Da Bong fights more people

Xu Qi'an's scalp felt numb.

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PS: This case is not over yet, Xu Baiyou only found out part of the truth.Some unexplained points will be explained by Capuchin.Well, this volume is almost finished, and there are only about [-] words left. At my update speed, it will take more than a week.

Chapter 231 Exploring the Tomb of the First Emperor

Xu Qi'an brought Hengyuan back to Xu's Mansion, ordered his servants to clean the guest room, and brought the master to stay.

Hengyuan being able to stay in Xu's residence is undoubtedly a huge guarantee for Xu Qi'an and the family members of Xu's residence.There is the saint of Tianzong, there is the little black skin in Nanjiang, and there is a monk who hides the relics.

The guard strength of the Xu Mansion is already frighteningly high, far stronger than most of the mansions of princes and nobles.

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he followed the servants to the outer courtyard.

Although he is a monk, he is a man after all, so it is inconvenient to live in the inner courtyard because there are too many female relatives in the inner courtyard.

Under the leadership of his servants, Heng Yuan entered a secluded room on the edge.

He didn't think it was neglect at all, but was pleased with Xu Qi'an's thoughtfulness, Hengyuan needed a room that was quiet enough for him to read scriptures in the morning and evening classes.

After simply cleaning the room, Heng Yuan clasped his hands together and thanked the servant. .

When the servant left, he was about to close the door and meditate when he suddenly saw a small head protruding from the door, looking at him innocently with black eyes, with a bit of curiosity.

Hengyuan smiled and said gently, "Little benefactor."

He knew this girl as Xu Qi'an's younger sister, and Heng Yuan had also been to Xu's residence several times.

"Are you going to live with me too?" Xu Lingyin asked.

"Excuse me." Heng Yuan said with an apologetic expression.

Xu Lingyin crossed the threshold, took out a piece of pastry that was not yet broken from his pocket, raised his face, and offered it with both hands: "I'll eat it for you."

What a sensible and kind child, Heng Yuan showed a moving smile, took the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling a bit weird.

Xu Lingyin ran out happily, and not long after, she ran in with a wilted orchid in her hand, with soil on its roots.

Hengyuan looked at the girl with some confusion, and wondered if he wanted to send flowers after delivering the cakes. Mr. Xu's younger sister was too enthusiastic and sensible.

Xu Lingyin frowned and said in distress:

"I was playing outside just now, and I knocked over my mother's favorite flower, and I'm about to be beaten again. Uncle? Just say you knocked it over, okay? You're a guest? My mother won't beat you."

Heng Yuan said helplessly: "Monks don't tell lies."

Xu Lingyin raised her face in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Hengyuan explained gently: "Just don't lie."

Xu Lingyin was about to cry, and said: "Then you give me back the pastry? I hid it in my shoes for three days? I'm not willing to eat it."

Hengyuan was dumbfounded.

Back in the study, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen were still waiting, the two beauties with different looks were sitting quietly, the atmosphere was not dignified, but it was not relaxed either.

Seeing Xu Qi'an stepping over the threshold? Huaiqing's reaction was even bigger than Li Miaozhen's, he got up quickly, and walked towards him with fluttering skirts.

Suddenly stopped in front of Xu Qi'an? Eyes like autumn water stared at him tightly? He hesitated to speak several times, trying his best to control the stability of his voice:

"Yes? Who is it?"

"It's not him." Xu Qi'an shook his head? Pausing for a few seconds, he added in a low voice: "It's him."

Two answers, two him? correspond to two portraits.

Huaiqing's face suddenly froze? Her beautiful face became uncontrollably pale? The blood faded little by little, she seemed unable to accept this fact, a huge dizziness hit her, and she was about to fall down.

Xu Qi'an wrapped his arms around her waist and sighed, "Your Highness, my condolences."

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Huaiqing pushed and shoved a few times, leaning softly on his shoulder, his shoulders trembling.

Xu Qi'an wanted to hug the beauty in his arms tightly, but considering that she was not Lin'an, he just hugged her lightly and lent her firm chest and broad shoulders to His Highness the eldest daughter of the emperor.

Li Miaozhen, who didn't know the truth, was stunned, and said to herself, what do you want to do in front of me?

This process didn't last long. After Huaiqing cried a little, he quickly suppressed his inner emotions, left Xu Qi'an's embrace, and said softly, "I lost my temper."

Li Miaozhen asked, "What's going on?"

Xu Qi'an glanced at Huaiqing, seeing that she had no objection, he explained to the saint of Tianzong: "The one under the dragon's veins is not the Daoist chief of the Dizong, but the late emperor."

First Emperor? !

Li Miaozhen's face froze for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth wide, her beautiful eyes widened, Xu Qi'an's words echoed repeatedly in her mind, after a long time, she heard herself asking:

"how is this possible!"

"It's the first emperor who really has an obsession with longevity. It's hard for me to believe it, but maybe that's the truth." Xu Qi'an sighed again.

The physical condition of the first emperor was actually not good. Although he was suspended animation, the diagnosis result of the warlock Si Tianjian was unmistakable.

This point is also clearly recorded in the history books, "Jean of Arc is a womanizer" explains everything in just a few words.

One's own body is the most clear, so the first emperor had a desire for Taoism and longevity.But because of the rule that people with luck and body cannot live forever, I can only suppress this desire in my heart.

Until the head of the Dizong Dao came to the capital, after that, there must have been some secrets unknown to outsiders, which changed the understanding of the late emperor and made him see the possibility of longevity.

It took Li Miaozhen a long time to digest the news, and she repeatedly refuted:

"Impossible, the late emperor was not a Taoist disciple, the late emperor was not even a martial artist, and the existence you saw in the underground dragon vein is so powerful that it makes you tremble."

Huaiqing's eye circles were reddish, and he took a deep breath:

"There is no causal relationship between the two. The first emperor was an ordinary person, but it does not mean that he is not talented. Among the members of the royal family, all princes who are qualified to compete for the throne will accept concubines early and spread branches and leaves for the royal family. Because there is no Heirs are one of the important criteria for competing for the crown prince.

"Even if the prince is obsessed with martial arts, it will arouse the resentment of the emperor and the princes. If he is addicted to martial arts, how can he have the energy to deal with government affairs. His father has been obsessed with martial arts for 20 years, and there are many criticisms from the government and the public. This is the best example."

This sentence means that if you want to be an emperor, you have to give up your practice. After all, people have limits.

The first emperor chose the throne, but it doesn't mean that he is not talented.

In the past 20 years, he has been like a moth, lying on the national destiny of Dafeng, sucking the bones and sucking the marrow, squeezing the people's fat and people's ointment. Even if it is a pig, if it is fed with so many resources, it will become a canopy marshal.

What's more, according to the current situation, the late emperor's talent is not weak.