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Chapter 81: Practice in Bieyuan

Since Xie An had spoken on his own initiative, Wang Yu and Huan Bozi and his wife naturally could no longer prevent Wang Hong from joining the Northern Mansion Army. Wang Hong, who got what he wanted, was grateful for the help of Wei Jie and decided to invite Wei Jie to a banquet before going to Jingkou.

However, before Wang Hong's invitation was sent, he received the invitation from Wei Jie. According to Xie An's arrangement, Wang Hong and others would rush to the Northern Palace soldiers with Yuan Zhan to report. Wei Jie simply held a banquet in the villa and practiced it for everyone.

"Brother Shubao, this time, you have helped Wang Hong. In the future, Brother Shubao needs Wang Hong's efforts, just say something!"

The five sons of Jiankang, except Zhuge Changmin, were all there, and they were all around the guard stairs at this moment. After Wang Hong spoke, they all expressed their gratitude.

"You are kind to you. An Gong is a good person, and it has nothing to do with the Weijie. The Weijie is just a coincidence!" Weijie asked everyone to sit down and said with a smile.

"Brother Shubao, why don't you go to the Beifu Army Camp with us?" Tan Daoji said with a smile.

"Then I have to ask our Miss Mengmeng if she is willing to let her go, haha!"

"What does it have to do with Mengmeng?"

In the surprise eyes of everyone, Yan Mengmeng, accompanied by Feifei, walked into the villa. Everyone hurriedly greeted him and sighed in their hearts that Wei Jie had a great face. Who can invite this Qinhuai No. 1 beauty, besides An Gong?

Wei Jie smiled and looked at Yan Mengmeng, saying, "A man is determined to be in all directions. Wei Jie also wants to do something. When the Jiankang incident comes, he really wants to report to Xuanshun!"

Wei Jie talked about the Maitreya Cult. After solving this matter, he really needed to go to the army. Now it was not just Liu Yu, but Liu Muzhi, Yuan Zhan, Wang Hong and others all went to the Northern Palace soldiers. As for the Yan Mengmeng, if the two loves for a long time, how could they stay day and night?

"Does Brother Xiuyuan understand Maitreya Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism?" Wei Jie's heart moved. Wang Hong was Wang Guobao's nephew, and perhaps he had some understanding of the Maitreya Buddhism.

"I heard a little, but I know very little. Why did Shubao ask this question?" Wang Hong said in surprise.

"Wei Jie heard that Sima Daozi and his son, as well as your uncle Wang Guobao, were arranging the Maitreya Cult to preach in Jiankang recently, so he asked more." Wei Jie could see that Wang Hong shouldn't really know much.

"What happened?" Wang Hong frowned.

"My uncle has not mentioned this. Su Wen Faqing is cruel and bloodthirsty, and the Maitreya Cult is even a heretical cult. How could he be so confused!"

Wei Jie shook his head slightly. He had seen Wang Guobao several times, but he didn't look like a person who could do great things. He was mostly instigated by Sima Daozi and his son, and his resentment towards Xie An in his heart.

"Brother Xiuyuan doesn't need to pay attention to this matter. Although the journey to Jingkou is not far, the North Mansion's military discipline is strict, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet again in a short time. Come, everyone raise their glasses and drink together, wishing you all the best!"

After three rounds of drinking, Yuan Zhan suddenly whispered to Wei Jie: "I want to go to the Beifu soldiers later and stay in Jiankang City for a while!"

Wei Jie knew that Yuan Zhan was worried that he had Xie An and wanted to stay and help them deal with the Maitreya Cult. He was moved and shook his head slightly and said, "This time Maitreya went south to the south, it was a confrontation in thought, and it was useless for you to stay!"

"Here I go to Jingkou and help me tell him how to do it, so that he must remember to be calm and not be too impatient in everything!"

Yuan Zhan thought Wei Jie was worried that Liu Muzhi would make a mistake and he would make mistakes. He didn't say much at the moment. Apart from Xie An, the person he trusted the most was Wei Jie. At this moment, even Wei Jie did not agree to stay, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Since Miss Mengmeng is here, I guess she won't be unprepared, right?" After drinking and eating, Xiao Song Xiaoe cleaned up the yard. Wang Hong looked at Yan Mengmeng and said with anticipation.

"Fei Fei!"

Yan Mengmeng signaled Feifei to play the piano, and looked at the Weijie again. Weijie immediately understood and knew that Yan Mengmeng was going to play the piano and flute with him again. He did not refuse at the moment, so he took Xiaosong to the room to get the Keting flute.

"Is the Ke Ting Die in Shubao's hand?" Wang Hong looked at the flute in Wei Jie's hand and his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but ask.

"That's right!" Wei Jie looked at Wang Hong in confusion. Could it be that Wang Hong is also a person who loves Dongxiao.

"Could it be that the Shubao brothers know Huan Yi of Liangzhou?"

"Huan Yi? Wei Jie doesn't know him!" Wang Hong seemed to be very interested in Ke Tingdi and was very tempted to ask questions. Wei Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was unwilling to tell everyone that Ke Tingdi was given by Yan Mengmeng.

"Huan Yi is the most famous Dongxiao master in the world. Ke Tingdi is the object of Huan. He met Mengmeng a few years ago, so he gave Ke Tingdi to Mengmeng. Now Mengmeng has given him Shubao again!" Yan Mengmeng said softly.

Wang Hong suddenly realized and said with a smile: "So that's it!"

Although Huan Yi's surname is Huan, it has nothing to do with Huan Wen. At this time, he has troops in Liangzhou and is the governor of Liangzhou. He can be regarded as Wang Hong's uncle. When Wang Hong was young, he had a happy voice and wanted to learn to play the flute under Huan Yi's sect, but he gave up automatically after listening to Huan Yi's singing song. At that time, the flute used by Huan Yi to play was the Keting flute.

The smoky and moving piano sounded, and the sound of the flute from the Weijie lingered gently, interspersed in between. This was the second ensemble. The cooperation between the two seemed to be much more tacit, and there was no longer the awkwardness of the first ensemble. This time, the audience was even more elegant and tactful. After the song was played, everyone forgot to applaud.

"Wang Hong finally understood why Miss Mengmeng favored Brother Shubao!" Wang Hong said in a sigh.

"The two are perfectly matched, and the sound of nature played by Wang Hong only feels that all the worries of time are just mediocre people!"

Wang Hong expressed the thoughts of everyone present. Not to mention the four people who came from Jiankang's five sons, even Yuan Zhan couldn't help but stand up and gave a thumbs up at Wei Jie.

"This is Shubao's new work of the Heart-Clearing Mantra!" Yan Mengmeng said with a smile, Yingying stood up and bowed to everyone.

"I'm so tired, so I'll go back to Qinhuai Tower, and all the young masters will have fun!"

Yan Mengmeng was not really tired. She just felt something in her heart and had an immature idea in her mind. Maybe when Maitreya went south, she could also contribute to her efforts.

In Xiaosong's disappointed eyes, Feifei packed up the smoky Qixuan Qin and followed Yan Mengmeng out of the villa. Everyone also sent it out of the yard, watching the master and servant get on the carriage.

"Brother Shubao is really a big winner in life!" The smoky carriage went far away, and Wang Hong took a deep breath and said enviously.

"It's okay to be envious, but you can be jealous, but don't hate going up to the Weijie!" Weijie said with a smile.
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