Chapter 84: Meeting Dongfang Again
night.
In a quiet room on the third floor of a loft facing the river.
Ni Kun sat on the couch, holding a scroll in his hand, studying the Book of Changes under the cool starlight shining in through the window.
Today's meeting with the elders of the Yingui Sect did not discuss the serious business of the Japanese secret envoy. It was just a meeting to get to know each other and set rules for them.
The explanation of the rules is Bian Bufu's life.
With the cleverness of the old villains of the Yingui Sect, they naturally quickly recognized the situation and quickly expressed their submission to him.
As for whether he was convinced or not, Ni Kun didn't care.
He only cares about actions, not intentions. As long as you follow his instructions, it doesn't matter how dissatisfied you are in your heart.
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Come in." Ni Kun said lightly.
The door opened silently, Zhu Yuyan walked in lightly, closed the door behind her, and walked slowly to Ni Kun.
"Sir, I am here to accept the punishment."
Ni Kun shifted his gaze from the book and looked at Zhu Yuyan.
Zhu Yuyan was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, her hair was like a waterfall, her head was slightly lowered, and she looked obedient and willing to accept punishment.
Ni Kun raised the corner of his lips slightly, touched his chin and smiled playfully:
"You don't hate me?"
Zhu Yuyan smiled helplessly:
"Junior Brother Bian has ended up like this today. Firstly, he has brought this upon himself. Secondly, it is because I have been too indulgent towards him over the years. If I have to hate someone, I should hate myself."
Ni Kun nodded slowly:
"It's best if you think so."
He didn't waste any more time. It was useless to reason with a demonic woman like Zhu Yuyan.
No matter how much we prove that Bian Bufu is just a negative asset of the Yingui Sect and his death is not a pity, if Zhu Yuyan herself cannot figure it out, it will be useless to reason with her.
But as long as she could figure it out, there was no need to say any more nonsense. Bian Bufu's death was just a small matter.
Ni Kun doesn't know how to read minds, so he doesn't know what Zhu Yuyan really thinks.
The scheming acting of the Yin Gui witch also made it impossible for him to guess her thoughts through her tone and expression.
But Ni Kun does not need to guess, nor does he bother to speculate.
At worst, I can be killed by her conspiracy once, and regard it as the end of the relationship between us. When she comes back to life, I will suppress her ruthlessly.
But if she really has no grudges in her heart, then there will always be a place for her by Ni Kun's side in the future.
Thinking of this, Ni Kun smiled again and gently patted the couch beside him:
"Come and sit down."
Zhu Yuyan went over as she was told, sat down next to him, and naturally leaned into his arms.
"I'm going to go out by myself tomorrow. I'll see if I can meet an old friend by chance."
"good."
"Arrange a meeting with the Japanese envoy in three days."
“Hmm…”
This answer was not very straightforward, but Ni Kun did not care because Zhu Yuyan was busy at the moment and it was indeed difficult to answer .
He raised his hand and gently pressed Zhu Yuyan's head. After a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"There is no need for Bi Shouxuan and others to interfere in the affairs of Japan. Tell them to go to Chang'an tomorrow and find out about the Qin army."
“…”
The next morning, Ni Kun, dressed in brocade and a mink fur coat, went out alone, looking refreshed, and strolled around the prosperous Jiangdu.
He actually didn't have much expectation of running into Dongfang Bai.
Jiangdu is too big and has too many people. How can it be easy to run into acquaintances in such a huge city with so many people?
Ni Kun had been wandering around all day and found nothing. It was almost dusk, and he was thinking about whether to go back for dinner and come back tomorrow. Then he heard a voice that was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, coming from behind him:
"Brother Ni, are you looking for me?"
Ni Kun looked back and saw Dongfang Bai, wearing a Confucian robe and a small black gauze hat, standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.
“Brother Dongfang!”
Ni Kun showed surprise on his face, and was about to step forward to greet him, when Dongfang Bai came forward, grasped Ni Kun's hand, and led him forward:
"Today, I had a sudden inspiration and felt that something familiar had come to Jiangdu, so I followed my feeling and went out for a walk. I didn't expect that it was really Brother Ni who came!"
Ni Kun was holding her soft, tender and boneless hand. He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment and didn't know whether he should break free from her hand.
But Dongfang Bai was so enthusiastic that he couldn't go too far, so he just let her hold his hand and walked with her, smiling and saying, "Brother Dongfang, the familiar object you were talking about is the mustard seed ring, right?"
"good."
Dongfang Bai blinked at Ni Kun and smiled:
"I had this intention when I gave you the mustard seed ring. As long as you get close to me, I can use this mustard seed ring to sense your arrival. Brother Ni, I hope you won't mind my little thought, right?"
"Brother Dongfang, I am so grateful for your kindness. How can I be surprised?"
"I am very happy to hear you say that."
Dongfang Bai smiled with curved eyebrows and looked at Ni Kun's shoulders and head, and said with emotion:
"It's been more than three months since we last met. Brother Ni, you have grown a lot taller and stronger."
Ni Kun smiled and said:
"I am already at the age of growing up, and now that I have had some good fortune, it is natural for me to grow taller and stronger."
Dongfang Bai looked at Ni Kun's profile again and praised:
"You have become more handsome and more heroic. It is said that several decades ago, the Lanling King Gao Changgong of the Northern Qi Dynasty was a rare handsome man in the world, and he also had heroic spirit... In my opinion, you, little brother Ni, are probably not inferior to Lanling King now."
Ni Kun has always been humble, and he immediately smiled and said:
"Brother Dongfang, please stop praising me like that. Lanling King is a famous hero with great martial arts. I am an unknown person , how dare I compare myself with Lanling King?"
Dongfang Bai pursed his lips and smiled, with two small dimples appearing on his cheeks:
"In my eyes, you are such a great man. Even if you are unknown now, there will be a day in the future when you will be famous and powerful in China."
Being praised by Dongfang Bai like this, Ni Kun's face did not turn red, but he just smiled more humbly.
Gradually, when Dongfang Bai held my hand tightly, I didn't feel awkward anymore.
While chatting and laughing, Dongfang Bai took Ni Kun through many twists and turns, into a secluded alley, and brought him into a small courtyard at the end of the alley.
Dongfang Bai led Ni Kun to an elegant and quiet small hall, where the decoration details were full of the graceful and exquisite beauty that only women have, and said with a smile:
"This is a secret place I bought secretly, and I'm the only one who knows about it. Sometimes when I want to be alone and quiet, I stay here for a day or two. Brother Ni, you are the first guest here."
Ni Kun smiled and said, "Brother Dongfang really favors me too much. I feel ashamed."
Dongfang Bai smiled and said, "Given our friendship, there's no need to be so polite. It's time for dinner, so have some tea and wait a moment. I'll go prepare dinner."
In less than a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Bai prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes - of course, she didn't make them herself, but rather they were cooked dishes that had been ordered from a famous restaurant long ago.
"I'm ashamed to say that I'm not good at cooking, so I had to ask the restaurant to make it for me. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Ni."
"Brother Dongfang, you're welcome..."
As he was speaking, he saw Dongfang Bai carrying jars of wine into the small hall. After a short while, ten large jars of wine, each weighing five kilograms, were placed on both sides of the dining table.
Looking at the ten wine jars, Ni Kun's face was solemn. He looked at Dongfang Bai and said seriously:
"Brother Dongfang, are you going to fight me... to the death?"
Dongfang Bai smiled, patted his chest, and said generously:
"Don't worry, Ni, if you can't handle the alcohol, just rest here with me tonight."
What else does Ni Kun have to say?
He could only nod his head heavily: "In that case, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"
