SFS Chapter 278 Yan Nie
Chapter 278 Yan Nie
After seeing the palace official off,
Fu Hongying looked at Yang Silang, as if she wanted to say something but dared not.
Does that mean, Master, you sold out your principles for a bronze lion?
Yang Silang snorted and said quietly.
"You seem to have no interest in being that young girl's teacher?"
"Then take this bronze lion and return it to Master Gong now."
"Just say that Master has changed his mind, and I'll take the blame..."
Fu Hongying rolled her eyes and immediately changed her tune.
"How dare I?"
"I just wanted to say that my master was wise."
She and Wang Xiaoyue had an extremely close relationship, like best friends. After taking her in, she was both a teacher and a friend, and they could spend every day together to dispel their loneliness.
Yidu Prefecture is great in every way, but unfortunately, it doesn't have as many acquaintances as the capital.
The master spends most of his time practicing martial arts; the master's wife spends most of her time instructing the master.
Uncle Da Niu spent most of his days at the Hanshan Martial Arts School; while She Nu became a busy little cook.
She was bored with nothing but practicing boxing all by herself. But having a close friend and her apprentice to keep her company made even boxing practice much more interesting.
Yang Silang stared at the bronze lion in his hand.
This thing is a necessity for him, not to protect himself, but to protect his family.
All of his elder sister and younger sister's acquaintances were in Gongzhou Prefecture. He couldn't bear to leave their hometown, and sometimes he worried about their safety.
With this bronze lion, when Wang Daniu gets married, the two will definitely return to their hometown and take it back with them to leave to the two sisters. It will be a powerful tool to protect their home.
Mechanical beasts do not consume resources under normal circumstances; they rely on the formation to automatically absorb the essence of the sun and moon to maintain the formation's operation.
When really needed, you can put a spirit stone in your mouth and start it up immediately, which is very convenient.
The old man from the palace was truly skilled at giving gifts.
Every item is a necessity, and every item is a top-quality product.
It would be difficult for Yang Silang to refuse.
When it's lunchtime.
Yang Silang casually mentioned to Hu Jiaoniang that he had told her about Wang Xiaoyue's incident during the day.
"You're going to be a housewife from now on."
He took out the bronze lion mechanical beast.
Hu Jiaoniang took it and looked at it for a few moments, then nodded and said it was a good thing.
She couldn't help but laugh herself.
"In the palace, my seniority is high, and there are five generations of men and women below me."
"I didn't expect my seniority to rise so quickly after coming to your place."
"She became a housewife in just a few days."
"Gong Tianbao knows how to please people."
That day, the two heard Shu Miaosheng report on the gifts that the palace official had given to the neighbors, categorizing them and varying according to the people.
After discussing it, Hu Jiaoniang guessed that Gong Tianbao was probably a powerful eunuch in the Han Dynasty.
It may have come from the palace, or it may have come from the prince's residence.
He must have lost in a power struggle, and to avoid retaliation from his former enemies, he simply packed up his family property and fled the country with his confidants, settling directly in Da Shun.
In the past, some senior eunuchs in the palace would do the same thing, which was not uncommon.
"Tonight," Hu Jiaoniang glared at Yang Silang, "you must tell us the first three chapters of your Investiture of the Gods."
"After holding it in for so many days, at the speed you used to write your Journey to the West epilogue, you should have had enough time to think about it two or three times."
"Unless you were just fooling me before and didn't put your heart into it at all."
"If you can't figure it out, then I'll punish you..."
Yang Silang had already developed a fearless spirit, like a dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water.
"Are you kicking me out?"
He couldn't have gotten what he wanted.
There are empty rooms in the courtyard, and the study and practice room are sunny rooms, enough for him to rest and sleep peacefully.
Hu Jiaoniang rolled her eyes and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, dream on."
"If you can't answer, I'll punish you by making you sleep next to me..."
Yang Silang was puzzled. Was this considered a reward?
"And if you show any indecent behavior even slightly, Hu Jiaoniang's eyebrows shot up, and she suddenly revealed a chilling murderous aura."
She slashed downwards with her palm like a knife.
"Then I'll send you to work as a companion to that wealthy man from the palace."
"To achieve permanent peace through cessation!"
"Anyway, you always start something and then never finish."
Upon hearing this, Yang Silang felt his hair stand on end and was terrified.
Who is Hu Jiaoniang?
She was a nine-tailed fox with innate supernatural powers that could bewitch all living beings; even a single glance or word from her seemed to bewitch people.
If he were to truly unleash his supernatural powers, even an iron rod could be transformed into something as soft as silk; who could withstand that?
If you know the other party is mostly threatening, but you can't say it the first three times, you'll probably really learn a painful lesson.
Forget it...
Yang Silang steeled his heart and thought, "It's just the first three rounds, can't I just tell you?"
Why not just change Daji's race to a different demon race?
It was evening by then.
A book drum has been added to the bedroom.
There were some melon seeds, fruits, and snacks on the table.
Hu Jiaoniang sat on a rose chair, with Fu Hongying standing behind her, holding a teapot that looked as if she was about to refill it with water.
Fu Hongying looked somewhat excited.
She had heard from her master's wife that her master's storytelling skills actually surpassed his martial arts skills, and the stories he told were especially wonderful.
I had never heard of it before, but I vaguely knew that the Monkey King of Five Finger Mountain was the one my master had told me about.
Unfortunately, her master didn't have time to practice his boxing, and her master's wife didn't have time to teach either, which she deeply regretted.
Now that she had the chance to openly listen to audiobooks on the sidelines, she was naturally reluctant to leave.
Huh?
Why is Wang Xiaoyue following behind Fu Hongying, with a handkerchief draped over her hand?
Why does the attendant have another attendant behind him?
"Xiaoyue..." Yang Silang frowned, "It's getting late, why aren't you staying at the palace?"
Wang Xiaoyue said hurriedly.
"Master, please don't send me away..."
"I've already spoken to Master Gong, so he knows I'm at your residence."
"Once you're finished speaking, I'll climb back over the wall myself, no problem."
"Master Gong has agreed."
Yang Silang thought to himself.
Could it be that Old Master Gong Tianbao was too soft-hearted, which is why he lost in the palace intrigue?
He coughed, lightly tapped the drumstick, and began to speak slowly.
"In the beginning of chaos, Pangu was the first to separate things; the Taiji, Yin and Yang, and the Four Symbols were established..."
A long introductory poem was read aloud.
Hu Jiaoniang thought to herself, this seems to be a story about the change of dynasties and the loss of a country by a tyrannical ruler, but it also contains stories of immortals and demons fighting.
In the first chapter, Yang Silang tells the story of King Zhou's visit to Nuwa's Palace to offer incense, which led to him writing an amorous poem. This prompted the three demons from Xuanyuan Tomb to enter the world and prepare to help Zhou destroy Shang.
He simply renamed the three demons as the Thousand-Year Peach Blossom Demon, the Datura Demon, and the Epiphyllum Demon.
Flower-type demons are naturally skilled in bewitching and illusion magic, so this modification makes sense.
King Zhou returned to the palace, yearning for spring, and, following the advice of his treacherous ministers, selected women from all over the land to fill his harem.
Then came the incident where Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province was forced to offer his daughter Daji as a sacrifice. Su Hu rebelled against Chaoge, which led to war and a series of battles.
To protect his clan, Su Hu had no choice but to offer his daughter as a sacrifice. However, he was killed by the Peach Blossom Demon on the way. Daji had already been possessed by the Peach Blossom Demon, and her true soul perished.
The story will be told in three parts.
More than half an hour has passed.
Yang Silang said.
"To hear the rest of the story, please stay tuned for the next installment."
That concludes today.
Fu Hongying and Wang Xiaoyue looked on with fascination, clearly wanting to hear the next part of the story.
Yang Silang waved them away.
It's getting late; it's time for Wang Xiaoyue to return to the palace.
"You'd better get over the wall quickly..."
"Master Gong must be getting impatient."
Wang Xiaoyue was somewhat unwilling, but was dragged away by Fu Hongying.
"My lady, what do you think of this?" Yang Silang asked Hu Jiaoniang for her opinion.
Hu Jiaoniang nodded.
"Barely satisfactory."
"The Shang Dynasty was like the Great Shun Dynasty before us. Those Marquises of Jizhou, Marquises of Bei, and Marquises of Xibo were like powerful clans with their own territories and private armies."
"The Shang Dynasty was about to fall into chaos. Whether or not Daji existed would not change anything; it would only delay the date of its downfall by a few years."
Yang Silang clapped.
"My wife is indeed intelligent; she immediately understood my original intention in creating this work."
Indeed, the power of imagination is boundless.
For the next ten days or so.
Yang Silang would tell the story three or four times a day.
Wang Xiaoyue came to listen every day without fail, and she climbed over the wall so often that Gong Tianbao found her troublesome and simply allowed her to sleep with Fu Hongying at night.
That night.
As usual, the book presentation is finished.
Yang Silang and Hu Jiaoniang went to bed to rest.
We share a bed but don't share a pillow; we each occupy a corner to cultivate ourselves.
Sudden.
The two opened their eyes at the same time.
outside world.
Unbeknownst to them, a protective array had already enveloped the entire alley, dividing the inside and outside into two separate worlds.
Then a strange fragrance wafted in.
Yang Silang only inhaled the scent for a few breaths before feeling drowsy. He quickly used his warding-off-misfortune power to dispel it.
He was filled with surprise and doubt.
All that could be heard from the neighboring courtyard were the sounds of swords slashing and hacking.
Someone shouted in a cold voice.
"Eunuch Li, you remnant of the Yan Dynasty, you really know how to run!"
"They fled all the way to the State of Shun, carrying the royal treasury of the Yan Kingdom!"
"This day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"
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