Chapter 198 Chapter 198 is the only genuine version...
"Sir, why are you here?"
Gu Zhizhuo said happily.
Xie Yingchen supported her and looked her up and down.
Her bright face was radiant, her hair was loose and tied into a pigtail, the pearls on the pigtail were tied firmly, and not even a strand of hair was out of place.
It's like I didn't sleep at all.
It’s almost five o’clock in the morning, why don’t you go to sleep?
Ah! Gu Zhizhuo shrank his neck guiltily. Her body had barely recovered to about 60% or 70%. His master's words to take good care of her had made him take them to heart.
Gu Zhizhuo glanced at the sky and immediately became confident and said before him, "Young Master, it's already five o'clock in the morning, and you haven't even rested yet? You're running around everywhere."
The wicked are the first to complain, right? Xie Yingchen glared at her.
Gu Zhizhuo's little finger hooked around the bracelet on his waist, twisting and twisting until his heart melted.
Xie Yingchen pinched her rebellious hand. The skin on his palm was burning hot, but his strength was as gentle as catching a snowflake.
When they lowered their heads, their auras blended together: "What are you doing?"
"Fortune-telling. If you're not careful, it'll be too late." Gu Zhizhuo noticed what he was holding. "Sir, what is this?"
"Umbrella of the People."
There were a lot of cloth strips hanging under the umbrella, and it was quite difficult to fold it up. When it was unfolded, it was like a canopy with tassels hanging down. Xie Yingchen held it with both hands and blocked it above her head.
Xie Yingchen said to her, "Superintendent Shen asked Qin Chen to bring it back from Qingzhou."
Shen Xu really did mean it.
Knowing that Yaoyao needed merit to nourish her soul, he even got the Umbrella of All People for her.
"When will Lord Shen come back? Cat misses him."
Chen Mao ran out early every morning, and when he came back at noon, he would sit on the windowsill and look outside dejectedly.
"It will take a few days."
Xie Yingchen said this, motioning her to take two steps back.
Gu Zhizhuo raised his head as he was told, and immediately saw a line of words embroidered in golden thread on the top of the umbrella:
I only wish Miss Gu a long and healthy life without illness or worries.
Gu Zhizhuo smiled. She reached out her hand and gently stroked each word, as if it were some rare treasure.
Huh.
Gu Zhizhuo was slightly stunned, and a faint warmth flowed through her fingers into her limbs and internal organs.
The master once said that she was able to survive the near-death experience because of the sincere prayers of countless people.
Just like the prayer on this umbrella of all people.
"Sir, I like it very much."
Gu Zhizhuo looked at each name above, the corners of his mouth curled up, and two shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks.
Xie Yingchen stood beside her holding the Wanmin umbrella and looked up at the sky.
The sky was cloudless before dawn, and Xie Yingchen accurately found the companion star among the countless stars.
Its light became brighter.
Xie Yingchen held her hand contentedly, but in less than two breaths, the heartless girl shook him off and crawled under the canopy.
She carefully read the name on the strip of cloth, not at all bothered. Suddenly, she paused, holding a small straw grasshopper, a look of doubt on her face.
"Hey, what is this?"
Well, it's a bit ugly.
"I made it up."
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“So cute!”
Xie Yingchen: “…”
This expression shows that she is trying to coax him!
He is so experienced in coaxing people, I don’t know how many times he has done it in his daily life.
Gu Zhizhuo pinched his sleeve and chuckled, quickly changing the subject. He pulled out a royal blue strip of cloth and showed it to him: "This is from Wujiang Prefecture. Zhang Zinan and Kong Xiulan... I met them both when I was in Yihe County. Young Master, have I ever told you about Yihe County? This Zhang Zinan instigated the refugees to cause trouble, and I had to defeat him..."
In fact, she said it as soon as she came back.
However, Xie Yingchen still listened with a smile, lifted up her hanging tassels, and agreed with a word or two from time to time.
Gu Zhizhuo, not feeling tired at all, pointed to another name and said, "And him. I thought the child was more seriously ill and there wasn't enough medicine, so I took care of him first. As a result, he was still fine and able to fight the day before, but after a night he lay down and almost died. His illness was more severe than the children! I am so amazing that I saved him."
"Hey, where are these from? So many names and handprints." They are so densely packed, without any gaps.
"Dongyang County."
oh oh.
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes flickered slightly. In his previous life, Xie Jing was assigned the task of earthquake disaster relief and took Ji Nan Ke to Dongyang County.
Later, nine out of ten houses were empty.
"When Jiang Yan arrived in Dongyang County, the epidemic was raging. The dead were not even buried and were piled up in the streets. Jiang Yan temporarily transferred another batch of medicine to fight against the King of Hell for lives." Jiang Yan was one of the people he sent to Qingzhou.
Xie Yingchen and she looked through all the hundreds of strips of cloth. The light of dawn shone down, reflecting on the colorful umbrellas of the people, with a little glow.
The two of them really didn't sleep the whole night, and Gu Zhizhuo asked someone to prepare breakfast in the flower hall.
Xie Yingchen drank the porridge while looking at her with a smile on his face. Even the porridge tasted sweet in his mouth.
Gu Zhizhuo:?
"I'm thinking."
"What?"
"After we get married," Xie Yingchen's eyes softened, "it will be the same as now."
I can see her as soon as I open my eyes.
Her aura had already blended into his flesh and blood without her noticing, and she was one with him.
Gu Zhizhuo's earlobes blushed, a rare occurrence, and his breathing became a little erratic. She covered it up by picking up a shrimp dumpling and giving it to him with her chopsticks. "Sir, you absolutely must not stay up late tonight. You must go to bed at the first watch!"
Xie Yingchen responded repeatedly with good temper and took a bite with her chopsticks.
"Yaoyao, accompany me to Taiqing Temple later."
Gu Zhizhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"National Master, Senior Brother is the most suitable."
In the past few days, Xie Yingchen has looked through the ordination certificates of several immortals presented by the Taoist Certificate Office.
In terms of Taoism, Qingping is no less inferior to others. The most important thing is to know the ins and outs of others.
Putting aside the fact that he was Yaoyao's senior brother, Qingping was pure-hearted, lacking ambition and not valuing power. His greatest hobby was saving money, which he couldn't quite muster. There was no need to worry about him resorting to ulterior motives. Otherwise, if another person like Changfeng appeared, Daqi wouldn't be able to withstand another upheaval.
"OK."
Gu Zhizhuo clapped his hands happily, "Brother will surely cry with joy. Young Master, does the Imperial Master have a salary?"
"...Yes, with an annual salary of 1,050 koku, equivalent to a first-rank official."
That's great! She couldn't wait to tell Qingping the good news, and after breakfast she went straight out of the city to Taiqing Temple.
Xie Yingchen first asked Wuwei Zi in person what he thought.
Wuweizi ate the Phoenix Pastry that Gu Zhizhuo had made for him as a gift, and said to Qingping, "When you left the monastery and entered the secular world, your master once read your fortune. This journey is like trying to grab chestnuts from the fire. It's a dangerous journey. If you succeed, you'll have a chance, but if you fail, your life or death is uncertain."
Qingping was startled; his master had never told him this before. However, for them, entering the secular world of cultivation was a test and an opportunity. Even though his master knew the danger, he couldn't reveal the secret.
"National Master, this is your chance to enter the world."
"In the future, you will be the pillar that supports the destiny of the Great Qi nation. Just like the True Man of Yuncheng, you must not slack off in anything."
Qingping put away his smile and bowed deeply in agreement.
"Disciple understands."
Xie Yingchen held Gu Zhizhuo's hand, and after Wuweizi had admonished him, he told him that Qingzhou had sent the Wanmin Umbrella. Wuweizi took her pulse, counted on his fingers, and said with a smile, "This is good news. Zhuo'er's soul needs the nourishment of merit."
Wuweizi said this and gave Gu Zhizhuo a blessing bag.
"Open it when you get your appointment. This is the auspicious day I predicted for you..."
Gu Zhizhuo turned his back, secretly opened a corner and peeked inside.
Pa. The whisk slapped her on the head.
"I told you to wait until the appointment date to see it." Wuweizi snatched it back from her hand and handed it to Xie Yingchen, "You keep it, don't give it to her."
Then he threatened him, "Leaking the secret will affect your luck in marriage."
"Yes." Xie Yingchen hid it immediately, "I will definitely not give it to her."
Gu Zhizhuo: “…”
"You should go back to Beijing as soon as possible."
Xie Yingchen brought Qingping back to the capital. On the same day, he issued an imperial decree to confer the title of Great Qi Imperial Master on Qingping, and entrusted the Ministry of Works to renovate the Imperial Master's Mansion in the capital.
After the passing of Master Yuncheng, Daqi finally had a national master again after eight years.
He was also the third imperial teacher of Daqi.
Qingping was very proud and boastful the whole day. He was overjoyed by all the flattery and received many gifts. After playing with them for a night, he gave them all to Bixia Yuanjun Hall to be used to provide shelter for abandoned girls.
As the imperial teacher, Qingping needs to preside over the prayers on October 15th.
He went to the Taimiao specifically to give instructions on the arrangement of the ceremonies of the Ministry of Rites, and made several divinations. After he finished, he turned back to find Gu Zhizhuo.
"Junior sister," Qingping said quietly, "Brother, my calculations are not right."
No matter how he calculated, there was only one hexagram:
Mirror flowers and water moons.
He shook his head and sighed, "This hexagram is not auspicious."
Qingping initially thought about changing the date, but there were no good days later.
"Junior sister, why don't you persuade Ah Chen to stop praying."
Qingping swung his whisk, placed it on his arm, and said, "This prayer is for blessings. Since blessings are unattainable, it's better not to pray at all, lest the blessing or disaster be unpredictable."
"Brother." Gu Zhizhuo poured him a cup of tea. "What divination did you use?"
"The Emperor's fortune under the Nine Purple Fire Luck."
Knock knock.
There were two knocks on the closed door of the private room.
Gu Zhizhuo gestured for Qingmei to open the door, and then a female voice with an exotic accent said, "Miss Gu?"
Standing at the door were Princess Jiaye of Xiliang and Xie Jing, who looked a little awkward.
"It's you."
Jiaye walked in without hesitation, whip in hand. His dark brown eyes lingered on Qingping for a moment. "This is the Imperial Master, right?"
"The poor Taoist is pure and peaceful."
Qingping bowed in greeting and sat down again.
Xie Jing looked back and forth at Gu Zhizhuo and Qingping. Qingping had always been helping him, but since when, without realizing it, Qingping had become closer to Gu Zhizhuo and the others.
Jia Ye said with a smile, "We went horse racing and just returned to the capital. We made an appointment with my brother to have dinner here. I recognized you the moment I looked down at you."
Gu Zhizhuo sat in a private room facing the street with the window half open.
"Miss Gu, I said I would toast you three times last time, but I only drank one. This is just the right time to make up for it."
Jiaye's official language is not sophisticated and sometimes contains some cold words in his sentences.
Gu Zhizhuo did not order any wine, but accompanied Qingping to drink tea. Jiaye asked the waiter for a pot of wine and toasted him with two glasses. Gu Zhizhuo seemed to be thinking about something, so he just drank two glasses with him.
Jia Ye smiled and said, "The wine from the Central Plains is still a bit softer. I brought some horse wine this time, which tastes sweet. I'll have someone send a few jars to Miss Gu later. You should also try our grassland wine." Gu Zhizhuo nodded in approval, clapping his hands and praising her, "I've always heard that grassland women are bold and forthright, and meeting the princess is indeed true."
Jia Ye's fingers tightened around the whip, and he smiled nonchalantly, "Miss Gu, you speak so well of Liang. Have you ever been to Liang Country before?"
“I went there in my previous life.”
Huh? Jia Ye was stunned for a moment, of course she didn't believe it. She smiled casually and said, "Just because you said that, I'm going to take it seriously?"
Gu Zhizhuo said, half-truthfully, "Not only did I go there in a past life, I also drank horse wine with Chief Naguyal. I heard that Chief Naguyal was married off to the Yu tribe by her father and brother for ten sheep in her early years, and within ten years, she became the leader of the Yu tribe. She's truly admirable."
As the princess of Liang Kingdom, Jiaye is no stranger to Naguyal.
Her marriage was merely a matter of business; the Yu tribe had a barbaric custom of killing women, with women outnumbering men and brothers sharing wives. Naguyar didn't even have noble blood; she was just a shepherdess on the grassland.
It was such a shepherdess who, after being "married" to the Yu tribe, became the leader of the Yu tribe at the age of 25, making those barbaric men bow down at her feet.
This matter is not a secret, but what does Miss Gu mean by saying this?
Could it be that she saw through my intention of getting close to her?
While thinking, Gu Zhizhuo handed another glass of wine to her. The amber wine reflected her dark brown pupils.
"Please." Gu Zhizhuo raised his hand. "This cup is for the princess, to congratulate her on her wedding."
Jia Ye smiled generously: "The Third Prince said that the Crown Prince is his cousin. According to the customs of Daqi, Miss Gu and I will be sisters-in-law in the future."
She drank another drink.
As she raised her sleeves, her braids lifted up slightly and then fell down on her shoulders.
Xie Jing was not happy to hear that she was going to marry Xie Yingchen. After finishing the cup, he took the initiative to say, "Jia Ye, your brother must be getting impatient."
Jia Ye did not refuse his offer and said goodbye to Gu Zhizhuo.
Xie Jing hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Master Qingping, you once said that Ke'er was a girl destined for good fortune, but now..."
Qingping raised his whisk and interrupted him.
Qingping did not lie and said truthfully: "My destiny has ended."
Ji Nan Ke, who was standing outside waiting for him, had a gloomy expression when he heard these words.
She did find that her luck was not as good as before, not only that, it had become very bad.
When she went horse racing with Xie Jing just now, she fell off the horse and a rock hit her calf, almost making it impossible for her to walk. At that moment, she didn't know why, but she remembered that three years ago, she went hunting with some noble ladies, and her horse was startled and she fell off. But somehow, Miss Fang's horse suddenly appeared in front of her horse.
The two horses collided and she fell on the girl from the Fang family. The girl broke a bone in the same place.
besides……
"Ke'er, let's go."
Xie Jing interrupted her thoughts, and Ji Nan Ke followed him closely.
They did not go far, but went into another private room three rooms away from this one.
When I pushed the door open, a sharp gaze came directly over.
"Brother Wang." Jia Ye said coquettishly, "We saw Miss Gu when we came up, so we went over to say hello."
She sat down on the armchair and placed the whip on the eight-immortals table.
"The wedding day is coming soon, Your Highness the Third Prince, have you made up your mind?"
The Third Prince was truly clueless, indecisive, and clingy. Duoleng didn't want to waste his time.
The Emperor of Daqi was now trapped in the palace, unable to see anyone except for the palace banquet. He could only rely on this foolish prince to cooperate.
"Me." Xie Jing hesitated.
He wanted to say no, but Lord Cheng En had already taken the lead and said to Duoleng, "Don't worry."
"There will be no problem with this matter." Duke Cheng'en said with a flattering smile, "His Highness is your brother-in-law. We are family."
Duoleng smiled noncommittally.
He picked up a jar of wine and filled the large bowl in front of him.
He pulled out a knife and cut his wrist. The dripping blood formed ripples in the transparent wine.
"Just think of it as a blood oath."
He pushed the bowl in front of Xie Jing.
The dagger was also thrown over.
Duke Cheng'en urged, "Your Highness, hurry up!"
Xie Jing clenched his fists.
To cooperate with barbarians is like trying to get the skin of a tiger.
He remembered that whenever Gu Zhizhuo looked at him, his eyes were always filled with sarcasm and contempt.
He suddenly stood up, slammed the door and left with a dark face.
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