Chapter Thirty-Six: Painting the Ground as a Dungeon
In the early morning, the innkeeper, who had not slept all night last night, hung his head, and two big dark circles protested against the quality of last night's sleep on his face.
Walked to the door of the inn and put down the wooden bolt, after the gate was kicked by the soldiers of King Wei yesterday, but the high price temporarily invited several carpenters to repair the door of their inn within a day, stretched a big lazy waist, listened to the gurgling sound of bone friction, felt a little refreshed in the tired body, pushed open the door and prepared to welcome the new day.
The morning light is faint, and the warm sunlight is scattered in every corner, bringing a sense of comfort to the people who get up early in the world. also through the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window on the inn door that was smashed by someone's naughty child, and the lapis stone bricks fell brightly
The innkeeper went out, standing on the street with a home-made toothbrush dipped in a little white salt, rubbing left and right on the surface of the burnt yellow teeth, thinking nonsensically about the cups full of tea dirt brewed from tea, the teapot is a very valuable thing, if you take down your own pair of front teeth that have been soaked for more than 40 years, it will be very valuable.
The brush was almost done, drank saliva to wash away the remaining salt foam in his mouth, spit on the avenue, turned around and shouted Xiao Er, who was lazy in the corner and half leaned against the wall to make up for sleep, quickly swept the floor, closed the door and went back to the inn to calculate that the gold given by Lu Fusheng was enough for the new Hu Nu to eat a few meals yesterday.
I thought in my heart that King Wei instructed him to make a bowl of wonton stew yesterday and sent it over, but he didn't even mention a word of money, and he also ordered to send more money today, plus the door kicked by King Wei's men yesterday is a lot of money. He didn't even know which way the door of the Wei Mansion account room was opened, and Ping Ming, who had eaten the gall of a leopard, dared to ask the royal family for money, so he naturally counted this account on Lu Fusheng's head.
Just when the innkeeper was secretly happy in his heart, thinking about how to squeeze more money from Lu Fusheng, a local nouveau riche, "Bang" The door he had just repaired yesterday was kicked open again. A column of soldiers of the standard Anyang system rushed directly into the hall of the inn, one person wore a Mo knife on his left, each holding a silver-tipped spear, a set of standard Longxi border guards The city guards, the discipline trained by the army, and the well-trained on both sides.
The silver helmet and silver armor on the soldier's body should be the standard armor of the Tiger Army, and then a closer look at the special golden armor of the soldier's left arm surprised that this small army was the prince's personal guard. It was the King of Wei who came yesterday, how could he provoke the prince's people to come today, who is the local nouveau riche who lives upstairs. The innkeeper once again had weak legs, knelt directly on the ground, and kowtowed violently. I thought that if this development continued, would the king come tomorrow in person?
The soldiers stood in two columns and waited for the people to come in, not the prince himself, but the burly, square-faced prince's guard. As a middle-level cultivator who knows his fate and cultivates, Prince Wei can be regarded as the only military general in the prince's forces who can take a shot. But if it is placed in the power of King Wei, it is a little ordinary, after all, the four King Kongs under King Wei all have the cultivation of the peak of knowing their fate. It's just that the prince really can't intervene in the Anyang army, and at most he can only give a prince guard rate to win over the cultivators. For most cultivators, the cultivation conditions provided by the prince were really not enough to make them tempted.
Yesterday, Lu Fusheng saw in the Wei Palace, each wearing black and white, the two people who were famous in the four King Kongs were the famous black and white impermanence, Lu Fusheng was able to resist the pressure of his spiritual power, and it also proved the strength of the spiritual law of ten thousand laws to one.
Prince Wei has been by the prince's side for a long time, and naturally with a sense of royal pride, he looked at the innkeeper indifferently and asked, "Is there a Taoist doctor named Lu Fusheng who lives upstairs?"
The innkeeper who was kneeling on the ground didn't dare to raise his head and said tremblingly: "There is a ...... named Lu Fusheng The rich businessman came back yesterday wearing a Taoist uniform, is it the Taoist priest you are looking for...... I don't know. "For a commoner like the innkeeper, the treatment of the prince in front of him is more respectful than yesterday's King Wei, although there are rumors that the king is going to abolish Chang Lixian, but now the prince is the real next generation of kings in name, and the people around the prince will inevitably be ranked in important positions such as generals and prime ministers in the future.
As soon as he heard this, he frowned and looked at the second floor of the inn, waved his hand to signal the soldiers, and the soldiers naturally understood Wei Shu's intentions, and shook the spear in his hand and prepared to rush to the second floor.
Just as I was waiting for this, there was the sound of footsteps coming downstairs from upstairs. It was Lu Fusheng, who had already cleaned up, grabbed a piece of Taoist obedience and walked out of the room, Lu Fusheng didn't expect that the prince would be so anxious, and he was going to send his subordinates to find him today, and he also made the same action as the innkeeper Fang Cai, stretching his waist and muttering: "What a sin, boss, what are you going to eat for today's morning meal? I'm going to go back to sleep after eating something." Last night the snoring was so loud. β
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw dozens of people fully armed with spears and knives, as if they were going out of the city to destroy a certain enemy den. The morning light was faint, and it was reflected in the cold sword through the broken door again, and it was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes that they didn't want to open.
In fact, the crown prince Wei rate did not have any good impression of Lu Fusheng at all, and the old foolish Wang Shang, who was already dying, was suddenly inexplicably cured by the young Taoist priest in front of him, delaying his master's plan to ascend the throne, otherwise he would be a general in one year at most, and at that time he would have countless cultivation resources. Now it is not a problem to see the king's body live for another three or five years, but for the prince Wei who has been stuck in the realm of knowing fate, there is a great chance to impact the high-level. How can he look down on Lu Fusheng like this, this morning the prince ordered that the doctor who treated the king be "invited" into the East Palace, as for how to invite it, it is his own business.
shouted at the young Taoist priest who was still on the stairs: "Young man upstairs, the prince is invited, come with me." β
Lu Fusheng wanted to get up early and go downstairs to eat some morning food, and go back to make up for sleep. I never thought that today's prince would invite himself into the East Palace to interrogate, thinking that if today's prince guard rate can be like yesterday's King Wei, forget it, just go away. But it was so rude, and Lu Fusheng, who didn't sleep well, brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "I'm tired today, I'll go after a while." β
The prince Wei rate, who was also not angry, squinted his eyes and stared at Lu Fusheng above, and said in a low voice: "How long is a moment?"
"Wait until I wake up. β
"That's not up to you. β
Ignoring the soldiers below who were already preparing to break into the building, Lu Fusheng disappeared on the second floor, and the soldiers had already climbed the stairs one by one, but at the corner of the second floor, an eleven or twelve-year-old child with a brush stood in front of dozens of people.
The child squatted on the ground in front of dozens of princes' guards and drew a black straight line, from the far left to the far right of the ground on the second floor, although the current soldiers felt a little strange but did not take the child in front of them seriously, just wanted to step over this strange black line, and heard a noise downstairs. A group of soldiers came in below to surround the prince guards who stayed in the inn hall on the first floor, and these prince's guards upstairs saw that their boss was in trouble, so they quickly withdrew from the second floor to support the scene.
The prince's guards had all hurriedly gone downstairs, and the culprit who had not slept all night was the culprit who pushed the door out of the room on the side at this moment, looked at the black line drawn by Xiao Chen An on the ground, and exclaimed: "It is actually a painting of the ground as a prison, Moshang Xiaodian is so courageous, there are two people at once, I have not seen so many people appear in the world in Moshang Xiaodian for many years, so that people only remember that there is a running hall Lu Fusheng in Moshang Xiaodian, but forget that there are other people." β
"You have never forgotten us, but you have deliberately forgotten those who should not have been forgotten. Xiao Chen An squatted on the ground and redrew it from right to left on the black line just now, not deepening the black ink as usual, but retracting the ink left on the ground. Turning around and walking towards the road that Lu Fusheng had just walked, he glanced at Anne like a little adult and said with emotion: "Senior brother has worked hard all these years, and he has supported us for so many years. I hate you so much, especially last night. β
In the hall on the first floor, the originally spacious hall was extremely crowded with hundreds of people. Each of their spears was held vertically, and no one allowed anyone to let the atmosphere in the room, but neither side dared to stab the spears in their hands into each other's chests first. After all, the two parties at this time represent the leading actors of this drama, the King of Wei and the Crown Prince.
And Wei Wangfang's momentum is obviously much stronger than that of the crown prince, and he has regarded Lu Fusheng as his own think tank and even a capable minister who will ascend the throne in the future.
The cultivator who can achieve the rate of the prince is naturally not a fool, judging the situation and seeing that he is weak at this time, and the other party is the presence of the king of Wei in person, the comparison of the two clearly shows the importance that the king of Wei attaches to the Taoist priests of the rivers and lakes upstairs.
Facing both the royal family, the pride on the prince Wei rate was gone, so he had to follow the etiquette law to the king of Wei to pay respects, and the king of Wei said with a straight face: "You are the prince Wei rate, if you don't protect the prince well, why do you come here to disturb my old friend?" As soon as the king of Wei said this, the black and white impermanence behind him stared at the prince Wei rate with unfriendly faces.
He knew that with his own strength, he couldn't beat anyone in black and white impermanence alone, not to mention that with the cooperation of the two of them, he could also perform a spiritual technique comparable to the power of a high-level cultivator. I had to kneel on one leg and replied: "The prince ordered to invite Lu Fusheng Dao to enter the East Palace for a while." Thank you for the kindness of the medicine. β
"After that, I personally sent the Taoist chief to the East Palace to see my royal brother, you don't bother here, seek his position in his position, you don't leave your post without permission, if something goes wrong, it is my royal brother who is in danger. When talking about the word personal, King Wei especially accentuated his tone, indicating that Lu Fusheng was using it for himself at this time. announced that Lu Fusheng was my little brother, and others didn't want to touch him. and a threatening warning that if you provoke my little brother, you may do something out of the ordinary.