Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 85: Since Your Highness has requested, I must always respond

Copper incense burner, cloisonné enamel technique.

Top-grade beast gold carbon, with sparks appearing and disappearing from time to time.

A graceful and elegant woman sat in the main seat.

Time has refined her, leaving only a few traces.

Although the queen is Huaiqing's biological mother, their appearance is not similar.

Wei An didn't even glance at her, but lowered his eyes and politely said, "Your humble servant greets Her Majesty the Queen."

After all, she is Huaiqing's biological mother, so I'll just pay my respects to her.

Not a loss.

"I invite you to give me a lecture, sir, please don't be polite."

The queen supported him from a distance and smiled.

When Wei An stood up, her eyes fell on Wei An's face.

It was far away just now and I couldn't see it clearly.

Looking at it now, I feel a little dazed.

"Sir, you do bear some resemblance to Lord Wei."

There was a hint of nostalgia in her tone.

"Your Majesty, please tell me that I am well. My uncle also said so."

As if the key words were triggered, a smile appeared on the queen's face.

She raised her hand slightly, and the palace maid beside her immediately brought a chair.

Chairs and stools are two different reception specifications.

"I'm fine, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Wei An had most of his buttocks pressed against the chair, his back straight and not touching the backrest, his posture natural and not stiff.

Good appearance and manners.

The queen nodded secretly.

"You are so handsome and talented, both civil and military. Has Lord Wei found a matchmaker for you?"

Wei An was really surprised by the Queen's direct response.

A bit too straightforward.

"Your Majesty, I am still in mourning."

Wei An half answered and half reminded.

"Dafeng was founded on military power and governed by Confucianism. Over the past two hundred years, some things haven't been as meticulously scrutinized as they used to be. If it were two hundred years ago, you wouldn't be able to enter the palace today. You would have to return to Yuzhou and guard the tomb, sleeping on thatch and bricks at dawn, unable to move an inch."

The Queen explained.

Wei An nodded in understanding.

He had doubts before.

He didn't even have to return to his ancestral home during the mourning period.

It turns out the answer is here.

The traitor also did some good things.

He thought for a moment and said, "My uncle has mentioned this before, but I was so distracted that I couldn't make up my mind, and my uncle was also busy, so the matter was dropped."

"Duke Wei... is he very busy?"

This... you are going off topic too quickly.

Wei An thought for a moment and said, "My uncle cares about the people and has dedicated his life to the country. He is always busy until the people are at peace."

What he said was true.

But my uncle is extremely intelligent and can handle most official duties with ease.

Unless he had special or urgent official business, my uncle spent half of his time every day reading and practicing music.

He asked around that day and left behind a series of books on mathematics, physics, and biology. Song Qing made the fastest progress in biology, but his uncle made the fastest progress in the three series.

So terrifying.

"Ren Ding, he is old after all, why is he still suffering like this? He is fine, you should persuade your uncle."

The Queen said with concern.

Unconcealed concern.

Queen, you must have misunderstood something.

Uncle is in great health!

"Yes, ma'am."

"Nothing is wrong. You are the only descendant of Duke Wei, and I have some connections with him. After the mourning period, if you have a crush on any noble lady or a descendant of a noble family, please let me know and I will speak to you."

Some things will always remain in the Queen's heart.

For example, the descendants of the Wei family.

"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty."

Wei An stood up to express his gratitude.

The two talked together again.

A hammer here, a mallet there.

The Queen never mentioned anything about giving lectures.

When the queen looked out the door for the fifth time, the eldest princess arrived.

"Mother." Huai Qing first greeted the Queen, then looked at Wei An and smiled, "Sir."

"Your Highness." Wei An returned the greeting.

"Has the sir not started yet?"

Huaiqing sat down confidently and called out to Wei An, "Sir, please sit down."

"You also had some doubts when reading Wuyang's book in the past. You might as well ask Wuyang for advice now. Mother will go and see how their lunch arrangements are going."

The queen swept away the depression she had been feeling because of the Concubine Fu case, and her brows brightened a lot.

Without waiting for Huaiqing's response, she left with her personal maid.

In the hall, apart from Wei An and Huai Qing, there were only two palace maids a few feet away.

"What did the master say to the Queen Mother that made her so happy?"

Huaiqing asked.

"Just a few words. The Queen said she wanted to act as a matchmaker for me."

Wei An said truthfully.

Huaiqing's expression remained unchanged. "The master is in mourning."

Wei An met her eyes, then lowered his gaze and said, "The Queen said that it was after this humble minister's mourning period."

Huaiqing, “…”

"Sir, today I will go to court to propose a duel." She changed the subject, her beautiful eyes covered with a layer of solemnity.

"How to fight?"

Wei An also became serious.

"Please set up a fighting arena, Du'e. All the young martial artists of Dafeng can come up and challenge."

"The Buddhist champion's Dharma name is Jingnian, a fourth-grade ascetic monk."

"This is only the first level. There are two more levels to come. The results will be revealed on the day of the Du'eyan duel."

Huaiqing frowned slightly, thinking about how to get out of trouble.

"A fourth-grade ascetic monk is not a warrior monk, but one who practices Zen sutras."

Wei An chuckled.

"Everyone in the court rejected it, but the emperor agreed."

Mentioning this, Huaiqing frowned even more.

If they lose, not only will Dafeng lose face, but the Supervisor's Tianji Plate will also have to be handed over to Buddhism.

She remembered something and suddenly smiled, "Everyone in the court said that Du'e was scared by you."

Wei An waved his hand and said, "Even if I fight with all my strength, I may not be able to get any benefits."

"If the old monk had used the second Dharma image from yesterday, I would have died."

"There's still a long way to go."

Huaiqing nodded slightly, "Buddhism does have a profound foundation."

Seeing the worry on her face, Wei An smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Your Highness, if there is anything you don't understand, please let me fulfill my duty as a teacher."

Huaiqing also suppressed his worry and said with a faint smile, "Teacher, please wait a moment while I go get my textbook."

"Go quickly, go quickly." Wei An said, stroking his non-existent beard in an air of old-fashionedness.

The smile on Huaiqing's face immediately doubled.

Wei An didn't stay in Fengqi Palace for long. He left the palace after having a meal of white porridge and hotpot.

Qingguang did not teleport him back home.

……

Lingbao Temple

Wei An touched his forehead.

There is something special about this barrier of the National Master.

"Please report this to me, both of you."

He bowed to the two Taoist boys guarding the gate.

Soon, the Taoist boy led Wei An to a quiet room.

"Please wait here, sir."

What is the Imperial Master busy with?

Wei An was surprised.

Just wait patiently.

Soon, Luo Yuheng came out to greet him.

Her skin was as white as jade, her cheeks were a faint pink, and her black hair was gathered into a strand at her temples, wet with the sweat that seeped through her skin.

More than ever before, the graceful charm she exudes is more eye-catching.

"Even if you don't come, I will still go find you." Luo Yuheng looked at him calmly, then turned around and said, "Follow me."

Wei An stepped over the threshold and looked forward. An exaggerated arc forcefully broke into his field of vision, and he quickly focused his mind.

The two stopped in front of an antique display case filled with bottles and jars.

Luo Yuheng took down a dark-colored jar from the corner and said, "This is your father's heavenly soul."

Wei An took the bottle.

"If you want to summon spirits, I can give you the materials and method for making a spirit-summoning banner."

spiritualism?

Wei An felt a little complicated.

The cheap father who only exists in memory.

The dean said that he was able to hold on only with his willpower, which is amazing!

"Can you be reborn after summoning the soul?"

He slowed down and asked.

"If you have the same talents, you can be reborn!"

"Thank you, Imperial Master. I've let you be affected by karma again." Wei An bowed, then stood up and said, "Can I suppress the fire of karma for you by speaking to you?" "No."

Luo Yuheng said hurriedly.

She is now suppressing it with her own cultivation, and once it explodes, she will barely survive.

If Wei An takes action and the situation explodes, how can she find Wei An in time to help her suppress it?

"My main purpose this time is to discuss rice with the Imperial Master. After April, Imperial Master, you might want to travel, whether inland or on the islands, to find more wild rice."

"Also, I want to meet the person that the National Master mentioned. I want to see his extraordinary powers and understand his power. It will be easier for me to make plans with a clearer mind."

Wei An got to the point.

"I'll ask her first and then give you an answer." Luo Yuheng still answered in the same way.

He hesitated again and said, "I went out to look for wild rice... You should have heard about my situation."

"I heard the supervisor mention it." Wei An nodded. "That's what I was thinking. If everything goes as planned, those who contribute more can get a bigger share."

"I know the plight of the Imperial Master, and I have come to give him this gift."

Wei An pulled out the latest version of the teleportation device from his sleeve. On the front was a magic circle engraved by Yang Qianhuan, and on the back was a standing giant head...

"cat?"

"Master, why not give it a try?"

It’s probably some kind of magical weapon.

Luo Yuheng input true energy.

A violent light burst out from her hands and enveloped her.

Open your eyes again...

Luo Yuheng looked around.

A clear light lit up behind her.

Wei An came out and said, "Just set up an anchor point, activate this thing, and you can return to the anchor point."

"Master, take another look at that teleportation device."

Luo Yuheng did as he was told.

Wei An also looked over.

Compared to Huaiqing's, the teleportation magic weapon in Luo Yuheng's palm was only a little bit dimmer.

Senior Brother Qianhuan did a good job in making the changes.

"Right now, the farthest we can reach is one province, but if we establish an anchor point within the Nine Provinces, we can cross them in an instant."

Wei An explained again.

"It's not much less impressive than the Dharma images of Buddhist practitioners."

Luo Yuheng nodded and praised.

After she finished speaking, she wanted to get up and fly back to Lingbao Temple.

Qingguang swallowed her up in time.

"Please forgive me, Master. I am still in mourning."

Back to Lingbao Temple, Wei Andao.

Flying in the air, it is as light as a fairy and fascinating, but the stealth is a little lacking.

Luo Yuheng glanced at him and said nothing.

Wei An thought this was an attempt to expel him, and hurriedly said, "I have another favor to ask."

"speak."

Luo Yuheng's lips reflected the crystal light.

"I wonder if the Imperial Master still has any Qian Yuan Yi Qi Pills left? Could you give me some?"

Wei An smiled.

"uniform?"

Luo Yuheng grasped the key point and glanced at him indifferently.

You have to pay it back.

"Send, send me some."

Wei An corrected it immediately.

"Wait."

After a while, Wei An disappeared in the clear light, holding a gourd.

After returning home, he swallowed a Qianyuan Yiqi Pill, then he remembered that he had not brought back the teleportation tool.

……

now
Lingbao Temple

Wei An left not long ago.

In the quiet room, Luo Yuheng sat on a cushion, his eyes fixed on a black teleportation artifact on the horizontal table beside him.

"National Division."

Suddenly, Yuan Jing's voice was heard outside the door.

She flipped her hand, and a black teleportation device flew into her sleeve.

Emperor Yuan Jing came in hurriedly.

Luo Yuheng took two steps forward, "Your Majesty."

"Imperial Master, I have come to ask you for someone." Emperor Yuan Jing said with a smile.

He was the type who would go to Lingbao Temple whenever he had the chance.

"Pleasing?"

Emperor Yuan Jing recounted the entire battle in detail.

"Chu Yuanzhen is a seventh-grade spirit cultivator, so a fifth-grade hermit can defeat him. However, to win, he must use his sword. He has kept that sword hidden for many years. I should ask him first."

Luo Yuheng said.

"The reputation of Dafeng depends entirely on the Imperial Master. I would like to ask the Imperial Master to help me."

Emperor Yuan Jing could no longer speak in front of others.

"There are also good fighters in the martial arts world. Your Majesty, don't worry."

Luo Yuheng advised.

"National Master, fighting is only the first stage. We don't know what will happen next. It is more reliable to rely on children from famous families."

Emperor Yuan Jing sighed.

"Has Your Majesty asked the Supervisor?"

Luo Yuheng shook off the difficult question and, without waiting for Emperor Yuan Jing's reply, said, "Your Majesty, you might as well ask the Supervisor first."

This is what it means to drive someone away.

……

In the following days, all the sects and heroes from the martial arts world of Dafeng and Jiuzhou flocked to the capital.

The night watchman’s workload is completely maxed out!

The arena for the first round of the fight was set up the day after Du'e went to court.

It’s right in front of the Observatory!
No matter they were disciples of famous local masters in the capital, or disciples from other states’ martial arts sects who arrived later, they were all defeated!

a restaurant

"boom!"

A middle-aged man slammed the wine glass in his hand onto the table.

"I've always heard that the capital is extravagant and indulges in pleasure. This trip to the capital is indeed true!"

"The Buddhist sect is in the arena in front of the Star Observatory, and not a single young person can win!"

"Sorrow! Sigh! Angry!"

The middle-aged man was drunk and indignant.

"Where did this drunkard come from?"

"Why don't you ask? Mr. Wei has defeated the old monk Du'e!"

"It's clear that the old monk is playing dirty in this arena. Only warriors are allowed to challenge!"

"It's just a small fifth-grade item. If Mr. Wei comes on stage, he can easily control it!"

"Go away, you ignorant fool! I won't sell you any wine!"

There was a burst of cursing, some cursing the middle-aged man, some cursing Buddhism, and some cursing the current emperor.

Jingchen and Jingsi, who happened to be walking from Sanliu Station, heard this and became angry.

You have no idea how much your Dafeng royal family has cheated!
You promised to seal Shenshu’s broken arm, where is it now?

He agreed to the Buddhist mission, but condoned the Confucianism's destruction of Buddhism!

You foolish people, do you know why Emperor Yuan Jing agreed?

Isn’t it because of breaking the promise and breach of trust?

"Why bother arguing?"

Du'e's Buddhist chanting dispelled the anger in the two people's hearts.

The old monk and two young monks slowly walked towards the Observatory.

……

魏宅
Wei An in the main hall used his Qi to activate the transmission tool.

After the intense light, he came to the study. Three steps in front of him, there was another teleportation device lying on the ground.

"Finally adjusted it, not like before when I bumped into the table."

If it was someone holding another teleportation device, it would hit the person.

Wei An forcibly pulled Yang Qianhuan to correct this detail.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang."

He called twice.

no respond.

I can’t go on stage again, so what’s the point of rushing there?
His eyes fell on the anchor point in the backyard.

He paused for a few breaths, retracted his gaze, and took two steps into the house.

A fierce light lit up, and the graceful figure gradually solidified in it.

"Teacher Jianzheng just gave Father a reply today. You are fine. Teacher Jianzheng recommended you."

Huaiqing didn't drag his feet at all.

Wei An looked at her, "Did His Majesty ask you to come here?"

"I'm fine... I owe you a lot, can you help me again this time?"

Huaiqing changed his words in time.

"Since Your Highness has requested it, I will always comply."

Wei An smiled.

Huai Qingfeng's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he pointed out Wei An's thoughts, "If I don't come today, you will go too."

Wei An's smile widened as he flatly denied it, "That's absolutely not the case!"

"You want me to beg you?"

"I really don't understand what your Highness is talking about."

"... "

The conversation between the two disappeared in the clear light.

(End of this chapter)