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Chapter 1090: Wei Qing's urgent report, the idiot blocks the way (return to the main plot)

As the famous Dongjun in the Yin-Yang School, Feiyan could naturally see that Su Ye was interested in Yunxiao.

Now, Feiyan, who revolves around Su Ye in everything, is a member of the Yin-Yang family and does not get along well with Yunxiao, a Taoist. However, for the sake of Su Ye, she is willing to accept Yunxiao as a good sister!
"Master Dongjun's technique of combining yin and yang is even more exquisite than the Taoist's mediation of fate."

Su Ye chuckled and brushed the silver hairpin in her hair with his fingertips.

Yunxiao looked at the intertwined cinnabar lines on his palms, and suddenly felt that the black plum paper in his wide sleeves was very hot.

But at this moment, looking at Su Ye's smiling eyes, she was possessed by some mysterious force and took out a celadon plate from the bottom of the food box. The eight-petal plum blossom pastry was still steaming in the plate.

"This is made from the cold plums in the back mountain of the Taoist Jiejiao sect of Tiandi Mountain."

She picked up the silver chopsticks and picked up a piece of shortbread, and a whole wintersweet was revealed in the crispy crust.

"Taoism emphasizes 'harmony between man and nature', so Yunxiao offers flowers to Buddha, wishing His Highness..."

Before he finished speaking, Feiyan suddenly picked up the wine cup and filled it with Tusu wine. The wine sparkled in the glass cup.

"Fairy Yunxiao, do we have to drink this Tusu wine from the Little New Year to New Year's Eve?"

Feiyan suddenly picked up the golden plum blossom hairpin in her hand and smiled at Yunxiao.

"I think the silver hairpin in the fairy's hair is nice, but it is not as good as the Hengzhou specialty gold hairpin that matches the purple skirt."

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up a strand of Yunxiao's black hair and inserted a plum blossom gold hairpin diagonally into her hair.

Yunxiao was about to refuse, but he saw that the golden hairpin was carved with nine phoenixes holding pearls, which was exactly the style of the "Nine-翟 Crown" recorded in "Daqian Yufuzhi".

Such over-the-top jewellery, not to mention ordinary women of officials, even princesses and princes needed special permission to wear it.

She looked up in surprise and met Feiyan's smiling eyes - those eyes seemed gentle, but deep inside they contained the unique astrological calculation power of the Yin-Yang family.

"Master Dongjun is joking."

Yunxiao stroked the pearl on the hairpin with his fingertips and suddenly felt the pearl was warm to the touch. It turned out to be the tears of the South China Sea mermaids, which are rare in a thousand years.

"How can Yunxiao deserve such a valuable treasure?"

Su Ye picked up the wine cup on the desk, the amber wine reflected the dragon pattern on his wrist. This wine was made from the green jade bamboo, a specialty of Hengzhou. It needed to be brewed with juice from new bamboo on the winter solstice and buried under the roots of a plum tree for three years.

"Whether it is worthy or not, let's see if the moonlight in the wine can illuminate the fairy's true appearance."

He suddenly chuckled and handed the wine cup to Yunxiao's lips.

Yunxiao was about to dodge, but saw Feiyan holding up the jade pot to pour wine. Lady Dongjun was wearing a deep scarlet dress today, and she looked like the morning glow as she walked, which contrasted nicely with her light purple skirt.

One of them held the pot, while the other passed the cup, just like the beautiful wine-serving ladies in the painting "Night Banquet of Han Xizai", but there was an indescribable wit flowing between their eyebrows.

"Your Highness, do you know that it is forbidden to eat this green jade bamboo with osmanthus?"

Feiyan suddenly picked up the silver chopsticks and picked up a piece of plum blossom cake from the green jade plate.

"It is written in the classics of my Yin-Yang School that if one smells the fragrance of osmanthus when the wine goes down one's throat, at the very least one will be unable to speak for three days, at the worst..."

She paused deliberately, and seeing that Yunxiao was indeed listening attentively, she chuckled and continued.

"In serious cases, you have to learn from the mute and write on your palm for three months."

Then she suddenly took Yunxiao's hand, dipped her fingertips in wine and wrote the word "Yin Yang" on her palm. The handwriting was like a dragon flying through the clouds, and with just three or two strokes, it formed a circle, which looked like the starting posture of the Yin-Yang school's talisman.

Yunxiao was about to break free, but felt his palms getting hot - the wine actually turned cinnabar-colored under the influence of the Yin-Yang magic, which was clearly the secret "writing with talisman water" technique of the Yin-Yang School. "Wait a minute, fairy! If this talisman is touched by Taoist Qi, it will probably trigger thunder and fire!"

She was filled with shock and anger, and was about to use her internal energy to push him away, but she heard Feiyan scolding her softly.

Before he finished his words, a faint blue flame suddenly lit up in the warm room, burning a charred hole in Su Ye's newly acquired sable cloak.

"Your Highness!"

Feiyan screamed and raised her hands, only to see Yunxiao had already picked up the "Qianzhou Map" on the desk to put out the fire. The map was a military secret drawn by Su Ye himself. At this moment, half of it was burned by the sparks, revealing the family letter with the character Wei underneath.

But Su Ye didn't care at all. He just picked up Yunxiao's burnt skirt and smiled softly.

"This will give it a more battlefield feel than the original plain silk."

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the silver hairpin that Yunxiao had just taken off and placed aside, and drew a phoenix pattern on the charred area.

Yunxiao looked at the lifelike phoenix on her skirt and suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot. The pattern of the phoenix spreading its wings vaguely matched the Taoist cloud totem embroidered on her Taoist robe.

"My lord, General Wei Qing is rushing eight hundred miles!"

She was about to speak when she heard Jingwei's report from outside the warm room.

Su Ye's hand holding the cup paused, and the amber wine rippled in the cup.

"Your Highness, please take care of business first."

"Feiyan and Fairy Yunxiao can have a private conversation."

Feiyan suddenly picked up the cold teacup on the table and watched the jasmine floating in the tea swirl and sink to the bottom.

Yunxiao looked at the flickering candlelight between his brows, and suddenly remembered the sentence in "Huainanzi": "The sun and the moon are about to shine, but are covered by floating clouds."

She gently broke free from her palm, but swept her wide sleeves across the "Tao Te Ching" on the desk - the bamboo slips moved without wind, and were turning to the chapter "Tao follows nature".

The charcoal fire in the warm room "crackled" and burst into sparks, startling the glass lamp shadows to jump around on the "Qianzhou Map". Su Ye's fingertips ran over the Wei Qing wax-sealed newspaper sent by Jing Wei. The words that were not yet dry seemed to be soaked with snow particles from Qianzhou -

"I led the Yulin Army 30 miles south of Tianshui County when I encountered a foolish man blocking the road. This man had disheveled hair and was barefoot. He held two hammers, each weighing a hundred pounds. The hammer heads were inlaid with bronze Taotie patterns. When he waved his hammers, wind and thunder followed."

"Qubing slashed three times with his spear, but he couldn't break it at all, and was knocked off his horse. General Ran Min's double-edged spear broke in front of the battle. I saw that his moves were completely random, but his strength was infinite, which was similar to the state of 'the most perfect person has no self' as described in Zhuangzi..."

Yunxiao's hand holding the silver chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and the plum blossom pastry on the green jade plate fell back onto the table, making the cinnabar rustle like rain.

She looked at the deepening frown between Su Ye's brows and suddenly remembered the proverb "Gods and men have no power" in the Taoist "Yunji Qi Qian" - could this realm of martial arts that returns to simplicity and nature be encountered by the descendant of the ancient Taoist lineage?

"Your Highness, do you remember the idiot Li, the Duke of Tang in the north of Great Xuan?"

Feiyan turned her wrist holding the jade pot slightly, and ripples appeared in the Tusu wine in the glass cup. Her fingertips brushed across the "Qianzhou Map" on the desk. The red dot marked by Wei Qing fell at the foot of Longshan Mountain, just like a cinnabar mole on the beauty's brow.

The key words in this intelligence, "holding two hammers", "foolish", "powerful", and "tireless", became more and more familiar to them the more they read them.

Even Yunxiao's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and the Tu Su wine in the cup emitted fine golden light. This kind of martial arts where the most clumsy is better than the most skillful is in line with the Taoist principle of "great skill appears clumsy".

Isn’t he Li Yuanba, the one from the north of the Great Xuan Dynasty who is regarded by Taoists as the greatest masterpiece of Taoist soldiers of this generation?

"Oh, I think I know who he is."

Su Ye suddenly laughed softly, making the Chilong jade pendant on his waist ring. He picked up the wolf-hair brush on the desk and drew a small image next to the three words "Tianshui County" - a barefoot figure with disheveled hair and looking up to the sky and laughing, and his two hammers drew silver arcs in the snow.

(End of this chapter)