(38) Golden Palace and Jade Palace

When Bai Yunqi and Zhao Hu arrived at the village chief's house, the village chief already knew Bai Yunqi's identity, but the one in front of Bai Yunqi was still the same situation. The village elder Wang, his three sons, two grandsons, and the grandson of the takeaway, were all full of anger, except Wang Xiaoya. Old Man Wu was trying hard to make them believe in Bai Yunqi's identity, but unfortunately it was useless.

"Hmph, even the emperor dares to pretend, and he is too brave. You need not say anything. You can't let them step into our door again. Bullying our government cannot control it, otherwise they will be unable to take advantage of it."

After all, the Feilongshan area is still in China and is close to Duliang, so there are naturally government officials. However, because the Feilongshan village is widely distributed, most of the trivial matters are basically as long as there is no death or if you don’t go to the yamen to complain, the government will not take care of so many things. Most of the matters are handled by villagers in each village under the leadership of the village chief. Unless the people die, the government will only come to ask about it when they receive some news.

"Fortunately, let's check it first, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble. Tiger and Dragon Robe serve!" Bai Yunqi saw these scenes in the dark and couldn't help but sigh. As expected, these days are the same. If you haven't seen them before, you will doubt it. The emperor would come to such a place without any trouble. Who would believe it? Even if there is any token, this group of people is not from the government and they don't know them. The only way is to put on the dragon robe. You can talk about the name casually, but the dragon robe is not something that you think of. It is a death sentence for impersonating the emperor. Private dragon robe is even bigger. Ordinary people will not suspect that the person wearing the dragon robe is not the emperor.

It's ridiculous to say that Bai Yunqi wants to wear a dragon robe in this small mountain village. This is really a strange and special scenery. When Bai Yunqi put on a dragon robe and fell from the roof of the village chief's house after a few jumps, the group of people were all dumbfounded.

See you! I have never seen the dragon robe, but the yellow robe embroidered dragon is a symbol of the imperial carriage, and it is used exclusively by the royal family. This small mountain village is not isolated from the world for thousands or hundreds of years. There is still some knowledge. They all fell down one after another. Seeing that the dragon robe did not kneel, they were the ones who reported to the government to die. If it was true, then the ones who died were the guy who pretended to be.

Bai Yunqi then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately these people still recognized the dragon robe, so they would not be outrageous to take action by themselves. Of course, Bai Yunqi also had this idea, that everyone still rushed forward and said that he was too brave and even dared to control the dragon robe privately, so Bai Yunqi was embarrassed.

Zhao Hu followed Bai Yun and glanced at Wang Xiaoya, who was also kneeling on the ground from time to time. Bai Yun stood up with his head raised, and his heroic posture was not as good as the youthful aura of the past. What he now showed was a mature kingly aura: "Get up! I went on a private visit in a private place to find a place called the Flying Dragon Ridge. Do you know, the village chief?"

At this time, the village elder Wang stood forward tremblingly and said, "I know... I know."

"Why did you say that there was no before? There is a hidden story, and it comes from the truth." Bai Yunqi raised his tone slightly, and the village chief immediately knelt down: "Caomin...Caomin dare not!"

"Say!" Zhao Hu said angrily behind Bai Yun's rise.

The village chief kowtowed and said, "Emperor... Emperor, more than ten years ago, there were a few people here who wanted to go to the Flying Dragon Ridge every year, but none of the people who have been there came back every year, so... So since five years ago, I have never said anything about all the people who came here, but there are still many people in other villages who know it, but no one has come back as long as they have been there. So... so..."

"So you said no, right! Then tell me now, where is the ridge of the flying dragon?" Bai Yunqi still had a lofty attitude, which he had to show. He knew that this was not Duan Qi's era, but the feudal era, and the emperor must have majesty in the minds of most ordinary people.

"Just... just below the Diao... Diao Bridge! But how to get in, the grass people don't know... I don't know that under the Diao Bridge is a cliff with foggy all year round and cannot be climbed around. Some people in the past used to use ropes from the Diao Bridge, and some went around and slowly climbed up the cliff."

The village chief pointed to the general direction of Diaoqiao, and Baiyun frowned. It seemed that Deheng Money House often invited people, but as for no one had ever come back, I think there was some mystery in the Flying Dragon's Ridge.

"Very good!" Bai Yunqi finished speaking, glanced at Wang Xiaoya, who was lowering his head, and continued, "Village Chief, when he met yesterday, Commander Zhao Hu and the noble grandson Queen Xiaoya fell in love at first sight. If I gave them marriage, would you object?"

"No...I dare!" The village chief dared not say "no" now. Although Bai Yunqi and Zhao Hu have a good reputation among the people, the emperor is still supreme. Looking at China, there are few people who dare to say "no" in front of Bai Yunqi.

However, the village chief's son and grandsons looked at each other, looked happy, and knelt down quickly: "The Wang family thanked the Lord for their kindness!"

"Slow!" Bai Yunqi's sudden words stunned everyone. He walked to Wang Xiaoya, who was pulled down by his brother and asked, "Wang Xiaoya, although it is not against the royal marriage, I am not an unreasonable person. When the two get married, it is important to be incompatible, status, and stopping at home. Tell me whether you are willing to marry Zhao Hu. If you don't want to, I will be exempted from giving this marriage. If you are willing, no one will make things difficult for you! Are you willing?"

Zhao Hu, the old man Wu from the Wang family, looked at Wang Xiaoya. Wang Xiaoya's face was blushing at this time, and he glanced at his father and brothers, and they all nodded secretly. Only grandpa knelt on the ground and bowed his head without looking at her. Wang Xiaoya couldn't help feeling a little nervous. After all, this happened a little suddenly.

Zhao Hu stared at Wang Xiaoya anxiously, and his heart was filled with some reason, repeating the three words "I do" in his heart. Wang Xiaoya finally glanced at Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu took two steps forward excitedly and wanted to say something, but his voice choked in his throat. After a while, he shouted: "Girl Wang... Miss!"

Wang Xiaoya nodded and whispered: "I'm willing!"

"Okay! Zhao Hu, the commander of the Imperial Army, and the Wang family, the village chief of Beishan Village, obeyed the order. Zhao Hu and Wang Xiaoya were in love. I will give you marriage now. You must do this with a glorious task. You must be prepared for the marriage. At the same time, I will reward the Wang family with a thousand taels of silver!"

After the decree was announced, Zhao Hu had already taken out a thousand taels of silver notes from Bank of China and handed them to the village chief. (Bank of China was run by the Baiyunqi court and competed with Deheng Money House.)

For the Wang family, although everyone is not a greedy person for money, even Xiaoya herself is willing to marry such a prominent and well-received husband, it is something that she would never dream of.

"General Zhao, please stay here first. Then someone notified the government and asked Duliang to prepare for you. At that time, I will go back to Duliang with Miss Wang, and I will go to the Flying Dragon Ridge first!" Bai Yunqi did not stay much. Although he didn't expect the village chief to be so honest, the anger he had caused by being fooled had not yet been extinguished, so he wanted to go to the Flying Dragon Ridge first.

"Your Majesty...you..."

He handed over the dragon robe to Zhao Hu, Bai Yunqi restored the costume of the white-clothed gold folding fan, leaving only one sentence and wanted to leave.

"Don't worry, I'm not old yet. According to the village chief, the ridge of the flying dragon is a bit strange. Let's go and see him. If there is danger, I will retreat first. The small cliff is not difficult for me!"

As soon as he left the door, Bai Yunqi was stopped by the Wang family and knelt in front of the door: "Your Majesty, you can't go to the Flying Dragon's Ridge!"

Bai Yunqi smiled.

Suddenly, Bai Yunqi hit the table in the room with a palm, but the table did not move. The folding fan in his hand opened, and the table suddenly moved when he heard the sound. The whole table was completely melted and the powder fell to the ground. Bai Yunqi smiled and said, "Get out of the way! I won't be able to do anything!"

That being said, Bai Yunqi had actually jumped over the heads of the crowd and quickly disappeared among the mountains and forests.

Looking from the top of the mountain, it seems very close, but in fact it is at least 10 or 20 miles away. Baiyun used his light skills to run in a straight line for nearly an hour before he reached the side of the Diaoqiao. A narrow stone wall connected the hillsides of the two peaks. There were bottomless cliffs on both sides. It was not that they were so high, but both sides were covered by fog, so they were not bottomless.

The mink bridge is about ten miles long, and the narrower it gets to the middle. The bridge is covered with moss and it will slide down if you accidentally. Bai Yunqi frowned and looked at both sides, and decided to go down. He saw a few solid stones on the side of the bridge. The man had already jumped over and stuck to the cliff.

Since he obtained the skills of Wanyan and his wife and had a palm against Tian Lingzi, Bai Yunqi realized that his skills were actually above Tian Lingzi, but he still lacked a lot of energy in the use of internal strength. He usually secretly read the classics left by Yunzi. If it were in the past, Bai Yunqi could only sigh at the cliffs, and then tied them up and slowly went down step by step. But now, he is basically walking on the plains of ordinary cliffs.

It fell down against the cliff again and again, and soon approached the fog. As soon as it entered the range of the fog, the white clouds sucked a little, but did not find it toxic, so they fell again. However, after entering the fog layer, the surrounding scenery was hazy and the falling speed gradually slowed down.

After touching for about half an hour, Bai Yunqi stepped into the realm. With Bai Yunqi's internal force, he could see about a few meters away in the fog. However, before he could see the surrounding scenery clearly, a ray of piano sound seemed to come from deep in his mind, melodiously attracted all Bai Yunqi's attention.

"Haha!" A few silver bell-like laughter came from all around, Bai Yunqi's nervous mood began to be relaxed, and the sound of the piano continued to come, as if waves of gentleness, soothing all Bai Yunqi's mood. Then five or six women with transparent gauze drifted from all around into Bai Yunqi's vision.

Before he knew it, Bai Yunqi joined in and danced together, hugged one at once, and hugged the girl's willow-like waist to dance in another dance posture.

The two of them had already separated from the previous dance of the Six Girls, and every step of the Baiyun secretly fitted the rhythm of the piano, which was actually a slow three-beat in the social dance.

The other five girls gradually stopped their dancing and looked at each other for a few times. They saw endless doubts in each other's eyes. They all stopped and watched Bai Yunqi dance his social dance with the girl. They had never seen such changes and such dances before.

Bai Yunqi suddenly let go of the girl's waist, raised the girl's hand, and rotated the girl. The girl who didn't know how to dance was immediately turned elsewhere and almost fell down. Bai Yunqi turned her target to another girl. As the figure swayed, she caught another girl and continued to dance with the sound of the already-revving piano.

"Your figure is really nothing to say. Using such a figure with sound wave power is really a great lethality. The concentration is almost there, and the weakness of skill is really not good!" Bai Yun talked while dancing with the second girl. Bai Yunqi's smile was playful. After saying that, Bai Yunqi suddenly used his internal strength and pushed the girl aside, looking at the sky with a loud roar.

The fog shook, and the sound of the piano suddenly came, and a very sharp sound of string breaking came. Fortunately, Bai Yunqi had no intention of hurting people, otherwise the six girls around him would have been injured on the spot. But even so, the six people were surging with blood.

"I am Bai Yunqi here. Don't be mysterious, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." Bai Yunqi's expression changed, and the sharp light swept towards the six girls who were trying their best to calm down the qi and blood in their body.

As we approached step by step, suddenly, the fog in front of us suddenly increased, and Bai Yunqi had already lost the traces of six girls. A large piece of golden light suddenly appeared behind Bai Yunqi. When he turned around, he saw a palace made of gold and jade. It was not a description, but a real palace made of gold and white jade as stone. Even if Bai Yunqi is the king of the country and has two lifetimes of memory, he was shocked by the scenery in front of him.
Chapter completed!