Chapter 270 Encountering the Empress by chance
Establish a county government.
Mr. Xin was still sweeping the fallen leaves at a slow speed.
"Swish~"
"Swish~"
Every time he lifted the broom, a bit of dust would rise.
He didn't sweep the floor quickly, but his eyes were extremely serious.
He has always been a serious person.
"Um~"
A voice sounded softly in his ears.
The broom in Mr. Xin's hand suddenly stopped.
His brows frowned slightly.
Then a touch of self-deprecation slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The deadline is approaching, and even a third-rank martial artist can't escape the cycle of reincarnation in heaven and earth."
"Time is the fate."
His voice was very light.
It seems to be sarcastic, and it also feels powerless.
"Swish~"
The broom brushed across the ground.
"Come..."
Another sound came from the room.
After the sound rang.
The broom in Mr. Xin's hand stopped.
He suddenly looked up at the house!
"Help me get up!!"
The sound from the room came out again.
"Pai."
The broom fell to the ground.
There was no one in the yard.
...
"Sir Ji... Lord?"
When Mr. Xin's eyes touched Ji Hongli, who was naked on the ground.
His pupils suddenly shrank:
"Aren't you leaving?!!"
Absolutely strong man in the third grade.
After seeing Ji Hongli naked on the ground, he felt a little numb.
Ji Hongli raised his head in a daze, and when he saw Mr. Xin's astonished gaze.
I was shocked at first.
Then he suddenly looked up and turned around, and there was a hint of horror in his voice:
"Where is the King of Southern?!"
Mr. Xin took a deep breath.
He squinted his eyes: "Are you Mr. Ji?"
After hearing this, Ji Hongli put the clothes on the ground on himself, then took a deep breath and stood up from the ground, stared at Mr. Xin and asked:
"What about that?"
"Just just now, Xin saw with his own eyes that you were walking outside Jianjun Prefecture with your servants from the courtyard."
"The Confucian and Taoist methods of asking questions about the heart are also used."
There was a hint of solemnity in Mr. Xin's voice.
"What?!!"
As soon as this was said.
Ji Hongli was shocked.
He is not a fool.
Mr. Xin just said a few words, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"King Nan... has left Jianjun Prefecture?"
Ji Hongli narrowed his eyes and murmured slightly.
"So, how should you prove that you are Ji Hongli?" Mr. Xin stared at Ji Hongli tightly.
The momentum on his body slowly became thicker.
Pressing towards Ji Hongli.
...
Ji Hongli's face froze slightly.
Then he looked at Mr. Xin.
The warrior is indeed vulgar!
It’s impossible to see such a simple trick-changing policy!
Ji Hongli circulated the righteousness in his body, and a hint of green aura lingered between his fingers.
The whole room seemed to become solemn.
Seeing this scene.
Mr. Xin's eyes also became confused.
He was a little confused for a moment, which one was the real Ji Hongli...
"And Mr. Xin, your deadline is approaching. Don't forget the life-enhancing thing that I promised you!"
Ji Hongli took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Xin solemnly.
As soon as this was said.
Mr. Xin completely let go of his doubts.
"You tell me everything that just happened."
Ji Hongli recalled the scene in his mind that the Southern King suddenly attacked him before he was unconscious.
Mr. Xin spoke slowly:
“……………”
Following Mr. Xin's description.
Ji Hongli's eyebrows were tightly condensed together.
"You said that the person who pretended to be his official is also a Confucian scholar?"
Mr. Xin nodded.
Seeing Mr. Xin nodding, Ji Hongli's thoughts were blocked.
No...
He was still wondering if the King of Southern changed his appearance and sneaked away.
But he quickly rejected it. Nowadays, there are many people in the entire Tokyo city like him who hope that the Southern King will be alive.
But equally, more people hope that the Southern King will die!
No matter how stupid the King of Southern is, he will not choose to leave his protection.
"And the King of Southern practices martial arts, and it is impossible for Confucianism and martial arts to practice together..."
Thinking of Ji Hongli's brows frowned tightly again.
Bizarre.
Too bizarre.
His son is incredibly chaotic.
After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Mr. Xin, and asked in a faint voice:
"Do you know that there is no treasure in this world that can change your appearance?"
Mr. Xin was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Then he thought for a moment and pondered:
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"I only know that in legend, there is always a heavenly talisman in the Taoist sect that can change the appearance of a person, but it is related to the user's spiritual power. If the power of the spiritual consciousness is not strong, it will be easily discovered."
"Daomen, Fu Sect..."
Ji Hongli was stunned.
Then his face suddenly became gloomy.
…………
In the carriage.
Zeng Anmin gently lifted the curtain and looked out the street.
Today is his first day in the construction of the county government.
It made the Southern King "disappear" so smoothly.
"But next, we will hide our whereabouts."
The Southern King disappeared.
The person who is most urgent must be Ji Hongli.
At most one hour.
After Ji Hongli woke up from Jianjun Mansion, he would definitely look for the "King of the South".
Zeng Anmin thought for a moment in the carriage.
After pondering slightly, his appearance changed again.
He touched his face.
"Good brother, I can only lend you your face."
His appearance was mediocre at this time.
It was the face of his childhood friend in his previous life.
"I'll go back one day when I travel back, please drink!"
While speaking, he took out a piece of clothing from the preparation space and started changing it.
…………
The carriage passed by.
A figure fell silently from the carriage.
"Da~"
Zeng Anmin gently opened the folding fan in his hand.
"Swish!"
A smile appeared on his ordinary face.
He looked at a loft with bright lights and wine in front of him.
He took a deep breath intoxication.
"Finally...can enjoy life."
"No political struggle."
"There is no strict investigation for my father."
"A foreign country."
"Very good."
His voice whispered.
Open your eyes.
As soon as his eyes opened, an accident flashed across his face.
Right in front of him, a figure was walking forward sneakily.
Two women sitting next to him were accompanying him.
"The boy from Meiyulou who helped the young master get the lotus of the sky?"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes after seeing him.
Is it him? !
This kid is not moving slowly.
Zeng Anmin's mind turned slightly and a smile evoked.
"Test him first, whether my speculation was correct that day."
"If it's what I guess..."
A strange look flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
But without thinking too much, he followed directly.
"Jiangfangsi."
Three big words come into view.
I saw the figure of the boy entering the Jiaofangsi.
Zeng Anmin was not nervous either. Anyway, he was not holding his own face now, so he simply let himself go.
"Swish!!"
The folding fan was opened suddenly by him!
Walking in the eight-character steps, he entered the gate of Jiaofangsi with a swagger, and raised his voice:
"First get three or five courtesans for the young master to see their appearance!!"
…………
But what he didn't know was.
Right behind him.
An ordinary carriage parked on the street.
Two figures sat in the carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was gently lowered.
A voice sounded disgusted: "My sister's people are so vulgar. Do you really want to go?"
(This chapter ends)