Chapter 243 Liu Bang’s plan (three in one)

"Sit down, the little girl congratulates the reappearance of Shenwei Marquis in the world, and her strength has improved greatly in ten years."

Seeing Xie Ying's expression, Meng Yazhi smiled and greeted casually, as casual as a friend she hadn't seen for many years, and a little unspeakable strange. After all, Xie Ying and Meng Yazhi had only met twice, and they did not have much deep friendship.

Two yin and yang fish suddenly appeared in Xie Ying's pupils. She looked at Meng Yayi deeply, then nodded to the four spirits, and signaled to sit down and eat.

"Substantially people really enjoy so much delicious food to eat"

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up, and she ignored Meng Yazhi. She shouted sweetly, sat down and tried the food directly. She quickly tasted some of them, and continued disappointedly: "There are indeed many varieties and the taste is quite unique, but we still cooked them ourselves."

"That's a problem of materials and has little to do with craftsmanship. Although this restaurant is not top-notch in the secular world, it is also a rare place for food."

Meng Yazhi's voice was pleasant and clear. It was not surprising at all that he was easy-going and rude to the Four Spirits.

Although the Four Spirits have always called Xie Ying "Master" and regard themselves as slaves, Meng Yazhi can prepare five pairs of bowls and chopsticks in advance. Obviously, she is quite clear about Xie Ying's relevant information. Otherwise, when meeting guests outside, there is no reason why the master and the slave will serve together.

"Yeah, that's true," Xiao Ling nodded and responded.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you've become a dream. Everyone's style remains the same. It's really awesome to worship everyone.

Seeing the four spirits eating on their own, Xie Ying tasted a few sips, the children around Meng Yazhi poured wine consciously, and Xie Ying raised her glass to say to the point.

"Tongjing" Meng Yazhi raised her glass and responded with a jade hand, paused bright eyes and stared at Xie Ying and asked, "Is Shenwei Hou so relieved? Are you not afraid of the little girl being poisoned? It has been ten years, and many things can be changed, and many people are there."

"snort"

Xiao Ling snorted coldly and still ate on his own, even the other three spirits didn't care.

Originally, I thought Meng Yazhi had a deep investigation into her side, but now it seems that she is just on the surface.

Xie Ying really couldn't think of the poison that could poison himself and the four spirits in the world.

Xie Ying smiled slightly, changed the topic and said, "I didn't expect that the dreamer who is in a transcendent position and is devoted to pursuing music and art is actually a member of the Demon Sect. I just don't know which sect belongs to the Demon Sect? What's the important thing to do?"

"Huh?" Meng Yazhi's expression froze, and she said in surprise, saying, "It seems that the rumors outside that the great advancement of Shenwei Hou's strength in ten years is indeed not false. I am not afraid of making it clear that the little woman is a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect. This time she came to meet Shenwei Hou on behalf of Dong Chu. Shenwei Hou came out of the mountain after ten years and did not return to Xi Chu, but went east as soon as possible. As expected, she should be preparing to go to Dong Chu, right?"

"Oh? I've always been wondering why Prince Xian was recruited in Mengjia's residence back then? It turned out that the Demon Sect had been secretly supporting Prince Xian." Xie Ying suddenly realized and responded without any hesitation.

Meng Yazhi smiled and said that she was the default.

"Die Ji is not a member of the Demon Sect, right?" Seeing Meng Yazhi's apology, Xie Ying's face suddenly changed, and she stared at Meng Yazhi and asked.

"The Lord of Shenwei is honest." Meng Yazhi frowned, responded coldly, and paused, and continued: "Sister Die has been waiting for the Lord of Shenwei for ten years, and has been keeping his wife's word, waiting for the Lord of Shenwei. The Lord of Shenwei still calls Sister Die Ji?"

"It's true"

Xie Ying's face was strange and she muttered in her heart. However, Xie Ying had no prejudice against the so-called demon sect. It was just that the method of practice and attitude towards life were different. Even demon cultivators may not be all vicious people.

No wonder Die Ji asked Meng Yazhi to guide her music skills at the beginning, but Meng Yazhi agreed so readily. As a result, Die Ji's status in the Demon Sect may not be lower than Meng Yazhi, at least that should have been the case back then.

"The wise man doesn't say a secret message. Sister Die was the head of the sect many years ago. The elders pardoned him and had already withdrawn from the Heavenly Demon Sect. Although she still cared about the Heavenly Demon Sect, the two sides had no secret agreements that could be told. Sister Die was not sorry for the Shenwei Marquis and Western Chu at all. Instead, she used the power of the Heavenly Demon Sect to contribute a lot to Western Chu. It was not a little girl who asked for credit, but the Heavenly Demon Sect did make a great contribution when Sister Die led the Shenwei army to Western Chu and conquered the current Western Chu world."

Seeing Xie Ying's expression like this, Meng Yazhi didn't know what Xie Ying thought and how much she knew, so she would just be honest and frank.

"Meng everyone misunderstood. I don't care where my wife's teacher goes." Xie Ying waved her hand and smiled, then changed the topic and said, "Let's just talk about Meng, everyone is here to stop me. What's wrong? As for the matter of the Demon Sect, I believe that my wife has her own qualities and I don't want to say more."

"Oh..." Meng Yazhi sighed, looked at Xie Ying with diamond-like eyes, and quickly moved to the four spirits who were chatting and eating, as if they felt quite worthless about Die Ji's behavior. Then he continued lightly: "That depends on what the Lord of Shenwei went to Dongchu."

"The descendants of Emperor Chu and the three princes were still there?" Xie Ying didn't want to guess more about Meng Yazhi's thoughts or explain more, so she asked directly.

"The prince Mi Guang had already died in battle back then. Now the eldest son of Prince Xian, Mi Xian, is the eldest son of Emperor Chu. The Chu camp also expressed support and no resentment. In addition, the eldest son of Emperor Chu, Mi Wen, Mi Yu, Prince Long, Mi Ce, Yu Zi..., Prince Li, Mi Liang, Yu Zi... and others are still alive, and they all work hard to govern, devote themselves to practicing, learn skills, and work together to restore the Great Chu. They have not fought in internal struggles. They are all rare talents."

Meng Yazhi's eyes lit up, and she vaguely guessed Xie Ying's intention to go to Dongchu, and she immediately said excitedly.

"Well, I have an agreement with the Overlord. If you withdraw from Western Chu, you will support the descendants of the old Chu royal family. It is best to be the prince of the Emperor's camp. If Western Chu can overthrow the violent Qin in the future, the Overlord will still maintain the reputation of Western Chu and establish a country as Chu, and will not seek to usurp the throne. Since your Heavenly Demon Sect is still secretly supporting the restoration of Eastern Chu, let one of the princes go to Western Chu to avoid having to go there. At that time, the Overlord will make arrangements and announce the world to officially support the prince of Chu."

Xie Ying pondered for a while, and simply said clearly, and said his true intention to go to Dongchu.

"ah……"

Meng Yazhi stared at Xie Ying with wide eyes, and she couldn't react for a moment, as if she was hallucinating.

Before she came to intercept Xie Ying, the Dongchu camp had a fierce discussion about Xie Ying's itinerary. She guessed that Xie Ying's purpose was many, but she could not think of any unfavorable possibility for Dongchu. So Mengya came before to welcome her, and at the same time, she made the Dongchu camp a little mentally prepared for the corresponding treatment. But no matter how the Dongchu people thought, they did not expect that Xie Ying would have the purpose.

"Can the Shenweihou really treat fame, wealth and wealth so much as if it were leisurely? Even if the Shenweihou really thinks so, will all forces let the Shenweihou let the Shenweihou go? Will the Shenweihou really retreat? Now the Shenweihou is still in the name of the Lord of Western Chu, and all forces are still a little concerned. If they really give up, it is hard to say." Meng Yazhi looked at Xie Ying with a strange look, questioned with doubt, and paused and added: "At least according to what we said, Liu Bang, the leader of the newly established anti-Qin alliance, is already plotting to kill Shenweihou and is determined to kill."

"It doesn't matter. You can't escape what you should come. Just treat it as a kind of practice. People need to be a Confucianism. It is an indispensable experience. Just stick to your original intention." Xie Ying was open-minded, optimistic and confident, which made Meng Yazhi speechless.

"People need to be Confucian? As far as the young woman knows, the most powerful trump card of Shenweihou seems to be Qiongqi's arm. It should be because of the incomplete inheritance of the witch clan. Its methods are sharp and there are not many Confucian methods. Is this still considered a "Confucian"? Moreover, the ways cultivated by Shenweihou are biased towards the king's way?"

Meng Yazhi looked weird and asked back like a joke.

"Haha... I still remember what Huang Zhong, the Marquis of Dingguo, said, "The three elements of Confucianism are: integrity, wisdom, and benevolence." People's hearts are full of things, and the great way is three thousand. Confucianism may not be weak, upright, elegant, elegant, etc., and demonic cultivators may not be extremely vicious, use any means and ignore the creatures. The methods and methods are different. Confucianism also advocates that there is no difference, and that the sea can accommodate all rivers, and that it can understand the original heart." Xie Ying did not care at all.

Meng Yazhi wanted to say something else, but Xie Ying waved his hand to stop him and continued with a smile: "The main thing is over, and it is useless to say more. Let's talk seriously. Is it better to know each other when Meng is guiding me with music? I wonder if I have the honor to listen to Meng everyone playing a song?"

Meng Yazhi was so angry that Xie Ying looked at her, her charming look was as beautiful as a flower.

Then he sat cross-legged and retreated several feet with his man and chair. An ancient Yaoqin was lying on his knees. With a wave of his jade hand, several white light shot out. A transparent white light emerged from the box. A simple formation appeared and enveloped the box.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

The slender and white jade fingers are flicked, like the oriole singing in the valley, the flowing water in the mountains, and the ears are clear and pleasant.

The doves are singing in the river island. The beautiful ladies are the kindest gentlemen...

Beat the drum and use troops vigorously. The country and the city of the country were solitary, and I traveled south alone.

After Sun Zi Zhong, Ping Chen and Song, I didn't want to return home, and I was worried.

Where are you living? How can you lose your horse? How can you find it? Under the forest.

...

The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost.

I don’t know where to blow the reed tube, and I try my best to see the hometown overnight.

...

The black clouds are pressing against the city and are about to destroy it, and the armor light opens toward the sun and golden scales.

The sound of horns is everywhere in the autumn scenery, and the swallow's fat is filled with purple night.

Half a roll of red flag is approaching Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the chill sounds cannot rise.

I will repay you on the golden platform and support Jade Dragon to die for you.

…”

The sound of the piano is pleasant and teases the heartstrings, making even the four spirits, whose nerves are thick and hard as iron, stop playing and delicious wine and food, and listen intoxicatedly.

Meng Yazhi first used the artistic conception of a gentleman pursuing a lady in the Book of Songs to inspire Xie Ying and tactfully inspire Xie Ying's fighting spirit. Then, he used the "Beat the Drum" chapter of the Book of Songs to substitute Xie Ying into the artistic conception of a man fighting on the battlefield.

Seeing this artistic conception cannot shake Xie Ying again, the tune turns to the iron-blooded artistic conception of sonorous and passionate.

Thousands of troops are scattered, and thousands of troops are fighting in a melee. The swords and swords are striking, and the drums are like thunder. Blood is scattered, and the clouds are covering the sky.

A battlefield that was freely circulating, bloody, and strong and iron-blooded appeared in the minds of everyone present, deeply inspired and trembling.

"when……"

The jade hand fell down, and the sound of the piano was like jade and stones, and it was endless.

"The Divine Weihou has indeed made great progress now"

Looking at Xie Ying who looked at her with clear eyes, Meng Yazhi felt a little confused, and she sarcastically said with a sarcastic tone. She wanted to use the sound of the piano to influence Xie Ying's mood and make Xie Ying change her mind, but now it seems that it has been obviously ineffective.

"I'm not only my style, but my piano sound is more sophisticated, which is gratifying."

Xie Ying bowed and praised her without caring.

"What about the Divine Power Marquis? Now the Divine Power Marquis is even more stylish. I just don't know if the music is sophisticated and whether it is worthy of joy or congratulations?" Meng Yazhi gave Xie Ying anger and asked in a pretty voice.

"Thank you for your hospitality today. We will say goodbye to you. As for how you are in the fun of your entertainment, Meng will come to Dongyuan and your entourage when you have time. I will naturally treat you with all my strength. Now I won't be ugly."

Xie Ying stood up and bowed her hands and said repeatedly. The four spirits, who had already eaten and drunk, quickly followed her and stood up.

"Well……"

Meng Yazhi was stunned. Before she could speak, Xie Ying pushed the door straight out with the Four Spirits. She let Meng Yazhi bit her silver teeth tightly while she was stunned.

Thinking about your reputation in music and art, how many people in the world are hard to find money. I readily played a song for Shenweihou, but Shenweihou did not repay at all, and he still said that he would not be ugly?

...

"The master now has that woman conveying the master's intention. So are we going to Yandongcheng? Is that woman trustworthy?"

After leaving the restaurant and walking on the bustling and lively street, Qin Ling took the lead in asking.

"I'm not sure if that woman is trusting. But she does have a deep relationship with the Chu royal family, which is certain. Besides conveying the message for Dong Chu, I can't think of any reason she has to come to intercept us."

Xie Ying pondered for a while, said slowly, paused and continued: "Anyway, our goal has been revealed, and the goal has been achieved. You don't need to go to Yandongcheng, just return to the Dongyuan area."

"Then the purpose of our trip shocking the world?" Qin Ling asked with a frown.

"It's not that we're going back to the Dongyuan area at full speed immediately. As long as we return openly, the meaning is the same." Xie Ying responded with a smile, and then continued: "Now, let's find an inn to stay in. What should be come after all. The more we hide, the more serious the consequences are, the better to fight against the enemy outside, it's better to fight against the enemy at home."

...

At night, there is a courtyard in the inn.

Xie Ying sat cross-legged on the green lotus platform, and a transparent light cover enveloped her body. In the light cover, there was a small country with people's lives and country.
To be continued...