Chapter 164: He's Already Provoked Me
Secretary of the province.
Four library cabinets.
"You must not provoke him for a short time." Wang Yifang warned that Zhao Wujiang was asking him for the details of Tian Youjiashen.
He said with a solemn face:
"And he's not as old as I am, as you think.
One thing can be confirmed for being a brother, that is, he was born in the year of Jiashen, and now, people in the year of Jiashen are at least thirty and two.
But he could never be thirty-two!"
"Add one more jiazi, ninety-two?" Zhao Wujiang was short of breath, hoping that Wang Yifang would confirm his guess.
Wang Yifang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Zhao Wujiang also laughed, his smile was slightly astringent, adding one jiazi is not enough, wouldn't it be at least one hundred and fifty-two years old?
"How is it possible........." He muttered softly, at the time of Blue Star, the longevity people under the modern level of science and technology were only more than one hundred or twenty years old, and now the Tang Dynasty, which lacks medical level, has one hundred and fifty years old.
Perhaps, what about adding a few more years?
"If you have taken Tianshui, you can naturally guess that it can not only cure diseases and save people, but also prolong life, and the stronger the martial arts cultivation, the more able to withstand it.
He has been out for all these years, constantly searching, but there are very few Tianshui in the world today.
Because the whereabouts of the Turkic strange objects are unknown, no new Tianshui will be born." Wang Yifang sighed:
"He's more powerful than you might expect.
In recent years, he has been going out more and more frequently, and he thinks that the deadline is approaching.
Don't provoke him to anger him before he is about to die, or if he uses force to forbid him, I am afraid that my brother will not be able to protect you."
But he's already provoked me...... Zhao Wujiang exhaled, "Brother Wang, is there really no one in this world who knows the whereabouts of the Turkic Strange Things?"
He thought of Ashina, Li Yuanxiao, and wanted to tell him the truth before he died.
Where did Lee Won-hyo find out?
"I don't know where he is, but someone knows what he looks like." Wang Yifang pondered and said:
"There seems to be a portrait of Ashina Helu of the Western Turks, but no one has seen it.
Now the disappearance of the Turkic wonder is not a good thing, if he appears, the world will be in chaos!"
If it appears, countless people will have to fight for it, and then it will really be a million corpses of blood.
"Brother Wang, do you have any books left behind by Yuan Tiangang or Li Chunfeng?" Zhao Wujiang asked again.
"There is no original, only hand-copying." Wang Yifang shook his head, "What do you want them to do? Do you want to be a warlock too?"
"I just want to find out, I heard that before Yuan Tiangang died, the last person he saw was Tian Youjiashen."
"There is something in the house, I will send someone to fetch it." Wang Yifang spread out the ancient books:
"No one knows what Yuan Tiangang left in the end, and I'm afraid only Tian Youjiashen knows. It is precisely because of this that he is more and more terrifying.
I advise you to dispel the idea of understanding a warlock as soon as possible, if you want to be a warlock, you need to be familiar with the eight trigrams and six trigrams of the heavenly and earthly branches, and you need to be proficient in arithmetic.
You do have the talent to be literate and martial, but the Warlock is related to it, and it will take years to invade Yin."
Zhao Wujiang is proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, and arithmetic is among them, and he only needs to understand the heavenly and earthly branches, the eight trigrams, the six trigrams, etc.
Tian Youjiashen, the director of Tai Hospital, Jia Shen is the heavenly stem, and the twelve pavilions of the earth branch of the Tai Hospital are the earth branches, could it be that he is also a warlock?
"You have a bright future, don't rush too much. Now, you just need to take it step by step, the eldest grandson Wuji has someone to deal with, and Xu Jingzong is naturally indispensable to the enemy." Wang Yifang said earnestly.
Zhao Wujiang nodded, he slowly figured out something, Li Zhi should know about Wu Meiniang's palace guard.
He gave Wu Meiniang a needle, and went in and out of Wu Meiniang's bedroom every day, and the eyeliner in the palace would naturally inform Li Zhi that the reason why Li Zhi was not worried was because of his identity as a eunuch, and because of Wu Meiniang's palace guard.
What can a eunuch do to a lady who imprisons a warlock?
Also, is war just war? For what? Just to expand your territory?
Zhao Wujiang's mind was full of thoughts, and he sat quietly.
It was not until dark that he left the secretary's province.
Back at the mansion, Wang Yanning and Wang Xi had already prepared a meal, waiting for him and Xiao Miaomiao to return.
......
In Chang'an City, a luxurious mansion.
Xu Jingzong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, sat upright, and the same was true of Hou Shanye of Dali Temple.
They looked at the black-robed man in front of them with respect.
The black-robed man was not angry and arrogant, although he did not speak, there was a faint sense of oppression, so that the other officials in the room did not dare to speak out.
"How is the crime of the eldest grandson Wuji prepared?" The Black Runner spoke.
Hou Shanye of Dali Temple hurriedly got up, "Back to the Lord, we are already ready, just wait for your orders, we will make the charges public, and the eldest grandson Wuji will naturally fall from the horse."
"What about Jingzong, how are you preparing?"
"Everything went well." Xu Jingzong's words were concise and to the point.
"Hold on!" The black-robed man said in a deep voice, "Now that it is the year of Xianqing, the eldest grandson Wuji should also fall, he has no effect."
"And who's next for us?" Xu Jingzong said with a smile.
The black-robed man's voice was cold: "Either Wang Yifang, or Su Dingfang!"
"Why is Su Dingfang?" Xu Jingzong raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.
"You'll know then." The black-robed man slowly stood up, "By the way, the useless people are also cleaned up."
"Just give up on Helan Clan?" Xu Jingzong frowned, if the Lord discarded the Helan clan, it would really make the officials present feel like a rabbit was dead and a fox cooking.
"She knows too much, and she's too stupid, so it's better to solve it sooner."
The black-robed man pushed open the door, and a chill swept into the room for a moment.
Hou Shanye and the others looked respectful, and when they saw the black-robed people leaving, they wrapped their clothes tightly one after another, and this winter was a little difficult.
Xu Jingzong's brows furrowed, and he stretched, he had no objection to the Lord's arrangement, but now the cold light in his eyes kept flickering.
......
Night.
West of Chang'an City, Zhao Wujiang's mansion.
Zhao Wujiang had already fallen asleep, a graceful figure twisted her hands and feet to push open the door, she slowly came to the bed, and sat directly beside Zhao Wujiang with her hips crossed.
"Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?" Zhao Wujiang felt Wang Yanning's breath.
Wang Yan frowned, and said angrily, "You let me stay alone in the empty boudoir for so long, what do you say I am going to do?"
Her fiery delicate body was close to Zhao Wujiang.
"You're not afraid your sister will find out?" Zhao Wujiang hugged the delicate body pasted up, and the warm fragrance of nephrite was full and undulating.
Wang Yanning touched Zhao Wujiang's face lightly, "Sooner or later, she will know."
The hot and moist red lips imprinted on Zhao Wujiang's face, she buried her head in Zhao Wujiang's arms, and said softly:
"Tonight's dinner, she looks at you differently."
"How is it different?"
"Can't you see it from complexity to tenderness?"
"I didn't see it."
"Hmph, open your eyes and tell nonsense!"
"At the end of the day, don't do it."
"During this time, my thoughts are too tight."
"How tight?"
"Hmph, won't you try it?"
The muttering gradually rose, and the wheezing became heavier.