Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 843: Taking Lin'an
Three hours later.

at dusk.

The lakeside cottage was chilly in the autumn, so Gangzi and Xuanzi hung curtains all around and added a layer of bamboo blinds. The hall became much warmer, and at least Lin'an could run barefoot on the ground without complaining about cold feet.

At this time, Chu Pingsheng was sitting in the main seat facing the door. At the dining table, Lin An didn't look like a princess at all. She picked up a piece of steamed venison and put it on his plate: "Try this. How is it compared to the steamed venison in Guiyue Tower? This is what I asked Xuanzi to bring from the palace."

Chu Pingsheng picked up a piece and put it in his mouth: "It's a bit light, not as layered as the one in Guiyue Tower, but the cooking time is very good, locking the broth and fat in it. It tastes very fragrant and not greasy."

"As long as you like it, come on, eat more."

Lin'an rolled up his sleeves and put two more pieces of venison on his plate.

At this time, Gangzi, who was in charge of making tea, touched her ankle from behind. The second princess coughed lightly and grabbed the celadon wine pot in front of her: "Master, here, this is the new tribute wine from Ganquan County, called Tianzi Hu, which means..."

She turned around and asked for help: "What was it?"

Gangzi said, "I won't get off the boat even if the emperor calls me."

Chu Pingsheng let her fill the glass: "What do you mean?"

Lin'an said, "It is said that during the reign of Emperor Wenzong, the whole country valued literature, and the status of civil officials who graduated from Confucian academies was much higher than that of warriors. Once, Emperor Wenzong was on a tour to the south and passed by..."

She turned around and asked, "Where did you pass by?"

Gangzi reminded: "Li River in Qingzhou."

"Oh, yes, it was the Li River in Qingzhou. At that time, there was a drunk man lying on a boat, reciting poetry loudly, and the sound startled the southern tour team. Emperor Wenzong asked who wrote the poem and sent a eunuch to summon him, but the man didn't care at all and arrogantly said..."

She winked at Gangzi again.

The female official reminded: "One fish, two wines, three freedoms. The emperor will not leave the boat when he calls."

"Oh, right, right, that's it." Lin'an continued, "The accompanying generals wanted to punish the man, but were scolded by Emperor Wenzong. They sent someone to ask what kind of wine he drank, and the man answered that it was "Zei Bold" in the West Market of Ganquan. After that, Emperor Wenzong's motorcade entered the city and indeed found a wine shop in the West Market called "Zei Bold". After drinking it, Emperor Wenzong was very happy and said that Bold wine was a bit vulgar and should be called "The Emperor Calls but He Doesn't Get Off the Boat". Since then, Ganquan County in Qingzhou has offered several large jars every year. Later, after the establishment of the Imperial College, it was believed that "The Emperor Calls but He Doesn't Get Off the Boat" undermined the emperor's authority, so the last few words were removed and changed to "The Emperor Calls."

"I see."

Chu Pingsheng picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Bold wine, it is indeed just right."

After he finished speaking, he saw that she was stunned, so he grabbed the wine jug and poured her a glass.

"Princess, please."

Princess Lin'an picked up the cup, glanced at the female official, smiled slightly, and let him drink it all.

"Come on, come on."

Chu Pingsheng called Gangzi again: "Come too, we're going to drink, and of course the more people the better."

The female official said: "Today the princess is hosting a banquet for the master, and I, a maid..."

"Have you forgotten what this wine is called? Bold wine. The fisherman didn't even give face to Emperor Wenzong, and just let you drink a little wine with the princess. What's the problem? As long as Lin'an doesn't blame you, no one else dares to say anything. Even Concubine Chen can't punish you, because this means disrespecting Emperor Wenzong."

"This……"

Lin'an winked at her.

Gangzi understood immediately, picked up the glass and filled it up: "Master, Gangzi toasts to you."

"it is good."

Chu Pingsheng picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Xuan Zi, Xuan Zi..."

"I am here, Princess, but do you have anything to tell me?"

"You should also come and toast the master."

Lin An motioned for Gang Zixin to take the wine glass and said, "The master said that this wine...is more enjoyable when we drink it together."

"Yes."

With Gangzi as an example, Xuanzi naturally had no hesitation and took the wine glass: "Master, please."

"please."

Chu Pingsheng drank the wine in the cup again.

Lin'an was very satisfied when he saw the maids and eunuchs toasting the monk one glass after another.

"Come on, it's my turn."

After Lin An toasted, he became playful and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white and tender hands with jade bracelets: "It's boring to just drink, how about playing finger-guessing?"

Chu Pingsheng smiled and said, "You know a lot, don't you?"

Gangzi might be a little drunk, he covered his mouth and nose and said: "The princess can make the teacher faint on the spot when learning poetry and songs, but when it comes to playing games, she can master it at once, and she is invincible in the harem."

"Gangzi." Lin'an looked angry.

The female official was different from her usual self. She stuck out her tongue and made a face. It seemed that she was drunk and began to let her nature run wild.

"Okay, let's play rock-paper-scissors. I'm not afraid of you." Chu Pingsheng's face and head were equally bright red.

"Come on, play finger-guessing, play finger-guessing."

Lin'an threw back his arms and used his little hands to exert force.

"With all my heart."

"Hello, brothers."

"Three-star photo."

"Four Seasons Wealth."

"..."

"Master, you made a mistake. Drink."

Chu Pingsheng was fined a glass of wine.

"Come again." Lin'an simply pulled over a short stool, put his feet on it, looked down at Chu Pingsheng, then stretched out his arms and spread his little hands.

"Six six six."

"Seven tricks."

"Eight horses."

"Nine long have."

"You lose again, drink now."

Lin'an pinched her waist and laughed out loud, with two deep dimples on the corners of her mouth and her eyebrows almost flying up to the sky. Gangzi, who was standing beside her, twitched his cheeks and covered his eyes with his hands, unable to bear to watch.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present, otherwise Princess Lin'an would have been laughed to death with her current behavior.

"Master, drink some tea to sober you up."

She glanced at the tea table behind her, stood up and walked over, picked up the beautiful Tianmu cup, poured a cup of tea and brought it to Chu Pingsheng.

He took it in his hand and drank it down without even looking at it.

Gangzi took the empty cup, motioned Xuanzi to pour more tea, and rolled up his sleeves and said, "Master, let's do it."

"it is good."

Chu Pingsheng never refused anyone and played with Xuanzi again.

"The five leaders."

"Six six six..."

"Eight horses."

"It's perfect."

Lin'an, Gangzi and Xuanzi, the master and servant, played finger-guessing games with the monks. Chu Pingsheng lost more often than he won. He drank one cup after another. At first his face turned red, then his head and neck turned red, and he could not speak clearly at last.

They drank until the moon was at its highest point in the sky. Xuanzi slipped out and lay under the food table. Gangzi staggered forward and finished his drink with the monk. Then he tilted his head and fell asleep on the food table.

Lin'an stood on a low stool, pinched his waist, looked up, and laughed triumphantly like a winner.

When the bamboo curtains were lifted, the drapes parted, and a breeze from the lake blew by, she stopped smiling because... she seemed to have forgotten something important.

What to do?

"Gangzi, Gangzi..."

She wanted to wake Gangzi up, but for some reason, although the distance was only a few steps, she felt like she was walking on a ten-mile-long bridge. She swayed back and forth, and she tripped and fell to the ground with a cry. She called "Gangzi" twice and then there was no movement.

……

What is good wine? It is when you drink it and the next day you don’t have a headache or stomachache, but your brain is clear and you feel relaxed. This is good wine.

No matter how delicious it tastes when you drink it, if you can't get up from bed for half a day the next day, it's just cheap stuff.

For example, now, Lin'an remembers it.

She finally remembered what to do.

A few days ago, Gangzi gave her an idea, which was quite bad to be honest, but in order to occupy the monk's high ground, it was the only way.

No no no...

Of course it wouldn't be a voluntary sacrifice.

Although Princess Lin'an was a bully in the palace and gave everyone a headache when they saw her, she still had at least some modesty.

She would never admit that she had any thoughts about the monk beyond "career". She just said that everything was for her brother. If she allowed Huaiqing to get involved with the monk, who was the future first-rank official, Dafeng would be in big trouble in the future.

Gangzi said that since the imperial teacher could make a fuss about the matter for which he was responsible and refused to accept the emperor's appointment of a concubine, the princess could do the same to disrupt the emperor's rumors and tests.

The operation is very simple. Find an opportunity to get the monk drunk, and then lie down beside him before he wakes up. Then, she can make a fuss. As long as she insists that the monk violated her last night after drinking, and demands that he be held responsible for his bad behavior, and then make a big fuss about it, so that everyone in the city knows about it, can the emperor still insist on marrying Huaiqing to the Heavenly Realm? As long as Huaiqing does not have "father's orders", the monk can only stay by her side honestly. Just imagine who will dare to compete with her for her in the future?

Imperial Master? As the head of the Human Sect, how could he compete with that thirty-year-old woman for a man? So the pressure would definitely be on the monk. What could he do? Either choose one of the two, or escape back to the Heaven Realm in disgrace.

As for reputation? Actually, she didn't do anything. You should know that before that, she secretly went to the Imperial College and asked a Confucian fourth-rank chief priest to put a toad's blood on her body. When the storm died down, she would show it to the public when needed and say that it was to save Huaiqing from the sea of ​​suffering. Her sister risked her life and responded wittily, breaking the evil plan of the Tianyu monks to divide Dafeng.

In this way, she not only did not lose money, but also gained face.

Hoo ho ho…

Who will dare to say that the Second Princess of Dafeng is confused and not as smart and calm as Huaiqing?
Lin'an was very proud, he closed his eyes, with a smile on his face, and thought to himself, let me put my hands on my waist first and be a little proud.

call out……

A gust of wind came in through the gaps in the thin blanket, making my shoulders and butt cold.

The lake breeze sobered her up all of a sudden. Since she had no memory of being drunk, she secretly opened one eye. The first thing she saw was broad shoulders, followed by fine stubble and a tall nose, and just the right amount of under-eye brows that were neither too dense nor too sparse. Her husband said that people with such eyebrows are usually loyal, sensible, trustworthy, and have a lot of ideas. Above that was a clean bald head, which still had a bit of redness from the alcohol after a night of drinking.

Call...

At this time, a breath with a faint scent of alcohol and tea sprayed on her face. Lin'an's eyes widened and he shuddered suddenly. He looked down at the blanket, then looked up at the monk, feeling a little dazed.

The plot was the same as planned, but the details were wrong. It was agreed that only the underwear would be messed up, but where was the underwear? Where did the underwear go? Was it necessary to go to this extent? She got up with a start, trying to find her underwear or her penis, but she moved too much and felt a sharp pain. But before she realized that she was in big trouble, she saw the monk's people again.

Gangzi!

And judging from the gap in the blanket, it seemed that... he was naked just like her.

Wasn't it agreed that she was the protagonist? Why did the dog-headed military advisor personally take part in the scene?
What's going on?

Lin'an was completely stunned until a naughty breeze blew by and a chill hit his body. He subconsciously hugged his arms and pressed his right hand on his smooth and delicate left shoulder. He touched upwards, but nothing. He touched downwards, but nothing. He slowly lowered his head and glanced at the place where the toad's blood should have been placed. There was nothing there except for the goose bumps slightly raised by the cold wind.

Shougongsha, gone?!
It was only then that she realized where the pain came from.

"what……"

A scream resounded throughout the water pavilion.

Gangzi, who was sitting next to the monk, was awakened by the words and stood up instantly. He looked at Princess Lin'an with sleepy eyes, then looked at the blanket that had slipped off, and himself underneath, after a few breaths.

"what……"

The screams made the beams shake, and from outside the screen came Xuanzi's "hmm", as if he got up too hard and kowtowed.

The monk also moved, frowning.

"What the hell, it's so noisy..."

After saying this, he opened his eyes and saw the master and servant standing on his left and right, looking like petrified.

He grabbed the blanket and covered himself.

"what……"

snort!
Xuan Zi in the outer room kowtowed again.

……

After half a cup of tea.

"Amitabha, you...actually drugged me, Lin'an, do you know what you are doing? How...how can you be worthy of Ping..."

The sound echoed over the lakeside cottage, and a figure shot away like lightning.

Lin'an and Gangzi, each wrapped in a blanket, looked at the figure on the horizon, one with a dull look on his face, the other with a blank look in his eyes.

Drugged?

Yes, they did drug her.

The monk had great martial arts skills, and Gangzi was worried that he wouldn't be able to get him drunk with just wine, so he added a lot of drugs that could knock out a fourth-rank martial artist into the tea.

Look at what the monk said, it's as if they had given him an aphrodisiac.

"Princess, what should I do?"

Gangzi covered her face and cried. It was clearly an act, but it turned out to be real. Even though she was known for her many ideas, she didn't know how to face this scene of the sky collapsing.

Lin'an ignored her because the monk said she was sorry for Ping when he fled...

What to level?
What is the word behind it?
"Princess."

"Princess."

"Princess, please say something."

Gangzi finally woke Lin'an up.

"What? What can I say? It was all your bad idea... Now it's okay."

Gangzi rushed forward suddenly and hit his head against the pillar next to him, causing his head to bleed.

Lin An was startled, rushed over to pick her up, and pressed the wound on her forehead: "Gangzi, don't scare me, don't scare me..."

"It was me who killed the princess... I... I... I have no face to live."

"Even if you hit your head and die, will it help? I ask you, will it help?"

"But……"

Lin An gritted his teeth and said, "According to the plan."

"Princess?!"

"Isn't he a third-rank Vajra? Isn't he a high-ranking Buddhist monk? Since the Heaven Realm is using him to educate the people and mess up Dafeng, we can force him to return to secular life, so that Dafeng will gain a third-rank master out of thin air."

"Princess, do you want to... turn your fake play into real play?"

"That's right. As long as we recruit him as our consort, my brother will have a powerful helper."

"Princess, you are so smart."

"Princess, I have brought your clothes."

Xuan Zi's cautious questions came from outside.

"roll……"

Lin'an was furious.

If this useless guy hadn't slept like a pig, how could they both lose their virginity to the monk at the same time.

After a few breaths.

puff.

There was a sound of someone falling into the water outside.

The master and servant looked at each other in bewilderment for three breaths, then ran out together.

"Xuan Zi..."

"Xuan Zi, please don't scare me."

……

Southern Xinjiang.

One hundred thousand mountains.

The southern area where the Gu tribe lives, the Tian Gu tribe.

Plank roads are built between the rugged mountains, connecting the wooden houses, and finally leading to a wooden house in the middle of a pool downstream of a waterfall.

At this moment, in this wooden house built on a large protruding rock and covered with moss, an old woman wearing a dark green headscarf was sitting on the ground. In front of her was a brazier with a few bones from unknown animals in the brazier. The surface of the brazier was glowing green, which gradually brightened and dimmed with the movement of a wrinkled hand.

There are seven tribes in the Gu clan, namely the Sky Gu tribe, the Strength Gu tribe, the Heart Gu tribe, the Love Gu tribe, the Corpse Gu tribe, the Dark Gu tribe and the Poison Gu tribe. Among them, the Sky Gu tribe has the highest status because the function of the Sky Gu is to know the weather, the terrain, move the stars and change the constellations, spy on the secrets of heaven, and point out the direction for the Gu clan to avoid danger and seek good fortune.

Also, the strongest person in the entire Gu clan, the second-grade Gu Master Tian Gu Granny, is the leader of the Tian Gu Department. In fact, twenty years ago, the Tian Gu Department had two second-grade Gu Masters, and the other one was Tian Gu Granny's husband, Tian Gu Old Man. However, no one knew where he went. In short, for the Gu clan members of the Poison Gu Department, Corpse Gu Department and other branches, Tian Gu Old Man had been gone for twenty years and no one knew whether he was alive or dead.

"Even this most ancient bone divination technique cannot be used to deduce it. The past, future, and present are all obscure... What is the origin of this consecration?"

Grandma Tian Gu released her Gu power and retracted her almost bony hand. Her voice was deep and muffled, as if it was squeezed out of her throat.

"Grandma, what is the art of bone divination?"

Sitting cross-legged opposite the old woman was a brown-haired girl with wheat-colored skin, a narrow waist, and a flat belly without a trace of fat. Her pupils were a light blue as she blinked at her Tiangu grandmother, her youthful and delicate face full of curiosity.

The old woman explained: "The art of bone divination is a divination technique derived from the ancient gods and demons' hexagrams. It is best at calculating the fate of a single target."

"Oh, so to speak, the Heavenly Gu Technique is about the overall situation, and the Bone Divination Technique is about individuals?" The little girl was quite clever.

"You can say that."

The little girl asked again: "Is it possible that even the magic that originated from ancient gods and demons can't be used against the monk who opened the door?"

This girl is none other than Lina, number five of the Tiandi Society, who has suffered many setbacks at the hands of the monk.

"What he said is most likely true."

"Ah? Grandma, is Grandpa Tiangu's soul really in his hands?" The little girl was very unhappy. When she thought of this matter, she felt like someone was holding her tail. During this period, the people from the Tiandi Society had group chats several times, and she didn't dare to show up, for fear that she would not be able to help but confront the monk who performed the consecration ceremony, and thus implicate Grandpa Tiangu.

"What he said is absolutely correct. In order to prevent the witch god from waking up, the old man and the man from Dafeng went to the capital to steal treasures. Since then, there has been no news of the old man."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face.

"I know he is dead, but what I can't understand is why his soul is enslaved by the Wushen Cult?"

After a few pauses, the pair of eyes that were so cloudy that they looked like dead objects lit up with a beam of light: "Unless the Wushen Cult's spiritual master and that guy are the same person."

Lina said indignantly: "Couldn't it be made up by the monk?"

The old woman looked at the emotional little girl and smiled. It wasn’t pretty, but it was very kind.

"Take the Seven Deadly Gu and go to the capital."

"Ah? Mother-in-law, you want me to take such an important thing to Dafeng?" Lina thought she had heard it wrong.

The old woman said, “That’s right.”

"..."

Lina was speechless. She had never left Southern Xinjiang in her life. Although she knew from chatting with the people from Tiandi Society that Central Plains was very developed and there were many novel things and interesting people, she was still excited but also a little scared about the task of leaving her hometown and going to an unknown place.

"I've already told your father that it's time for you to go out and gain some experience."

The old woman stood up and walked to the bamboo cabinet at the back, opened the cabinet door, took out an ebony box from it and gave it to Lina: "This contains the Seven Deadly Gu. After the old man left, I spent twenty years of hard work and finally refined it."

"Mother-in-law, didn't you say this was a treasure that could keep the Gu God asleep? So you gave it to me like that?"

"When it meets the right person, it will transform into the key thing that can suppress the power of the witch god." The old woman handed the Seven Deadly Gu solemnly to her: "I am not giving it to you, but asking you to find the right person."

"Me? Looking for a destined person? Then give the Seven Deadly Gu to that person and ask him to help us defeat the Gu God?"

"It's not to help us defeat the Gu God, it's to help the people of the world, and it's also to help himself."

"I...can I?"

The old woman stretched out her dry and rough hands and caressed her little face: "Go, I believe you can complete this task."

"Oh."

Lina answered sullenly, then reacted: "Then how can I judge who is the destined person for the Seven Deadly Gu?"

"I used to use the Sky Gu to spy on the secrets of heaven, and I could see some things, but now... a fog is covering Dafeng. It could be that the Supervisor did something, or it could be... But what is certain is that your opportunity is in the north."

She shook her head, perhaps knowing that Lina couldn't understand: "Go, fate will guide you to find him. If your judgment is wrong, it only means that humans should die."

"Then...then I'll give it a try."

Lina felt like an extremely heavy burden was placed on her shoulders.

……

(End of this chapter)