Chapter 39 Kirin Hidden in the Fields

Time goes back to yesterday afternoon.

Li Qingxuan actually doesn't like wearing jewelry very much, but his wife brought it out for him from the palace after all the effort of the boss. Of course, he can't live up to his wife's wishes.

Of course, the kestrel next to me said that it was actually me who brought it out after all the effort of the boss.

Jade pendant, belt, and dark green ring.

When Li Qingxuan put these accessories on his body, a strong aristocratic temperament suddenly hit his face.

Chen Qingzhi, who tried two plates of mutton skewers, finally stopped trying.

Instead, he came over with a pot of wine and wanted to stay with Li Qingxuan until he got drunk.

Li Qingxuan said that his drinking capacity was not very good, and he only drank two pounds in his previous life.

Maybe because he came to this world, his physique has undergone some slight changes.

For example, Chen Qingzhi only drank more than ten bottles of wine from the bottle in his hand. He was not drunk, but too full to drink, and the process of changing urine was not timely.

Chen Qingzhi had long been curious about his master, and today he made up his mind to get Li Qingxuan drunk.

I only had a chance when you were drunk.

So he did it first as a sign of respect, picked up the bowl and drank three bowls in a row.

However, the degree of rice wine in this world is indeed not very good, not as good as the beer in later generations. This does not scare Li Qingxuan at all.

After having a battle with Li Qingxuan, Chen Qingzhi successfully got himself drunk, lying on the ground crying and telling how difficult it was and how miserable he was.

At the end of the sentence, Li Qingxuan couldn't help but throw two coins at him.

The beggars on the roadside are not as miserable as him.

Li Qingxuan patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you have been miserable for so long, believe me... you are almost used to it."

Chen Qingzhi looked at Li Qingxuan with drunken eyes.

Are you really comforting me?

Except for Chen Qingzhi, the masters of Yuntang are no match for Li Qingxuan in terms of drinking capacity.

That is to say, Yun Ling was smarter and used her inner strength to quietly force the wine out. As a result, her feet got wet.

"Master, have you peed your pants?"

Yun Twelve said drunkenly.

Yun Ling really wanted to slap his head into the ground.

As a result, until noon the next day, a group of people got up from the ground in various directions.

"I didn't say anything nonsense yesterday, did I?"

Chen Qingzhi looked at Li Qingxuan cautiously.

"I didn't say anything. By the way, what's the name of the girl you have a crush on, Rou?"

Li Qingxuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Chen Qingzhi suddenly blushed like a monkey butt.

A carriage passed by the gate of Qingzhifang.

There were many soldiers guarding him in the direction of the post house.

It was the Dali envoys who had gone to the palace to meet His Majesty the Emperor, and they were going back to the posthouse to rest after leaving the palace.

Gungun heard the movement outside and barked twice outside.

Because we have to do business during the day, the door of the painting studio is open.

Looking from a distance, you can see the Suzaku Cavalry of Dali Kingdom. The totem of Dali is the Suzaku, so their officials all wear red official uniforms, and their soldiers also wear red armor.

The totem of Daxia is the legendary green dragon.

Li Qingxuan actually didn't feel much about the Dali Envoys.

The last time Zi Huang confided in him, and Zi Huang was considered his benefactor, Li Qingxuan paid a little attention to them.

"Presumably those three ninth-grade masters are in the largest carriage in front."

"If you want to help Zi Huang solve his troubles, you have to beat up those three ninth-grade ones. Yun Ling definitely can't do it alone."

"Chen Qingzhi hasn't grown up yet, so he can only dispatch all Yuntang disciples."

"Thirteen eighth-level ones, more than thirty seventh-level ones, and three ninth-level ones beaten up should be about the same."

Li Qingxuan was calculating.

"Elder Qian, you are proficient in the art of gazing. When you enter the palace today, you can see what powerful masters there are in the palace?" Zhao Changbai looked at Elder Qian opposite.

Elder Qian thought for a while and said: "The Tianyi Guard commander Xue Gang is undoubtedly the ninth grade. There should be more than thirty eighth grade masters in the remaining palace, and they should be the various commanders guarding the palace."

"The foundation of Daxia is really deep. There are more than thirty eighth-grade people. They are not a threat to us. After all, we will not forcefully break into the palace."

"Our mission this time is to suppress Daxia's arrogance. Then the Emperor of Daxia can't send dozens of eighth-level masters to beat us after the competition in the ring."

When Zhao Changbai said this, he sneered twice.

"By the way, where is Yang Xuanji?"

Elder Qian shook his head.

"Yang Xuanji is an unfathomable person. He is a descendant of the Renzong. I can't tell the depth of a magical weapon with a hidden aura."

"However, Yuan Guang's body is full of pure energy. If his guess is correct, he should have broken through to the realm of a great Confucian."

"However, the Confucian realm is different from the warrior system. As long as you pay attention, it will not affect the martial arts competition."

Zhao Changbai nodded, but there was a little sigh in his expression.

Great Confucian, that was the realm he dreamed of.

"By the way, did you find any masters in the capital along the way?"

Elder Qian turned his eyes, lifted up the car curtain and looked outside.

"My qi-gazing technique can only see the aura within a hundred feet around me, but along the way, I didn't find any masters in the capital."

"That's good! Although Daxia has a profound foundation, those high-level warriors should be guarding the borders."

"The old emperor who took office was aggressive in military affairs. Although Daxia gave birth to super strong men like King Zhenbei, he also created countless powerful enemies for himself."

"Perhaps this is also an opportunity. The outside is strong but the inside is weak. If there is a dispute between Dali and Daxia, we can start from the inside..."

Zhao Changbai was calculating.

At this moment, Elder Qian's eyes suddenly focused and he looked at the location of Qingzhifang.

When the carriage was a hundred feet away from Qingzhifang, he pulled down the curtain.

"I take back what I just said. It's not that there are no masters in the capital of Great Xia, but they are hiding in every corner."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhao Changbai and the two old men who had been keeping their eyes closed in the car opened their eyes at the same time.

"Mr. Zhao, I just passed by a painting studio and used Zhanzhang Qi Technique. What do you think I saw?"

"There are thirteen eighth-grades and one ninth-grade in the courtyard, and around the outside of the courtyard, there are five eighth-grades and several seventh-grades."

"Such a lineup is enough to make the three of us, Grade 9, leave the capital in despair."

"There are only more than thirty eighth-grade people in the palace. There are thirteen eighth-grade people in this place, and there is one ninth-grade person. Isn't it equivalent to a small palace?"

Zhao Changbai looked incredulous.

Elder Qian nodded with a heavy heart.

Could it be that the Emperor of Daxia already knew that Dali's envoys had a person like him who was proficient in looking for energy, so he deliberately sent out the masters in the palace and hid them outside to avoid being seen clearly by him?

If the convoy hadn't temporarily changed its route, it happened to be passing by here, and I just happened to use the art of looking for energy to make the discovery.

A Xue Gang plus a mysterious ninth grade, and the invisible national master Yang Xuanji.

What was originally an easy task now seems to have many variables.

Everyone in the car felt heavy.

Shortly after the convoy of the envoys left, a group of people appeared at the gate of Qingzhifang.

Huazhi walked in wearing a red outfit, pretending to be reserved.

She carefully selected the things she sent to Li Qingxuan yesterday.

She wanted to see with her own eyes how it looked on Li Qingxuan.

"It turns out to be General Zihuang."

Li Qingxuan smiled appropriately and politely.

When Huazhi saw that Li Qingxuan had put on all the things she had given him, her eyes were bent with laughter.

Li Qingxuan secretly screamed, "Oh no!"

Thinking that the house was in a mess after eating, drinking and having fun yesterday, if General Zihuang saw it, he might cause trouble.

After all, there was some conflict between Langya Pavilion and the imperial court.

We must find a way to hold Zihuang down first.

Li Qingxuan was taking action, and Zi Huang had already jumped to the backyard.

I saw that the floor in the backyard was as smooth as new, and the mess made yesterday was cleaned up.

"The people in Yuntang are really good at cleaning!"

Li Qingxuan said with emotion.

Huazhi stood in the yard, sniffed, and turned to look at Li Qingxuan.

"you've been drinking?"

"Is your nose so sharp?"

Li Qingxuan could only nod.

Huazhi's eyes softened instantly.

"He must be missing himself, so he drank to drown his sorrows."