Li Xianyu didn't say anything. He opened the folded portrait first and placed it on the ground, juxtaposed with the portrait of Duan Yanqing when he was young.
"Duan Yu." Duan Yanqing was slightly startled when he saw the portrait Li Xianyu had posed. He glanced at Li Xianyu from the corner of his eye and saw that he was smiling. He couldn't help but feel suspicious and began to look at Duan Yu's portrait carefully. .
Perhaps he had met Duan Yu before, but when he saw Duan Yu's portrait, Duan Yanqing didn't feel anything at all.
When I first caught a glimpse of a portrait of myself when I was young, I was stunned.
These two faces...seem a bit similar.
After careful comparison, a look of astonishment flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.
Not a little bit similar, at least 70%25 similar.
What's going on?
Why does Duan Zhengchun's son look so much like me?
Duan Yanqing was a little confused.
"You might as well think about what Duan Zhengchun looks like." Li Xianyu reminded from the side.
Duan Yanqing's heart moved. Duan Zhengchun has a Chinese-character face, but Duan Yu's face shape has nothing to do with the Chinese-character face.
"Impossible." Duan Yanqing calmed down and shook his head, but his heart was still full of doubts.
"Why is it impossible?" Li Xianyu asked with a smile.
Duan Yanqing said: "Although I am full of evil, I have never been interested in things between men and women. It is impossible for me to have a son, let alone Duan Yu."
"That's it." Li Xianyu's smile became full-bodied and he suddenly said, "When you encountered a powerful enemy and became disabled, did you ever see Master Kurong outside Tianlong Temple?"
Duan Yanqing's expression changed and he suddenly looked at Li Xianyu.
Li Xianyu's smile remained unchanged and continued: "You didn't see it, and you couldn't have seen it. You should have died of despair."
Duan Yanqing's eyes were as cold as a ferocious beast.
"Outside Tianlong Temple, you met a female Bodhisattva." Li Xianyu said with a long smile, "At that time, you were like a beggar, sloppy and dirty.
And that Bodhisattva, dressed in white as snow, with long flowing hair, spotless and extremely holy.
Under the bodhi tree, she didn't mind your filthiness, gave you the best memories, and pulled you out of despair. "
"You...what else do you know?" Duan Yanqing's throat trembled, but he did not make any sound, and the voice in his abdomen was hoarse and trembling.
Li Xianyu said: "That female Bodhisattva not only gave you the motivation to live, but also helped you continue the fragrance of life."
"What do you mean?" Duan Yanqing stared at Li Xianyu.
Li Xianyu said: "The Bodhisattva lives in Yuxu Temple in Dali."
"Yuxu Temple..."
Duan Yanqing knew Yuxu Temple.
That is the Taoist temple of Princess Dao Baifeng of Zhennan, Dali.
"Reality is not as beautiful as you think." Li Xianyu said, "She is not a Bodhisattva, she is just a miserable woman who was betrayed by her husband.
Duan Zhengchun is a romantic by nature, you should already know this. "
Duan Yanqing nodded subconsciously, his usually calm mind now in chaos.
Li Xianyu said: "Dao Baifeng was born in the Baiyi tribe and is the daughter of the chief of the Baiyi tribe. The marriage custom of the Baiyi tribe is monogamy. You should also understand this."
Duan Yanqing nodded again. As the former Prince Yanqing of Dali, he knew the customs of the thirteen major clans in Dali very well.
"At that time, Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng had a political marriage." Li Xianyu said, "Duan Zhengchun was good at smooth talk and deceived Dao Baifeng into liking him.
As a result, he, who was naturally romantic, fell in love with another woman within a few days.
Dao Baifeng was grieved and decided to take revenge. It happened that she met the desperate you. "
Duan Yanqing's expression changed.
Li Xianyu said no more.
These are enough.
The next time should be left to Duan Yanqing's memories.
Duan Yanqing is indeed reminiscing.
In fact, he never forgot this incident.
But, he never recalled it.
He was afraid that his memories would blaspheme the female Bodhisattva.
At this moment, he is remembering.
The appearance of the female Bodhisattva appeared in my mind, and I recalled the tears shed by the female Bodhisattva.
A long, long time.
Duan Yanqing looked at the two portraits on the ground again.
Looking at it now, the similarity seems to be 89%25.
"He is my son." Duan Yanqing never dared to imagine that he would have a son.
"You will definitely not believe my words for the first time." Li Xianyu chuckled, "I don't think I need to teach you how to determine whether this matter is true or false."
Duan Yanqing said nothing. If he wanted to confirm whether this matter was true or not, he only needed to ask the other person involved in the matter.
Looking at the two portraits on the ground, he actually believed it in his heart.
"If you ask rashly, I'm afraid the princess will never admit it." Li Xianyu said.
Duan Yanqing's eyes moved slightly and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"On my wedding day, Duan Zhengchun will definitely come to Mantuo Villa." Li Xianyu said.
Duan Yanqing's heart moved, and he knew what Li Xianyu wanted to say.
Li Xianyu said: "In addition, you have to think about it, if what I say is true, will you continue to take revenge on Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun, the Duan family members."
Duan Yanqing frowned and said calmly: "You don't need to worry about this."
"Yes, this has nothing to do with me." Li Xianyu nodded, then said, "Then...are you still going to kill me now?"
Duan Yanqing was silent. What Li Xianyu just said was completely beyond his imagination.
"That matter... no one should know about it. How did you know about it?" Duan Yanqing looked at Li Xianyu, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Li Xianyu said: "If I were you, I wouldn't ask this kind of question."
Duan Yanqing's eyes narrowed slightly and he didn't ask any more questions.
But a character came to mind: 'Nan Murong' Murong Fu.
Thinking that the person in front of him could make Ye Erniang kneel down with just a few words, the image of Li Xianyu and Murong Fu in Duan Yanqing's heart became even more profound and strange.
"Time is very tight, you teach me how to transmit sounds first, and then go to Xixia immediately." Li Xianyu was no longer polite.
Duan Yanqing hesitated for a moment, then used the iron crutch in his hand as a pen and waved it repeatedly on a blank piece of drawing paper.
Not long after.
The blank drawing paper is filled with words and a map of the meridians.
Duan Yanqing left.
He is not a good person, but he always keeps his word and repays kindness.
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? I still want to try my penis with you."
Li Xianyu muttered.
In the past few days, he has been practicing Yiyang Finger, and the progress is quite smooth.
After silently reciting the 'sound transmission' method on the drawing paper twice, Li Xianyu thought for a while, then walked out of the room and came to Wang Yuyan's door.
Wang Yuyan was a little confused.
Not long ago, she cried in front of Li Xianyu, and her eyes were still red.
"I have acquired a new skill, let's study it together." Li Xianyu was the first to welcome Wang Yuyan into Wang Yuyan's room.
"Oh, okay." Wang Yuyan closed the door and saw Li Xian sitting next to her bed, her cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and her heart became even more confused.
She thought that the two of them would keep a distance from each other in the future.
Li Xianyu's expression was very natural.
His mental circuit is very clear: no matter whether it is teasing or cheating, it cannot affect his cultivation.
Wang Yuyan gradually calmed down and began to study this sound transmission method.
To put it simply, this is a special use of Qi. The Qi is condensed into threads, and the sound is attached to the Qi threads and transmitted to the ears of the target person.
When the sound is transmitted, only the target person can hear it.
"It doesn't seem to be easy to do." Li Xianyu said.
Wang Yuyan nodded and said: "First of all, you must learn to make sounds without moving your mouth, similar to the ventriloquism of the evil man.
Secondly, the mouth must be able to accurately control the true energy so that the true energy becomes threads and gathers without scattering.
Finally, the sound must be transmitted only through zhenqi, so that others cannot hear it at all..."
Li Xianyu needs to know more about the propagation of sound and knows how difficult it is.
The two discussed together for an entire afternoon before they finally figured out how to practice.
"Do you still remember that I promised you before that I would teach you a martial arts that can make you beautiful?" In the evening, Li Xianyu looked at Wang Yuyan's charming face and said warmly, "I ask you now, what will you do next? If you want to learn martial arts, you should spend 'couple time' with me.”
Wang Yuyan lowered her head, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.
Li Xianyu looked at Wang Yuyan quietly.
After a while.
"You can learn martial arts at any time..." Wang Yuyan whispered. At the end of the sentence, her voice was as low as a mosquito's moan, and her cheeks turned red to her neck.
"That's true." Li Xianyu looked at Wang Yuyan with a smile.
Wang Yuyan lowered her head even lower.
Li Xianyu reached out and lifted Wang Yuyan's chin forcefully, causing her to raise her head.
"What are you doing with your head down? Look at me carefully. Aren't you going to spend your 'couple time'?"
Wang Yuyan took one look and didn't dare to look again.
She felt that Brother Li in front of her seemed to have a ferocious beast living in his eyes, wanting to eat her.
Full of overbearing aggression.
In the following 'couple time', Wang Yuyan felt like a small boat floating in huge waves, and Brother Li in front of her was like a huge wave.
Every move she makes is under the arrangement of Brother Li.
Even her heart followed Brother Li uncontrollably.
This feeling made her unable to think and refuse.
…
Xixia, the imperial capital.
In an inn.
Gong Yeqian and Bao Bubu came back to resume their duties.
A few days ago, the wedding invitation regarding the marriage of Li Xianyu and Wang Yuyan was delivered to Murong Fu. Murong Fu sent Gong Yeqian and Bao Bubuoy from the Western Grand Chamberlain back to Gusu City to inquire about the situation.
These two people brought the 'truth' about Wang Yuyan and Li Xianyu's marriage. At the same time, the story about Li Xianyu's fame in Dali Kingdom also spread to Xixia.
Murong Fu and the ministers of the Western Dynasty were stunned when they heard that Li Xianyu had kidnapped Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding of Dali, Duan Zhengchun, Prince of Zhennan, and the Crown Prince Duan Yu, and then escaped unharmed...
So confused... In comparison, it doesn't seem so surprising that Duan Yu is the crown prince of Dali.
"He is a ruthless man." Deng Baichuan, the eldest member of the Xi family, admired.
"That's right, for a scholar to hold the leader of a country hostage is...unheard of." Bao BuTong also praised, "It's even more remarkable that he managed to escape unscathed."
Feng BoE, who had previously looked down upon Li Xianyu, was speechless at this time.
Gong Yeqian glanced at Murong Fu and suggested: "Master, why don't we also imitate this man named Li and compare the Xixia people..."
Murong Fu paused, shook his head, and said: "The situation in Xixia Kingdom is more complicated. Li Liangzuo is not a fool. His strength should not be weak."
"Have you ever been in contact with Princess Yinchuan?" Bao BuTong asked. He and Gong Yeqian had just returned from Taihu Lake and didn't understand the situation here yet.
Murong Fu was silent.
Princess Yinchuan has a distinguished status and is not something anyone can see if they want to.
As Li Yanzong of Xixia Yipintang, he could get close to the maids next to Princess Yinchuan at most.
As for his identity as "Nan Murong", it was not easy to use in Xixia, and he did not want the Gusu Murong family to lose their dignity.
"Everything is difficult at the beginning." Deng Baichuan said, "The main thing we still lack is an opportunity to get close to the powerful people of Xixia."
"If you ask me, we should kidnap a Xixia minister first." Feng BoE said. He had not fought a single fight during these days in Xixia. He had suffered enough.
"It's not that simple." Murong Fu shook his head and said, "We still know too little about Xixia now, and acting rashly will most likely be counterproductive."
"What do you mean by that?" Gong Yeqian asked.
The other three ministers also looked at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu said slowly: "Go back to Gusu first, and then make plans."
"Back to Gusu..." All the ministers in the West were moved. Bao Tongtong smiled and said, "Young master wants to steal the marriage? Hehe, there will be a good show then."
Feng BoE also smiled.
Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian didn't smile. They had a vague feeling that the purpose of their son's return to Suzhou was not as simple as stealing a marriage.
"Why do you want to steal the marriage?" Murong Fu smiled calmly and said, "Have you forgotten the purpose of why we are in Xixia now?"
Bao BuTong and Feng BoE were startled.
"What do you mean, Master?" Deng Baichuan asked, feeling like a mirror in his heart.
"Acquire talents and use them for me!"
