Chapter 264: Awkward Seduction
Fan Xian thought for a moment and then spoke.
"That's right, uncle. You'd better not let anyone notice anything."
Wu Zhu spread out his hands.
"I stole my clothes and sword from the Dongyi City delegation."
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian glanced up and down. He had not looked carefully before, but now that he looked closely, he saw that it was indeed very different from the clothing of the Qing Kingdom.
After thinking for a while, Fan Xian asked curiously.
"This is... Yun Zhilan?"
Wuzhu Road.
"There are only a few ninth-rank masters in Kyoto. I just want them to know that the one who sneaked into the harem was Si Gu Jian's first disciple!"
Fan Xian smiled.
"So you've thought about it all in advance."
Wu Zhu tilted his head.
"When I was with the young lady, I often did this kind of thing. I'm used to it."
"You have to be careful. You may not be able to block Yan Xiaoyi's arrows."
Fan Xian was aware of this.
"The harem is so big, and you may not be able to meet her."
Wu Zhu said no more, lifted the black hood from behind, covered his head with it, turned around and left.
Fan Xian folded his arms and watched him go away quietly.
……
royal palace.
Royal study room.
Emperor Qing was sitting on the imperial couch, holding a long scroll with some poems copied from the night banquet and reading it intently.
On the desk next to him, there was a large pile of books just like the scroll in his hand.
Eunuch Hou stood quietly by the side.
"Your hands must be sore from copying so many poems."
Emperor Qing asked calmly without even raising his head.
Eunuch Hou's face was full of smiles.
"Now, my dynasty has become a literary legend. This is a rare happy event. Even if this hand is broken, I am filled with joy!"
Emperor Qing lowered his hands, raised his head, closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
"Your Majesty, are you tired?"
Emperor Qing shook his head slightly, opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"I just feel sad. Daqing is a country founded on military power. In terms of civil governance, it is far inferior to Qi. This is something that the late emperor has always been worried about."
Precisely because he knew this, Eunuch Hou became even more excited.
"Now, God bless Qing Kingdom! Our dynasty has produced the God of Poetry, Master Xiao Fan, the Poet..."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing raised his head and looked at him in confusion.
"Poetry God? Who gave him this name?"
"Uh, hehe."
Eunuch Hou laughed awkwardly, as it was he who came up with this name.
Emperor Qing curled up the corners of his mouth and snorted.
"Poet God, I think his eyes are blank! He's like a drunkard!"
Eunuch Hou had no choice but to laugh awkwardly, as this was not an easy topic to respond to.
Emperor Qing thought about it and asked curiously.
"Fan Xian is the god of poetry, then what is Mei Cheng'an's poetry?"
You’ve asked the right person, Eunuch Hou said with a smile.
"Master Xiao Fan is the God of Poetry, so Master Xiao Mei is naturally the Immortal Poet!"
Emperor Qing chuckled.
"One is a god, the other is an immortal, together they are a god, right? With the two of them like this, do they really deserve such high praise?"
"Forehead…"
Eunuch Hou thinks that they are a good match, but his opinion does not count. His Majesty still needs to nod. From the way His Majesty speaks, it seems that he is a little disdainful. His standards are too high. The two young masters are pretty good.
Emperor Qing did not intend to dwell on this issue. He raised his hand again and looked down at the poem they had collaborated on on the scroll.
“But this poem is still well written!”
Eunuch Hou nodded repeatedly in agreement. Emperor Qing smiled.
"Forget it. Considering that they have brought so much honor to Qing Kingdom tonight, they can call each other whatever they want. I will not interfere."
……
A dark alley in the harem.
After a team of patrolling guards passed by, Wu Zhu's figure emerged from the darkness, and then he swaggered out of the dark alley and turned into a slightly wider corridor.
After passing the front pavilion, the view suddenly opens up and the road widens by more than ten feet, with corridors on both sides.
Hong Sixiang sat quietly on the roof of the front pavilion, rubbing his fingers casually, squinting his eyes as he looked at the cloaked man below and spoke calmly.
"Who are you?"
Wu Zhu stopped immediately upon hearing the voice, turned around, lowered his head and replied stiffly.
"Sorry, misunderstanding, I took the wrong road."
From his angle, the black-robed man's long hood covered most of his face, so he couldn't see his features clearly, but judging from his voice, he should be young.
Hong Sixiang smiled.
"You took the wrong road and ended up in the palace. I'm afraid you are the best in the world."
Wu Zhu said something even more blunt than before.
"I am constrained by my country and have no other choice. Please forgive me, senior. I will take my leave now!"
Hong Sixiang suppressed his smile, but his voice remained as gentle as ever.
"This is the imperial palace, child. You can't just come and go as you please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Sixiang's figure suddenly disappeared from the roof and rushed towards the man in black robe at an extremely fast speed.
The man in black robe was not stupid either. He stepped on tiptoe and retreated rapidly.
Hong Sixiang missed his pounce, but without changing his expression he landed on the ground, changed his moves, and used his lightness skills to strike the black-robed man in the face with his palm.
After all, Hong Sixiang was faster and caught up with the man in black in the blink of an eye. The man in black had no choice but to cross his arms in front of him to barely withstand his palm.
Hong Sixiang took advantage of the situation and used his legs to perform a move that swept away thousands of troops. The man in black robe dodged by flipping in the air, turned around and escaped using light skills.
Hong Sixiang was a little surprised. It was quite slippery and quite interesting. Thinking this way, he kept walking and followed closely behind.
The two of them climbed walls and flew between pavilions and towers.
After a long chase, Hong Sixiang finally caught up with the man in black robe in an attic, and the two men started fighting again.
The attic passage was narrow, which restricted the two men's size. The fight also made them much louder, with muffled sounds coming one after another, leaving deep marks on the attic.
After dodging Hong Sixiang's attacks several times in succession, the man in black seemed unable to bear it anymore and finally drew his sword to fight back.
Faced with the sudden oncoming sword, Hong Sixiang suppressed his fear and turned sideways to slap the sword.
The huge force knocked the sword off course, but the man in black robe did not resist. He moved to the right, cutting off most of the corridor railing. He then turned 360 degrees in the air, and the sword light suddenly became a circle and slashed across Hong Sixiang's face again.
Hong Sixiang dodged the sword by leaping into the air and at the same time raised his foot to kick, the kick landed solidly on the black-robed man.
He was kicked out of the attic directly, and he hit the sloping wall on the side of the attic with a dull thud.
After landing steadily and steadied his body, Eunuch Hong narrowed his eyes.
"Gu Qian?! Come again!"
After saying that, he stepped out of the attic and swooped down towards the man in black robe.
Before the man in black robe flipped over the inclined ladder and ran up quickly, Hong Sixiang flipped over and landed steadily, and without stopping for even a second, he quickly caught up with him.
On the attic roof, the two men fought again. They dodged and crushed large pieces of roof tiles, and the lamps hanging under the eaves fell one after another.
After another palm strike that missed and knocked down a lamp, Hong Sixiang tilted his head and looked at the man in black with surprisingly bright eyes.
He moved and rushed towards him again. His palms became more and more fierce, and his continuous sweeping kicks left the man in black with no room to stand.
Faced with the unavoidable palm, the man in black robe first blocked it with his sword, then flipped forward, spinning his body in the air and sweeping the sword behind him.
This sword caught Hong Sixiang off guard. The angle was too tricky for him to dodge. He had no choice but to tap his feet lightly and retreat quickly to avoid the attack.
In an instant, Hong Sixiang's figure left the attic roof and landed steadily on the platform above the inclined ladder.
Looking at the man in black robe, Hong Sixiang finally confirmed his guess.
"Empress Gu! Are you a disciple of Si Gu Jian?!"
The man in black robe said nothing, turned around and ran away again under the eaves.
Hong Sixiang was delighted to see the prey, so how could he let him go? Seeing this, he hurriedly chased after him again.
The endless palace complex in the harem provided the two with an excellent place to chase each other. They ran out of the palace at an extremely fast speed, one in front and one behind.
At the foot of the city wall, not knowing what was going on inside, Fan Xian, who was getting a little anxious, paced back and forth, looking up from time to time.
At a certain moment, he stopped because he finally saw two figures chasing and fighting on the top of the city wall.
……
It’s too late, that’s all for Chapter 2.
(End of this chapter)
