Chapter Twenty-Seven: Meeting the National Teacher
The National Teacher's Mansion is very large, Tong Anbang entered through the gate with a thousand spirits, bypassed the shadow wall, entered the Yongdao, turned the verandah, passed through the garden, and it was the Yongdao again......
Her 25.61-meter perception ability has almost no effect in this huge National Teacher's Mansion.
Qian Ling thought as she walked.
originally thought that if Ai Chu appeared in the National Teacher's Mansion, then she would most likely be executed as an accomplice.
But now, it seems that it will not.
The national teacher knows so much about Ai Chu's whereabouts, he should know who she is. From the beginning to the end, she has never done anything out of the ordinary and threatening to the country.
Besides, killing her will only exacerbate the contradiction between the national teacher and Ai Chu.
After walking for a long time, Tong Anbang took her to a small garden.
An old woman in a wheelchair was asking the gardener next to her how the flowers were growing this year.
Oh, there was a fierce battle outside, but it was peaceful inside.
"Master." Tong Anbang knelt down on one knee and kowtowed.
Fang Lanyue smiled lovingly, and layers of wrinkles appeared on her face: "Get up." ”
Tong Anbang stood up, and in order to leave a good impression on the national teacher, Qianling also knelt down with a gentle smile and asked for peace: "People's girl Tang Baiyi, please ask the national teacher Wan'an." ”
Fang Lanyue was holding a burgundy crutch, she looked down at Qianling, and handed the crutches to Tong Anbang next to her. "This kid is much more sensible than my unfilial apprentice. Hurry up. ”
Qian Ling stood up respectfully, still bowing his head: "Ai Chu is not disrespectful to your old man, it's just that the death of the Ai family has hit him too hard. Moreover, the Moon Swallowing Palace Lord has been forcing him all along. ”
Qianling spoke for Ai Chu, as an opening statement, and didn't think that his words would have any effect on whitewashing Ai Chu.
After all, Fang Lanyue should know Ai Chu's whereabouts well.
Tong Anbang pondered on the side, Tang Baiyi's name, how could he seem to have heard it somewhere.
"Why do you insist on coming to me?" Fang Lanyue asked with a smile, with the affinity of an old woman in the countryside who has no quarrel with the world.
Qian Ling saw that Fang Lanyue didn't seem to plan to talk too much to her, after all, he had a lot of opportunities, so he told what happened in Yu Lin's mansion again, and told Fang Lanyue that he had fallen under the spirit spell according to the way he conveyed it to Ai Chu.
Fang Lanyue still looked kind: "I can see it." It's a high-level spell indeed. Who ordered it? ”
"Moon Swallowing Palace Master."
Fang Lanyue instantly seemed to understand what was and nodded.
Qian Ling asked again, "Is there any pen and ink?" It's better to have pigments. ”
Tong Anbang was puzzled: "You want to paint?" ”
"Well, I still remember the appearance of Tai Shigu very deeply."
Tong Anbang raised his eyebrows: "Have you really seen Tai Shigu?" ”
"Yes."
Fang Lanyue laughed, as if she had already concluded that Qianling was not lying: "Let people bring pen and ink." ”
When Qianling was in that world, he studied economic management and was bent on helping Ji Haochu manage the company in the future.
But I also learned to paint, and it was the portrait of the person who learned it.
So in her room, there was a portrait of Ji Haochu that she drew by herself.
She learned to paint portraits in order to draw Ji Haochu.
But this skill, in this world, is very ordinary.
If you want to use illusions, you must have a foundation in art. Only those who draw well can create realistic illusions.
Qian Ling drew the appearance of Tai Shi Gu as quickly as possible, Tong Anbang picked it up and blew it, and sighed: "This guy, even if he is a genius from a nobleman, he looks so good." ”
"Go get him." Fang Lanyue commanded.
Although Tong Anbang was still a little skeptical about the portrait, he believed in Fang Lanyue's judgment, so he bowed and withdrew.
Qianling stood in place and waited for Fang Lanyue to speak.
Fang Lanyue's silver hair shines movingly in the sun, which is the precipitation of the vicissitudes of time and experience, showing a reverent temperament.
"The appearance of the primitive, in exchange for me to unlock your spiritual spell, it is also an equal transaction. However, I still need you to promise me one condition. Fang Lanyue said with a smile.
"On what terms?"
"My unscrupulous apprentice must have escaped today. You cooperate with me to arrest him. ”
Qianling was stunned.
She also has a bargaining chip in her hand, she is a rebellious witness in Haizhou.
The case of Haizhou Cheng has not yet been concluded, and Yongcheng is full of turmoil here, and many people who are good friends with Haizhou Cheng are crying out for Haizhou Cheng, and many of them are spies.
She can stand up and sit on the charges of Haizhou Cheng and cooperate with the imperial court's various investigations of Haizhou Cheng.
After that, with the shrewdness of the national teacher, it is also possible to catch those spies hidden in the court.
If this is not enough for the national teacher to undo the spell for herself, then she can also promise to stay and work for the national teacher.
Because, a thought of the heavenly soul is really rare. If she told the national teacher that she was a heavenly soul, the national teacher would definitely cherish her as a talent, so he would send someone to help her develop her perception range and let her contribute on the battlefield.
She never expected that the national teacher would make such a request.
Fang Lanyue's fox-like eyes seemed to be talking, as if telling Qian Ling that the other two chips in his hand were not as important as the requirement of capturing Ai Chu.
But Qian Ling still said the other two chips in his hand.
Fang Lanyue propped her elbow on the armrest of the wheelchair, with a slight hint of thought in her eyes.
Then he smiled and said, "You close your eyes." ”
Close your eyes? Is this a promise?
Qianling closed her eyes suspiciously, and then she felt the blood in her body boiling, the speed of flow increased, the speed of her heart beat faster, and her whole body burned!
The national teacher seemed to have penetrated her skin with something and fused into her blood.
Soon, Qianling's clothes were already wet with sweat.
"Alright. I've unlocked your spell. You won't get old anymore. The national teacher mobilized the spirit, dragged a mirror from nowhere, and stood upright in the air, facing the face of Qianling.
Hearing this, Qian Ling opened his eyes and saw Tang Baiyi in the mirror, who was indeed much younger, and returned to the appearance of seventeen years old.
Qianling was naturally happy, in this way, the time she could live was extended, and even if she couldn't complete the task within two months, she wouldn't die of old age.
"Thank you for your kindness." Qianling bowed his head and thanked him.
The national teacher mobilized the spirit to turn his wheelchair: "I don't want to bully children, so I helped you unlock the spirit spell, and our deal is very fair." As for the arrest of my unscrupulous apprentice, I don't think I need your cooperation. ”
Before Qianling could understand the meaning of these words, he felt his mind dizzy and fainted.
I don't know how long I slept, Qianling woke up, the scorching sun was in the sky, but the autumn wind was cold.
She heard very noisy sounds around her, and when she opened her eyes, there was a black crowd in front of her!
She's there! On the execution table!