my demon

Chapter 23

Xiao Yan, who gave up thinking, went out to Jin'ou Lane again at night. When he left the teleportation formation, Wu Yunduo let out a small cry and rubbed against his feet. It was disguised as an ordinary house cat, and it should be what it looked like when it was alive, with green eyes and black Mao, a small ball no bigger than a fist.

Xiao Yan picked it up and put it in his arm, walked out of the room, and saw Wei Fanjun standing in the yard, talking with a man with his head raised slightly, his face sullen.

The man was quite tall, with boots on his feet and a waist like a monkey's back. Looking from the side, his eyebrows were like crouching silkworms and his eyes were like red phoenixes.

When Xiao Yan suddenly appeared with the cat in his arms, Wei Fanjun and the man were startled, Wei Fanjun stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen the emperor."

The man saluted after him.

Xiao Yan asked: "Who is this?"

The man replied in a deep voice: "I wish you Rufeng, Lord An Guo ordered you to serve Your Majesty, please give me your instructions."

Wei Fanjun looked at Xiao Yan aggrievedly and argued: "Your Majesty, my grandfather will order him to follow me. He just returned to Beijing from his hometown and doesn't know the rules. Your Majesty forgives me."

Xiao Yan smiled and said: "It's okay, it's good that there are people guarding here, thank you Mr. An Guogong for your trouble. Is it Zhu Rufeng? From now on, the house will trouble you, and there is this cat." He raised his arm slightly. Wu Yunduo: "His name is Wu Yunduo."

Wu Yunduo lazily raised his eyelids, let out a meow, slipped from Xiao Yan's arm, jumped onto Xiao Yan's shoulder, and then jumped onto the big tree in the courtyard.

Zhu Rufeng clasped his hands and said, "Humblely obey the order."

Xiao Yan said: "Let An Guogong spend some money for you and arrange a position in the Imperial Guard. The one that doesn't need to be on duty is also worthy of the name."

Wei Fanjun opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yan: "The emperor still knows this?"

Xiao Yan laughed: "What do you know? Do you know that the official position of the Great Yan Dynasty can be bought and sold? Not only do I know that this official position can be bought, but I also know who to buy it from and how much it costs - 5000 taels of silver. Eunuch Gao, the pen eunuch, can buy one, but you have to be a relative of the emperor to find this way, and ordinary people can't buy it."

Wei Fanjun laughed dryly, and said dryly: "Your Majesty, you are so funny."

Zhu Rufeng glanced at him, Wei Fanjun felt it sensitively, and gave him a sideways glance, but Zhu Rufeng didn't look at him again, and only asked Xiao Yan: "Where does the emperor want to go tonight? I will drive the chariot for you." .”

Xiao Yan said: "Walk around casually, go and see where there is excitement."

Wei Fanjun clapped the fan in his hand: "I'm good at this. Tengyun Pavilion has a lot of new paintings and antiques from everyone. Let's go and have a look." Where he could not take the emperor, he carefully drew a range for him, and ordered Zhu Rufeng to follow him closely.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly: "Get in the car first." He looked up at Wu Yunduo who was still dozing off on the tree: "Wu Yunduo, are you going?"

Wu Yunduo lazily moved her tail: "Meow..." What is there to do where there are many people?

Xiao Yan ignored it, the carriage at the door had already been set up, and after getting into the carriage and sitting down, Xiao Yan touched the soul box on his chest, and asked Lich: "Are you interested? If not, we will change after a while." place."

The Lich had seen a lot of high-quality products in the inner library before in the palace, and he had some understanding of the aesthetics and culture of this world, so he replied: "It doesn't matter, you mortals here also have amazing creativity. Not long means that the time to learn and accumulate skills will be very short, but you still have excellent artistic talent and creativity, which must be the power bestowed on you by the Dao of Heaven."

On the high magic plane where he is, creativity and artistic talent depend more on racial talent and the expansion of the spiritual sea.It is hard to imagine that ordinary people without a trace of magic can carve and produce exquisite works of art.

Xiao Yan walked out and got into the carriage while chatting with the Lich: "There is a poem called, the article hates fate. People who live too peacefully and richly cannot write poems that are particularly touching and immortal. There are also poems, If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."

The Lich said: "It makes sense."

The car stopped shortly after, Xiao Yan got out of the car, and was about to go to Tengyun Pavilion, when he got to the bottom of the building, Lich suddenly spoke in Xiao Yan's ear: "Wait, let's go and see the sideshow over there."

Xiao Yan was stunned, turned his head and saw that there was indeed a very spacious venue on one side, where there were countless performers and jugglers, in the center of a circle, a warrior with white beard and hair was performing a set of boxing skills with his bare hands, he was hale and hearty, His punches are like the wind, his palms are cut in circles, and his legs are extremely stable, which won the applause of the audience.

Xiao Yan turned around and went there, Wei Fanjun and Zhu Rufeng saw it and could only walk there.

Xiao Yan stood and watched for a while. Although the three of them were dressed in low-key clothes, they had different auras. Someone had already stepped aside to stand up for them. Zhu Rufeng said beside Xiao Yan: "This is Cheng's Little Nine Heavens."

Erling, a man carrying a tray to collect money, had already heard what Zhu Rufeng said, and quickly received it with a smile: "It's the Cheng's family's practice. I'm an unworthy disciple, so I can only make a living as a performer. Please reward me."

Zhu Rufeng grabbed half a sling of money and threw it into the plate, the old man inside looked at Su Rong and bowed his hands, then closed it again, and punched Xiao Yan again.

When the set of punches was finished, the audience yelled, but Lich whispered in Xiao Yan's ear: "Look at it again."

Xiao Yan stood still with a calm expression on his face. The old man saw that Xiao Yan meant to watch, so he took the painstaking efforts to lead his apprentice and beat him again meticulously.

Only then did Xiao Yan walk away slowly, and when he reached the next door, he stopped again.

Zhu Rufeng looked at it and explained: "This is a Shaolin stick."

Sure enough, Xiao Yan stood and watched the young man in the middle dance a long stick so that the water couldn't get in, his figure was like a spear, and his posture was heroic.He ordered the reward first, then stood and watched the young man play twice, and then went down again.

Wei Fanjun and Zhu Rufeng looked at each other, only watching Xiao Yan see all the jugglers under the bridge, including Nandao, Baguazhang, Yangjialance, Tanglangquan, and Xingyiquan. Once, after that, I even watched with great interest the nunchucks, two-handed swords and other weapons.

Wei Fanjun only felt a bit of a headache, and winked at Zhu Rufeng, but Zhu Rufeng just followed Xiao Yan without changing his expression.

This story was passed on from ten to ten, and all the martial arts team in the venue knew that there was a young master from a rich family, so they loved to watch this martial arts juggling, and the rewards were generous.So as soon as I saw them passing by, I immediately put out my housekeeping skills and played hard.

Xiao Yan stared at it for more than an hour. Wei Fanjun was worried that people would recognize the real dragon's heel because of his eyes, and then he was afraid that swords and guns had no eyes. He worked very hard and stood still. His feet were sore and numb, and he was exhausted, so he quietly reminded Xiao Yan: "Master, it's going to be a curfew...Look..."

Only then did Xiao Yan say: "Okay, let's go back."

After getting into the carriage, the Lich sighed insatiably: "A mortal without any magic power can perform such perfect fighting skills, it is fascinating."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly: "I like it so much."

The Lich said: "Very vigorous vitality."

Xiao Yan was silent, did not say anything more on this topic, but felt a little sad in his heart.

When returning to the room and getting off the car, Xiao Yan told Zhu Rufeng before entering the room: "Go and build a house for me, and also register it under the name of Jiuyao, and go to recruit some of the martial artists who watched today as guards, no matter what sect, Just play well."

Both Zhu Rufeng and Wei Fanjun were stunned, and Wei Fanjun almost blurted out: "But your majesty, those are almost fake tricks. They are just a fool in the world, and they look beautiful, but they have no real skills. They have actually fought before." There are only a few tricks... It’s not very useful to really recruit, the main reason is that you can’t believe it, there are three schools and nine streams, and there are many people.”

Xiao Yan turned his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.

But Zhu Rufeng stepped forward and said: "This subordinate will do it tomorrow, but I don't know if this Zhuangzi has any other requirements."

Xiao Yan said: "If you want to be able to run horses, build a school yard so that those nurses can practice well. I will let you know when I want to see it."

Zhu Rufeng agreed, but Wei Fanjun didn't dare to say anything.

Xiao Yan waved his hand and said, "I'm back, I don't need you to serve me anymore, what should I do?"

Wei Fanjun and Zhu Rufeng bowed and watched Xiao Yan walk into the room with the black cat with dark clouds, and then they retreated slowly to the outer courtyard.

Seeing the silence inside, Wei Fanjun asked Zhu Rufeng, "Don't you need to send the emperor back?"

Zhu Rufeng said: "Don't do superfluous things, do what the emperor tells you to do, don't do what you haven't told, and don't make up your own mind."

Wei Fanjun was upset, and stared at Zhu Rufeng: "Forget about sending the emperor, but why don't you persuade the emperor about the matter of asking for a nursing home? What use are those people who are of the highest rank? If you see through the identity of the emperor, Isn't it causing trouble?"

Zhu Rufeng said calmly: "Human, let's check it out. The family background is clean and there is no criminal record. As for whether it is useful or not, that is the emperor's business. Even if it is only seen as a theater troupe, how can the honor of a country be raised?" Don't you mind? As for the young master, you liked to watch that little play back then, didn't your father-in-law also raise a class in the mansion?"

Wei Fanjun was right when he heard it, but his lips were still firm: "Just you still remember the Chen Zhima rotten millet so many years ago, when you said you would leave, what are you doing now?"

Zhu Rufeng said: "The Duke is worried about you, let me protect you."

Wei Fanjun pursed his lips: "Grandpa always thinks that I can't do this or that, and I'm not as good as you."

Zhu Rufeng said: "How could it be, since the emperor values ​​you, you must have something special."

Wei Fanjun could see it, and quickly opened his mouth and smiled: "Are you so stupid? You don't know, he is in the private room alone, and I broke in with someone, insisting that he give me the private room. Hey! I was sweating when I went in and recognized him that day! You don’t know how dangerous it is!”

The corners of Zhu Rufeng's mouth turned up slightly, and he only followed behind him, listening to him babbling about the horror of that day.