strictlysupreme Chapter 535 Xie Jing's Story: The Great Liang
Chapter 535 Xie Jing's Story: The Great Liang
Li Sheng stepped forward. “The methods are different for men and women. Men can simply ingest it, and the worm will travel along the meridians and reside in their heart. Women, on the other hand, need to make an incision on the inside of their arm so that the female worm can crawl into their flesh and fuse with their body.”
"Only when the female insect and her master are in sync can the male insect be truly controlled."
Shen Qingyan nodded. "When will it start?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she deftly reached out and rolled up the cuffs of her black dress.
Li Sheng was surprised by her sudden appearance and subconsciously looked at Xie Jing, who was not far away beside her.
Xie Jing spoke up, "Not now, let's do it when we get to Daliang."
"The journey to Daliang is not short. If the male and female Gu are separated too early, their survival time will be affected. If they are raised together along the way, their auras will be similar, making them easier to tame when they enter the body."
Shen Qingyan nodded, lowered her arms, and put her sleeves down again.
After Xie Jing finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Li Sheng with a gentle gaze.
"You may need to come with us to Daliang; the Gu worms need your care."
Li Sheng was taken aback, "Us?"
Xie Jing nodded. "I'm going back to Daliang too. Let's go together. Would you like to?"
Li Sheng immediately replied, "Of course I'm willing. I promised you before that I would help you raise the Gu worms."
"But we're just going like this? Aren't you afraid of being recognized? There should be a lot of people in Daliang who know you."
"Don't worry, I have a way," Xie Jing replied.
Looking into his phoenix eyes, Li Sheng's heart stirred, and she smiled and said, "Okay, let's go together then."
Jingxin Temple.
The pines outside the window rustled softly, and the copper bells under the eaves remained still, creating a serene atmosphere.
Gao Qiyuan, dressed in a gray monk's robe, lowered his head and drank tea.
He had been a monk for ten years, but his appearance had not aged much; his features were still clear and upright, only much thinner.
Opposite him, Xie Jing, dressed in blue, sat drinking with him.
The teacup fell to the ground with a soft thud.
“This is not difficult, I will help you,” Gao Qiyuan said.
"But this move is extremely dangerous. You must be careful. Safety is the most important thing."
Xie Jing lowered his eyes and nodded, "I understand."
Gao Qiyuan sighed softly and slowly spun the teacup halfway around.
"The affairs of Daliang, from your father's time until now, have accumulated grievances and bloodshed. It's time for them to come to a conclusion."
Perhaps this game will end with Xie Jing's generation.
To achieve true unification of the world.
He turned his head and said, "Gu Qing."
Gu Qing, who was waiting outside, answered the call and entered, still dressed in a dark blue cloth robe.
"Go and make a few human skin masks for Benefactor Xie."
Gu Qing nodded. "Yes."
In the afternoon at the Prince's Mansion, the sunlight slanted down.
In the main courtyard, incense smoke curls from the burner, and the curtains sway gently.
Qin Jiuwei was leaning against the soft couch, gently tapping Xie Yanli's shoulder with a folding fan in one hand. "Why did you stay up so late reading the memorials yesterday? You didn't drink the soup I asked the kitchen to make. It got cold and then hot again, then cold again."
Xie Yanli held her wrist, his expression calm but unable to hide his smile.
"I was too busy and forgot for a moment. Please forgive me, Madam. I will never do it again."
He then leaned in to kiss her.
As the two were chatting and laughing, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Xie Jing walked in slowly, his expression unchanged.
Clearly, he was used to seeing this kind of scene.
"Father, Mother." He stopped a few steps away and bowed.
Qin Jiuwei immediately coughed lightly, stood up from beside Xie Yanli, patted her clothes, and regained her dignified expression: "Jing-ge'er is here."
Xie Yanli glanced at him and asked, "Is something the matter?"
Xie Jing nodded, "I want to go to Daliang."
Qin Jiu frowned slightly, but did not speak.
Xie Yanli was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you ready?"
“Ready?” Xie Jing nodded calmly.
Xie Yanli met his gaze for a few moments, then said, "Since you're ready, then go."
Xie Jing is capable and not a reckless person; he must have thought things through carefully before deciding what to do.
Qin Jiuwei also sighed, her eyes full of tenderness and worry, "Bring more warm clothes, it's cold in Daliang."
Xie Jing bowed again: "Mother, rest assured."
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
Gao Che, dressed in a bright yellow casual robe, was sitting behind his desk with several scrolls of memorials spread out in front of him. However, he did not read a single word, but stared straight at Xie Jing, who was standing in front of the desk.
"Are you really going?"
Gao Che's voice was low, and his eyes revealed a deep reluctance.
"Couldn't you send someone else? The court will be in chaos if you're not here."
Xie Jing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I don't trust anyone else to go."
"The Great Liang and the Great Jin have been locked in a stalemate for many years, and now is the crucial moment to turn the tide. This matter cannot afford to go wrong in the slightest."
Gao Che lowered his head, his fingers gripping the corner of his sleeve tightly.
He understood these principles and knew that Xie Jing was right, but he still felt extremely depressed.
After a long while, he suddenly stood up, quickly walked around the table, and threw himself into Xie Jing's arms.
The boy, with his childish air, exerted tremendous force, as if he had used up all his courage.
“You have to be careful…” he said in a low, muffled voice.
Xie Jing gently raised his hand and patted his back. "Alright, I promise the Emperor."
They hugged for a fleeting moment.
The next moment, Gao Che suddenly released him, took a step back, and quickly turned around.
He has returned to being the majestic little emperor.
"You can leave now," he said, feigning calmness.
Xie Jing glanced at him, said nothing more, bowed, and turned to leave.
Just as the palace doors were about to close, he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.
Gao Che raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes.
At night, the Prince's Mansion's flower hall was brightly lit.
A long table was set up in the central hall, where the dishes were steaming hot and filled the air with their aroma.
The crowd sat around him, seeing Xie Jing off.
After a few rounds of drinks, Xie Jingchun stood up and raised his glass, saying, "The journey to Daliang is long and treacherous; you must be extra careful."
Qin Jiuwei also picked up her wine glass and looked at him gently, "I know you know your limits, but when you're out, remember to eat more and wear more clothes."
Xie Jing nodded, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Mother, don't worry, I will be careful."
Xie Yanli didn't say anything, but raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Two days later, beside the post road in the suburbs.
The carriage stopped under an old locust tree, the curtain lifted halfway and swaying gently in the wind.
Li Sheng stood by the car, frowning as he looked around, his tone clearly filled with doubt.
"Didn't Xie Jing tell us to wait for him here? It's almost noon and we still haven't seen him?"
Shen Qingyan also looked around. "There's no movement. He shouldn't be late."
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar.
The two of them looked in that direction at the same time.
A young man rode up on horseback. He was dressed in simple clothes and looked to be no more than twenty years old. He had a cool and aloof demeanor, but his appearance was completely unfamiliar.
He stopped his horse, dismounted, and walked a few steps to the two of them. His gaze fell on Li Sheng, and he said, "Let's go."
Their tone was extremely familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.
But the voice was indeed extremely unfamiliar.
Li Sheng's eyes widened, and she took a step back.
"who are you?"
She instinctively shielded the carriage behind her, and Shen Qingyan also stood to the side, her hand already reaching into her waistband for her dagger, her eyes wary and cold.