Since ancient times, Yanjing City has been known as "Three Thousand Miles of Brightness and Twelve Gold and Silver Floors". The center of the city is naturally the palace city of Dongqi. From Chaoyang Gate is the main street, connecting the main street is a brick road paved with blue bricks. Yihongfang, the most famous flower building in the capital, is located on this street.

Today, the moon sets, I chose a long skirt that is more colorful than snow. She has a light blue belt around her waist and her clothes tread. As her lotus steps move, the skirt flies and reveals the blue and white skirt bottom, just like the lake water rippling under the breeze. She moves slightly and makes people feel swaying. She is elegant, and even if the white gauze covers her face, it is difficult to hide her temperament. As soon as she appears in Yihongfang, guests stop and look back.

Luoyue Tower is known as the first floor in the world, and naturally has many industries under its ranks. Yihongfang is one of the many chains. It seems to be just a place for the moon in the open, but in fact it is secretly responsible for collecting intelligence and transmitting information.

Those who do this business know that when Enke spends money to buy laughter, his mind is the most relaxed and the easiest time to make a cliché. Those beauties with special training have sharp eyes. As soon as the guests enter the door, they can judge the identity of the guest from their words and deeds. Only guests who are truly worthy of clichés will receive other treats from the beauty.

Yihongfang is the best brothel in the capital. The beauty has a beautiful body and a beautiful face. Wu Nong's soft words can even coax the beloved guest.

But who would have thought that the famous Jieyou Pavilion Master of Jiuzhou would choose a flower building as the meeting place?

"You're here." Aunt Mei slowly descended from the stairs on the second floor. A decent smile appeared on her face, which made people unable to associate her with the brothel madam. She walked to Yue Luo and lowered her voice and said, "The person has arrived, this person is extraordinary, the girl must deal with it carefully."

Arrived so soon?

Yue Luo nodded and thanked Aunt Mei, and followed the girl to continue walking in.

Aunt Mei looked at the second floor and her brows closed.

She has been in this industry for so many years and has seen countless people, but no one who is powerful and powerful can compare to this person today can make her more frightened. The indifference and alienation revealed from her bones and the inherent sense of oppression make people want to surrender.

Tonight's Yihongfang is still a good scene of singing and dancing. His ears are filled with soft words and sweet words, accompanied by a few ambiguous jokes. If you can ignore the several secret guards who have been ambushing the corridor on the second floor, then tonight's Yihongfang will be another beautiful scene.

The moon sets up to the second floor, thanks the girl who leads the way, and walks over alone.

A man in black stood at the door of the room. When he saw her coming, he said respectfully: "My master has been waiting for a long time. The master of the Pavilion." After that, he pushed open the door and made a gesture of invitation.

As soon as the moon set crossed the threshold, the door behind him was immediately closed, and the noise of men and women outside was also separated from the door. There was no light in the room, and the soft moonlight shone through the window and spread the light of the ground.

Because Yue Luo was unable to see the furnishings in the house because of her eye disease, she lit the light first, then walked to the table and poured a cup of tea to moisten her throat. Then she slowly said, "I wonder if you want to drink tea too. The tea here is indeed more delicate and delicious than elsewhere."

As soon as she entered the room, she had noticed the long shadow behind the screen and two cold and calm eyes. The man slowly walked out from behind the screen, "The Lord of the Pavilion is kind, but he is disrespectful, and I am grateful."

The voice of Guigu Lichen is just cool and not cold, and this person's voice is as clear as the spring water in winter. The coldness reaches people's hearts, making people tremble.

Yue Luo put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at him. He wore a black long gown that was comparable to the dark night, and a jade forged belt with gold-edged black background and gold-edged outlined his delicate waist. With straight satin boots of the same color, his whole body was no different from Shura who walked out of the dark night.

Because the man was wearing a silver mask, she could not see his appearance clearly, but the dark green eyes he showed were definitely not the characteristics of the Central Plains people. However, this man's clothes and speaking were in a Central Plains style, which made her unable to guess his origin.

The visitor lifted his robe and sat opposite her, "I heard that the jade hand Feng Chu was good at relieving the worries of the world. If there is something unknown, I hope the Pavilion Master will tell her."

Yue Luo nodded slightly, "What Jieyou Pavilion does is to solve the problem of others. As long as you can meet one of my requirements, you will be fine if you have any questions."

"What's the requirement?" He raised his head, his dark green eyes staring straight at her with a hint of exploration.

Yue Luo stretched out his finger and turned around the edge of the cup. Her slender and white hands shone with a jade-like luster under the light. "It depends on the value of your worries."

The man looked straight into her eyes, "What if he was worried about the big things in the world?"

"That's it..."

Yue Luo seemed a little embarrassed, but she thought quickly in her heart that there were only two types of people who asked about the world. One was an idle person who had nothing to do after dinner, and used the world's affairs as topics.

The other is an ambitious overlord who wants to cover all the world and swallow up the nine states. With her years of experience in identifying people and judging things, the person in front of her is obviously not the former.

"The world's affairs will be explained by the people. Your question suddenly made me unable to think of what kind of request is worthy of the word "world". Since that's the case, you might as well make it here for credit. When I think about it in the future, I will come to you to fulfill it."

Since he will never be a commoner and the heroes in the world will not catch a lot of money, she naturally does not have to worry about stubborn debts. Of course, her request will also rise with his identity. If he is really a prince or becomes a treasure in the future, then what can be more precious than getting the promise of a monarch?

A smile flashed across his cunning, dark green eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "Like the lower four points today, Beidi, Nanchu, Xijing, and Dongqi, these four countries are all in the terrain. I don't know how the Pavilion Master judges the advantages and disadvantages."

Yue Luo pondered for a moment and said, "The yellow sand in the desert of Beidi is the best natural danger. Moreover, since Emperor Beidi Lie ascended the throne, he has made great reforms and changed customs. His ambition to spy on the Central Plains is obvious. Moreover, nomadic peoples are born to be good at fighting, and their cavalry can be said to be the best among these four countries. Therefore, if the other three countries want to fight alone, there is almost no possibility of completely defeating Beidi, but..."

She paused and said, "The turbulent nomadic peoples are hard to accumulate than the stable farming people. If you want to stabilize Beidi, it is the best way to adopt the method of Huairu."

The man's eyes flashed slightly, "Give me the teaching."

"Nan Chu just suffered a defeat not long ago, and its military strength was declining. In recent years, there have been treacherous and slanderous people in the country, loyal ministers have no way to serve the country, and the rebellion of Burma and the barbarians outside has made Southern Chu uneasy. It is really hard to sustain internal and external troubles. However, relying on the Qinchuan Jiange in Yizhou, the terrain is blocked and it is not worth worrying about."

After saying that, she looked at the man's expression. Seeing that he had no mood swings, she thought to herself that this man was calm. She turned her eyes, drank tea and said:

"The Emperor Chu of Xijing was in his prime and governed the country with benevolence. Since ascending the throne, he has achieved great achievements, selected talents, trustworthiness and harmony, and has gradually become a good place for political harmony. In addition, he annexed Zhongrong Country in one fell swoop eight years ago and expanded his territory. In recent years, he has not had much trouble except for fighting a few small battles with Beidi from time to time."

Yue Luo's eyes became slightly cold, "But with strong neighbors, Xijing can't make big waves for the time being."

"Oh?" The man gently rubbed the unicorn pattern on the edge of his cuffs, looking a little careless.

Yue Luo's eyebrows thumped, "Do you have any objections?"

The man said lightly: "I'm just curious about how the Pavilion Master will judge Dongqi."

Yue Luo played with the empty tea cup in his hand and slowly spoke: "Dongqi established a country with aristocratic family, and adopted a hereditary system. In order to ensure the prosperity of the family, it is inevitable that people will be nepotist, so it is difficult for people born in poverty and humbleness to have a chance to make a comeback. However, the rise of common people gradually became a stalemate with the genius. In addition, Emperor Dongqi, the prince and the prince in the court could not compete with each other. The prince was the protective umbrella of the genius. In order to consolidate their status, the genius naturally tried to ensure that the prince ascended the throne."

The man raised his hand to signal Yue Luo to continue. Yue Luo slowly poured a cup of tea for himself, and then continued slowly: "The King Chen has no relatives to rely on, and his biological mother is not well-known. For those civilians who have no status but are talented, King Chen is their hope for success, so they will do their best to support him. So in this way, it seems that the dispute between the prince and King Chen is actually a contest between the gentry and the common people."

She looked at the calm eyes and continued: "Dongqi's country is strong, so it can withstand the struggle between the gentry and the common people. However, in the long run, it will hurt the foundation of the country. Even if King Chen is in charge of Guanzhong, it will be difficult to extinguish the wolf ambitions of Xijing and Beidi."

"I wonder if the Pavilion Master has a good idea?" The man seemed to have just mentioned casually. Yue Luo was thinking a lot, but her face was indifferent. She said in a relaxed tone: "It's very simple. Try one to beat another. Xijing and Beidi have had a rift in history, and the interest alliance is now very loose. Since the conflict between the Dongqi gentry and the common people cannot be resolved for a while, it's better to take the method of resisting Xijing in the west, pacifying Nanyi in the south, and Beidi in the north."

This was a thrilling strategy, but it ended so easily in the conversation and laughter. The man was silent for a moment before he spoke: "This is the words of a national scholar, and the Pavilion Master is worthy of being the title of Feng Chu."

Yue Luo smiled faintly, "Your Excellency."

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He got up and walked leisurely around the coffee table to Yue Luo's side. He leaned over and could see her slender eyelashes. His dark green eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He said a low voice.

Without waiting for the moon to react, he passed by her leisurely, jumped into the deep blue sky and drew a beautiful and powerful shadow.

Yue Luo was slightly stunned for a moment, and she raised her hand and touched her eyes.

He said: Girl, your eyes are beautiful.

Many people have praised her unparalleled beauty, but no one has ever praised her eyes.

But the moment the man approached, the special sense of oppression swept through her body again.

Could it be him, Nine King Xuanyin?
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