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Chapter 199 Concubine Hu
Mr. Fu breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she felt a little regretful that her daughter didn't become the young master's concubine, it wasn't so bad that she could become his disciple, and even his first disciple.
He was grateful that his grandfather had good judgment and had established a good relationship with this young master early on; otherwise, things would not have turned out well today.
"Master Yang..." Master Fu hurriedly took out a silver box from his sleeve. "Since this is my daughter's apprenticeship ceremony, please accept it."
Yang Silang nodded, took the box, and put it aside.
What apprenticeship ceremony? It's just a thank-you gift with a different name today.
He touched his bald head, then looked at Fu Hongying's swaying hair bun on the ground, and suddenly smiled.
"Hongying, today I shaved off the hair on the top of your head with one stroke. Do you resent me?"
Fu Hongying blushed, but she was naturally a magnanimous person, and although she was shy, she spoke frankly.
"Master, you've intervened to save me."
"Even if you cut off my arm, let alone my hair, I would have no complaints."
Yang Silang nodded and laughed, pointing to his bald head and then to her loose hair bun.
"Okay, okay."
"Since you have given a gift to the master, the master should also give a gift in return."
He picked up the teacup on the table, flipped it over, and now it was filled with steaming hot tea, its aroma filling the entire room.
The tea in the cup was surprisingly divided into two colors, yin and yang. As it swirled gently in the cup, the two liquids remained distinctly separate. The black and white colors were very eye-catching when the two liquids were combined in the cup, making it clear that this was no ordinary tea.
Mr. Fu just took a sniff and felt his bones lighten.
"This was given to me by a noble person, and I now bestow it upon you."
"This thing can transform you completely, but there is one drawback," Yang Silang pointed to his bald forehead, "After drinking it, flames will surge through your body, burning away the toxins accumulated in your body and bringing your body closer to the innate state, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."
"It will just burn all the body hair off at the same time."
"Your hair is ruined today anyway, so why don't you drink this tea and grow it back?"
"You've been staying home these past few days. With so many scholars coming to the capital, there's bound to be a lot of trouble. Your friends from the Martial Arts Association can get together if they want, but just don't go looking for trouble in the future."
Fu Hongying smelled the aroma of tea and felt an itch deep inside her, a longing to become stronger.
She hurriedly took the tea.
"Your disciple will certainly remember your teachings."
"After drinking the tea, I will stay home and absolutely will not go out during this time, so as not to cause trouble for my master."
Mr. Fu, standing nearby, was also beaming with joy.
Brother Yang also said that he has no one behind him, so who is this benefactor he keeps talking about?
Now the Fu family is safe.
The father and daughter expressed their deepest gratitude before taking their leave.
Master Fu walked briskly, his face beaming with joy, while Fu Hongying carefully protected her teacup, hurrying to return to her boudoir to drink it.
In order to become stronger, many martial artists are willing to pay any price, some even castrate themselves. What is a mere body hair? Since their hair was already ruined, they might as well ruin it all at once, which is more convenient.
Yang Silang was the only one left in the room.
He scratched his head; now a thick layer of stubble had grown out again.
Today, I finally got what Fu Liunian had asked me to do.
I've accepted this apprentice and even given her tea. If she wants to learn more in the future, I'll teach her more; if we're not close, I'll teach her less. It's easy.
But is the nine-tailed fox Consort Hu?
Or someone close to her?
In short, unlike Mo Xinlian, this person takes the palace route, truly possessing both wealth and power.
He was glad that he had managed to appease this stubborn mule. He hadn't yet reached the True Person realm in his cultivation, and he still had family under the rule of the Great Shun Dynasty. He couldn't be as carefree as Mo Xinlian, who could simply pack up and go wherever she wanted.
Ok.
If the Nine-Tailed Fox asks her next time who is more beautiful, her or Mo Xinlian, she will definitely say that she is more beautiful!
After listening to the storyteller for only two nights, this person gave me the Yin-Yang Rebirth Tea and the Black Dragon Condensing Arrow Bow. Apart from not sleeping with me, this person is indeed worthy of being from the palace. I wonder if he doesn't care about spending the old emperor's money. His generosity is astonishing.
I was reckless yesterday; I actually chose Mo Xinlian because I couldn't sleep. I guess one shouldn't be too honest.
Saying.
Mo Xinlian, oh Mo Xinlian.
Where did you go, you human wave?
I've been calling you for days, but there's been no response.
In a few days, I'm afraid I'll be bribed by your enemy!
The other party offered too many sweet words and bribes; I couldn't withstand the temptation.
While Yang Silang was lost in thought, he didn't neglect his business. He called over She Nu Wang Daniu and had the table filled with dried fruits and snacks. Then he sat quietly and waited.
Since the Nine-Tailed Fox has given me tea that is equivalent to a month of arduous training, then the evenings of that month are mine to practice whenever I want. I should first get my attitude right.
So, as the moon rose above the willow branches, a little later than finishing his homework, he felt a heat on his arm, and the little fox tattoo glowed and suddenly began to move. A surge of demonic energy emanated from his body and permeated the room.
Wait until the demonic aura dissipates.
The nine-tailed fox sat upright in the chair with a cold expression.
Her left cheek was etched with anger, and her right cheek with indifference; it was as if the words "Don't mess with me" were etched onto her forehead.
have to.
It seems they're still upset about last night's debate about who was prettier, me or Mo Xinlian.
Yang Silang pretended not to see it, first bowing deeply and saying with a serious expression.
"Thank you for your great kindness, fairy. If it weren't for your help today, I'd probably still be in jail."
The nine-tailed fox sneered.
"No, I didn't say that for you..."
"I just wanted to make it easier to listen to the story today; I can't exactly go to a filthy prison to listen to it, can I?"
"I don't care about your affairs. Anyway, you signed a life-or-death contract, so it's not a big deal. The government won't really keep you locked up forever."
Yang Silang shook his head solemnly.
"My lady, you're wrong this time."
"Without your help, I would be in big trouble!"
The nine-tailed fox was about to get angry when Yang Silang told her she was wrong, but he was also thanking her for helping him, which made her feel very conflicted.
She coughed.
"Then tell me, where did I go wrong? The latest chapter is ready! Book lovers, return immediately. What trouble will you face this time?"
Seeing that she responded, Yang Silang began to make up a story on the spot.
He said that the examiners and candidates in the imperial examinations valued good luck and auspicious omens the most.
If you kill someone and spend a few days in jail, the news will eventually spread, ruining your luck and making you infamous, and not in a good way.
However, he also possesses the cultivation level of a Grandmaster, so during the exam, there's no guarantee that his achievements might be taken advantage of by some powerful and dissolute young master.
For example, Liu Jinghong, who died in that case, was a young master who could be called a genius. In the last martial arts exam, didn't he offend the powerful and wealthy and fail the exam?
The military examination for the imperial examination.
It emphasizes practical application and strategic thinking, and carries a very high weight in the score.
Previously, the basic skills of "picking stones, wielding knives, and shooting from horse stance" were only used for basic points and did not account for a large proportion.
Those two aspects are extremely easy to manipulate. In actual combat, they might arrange for you to play against strong opponents so that you get the lowest score, and in strategy theory, they might say you're no good, and then you're no good.
It's all just theoretical talk anyway, how can you possibly out-talk the examiner?
After a long analysis, Yang Silang finally bowed deeply.
"So, the fairy saved me from this dire situation..."
The nine-tailed fox's face remained as cold as ice, but the corners of her mouth were slightly... They seemed to find it very useful.
hiss……
Yang Silang wondered, "Does no one usually dare to flatter her?"
Such an obvious and somewhat clumsy compliment, yet the other party actually seemed to enjoy it?
Little did he know, the nine-tailed fox had a problem.
If a man or a male demon cannot instantly shake off her allure, she considers him inferior, filthy to even glance at, and utterly deaf to his words.
Women or female demons who are bewitched and influenced by her are also considered inferior and treated the same as others.
Yang Silang was one of the few who was not influenced, so his flattery was naturally very effective.
"Hmph..." the nine-tailed fox snorted, "It was Consort Hu who saved you, what does it have to do with me?"
Yang Silang's eyes darted around, and he bowed.
"This junior greets Consort Hu, may you live a thousand years..."
The nine-tailed fox said angrily.
"Who said I'm Consort Hu? Besides, am I that old?"
This is tantamount to admitting guilt without being asked.
Yang Silang laughed.
"I've heard that of all the beauties in the imperial harem, Consort Hu alone possesses ninety-nine percent of them!"
"After thinking it over, I realized that only someone like a fairy could occupy so many positions."
"If you are not Consort Hu, then who is?"
"A thousand years doesn't mean you're old, but rather that you've attained immortality and can live for many lifetimes. May you live forever..."
The nine-tailed fox finally smiled and nodded slightly, clearly pleased, but still finding fault with her words.
"You've never been a eunuch or entered the harem."
"There are hundreds of concubines in the harem, and even more beauties without titles. Not to mention the palace maids who dress up these concubines, among whom there are also many stunning beauties."
"How do you know I'm 99% sure?" Her light blue eyes sparkled, her brows unfurled, and two dimples appeared on her face. It was a happy smile, but there was an undeniable allure about it.
The golden light of merit in Yang Silang's Niwan Palace kept rotating, dispelling wave after wave of allurement, thus maintaining his original mind's clarity.
Goodness, this woman looks so beautiful when she smiles.
He coughed.
"Even if I've never eaten pork, I've seen pigs run, haven't I?"
"A few days ago, I had the pleasure of catching a glimpse of you by the roadside when you went out with the other princesses. The wind blew up the thin veil, revealing half of your face, and I have never forgotten it since."
"It was yesterday that I suddenly remembered that you and the beautiful lady on horseback that day have the same facial features, only the color of your eyes is different."
"To put it another way, take the princesses and county girls who were with you that day. They all inherited their looks and figures from their mothers, but they looked like ugly ducklings next to you. You can imagine how beautiful their mothers must have been."
"If you ask me, even one point of color is too much."
"I'm giving them one point because there were too many of them."
"If you ask me, half a portion might be enough."
The nine-tailed fox couldn't help but giggle.
Her smile was quite something.
Yang Silang's Golden Wheel of Merit was still turning, but he felt as if he had lost his soul for a while.
When he came to his senses, he had already taken two steps forward. With his hands slightly raised, the longsword hummed softly. He hurriedly bent down and took two steps back.
But the nine-tailed fox still had a cheerful expression on her face and did not get angry.
She becomes much more tolerant and generous if she looks at someone with a higher opinion of them.
"It's alright," the nine-tailed fox waved her hand and said, "Your cultivation level is low, so it's normal for you to be affected by my supernatural powers."
"That's right, I also have another identity, namely Consort Hu in the palace."
She winked playfully.
"Now I'm asking you, who's more beautiful, me or Mo Xinlian?"
Yang Silang said decisively and immediately.
"Of course you're more beautiful!"
The Nine-Tailed Fox's Strange Path.
"Didn't you say yesterday that Mo Xinlian is beautiful?"
Yang Silang rubbed his hands awkwardly, and after thinking it over, he only had a few words left to say.
"Because you didn't laugh yesterday either!"
"A smile that could topple a city, a second smile that could topple a nation—this phrase is probably most fitting for you, isn't it?"
He thought to himself, "My wife, I'm sorry. Your life is the most important thing for me."
The nine-tailed fox murmured "alluring beauty" over and over again, her phoenix eyes narrowing as she thoroughly enjoyed the moment.
"Ahem..." After a moment of smug satisfaction, she said, "Then let's begin tonight..."
And so, one night passed.
Yang Silang told the story ten more times, and it ended with the White Dragon Horse transforming into a palace maid to assassinate the Yellow Robe Monster, who was actually Kui Mulang, one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations who had descended to earth. The assassination attempt failed, and it was already dawn.
Perhaps because too much time was spent on flattery, the last part was never finished.
Consort Hu didn't take it seriously and was about to leave, saying that she had come in a hurry today and hadn't prepared anything, and that she would reward him with something good next time.
Yang Silang suddenly remembered that Long Yiyan had arranged for him to go to Jinghe Mausoleum today, so he hurriedly informed Consort Hu that he was leaving the capital to avoid her thinking that he had run away.
Consort Hu nodded, not taking it to heart, and told him to do as he pleased.