Kong Kaiping was meditating with his eyes closed, thinking about how to deal with Meng Kuyin, when Yan Youqin came out from behind the bookshelf on the side.
"Mr. Neijiao, I think they are bound to win over Yunlu..."
"You Qin, do you also think we should let him out?" Kong Kaiping asked tentatively.
"You Qin is just a junior, I don't dare to make rash comments."
"Yunlu is not Xihe. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't be too restrained."
"Fifth of the world's cultural heritage belongs to the Qing capital, and the other five belongs to Yunlu. The master hopes to continue to occupy Yunlu to strangle the throat of the Wenfu. Although the master has his old man's considerations, the students do not agree with this."
Kong Kaiping's eyes stayed on Yan Youqin, trying to read his mind.
There was a huge gap in strength between the two, but there seemed to be a vague barrier outside Yan Youqin's body that even he couldn't see through.
If other people said this about Kong Kaiping, you can completely ignore it, but when this sentence came from Yan Youqin's mouth, it had a special meaning. This should be the direction of Confucianism in the future.
"Do you know something?"
"Mr. Neijiao, you also know that I was enlightened by the Lin Jing during the battle at Ehu. The Lin Jing is the history, and it records some secrets of controlling spirits.
I have recently discovered some things while observing history. The Wen Mansion can at best be called our opponent, but the real enemy of the Confucian Mansion is someone else..."
Kong Kaiping did not dwell too much on this topic. A truly smart person can condense his thoughts into a few words. It would be useless to talk more. After all, it was not an issue he should consider.
"Do you want to stay in Yunlu for a few more days this time?"
"No, His Majesty the Emperor asked some people who performed well at the Ehu Meeting to go to Daxuan City."
"Don't you like to join in the fun?"
"It's different this time. I don't think it will be very interesting. Besides, Jiang Yan still has some things with me. I have to give them to him after all."
After Jiang Yan received the fish book, he found Su Kou who was shopping with Dao Ya, and the three of them set off again.
The Yunlu issue cannot be resolved for a while. The Bafu are some of the biggest gangsters in Yuling Continent, and the Wenfu and Rufu will continue to argue for a long time.
Wei Changli asked him to write a quick fish book to urge him to set off, but Jiang Yan did not dare to delay for a moment. Although he did not know the reason, he also guessed that something happened in Daxuan City that was urgently related to him.
Daxuan City is the imperial capital of the Xuan Kingdom. It is located in Zhongzhou, the central hinterland of the Xuan Kingdom. It is adjacent to the Xihe River of Yuling First Academy on the left, and backed by Xuanpu Mountain and Luojia Mountain.
Yunzhou has many mountainous roads and is difficult to navigate, but once you pass Yunlu, you will reach Zhongzhou, the most lush and fertile area in Yuling Continent, with a vast plain.
Chaimen's blunt donkey and fat tiger were galloping across the wilderness, the whistling of the wind passed by their ears, and the sturdy Dao Ya was not only not afraid, but also very excited.
"Jiang Yan, why are you so anxious?"
"I received a fish letter from Mr. Wei. Something must have happened in Daxuan City and we cannot delay."
The Xuan Kingdom covers a vast territory, and Hua Ling can travel thousands of miles a day. Even so, it still takes more than a month to travel.
Rushing at full speed, it took Jiang Lun and Su Kou only three days to arrive at the foot of Daxuan City. Before the sun set in the west, it cast its last rays of light, reflecting in front of this majestic city in the world.
Daxuan City is the largest city in Yuling Continent, with a population of tens of millions, far exceeding Qingdu and Xihe. It is entrenched on the boundless plains like a giant beast.
Outside Daxuan City, a moat more than ten feet wide goes around the city, and several stone bridges lead to the gate into the city.
Traveling in such a hurry is very taxing on one's body. Daoya has already fallen asleep in Jiang Yan's arms. Su Kou is also a little overwhelmed, and his chest is rising and falling.
"Why is your physique worse than Yaya?"
After hearing Jiang Chan's taunt, Su Kou did not refute, but looked at Yaya in Jiang Chan's arms and couldn't help but sigh.
"I don't know how the old butcher taught me. This Yaya is a little pervert. She will be something bad in the future."
He took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it, and his fatigue was relieved a lot.
"What are you eating?" Jiang Yan asked.
"A body-building drug I researched"
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. It turns out that you are also doing the job of saving people while killing people," Jiang Yan said with a smile.
Many times he himself forgot that except for Su Kou who was an enlightened poison master, all his ancestors for several generations were also enlightened by medicine masters.
After taking a rest, the two of them prepared to enter the city in one go, and then rest for the night to find out what happened. Wei Changli came back and urged them to come.
But right in the middle of the stone bridge stood a strangely dressed man.
This man was wearing a high crown, and it was not ordinary tall. The hat was half a meter long, and it was teetering and almost falling off with every step he took.
The upper body of the clothes is embroidered with lotus patterns, the skirt of the lower body is embroidered with hibiscus flowers, some herbs are used to make silk threads and sewn on the clothes, and orchids are used to make a sope hanging around the waist.
Even if Jiang Yan didn't pay attention to his clothes, he could still smell a strong aroma from far away.
"Why does it smell so good?" Jiang Yan looked around and couldn't find any flowers.
"It's the two herbs Jiang Li and Pizhi that came from him."
Su Kou was very familiar with the taste of various herbs and pointed at the person in the center of the stone bridge.
The old man has a round face and a very fair complexion. He is afraid that others will not be able to smell his fragrance, and he is shaking a fan in his hand.
"Young man, you are very insightful. Why don't we have a chat?"
"Old man, we still have things to do and need to go to the city now. Let's talk back."
When Jiang Yan was about to drive the old donkey away, he suddenly realized that he had lost control of Hua Ling, and both Chaimen's blunt donkey and fat tiger stopped in place.
"How is this going"
Jiang Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man who was wearing a very showy bag. Because it was almost dusk, there were not many people on the pontoon, and the person closest to them was the man in front of him.
"Young man, it's not a good thing to act too hastily."
Jiang Yan took another look at the old man. The way he was dressed was exactly what Confucian scholars call him a demon. There was only one place in the Eight Prefectures that not only had no requirements for clothing, but also respected personalities and liked dressing up like this, Qingdu!
"Senior is a scribe?"
"Did you see it?"
"The late student came from the capital of Qing Dynasty. Wenfu sacrificed his life and asked his seniors to show their noble hands."
Jiang Qian guessed that since he was a scribe, he would not embarrass himself, and this old man could actually control other people's painting spirits. This incredible method was not something ordinary people could do.
"I'm not here to cause trouble for you, but the most taboo thing for young people is impatience, especially since you are a descendant of the Tianshe Mansion."
"How does senior know?"
"I know more than you think, and I also know that even though you haven't entered the city, someone has already laid out a big bag waiting for you to jump into it."
This strangely dressed old man seemed to be trying to remind him. He was not familiar with the place in Daxuan City. It would be best if someone could help him.
Jiang Yan got off his donkey, then saluted the old man and asked for advice.
Tomorrow is September. Please give me a ticket. Any ticket will do.