"Bring it to me and see!"
Zhao Yan's sudden movement startled Banhe, but she still handed over the small letter obediently.
“…it is indeed the road.”
"But Sister Yingying never writes such irrelevant content on the letterhead..."
"Am I overthinking it?"
He casually crushed the letter into powder and let the breeze take it away. Zhao Yan also frowned.
Ren Yingying has a very pragmatic character and will never do meaningless things.
Even a word of concern would probably be considered unnecessary and she would keep it in her heart.
Not to mention written specifically on the letterhead used to deliver the message.
So which way is this "road"...
"Master, what happened?"
Banhe looked at Zhao Yan solemnly.
To be honest, she never thought it was wise for a king to enter the territory of another country alone.
Even if all countries signed an armistice agreement, there was no official reason to attack him.
But organizing Jianghu people to attack and kill is a must.
If something goes wrong...
She didn't want to think about the consequences.
"It's okay, just keep going."
Zhao Yan smiled lightly and lay back again.
Lift your leg and gently kick the horse's butt, and the horse will start running immediately.
Seeing this, Banhe also tightened his grip on the horse's belly to follow.
……
Zhao Yan must be the most maverick prince.
Among all the countries in the Nine Provinces, the emperors all have brothers, some are like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, with more than twenty princes, and some are like the Song Dynasty, with only one remaining.
There were many princes who practiced martial arts, but none of them were as advanced as Zhao Yan.
There are also some princes who have great attainments in poetry and prose, but Zhao Yan was known as a child prodigy before he was ten years old, and many famous works are widely circulated in the literary world.
This sounds like a perfect prince with both civil and military skills.
He acted in a low-key manner and was respectful to the emperor of the Song Dynasty. He was a model in his simple words.
But because of his absurd behavior when he was young, the most profound impression he has on the world is that of the Sex Demon King.
Coupled with the Yingying Yanyan from Sanxian Village, there is no way to quibble even if you want to.
After all, the world is more willing to believe these gossips, and no one likes to discuss a saint.
A lustful prince is more topical than a prince who is both civil and military.
Therefore, in addition to the people of the Song Dynasty having a natural respect for Zhao Yan, outside the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yan's image was basically that of a sex demon.
My feelings towards him are also extremely complicated.
This is how Geng Yujing feels now.
When he looked at Zhao Yan on the horse, his first impression was that he was handsome, so handsome!
Then an idea immediately came to mind:
Such a man, even if he is a pervert, is also a pervert that women love...
He is also a sex demon with great martial arts skills and unparalleled talents!
No woman will reject him!
"Hey, boy, have you seen enough? Take me to see your old Taoist priest."
Uh...that's quite rude. Points will be deducted.
Geng Yujing thought secretly, then saluted and said:
"Please get off your horse and follow Pindao up the mountain."
"Well, the little Taoist priest is quite handsome. Would you like me to introduce you to a nun as your concubine?"
Zhao Yan got off his horse and made a joke.
Banhe was not surprised, he took off the Qitian Sword Box from another horse, put it on his back, and followed Zhao Yan.
"The prince is joking. Pindao is a monk and cannot get married."
Geng Yujing led the way. He saw the fellow disciples guarding the mountain gate trying to hold back their laughter and burying their heads in embarrassment.
There is a distinction between Taoist priests and non-monastic monks.
Taoist priests who do not become monks are also called lay people, while those who become monks are considered true Taoist priests.
Monk Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain do not get married, do not eat meat, must wear Taoist robes, tie their hair and grow beards, and practice hard every day. Yu Lianzhou, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, is a Taoist monk.
As his disciple, Geng Yujing is naturally a Taoist monk.
But in Wudang, there are also many Taoist priests who are not monks. They are allowed to get married, eat meat, and do not need to wear Taoist robes on weekdays. There are no requirements for beards and hair.
For example, Zhang Cuishan is a Taoist priest who does not become a monk, and is also called a lay disciple.
There is no strict restriction on whether the Wudang Party can become a monk or not. They have both, they are dependent on each other and do not affect each other.
"Why did you leave home at such a young age? Have you ever tasted the taste of a woman?"
"After I go down the mountain and see the world of mortals, I will never want to go up the mountain again."
"Cultivation is as bad as it is, return to secular life, I will take you to a brothel."
Zhao Yan walked on the mountain road, teasing the young Taoist priest wantonly.
Anyone who could be sent by Zhang Sanfeng to greet him would naturally not be an insignificant disciple in the eyes of the old man.
But there is nothing special about this little Taoist priest.
Apart from his handsome appearance and seemingly honest and honest personality, there is really nothing noteworthy about him.
Geng Yujing listened to Zhao Yan's nonsense behind him and had to quietly speed up his pace. He just hoped to reach the top of the mountain quickly, but he did not dare to listen to these dirty words any more.
But then I thought about how my master asked me to follow this person from now on...
Suddenly my heart felt like death.
Is it possible that in the days to come, I have to poke my ears?
"Master, have you ever been to a brothel?"
Just when Zhao Yan was getting more and more unreasonable as he spoke, Banhe said coldly behind him.
"Well…"
"How is that possible? You're teasing him."
"Hehehe..."
After the awkward laughter, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.
Zhao Yan was not afraid of Banhe being angry.
But once she admits it, she will definitely spread the word when she returns to Sanxian Village.
In the next period of time, Wang Yuyan's eyes would look at her with long-lasting resentment.
This was the most unbearable scene for him.
Hu…
The demonic sound no longer penetrated his ears. Geng Yujing took a long breath and expressed his deep gratitude to the sword-carrying sister behind him.
But he also became curious about her sword box.
The Wudang sect is good at refining weapons.
There are also many magic weapons refined on the mountain.
For example, the famous "Taiyi Light Sword", "Seven Star Sword", "Zixu Sword" and so on are famous in Kyushu.
Of course, the most famous one must be the "Zhenwu Sword" worn by the leader Zhang Zhenren.
It's just that this divine sword has been sealed for more than 20 years, and he has never seen it before.
"Why, are you interested in this sword box?"
Zhao Yan asked funnyly when he saw Geng Yujing secretly looking at the Qitian Sword Box.
Although the latter was afraid of the prince's unreliable words, he still nodded hesitantly when he saw the huge sword box that he had never seen before.
"Have you ever heard of Hidden Sword Villa?"
"You know, they are the most famous sword-making family in the Tang Dynasty."
Geng Yujing nodded repeatedly.
As soon as he heard the name, he became more interested in the sword box.
Although Wudang Weapon Refining is strong, compared with Hidden Sword Villa, which specializes in sword making, it is still a matter of specialization in the art.
I dare not say that it is not comparable, but he must have his own unique sword-making skills to be famous in the martial arts world.
"Good knowledge. This sword box was made by Hidden Sword Villa. It contains seven famous swords."
Zhao Yan introduced casually.
"It's only two handles short, and it will be full."
“Seven patterns!!”
Geng Yujing exclaimed.
Every time a famous sword comes out in the world, it can start a big fight.
There are actually seven swords in this sword box!
This isn't a sword box, it's clearly a hot potato!
