Chapter 291 It seems that it is more beautiful than the other flowers (4000 words)
At Baideng Temple, Minister Yan of the Ministry of Rites once again visited with his colleagues.
However, compared to last time, Lord Yan and his entourage brought quite a few gifts this time, and they all looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Your humble servant Yan Zhen pays his respects to Master Wangxin."
In the front hall of Baideng Temple, Yan Zhen and the others bowed to Wang Xin.
Wang Xin blinked gently, looking at Yan Zhen and the others. Thinking they had come to see her about the prayer, she slowly said, "I will go to the sacrificial altar to pray for your emperor in a little while. It won't delay you."
"this."
Yan Zhen's expression became even more awkward, even tinged with apology.
“Master Wangxin, we are very grateful for your prayers for His Majesty these past few days, but from today onwards, there is no need for you to trouble yourself. You no longer need to go to the altar of worship.”
"Don't you need it anymore?" Wang Xin asked calmly.
"Yes."
Yan Zhen sighed. Master Wangxin had finally traveled to the Zhou Kingdom and promised to pray for the Emperor and his daughter, but now he couldn't do it.
"To be honest, Master Wangxin, the ceremony has been postponed for the time being. If we are to hold the coronation ceremony, it will probably be a year from now. We will not trouble Master Wangxin any further."
Yan Zhen straightened up, waved his hand, and the officials beside him stepped forward carrying several gift boxes.
Upon opening the gift box, one finds gold jewelry, a gold-threaded cassock, and other expensive items such as snow cicada silk.
Yan Zhen bowed respectfully: "Although the ceremony has been postponed, Master Wangxin has indeed worked hard these past few days. Our Zhou Kingdom has prepared some gifts to express our gratitude to Master Wangxin, and we hope that Master Wangxin will not find them offensive."
Looking at the treasures, Wang Xin blinked, neither refusing nor accepting them all. He simply stepped forward and took out a small gold ingot from among them: "This is enough."
"Master Wangxin, why don't you accept them all?" Yan Zhen said somewhat reluctantly. "Master Wangxin, there's no need for you to be so polite with us."
“I don’t need that much money.” Wang Xin shook his head. “This little gold ingot I have is already a lot. Besides, I will stay in the capital of Zhou for a while. If I am still here a year from now, I can continue to pray for your emperor.”
Yan Zhen wanted to say something more, but seeing the woman's resolute yet clear expression, he knew that further words would be futile. In the end, Yan Zhen simply bowed.
"In that case, we thank Master Wangxin on behalf of His Majesty. If Master Wangxin needs any help, he may come to the Ministry of Rites at any time. I will do my best to help him."
“Okay.” Wang Xin nodded.
"Then I will not disturb Master Wangxin's peace any longer and will take my leave now."
"Please wait a moment, everyone."
After exchanging greetings, Yan Zhen and the others descended the mountain.
"Migu." Little Chaos perched on Wangxin's shoulder, looking at its mistress.
"Let's go, it's time for us to go down the mountain." Wangxin rubbed Xiaohundun's little head and stuffed the little gold ingot into the little pocket that Xiaohundun was carrying.
To avoid attracting too much attention, Wang Xin changed into a set of ordinary hemp clothes and trousers, and then went to the capital of Zhou.
Even when Wangxin took off his cassock and put on simple, plain linen clothes, his outstanding appearance still caused men, women, and children passing by on the street to turn their heads and look at him several times.
However, the holy aura emanating from Wangxin made people afraid to approach her. Even street thugs only dared to watch from afar, and even felt a little scared.
It felt as if their wrongdoings would be exposed in front of the woman, and they could only hide far away, like mice in the dark, afraid to be exposed to the sunlight.
Inside the baggage of the Forgotten Heart, Little Chaos peeked out with a pair of eyes, curiously watching the bustling town.
When passing by a candied hawthorn stall, Xiaohundun would peek out and, when the old man selling candied hawthorns wasn't looking, bite off half of the candied hawthorn in one go.
At this moment, Wangxin would pout her little mouth, gently pat Hunhun's little head, and then buy the string of candied hawthorns.
Not long after, Wang Xin found a brokerage firm.
The broker was taken aback when he saw such a beautiful woman walk in.
When the broker heard that the woman wanted to buy a courtyard house, he became even more enthusiastic.
The broker asked Wangxin about her housing needs and then took her to visit various houses in the city.
Finally, Wang Xin settled on a villa in the west of the city.
The location of this courtyard is not too remote, and it is relatively quiet.
Looking at this harmless woman, the broker thought she would be easy to fool and originally wanted to quote a higher price.
But when he looked into her eyes, the broker felt a pang of guilt and, for some reason, could only tell the truth.
Wang Xin thought the price was reasonable, so he bought the villa.
The courtyard is fully furnished, except for the lack of bedding.
Wang Xin bought some daily necessities in the city and then cleaned the courtyard.
I was busy until evening before I finally cleaned the yard and had some free time to sit in it.
“Starting today, we’ll be staying here for a while. Maybe we really will find him here,” Wangxin said to Xiaohundun. “Once we find him, we’ll bring him back to the Western Regions.”
"Migu."
Little Chaos nodded and continued eating his steamed buns while lying on the table.
It had heard its mistress say that countless times.
But can we really find him?
Little Chaos didn't know either.
Several days passed in a row.
The neighbors all know that a very beautiful woman recently moved in.
Moreover, this woman was well-versed in Buddhism.
Because many people in the Zhou state believed in Buddhism.
So for a while, many middle-aged and elderly women, having nothing else to do, went to Wangxin to ask him about Buddhist principles.
Wang Xin is someone who speaks freely and often helps neighbors by praying for them, chanting scriptures, exorcising evil spirits, or writing calligraphy for door curtains to ensure their safety.
Wang Xin overheard news about the King of Zhou from the elderly women next door, and that's when she learned why the King of Zhou was temporarily not getting married.
It turns out that the King of Qin wanted to marry his sister to the King of Zhou, and this was a marriage agreement made by the ancestors of both Qin and Zhou.
The Qin state is now very powerful, and the Zhou state cannot afford to offend it. In addition, it is an agreement made by their ancestors, so it is not easy to refuse.
However, the Zhou state had already designated Yan's daughter as its queen. If the queen were replaced at this point, what would become of the Zhou state's dignity?
Therefore, the Queen Dowager of Zhou personally wrote a letter to the King of Qin, expressing her hope that, in accordance with the ancestral law, she could bring two women into the palace at the same time, and choose one of them as empress a year later according to His Majesty's wishes.
The letter from the Queen Dowager of Zhou has reached the State of Qin, and they are waiting for a reply from the King of Qin.
Five days later, a reply arrived from Qin, and the capital of Zhou became lively.
They learned that the King of Qin had agreed to the Queen Dowager of Zhou's suggestion.
For a moment, everyone in the Zhou Kingdom breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, the Qin ruler was rumored to be notoriously domineering.
The officials of Zhou were worried that it would be useless for them to back down, as the King of Qin still wanted his sister to be his queen, otherwise it would be a humiliation for Qin.
But to everyone's surprise, the King of Qin was so reasonable.
The Zhou court officials reacted swiftly, quickly setting an auspicious date based on the birth dates of their ruler, the daughter of the Yan family, and Princess Qinyang.
Fifty-three days later, Yan's daughter and Princess Qinyang will enter the palace together.
Although the Zhou state still has no heir, at least His Majesty's harem is not empty.
The capital is now abuzz with discussion, with everyone speculating about whose palace His Majesty will visit on his first night, and who will give birth to a prince for him.
Wang Xin simply didn't care about any of this.
Carrying half of the ink-stained longsword and Little Chaos, she searched for Xiao Mo's figure in the streets and alleys of the capital every day.
Although all these days have yielded nothing.
But forgetting your heart isn't urgent.
In Wangxin's view, he had already searched for a thousand years, so what difference would it make if he searched for a few more days?
Before he knew it, Wang Xin had been living in that small courtyard in the western part of the Zhou capital for half a month.
On this day, a woman came to the capital.
The woman wore a long, snow-white gauze dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, like a ray of sunlight pouring down from the clouds.
Although the fabric of the dress was as thin as a cicada's wing, it covered the skin completely, and as she walked, it vaguely outlined the slender and well-proportioned limbs.
The woman wore a bright red brocade belt around her waist, which perfectly accentuated her slender waist and highlighted the breathtaking curves of her waist and hips.
She made many men forget to walk.
As the woman passed by the brothel, the scantily clad girls stared at her, stunned.
The so-called "small branches bearing abundant fruit" and "seductive eyes" described in novels are nothing more than this.
The woman ignored the gazes of these people and walked straight towards a villa in the west of the city.
Although the woman had only just arrived in the Central Plains, the disciples of the Tingfeng Pavilion of the Wandao Sect had already arrived in the capital of the Zhou Kingdom and had gathered a lot of information.
This included the whereabouts of an old friend from the Western Regions.
Upon reaching the small courtyard, the woman reached out and gently knocked on the door.
Every now and then, footsteps could be heard coming from the courtyard.
The door opened, and Wang Xin looked at the woman standing in front of her, her clear eyes blinking in surprise. "Sister Si Li," she said.
Si Li smiled charmingly, her eyes crinkling: "Sister Wangxin, it's been a long time."
Western Regions, Wandao Sect.
Yu Yunwei, the sect leader of the Wandao Sect, was sitting in his study handling official business.
For the past thousand years, most of the affairs of the Myriad Paths Sect, large and small, have been decided by Yu Yunwei, with Si Li assisting her.
But now that Si Li has left, Yu Yunwei has to handle everything alone.
Yu Yunwei had considered cultivating some confidants, but she didn't trust any of them.
This is not to say that they are not loyal enough, but in Yu Yunwei's opinion, their ability to handle affairs is indeed inferior to that slut Si Li.
"Sister Yunwei."
Just as Yu Yunwei was flipping through the documents about the affiliated sects of the Myriad Paths Sect, Ning Wei ran into the study.
"Ning Wei, what's wrong?"
Yu Yun raised her head slightly, rubbed her tired eyes, and asked the woman in front of her.
A thousand years have passed.
That little girl from back then has now blossomed into a graceful young woman.
Normally, Ning Wei does not hold any position in the Wandao Sect.
Yu Yunwei instructed Ning Wei to take care of the plain planted with Blood Queen Flowers, and to focus on her cultivation otherwise.
Ning Wei did not disappoint Yu Yunwei's expectations.
Although Ning Wei's talent may not be considered top-tier, she has never slacked off in her cultivation.
Over the course of a thousand years, Ning Wei's cultivation level reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, just one step away from the Jade Purity Scripture.
"Sister Yunwei, the Blood Queen Flower seeds on the plains have all sprouted!"
Ning Wei excitedly shouted to Yu Yunwei.
"What?"
Yu Yunwei stood up, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"I'll go check it out now!"
Yu Yunwei quickly left the room and flew towards the small plain.
Although the Blood Queen Flower is not an extremely rare spiritual flower or herb, it generally blooms only once every thirty years.
However, even after a thousand years had passed since those Blood Queen Flower seeds were planted, they still hadn't blossomed.
Yu Yunwei once asked some cultivators who were proficient in spiritual plants for the reason, but they did not know why either.
So many years have passed, and Yu Yunwei has tried everything but to no avail; she was almost ready to give up.
Unexpectedly, today, that small plain has finally stirred.
Soon, Yu Yunwei arrived above that small plain.
As the fish cloud gradually descended, what came into view was a series of flower stalks breaking through the soil.
Each Blood Queen Flower is a bud waiting to bloom.
A gentle breeze rustled her slender, bright red figure.
Once the Blood Queen Flower sprouts and forms a bud, it means that it will soon bloom.
After Ning Wei arrived at the Blood Flower Plain, Yu Yunwei instructed Ning Wei to take her sect leader's token to the head of the Punishment Hall. From this day forward, all sect affairs would be temporarily handled by the head of the Punishment Hall.
Yu Yunwei stayed on this small plain, spending every day by her senior brother's tombstone, never leaving again.
One day, two days, three days.
Every day, Yu Yunwei gazed at the thousands upon thousands of Blood Queen Flower buds.
On the fourth night after Yu Yunwei arrived in the plains.
As Yu Yunwei sat in meditation in front of her senior brother's tombstone, she seemed to sense something and slowly opened her eyes.
Under the moonlight, the plain was so quiet that you could almost hear the dew condensing.
At first there were only one or two flowers, but soon thousands upon thousands of Blood Queen flowers quietly bloomed in the moonlight.
The petals trembled slightly as they unfolded, like a sigh as someone awoke from a long slumber.
Tens of thousands of blossoms stretched out in a dark red sea. The moonlight washed over each petal, and the red faded from its intense intensity during the day, turning into a faint blush, like the earth's gentle flush.
"Senior brother, did you see that?"
Yu Yunwei leaned against her senior brother's tombstone, as if resting her head on his shoulder, gazing at the blooming sea of flowers, her eyes gently swaying.
"The Blood Queen Flower has bloomed."
And at that very moment.
Before the tombstone, a Blood Queen Flower quietly broke through the soil and gently bloomed.
It swayed its body, as if gazing at the tombstone.
It seems to be prettier than the other flowers.
(End of this chapter)
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