MTL - Journey To the World of Film and Television-Chapter 34 Friendship Breaking Face Fist

  Chapter 34 Friendship Breaking Face Fist

   As for Fan Xian

  He came here once a few days ago, when the Northern Qi and Dongyi missions came to Beijing, and as the young minister of Honglu Temple, he naturally had to accompany them to negotiate.

  I thought that I could win people first by relying on modern common sense, but I didn't expect that there was a character named Xin Qiwu in Honglu Temple who was even more amazing, and he was full of words and forceful throughout the whole process.

  Come to visit Zhou Ji is actually to vent and complain. As for the temple map, he has no plans to tell Zhou Ji.

   In the blink of an eye, a few days later, a carriage full of bamboo slips and ancient books entered the city leisurely outside the city. For a time, the alleys were empty, and countless literati flocked to the streets, just to see the people in the carriage.

  Zhou Ji opened the window and caught a glimpse of a carriage passing by the street, and heard the name "Zhuang Mohan" from the crowd downstairs, and thought of the most classic scene in the original work.

  Hundred Poems on Fighting Wine!

  My good fellow, have you used all of the five thousand years of Chinese poetic heritage to show your holiness in front of others?

  Zhou Ji closed the window, thinking that when he thought about it, he would go to the palace at the risk of danger, to relive these eternal masterpieces.

   As a result, on the night he made up his mind, Fan Xian also came to him.

"You mean your mother left you a box, and you want to open it? Because there is no one in the former residence outside the city, so you speculate that the key is in the palace?" Zhou Ji raised his forehead and said, "There are too many flaws, I don't know where to start. refute."

  Fan Xian's expression froze and he didn't answer.

  Everyone has their own secrets.

  He never disclosed the matter of Wu Zhu to Zhou Ji. If he hadn't worried about the great master in the palace, he might not even have said about the box.

   "What are you going to do?" Zhou Ji is not interested in Wuzhu, as long as he goes to the temple, there must be more interesting existences than Wuzhu.

  So Fan Xian concealed some things from him, and he didn't take it seriously. At least so far, everything has not been beyond his control.

  Fan Xian laughed and said, "I plan to visit the harem for the banquet tomorrow night. Then I will steal the key and find someone to make a copy and put it back. I hope you can meet me outside the palace walls."

  In fact, he originally wanted to entrust Wang Qinian, but this matter is of great importance. Once it is leaked out, it will definitely endanger Wang Qinian's wife and daughter.

  The assassination on Niulan Street a month ago almost separated Teng Zijing from his wife and children forever. Although she never directly blamed Fan Xian, Fan Xian always felt a dull pain in his heart every time he noticed the miserable look in her eyes.

  Teng Zijing had an accident because of him, he really didn't want to involve Wang Qinian anymore.

  Fan Xian raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ji, the so-called difference between intimacy and distance.

  Keng Zhou Ji. He has no sense of guilt.

"There are so many masters in the palace, are you sure you can handle it?" Zhou Ji looked at Fan Xian with disgust, and complained: "Let's not say that one of the four great masters is probably in the palace, just the ninth-rank archer Yan Xiao Yi and Emperor Qing's personal guard Gong Dian can easily crush you to death."

  Fan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry about it, I have my own way."

   "What can you do? If you have a way, I can do it?" Zhou Ji finished his run, patted his shoulder and said, "It's just the key theft, leave it to me."

   "You?" Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm not kidding you."

"Neither do I."

   Just as Fan Xian concealed Wu Zhu's matter from Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji also did not tell Fan Xian that he had traveled to "Wulin Biography".

  The soul has been in the Baizhan Hall for eight years, entering and exiting the palace to steal imperial wine, as if entering a land without people.

  How can you understand the pride of the robber?

  Zhou Ji held his head high, and said with disdain: "You can attend the dinner, tell me where the key may be hidden, and I promise to help you get it."

Fan Xian was skeptical, but seeing Zhou Ji being so conceited, he still couldn't help complaining, "I know you are extremely light-handed, but a ninth-grade archer and a grand master are by no means easy to deal with. Yan Xiaoyi can hear you through a wall. When two people are breathing, they can even determine the exact position, and the deterrent effect is comparable to that of a sniper with thermal imaging."

   "Didn't Ruoruo tell you?" Zhou Ji smiled and said, "I can do this too, even better than him."

  Fan Xian saw that Zhou Ji couldn't be persuaded no matter what, so he had to choose to give up.

   Then he thought, if he was covering up people's eyes and ears, and let Zhou Ji secretly steal treasures for him, and with Wu Zhu's assistance, the plan would indeed be more perfect.

So I told Wu Zhu's conjectures one by one, and finally said in a deep voice: "I will find someone to lure him away from the grand master in the palace. As for Yan Xiaoyi, I have dealt with him several times. This person's hearing is beyond Ordinary, and cautious by nature, and will be alert if something goes wrong."

   "If you enter the palace, you can't walk quickly, avoid going over, and you can't climb high."

  Zhou Ji knew that Fan Xian had good intentions, so he listened carefully to his speech, and only wrote down the key points, and the others were only for reference.

   Those who are good swimmers will drown, and those who are good at riding will fall.

  The more sensitive the hearing, the more people will rely on their own hearing.

  This kind of hearing that is different from ordinary people is his proud capital, but also his biggest flaw.

   "This is a detailed map of the harem, and the key should be in the dark compartment of the bed in the Empress Dowager's bedroom."

  Fan Xian took out a drawing from his bosom, and the graceful and elegant lowercase letters came into view. Zhou Ji smiled and said, "You definitely didn't draw this."

"This is drawn by my sister, do you dare to meet her?" Fan Xian countered, "Pick up my sister and run away, you scumbag, I wish I could tie you up in front of Ruoruo right now and bury you alive on the spot! "

  The more Fan Xian talked, the more angry he became. Knowing that Zhou Ji did it unintentionally, he couldn't help but glared at Zhou Ji viciously, suppressing the anger in his heart.

   "Didn't you say you won't mention it?" Zhou Ji conceded defeat on the spot and said with a hand on his forehead, "We are not suitable, there is no possibility."

  I agree with Zhou Ji's decision intellectually, but I cannot accept it emotionally.

   "It's fine if you don't leave!" Fan Xian finally couldn't hold back, and said what he always wanted to say but didn't dare to say.

  There is a saying between people called "communication is shallow and words are deep". In fact, no matter how good a friend is, they should know how to measure and keep a little secret for each other.

  Fan Xian's words completely silenced Zhou Ji.

  ‘After all, it was too eager. '

  Zhou Ji smiled wryly in his heart. He didn't know what kind of world he would travel to in the future. At least he didn't dare to delay for too long before reaching the worlds of "Fengyun" and "Mythology" with immortality.

   It's not that Zhou Ji didn't consider the option to stay.

  But his sense of alienation from the world made him feel lonely. After all, he was just a passer-by, and his vague affection for Fan Ruoruo was not enough for him to stop completely.

   "How can a scumbag miss a flower?"

  Zhou Ji looked at Fan Xian frivolously, letting a fist full of anger hit his face hard.

  A rust-like smell came from the corner of his mouth. Zhou Ji gently wiped the oozing blood, lowered his eyes and said, "I accept the picture, and the plan for tomorrow night remains the same."

  Fan Xian raised his fist again, but finally put it down, and said dejectedly, "I have given the map of the temple to Ruoruo. If you still want to go to the temple, go find her."

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