Shortly after Ning Yi and Ye Zixun left the dock in a carriage, a man in luxurious clothes came to the dock with his men, holding Ning Yi and Ye Zixun's portraits and asking around about their whereabouts.
Judging from this man's behavior and facial features, he does not seem to be an ordinary man, but a eunuch.
In the capital, no matter whether you are a noble or a commoner, you will inevitably have to deal with eunuchs in your life. Seeing this man's behavior, the people on the dock immediately understood that he was the eunuch in charge of the palace of a royal prince.
Ordinary people naturally couldn't afford to offend a eunuch like this, so they could only tell the truth.
Upon learning that the two had left the dock, the eunuch in charge frowned and looked in the direction where Ning Yi and others had left.
"… Was he picked up by someone from the Prime Minister's Residence?"
The eunuch muttered a few words, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and led his men in another direction.
…
After leaving the dock and walking about two streets, the dirt and mess unique to the dock gradually faded away.
When I lifted the curtain and looked outside, the street scene seemed particularly crowded, with tall and short buildings squeezed together.
New pubs and old teahouses, with high and low roofs overlapping each other. Sometimes you pass by an old courtyard with moss-covered walls, and sometimes you pass by a newly built small building, whose red paint looks particularly bright under the sunlight.
When passing by the escort agency, you can see the tall flagpole in the courtyard and the escorts carrying weapons.
There were beautiful lanterns hanging on the brothels, and some were also hung with clothes and colorful silks. Beautiful women of various styles sat upstairs, looking absent-mindedly through the curtains at the passers-by.
Ye Zixun raised his hand and lifted a corner of the curtain, looking at the scenery outside the carriage with interest. His eyes passed over the ancient trees on the street and finally fell on the towering palace wall in the distance.
“Although it is far inferior to Lao Zhao’s imperial city, it still has its own charm.”
Ye Zixun commented in amazement.
Ning Yi knew who the old Zhao he was talking about, and immediately said with a smile: "Brother Zhao's imperial city is full of tall buildings and neon lights everywhere. It has a cyber style. It is also a wonder in the heavens and the worlds. The Wu Dynasty naturally cannot be compared with it."
Ye Zixun asked curiously: "Have you seen it?"
Ning Yi shook his head: "I have never seen it with my own eyes... But in the Void Jade Card's traversers' group, there is a video uploaded by Brother Zhao. It seems to be the first "World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference" of the Great Xia Dynasty. I learned about it from that video..."
"Oh, I see!"
Ye Zixun nodded suddenly and said with a smile: "I was watching the game live at the time, so I didn't watch the video."
“…”
Ning Yi glanced at him enviously, then looked out the car window.
Soon, a tall mansion appeared before their eyes. In front of the mansion sat majestic stone lions. Above the copper ring gate hung a plaque bestowed by the emperor. It was majestic, elegant and precious.
Ye Zixun smiled and asked the coachman to stop on the side of the street, then grabbed Ning Yi and got out of the car directly.
"Go, knock on the door!"
Ning Yi: “…”
If you want to knock on the door of the residence of the current right prime minister, you certainly can't be so careless.
However, Ye Zixun has an unscrupulous personality and unscrupulous strength. Ning Yi has been traveling with him for many days and has long been accustomed to it. He even feels a little secretly happy about it.
This is the veteran time traveler!
Ning Yi sighed in his heart as he and Ye Zixun came to the gate of the prime minister's residence.
…
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Right Prime Minister’s Mansion, East Courtyard.
This place is very close to Qin Siyuan's study.
The only people who could appear here were the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the staff of Qin Siyuan's Mansion.
There were many books and documents in the room, and there were four people standing around. One of them was handsome, but bald, and seemed to be a middle-aged monk. The other three were about 30, 40, and 50 years old.
The three of them have a mature and steady temperament, and one can tell at a glance that they are well-read people.
"Yu Shaoyuan is a man of extraordinary literary talent, full of vigor and generosity..."
The old man, who was about fifty years old, holding the fu in his hand, couldn't help but shook his head in admiration.
The thirty-year-old man next to him retorted: "The writing is indeed excellent, but it is just empty exclamation, and the argument is not enough. If only the kingly way and righteousness can make the country prosperous and secure, then what are we doing, young man?"
Duke Nian laughed loudly and said, "He is only in his twenties. It is enough for him to have literary talent. Besides, the prosperity of a country and its security are the main principles of the kingly way. Although it is a bit empty talk compared to reality, Zhou Hai, you can't say it is wrong because of this, right?"
The monk who was drinking tea raised his head and said with a smile: "But when it comes to literary talent, this person is still a little behind the one who wrote 'One Night of Fish and Dragon Dance'..."
Cheng Zhouhai shook his head: "That's an alien, we can't compare them."
Everyone in the room nodded, agreeing with Cheng Zhouhai's words.
Cheng Zhouhai frowned: "According to the time, Master Ning should have arrived. Teacher asked the Sixteenth Young Master to receive him, I'm afraid that something bad might happen..."
Hearing this, Lord Nian frowned and called the servant outside the room to ask, "Where is Master Shao Yu?"
The servant shrank back timidly and whispered, "Go... go to Xiaozhufang..."
The four people in the room all looked strange after hearing this. Cheng Zhouhai waved his hand to signal the servants to leave, and then chuckled: "Xiaozhufang... Hey, I'm afraid the Sixteenth Young Master will be criticized again..."
Today, the three most famous brothels in Bianliang are Fanlou, Tingyanju and Xiaozhufang.
Qin Shaoyu went to Xiaozhufang, and he must have gone there to hang out with that group of dandy young men from the capital.
Mr. Nian shook his head helplessly and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a commotion outside the prime minister's residence.
Everyone looked at each other, then stood up and left the room.
Lord Nian called out to a private soldier from the prime minister's residence who had just put on his armor and was passing by in a hurry.
According to the laws of the Wu Dynasty, Prime Minister Qin can have no more than twenty private soldiers and no more than ten sets of armor. The armored strong man in front of him is one of the ten soldiers left in the mansion by Prime Minister Qin to protect the safety of his family.
"What's going on?"
The soldier stopped and turned to look at the aide who was deeply trusted by Prime Minister Qin and said, "My Lord, someone is here to knock on our door!"
At this point, the soldier was filled with murderous aura, so powerful that even the four aides were speechless for a moment.
Watching the soldiers leave, Mr. Nian frowned, puzzled.
"That's impossible. This is Kyoto, and the teacher has not lost his power. Who would dare to attack the Right Prime Minister's residence?"
"..." Cheng Zhouhai was suddenly stunned, and said with a strange expression, "I remember the news from the Secret Investigation Department that Mr. Ning...seems to have become brothers with the Three Heroes of Tiannan...Could it be them?"
Nian Gong and others were all stunned when they heard this.
After the fall of Hangzhou, the legend of "Three Heroes Defeating Thousands of Troops" had spread in the Tiannan martial arts world.
Although Cheng Zhouhai and others were in the capital, they had already learned the news through the Secret Investigation Department.
After multiple investigations, everyone found it hard to believe, but had to admit that it seemed to be true...
There really are people in the world as brave and capable as Xiang Yu in history!
"Oh no, go check it out!"
All the staff of the Prime Minister's Office hurried out of the East Courtyard and when they arrived at the front yard, they saw a handsome young man in white standing in the yard. He grabbed the neck of the soldier with his right hand and lifted him up out of thin air as if he was grabbing a chicken.
"This is all the Xiangfu soldiers are?"
"It's not that great~"
The young man in white shook his head in disappointment, ignoring the shame and anger on the soldier's face, and threw it aside.
"Bang——"
With a loud bang, the soldier fell heavily to the ground, his face flushed. He struggled to stand up, but in the end his muscles and bones were numb and he was unable to get up.
Around him lay dozens of guards from the prime minister's residence, also paralyzed. After Cheng Zhouhai and the others arrived, the servants and maids who had no ability to fight hid behind them, looking at the young man in white in horror.
Cheng Zhouhai looked at Nian Gong and others, all with bitter smiles on their faces.
Lord Nian stepped forward, bowed and said, "Are you Ye Zixun, one of the three heroes of Tiannan?"
The young man in white shirt looked him up and down, then smiled and bowed, saying, "That's right!"
After saying that, Ye Zixun turned his head and looked at the door behind him, and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, come here, someone who can talk properly has finally come to the Xiangfu. Those servants and guards were too rude before. Didn't I just say that I wanted to meet Qin Xiang? Why did you drive me away so rudely..."
The slightly complaining voice of the young man in white spread in the yard.
Cheng Zhouhai and others were speechless, and the guards and soldiers lying on the ground were extremely angry.
A commoner, a martial artist, knocking on the door of a mansion and wanting to meet the Right Prime Minister... Who is so rude? !
Ning Yi walked in from the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and came to Ye Zixun. He looked up at Cheng Zhouhai, Nian Gong and others standing on the steps. After confirming that they should be able to make the decision, he smiled bitterly and bowed.
"Gentlemen, I'm sorry. My third brother is a man of the underworld. He has always been free and easy, and not bound by etiquette. This time when I came to the capital, I originally planned to prepare gifts and choose a day to visit Prime Minister Qin, but who would have thought..."
Before Ning Yi finished speaking, Ye Zixun frowned and interrupted him in dissatisfaction, "Fourth brother, what are you talking about? That Qin called you over, but he turned us brothers away. I, Ye Zixun, have traveled the world and never been bullied by anyone. Why should I be so cautious and low-key in the capital?"
"You really pissed me off. Don't blame me for sneaking into the palace at night to ask that dragon..."
Cheng Zhouhai was shocked when he heard this and said quickly, "Master Ye, be careful with your words!"
Nian Gong and others were also sweating profusely, and quickly asked their servants to carry away the guards and soldiers who had lost their ability to defend themselves.
After the gate was closed and there was no one around, Nian Gong and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Cheng Zhouhai wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Ye Zixun with fear, and then turned to look at Ning Yi.
"This is Master Ning Yining, right?"
"It's really me."
Ning Yi smiled and bowed, as if nothing had happened just now.
Cheng Zhouhai glanced at Ye Zixun, considered his words, and said, "Your brother... is indeed free and easy, but this is after all the capital under the feet of the emperor. As a master, your brother may be fearless, but he should still consider Mr. Ning's future and safety, right?"
"It doesn't matter!"
Ye Zixun waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "If something happens to my fourth brother, I will kill the emperor in his place to avenge him!"