Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 382: The Oiran’s Seat Arrangement: How does it feel to be schemed against by mortals?
"Sir, you finally showed up?"

Su Jing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of anticipation in his smile.

The moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, and the sky was suddenly filled with thousands of fireflies.

Mr. San's eyes swept across the courtesans at the banquet, and then across areas A, B, C, and D downstairs. All the dignitaries at the banquet looked up at the sky, as if this grand scene was carefully planned by the Bian Jing Academy or the court.

The sky is bright as day.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

Mr. San turned his gaze towards the direction of water management and spoke slowly:
"Sir, you don't seem to be going to cover it up this time?"

Su Jing nodded slightly, "Mr. has always been cautious. If he is not 80% to 90% sure, he will never show his true identity. It seems that Mr. is ready to end it this time."

He turned to look at Mr. San and smiled, “Brother, we should have ended this today, so why not just stop here.

"Our feud with you, sir, must finally come to an end."

Mr. San turned his gaze towards the academy, his expression slightly solemn: "Second Senior Brother is still in the academy, I am worried about him."

Su Jing seemed to have expected this, his expression was calm as usual, and he said lightly: "Third Brother, if you miss it today, don't regret it in the future."

Mr. San remained silent and said nothing more.

After a moment, his voice slowly sounded again, with a hint of subtle depth.

“Wu Xin, don’t you have the slightest curiosity in your heart to witness with your own eyes the mysterious existence that this gentleman is talking about?”

Hearing this, Su Jing shook his head with an indifferent expression.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and a wise man does not fall into an overturned nest."

"I am well aware of the sir's methods and terror. Since he chose this moment, he must have made thorough preparations long ago."

"Besides, you have always been very careful in what you do, and every move you make has its own meaning. If I intervene rashly, there will definitely be chess pieces to counter me, and it will also disrupt the previous layout and add variables."

Having said that, Su Jing's lips curled up into a faint smile.

"If a gentleman doesn't save someone, a saint will do the job. Unfortunately, I, Su Jing, am neither a gentleman nor a saint."

"It is always better to be a fisherman than a snipe or a clam."

Su Jing looked at the scene outside the window and it was already as bright as day.

It only lasted a few moments.

Like fireworks shooting into the sky, they slowly disappeared.

The night sky is still the same night sky.

There is still a moon hanging high in the sky.

There are a few light white clouds floating in the sky.

The grand scene just now seemed like an illusion, appearing for a short time and then disappearing.

There was a faint light in Mr. San's eyes as he looked at the night sky above Bianjing.

It is covered with green glazed tiles, like a roof.

Ordinary people cannot notice it.

"Is this the Shocking Spirit Formation that you found when you were searching for immortals in the East China Sea?"

Seeing this, Su Jing also looked solemn.

The excitement of the banquet for beauties has gradually come to an end, and in the dim lights, only the most brilliant expectation has yet to bloom - that is Su Shishi, the most beautiful courtesan in Bian Jing and famous throughout the world, who has yet to perform on stage, attracting everyone's anticipation.

The pearl curtain sways gently!

The eunuch in charge of the seal reported in a low voice, "Prime Minister Su, today all the beauties are competing for beauty. The top nine have been decided, and a seat has been reserved for Fairy Su."

Say it!
There was a slight sound, and an exquisite booklet passed through the gap in the beaded curtain and gently landed on the desk.

"This book records the rhymes of today's courtesans' poems and the number of hairpins they received. It also records the hairpins submitted by some academies and people from the nine major surnames."

"Prime Minister Su, please select and determine the seats for the top ten on today's list of beauties."

Su Jing took the booklet and glanced over it. The top nine people with the most hairpins all had over one million, so it was obvious that the competition was fierce.

The two of them had more hairpins than everyone else. They were Gongsun Niang from Zixiao Pavilion and Nihuang from Yuehua Xuan.

The other two people's number of hairpins is just better than that of the other courtesans, but the gap is not too big. These two are.

Hu Yunniang from Yuehuaxuan.

Yun Wan from Yuehuaxuan.

The number of hairpins had been decided, but the final decision was made by Prime Minister Su.

Su Jing looked at the number of hairpins on it and nodded with some satisfaction.

The gold and silver used for disaster relief in Jiangnan Province has far exceeded the budget.

"It seems that the coffers of the nine major families and the officials and wealthy merchants in Bianjing are probably full. They are quite knowledgeable and can help the country."

The so-called Banquet for Beauties to raise money for disaster relief was actually also Prime Minister Su's idea.

Just borrowing the title of the most beautiful courtesan at the Banquet of Beauties.

If any of the nine major families fails to offer enough gold and silver, Su Jing will definitely visit them tomorrow.

Su Jing's eyes slowly swept across the opening poems of the nine courtesans, and finally stopped at the column for "Nihuang".

He raised his head, with a meaningful smile in his eyes, and looked at Mr. San: "I heard that Nihuang was once Senior Brother's confidante, and she even served Senior Brother well back then. Is this true?"

Mr. San said nothing, as if he had not heard anything.

Seeing this, Su Jing picked up a cinnabar brush and wrote a striking "贰" under Nihuang's name, as red as blood.

He said with a leisurely tone and a smile, "Of course I have to give face to my senior brother. If my senior brother is willing to ask, the first place is not a bad idea."

Say it!

His gaze turned to the opening poems of several other courtesans, and finally stopped at the column for Lady Gongsun.

The following poem is full of sonorous words, revealing a heroic spirit:
"I have always been brave and courageous, and I am always warm-hearted because of others... Who among the common people can understand my mind? A hero should be tortured at the end of his life. Where can I find a soulmate in this vast world?"

Su Jing recited in a low voice, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he smiled:

"If Second Senior Brother were here, he would definitely be delighted to see this poem. Moreover, this Madam Gongsun is famous for her sword dance, and her temperament is quite similar to Second Senior Brother's."

He picked up the cinnabar pen and wrote the word "three" behind Gongsun Niangzi's column.

Su Jing's gaze continued to wander among the courtesans' opening poems, and finally stopped on the two poems by Yun Wan and Hu Yunniang.

Yun Wan's poem is graceful and lingering: "Standing on the dangerous building, the wind is blowing gently. Looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is dark... My clothes are getting looser, but I will never regret it. I am exhausted for her."

There is a deep affection and persistence between the lines, as if it can break people's hearts.

Hu Yunniang's "Shui Long Yin" is magnificent: "The sky of Chu is clear and clear in autumn, and the water follows the sky to the endless autumn... I looked at the Wu hook and patted the railings, but no one understood my intention to climb the mountain... Who can I ask to bring the red scarf and green sleeves to find the hero's tears!"

The lyrics are a mixture of passion and loneliness, expressing one's unappreciated talent and the misfortune of being born at the wrong time, which makes people sigh.

Su Jing savored it carefully and said softly, "I still like this "Shui Long Yin" more. 'Looking at the Wu hook, patting the railings, no one understands the intention of climbing up' is the most wonderful."

"What do you think, brother?"

Mr. San pondered for a moment and said, "There is no difference between the two. They are both made by the same person. The winner is entirely based on personal preference."

He paused, his eyes fell on Yun Wan's poem, and his tone was slightly softer: "I prefer this line, 'My clothes are getting looser, but I will never regret it. I am exhausted for her.'"

Su Jing heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of understanding in his smile:

"In that case, let's just go with what you think."

Su Jing picked up the cinnabar brush, turned the tip of the brush slightly, and wrote the character "肆" under Yun Wan's name, and wrote "伍" after Hu Yunniang's name.

As for the other courtesans, he had no intention of studying them in detail and just arranged their seating at random.

Finally, his eyes fell on the three words "Su Shishi". The tip of his pen paused slightly, and then he steadily wrote the word "壹".

The seats for the courtesans had been decided. Su Jing handed the booklet to the eunuch in charge of the seal, signaling him to announce the results.

Mr. San glanced at Su Shishi's name, frowned slightly, and seemed to remember something, and said lightly:
"You keep the princess of the Great Sui Dynasty in the West Wing. This doesn't seem to suit your character?" "According to Senior Brother, shouldn't I have found people from the Nine Great Families long ago, and let this princess of the previous dynasty give birth to several generations of dragon sons like livestock in the dungeon, and completely lock the fortune of the Great Sui Dynasty in the deep palace of the Great Qi Dynasty, right?"

As a princess of the previous Sui Dynasty, Su Shishi carries the dragon vein of the Sui Dynasty. If she leaves offspring in the Da Qi Dynasty, it will indeed shake the foundation of the Sui Dynasty for several generations.

Su Jing shook his head, a rare hint of gentleness in his tone: "Shishi looks too much like Awan. Every time I see her, I can't bear to use her as a pawn. I simply raise her as a child by my side. This can be regarded as a good thing left by me, Su Jing, after doing so many bad things."

The Awan that Su Jing mentioned is Su Jing's first wife. She followed him when Su Jing was still playing chess in the alley and had a hard time supporting his family.

She gave birth to three children.

The two are very affectionate.

Although the woman started practicing with the help of Su Jing, she would not be able to live more than two hundred years in the human world unless she broke through the Yang God realm.

Su Jing also never married after that.

Upon hearing this, Mr. San was silent for a moment, and finally did not speak again.

at this time!

There was a sound of light footsteps downstairs.

The eunuch in a dragon robe bowed and approached the beaded curtain, reporting in a low voice:

"Prime Minister Su, Mr. San, Xie Hong wants to see you."

When Su Jing heard this, a smile of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and waved.

"Please go upstairs!"

A man walked up the stairs slowly and steadily.

The old eunuch did not dare to neglect Xie Hong in the slightest. He gently pushed aside the beaded curtain, bowed and made way, and whispered:
"Mr. Hong, please."

Then he lowered his head and retreated cautiously, not daring to look any further.

Su Jing looked towards the door and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly towards them.

He was thin, wearing a long gown and plain cloth shoes, and looked particularly calm.

There are strands of white hair mixed in with his black hair. Although his face still shows the handsomeness of his past, it now looks more haggard.

His expression was dim, his eyes seemed to have lost their former luster, and he looked a little tired.

Su Jing smiled slightly, with a hint of familiarity in his tone.

"Chongshan, it's been more than a month since you came back from Qingliang Temple, and you didn't come to say hello?"

Xie Hong, also known by his courtesy name Chongshan.

Upon hearing this, Xie Hong paused slightly, then he straightened his clothes and bowed respectfully to Mr. San and Su Jing in a steady voice.

"Meet Mr. Three and Mr. Four."

When Mr. San and Su Jing were famous all over the world, Xie Hong was just a young and inexperienced person.

Mr. San was always serious, but when he looked at Xie Hong, a gentle smile rarely appeared in his eyes:

"Second Senior Brother often mentions you. Go visit him at the academy when you have time."

Xie Hong and the second gentleman were close friends regardless of age difference, and this matter had long been a legend in Bian Jing.

His status in the academy was extremely special. There was even a time when Mr. Er intended to accept a disciple on behalf of his master, and he would become the master's fifth disciple and the fifth master of the academy.

After hearing this, a trace of barely perceptible pain flashed across Xie Hong's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and his expression returned to normal.

Su Jing's eyes fell on Xie Hong, with a bit of inquiry:

"What are you doing on the fourth floor of Chongshan Mountain?
The words have not yet been spoken!

Xie Hong's knees touched the ground, making a dull sound.

His leaning posture was like a broken sword, but his back was straight:
"Xie Hong is here to apologize!"

Su Jing touched the cold tabletop with his fingertips and said calmly, "What crime have you committed?"

"Xie Hong colluded with the Great Sui Dynasty's Three True Sect Heavenly Master and instigated the Zehu demons to sneak into the Banquet of Flowers."

Xie Hong's voice was particularly clear. "Xie Hong, I'm sorry to the academy and to Da Qi."

Su Jing asked, "Is what you said true?"

Xie Hong lowered his head and said, "Everything I said is true. I dare not hide anything."

Su Jing looked puzzled and asked, "Then why are you apologizing yourself?"

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After Yu Ke watched the great formation unfold in the sky, the original brilliance was only for a moment.

Night fell again.

There is a full moon in the sky.

The fog by the river enveloped the place again.

All of a sudden!
Yu Ke only felt as if a wave was rushing towards him. He felt drowsy and seemed to want to be washed away by the wave.

The memory also becomes blurred.

He forgot whether he was Yu Ke, Lu Chen, or... Xie Guan.

The cauldron in the sea of ​​​​heart hummed, and a divine power flowed through the whole body.

The discomfort gradually disappeared.

However, Yu Ke clearly felt that after [personally participating], he could end that mysterious connection of [personally participating] at any time and disappear completely.

The brilliance flowing from the great formation in the sky was like a flash in the pan, fleeting in an instant.

Night fell again.

A full moon hangs alone in the sky, and its cold moonlight shines on the river surface, interweaving with the blowing mist.

Wrap Yu Ke and the Master around him.

Yu Ke only felt an invisible wave sweeping over him, and his consciousness seemed to be drawn into the deep sea, rising and falling with the tide.

His memory began to blur, and he forgot who he was - was he Yu Ke? Was he Lu Chen?
Or Xie Guan?

Just when his consciousness was about to sink, the huge tripod in his heart suddenly hummed. The ancient sound was like the sound of a Huangzhong Dalu, which made his mind clear.

A mysterious divine will surged out from the cauldron, flowing through the body and dispelling the dizzy force.

Yu Ke slowly opened his eyes, gradually came to consciousness, and frowned slightly.

It seems that the Bian Jing Jing Formation can still affect me.

No wonder the Master is so confident. This Shocking Spirit Formation is one of his reliances. I wonder where he learned it from?

He clearly felt that after [personally participating] this time, the sense of control that allowed him to withdraw at will had completely disappeared.

At this moment, he seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could no longer decide to [end personal participation] based on his mind.

The Master stood quietly, the moonlight stretching his somewhat hunched figure.

He raised his eyes slowly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes:
"Once the Shocking Spirit Formation is activated, it will be difficult for you to escape."

"Can you leave at this time?"

Yu Ke felt the invisible shackles around his body, as if there were millions of silk threads entangled and tightly binding him to this world.

He nodded calmly: "I really can't leave."

Dong Chen had a sarcastic smile on his face.

"How does it feel to be schemed against by mortals when you are a high and mighty being?"

(End of this chapter)