When the girl saw Yang Qian and the two, there was a hint of wariness on her face. She was now also a martial artist at the Grand Master level. She didn't notice at all just now that there were two guests in the next room. Naturally, she knew that the two people were not at the same level of martial arts. How can you not let her be wary if you are below her.

Hong Yi's reaction was completely different from that of the girl. After hearing that the girl was a human being, he naturally lost his fear and immediately became more courageous. As for Yang Qian and the others, even if they had noble status, it had no influence on him. Although he He is just a concubine who is not taken seriously by the Wuwen Marquis, but after all, he is also the son of Hong Xuanji, the grand master of the dynasty, so the other party should not embarrass him.

The girl moved her steps slightly, assumed a warning posture, looked at Yang Qian and the two of them intently, and said in a cute voice.

"Who are you two, and why are you up late at night eavesdropping on other people's conversations?"

Zhuang Tong looked at Yang Qian who was walking in front of him, and stood behind Yang Qian quite wisely without saying anything, as if Yang Qian was completely in charge.

Yang Gan glanced at Hong Yi, then looked at the girl, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes fluctuated slightly, and his voice was clear and cold.

"Concubine Yuan, if you don't stay in the palace, what are you doing here in Xishan?"

Concubine Yuan suddenly shrank when she heard this, and her expression changed drastically. The other party actually knew her. It was terrible. She had left the palace privately. If Emperor Qian found out, she would probably be punished.

Concubine Yuan's lips parted slightly, she bowed her sleeves and asked curiously.

"I wonder who you two are? You actually know my identity!"

Yang Qian took a look at the Xianghu King among the Eight Demonic Immortals, and before the other party frowned slightly, he looked away, his expression was indifferent, and he said directly without any concealment.

"Yang Gan!"

Concubine Yuan was startled when she heard this. Yang Qian was the fourth son of the current Emperor Qian. He was awarded the title of Jade Prince. He was a special one among the princes. He did not form any faction or seek selfish interests. He was a lonely minister, which no one could see through. Even if Even Emperor Qian often mentioned the Jade Prince in front of her, and he couldn't figure out his thoughts.

"Prince Jade, you are actually so happy that you come to Xishan to play."

Yang Qian took a deep look at Concubine Yuan who was feeling uncomfortable all over. He didn't care at all about the other party's rhetorical question. Instead, he turned to look at Hong Yi and said softly.

"Hong Xuanji's son is actually a disciple of Xin Xue, which is somewhat inconsistent with his status as a master of Neo-Confucianism?"

Hong Yi was stunned when he heard this. The other party was actually the current Prince Jade, and judging by his tone, he didn't seem to have much respect for Hong Xuanji, as if he was talking about a passerby.

"How does the prince know that I am a person who studies by heart?"

Yang Qian smiled slightly and looked at Hong Yi, who was somewhat reserved, and felt a little amused. This man-eating maniac in the future was just an unnoticed concubine of the Hou family. He was precarious and worked hard to get ahead. He whispered softly. road.

"I have also read "Notes on the Thatched Cottage". Li Yan was a great scholar in the previous dynasty. If he were a Neo-Confucian scholar, I am afraid he would not read these books!"

Hong Yi immediately looked at the Jade Prince with admiration. He did not expect that the other party was also a learned person, and he was even more subtle. From his few words, he realized that he had read "Notes from the Thatched Cottage", and he deduced from this. What I have learned is the study of the heart, which can be said to be thoughtful and awe-inspiring.

"Prince Jade knows everything so clearly, Xiaosheng is ashamed!"

Yang Qian also knew that Hong Yi was very cautious now and had not openly fallen out with Hong Xuanji, so he did not dare to talk about things related to Hong Xuanji. He did not force it, but turned to look at Yuan Fei and said.

"Concubine Yuan seems to have something else to do today, so I won't bother you!"

Yang Gan glanced at Zhuang Tong behind him, and then walked down the mountain. He originally came here to see Hong Yi, the future Yi Zi, and had no intention of meeting him, but Zhuang Tong's words ruined the original plan. The plan was that if I stayed any longer, Hong Yi and Concubine Yuan would be uncomfortable, and it would even affect Hong Yi's future opportunities. Fortunately, I just left.

Yang Qian walked on the mountain path, covering a distance of more than ten feet with one step. Zhuang Tong followed closely, and it didn't take long to return to Yuqin City.

Looking at the still brightly lit capital, Yang Gan looked back at the desolate Western Mountains, smiled slightly, and then went back home to rest.

The Imperial Palace, Songheshanfang, where the royal library is kept.

Yang Qian held a classic written by the ancient Fanzi in his hand and read it with gusto. Suddenly his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a three-foot divine light shot out of his eyes. He looked intently at a bookshelf not far away and shouted sternly.

"It would be too presumptuous of me, sir, not to ask whether taking it by yourself is a thief!"

A young man wearing moon-white clothes walked out from behind the bookshelf. His hair was very long, and it was scattered on the temples. His eyes emitted a soft light, as if he were Wen Yu. On his waist, there was a two-foot-long With a purple wine gourd and a long sword on his back, the whole person looked like an immortal and extremely out-of-this-world person.

The young man picked up the purple wine gourd at his waist, opened the cork, raised his head and took a sip of wine. The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth. His temperament looked quite heroic, and he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his precious sleeve indifferently. Then he looked at Yang Qian and said proudly.

"Who are you? You can actually find my traces. You are quite powerful!"

Yang Qian asked about the aroma of wine in the air, his nose twitched slightly, the wine worm in his stomach was greedy, and he said in surprise.

"It's actually decades-old monkey wine. It can activate qi and blood and prolong life. It's really a waste to drink it like this!"

Bai Ziyue was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other person was a drinker, but he had a good temper. He could be merciful and not hurt his life.

"You know a lot about wine, so I might consider being gentler!"

Bai Ziyue secretly sneaked into the Songhe Mountain Room of the imperial palace this time in order to find three volumes of scriptures from the Great Zen Temple. One volume is the "Past Amitabha Sutra", one is the "Tathagata Sutra of the Present World", and the other is the "Future Sutra of No Life". ”, it talks about the supreme method of transcendence. The Amitabha Sutra of the Past is the supreme secret of cultivating the soul, the Tathagata Sutra of the Present World is the supreme boxing technique of becoming an immortal, and I don’t know about the Sutra of the Future Immortality. , but it is said that to truly transcend, three volumes of sutras need to be comprehended together.

Da Qian, as the winner of the annihilation of the Great Zen Temple, most likely collected these three scriptures, so he took the risk to sneak in. Now that he was discovered by Yang Qian, he naturally did not want to cause trouble, and before Yang Qian could continue to speak, he used " Using the same gait as an ape, he shrank down to an inch, arrived in front of Yang Gan, and grabbed Yang Gan's neck.
Chapter completed!