Chapter 161: The Romantic Song of Famous Scholars · 7
The young emperor was very excited.
This was the first time he had left the palace to see the outside world in person. Everything was full of novelty.
He knew that the palace would be in chaos if they found out that he was missing, but he just wanted to come out and take a look. He would go back soon. He was the emperor who brought peace to the world and the people. He still understood that the country could not be without a ruler for a day.
But the curiosity of a young man was like a dense weed, which could not be burned out by wildfire. All the people he had read about in the past, such as the Nangong family, the little Li Tanhua, and the romantic thief, had already disappeared. Even if he wanted to see them, he could not find any trace of them. But after reading the book "Turtle Secret Records", he found a world that was close at hand and could be seen and touched -
there were many temples dedicated to Wuye among the people, and he heard that the incense was very good. He also knew that the Zen master Wuye had become a Buddha before he was born, but the statue could still be seen.
He was curious about what the monk who could remain unmoved in front of a peerless beauty like the Stone Guanyin looked like.
Although the little emperor was young, he had read a lot of story books and understood the sinister nature of some people. He dressed up as a young knight and settled in a small teahouse outside the temple gate.
Several gangsters at the neighboring table were excitedly discussing the hottest rumors in the gang recently. The little emperor pretended to drink tea - this tea was really not as good as the one in the palace, he was not used to it at all, and after taking a sip, he didn't want to touch it again - he raised his ears and listened carefully.
"I heard that the treasure has now fallen into the hands of Lu Xiaofeng!"
Several people sitting together exclaimed in unison, and one of them said, "Is it true? For so many years, no one has ever been able to figure out the secret of the ring..."
The man said mysteriously, "Hey, ordinary people naturally can't figure it out, but Lu Xiaofeng found a one-of-a-kind helper!"
Everyone was very curious and gathered around and asked, "What helper?"
"The Grand Scholar of Wenhua Palace - the teacher of the current emperor, do you recognize him?"
The little emperor became alert when he heard the familiar person. He raised his head and stretched his neck to listen to the conversation next to him.
A man dressed as a scholar next to him exclaimed "Oh!", his eyes shining, "Of course I recognize him! Scholar Xiao is well-versed in history and is a famous scholar that we respect very much!"
The man gave him a thumbs up and said, "Exactly! I heard that when Lu Xiaofeng found Scholar Xiao, he didn't say a word, but just brought out countless good wines. Scholar Xiao immediately understood his intention and even told him the origin and name of the ring!"
Everyone nodded repeatedly. If it were someone else, they might have doubted it, but if it was Scholar Xiao... if he gave a conclusion, it would definitely be true.
"What kind of person is Master Xiao? He is like a dragon that is hard to find. He assists the court diligently and conscientiously. We can't even see him. But Lu Xiaofeng is very good at making friends. Only he can go to Master Xiao to inquire about the news without being found out." The man's voice gradually became lower and lower. He put on a serious look and blocked his mouth with his hand, saying, "Moreover, according to reliable information, Master Xiao actually has a very deep connection with this ring!"
Everyone's interest was aroused, and the little emperor also came over and urged him to speak quickly.
The man took a sip of tea and gestured, "I heard that his name was engraved on the inner ring of the ring, so Lu Xiaofeng went to find him. But don't you think about what the ring was originally? It was..." He paused, grinned and made an "unspeakable" expression. Everyone immediately understood what he was referring to and nodded. Only the little emperor didn't understand.
"How could something of 'theirs' be engraved with the name of Master Xiao! There is only one possibility, Master Xiao looks like a civil official, but in fact he is a mysterious master who is hidden!"
Although the little emperor didn't know who he was referring to "them", he still felt that this person's inference was very reliable. The Master is indeed a master. He took him away from the bad guy who stole his pendant in two quick moves that day. He is sure that the Master is definitely better than Wei Ziyun.
Wow, the people in the martial arts world are really not simple. They can guess such a deep secret just by word of mouth without seeing it with their own eyes. There are not many people in the whole palace who know that the Master knows martial arts!
"Besides, on the night when Lu Xiaofeng went to see Master Xiao, a fire suddenly broke out in the palace, burning most of the books in the library. Everyone said that Master Xiao wanted to take this opportunity to keep the secret of the ring from seeing the light of day..."
The little emperor didn't know that he could only believe half of the rumors in the martial arts world. This person kept talking about Xiao Hao, and he couldn't help but believe it all.
He felt confused about something and couldn't help asking, "Didn't they say that the fire in the palace was an accident caused by heavenly fire?"
The man glanced at him and saw that he was a young boy. He smiled and said, "Young master, you are too naive. Who knows whether heavenly fire is caused by heaven or man? Let me tell you, this involves a huge secret..."
The little emperor also became nervous and listened carefully to his next words.
"You don't know the life experience of this great scholar Xiao, right? But you must know about the wanted order in the world."
One of them changed color, lowered his voice and asked carefully, "Are you talking about...the one in the West..."
Everyone fell silent and no one dared to continue the topic.
"To put it bluntly, the reason he is hunting down Lu Xiaofeng is because of that ring. He has been fighting with 'them' for so many years but has never succeeded. I guess... Academician Xiao is actually 'their' leader!"
Everyone gasped, raised their index fingers in front of their mouths and said, "Don't dare to talk nonsense!"
The man said, "Otherwise, how could the library suddenly catch fire?"
Everyone looked at each other in surprise and said, "In that case, Academician Xiao is really mysterious and unpredictable..."
The little emperor was confused and did not understand what they were talking about at all: "Who are 'them' you are talking about? What is the West?"
Everyone looked up at him suddenly, but no one answered.
The more they didn't answer, the more worried the little emperor became. He felt that these people had misunderstood the master, but he couldn't tell what they had misunderstood.
"The young master is just out to play, just listen to these gossips."
The little emperor opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, someone patted him on the shoulder.
He turned around and saw an elder with a long beard and Taoist robes standing behind him, looking at him kindly.
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Xiao Hao did not find the little emperor in the temple dedicated to Wuye.
The little emperor was not a naughty child who didn't know how to behave. If he was not here, he should be on his way back to the palace.
But Xiao Hao went all the way back to the palace and did not find the little emperor.
Xiao Hao's heart became heavy. The disappearance of the emperor was a big deal, and the palace couldn't keep it a secret for too long. There were too many people watching the little emperor, and he couldn't help but be anxious.
One day, two days, three days.
The little emperor still didn't come back, and Xiao Hao couldn't contact him in private, and even the master-disciple summons didn't receive a response. This was not a good sign.
He asked around and finally found out that the little emperor had been to the small teahouse outside the temple gate and left with a man in a Taoist robe, but no one knew where he went afterwards.
The more anxious he was, the more people came to cause trouble.
The moon was above the branches, and Xiao Hao sat in the small courtyard, with the sound of red name reminders in his ears.
He sighed, hugged the zither on his back in his arms, and gently stroked the strings with his fingers.
The man stood behind him, not saying a word, but just standing there, one could feel an unusual pressure.
He was like a sword, cold, aloof, like the ice and snow in the distant mountains.
Shi Zhixuan was also in the courtyard, but he knew that Xiao Hao didn't need him to do anything, so he took a wait-and-see attitude and hid in the dark.
Xiao Hao didn't need to look at the plug-in to guess who the person was.
Ye Gucheng.
When he responded to Wang An's pull, he knew that Wang An would definitely have the next move. Lu Xiaofeng has told him a lot of news recently, and he can vaguely feel that the treasure behind the Qiu Shui Chang Tian Ring may be related to Du Ke Hong.
But there are too many forces chasing this treasure, and some of them are hiding in the dark, and he can't find them for the time being.
The only thing that can be confirmed is the Southern Palace.
The man stood there quietly holding a sword, and said to Xiao Hao in a cold but somewhat admiring tone: "You use a sword."
Xiao Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. This was the first time since he came to this world for such a long time that someone recognized his real weapon at a glance.
He smiled and replied: "You also use a sword."
The man held the sword to his chest, and his snow-white clothes were spotless in the moonlight. "I came here to kill people."
Xiao Hao nodded and put away his smile. "I don't want to be your opponent."
He checked his level, level 90, a beginner's set.
Ye Gucheng, level 95, was obviously far ahead of him.
Xiao Hao was not worried that he could not beat him, but he felt that it was an insult to such a swordsman to use his sword that was not yet at its peak.
Besides, he did not want to waste time here at all.
However, the other party did not intend to listen to him. Ye Gucheng looked indifferent, but there was a proud and murderous intention in his eyes: "Please."
Xiao Hao sighed and said expressionlessly: "You can't kill me, and I won't kill you either. Go back."
Ye Gucheng said: "Draw your sword! I don't kill unarmed people."
Xiao Hao stood up half holding the zither and faced Ye Gucheng.
At this moment, he finally saw the true face of this peerless swordsman. He was really handsome and upright, like a pure white cloud, and like a fairy in the world.
Xiao Hao took a step towards him, and his aura suddenly changed. The sword's sword's sword spirit roamed around him, with a sharpness that was completely different from his noble appearance.
Ye Gucheng could feel the sword's aura. He regarded the sword as his life and had always been pursuing the pinnacle of swordsmanship. However, it was lonely at the top. In this world, there were too few people who could rival him.
The top was lonely.
Ye Gucheng knew that Xiao Hao's sword was in the zither. Xiao Hao hadn't even drawn his sword yet, but the surging sword spirit was already exciting.
No wonder no one had ever seen him take action.
This unborn swordsman, like his sword, had been hidden deep in the zither case.
He was powerful enough in the sheath.
Ye Gucheng believed that Xiao Hao's sword would not be easily drawn out; if his sword was drawn out, the world would change color.
Before meeting Xiao Hao, he thought that he was just going to kill a powerful official who knew some martial arts. In the cooperation between Baiyun City and the Southern Palace, there were no stumbling blocks that he could not handle. After
meeting Xiao Hao, he thought that he might have met an equally matched opponent, and finally understood why the Southern King chose to let him do it himself.
But at this moment, Xiao Hao ignited his will to fight.
He hoped that Xiao Hao would draw his sword.
The author has something to say: Aoaoaoaoaoao, I'm going to give myself a bite!
——From the Miji client who is crazy about calling the city lord.