Chapter 1373 We Will Never Meet Again

I saw Lei Zhanqian again at the awarding ceremony on the general platform.

Although Jiang Wang's merits and demerits were equal, as the biggest contributor to the Xingyueyuan War, he had to come to the awarding ceremony to make up the numbers...

Although this award had nothing to do with him.

Since the end of the Xingyueyuan War, Lei Zhanqian disappeared and never appeared in front of people again.

You know, he always wanted to focus all attention in the past.

To be honest, he almost came to participate in the Xingyueyuan War at the last moment, just before Jiang Wang joined the battlefield halfway, and his mood was not very good.

In connection with Jiang Wuqi's matter, it is obvious that this "cousin" knew something in advance.

When I saw him again today, he was haggard and had no half of his former domineering. The courage to fight one against three in the Xingyueyuan camp and the majesty of using thunder punishment instead of heaven's punishment on the battlefield were also gone.

His long hair was listless and his eyes were dry. Even when he accepted the reward, he was a little absent-minded.

Shi Mingyun, who presided over the reward, did not bother with him. He just went through the motions and let him step down.

The death of Jiang Wuqi, a prince who had the appearance of a wise monarch, also brought down Yan Tu, the commander of the Zhanyu Army.

It is hard to say what Shi Mingyun, who is also the commander of the Nine Soldiers, feels.

"Alas." Chong Xuansheng sighed: "Brother Wang, how can you bear to bully him again in the future?"

His expression was really kind. It was as if it was not him who made a fortune from Lei Zhanqian who was so angry about the letter that he went to Beijing overnight.

Jiang Wang rolled his eyes at the fat man. He was a promising young man, but he was described as a gangster bully by this guy. It was really hateful. When did I, Jiang Wang, bully others? Wasn't it all forced to fight back?

"If you say less, you are helping others." He snorted coldly.

The two glared at each other, turned their eyes away, and almost at the same time, subconsciously set their eyes on Xie Baoshu.

This war greatly increased the prestige of Qi.

The Tianjiao who participated in the battle of Xingyueyuan were rewarded to different degrees according to their different performances in the war. With the family background of these people, the credit that should belong to them is indispensable. The problems attributed to them are all small.

After this battle, at least he can be appointed as a deputy general of the level of nine soldiers.

Of course, if we really talk about official rank, they are all below the third-rank golden melon warrior of Lord Jiang.

With a cultivation level that has not yet reached the level of a god, Jiang Qingyang is still the first person in Qi.

Xie Baoshu was standing on the stage to receive the reward, very high-spirited.

After a vigorous battle in Xingyueyuan, facing life and death and winning honors, he had figured it out.

If you can't beat Jiang Wang, then don't beat him.

A good man has a thousand-mile ambition, how can he be trapped by small hatreds and grudges!

Miss Wen, just get married.

A man of honor should never have a wife!

He walked down from the high platform, looked around proudly, and nodded gracefully when he saw Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang.

The meaning was very clear - I, Xie Baoshu, am generous and forgive you!

Chong Xuansheng frowned in the audience: "Is Xie Xiaobao provoking us?"

"It tastes like that!" Jiang Wang said: "Look, he nodded condescendingly!"

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit agreement on the next goal.

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Shi Mingyun's time is very precious, so the entire reward ceremony was kept simple and quick.

In fact, if it were not for the political significance of "defeating Jingguo", the scale of the war in Xingyueyuan alone would never have led the military god to supervise the battle and the commander of the nine soldiers to preside over the post-war reward ceremony.

From the location of the reward ceremony at the Dianjiangtai instead of the Taimiao, it can be seen that this battle has more symbolic significance than practical significance. The game behind the war is the key between Qi and Jing.

The award ceremony ended soon. Li Longchuan, who performed brilliantly, got the military position of a general of nine soldiers, and Chong Xuansheng, who did not have time to show how to perform, got the military position of a deputy general of nine soldiers. As for Yan Fu, who decorated the war with Daoyuan Stone, he got a lucrative position in the Ministry of Households.

Of course, the concept of "fat" is only relative to others. For Master Yan, there is no such thing as fat or thin. Anyway, they all pay to take office.

After the battle of Xingyueyuan, if the political significance is not considered, among all the geniuses in the entire Qi team, only Yan Fu lost money! And the hole he lost can't be filled at all. However, this "hole" is only relative. It is a hole for others, but it is probably a pinhole for him, so he doesn't care.

Chong Xuansheng is not dissatisfied. At this time, he and Jiang Wang have been thinking about where to block Xie Xiaobao's way-anyway, everyone lives in Yaoguangfang, and it is very convenient to meet.

At this time, Lei Zhanqian walked straight in front of the two.

Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang looked at each other, both of them were a little confused. Except for the few times when he asked for a fight, Lei Zhanqian had never taken the initiative to talk to them.

Lei Zhanqian only looked at Jiang Wang and said concisely: "Jiang Qingyang. Wuqi... left me a will to ask me to invite you to Changsheng Palace, saying that there is a gift for you."

Jiang Wang was very surprised, but still nodded and said: "Thank you, Brother Lei, for leading the way."

Chong Xuansheng said nothing on the side. Jiang Wuqi is dead, and now even if he is close to Changsheng Palace, he will not be suspected. It's just a trip to Changsheng Palace, whether it's for commemoration or memorial service, it won't be a big problem.

"You have been to Changsheng Palace, you should know how to get there... That's it, I'm going back first."

After Lei Zhanqian said that, he turned around.

Jiang Wang was even more surprised: "Brother Lei, aren't you going?"

Lei Zhanqian did not look back, but waved his hand sadly: "I'm tired, go home and sleep."

He, Lei Zhanqian, is not really stupid.

Jiang Wuqi had a gift for Jiang Wang. There were many people in the Changsheng Palace. Why did he ask Lei Zhanqian to invite him by name?

It was clear that he wanted to take this opportunity to resolve the conflict between him and Jiang Wang.

Jiang Qingyang is now at the top of his game. Looking at the talented young people in the entire Qi Kingdom, only Chongxuan Zun can compare with him.

To be honest, after Jiang Wuqi died, he, Lei Zhanqian, could not touch him.

The Lei family is only a second-rate family, and no one can compare with Chongxuan, Li, or Yan.

He, Lei Zhanqian, was defeated by Jiang Wang three times in a row, each time losing more miserably. He was defeated once in the Seven Stars Valley, twice in the Invincible Martial Arts Arena, and three times in the Master's Ceremony. He almost lost confidence. Now that Jiang Wang has entered the outer building, and has been defeated by Xingyue Yuanjian, what he is fighting for is invincibility under the divine presence. Without Jiang Wuqi's support, what would he, Lei Zhangan, do to him?

Jiang Wuqi asked him to invite Jiang Wang in the hope of winning Jiang Wang's understanding for him. Therefore, the broken face of a dead person healed the troubles for his cousin.

He was very able to understand Jiang Wuqi's thoughts.

But this kind of "understanding" was too painful for him.

He has always thought highly of himself and was arrogant. But why, as a cousin, does he always ask Jiang Wuqi, his cousin, to help save the situation?

He has long been accustomed to the voice that is always mixed with coughing. From dealing with people to fighting and practicing, it reminds him time and time again. Although he is obviously a little younger than him, he has been very old-fashioned since he was a child. Always tell him, this is not good, that is not good. Point out his problems and always take care of his face as a cousin.

Obviously when he was very young, his grandfather told him that his cousin had no mother and that he should take good care of his cousin. But why, after so many years, he, Lei Zhanqian, is always the one being taken care of?

Even though the young man wrapped in the snow-white fox fur has left forever, he is still looking at him from an eternal distance, looking at him with concern, trying to resolve the conflict for his cousin.

Jiang Wang also saw the meaning.

Jiang Wang's attitude is also very good.

But how could he accept it?

Could it be that he, Lei Zhanqian, never helped Jiang Wuqi, but was always a burden to him?

He was sad because of Jiang Wuqi's sudden departure, painful because of his own powerlessness, and exhausted physically and mentally because everything was irreversible.

He had vowed to clear all obstacles for his cousin, so he did not hesitate to attack everyone in Qixing Valley and take risks to provoke Jiang Wuxie.

But has he really done anything?

He is tired.

Jiang Wang could probably tell a little bit about Lei Zhanqian's complicated emotions, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at Zhongxuansheng and said, "Do you want to accompany me to the Palace of Eternal Life?"

"You didn't invite me." Chong Xuansheng curled his lips: "Don't expect me to be your coachman and help you guard the gate outside the palace!"

Jiang Wang was very sorry: "Then I'll take my leave now, Brother Chongxuan."

"There's no need to say goodbye formally like this. Shi Shi and I are waiting for you at your house." Chong Xuan Sheng said with a smile again.

The carriage could not reach him, so Lord Jiang had no choice but to walk.

While walking, pondering over the Taoist arts was a form of fun, and it took away some of the misery.

Now that he has entered the outer building, he can try to learn the super-grade yellow-level Taoist skills "Dragon Tiger" and "Fire Flowers Burning the City" he had obtained earlier.

Although Huangjie Taoism generally requires the cultivation of the Divine Realm as the threshold, Jiang Wang has some foundations, whether it is the "Dragon Tiger" inherited from Jiu Yang or the "Fire Flower Burning City" inherited from Zuo Guanglie.

And he has the magical power of fire to set fire to the city. He has the true fire of samadhi. And "Dragon Tiger" is known as "the human body has a spine and is a dragon, and can attract the eight winds to become a tiger." His bad wind is one of the eight winds.

It's just that it belongs to the super level after all. Although I have been thinking about it for a long time before entering the outer building realm, and I have not slacked off all the way from Xingyueyuan to Qi State, I still haven't mastered it.

Cultivation is a long process, and powerful Tao skills cannot be acquired overnight, but Jiang Wang is not impatient. Just stand outside the door and explore slowly.

Dianjiangtai is in the west of Linzi City, still quite far away from Changsheng Palace.

After walking for a while, Jiang Wang had to put on a cloak to avoid being recognized and blocked from happening again. Now in Linzi, through his deeds one after another, his reputation has already reached its peak. If he is said to be the most talented person in Qi, few people would object. It is already difficult to take a leisurely stroll.

Speaking of which, he was also curious about what gifts Jiang Wuqi left for him.

He asked himself that he actually had no friendship with Jiang Wuqi.

The limited interaction between the two people was either related to Jiang Wuyong or Lei Zhanqian, which was really not pleasant. The only time they got to know each other in private was the competition to prove the number one position in the inner palace.

To say that we cherish each other, we do have them. As for personal friendship, we haven't had time to establish it yet.

Of course Jiang Wuqi is Jiang Wuqi after all. Even if this gift was just a pretense to bridge the conflict between him and Lei Zhanqian, it should have something extraordinary about it.

Or rather, whatever it is. Because of the name "Jiang Wuqi", people naturally look forward to it.

Among the entire palace complex of Qi Huang Palace, the four palaces of Changle, Huaying, Yangxin, and Changsheng are also quite special. Standing on the outer layer of the palace complex, they are also faintly divided into centers.

When Jiang Wang arrived at the Changsheng Palace, there were quite a few guards outside the palace gate. Although the people left, the tea did not cool down so quickly.

I heard that the Emperor ordered that the Palace of Eternal Life be preserved forever, so this place should not change...

It was Eunuch Feng who greeted him outside the palace gate.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a while, and this old man with dark eyes looks even more aged. And the vague feeling of danger in him no longer existed.

The sadness between his eyebrows could not be concealed, but his etiquette was still meticulous: "Sir Jiang."

Jiang Wang returned the gift humbly and then said: "Brother Lei told me that His Highness Eleven left a gift for me."

Feng Gu glanced behind him: "Did Mr. Lei send you here?"

Jiang Wang said nonchalantly: "He's a little tired, so he's going back to rest first."

Feng Gu probably knew Lei Zhanqian's temper, so he just sighed and said, "Please come this way."

Walking forward behind Feng Gu, this is the second time to visit the Changsheng Palace.

It was still such a majestic palace, but no matter how Jiang Wang searched, he could no longer see the bright feeling he had when he first arrived.

It has nothing to do with light or layout.

The spiritual energy of this palace had indeed left with the sickly prince.

On the long corridor, Feng Gu's footsteps were silent, but Jiang Wang's steps were clean and sure.

He came here calmly to keep Jiang Wuqi's life-long promise.

It can be regarded as an end to the equally divided battle that day, and to bid farewell to this startling rainbow that pierced the sky.

Feng Gu was walking in front and suddenly said: "His Highness has always been very optimistic about the Lord. He often said that it is a blessing for Qi to have talents like you coming from the east. It's just because you are close to His Highness the Third Highness, and he doesn't want to make you I was embarrassed, so I didn’t get close to him more.”

Jiang Wang didn't know what to say, so he just said: "I also admire His Highness Eleven very much."

Feng Gu stopped talking. Unlike last time, I couldn't wait to introduce Jiang Wang to wherever I went, and my words were full of pride.

He looks very old. Like this palace, some kind of support was taken away.

Regarding Jiang Wuqi, he obviously had countless topics that he could expand on...but what should he say?

The person is no longer here.

Still leading Jiang Wang to the side hall from the last time, Feng Gu took a deep breath, stopped at the door, and made a sideways gesture to invite in: "His Highness said, any object in this hall, Sir, As long as you like it, you can take it for yourself. If we don't see each other again, it can be considered as a thought for Sir Alex. "

Jiang Wang remembered that this was Jiang Wuqi's study.

The place where the Lord of the Palace of Eternal Life often stays, naturally contains some valuable objects.

The value of this word "anything" is difficult to measure.

After that… we didn’t see each other.

The news of Jiang Wuqi's death has always been vague to Jiang Wang, with an unspeakable sense of unreality. Although I know that this kind of news cannot be faked, I still wonder if there will be any changes.

How could such a glorious person die just because he was dead?

It wasn't until he heard Eunuch Feng's words that he really realized——

Jiang Wuqi indeed left.

Death does not grant any tolerance because of his dazzlingness.

When Jiang Wang walked into the hall, the first thing he noticed was still the writing desk.

There is a pile of idle books in the upper right corner of the desk.

Jiang Wuqi once introduced it as a story about some benevolent people and evil heroes. He rarely had time to spare, so he read it.

Thinking about it now, for a person like him who cares about the world, living idle is really the greatest pain. Therefore, we need to find some sustenance in those so-called idle books.

If he hadn't been born into an emperor's family, he might have carried a sword at his waist and acted out chivalrous acts of justice and grudges with pleasure. Just like that day, he was eager to try and prove his bravery with Jiang Wang.

He is only seventeen years old.

In the upper left corner of the desk is a bowl of medicinal soup. It has been cold for a long time, but you can still smell the bitterness.

In the middle of the desk, there is a stack of snow-white rice paper.

Besides, the brush was resting on the inkstone, and the ink had dried up.

"Your Highness left in a hurry, and I didn't do much to clean him up." Feng Gu explained from behind.

This study room has two entire walls filled with bookshelves, filled with a wide variety of books.

Feng Gu stood in front of the wall facing the book desk and took the initiative to introduce: "There are hundreds of classics here, and there are basically some works from each school. Most of the ones left behind have been studied by His Highness and feel that they are of some value for discussion. "

Jiang Wang only glanced at it briefly, and then he felt like he was looking at the ocean and sighed.

Feng Gu walked to another wall and introduced it carefully: "Here are some Taoist methods and secret techniques, as well as His Highness's practice notes, some articles written by His Highness, and some poems, calligraphy and paintings."

The bookshelves on this wall are also extremely full, which shows Jiang Wuqi's accumulation.

Feng Gu raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Here are some exquisite objects that His Highness likes. Among them are some powerful magic weapons... whatever your lordship likes, just take one for yourself."

On the shelves against this wall, there were various objects stacked up, most of which Jiang Wang had never seen before. The last time I came here I just had a quick glance, but this time I took a closer look... I still can't see it, but I can't recognize it.

In the entire study, only the wall behind the desk was blank.

After writing the desk, there was a white, somewhat worn pillow on the big chair where Jiang Wuqi usually sat. Feng Gu had no intention of introducing it.

Jiang Wang walked to the bookshelf where Jiang Wuqi's articles and notes were stacked, and asked aloud, "Can I read it?"

"You can do whatever you want." Feng Gu said.

Instead of looking at the precious secrets of practice or reading the practice notes of this peerless genius, Jiang Wang just quietly read through some articles written by Jiang Wuqi.

The Eleventh Prince's thoughts on this country, this world, and life are all reflected in these articles.

Reading his articles is like hanging out with other people.

I watched it for a long time and read it piece by piece.

Feng Gu didn't urge him, he just stayed by his side silently.

After reading the article for a while, Jiang Wang turned to Jiang Wuqi's calligraphy and painting.

The scroll of words placed at the top was obviously written not long ago and had not yet been framed.

Jiang Wang unfolded it and saw only a majestic calligraphy——

"Heaven will not abandon me Da Qi, but give birth to me Jiang Wuqi!"

The energy displayed in this calligraphy is very inconsistent with the frail and frail appearance of the Eleventh Prince.

But it is more in line with the image of the Changsheng Palace Master who used his body as a bait to kill the spies of Qi Jingping and other countries.

"I want this calligraphy." Jiang Wang said.

"Of course it's possible..." Feng Gu was a little surprised. There were countless treasures in this study, most of them secret treasures and famous works from hundreds of schools of thought. However, Jiang Wang didn't choose anything, only the last one written by Jiang Wuqi. That word.

Although it was written by Jiang Wuqi, it does not have any secret magical power, and it is really no more precious than other objects.

He couldn't help but remind: "Don't you think about it anymore?"

Jiang Wang carefully rolled up the calligraphy and put it into the storage box, and said seriously: "His Highness asked me to keep it in mind. This calligraphy reminds me of him the most."

Feng Gu was a little moved, but he quickly calmed down and said, "You can take whatever you want, Your Majesty. This is His Highness's will."

"Thank you." Jiang Wang looked around. There were traces of Jiang Wuqi everywhere in the study. They were so vivid and clear. This was probably the reason why Feng Gu was unwilling to clean up.

"I hope His Highness will get what he wants when he leaves," he said at last.

Feng Gu lowered his eyes.

After finishing the words, Jiang Wang was ready to leave.

But then Feng Gu suddenly remembered something.

"That's right." He turned around and browsed on the bookshelf, took out a book, and walked over.

"After your last visit to the Changsheng Palace, His Highness specially prepared this gift for you...but he didn't have time."

Jiang Wang knew that he left Qi soon and was being hunted...

"What book?" He took it curiously.

I saw that this was a very beautifully bound book with five big words on the cover——

"The Biography of Thousand Beauties of Various Countries".

Only then did Jiang Wang vaguely remember that he seemed to have talked about this book with Jiang Wuqi last time.

There is also a seal in the lower left corner of the book, which reads: "Tiandu Collection".

Lord Jiang, who has been reading a lot recently, certainly knows that "Tiandu" is a long-standing brand name in the book industry, and "Tiandu Collection" has always been synonymous with classics.

I couldn't help but mutter a little.

Why is there a typo in Tiandu Collection?

He could completely feel Jiang Wuqi's intention, as the master of the Palace of Immortality, to seek out the Tiandu Collector's Edition of "The Story of Thousand Beauties of All Nations" just because of his casual chatter.

But he was really just chatting casually. He had never read any idle books since he was a child.

But in this situation, how could he refuse the thoughts of his dead friend?

All he could do was continue and sigh: "Your Highness, you have taken the trouble."

Feng Gu bowed respectfully: "Sir, please go slowly. I am old and weak, so I won't send you off anymore."

"No need to send me off, please rest...please express my condolences."

Jiang Wang saluted sincerely and then left here alone.

Although the Changsheng Palace is vast, he already knows the route by heart after going there several times.

As he walked, he casually opened the book given by Jiang Wuqi. He also wanted to see what the eleventh prince had painstakingly collected and was obsessed with Zhongxuan Fenghua and what was written...

Two pages later.

Snapped!

Close quickly.

His pace quickened and his face turned red.

Three in one, one chapter is an extra update for Brother Yan. 27/78.

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