big week bad guy

Chapter 112 Who is lying
As the son of Duke Cheng of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Xun is not someone who has seen the world, but he can't help feeling the majesty of Mojieju at this moment.

Apart from the insurmountable height due to imperial regulations, the buildings in Mojie Juzhong can really be regarded as the best in Chang'an City.

Moreover, each building is full of exotic colors, which can be remembered at once.

This Heguang-jun can really be regarded as rich as an enemy.

Zhao Xun was led all the way to a moon gate by the guards. The guard bowed his hands respectfully to Zhao Xun and saluted, "The inside is the inner house, so go in anyway. Someone will pick up the official."

Zhao Xun nodded slightly to thank him.

He stepped through the moon gate and found that the inner house was a completely different scene.

If the outer house is full of Western style, then the inner house is completely in the style of Jiangnan gardens.

This is very strange to He Guangjun, it is nothing to change styles, but it is the first time Zhao Xun has seen such a clear style change in a mansion.

And this Mojieju is the outer house in the Western Regions, and the inner house in the South of the Yangtze River.

Does it mean that He Guangjun still favors Jiangnan style in essence?

"My lord, please follow me."

Zhao Xun searched for his reputation, and saw a boy dressed in green clothes and a hat respectfully saluting him.

"All right."

Zhao Xun spit out a single word.

The area of ​​the inner house is no smaller than that of the outer house. Zhao Xun followed the young man in green clothes all the way through the hall and courtyard, and it took him three cups of tea before he came to a building on the top of a hill.

"The lord is right inside, the official please go ahead."

The young servant in Tsing Yi lowered his eyebrows and said obediently.

Zhao Xun nodded, shook his robe, and walked into the house.

The house is fragrant, and the smog makes people feel as if they are in a fairyland.

Zhao Xu walked around a screen covered with wishful cloud patterns and saw a middle-aged man with beard sitting in front of an ebony table.

This man does not look like an ordinary Han in terms of bone or skin, he is obviously a barbarian from the Western Regions.

Zhao Xun concluded that the person in front of him was He Guangjun, so he crossed his hands and said: "He Guangjun, I, Zhao Xun, the villain in the scarlet robe, are polite here."

It would have been impolite for him to pay a sudden visit without prior notice.

This He Guangjun is also a prominent figure in Chang'an City, and Zhao Xun's words are also full of gestures, which can be regarded as giving him enough face.

Sure enough, He Guangjun smiled on his face when he heard the words, and reached out his hand and nodded: "Master Zhao, please sit down."

Zhao Xun was also polite, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down on the chair.

"I don't know what advice Mr. Zhao has for coming to the humble house?"

He Guangjun picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"To be honest, I also heard that He Guang-jun is very familiar with the Western Regions, so I came here to ask for advice."

"Don't dare."

He Guangjun put down his teacup and said softly, "I know something about the Western Regions, Master Zhao, please ask."

Zhao Xun was very happy in his heart, it is so easy to talk to smart people.

With such cooperation with Guangjun, things are much simpler.

"Heguang-jun, have you ever heard of the Buddhist empty escape technique?"

"I've heard that this is a unique secret technique of the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, which can make people move in space."

"It should only be used by practitioners, right?"

"nature."

Zhao Xun already had a basic judgment in his heart when he heard this.

If Nanfeng really rescued Princess Xuanhuai, it should prove that Nanfeng was originally a practitioner.

This way everything can be explained.

"Have you ever heard of South Wind? Or... Guyel?"

Although Zhao Xun knew that it was unlikely that He Guangjun would know about this person, he decided to give it a try.

"heard about it."

He Guangjun still said lightly.

This time Zhao Xun was surprised.

What, He Guang-jun has heard of it! ?
He actually knew who Nanfeng was!
Zhao Xun tried his best to calm down, and then asked in a harmonious voice, "Can you tell me something about this person?"

Although Zhao Xun already had a certain understanding of Nanfeng by consulting the files in the file library, he still wanted to hear what Nanfeng was like in He Guangjun's mouth.

"A long, long time ago, the Henir family, a local wealthy family in the state of Kang, gave birth to a child and named him Guyel. When the child was born, he was shrouded in golden Buddha light. The patriarch of the Henir family was very happy and thought that the family Blessed by the Buddha."

Zhao Xun couldn't help frowning secretly when he heard this.

Is it so illusory right from the start?
But this is also an old tradition.

In history, any person with a head and a face likes to have some visions at the time of birth to put gold on his face.

This can not only add a sense of mystery, but also maximize the status.

"Later, Guyer grew up slowly, and gradually showed his talent, the talent of practice."

He Guangjun said indifferently: "The Henier family relies on business in the Kang country, but it's not that they don't want a practitioner in the family. Because a practitioner can protect the family from bullying."

"So Guyer was sent by his family to a local Buddhist temple to practice, and he practiced for ten years."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun secretly frowned.

How is this different from what he saw in the dossier?
The dossier clearly stated that Gu Yeer was a son of a concubine, who was bullied by the direct line of the family, and could not survive, so he ran away from home and embarked on the business journey to Chang'an with the caravan.

But according to He Guang-jun, Gu Yeer is obviously very valued by the family, and is completely raised as a direct branch.

After all, it takes huge resources to cultivate a practitioner, not only money but also contacts.

There is an obvious conflict between the two arguments.

Who the hell is telling the truth?

It is reasonable to say that Zhao Xun should be inclined to dossier records, because he has seen the great skill of the big case.

But somehow he felt that what He Guangjun said was very convincing.

"Buddhism has been practiced for ten years... so Guyeer has learned a lot of Buddhist exercises in the Western Regions, including the empty escape technique?"

Zhao Xun asked in a deep voice.

"good."

He Guangjun nodded.

"Guyer's cultivation qualifications are very good, and he was quickly promoted to the fourth rank of Buddhism."

Zhao Xun couldn't help gasping when he heard this.

According to the division of the nine ranks of the practice system, the fourth rank is already considered a high-rank practitioner.

The fourth grade of Buddhism is the Ninja realm, and the strong in this realm can train a body of copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary skills can't hurt them at all.And even if you are injured, as long as it is not a fatal injury, you can quickly recover by yourself.

Terrible, I didn't expect Guyer's talent to be so terrifying.

Promoted from rank nine to rank four in ten years, if placed in the Central Plains, he would definitely be praised as an inexhaustible genius.

"However, Guyel encountered difficulties after reaching the fourth rank. He was completely lost like a businessman who walked into the desert and encountered a sandstorm. He racked his brains and still couldn't find a way to break through the realm and enter the third rank."

He Guangjun sighed and said, "Finally, at the suggestion of the family, Guyeer embarked on the Silk Road and resolutely went to Chang'an to seek Taoism."

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(End of this chapter)