Chapter 297： must

Chapter 297 Must Win

As for Gu Yanfei, Xia Houqing had already figured out her background as early as last year in the twelfth lunar month of last year in the village on the outskirts of Beijing.

He also sent someone to visit Huaibei, and even checked everything she had in Huaibei, except how she learned this superb Taoism.

The Marquis of Xian Dingyuan, Gu Ce, was Gu Yanfei's biological father.

This person Xia Houqing has heard of, but that's all, Gu Ce is just a piece of history.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, it doesn't matter.

Xia Houqing casually opened the folding fan, revealing a pale wrist that seemed to have not seen the sun all the year round. While fanning the folding fan, he turned his eyes to Chu Yi.

"You, what do you know?" There was interest in his cool and thin voice, and his tone was very determined.

Chu Yi did not evade the other party's spying gaze, and did not intend to hide it. He said calmly, "Nine years ago, the country of Yue sent 100,000 troops, but only 70,000 returned."

Since he wants to cooperate, he naturally has to show sincerity.

Since he wanted to steal the other party's information, he had to come up with his chips.

Chu Yi only said this succinctly.

"Interesting!" Xia Houqing was startled for a moment, then laughed.

The corners of   's red lips curled up, and the smile expanded little by little on the flawless face, turning into a wicked smile.

This son Yi is really interesting.

The eight years he spent as a pledge in the country of Yue was like a bird in a cage. Non-sages were not allowed to get the Proton House. To put it bluntly, he was just a trophy of the saints and would be taken out for drying on necessary occasions.

But just like that, Chu Yi was able to seize the opportunity to discover these clues.

According to the records in the dossier, there should be 80,000 troops who returned to Vietnam in triumph, that is to say, there were actually 10,000 fewer troops.

The folding fan in Xia Houqing's hand twitched again, and the strands of hair on the temples were fanned up and down again. The fluttering strands of hair caressed his cheeks, adding a bit of bewitching to him, and his eyes gleamed.

He recalled the dossier he had read, and said: "According to the dossier of the Ministry of War, shortly after the peace talks between the two countries, the sage issued a decree to grant amnesty to the world, and even the army was given a pardon order, and all the 80,000 troops were disarmed and returned to their fields..."

In the past, the whole country of Yue was grateful for the kindness of the saint. Now that I think about it, the purpose of the saint is to hide the missing 10,000 people.

"Tuk Tuk."

The door of the elegant seat was suddenly knocked, interrupting Xia Houqing's unfinished words.

Lao Qi, dressed in black and covered in silver threads, walked in from outside the seat with a blank expression, without looking sideways, he just said to Xiahouqing, "Master, Bailiyin is here."

"One person?" Xiahouqing asked casually.

"There are also King Chuyou of Dajingkang, General Wang Nan of Jianwei, and King Kang's cousin Yuan Zhe." Qi Lao's old eyelids were half drooping, and his dry voice did not fluctuate.

These three people have a pivotal position in the Dajingchaotang.

Xiahouqing looked out of the window. A window of the elegant seat they were in was facing the entrance of the lobby below. From his position, he could just see Chu You and Bailiyin and his party standing at the entrance of Tianyin Pavilion.

Xia Houqing just glanced at it, then slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu Yi firmly, "I'm here to find you."

The sunlight from outside the window pulled his shadow thin and long, half of his face sank in the shadow, the light and shadow formed an extreme contrast, which outlined his outline more clearly, beautiful and demonic.

He propped his face on his elbows, his slender jade-like index finger moved casually at the end of his eyebrows twice, and asked casually, "Where did you two go today?"

There was a hint of disgust in his tone, and he led all cats and dogs to him.

Chu Yi and Xia Houqing looked at each other, one smiled warmly and the other smiled coldly.

"Master Xiahou, do you want to stay?" Chu Yi asked without answering.

The extra-language sound of this sentence is also equivalent to admitting that Bailiyin, Chuyou and the others came to find him.

Keep? Xia Houqing seemed to have heard some interesting proposal, raised his eyebrows, and said with a chuckle, "You don't see anything at all."

Xia Houqing squinted her charming phoenix eyes and stared at Chu Yi, trying to see if he was being polite.

Chu Yi's eyes were like two deep wells, calm and motionless like mountains.

Since Xia Houqing couldn't see the clue, he simply stood still and glanced out of the corner of his eyes again, only to see that Chu You and the others had entered the lobby with the welcome of Xiao Er.

He likes watching dramas and watching people lose their temper.

Then just stay here, he was asked to stay anyway.

Xiahouqing held the jug leisurely and poured himself a glass of Xiaoyao Brewing. Even the actions of pouring the wine were very flamboyant and gorgeous.

Qi Lao retreated silently, like a ghost, walking silently.

Xia Houqing drank two sips of wine casually, his face changed suddenly, turned his head to cover his face and coughed twice.

His already snow-white face turned a little whiter again, with less of the usual bewitching, and more of a sickly morbid state.

Gu Yanfei glanced at the wine in Xiahouqing's glass, and muttered in his heart, telling him that he was not enough yang, and he was drinking cold liquor, he was really courting death!

Xia Houqing took out a white handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and threw it away. He then took out a red handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingers.

"..." Gu Yanfei twitched the corners of his mouth almost invisible.

She originally wanted to get Xia Houqing a cup of talisman water to drink, but seeing how he wanted to rub his fingers three times, she knew that this person's cleanliness was no worse than that of the three senior brothers in the sect. Definitely not drinking.

If the needle is stuck, he is afraid that he will ask him to give him another needle and throw it away after use.

That’s it.

Gu Yanfei's thoughts flew around, and finally he stretched out an index finger and tapped on the table: "Hand."

The corner of Xiahouqing's mouth, who was wiping the palm of his hand with a handkerchief, twitched, thinking: Why should he listen to her?

I thought so, but I stretched out a hand.

"Put it close to your body." Gu Yanfei patted a piece of talisman paper in his hand, reluctant to part with it: This talisman is not easy to draw, so she drew dozens of pictures to get this one, which can nourish her body.

The    talisman paper was attached to the palm of his left hand, and when the wind blew, the talisman paper flew up in a corner.

Xia Houqing lowered his eyelashes, the ends of his eyes tightened, as if he was forcing himself to endure something.

Cleanliness is a disease. Gu Yanfei couldn't help but think of the ninth senior sister who had jokingly commented on the third senior brother.

During his thoughts, there was a sound of "dengdengdeng" going upstairs outside the private seat. Several people came towards this side, the footsteps approaching, and there were some voices in between.

Chu Yi slowly brewed another tea. From beginning to end, he was not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and seemed completely oblivious to the approaching footsteps in the corridor.

Three people have a cup of Biluochun.

The messy footsteps stopped outside the private seat, and a young man outside the door shouted in a flustered tone: "Several guests, there are guests in this private seat."

"Isn't there no one here?"

The familiar male voice sounded a little arrogantly, and the door of the seat was pushed open from the outside with a squeak.

Outside the door, Chu You, who was wearing a sapphire blue robe, appeared in the corridor outside the private seat, facing Chu Yi's eyes, and a cold light like snow flashed through Chu You's eyes.

"Hey, isn't this A Yi?" Chu You smiled slightly at Chu Yi who was inside the door. At first glance, his uncle and nephew were harmonious.

I haven't seen each other for more than ten days, Chu You looked a lot haggard, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and he looked a little sick, but his eyes were bright and bright.

That is a kind of ambition that penetrates into the bone marrow, a kind of determination like a rock and steel, with a bit of pride in the sharpness.

Behind him were Bailiyin, Yuan Zhe, and another tall and mighty middle-aged man with a long beard. As for Jingshan, who was originally guarding outside the elegant seat, he did not know when he had left.

"It's a coincidence." Chu You, who was walking in the front, laughed loudly and said to the little Er who was at the back, "We all know each other, so there's no harm in fighting here."

"Bring us a few jars of your signature wine."

"..." Little Er looked overwhelmed and looked at the three people in the seat.

Chu You didn't care about Xiao Er's reaction at all, and walked directly into the seat.

Yuan Zhe and the middle-aged man at the back also came in, and bowed their hands to Chu Yi:

"Eldest son."

Yuan Zhecai had just been released from the prison, and he looked a little thin like Chu You. He was dressed in a cyan straight robe, a black scarf, and was elegant and gentle.

Even in the face of Chu Yi, who had ordered him to be imprisoned before, his smile was still decent and polite, and there was no trace of resentment.

Xiao Er saw that they really knew each other, so he happily said: "Those few chatting slowly, Xiao Er will go get wine."

Yuan Zhe seemed to be gossiping at home, and seemed to explain: "I heard that Tianyin Pavilion's "Qingxiao You Road" is very exciting, and we also came to join in the fun. I didn't expect to meet the eldest son by chance."

After saying that, Yuan Zhe looked at Gu Yanfei, who was sitting next to Chu Yi, with meaningful eyes, "I didn't expect Second Lady Gu to be here too."

When he said this, he directed the eyes of everyone around him to Gu Yanfei, including the unfamiliar middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced at Gu Yanfei casually.

Originally, he only glanced at this girl because Yuan Zhe obviously knew this second girl, but when he met those eyes like the vast stars, he suddenly felt somewhat inexplicably familiar.

Obviously he has never seen this girl before... Wait!

Gu? ! Her surname is Gu? !

The middle-aged man frowned, vaguely guessing something, looked at Gu Yanfei and blurted out, "Are you Gu Ce's daughter?"

At the same time as he spoke, he took two steps forward, and it was at this moment that he suddenly realized that the girl Gu Er, who was famous for the Yu family case before, turned out to be Gu Ce's daughter.

"Yes." Gu Yanfei nodded slightly at the other party.

When her chin was slightly raised, the line of her chin became clearer, showing a bit of coldness.

The middle-aged man looked at her, and Gu Ce's face appeared in his mind, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "If I remember correctly, today should be Gu Ce's death sacrifice, right?"

He glanced at Gu Yanfei coldly, with a bit of displeasure in his expression.

So this is Gu Ce's daughter.

That girl Gu Er who was making waves and stirring up the storm in the capital.

A father must have a daughter. This girl is really just like her father Gu Ce, impetuous, flamboyant, and likes to be in the limelight.

A girl's family came to listen to the play on her father's memorial day. She was neither filial nor educated!

"It turns out that today is the memorial day for the Marquis of Xiandingyuan." Yuan Zhe made a sudden realization and sighed, "It's been nine years in the blink of an eye."

Bai Liyin landed at the end, leaning leisurely against the door frame, looking at the turbulent elegant seat, not in a hurry to join, watching the tiger fight from the other side.

Gu Yanfei put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Yuan Zhe calmly, "Thank you, Young Master Yuan, for still thinking about my father."

"My brother and I set up a dojo for my father at the Infinite View today and enshrined the tablet. If Young Master Yuan wants to pay homage to his father, go directly to the Infinite View."

Gu Yanfei was not interested in going around with Yuan Zhe, so he made the words clear. Chu Yi went to the Boundless View with full honor guard. How could King Kang not know that, he must have come to Tianyin Pavilion for this reason.

Chu Yi liked her straight appearance, smiled lowly, and added tea to her.

"Sacrificial worship?" The middle-aged man sneered, frowning with the Sichuan character pattern, and said unpleasantly, "Is Gu Ce worthy?!"

"General Wang, why is my father unworthy?!" Gu Yanfei restrained his expression and asked slowly.

Her father guarded the common people, fought in the battlefield for more than ten years, and killed hundreds of thousands of enemies, why is he not worthy!

Gu Yanfei's lips were slightly pursed, and there was a coldness between his beautiful and delicate eyebrows, and the whole person was a little more cold.

"What's the worthy of a scumbag who doesn't take responsibility?" Wang Nan snorted disapprovingly, his eyes gloomy, and he said contemptuously, "All my soldiers throw their heads and shed their blood, swearing to protect every inch of our country and land. Your father was greedy for life and feared death, so he surrendered in battle, killing tens of thousands of soldiers and people."

"Your father is a sinner for the ages!"

Nine years ago, the army of the Yue Kingdom was threatening, and the enemy was outnumbered. Yangzhou was in a difficult situation, but Tailing City was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Gu Ce did not have no other options, but finally chose to open the city gate and surrender. enemy.

To put it bluntly, he was still greedy for life and fear of death.

Wang Nan thought of something, a deep shadow flashed in his eyes, and he said decisively: "A person like him should be smashed to ashes to pay homage to tens of thousands of dead souls, what else is there to worship!"

"It's better to copy a few more scrolls of scriptures for those dead souls, and to atone for your father's sins instead of doing some kind of dojo!"

Although Wang Nan didn't like the manners of those noble families, he also hated Gu Yanfei's publicity.

"General Wang," Gu Yanfei stared at Wang Nan, his pupils as clear as a mountain spring, yet as deep as an abyss, deep and boundless, lazy and arrogant, "When you were young, your father lost your mother, and you lived on the streets. When you were eight years old, you were taken in by your adoptive father. , but just a year later, the adoptive father's family was destroyed."

"You joined the army with a good teacher. With his help, you rose step by step in the army, but then the good teacher died again... Hey, it seems that you still died in battle, and you are considered a hero."

"Tsk. General Wang, you are destined to break the army, and you are destined to have many twists and turns in this life. The breaking army star is a 'consumption star', which is responsible for destruction and consumption. On weekdays, it is better to resolve and resolve the hostile anger, so as to ensure the well-being of the family and teachers. "

She hid one hand in her big sleeve and quickly counted, her voice was cold and gentle, her words were clear, and there was a chill like the autumn wind sweeping leaves.

The seat suddenly became cold.

"You... arrogant!" Wang Nan's face was full of clouds, blue and white, and veins suddenly appeared on his forehead, a kind of embarrassment that his hidden disease and scar were exposed in public.

He was a man who had fought on the battlefield for decades, and was killed from the sea of ​​blood. When he was angry, he burst out with bloodthirsty aura.

Wang Nan, known to others at the scene, was General Jianwei, who had a magnanimous career in the army. He only knew that he was born in poverty, but he did not know that he was so young and hard.

Seeing Wang Nan's excited expression at this time, how Chu You, Yuan Zhe and the others didn't understand, Gu Yanfei got it all right.

And the complicated eyes of others looking at him made Wang Nan even more angry, and his face was hot.

Wang Nan grabbed the hilt of the saber and was about to draw it out of anger...

Chu You watched coldly from the side, without persuading Wang Nan, out of the corner of his eyes watched Chu Yi's every move, the corners of his lips were barely visible.

He wanted to see if Chu Yi would offend General Tangtang Jianwei for a beauty.

"brush--"

The long sword was half unsheathed, and the cold light was piercing.

Gu Yanfei raised his right hand hidden in his sleeve, with a talisman between his fingers, he pushed forward casually...

As if a gust of wind rose out of thin air, her wide sleeves were bulged by the wind.

Wang Nan only felt his chest tighten, as if someone had pushed him hard, but there was no one in front of him.

He was pushed back by that invisible force, and fell onto a chair behind him.

With a    "bang", his saber fell to the ground, and the long sword was half unsheathed, which overlapped with the loud and rapid opening gong in the hall below.

Wang Nan looked at Gu Yanfei in disbelief, not knowing what was going on.

"The play has started." Gu Yanfei said a pun.

There was a smirk on the corner of her lips, and her usual laziness disappeared, and the temperament around her was cold and cold, like a snow leopard showing her sharp claws.

The sound of the gong stopped, all the noisy and chaotic conversations in the lobby disappeared, the musicians downstairs started to play the drums, and a long string of music sounded,

The play finally begins.

The actors in the lobby downstairs babbled and sang, happily and lively, but the atmosphere in the private seat was stiff.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Bailiyin, who had watched a good show, applauded again and again and said with a loud laugh, "Second Lady Gu, not only is your swordsmanship skillful, but Taoism is also mysterious!"

Bailiyin is the third prince of the Yue Kingdom, so he doesn't care if his words will offend Wang Nan.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Nan's breath was slightly stagnant, and his face sank by three points.

Bai Liyin stared at Gu Yanfei with burning eyes, Yinglang's face did not hide his admiration and surprise for her, but his eyes passed over Chu Yi beside her, and a trace of unhappiness appeared in his heart.

Since that day he mentioned the marriage between the two countries on the Golden Throne Hall, Chu Yi has made it clear several times that he can return to the country of Yue in the past half month.

But he wouldn't go back.

Bailiyin smiled provocatively at Chu Yi, walked to Chu You's side, and stood side by side with him, as if they were advancing and retreating together.

He can marry whoever is the emperor of the Yue Kingdom, either Chu Yi or Chu You.

but……

Bai Liyin looked at Gu Yanfei with three more fiery eyes, lingering on her flawless little white face.

This little beauty is really interesting, he has never seen such a woman in Vietnam.

He is bound to win for her!

(end of this chapter)