No matter what sect it is, it is an extremely honorable thing to become a gentleman of the prince.The so-called ignoring the red dust depends on whether the red dust is red enough.For disciples of a great sect like Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu, it was not too attractive to spend years of cultivation time in exchange for such glory.But if it's the teacher of the God Emperor, it's naturally a different matter.It is important to note that Xiang Wanshu is not asking questions on his behalf.Gu Qing only knew at this time that he had entered the Jingxin Emperor's Mansion - there was a lot of speculation in the cultivation world about why the Qingshan Sect suddenly participated in the affairs of the imperial family, but logically speaking, the Zhongzhou faction, which should be the most vigilant, remained silent, and now it finally couldn't help it."
Shenmofeng owes Hu Guifei a favor, what is going on, your senior brother Tong Yan knows."
Gu Qing gave an answer, and then didn't say anything.Xiang Wanshu naturally didn't believe it, but there was no way.No matter how precious a few fruits are, they can't eat them for too long, and they can't find results, so there is naturally no need to continue the conversation, and the two of them take their leave.Gu Qing returned to the well house, greeted the well merchant and the others, and returned to the room.He looked at the snow outside the window, and suddenly remembered the picture of boiling tea on the peak of Shenmo that year, so he went to the back garden.There are a lot of wild cats in the back garden of the well house now, naturally because the white ghost likes it.With it here, Inonashi, who often comes to play, doesn't have to worry about being bitten or scratched by wild cats.Gu Qing was worried about other issues, such as whether this little nephew of the master would be taught to be a gambler by the white ghost."
Maybe you're fighting with Master."
He looked at the dead vines on the wall with residual snow and whispered, "But children are always innocent. ”The withered vines moved slightly, the remnants of snow fell, and Liu Adaa walked out of it, covered with snow and looking fatter.It looked at Gu Qing without speaking, and its eyes were full of playfulness."
Mimi, Mimi, I'm back, the snow was too heavy last night, and Mr. was worried that the grass house would collapse, so he left school early."
Imashi's happy voice came from outside the garden.Gu Qing smiled silently and bitterly, waved his hand at Liu Ada, his body fluttered slightly, and swept against the wall.Jing Li ran into the back garden, her boots bringing up a lot of snowflakes, and her face was red.Gu Qing was about to leave, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked at him seriously, his expression changed slightly.Jing Li's breathing is very steady, even if she runs so quickly, and there is a rhythm between her long breaths, which is faintly in line with some kind of heaven and earth."
Yumen breathing method?"
Gu Qing was very surprised, looked at the white cat who was walking towards the withered vines with Jing Li, and thought to himself, Are you actually teaching this child to practice?
………… Xiang Wanshu returned to the palace of Prince Jingxin, said a few words to Mrs.
Liang about meeting Gu Qing, and then went to retreat.Mrs.
Liang sat in the study, looking at the falling snow outside the window, and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what the Qingshan Sect wanted to do.Suddenly, a subordinate came over with a sticker, saying that someone wanted to see the prince.Mrs.
Liang took the sticker and looked at it, a little surprised.Not because of the heavy snow, but because this greeting post is cleaner than the snow, there is not a word, and naturally there is no payment.I don't know how many officials and cultivators want to meet Prince Jingxin, but this prayer post is sent to him, and he needs to pass at least three levels.It must not be easy to pass the three levels with a blank prayer post and hand it to yourself.Mrs.
Liang pondered for a moment and said, "Bring that person over." ”The man who came was a fat man, wearing very ordinary clothes, and in addition to snow chips, there were some oil stains on his shoes.can still smile at Mrs.
Liang and pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, just as Mrs.
Liang thought, this fat man must not be simple.The fat man is not a cultivator, the prince's mansion still has not relaxed his vigilance, there are obviously masters hidden in the study, and there are figures behind the screen.These arrangements were not deliberately concealed, and the fat man smiled silently, as if he did not know, but only reminded him: "Adults think that this matter can be heard." ”Mrs.
Liang said expressionlessly: "Who are you and what's the matter?"
”The fat man said, "I am the shopkeeper and chef of a tavern in Chaoge City, and Lord Shi Fengchen of the Qing Heavenly Division asked me to do a matter nine years ago. ”Mrs.
Liang raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Then?
”For him, this point in time is easy to remember.Nine years ago, in the Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, Zhao Layue, the peak master of the Qingshan Shenmo, was plotted by the assassins of the Immortal Forest and almost died.The fat man said: "The master is worried that the prince will forget about this matter, so I asked me to make a special trip to remind one or two." ”Mrs.
Liang was silent for a moment and said, "Evidence?
”"The evidence is naturally there, Shi Fengchen is a particular person, and he didn't forget to finish this matter before he died."
The fat man looked at Mrs.
Liang's expression, knew what he was thinking, and said, "Those evidences may not make the Zhongzhou faction give up on you, but what about Yimaozhai?"
”Mrs.
Liang's face was a little ugly.Now the prince of Jingxin is gaining momentum in the court, in addition to the support of the Zhongzhou faction, the most important thing is that Yimaozhai clearly opposes the succession of the second prince.In the style of the scholars of Yimaozhai, once they knew that Prince Jingxin had colluded with the Immortal Forest......
I'm afraid that they would rather sit on the throne with a fox!
In the end, the fat man smiled and said the most troublesome problem."
You should know the style of the Qingshan Sect very well, as long as they believe in this, the prince will not talk about succession, and whether he can live or not will have to say both."
Mrs.
Liang stared at the fat man's face and said, "You have been destroyed, what is the use of a lonely ghost like you?"
”The fat man was not afraid and said: "You should know the truth of the iceberg on the sea. ”Mrs.
Liang suddenly laughed and said, "I'm curious, who are you listening to now?"
West?
Or is it some sect with a dossier?
”The fat man said: "We only listen to the above, whether it is Xihai or who, in short, it is above." ”The combination of the lower and the upper is one and the same, and the immortal forest will always exist.Mrs.
Liang was silent for a long time and said, "What do you want to do?"
”The fat man said, "I'll let you know when the time comes." ”Mrs.
Liang said, "One piece." ”The fat man said, "Two clear." ”Mrs.
Liang said: "Don't send it." ”………… The figure behind the screen moved slightly, and Prince Jingxin walked out.There was no other hidden master in the study, only him.Compared with the old plum garden, his face was a little pale, and his nobility and arrogance had all been absorbed into his body, and he seemed quite calm.Jing Xin walked over to Mrs.
Liang and sat down.The two sat speechless.Outside the window, the snow fell silently.The cold gradually enveloped the study.I don't know how long it has been, Jing Xin sighed and said, "I haven't done anything wrong in my life, just like that." ”Mrs.
Liang said: "Time is a river, the past is over, and you can only look forward." ”Nine years ago, his brother Liang Xingcheng fell seriously ill and died, becoming a drop of water in the river of time.Who would have thought that this matter is not over yet.………… (The name of this chapter......
Suddenly returned to the night, red walls and white snow, you want to like it, the romance I wrote when I was young is really good-looking, and there is also a romance part on the avenue, but it is not necessarily the love between men and women in the red dust, it is between people, between people and cats and dogs, and between bamboo chairs, flowers and trees, and everything in the world, well, when I didn't say it. ）()