SFS Chapter 419: Da Sizhu: You want 52 for a bowl of beef noodles?
Chapter 419: Da Sizhu: You want 52 for a bowl of beef noodles?
Chapter 419: Grand Master: You want five hundred taels for a bowl of beef noodles? Daily bickering
The thief ignored the Grand Master's sophistry and pulled her to the other side of the Jinhua River before he said suspiciously:
"You were eavesdropping to get information?"
The chief looked back at the direction of the inn, still thinking about the noise he had just heard. The sound of water colliding was really thrilling. These young people were addicted to it and had no idea of restraint... But he certainly couldn't say this to the Thief Saint, so he frowned and said:
"Lu Zhan is away from home and is not subject to military orders. I am afraid that he might do something wrong at such a young age, so I eavesdropped on him. If he really has other ideas, I can bring him back in time."
"..."
The thief blinked and said nothing, but suddenly laughed a few times: "Hahaha..."
The Grand Master's heart was rippling, but she calmed down a lot after hearing this laughter. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
The Thief Saint waved his hands and said, "Aren't you telling a joke? As your best friend, I can't let you down. I'll just laugh a few times just for fun."
"..."
The Grand Master licked her delicate lips, her charming yet domineering phoenix eyes suddenly showed some danger, her smile became brighter, and she whispered softly:
"Da Zhuang, it's been a while since we two last sparred, right?"
"!"
The Thief Saint's hair stood on end immediately, Wei Jinyao's "exchange" was different from ordinary exchanges.
Just a normal exchange, stop when you get enough.
Wei Jinyao's sparring will continue until his legs are broken.
Dangerous!
The Thief Saint sensed a hint of coolness, and knew that it was caused by Wei Jinyao's forward movement. She instinctively ran forward at lightning speed, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
"..."
The chief commander chuckled and followed closely behind.
The moonlight was shining brightly, and the thick clouds were quietly blown away by the wind. Two meteors streaked across the sky, and after chasing each other for many times, they finally stopped above the Qingluan Palace.
The Grand Master's eyes shone with divine light, and he swept over the Qingluan Palace, only to see that the once glorious palace had become a ruin. With the palace as the center, the area within a few miles was in ruins, the mountains and forests collapsed, and the buildings turned to ashes.
"What are you looking at?" The Thief Saint was running at lightning speed, when he suddenly saw the Grand Master stop, he turned back and asked.
The chief minister had no intention of taking action, and what he had just said was just a joke. He did not continue to attack, but instead placed one hand across his chest and raised the other hand to touch his chin, and said thoughtfully:
"I was thinking that the person who did it was really an amateur. The explosion had such a wide range... It looked very spectacular, but in fact the power had spread far away."
"If I were to do it, I would set up a barrier before the explosion to ensure that all the explosive power is concentrated in the palace. This way, the maximum power can be guaranteed while not harming innocent people."
"..."
Sheng was choked, as if something was stuck in his throat: "No...you have an occupational disease?"
The Grand Master touched her nose, put on the airs of the eldest princess of the dynasty, and said in a cold voice:
"I have long since changed my ways, but I think that Nanjiang is ridiculous. Someone even dared to blow up the palace. The status of the Saint of Nanjiang in Nanjiang is comparable to my status in the Great Zhou. When I saw the Saint's palace being blown up, I couldn't help but feel a little worried. What if my palace was also blown up..."
"..."
The thief suspected that she had heard wrongly. She patted the chief minister on the shoulder and comforted him, "Ayao, I dare not say anything else, but don't worry about this. No one in the Great Zhou dares to do this."
The Grand Master nodded slightly: "That's right, I win people over with my virtue, and the whole world is at peace!"
"..."
The Thief Saint wanted to say something but stopped, his face flushed red, and he could only laugh dryly twice: "Now that you have confirmed that Lu Zhan is safe, should you go back?"
The chief secretary wanted to stay for two more days to listen to the conversation, but he also knew that this was not acceptable. Her status was special and it was not appropriate for her to stay here any longer, so he nodded:
"I'm going back now. Southern Xinjiang is a mess. Please help him more."
The Thief Saint nodded, and seeing that the Chief wanted to leave, he hurriedly took out a stack of bills and said, "By the way, settle the bills before you leave."
The chief minister took it and looked at it for a while, his expression was a little strange: "Five thousand taels, what did you do?"
The thief rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's all for official business..."
The chief secretary flipped through two chapters at random and said with a half-smile, "Da Zhuang, you spent five hundred taels on a bowl of beef noodles?"
The thief saint remained calm: "It's all for official business."
……
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The next day.
slap~
slap~
A clear and loud slapping sound came from the room, but was isolated by the barrier.
Jiang Ningshuang lay on the table. At first, she was a little reserved and embarrassed to shout out loud, but then she thought about the barrier in the room and she didn't care. She drank a lot of wine all night and her voice became a little hoarse.
After using both soft and hard tactics, Lu Zhan held her in a bath, then placed his palms on her knees to wipe away the red marks.
Jiang Ningshuang's body was limp. She put on her clothes while saying:
"The Qingluan Palace exploded last night. I don't know what happened. I'll pick up Ling Jiaoyue and Xiaobai later. You go and get some information. By the way, tell the Thief Saint..."
Lu Zhan responded while helping her tie the belt of her panties into a bow. He felt that Jiang Jiang had become more stable. This trip to southern Xinjiang had indeed tempered her character. Seeing that her legs were trembling slightly, he said:
"The news is easy to get. Just listen downstairs later. Let's go pick up Fairy Ling together. But before that, do you want to rest for a while? There's no rush to go to the capital."
Jiang Ningshuang slapped Lu Zhan's hand away, quickly put on her skirt to cover her plump buttocks, and groaned:
"Now you know how to say this. It was useless for me to beg for mercy last night. Humph... Besides, I'm not made of mud. I can just meditate for a while."
As she spoke, Jiang Ningshuang put on her dress neatly to cover her plump, gourd-shaped body. Her originally shy expression now calmed down a lot, and she sat cross-legged on the couch to meditate.
Lu Zhan did not disturb her. After checking Tushan Shiyu's condition, he went downstairs to find out the news.
The matter of the palace has little to do with them, so there is no need to investigate it personally. Just listen to the general idea and have a general idea.
……
The inn was very lively, with most people discussing what happened last night.
"I heard that the Saint's Palace was bombed last night? Who is so bold as to do this?"
"I heard it's related to Peacock Mountain, but it's also said to be related to His Royal Highness Prince Yong..."
"I have a cousin who works in the Imperial Guards. It is said that among the thieves captured last night, there were not only people from King Yong, but also people from Peacock Mountain... It is said that the prince of Peacock Mountain died in a secret place, and the murderer has some relationship with the Saint. I guess he is waiting for an opportunity to take revenge..."
"Keep your voice down! How dare you say that? No matter whether it's King Yong or Peacock Mountain, they are not something you and I can mess with. I just don't know what happened to the Saint. It is said that the Saint has not shown up yet..."
"..."
Lu Zhan sat at a table by the window, with two exquisite snacks on the table. He listened to the discussions of the people around him, but he didn't feel surprised.
Even if the cultivators were dissatisfied with the royal family, they would not easily attack the Saint. Even if they did not pity themselves for their years of hard practice, they would still have to consider it for the sake of their family and friends, not to mention that the Southern Border Saint currently had a good reputation.
The only people who can take the risk are those in high positions of power, as they are not afraid of the matter being discovered.
Lu Zhan guessed last night that it might be related to political struggle, but he didn't expect it to be related to Peacock Mountain. Those peacocks couldn't find him, so they must have been impatient for a long time. Now they are targeting the royal family and want them to give an explanation.
No matter what, Ji Mengli is in a bad situation now, which Lu Zhan is happy to see.
"Ok?"
Just as Lu Zhan was lost in thought, a savage beast aura emanated from the distant sky.
Lu Zhan collected his thoughts and glanced across the long street. He saw only a luxurious carriage, pulled by two majestic beasts, coming from the sky.
The carriage was made of special white jade, shining brightly all over. On the right side of the carriage, there was a jadeite bird feather hanging.
Thirty guards followed behind the carriage, each of them very powerful.
People from Peacock Mountain——
Lu Zhan narrowed his eyes. The rich and powerful all preferred white jade carriages, not only because white jade was rare, but also because this white jade was a natural formation stone that could block outside detection.
Judging from this scene, the person who came must be the "superior" of Peacock Mountain. Lu Zhan guessed that it might be the famous Peacock King.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhan drank the tea in the cup, stood up and walked upstairs.
In the room, Jiang Ningshuang finished her meditation and was standing by the window observing. When she saw Lu Zhan coming over, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you from Peacock Mountain?"
Lu Zhan had already told Jiang Ningshuang everything about the secret realm last night, so there was no need to explain too much now:
"Well, I guess they are here for Xuanque. Judging from the route, they are also heading to the capital of Southern Xinjiang... Ignore them, let's avoid the Peacock King first."
Jiang Ningshuang nodded: "Well, there is really no need for us to fight them at this time, let's get down to business first."
As she spoke, Jiang Ningshuang cleaned up the surroundings, trying not to leave even the slightest trace.
Lu Zhan praised: "Jiang Jiang has really grown a lot."
"Don't give me that..." Jiang Ningshuang rolled her eyes, but she felt happy in her heart.
In the past, when she traveled with her senior sisters, they would help her when she encountered problems. Even though she would contribute, the general direction was controlled by her senior sisters, so she didn't need to worry about it.
But in the past six months, she worked with the Thief Saint and found that he was even less reliable than her. Jiang Ningshuang was forced to grow a lot.
After packing up the things, Jiang Ningshuang picked up Tushan Shiyu again, twisting her waist and said:
"I'll hold this fox."
Lu Zhan smiled, put his arm around Jiang Jiang's slender waist, and walked across the long street towards the mountains.
……
"crunch-"
After Lu Zhan and Jiang Ningshuang left, the window of the room on the left side of the third floor of the inn suddenly opened, and a girl in a water-green dress leaned out of the window and looked into the distance.
The girl had a beautiful face, she was the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, Qingruo.
"Saint, what's wrong?" Behind the woman in green dress stood two female guards in black.
The female guards looked strange. They were talking about business just now, but the saint suddenly stood up and ran to open the window, which puzzled the two female guards.
Qingruo withdrew her gaze without changing her expression, but her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She just sensed a special breath flying past the window. The breath was familiar yet strange, and made her think of the lover she had missed for a long time.
Qingruo then lost her composure and hurried to the window, but when she opened the window, there was only the breeze and warm sunshine blowing on her face, without any familiar scent.
Qing Ruo was somewhat distraught, but she did not dare to show any flaws. She could only force herself to remain calm and said:
"I just sensed a strange aura. Did you guys notice it?"
The two female guards looked at each other and said, "Perhaps the Peacock King's carriage disturbed the Saint?"
Qing Ruo exhaled slowly, her eyes fell on the majestic Peacock Mountain carriage through the window lattice, and she said softly:
"Prince Peacock died in the secret realm, and it was related to Saint Ayiduo. The Peacock King will indeed come to ask for an explanation. I believe that our Highness is now in a state of panic."
When the female guard mentioned this, she was a little puzzled: "Saint, do we really need to cooperate with Nanjiang? Her Highness Ayiduo has an iron fist. If we cooperate with her, I'm afraid we will be courting disaster."