are old."

Jiang Wangsheng raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Xia means, let me help them improve the internal skills of the Ye clan?"

Xia Nanyuan nodded.

"But why don't they change their internal skills?"

Xia Nanyuan said: "The founder of the Ye clan is a congenital master. Over the past few hundred years, one or two congenital masters have also been produced. What a precious thing is martial arts, how can it be widely circulated in the world?"

"Besides, their skills can be used to practice innate masters. Looking at the world, the skills comparable to them can only be the secrets of each sect and sect." Xia Nanyuan explained.

Jiang Wangsheng couldn't help scratching his face and said to himself: "I almost forgot that the level of internal skills and mental methods will determine the speed of martial artists' cultivation and future progress. Alas, I really envy those who are working hard to make progress over time."

Xia Nanyuan said: "If you can find out the mistakes in this mental method, or help them guide their practice methods, they will definitely be grateful to you."

"That's how it sounds really good." Jiang Wangsheng touched his chin and suddenly looked moved, asking, "What's wrong with the Ye clan holding a grand venue?"

Xia Nanyuan replied: "The Hundred Flowers Club is a three-year tradition in our Jiangnan. This year, it is organized by the Ye clan. The famous martial arts people in the Southern Tang Dynasty, scholarly families and famous families will come."

"They will come too?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

What he refers to is naturally the Duke Party.

Xia Nanyuan nodded deeply, "We can think of it, and they will naturally think of it. Even if we are not sure, we will send some people to monitor it."

Jiang Wangsheng murmured: "It's best not to make a big deal. First, it will be difficult to end, and second, if there is a conflict, it will inevitably involve innocent people."

Xia Nanyuan nodded slightly, "In late spring, the air in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, and flowers bloom. Today is the fifteenth day, the night moon is full, and the prosperity is thriving, and the murderous intent is hidden."

"However, young master, you can subdue ten times with one force, so there is no need to worry so much." Xia Nanyuan leaned against Jiang Wangsheng tightly.

Jiang Wangsheng felt the warmth and slight heat from his skin, and his eyes swept over and noticed her side face.

At the same time, Xia Nanyuan felt Jiang Wangsheng's gaze and looked at him.

Huang Mengjue looked at the handwritten book written by Chen Bangzhou and said, "Why did you suddenly gather the spies and informants from Dali Temple in Daming Lake Garden?"

Kang Wenyao pondered for a moment and replied: "Today, the Hundred Flowers Conference in Daming Lake Garden is an old tradition in the Southern Tang Dynasty. At that time, all the three religions and all kinds of things will be mixed."

"What does that have to do with us?"

Kang Wenyan suddenly felt a big head and stammered and replied: "The people who came here are all well-known figures in the Southern Tang Dynasty. Let the staff of Dali Temple recognize it, so it is more convenient to act and monitor it in the future."

Huang Mengjue looked at him in confusion, "Then why did you ask you to go? You are a cabinet and are not familiar with the people from Dali Temple."

Kang Wenyao hurriedly said: "Because, because the Prime Minister gave you a more important task. Wouldn't you let you contact the people of the Confucian general Gao Jinyu and the city defense official Ji Changkong?"

Huang Mengjue said helplessly: "Buying a few small pawns can anyone do this. What is the more important task? In this way, I go to Daming Lake Garden and you go to buy the small pawns. You are a civil servant and you will definitely be better than me."

"No!" Kang Wenyao was like a cat with a trampled tail.

Huang Meng looked at him in shock.

Kang Wenyao was stunned for a moment and explained in a low voice: "The Prime Minister said that Ji Changkong has certain military power, has a strong personality, and is a member of the Duke Party, so he may be rebellious. If there is an emergency, you can adapt flexibly."

"It makes sense." Huang Meng took a deep breath and asked, "Where is Jiang Wangsheng? Why didn't he see him early this morning?"

Kang Wenyao pursed his lips and said, "I guess the Prime Minister has instructed a more important person. I remember Mr. Jiang went to the imperial city this morning, probably to monitor the empress."

Huang Mengjue frowned, but without any doubt, and began to contact the spy at Dali Temple.

Kang Wenyao walked out of the courtyard alone, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I was smart and turned Miss Huang's attention away. Why is the reason I made up is so good?"

"If Miss Huang knew that Mr. Jiang would definitely sulk for Fairy Nan Yuan."

Kang Wenyao's expression moved, "Hiss~Miss Huang and Mr. Jiang are just colleagues, not husband and wife, so why should I hide it? It's so strange."

"Kang Wenyao, Jiang Wangsheng went to Daming Lake Garden to accompany Xia Nanyuan, why don't you go?" A voice came.

Kang Wenyao was still in a daze and subconsciously replied: "The Prime Minister didn't let me go. Eh?"

Kang Wenyao turned around and saw Huang Mengjue standing behind him.

Huang Mengjue had no expression on his face and could not see any emotion.

"This is this, this," Kang Wenyao covered his mouth and said intimately: "It's screwed up."

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