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Volume 1: Fierce Battle in Changsha Chapter 57: In the Juanyun Pavilion

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    Hearing Ding Fuchen's invitation to serve tea in the hall, Xiao Yungui waved his hands and said: "You're welcome, Mr. Laoshan. I heard that the ten scenic spots in the south of the city are very famous. I'll just take a look around. This is Lize Hall. Let's take a look.  After passing it, let¡¯s go to the next scene to see it.¡±

    Ding Fuchen said oh, he didn't expect that even King Mao Xi had heard about the beautiful scenery of the academy in the south of the city. He was a little complacent and said immediately: "I didn't expect that King Xi also knew about the scenery here. The old man has been in charge of the academy for several years. The ten scenic spots here are Lize Hall, Shu  The building, Yangmengxuan, Yuexie, Juanyun Pavilion, Nahu, Suoyu Fang, Cailingzhou, Forbidden Frog Pond, and Congzheng Valley all have their own merits. Yu Yi, who is good at transforming people, has a poem that says:  The pulse opens to the Southern Chu, and Zhu and Zhang admire the sages of the past. They go back and forth to give lectures, but the history is desolate. The stones are broken and the moss marks are ancient, and the stele is broken and the green characters are hanging. I have been here for nine days, and I feel nostalgic for the past. This is the scenery here"

    Xiao Yungui's head was black. This old man talked about the scenery more conscientiously than the tour guides of later generations. He also quoted from classics. He felt a little dizzy. He hurriedly interrupted: "Old Mountain Chief, there is no need to introduce it. Let's go on our own."  That¡¯s it, just take care of your students and don¡¯t cause any more trouble.¡±

    Ding Fuchen was originally very interested, but was rejected by Xiao Yungui, looking extremely embarrassed.  Hong Xuanjiao saw this and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and said: "Master, please don't be offended. We, the King of the West, are outspoken. In fact, it is up to each person to appreciate the beauty of each place. As the saying goes, the benevolent see the benevolence and the wise see the wisdom. Senior  Your state of mind is different from ours. What the King of the West wants at this moment is to find a quiet word to escape the pain of writing documents."

    Hong Xuanjiao has a delicate face, very elegant speech, and a voice as sweet as a lark in the sky. She has the air of a noble lady in her movements, but she is dressed in a blue-colored war robe, with a heroic air in her charm.  So much so that all the men present were fascinated. Even Deng Yi, who was full of anger, nodded slightly after hearing her words.

    Xiao Yungui coughed lightly, clasped his fists and said, "If you want to reminisce about the past, let's reminisce. If you want to walk around, feel free to do so. I want to go there with my wife to have a look." He pointed to the pinnacle of Miaofeng Nanfu in the distance.  Above, there are many waves of smoke here, and there is a pavilion named Abbot Jianxu among the green mountains.

    Ding Fuchen twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Oh, that's the Juanyun Pavilion. From here you can see all the small things, in front of the Xiang River, with the foothills in front of you. In spring and summer, if you look out the window to the west, you can see waves of smoke and mist, stacked on top of each other.  Xiangbin rises toward the top of the foothills, like curling wilting leaves, which is where the name cirrus cloud comes from."

    Xiao Yungui really couldn't listen to Ding Fuchen's nagging, so he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, the mountain chief, for telling me where you came from. I'm going to take the first step." Then he looked at Zuo Zongtang, who was still angry, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zuo will definitely meet his good teacher and friend again.  There is a lot to say, and it will definitely be inconvenient for me to be here, so let¡¯s part ways for a while and then go down the mountain together later.¡±

    Zuo Zongtang snorted heavily, ignored Xiao Yungui, and went straight to Lize Hall. Ding Fuchen, Deng Yi, Li Shourong, Wang Kaiyun and others hurriedly followed.

    Xiao Yungui smiled and said: "The scholar is angry, I am arrogant, but it still smells sour." He turned around and frowned at Hong Xuanjiao, and then said: "Xuanjiao, let's go to Juan Yunting and have a look. I also have something to say.  I want to ask you."

    Hong Xuan gave a sweet hum, turned around and walked away, then suddenly looked back with a sweet smile and said, "I also have something to ask you."

    At that moment, Xiao Yungui told the magistrate to continue doing his own business. He and Hong Xuanjiao each took two male and female personal guards and left to see Juanyunting.

    Hong Xuanjiao¡¯s leg was obviously not healed yet, and she was supported by female soldiers on the mountain road. Xiao Yungui wanted to help, but Hong Xuanjiao didn¡¯t give him a chance, and let the female soldiers help him and walked ahead early in the morning.

    The Miao Peak is not too high. After a while, the six people have arrived outside the Juanyun Pavilion. They see a small pavilion on the top of the place. It is only about ten feet square and can only accommodate three or four people to rest.

    Looking far into the distance, you can see Changsha City and the Xiangjiang River, as well as Nahu Lake, Laolongtan and other scenery under the Miaofeng Peak. However, Xiao Yungui found it boring. He immediately smiled and said: "Juanyun Pavilion, they are all literati."  What the poet brags about is nothing more than this."

    Hong Xuanjiao was sitting on a stone chair in the pavilion, arranging her robes and ignoring Xiao Yungui, but seeing her beautiful face, it was quite a sight to see her sitting upright in the pavilion.

    Xiao Yungui coughed in embarrassment and ordered the four male and female personal guards to retreat and guard on the mountain road. He waved his cloak and sat next to Hong Xuanjiao.

    "Uh, does the injury on your leg still hurt?" Xiao Yungui didn't know where to start, so he had to ask about the injury first.

    Hong Xuan glanced at Xiao Yungui with his big, charming eyes, shook his head and asked, "How is the injury on your waist?"

    Xiao Yungui chuckled and said, "We gentlemen are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. After taking the golden sore medicine, it won't be a problem anymore."

    Hong Xuanjiao hesitated for a moment, bit her silver teeth, and asked softly: "I heard about the rice you got in the city to fill the chessboard, what do you think?"??This method?  " She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask clearly, so she had to ask about rice grain filling the chessboard first.

    Hong Xuanjiao asked in a soft voice. Xiao Yungui's heart skipped a beat. He touched his short beard on his chin and thought about it. This little girl seemed to want to kill herself last night. Why did she ask so softly today? Did she start?  Doubt yourself?  She is more knowledgeable and courteous than the Hong Xuanjiao in my impression, and she is most likely possessed by a soul like herself. Now she is asking herself this question to get her words out first.  But it was hard to be sure that Hong Xuanjiao was possessed by a descendant. He couldn't tell the whole story yet, so he could only confirm the identity of the other person before making any plans. If Hong Xuanjiao was not a descendant, it would be terrible to let her know that he, the King of the West, was a fake.  .

    Thinking of this, Xiao Yungui laughed dryly and said: "Brother Tian recently asked me in a dream to teach me this method, and I will know it."

    Seeing Xiao Yungui's forced smile, Hong Xuanjiao also heard that what he said was untrue. She cursed in her heart and smiled softly: "I see, Brother Tian really cares for you."

    Hong Xuanjiao¡¯s smile became even more fake. Xiao Yungui laughed dryly along with her. After thinking for a moment, he said, ¡°Xuanjiao, I remember you haven¡¯t learned so many allusions before. Why do you speak so politely today?¡±

    Hong Xuanjiao was a little angry. She doubted Xiao Yungui's identity, so when they met again today, she deliberately showed off her literary talents to attract Xiao Yungui's attention. After a little testing, she might be able to reveal Xiao Yungui's true face. Who knows?  Xiao Yungui was not a cultural person, so her testing was in vain.

    She calmly said calmly, "When I was in Chenzhou, I had nothing to do, so I asked someone to read some books about famous places in Hunan, and also asked some people, so I know what's going on here."

    Xiao Yungui secretly laughed in his heart. This little girl is not very good at lying. Her lies are full of loopholes. He immediately let out a sigh, stared at Hong Xuanjiao and asked: "Xuanjiao, when did you like to read books? In the past, you only liked to dance with the knife.  Someone with a gun."

    Hong Xuanjiao was stared at by Xiao Yungui with wide eyes. She was slightly panicked and whispered: "This, this, people will change, and the moon will be full."

    Seeing her embarrassed look, Xiao Yungui felt very happy and deliberately bluffed her, then said seriously: "Oh, this is strange. When Brother Tianwang and Brother Dongwang arrive in a few days, I will ask  They, how much have you changed in Chenzhou?"

    It¡¯s also because Xiao Yungui spoke too seriously. Hong Xuanjiao¡¯s heart tightened. She didn¡¯t realize that he was joking, and she became worried. If this guy talks nonsense to the King of Heaven and the King of East, wouldn¡¯t she be in a big mess?  Thinking of King Dong's secret order, Hong Xuanjiao couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart. Although the man in front of her was very suspicious, seeing that his words were false and exaggerated, and that he didn't tell the truth, the original plan to join forces with him seemed to be less reliable.  So what if he is really a person from later generations?  When it comes to life and death, if he doesn't just want to protect himself, how can he care about his own life and death?  Maybe he really knew his identity, and in order to protect himself, he would betray himself first.

    Thinking of this, Hong Xuanjiao quietly stretched out her hand into her arms, her face slowly became stern, she bit her teeth and asked, "Let me ask you again, how did you learn about the story about rice filling the chessboard?"

    Seeing that she was angry, Xiao Yungui's expression became even more charming. He just wanted to continue teasing her, and then smiled and said: "I said it was Brother Tian who asked me to dream. Everyone believes me when I say this. Why don't you believe it? Xuan Xuan."  Jiao, why do I think you have changed?"

    As soon as these words came out, Hong Xuanjiao was startled. His words reminded Hong Xuanjiao that the Xiwang in front of her was shrouded by a god possessed by Brother Tian. She had experienced soul possession, and she had long believed that there were mysterious things in the world.  As for the underworld, could it be that this man is not possessed by people from later generations, but really is Christ Jesus who entrusted him with a dream?  Thinking that he had exposed many flaws to him today, he would definitely break the casserole and ask how he could cover up his lies under suspicion.  The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid. Hong Xuanjiao suddenly had evil thoughts again. It would be better to kill him while there was no one here. Firstly, he could silence him, and secondly, he could explain to King Dong that even if his subordinates questioned him, he would be dead after his death.  He is the biggest, all he needs to do is say that there is an assassin ambushing him on the top of the mountain and assassinate him.

    Thinking of this, Hong Xuanjiao's heart was pounding. After taking a deep breath, she suddenly pulled out a dagger from her arms and stabbed Xiao Yungui in the throat.

    Xiao Yungui laughed to himself. In a flash of cold light, he subconsciously turned his head to the side and felt a cool sensation on his neck, followed by hot blood flowing out.  Xiao Yungui woke up immediately, feeling shocked and angry. Damn it, does this little girl have a grudge against him?  He wanted to kill himself again and again.

    His mind was turning, and the cold light came again. Xiao Yungui didn't have time to think about it, and he let go of the sharp blade, grabbed Hong Xuanjiao's wrist fiercely, and yanked hard to grab Hong Xuanjiao's dagger, but he didn't expect that Hong Xuanjiao reacted so quickly and moved forward.  With a pounce, the two of them rolled to the ground together.

    Xiao Yungui grabbed Hong Xuanjiao's right hand, butI was wondering when a short blade would appear in her left hand, and I heard her soft voice scolding me in a low voice: "Don't blame me, sister. I have no choice but to die. It's better for you to die than for me to die."  "

    In the flash of lightning, the annoying girl with four eyes flashed in Xiao Yungui's mind, and he couldn't help but call out: "Girl with four eyes! Are you a girl with four eyes?"

    For an instant, Hong Xuanjiao's short blade stopped at Xiao Yungui's throat. The two of them looked at each other dumbfounded. Their eyes met. For a moment, both of them felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their bodies were shaken.  He seemed to be frozen.

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