Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 24 Poetry Festival
Xuanci and the princess were hanging out in the house, completely unaware that a maid in the mansion had already discovered what was going on.

After confirming the affair between the two, the spy immediately reported to his superiors and finally passed the information to Tongxuan Temple in the southwest corner of the city.

As Fahai expected, there were indeed Taoist people in Chang'an City who were very concerned about his actions, and Lei Yizi, the abbot of Tongxuan Temple, was the "running dog" he was referring to.

Hearing the news reported by the Taoist nun in his arms, Lei Yizi, with disheveled hair, seemed to be thinking about something, muttering:
"He's very, very, very handsome, injured, and looks like he's seeking the princess's protection, hiding from someone. He's even got a little girl with him...hiss~ Could this person be Monk Xuanci?"

The rather attractive Taoist nun said, "I just thought this was possible, so I came to report it immediately. The people at Hongfu Temple have been acting very strangely these past two days, and they've even appeared near the Duke of Liang's mansion. How could this be such a coincidence?"

Lei Yizi's expression grew increasingly serious. He let go of her hand and let her stand up. He then asked sternly, "Did the spies in the mansion hear what he said to the princess?"

"No, Princess Gaoyang was very cautious when she met that handsome man. She couldn't get too close. Oh, and the little girl next to that handsome man called him 'Pigeon'."

"Pigeon? Pigeon?"

Lei Yizi's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement:
"He must be Monk Xuanci. A few months ago, I went to the Yin family to identify him under the pretext of paying my respects, and I heard a little girl calling him that.

"I thought this was a taboo for the monk to address his master and servant, but I never thought he was actually a playboy monk who not only dared to get involved with the princess, but also did not spare the maids in my grandfather's house.

"Okay, okay, this guy actually ran away from Duke Xun's Mansion to Duke Liang's Mansion. How can Fahai protect him?

"Have someone keep an eye on him and find an opportunity to take action as soon as possible to get him out. But be very careful and don't alert the officials around Prime Minister Fang.

"Also, we must capture him alive. Don't harm Xuanci's life, otherwise all our efforts will be in vain!"

……

It's getting dark.

People carried lanterns and visited relatives and friends. The taverns were packed with guests and there was constant laughter and joy.

Pingkangfang has been crowded since dusk, but the surging crowds of people continue to gather like an endless torrent.

This scene was comparable to the highway entrance on the Xuanci Mother Star on the night of September 9th, which shocked the General of the Left Jinwu Guard and he immediately dispatched another thousand elite soldiers to the scene to maintain order.

The most crowded place is Wenyue Pavilion.

The price of scented tea here has risen to an unprecedented 1 tael of gold per cup, and its price per gram is comparable to that of an eyebrow pencil on the Xuanci Mother Star, but it still cannot stop dignitaries and literati from entering.

Just after eight o'clock in the evening, the Wenyue Pavilion, from the lobby to the private rooms, even the side halls and the independent courtyards, was already packed. The lobby was especially full, with not even enough space to add an extra bench.

The music has already started in the center of the stage.

The air is filled with the smell of wine, sex, money, and the fragrant body odor of wealthy ladies, which is the best stimulant for men.

Even before the main character of the night appeared, the literati and scholars had already started to compose poems and freestyle (improvisation) under the influence of wine.

Many people also came prepared, writing their masterpieces directly on the poetry board, and then hung them high up for display to receive praise.

There were also those scholars who came to Beijing to seek official positions. It was even more impossible for them to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They took out their best poems and essays, hoping to be appreciated by the noble in the elegant seats upstairs.

The noise is not only inside the building, but also outside~
Thousands of people who could not enter the Wenyue Pavilion were unwilling to miss the opportunity, so they stood, sat, squatted, or climbed up the walls and treetops, crowding around to watch the excitement. Among them were also poor literati and wild poets who chatted enthusiastically.

Whenever there was a burst of applause in the building, someone would immediately recite it aloud, and word of mouth would spread, and in an instant the masterpiece would spread from inside to outside.

This scene can definitely be called an unprecedented poetry festival!

This was actually caused by a lowly male prostitute.

……

"As officials appointed by the imperial court, how can you go to such a place of entertainment?"

Fang Xuanling said to his sons in the Duke of Liang's mansion:

"What's so interesting about a clown? What kind of poetry can he write?
"It's just a stunt deliberately created by those brothels to make money and attract attention.

"No one is allowed to enter Pingkangfang tonight, do you understand?"

The three eldest sons, Fang Yizheng, Fang Yiai and Fang Yize, were somewhat disappointed, but they did not dare to disobey their father and nodded in agreement.

Madam Fang suddenly said, "Erlang, Princess Gaoyang is pregnant and has been feeling unwell all day. I think you should stay home tonight and stay with her."

What else could Fang Yiai say? He had married a young woman and could only treat her with caution. He nodded, said goodbye, and walked towards the independent courtyard in the southeast corner.

This huge courtyard was specially expanded to welcome Princess Gaoyang. It has rockery, a pond, and a side door with independent entrance and exit.

Princess Gaoyang was pacing in the room, feeling a little impatient because her husband was still lingering in the house so late and did not go out to visit friends as he had planned.

At this time, Chen Xiaoke, dressed as a maid in the princess's mansion, walked in with a personal maid.

"Greetings, little...Greetings, Your Highness~"

Chen Xiaoke often heard Gege calling the princess by her nickname in private, and almost blurted it out.

"My pigeon asks His Highness, it's so late, is it still possible?"

Seeing that she was about to miss her lover's important event, Princess Gaoyang thought for a moment, made up her mind, and said to her personal maid:

"Never mind, I'm leaving the house now. Tell Xiaoru and the others that if my lover asks, just tell them I'm going back to the princess's house to get something."

The maid looked hesitant, but seeing that she was serious, she held back her words and brought her a fur robe to put on.

The few of them quickly walked out the door, but unexpectedly, they ran into Fang Yiai head-on before they had gone far.

Fang Yiai was naturally very confused when he saw that his beloved wife, who was not feeling well, even put on a coat.

Princess Gaoyang was shocked and could only lie to her husband when he asked her:
"I feel much better now. I was just about to come find you. I heard that Pingkangfang is very lively tonight. Can you take me to see it?"

To be honest, Fang Yiai felt that her idea was completely reasonable, even expected, but remembering Fang Xuanling's instructions just now, he could only sigh and said that he also wanted to go, but his father would not allow it.

Princess Gaoyang said proudly:
"What are you afraid of? Let's quietly leave through the side door. If we're discovered, you can just say I was being stubborn and forced you to go. Is that okay?"

Fang Yiai's heart moved, and he remembered the unprecedented grand occasion that his friend had described to him when he came to see him just now, so he reluctantly agreed.

While he was arranging his departure, Princess Gaoyang slipped a token to Chen Xiaoke and told her the backup plan.

Chen Xiaoke returned to the hut, lit the oil lamp, and said to Xuanci who was smoking:
"Gege, Xiao Yinyang has gone out with Fang Erlang. She asked you to take this to find Sister Xiaoru and ask her to take you to Pingkangfang hidden in a carriage. She said this is the only way now."

"Fuck!"

Xuan Ci complained:
"I want the princess to escort me, but you only give me a carriage. What's the point? Can it protect me from those bald donkeys?"

He knew that the mansion must have been surrounded. As soon as he showed his head, he would either be attacked by Fahai himself or be beaten up by a group of masters.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Xiaoke said, "It's almost midnight. If you don't go to the brothel, those idiot geniuses will definitely say... you can't write poetry, so you don't dare to go."

Xuan Ci blew out two streams of smoke from his nostrils, thinking that this was not just a matter of face. He had finally found a great opportunity to deliver a critical hit, and he must not miss it.

Wenyue Pavilion is now crowded with dignitaries, ministers, princesses, and even princes. As long as he can rush there, Fahai will not be able to attack him again.

But his current location is at least 2 kilometers away from Wenyue Pavilion, and his strength has been exposed. He is afraid that he will be captured by Fahai's men before he reaches Pingkangfang.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and a woman's voice sounded outside the door:
"Sister Xiaoke, are you in there? The princess asked me to come look for you."

"Is it Xiaoru?" Chen Xiaoke looked at Xuanci. He was not very familiar with the maid named Xiaoru, and could not confirm it just by listening to the voice.

Xuan Ci felt that the only option now was to hide in the carriage of the princess's mansion and then try his best to escape, so he crushed the cigarette butt and signaled Chen Xiaoke to open the door.

After the door opened, a maid and a servant came in.

They closed the door quietly, then came to Xuan Ci and bowed, as if they wanted to say something.

Chen Xiaoke, using the light of the oil lamp, confirmed that the maid was not the Xiaoru Princess Gaoyang had mentioned. Just as she was about to ask, something strange happened.
It turns out that the two people's hands clasped together during the salute were hiding something mysterious. At this moment, they both suddenly attacked.
One of them sprinkled 3 cubic meters of poison powder on Xuanci's face, and the other directly pulled out a sharp blade and stabbed Xuanci's thigh like lightning.

The speed is very fast~
You can tell at first glance that he is no ordinary person!

(End of this chapter)