Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 192 Mei Sanniang

At the Great Court Meeting, people from the Tianshi Mansion wanted to find Purdue Cihang Doufa. The news, like a gust of wind, quickly swept through the entire capital, and even spread from the capital to the entire world.

When entering the city, the conversation between Mo Yuan and Pudu Cihang was not concealed, and it is only reasonable for the news to spread.

Throughout Kyoto, the streets and alleys are full of discussions about this matter.

Na Pudu Cihang has also been in Beijing for several years, and often uses magic to play some magical scenes to fool the world, and the Tianshi Mansion has survived for hundreds of years and is famous far and wide.

Everyone in the world is looking forward to this battle between the Dao and the Buddha, not to mention the dispute over the luck of the Buddha, the Dao and the throne as well as the battle for the throne.

In a brothel somewhere.

A group of scholars were drinking while admiring the beauty's singing and dancing, and Wang Anxu was also among them.

"Brother Wang, why don't you show off your skills and make a picture of beauties singing and dancing?" said the young scholar.

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang's painting skills are amazing, you can see us today!" Someone shouted again.

However, Wang Anxu couldn't be more generous than everyone else, so he could only agree with a smile: "Okay, since everyone said so, then I will make a picture, but you must not let Ms. Chen know about today's affairs, otherwise, I'm in big trouble!"

"Hahahaha, I can't tell, Brother Wang is still a fear of guilt, just paint, let's keep our mouths shut!" A group of scholars laughed.

They were awarded Jinshi, and there is no position assignment at this time, and they have a lot of leisure time, so they can come to this brothel for entertainment, Da Chen's atmosphere is open, and there is no prohibition on such things.

Wang Anxu wants to paint, and the waiter in his own brothel brings the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Everyone chatted while watching him paint, and the topic soon turned to the recent invitation to fight Pudu Cihang by Tianshi Mansion in the capital.

Someone said regretfully: "The Heavenly Master's Mansion is full of Taoism, and Master Purdue Cihang is a generation of Buddhist eminent monks. I don't know how exciting this fight and lecture is, but in our identities, we can only be ranked at the end of the Dachaohui. I'm afraid I can't see anything."

"Hey, there's nothing to see. In this fight and lecture, Master Pudu Cihang will definitely win!" A young man dressed in extravagance laughed.

Wang Anxu recognized this person, this person is Zhou Shen, the youngest son of the minister of the Ministry of Rites, who is second in this class, and his future prospects are not comparable to him.

"Mr. Zhou, why did you say that? The Heavenly Master's Mansion has stood in the world for hundreds of years. There have been sacrifices in all dynasties. His supernatural powers are immeasurable and his reputation spread far and wide. How do you conclude that Master Pudu Cihang will win?" Someone asked in confusion.

When Zhou Shen heard the words, he shook his folding fan lightly, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that the current emperor trusts Master Pudu Cihang, and he is on the side of the first prince in the battle for the throne, and the Tianshi Mansion supports the second prince. With all the ministers present and under the watchful eyes of everyone, how could the Holy Majesty let the Eldest Prince and Master Pudu Cihang lose face?"

Your Majesty supports the First Prince!
As soon as this sentence came out, Wang Anxu's wrist trembled, so he didn't destroy the picture of the beauty in front of him.

He was born in a poor family, so naturally he didn't know much about the political struggle between the court and the Chinese government, so he had always respected the second prince who showed his affection to him, and even had a faint feeling of hugging his thigh.

As the son of the Minister of Rites, Zhou Shen's news must be reliable. It seems that he should stay away from the second prince.

Wang Anxu secretly decided that Prince Jing would never be invited to the wedding, and he should be kept at a respectful distance!
"It's not just the Holy Majesty, everyone knows that it is said that the Tianshi Mansion is fighting against Master Pudu Cihang, but the old Tianshi passed away not long ago, who else in the Tianshi Mansion can be the opponent of Master Pudu Cihang?" Zhou Shen asked.

"Young Master Zhou, what you mean is that the person who made the move was not from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" someone said from below.

"exactly!"

Zhou Shen nodded, and said: "According to the soldiers guarding the gate that day, Tianshi Mansion found a young man who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. How can a boy of this age compare with Master Pudu Cihang?"

When all the scholars heard the news, they were full of discussions. After all, not everyone saw King Jing enter the city at the gate of the city. showdown.

"Young master Zhou's news came just in time. I heard that someone opened a stall to bet on the outcome of this battle. Let's see, let's all go and press Master Pudu Cihang, and we will surely make a small fortune!"

"Vulgar, vulgar, we are all scholars, how can we talk about these yellow and white things, hurry up, fine wine and fine wine!"

All the scholars laughed and drank without mentioning it. After Wang Anxu finished the painting, he drank a few cups with everyone and then dispersed.

Walking on the road, when he was in a daze, Wang Anxu was still thinking about the matter of Prince Jing, thinking of visiting his cheap father-in-law Chen Shangshu.

But suddenly, in the dark alley, a woman's voice suddenly came: "Wang Lang, Wang Lang!"

This is?

Hearing this voice, Wang Anxu felt a sense of familiarity for no reason. Just as he was thinking about who it was, a bright and beautiful figure had already appeared in front of him.

"Sanniang, it's you!" Wang Anxu spat out in shock.

"It's me, Wang Lang, it's me!"

The woman was wearing a black palace dress, and she was extremely beautiful.She looked at Wang Anxu's beautiful eyes, full of longing, and only heard her say: "Wang Lang, I miss you to death!"

While speaking, he leaned towards Wang Anxu's arms.

Warm and soft jade in his arms, Wang Anxu woke up from the wine in an instant, a chill ran through his body from head to toe, he hurriedly pushed the woman away, and said: "Sanniang, what's wrong with you, who is here?" Know you're here?"

"Wang Lang, what's wrong with you, why is your face so bad?" The woman called San Niang asked a little strangely.

Can Wang Anxu's complexion look good? The Mei Sanniang in front of him is his first wife from his hometown. He is currently seeking to marry the only daughter of Chen Shangshu's family. If someone finds out, his career in the future will be over!
"It's nothing, Sanniang, tell me quickly, does anyone else know why you came here?" Wang Anxu asked eagerly.

A shy smile appeared on Mei Sanniang's pretty face, and she said: "It's my concubine who misses you. It's been a year since you left home in the blink of an eye. Why do you ask my concubine to wait alone..."

"Does anyone know you're here?"

"No, Wang Lang, I didn't say anything to anyone, I just want to see you." Mei Sanniang looked at Wang Anxu tenderly, and wanted to lean into his arms.

Unexpectedly, Wang Anxu grabbed her, looked left and right, and said: "Sanniang, there are a lot of people here, it's not good for others to see, you'd better go back with me first, let's make plans."

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Mei Sanniang completely ignored Wang Anxu's abnormality, and nodded in agreement.

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(End of this chapter)