Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 87 A woman said you want to see her

"Is this... the fourth rank?"

"This boxing technique looks ordinary no matter how you look at it."

"Could it be that this Mountain Shaking Manual can hone one's 'will'?"

"... "

Wei An's achievement of the fourth rank was not as great as the impact that his "Shaking the Mountain" brought to everyone, especially the warriors.

Ruoshanpu has the effect of tempering one's "intention".

Then Wei An has taken a new path in martial arts!
Or…

"He has improved his martial arts!"

"If you cultivate your 'intention' from the very beginning, reaching the fourth level won't be difficult. Reaching the third level will only be a problem with your Qi, blood, and physical strength."

"Martial arts has ushered in a new world!"

Some old masters pointed out the key points.

"Ang~"

A faint dragon roar could be heard from deep within the still surging clouds in the sky.

In the eyes of Zhao Shou, Luo Yuheng, Daju, Yuan Jing and others, a golden dragon was looming in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and wisps of gifts fell on Wei An.

Old monk Du'e looked at Wei An with a deep gaze.

Among the martial artists present, some impatient ones started practicing the Mountain-Shaking Fist on the spot.

Most warriors scoff at this behavior!

There is no matching stance, qi and power methods. Only one boxing stance can hone the "intention". How magical is this boxing technique?

"Master, thank you very much."

On the ring, Wei An clasped his fists towards Jing Nian.

Jingnian's expression remained calm.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s confident in his own abilities, or if he’s reached a high level in his Zen practice.

Jingnian clasped his hands together and nodded slightly.

There is indeed a touch of master style.

"Please, Master."

Wei An gestured with his hand.

At this moment, his boxing power is still rising.

Jingnian walked from a corner of the ring to the center and stood opposite Wei An.

"Master, I'm sorry."

As Wei An finished speaking, his figure moved in a straight line.

The right fist is surrounded by fist energy, which is like a heavy rain splashing with ink, endless and boundless!

“You shall not kill.”

Pure thoughts speak.

This sentence still bears the brunt.

Weaken the desire to fight.

But it has no effect on Wei An!

His punches were full of vigor and strength!

Indestructible and unstoppable!
"Put down the butcher knife and turn around!"

"Don't be belligerent!"

"Avoid greed, anger, and ignorance, and stop the war!"

The Law-teachers are somewhat similar to Confucianists in some respects.

But what the lawyers say must be something that one can do oneself, which is not as good as the pure nonsense of Confucianism.

After applying one commandment after another to Wei An without any effect, Jing Nian moved for the first time.

"Woo!"

Wei An's punch missed, and a whine sounded in the air.

Jing Nian actually dodged and avoided it the moment his fist was about to make contact.

And just give in one step!
"The master's body movements are amazing."

Wei An grinned.

So, who doesn’t have a backup plan?

How could the bald thief show off his power only through rules?

"This monk is very secretive."

"The monk is from the lineage of Liuli Bodhisattva!"

"Just dodging, despicable and shameless!"

A group of warriors exposed Jing Nian's past and insulted him endlessly.

If you can't beat them, just hide?
And he used the precepts while dodging!
Pooh!
nausea!

Wei An is in a good mood.

Hide.

He can spend the whole day with Jingnian!

His figure disappeared again and again, and he gave his all in every attack!

“Thou shalt not kill!”

"Let go of your obsession!"

"Put down the butcher knife!"

And what about pure thoughts?

Keep using discipline and keep dodging.

He is not a monk, and with such consumption, he has already reached the bottom.

Jingnian huddled in a corner of the ring, his eyes locked on Wei An, a layer of sweat breaking out on his bald forehead.

Wei An's condition couldn't be better.

"Donor Wei, you win this level."

When he was about to swing his fist again, the old monk Du'e spoke up and raised the white flag.

"Master, thank you for letting me."

Wei An stopped and clasped his fists with a smile.

He is not polite or modest.

The tone was light, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

"Is this also called a ring?"

"You bald ass! You have no manners!"

“You will never be able to attain enlightenment in your lifetime!”

"... "

Not only the warriors, but also the onlookers started cursing!

It’s like experiencing the style of martial arts, without any punches hitting flesh or a trace of blood!

Du'e ignored the insults and raised his head slightly.

"Supervisor, in two hours, we will open the second and third levels."

After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the spot, meditating and waiting.

It seemed like a notification rather than a discussion, and the attitude was arrogant.

"can."

The supervisor’s response came from the Observatory.

The night watchman took immediate action.

The news reached the night watchman's office and then the imperial city.

After getting off the stage, Wei Anxian said a few words to the dean and then walked towards Huaiqing.

"I'm fine after all the hard work."

Huaiqing took two steps forward.

"Your Highness has worked hard."

Wei An's words had a hidden meaning.

Huaiqing understood immediately.

"The Emperor asked me to inquire about the steam locomotive, and just then someone from the Imperial Astronomical Observatory came back with the information, so I took the initiative to take on the task."

She explained with a faint smile.

Wei An was stunned.

It was he who misunderstood Emperor Yuan Jing.

Emperor Yuan Jing couldn't possibly predict the Supervisor's decision.

"What did your Majesty say?"

He changed the subject.

"You've been in Yunzhou before. The Wushen Cult has been active, and the Gu Tribe in southern Xinjiang is also unstable. To prevent unrest on the border, my father believes that we should build a track running north through Yuzhou and another running south through Xiangzhou." "Running north and south, that would be a considerable investment."

Wei An looked at her.

Every year, an unknown amount of money flows from the Dafeng treasury into someone's private treasury, which is used by that person to refine pills of all sizes for the four seasons and to cultivate immortality.

Still have money?

"Honeycomb coal is quite profitable. I've asked Song Qing to make a comprehensive plan. After that, we'll go to the site to determine the route. I might even need your 'Anywhere Door'."

"Transporting materials is also possible, which may greatly reduce the construction schedule and investment."

"That's great, but it's going to be troublesome again."

"Your Highness is very polite. It's not like I don't want to take money."

"... "

Not long after the two of them talked, a group of Jinwu Guards and even more Imperial Sword Guards came over.

First, disperse the onlookers and strictly mark out an open space.

Another person quickly built a shed.

Tables and chairs, tea, fruits, incense burners and hand warmers, curtains and cushions, every detail is in place.

After a while, court officials, royal family members, princes and nobles entered the venue.

Huaiqing went to reunite with Emperor Yuan Jing and his brothers and sisters.

Wei An came to his uncle's shed.

"This is a relic I just found. Uncle, take a look. Is the old monk telling me the truth?"

Wei An placed the soybean-sized relic on the table, with a hint of showing off.

Wei Yuan picked it up and looked at it carefully. "Not bad, I finally saved up some money."

"Uncle, what do you think should be done with this relic?"

Wei An's tone became more serious at this moment.

Wei Yuan glanced at his good nephew.

"You're not stupid. How could the old monk have such good intentions? Regarding this relic, please ask the Supervisor to refine the Arhat's remaining thoughts within it for you. You can then use it in medicine, refine weapons, or place it at home to protect your house."

"Is it not possible to be the Imperial Master? I'm worried that the Supervisor will not see me again."

Wei An asked.

Wei Yuan frowned, "You should have less contact with Luo Yuheng. You should know how His Majesty treats her."

He's just a bootlicker, wishful thinking, how could he not know?

The whole country knows it!

"The Imperial Master and I are inseparable friends."

Wei An said confidently.

Gained a faint look from Wei Yuan.

At that moment, Nangong Qianrou beside him winked at him.

He said goodbye to his uncle and walked aside with Nangong Qianrou.

"problem occurs?"

Wei An saw that he was acting strangely and had no clue what to do, so he asked.

"There's a woman outside who wants to come in and says you want to see her."

Nangong Qianrou's words are difficult to understand.

Wei An almost couldn't figure out the cause and effect.

The woman wants to come in.

I want to see the woman.

It can’t be the national teacher...

"who?"

Wei An had some guesses in his mind, and he said this deliberately as he walked out.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged woman with average facial features and skin, but her figure was pretty good.

He put his right hand into his robe sleeve, twisted it in the air, and pulled out a Qi-viewing technique. He stimulated it with his Qi, and the middle-aged woman in his eyes suddenly underwent a drastic change...

really!

Dazzling and magnificent, it is incomparable to ordinary people!
Only one person can match this kind of atmosphere!

Wei An stepped forward, nodded to Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, and said to the middle-aged woman, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The middle-aged woman seemed relieved.

He looked at Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao again.

The two of them immediately walked to the side tactfully.

The middle-aged woman waved to Wei An again.

Wei An took half a step forward, leaned forward slightly, and tilted his head.

"Who is this woman?"

"He's an elder in Mr. Wei's family."

"Isn't Mr. Wei the only elder left in Mr. Wei's family?"

"... "

The people outside, especially the women, were buzzing with discussion.

If it weren't for the large size of the scene and the large number of people, some unpleasant words would have been thrown at the middle-aged woman.

In the distance, under the most luxurious shed, Huaiqing also glanced in the direction of the noise.

"The Imperial Master said you wanted to see me."

The middle-aged woman whispered in Wei An's ear.

The voice was also exceptionally pleasant, giving a different feeling from Luo Yuheng's.

Wei An turned his head and met the middle-aged woman's eyes. He quickly distanced himself from her and nodded. He asked, "So why are you here today?"

Just to fulfill what I said to the National Master, meet him?
"I want to go in and watch the Buddhist fighting."

"You just got here?"

The middle-aged woman nodded.

"it is good."

Wei An spoke to Song Tingfeng.

Bring the middle-aged woman in.

This also caused a lot of discussion among the women in the outer circle.

Somewhere that Wei An didn't notice, a pair of phoenix eyes were gloomy.

"This is?"

Seeing his nephew arrange a middle-aged woman with plain face to sit under the tent on the dean's side, Wei Yuan asked a question.

"An elder."

His good nephew just mentioned it briefly, and he knew there must be something wrong, but he didn't ask.

Mu Nanzhi looked here and there, not looking very calm, which did not match her apparent age at all. She looked more like a girl of 28 years old.

Two hours is not a short time.

The people outside went out to eat or bought some food.

Wei An also used some of the pastries brought by his uncle.

When the time came, Du'e stood up, waved his monk robe, and the huge arena disappeared.

"Supervisor, do you know the mustard seed of Mount Sumeru?"

His voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the venue.

"Little trick ears."

A faint laugh came from the supervisor on the top floor of the Observatory.

Du'e was not annoyed and took out a golden bowl from the sleeve of his monk's robe.

With a light throw, the golden bowl flew into the air, and thousands of Buddha lights fell.

A mountain gradually appeared in the Buddha's light.

"Donor Wei, please come in."

Du'e pointed to a stone road that meandered up the mountain.

Very straightforward, no extra words.

Wei An also stood up quickly.

He took a step forward with his right foot, and the next moment, his right foot landed on the stone slab.

"Donor Wei."

Du'e's reminder came in time.

This is not the ability of a warrior.

"Mage, don't worry."

Wei An's voice was heard immediately.

(End of this chapter)