How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Immortal rope?

Everyone was stunned, wondering what this was.

Only Wei Zhongxian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Immortal rope?"

He stood up suddenly and fell into memories.

He, Wei Si, was originally a scoundrel and a gangster in the market.

When he was young, he lived in the streets.

I remember that when I was six years old, I saw a folk artist on the streets of Suning Prefecture, performing the magic of the fairy rope.

It is said that this skill came from Jiaxing, so it is also called Jiaxing Rope Skill.

The performer can use an ordinary rope to fly into the sky, standing upright like a flag.

This amazed the young Wei Zhongxian and sighed at the wonder of this rope skill.

It's a pity that this skill is extremely difficult and gradually disappeared from the sight of the common people.

Now, more than fifty years later, can we still see it in Feng Shiqi?

Wei Zhongxian became interested and couldn't help but drag Li Xin beside him out of the hall.

"Hahaha! Feng Shiqi, you can perform as much as you want. Our family has never seen the stunts performed by gods when we were young. If you perform well, our family will not only re-appoint you as the Taibao of Guanshan Mountain in the Ming Dynasty, but also reward you with a three-in-one house in Kyoto. Let you concentrate on your work for the Emperor..."

When Feng Shiqi saw Wei Zhongxian coming to watch in person, he hurriedly cupped his hands and smiled.

"Then thank you Nine Thousand Years Old."

"Nine thousand years old, please rest assured. I'm afraid this fairy rope, little old man, is not the same as what you saw when you were young."

"Oh?"

Wei Zhongxian became more and more curious.

"This rope can form a ladder to heaven out of thin air, leading directly to the back garden of the Queen Mother in Heaven."

"Young man, you can send my granddaughter up to the sky to pick a fairy peach for the nine thousand year old man and offer it to you. May you live a hundred years... no, live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years..."

Feng Shiqi realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly changed his words.

"Hahaha!"

Wei Zhongxian laughed loudly, and the flattery from the other party almost touched his heart.

Especially picking the peaches in the Queen Mother's back garden?

Whether true or false.

It sounds very exciting.

"It's not okay to pick one! Pick at least three... no, come back with four..."

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhongxian raised his fingers.

"The emperor has one, I have one, my wife Hakka has one, and my brother Li Xin also wants to taste one."

Feng Shiqi froze in embarrassment.

Wei Zhongxian!

You fucking thought I was a wholesaler of flat peaches, so I picked four of them for you.

Did something go wrong?

Li Xin on the side also couldn't laugh or cry.

It is natural to dedicate it to Emperor Zhu Youxiao, and it is normal for you to eat one yourself.

It's even okay to give your pair of wife-eaters a seal of the moon.

Can you give me a taste? What's going on?

Li Xinxin was moved while laughing. He was moved that the fourth brother still did not forget his kindness.

Bu Bai took care of him for a whole month and allowed him to escape death.

"Feng Shiqi, just say yes! Take at least four of them back, otherwise I will chop off your head!"

Wei Zhongxian glared, frightened Feng Shiqi and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, okay! Nine thousand years old, pick four. The common people will let your granddaughter pick four!"

Saying that, he did not hesitate and picked up the rope in his hand.

The onlookers in the courtyard, including Lu Wenzhao from the Qianhu household and Shen Lian from the Baihu household of the Jinyi Guards, all stared with wide eyes to see how he cast the spell.

But when he saw Feng Shiqi clenching his hands on the rope, he gave a sharp shout.

"rise!"

The rope seemed to have a soul, and it suddenly shot towards the sky with a whooshing sound.

Feng Shiqi no longer needed to hold on to the rope, but simply let it go, letting it climb all the way up.

In the blink of an eye, it flew dozens of feet high.

A few dozen feet.

You must know that in ancient times, one foot was 3.333 meters, and dozens of feet were nearly meters in height.

Wei Zhongxian, Li Xin, Lu Wenzhao, and Shen Lian subconsciously looked up to the sky, wondering how high the rope had flown.

I even found that it didn't stop, and the rope in my luggage continued to climb as if it had no end.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! It's this...it's this...the fairy rope!"

Wei Zhongxian smiled happily when he saw it, and all his childhood memories came to his mind.

It was also the same rope that flew into the sky back then, and I don't know where it went.

"Feng Shiqi, hurry! Let your granddaughter pick peaches, hurry up!"

Wei Zhongxian urged, he couldn't wait to see what the Queen Mother's flat peach looked like.

"Nine thousand years old, please be patient! I'll let Qiao'er set off now."

Feng Shiqi nodded in agreement, took out a pile of yellow paper from his arms, and pinched it lightly in his hand.

"Disperse!"

An even more magical scene appeared.

But the yellow paper in Feng Shiqi's hand turned into a pile of ashes, and then formed a thick cloud of smoke.

With a wave of his hand, the smoke rose straight into the sky along the rope, gradually covering half of the sky.

The originally sunny day with the sun shining brightly turned into a gloomy one, making people feel chilly all over.

Deep in the clouds and mists, lightning and thunder roared, making people afraid to take a closer look.

"This is……"

Wei Zhongxian saw that it was indeed different from what he had seen when he was a child. He frowned and asked, "Feng Shiqi, what are you doing?"

Feng Shiqi hurriedly replied: "Sir, the heaven has its own heavenly soldiers and generals to guard it tightly. How can you easily go in and steal the peach?"

"The grassroots dispersed smoke to obscure their sight, making it easier for my granddaughter Qiaoer to move around."

"Oh oh oh, that's it, that's it!"

Wei Zhongxian nodded for a while and stopped talking.

Only Li Xin narrowed his eyes, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

He seemed to notice something different, but he didn't say anything about it.

Feng Shiqi has taken care of his granddaughter.

"Qiao'er, do you hear that? Go up and pick four ripe peaches for Jiu Qian Sui. If you are caught by the Queen Mother's maid or the guard in the back garden, tell them to give them to the next Jiu Qian Sui and let them go. It’s convenient.”

"Yes!"

The girl named Qiaoer responded obediently, but her face turned a little pale and she looked at her grandfather in a daze.

She is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and she has a handsome appearance. She has not yet left the palace, but her parents followed the family leader Feng Shigu into the Guanshan Tomb to cultivate immortality.

Now only she and her grandfather are left to depend on each other, but they don’t know...

"Go quickly!"

Feng Shiqi saw his granddaughter stunned and urged her fiercely.

"well!"

Feng Qiaoer didn't dare to hesitate anymore, moved her light body, grabbed the fairy rope, and climbed straight up.

The girl is already slender, and as a mountain master's wife, she is quite skilled. She climbed up this fairy rope as easily as a monkey climbing up the mountain.

In just a few moves, he climbed twenty meters high, allowing Wei Zhongxian and others to see his miraculous skills.

"grandfather!"

Feng Qiaoer stopped under the dark clouds, climbed on the rope and shouted miserably below, seeming a little scared.