Chapter 69: A True Heart Shattered into Pieces, Guangji Beauty
"teacher."

Feiyan hesitated for a moment, then followed Gongsun Ce's instructions and addressed Xunzi, while bowing to Xunzi.

"The Dongjun of this generation of the Yin-Yang family?" Xunzi looked Feiyan up and down, then looked at Gongsun Ce with a strange expression, "How did you coax her into your hands?"

Feiyan exudes the aura of Yin-Yang magic, and her dress is decorated with a three-legged golden crow, so her identity is obvious. It would be strange if Xunzi could not tell her identity.

Gongsun Ce held Feiyan's slender waist and said, "Return sincerity for sincerity."

Feiyan's pretty face blushed slightly, but she did not refute.

Xunzi immediately looked at Gongsun Ce with a look that said, "You kid are lying to me." "Fu Nian and I have already told you that you have many beauties in Xinzheng, all of them are stunningly beautiful. How many hearts do you have, kid?"

"A true heart is torn into pieces, Guangji beauty."

Xunzi smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, emotional matters are up to you. I know your intentions, but the position of second in command is not easy.

The job of serving as a chief priest is for elders of high moral character and prestige. I'm afraid you are not old enough to do that."

Gongsun Ce felt that Xunzi had not finished speaking, "So what are the conditions?"

Xunzi stroked his beard and chuckled, "You need achievements. Your articles have already accumulated a certain reputation, but you still lack a little moral reputation."

Gongsun Ce understood that Xunzi had transformed into an NPC and was about to assign him a task. The reward for completing the task was that Gongsun Ce would become the second in command and chief priest of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

"The teacher can just tell me what he needs me to do."

Xunzi's eyes flickered slightly, and he was lost in memories. "In the past, the sage Confucius had 72 disciples, among whom the one with the most noble character was the sage Yan Hui.

Recently, a Confucian scholar reported that the descendants of the sage Yan Hui seemed to have been discovered on the border with Qi State, and you are needed to go and bring him back.

In addition, you also need to go to the Jixia Academy to debate with the Hundred Schools of Thought and prove yourself."

After listening to this, Gongsun Ce unconsciously thought of the task template of a third-rate online game in his mind: Your teacher has issued a chain task to you!
Phase 1: Welcome back the descendants of Yan Hui (accepted/not completed)
Mission introduction: Dear Confucian scholar, the descendant of Yan Hui, the head of the 72nd Confucian Hall, has appeared. Please take him back.

Reward: Small increase in reputation and prestige

Phase 2: Hundreds of debates (accepted/not completed)
Introduction: Go to Jixia Academy to participate in the Hundred Schools Forum
Reward: Greatly improve reputation and moral prestige

Summary Reward: Become the second master of Xiaoshengxian Manor and the chief wine master, and achieve fame all over the world
Gongsun Ce thought for a moment and asked Xunzi Yanhui's descendants where he was, "Where is he now?"

Xunzi seemed to have expected this and took out a map from his pocket. "The map shows his current location, and also the direction I speculate he might be heading."

Gongsun Ce held Feiyan's hand and asked, "Will you come with me?"

During the half month that they traveled together on Xiao Mimi, Gongsun Ce and Fei Yan had naturally done everything they should do except the last step.

Outdoor play was still too advanced for Feiyan, so she hesitated, "Can we leave after tonight?"

After several days of close contact, not only Gongsun Ce couldn't stand it, Fei Yan also found it difficult to control herself.

Curiosity kills the cat, this is what Feiyan is like. Unlike Zi Nu and Madam Ming Zhu who have rich theoretical experience, she knows the structure of the human body, but she doesn't know how to proceed.

Gongsun Ce hesitated for a moment. As expected, the descendant of Yan Hui was Yan Lu, and there should be a pretty widow with a pregnant belly and wearing snake-scale soft armor beside him.

Gongsun Ce touched Feiyan's little hand and slapped himself in his heart. He felt that he should not hesitate and should definitely choose Feiyan.

Xunzi knew Gongsun Ce well. When he saw Gongsun Ce's actions, he knew that Gongsun Ce would not be able to leave today. Xunzi was silent for a moment, and could only speak dryly, "Take care of yourself, and leave early tomorrow."

Although Gongsun Ce really wanted to tell Xunzi that it was not difficult for him to deal with a dozen women who had been drugged by special drugs in one night, but after taking a look at Feiyan, he rationally did not speak.

Gongsun Ce, Li Si and Han Fei were known as the three evils among Xunzi's disciples, so when Gongsun Ce returned to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Pao Ding was one of the few happy people.

Pao Ding loves to bring joy to people with delicious food. He can replicate any dish with just one bite, except that the dishes do not glow. He can be described as a little chef-like cook.

After eating the lunch brought by Po Ding, night fell quietly.

In Gongsun Ce's room, Feiyan was at a loss. She held the hem of her skirt with both hands and rubbed it gently.

Anyway, this was the first time she encountered such a thing, and there was a big difference between real guns and blank bullets.

Feiyan bit her red lips lightly, and said with a bit of shyness, "Please have mercy on me."

Gongsun Ce took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Often, the shy and timid expression in his expression can arouse a man's interest even more.

People who are carefree don't have this kind of tone.

Gongsun Ce flicked his finger to extinguish the candle, and the room suddenly became dark. The darkness could alleviate Feiyan's shyness at the moment.

However, sometimes you don’t necessarily need external objects to glimpse into the abyss, Gongsun Ce’s golden eyes can still do the job.

Why can you put a light bulb in your mouth but not take it out?
Maybe Feiyan can get the answer tonight.

Early in the morning, Gongsun Ce opened his eyes and stared at the beams in a daze. The new usage of the Grandmaster's intention was really scary, and reminded Gongsun Ce of the high-probability vacuum cleaner he used before traveling through time.

But the winner will only be Gongsun Ce, which is a bit difficult.

If he wasn't worried about causing any injuries to Feiyan, no matter how much Feiyan begged for mercy, Gongsun Ce would have activated a blood burst to let Feiyan feel the dragon scales...

It was not until the afternoon, when Feiyan was barely able to walk, that Gongsun Ce left Xiaoshengxian Manor.

Gongsun Ce, who was heading to the border of Qi State, looked towards Xinzheng, wondering how Madam Mingzhu and the others were evacuating.
What Gongsun Ce didn't know was that at this time, the Palace of the King of Han was as white as frost and the scene was desolate.

From deep within the palace, there were faint sounds of wailing, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, desolate and helpless.

The concubines of King Han, those beauties who were once as beautiful as flowers and competed with each other in beauty, now all fell under this sudden plague.

The beautiful yet pale face has lost its former vitality and energy.

Those palaces that were usually bustling and bustling were now empty, with only the busy figures of palace maids.

They were dressed in white mourning clothes and walked back and forth with expressionless faces, preparing the remains of the deceased concubines.

There was a suffocating heaviness in the air, as if even breathing had become difficult.

In the corners of the palace, you can occasionally see some abandoned ornaments and clothes, which once represented the identity and status of the concubines.
Now they are like abandoned orphans, no one cares about them, they just lie there quietly.

This plague came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

(End of this chapter)