Chapter 118: Find Yong'an to open a back door

From morning to afternoon.

Jiang Wujian experienced unimaginable brainstorming.

In layman's terms, it is the death of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of brain cells.

The world is peaceful, or the two-dimensional wall......

After throwing away all the distractions, Jiang Wujian couldn't help but think of his identity.

A traverser......

So, he immediately thought of four words.

- Descendants of the Dragon.

Although this is also a middle two, as a descendant of the dragon, I want to turn into a dragon, which is normal, right?

Drag and cool to blow up the sky.

Pride is not inferior to the world.

The dragon fights in the wilderness, the four seas and Kyushu, unrestrained, and travels the world.

Isn't that what he wants?

However, Jiang Wujian didn't know that Yong'an's little head would be completely down.

Dragon.

This guy's mind can actually turn into a dragon......

There has never been a practitioner who can turn his mind into a dragon.

However, according to the thousand-year-old records of the rejection of Dali, the meaning of the founding empress is the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix......

"Your Highness?"

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"Your Highness? Your Highness?! ”

In Jiang Wuji's voice, Yongan finally recovered from the shock.

She opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

After a long time, I finally held back a sentence.

"Don't let anyone else know about this, especially the dragon thing."

Jiang Wuxi wanted to ask something, but when he saw Yong'an's disgraced appearance, he had to nod his head first.

"Your Highness, don't worry, now I can only toss a claw out, and even if others see it, they shouldn't guess that it's a dragon claw."

"Well, anyway, just don't hype it up." Yongan nodded in response.

"Okay."

Yong'an slowed down and said, "You go back first, this palace is tired." ”

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"Your Highness, there is something ......" Jiang Wujian touched the bridge of his nose, and seemed to understand Yong'an's mood.

Yong'an's talent is naturally speechless.

As the youngest Three Realms peak cultivator in Da Li, she had enough capital to stand out from the rest.

But it took her a whole year to cultivate the intention, and she did it in a few hours......

This gap is indeed a big blow.

As for the Yihua dragon form, Jiang Wujiquan was frightened by the "cool special effects".

Yongan rubbed his eyebrows and asked a little tiredly, "What else do you have to do?" ”

Send you a performance ...... Jiang Wujian said, "The Red Lotus Sect may make some moves recently. ”

"Where did you get the news?"

Hearing the Red Lotus Sect, Yongan suddenly straightened up.

Jiang Wuji: "Before entering Beijing, I met the demons of the Red Lotus Sect, and they were going to do something after the conference...... But now that the finals have been postponed, I'm afraid they'll ...... early."

"Is it credible?"

"I don't know."

"Do you want Hongu to prepare for a rainy day?"

"That depends on what His Highness thinks......"

"You are now a member of Fengtian Division, and you can report this matter to the Ye Division."

"I said, I am a man of His Highness......"

The corners of Yong'an's ruddy mouth couldn't help but rise.

Jiang Wujian is giving her credit.

If you tell Ye Wuming, then what is the matter with her Yong'an?

Yongan bowed slightly, and said: "This palace knows, you go back first, if it is done, this palace will give you credit." ”

"It doesn't matter if the credit is not credited, I just want His Highness to know that my heart is here with His Highness."

"Get out of here."

"Okay."

Looking at Jiang Wuji's departing back, Yongan bit his lip, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

This guy is talking more and more unruly.

What does his heart call in this palace?

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Waiting for Jiang Wujian to ride a little black horse out of the inner city.

Due to the relationship between the big and the purple, Jiang Wujian now wears a hat when he goes out, and uses the black gauze hanging down the brim to block his handsome face.

It will be much darker, and there will be a curfew inside and outside the capital.

Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, some rushing to their residences, and some were rushing to the Goulan Qinglou Teaching Department before curfew.

Compared with them, Jiang Wujian is much more leisurely.

One is that there is enough time, and the other is that even if he goes back later, it won't be good.

In addition to the Imperial City, it is a privilege for the Fengtian Division Sword-wielding to come out during the curfew.

At this time, the sound of street conversation came to my ears.

"I've heard that there will be a new Oiran in the Workshop Division in a few days."

"Huh? Could it be that Miss Rou'er is going to be an Oiran? ”

"No, no, I heard that I was transferred from the Qingzhou Teaching Division."

Jiang Wuji: "??? ”

Hearing the Qingzhou Teaching Division, Jiang Wuxi subconsciously stood up his ears.

"Can the Oiran of the Qingzhou Teaching Division be compared to the Oiran of our Beijing Teaching Division?"

"Hey, brother, have you ever heard of it, Yun wants clothes and flowers?"

"Of course I've heard it, this is a gift from Jiang Jieyuan...... Well?! You don't want to say that Miss Yunshang is coming! ”

"Tsk! It's the girl in Yunshang! Miss Yunshang is coming to our Beijing Teaching Division! ”

"And this good thing?! Then I must go and see how amazing this Oiran can make Jiang Xie Yuan splash ink! ”

"Hey...... I'm afraid it's difficult. ”

"Huh? What do you mean by that? ”

"Miss Yunshang because of Jiang Jieyuan's poems, everyone knows, no one knows, even I, the chicken seller, know this news, how can those nobles in Beijing not know? I've inquired, and there is no place anymore, no place at all, and there may not be a chance in the future. ”

"I hate rich people......"

"I hate ...... too"

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Jiang Wuji's expression gradually changed.

Yunshang is coming to the capital?!

Why......

It must be Yong'an! The people of the Ministry of Rites are Yong'an!

If you have a heart, Your Highness has a heart......

After getting this news, Jiang Wuji's already good mood instantly became even better.

But then, he frowned again.

Yongan is very famous, and there is also a company in Qingzhou to help him, so it is not a big problem.

But the capital is full of high-ranking officials and nobles, the princes of the vassal kings, and maybe there will be a few royal relatives.

Listening to the meaning of the two people just now, Yong'an's "platform" has been decided.

There may not be a place for the end of the New Year......

With such a high popularity, can I still use the bus for private use?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wujian couldn't help but feel melancholy.

If there are many more like-minded people for the convenience of meeting, it will be too difficult to accept.

So Jiang Wujian tugged on the reins and turned around and rushed to the imperial city.

Before Yunshang arrived, he had to find Yongan to open a back door first.

The Department of Rites is under the control of the Ministry of Rites, which is the people of Yong'an.

I'm dignified, it's reasonable to have the privilege of a bus for private use, right?

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