The surface of the blue sky is patterned, but it is very thin.There are also lines on the pads of the fingers, but they are thinner.So when the fingers slowly rubbed the Qingtianjian, there was no sound.The study is as quiet as it has been for most of the past few decades.Time passed slowly, and Jing Jiu looked at the tea in the cup, never speaking, not knowing what kind of amazing secret he was calculating.Liu Shinian became more and more nervous, felt a little thirsty, and subconsciously picked up the teacup and drank the herbal tea in the cup, only to realize that he had done something wrong.He held the teacup tightly, quietly turned around, and silently walked to the stove to start making tea.During this process, Jing Jiu's gaze did not change, indicating that he was not looking at the tea in the cup.The water in the teapot gradually boiled, making a confused sound.Liu Shi-year-old put the teacup in front of his eyes, didn't dare to bother anymore, and stepped aside.The buds of the new tea slowly unfolded in the cup, but Jing Jiu's expression showed no signs of stretching.There seems to be some kind of hidden connection between the records in the daily life log, the seemingly unrelated events, and the seemingly ordinary words.It's hard to capture that connection, like tiny bubbles in a cup of tea, that appears at any time and then disappears for some reason.………… Demon blood is like ink.Mojiao.Jiaobone.Bones can be used to make wine.A sword light appeared in the depths of Jing Jiu's eyes, bright and extremely sharp.After being seriously injured by the Sword God of the West Sea that year, he traveled with Dong in Chaotian Continent for three years, spent more than ten springs, summers, autumns and winters together, saw a lot of scenery, and naturally said a lot of things.He didn't like to listen to her reasoning, she knew this better than anyone else, so those words were mostly trivial things without her grandiose plans, without her worries and designs for the future of the cultivation world and the entire human race.The little things in life are the shortcomings of the parents, and the only family member in the world for the winter is her nephew He Zhan.Jing Jiu easily guessed who He Zhan's biological mother was.There are three people in the Suigetsu Nunnery who have the highest seniority.The winter, the head of the nunnery, and the elder Taishang sound very qualified, but in fact they are the youngest ones.The blue curtain sedan chair can fly by itself and take Jing Jiu from Guocheng Temple to Shuiyue Nunnery.Many people had heard the elder in the sedan chair speak, but no one had lifted the green curtain and seen her speak with their own eyes.The magic weapon of sound transmission can do this, and it is even possible that many times the master of the Suigetsu Nunnery himself sits in the sedan chair.In the cultivation world, He Zhan is most famous for luck, a casual cultivator with no background can actually encounter treasures one after another, which is even more exaggerated than Wang Xiaoming's arranged life, and today it may not be all because of the winter.At that time, the winter should still be in the cocoon of the silk, how could it be possible to arrange every step so well.It's just that these inferences don't have any evidence, they don't seem to make any sense, and even if they are, they don't make up a complete story.Jing Jiu didn't care, and let his thoughts continue to diverge.Time continued to flow, and the hot tea in the cup was cold again, and Liu took it away at the age of ten and replaced it with a new one.The hot mist in the teacup floated up, falling and dissipating on the surface of the blue sky, blurring the line between the real and the unreal.Jing Jiu's gaze fell on leaving the teacup, and the mist fell on the surface of Qingtianjian.In that world, he saw a small river, a canopy boat, a stone bridge, a nunnery, a baby.In the mountains and wilderness in the distance, there is a scholar who is leaving, stopping to look back from time to time.Jing Jiu probably understood, and knew that the content of the story was probably like this, but there was still no evidence.If he wanted to find out, he should be able to find out the truth, but of course he wouldn't do it.He just needs the story, he doesn't need evidence, because he's not ready to convince the characters in the story, he just needs to convince himself.………… Jing Jiu felt a little tired, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, and found that it was a little cold.No matter how diligent Liu is at the age of ten, it is impossible to guarantee that the tea in the cup will always be hot, which has nothing to do with intentions.He looked up at the window and saw that it was a little dark, and realized that he had calculated for so long."
Childe?"
Liu Shinian shouted a little nervously.Jing Jiu said, "It's okay, you can go back." ”Liu was ten years old, and thought to himself, aren't you going to share that secret with me?
Jing Jiu didn't have the habit of sharing secrets with him, and it wasn't Zhao Layue, so he asked, "You want to represent Yimaozhai to participate in the Mei Meeting?"
”Liu Shi-year-old said a little embarrassed: "I haven't participated in it before, and I'm a little curious." ”Jing Jiu said: "Dao war?
”Liu Shisui was even more embarrassed, and said: "Where do I know such things as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I can only fight." ”Even if it represents a Mao Zhai, Liu is a disciple of Qingshan at the age of ten after all, and it is a matter of course that he does not know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is good at Taoist warfare.Jing Jiu understood this very well and said, "Xi Yiyun is good, you can learn more from him." ”Liu was ten years old and didn't expect Gongzi's evaluation of Xi Yiyun to be so high, and he was a little surprised.Jing Jiu explained: "The scholars of Yimaozhai are different from those poor scholars in the mortal world, they are real scholars. ”Just like the monks of Guocheng Temple are not the same as those fake monks in the world who cheat money, otherwise he would not have let Liu Shi-year-old go to these two places to study with peace of mind.Liu Shi-year-old asked, "What else does Childe have to say?"
”Jing Jiu looked at the night outside the window, knowing that Gu Qing, Zhuo Rusui and Jing Shang were all discussing the matter in the Luguo Mansion, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Help me pass a letter to Bu Qiuxiao, I want to meet with him." ”Liu was a little taken aback and asked, "When?"
”Jing Jiu thought about the day of the proposal and said, "You must come here within eight days." ”If you let others hear his request, they will inevitably be speechless in surprise, even if you are the reincarnation disciple of Jingyang Zhenren and the elder of Shenmo Peak, what qualifications do you have to let the Lord of Yimao Zhai come to see you?
Liu Shisui naturally didn't think like this, and responded directly.………… Eight days passed quickly.There are no lanterns in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the courtyard is also sprinkled and cleaned, whether it is on the trees or on the road, there is not a trace of dust, as if to prepare to receive orders.Today is the first day for the Zhan Guogong Mansion to propose marriage.The process before the proposal has already been completed, and the seventh lady Cen Shi has also been picked up from the Jingjue Temple yesterday, everything is in place, and the whole house is full of joy.Being able to marry the naughty and naughty Miss Seven, who is unwilling to marry, is of course a happy event worth celebrating, and more importantly, Cen Xiangye has made a decision, and the people in the house no longer have to bear pressure from everywhere.Mrs.
Luguo Gongshi returned home very early, and when she looked at the joy on the faces of her sister-in-law and brother-in-law, she felt a little uncomfortable.Lu Guogong is a faction of Prince Jingyao, the prime minister was born in a Maozhai, but most of his relatives have a background in the Zhongzhou faction, and she is really embarrassed in the middle.And Xiao Qi doesn't want to marry that prince of Zhan Guo at all, is it appropriate for you to be so happy?
Thinking about these things, Mrs.
Shizi walked into Cen Shi's room and found that there were no tears on her face, and there was even some joy in her eyes, and she couldn't help but be surprised.Miss Seven stopped making trouble, and the ladies and the serving grandmother and maid were all relieved, but she felt that something was wrong.After a few casual words with Cen Shi, she quietly went out of the back garden, found Lu Ming, described Cen Shi's situation in a low voice, and said worriedly: "There won't be an accident today, right?"
”Lu Ming looked at her and smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if something happens, it's a happy event." ”When Madame heard this, she was not relieved, but felt even more strange.Lu Ming smiled a little awkwardly and said, "It's going to start, I'll go to the front and have a look." ”After saying this, he hurriedly got out and went to the front hall, thinking to himself how sorry it would be to miss this big bustle.Full of guests, Cen Xiangye and Zhan Guogong stood side by side on the stage with a satisfied smile on their faces.Lu Ming looked at the handsome prince behind Zhan Guogong, and thought that his appearance was no worse than Brother Li'er, but I was afraid that today's play would not be very easy to sing.According to the number of etiquette, the guests smiled and looked at the venue, waiting for the next moment of the ceremony, and then hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.The guests were taken aback, and looked out of the house, wondering where did the foolish people come from, and they dared to make trouble in front of the prime minister's door.The stewards and guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion retreated in with panic on their faces, not daring to stop them at all.A group of people broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion.At the forefront is Lu Guogong.Who would dare to hit him?
………… (I would have liked to write a sentence: I am against it......
Suddenly thought of the Chosen Heaven Chronicle, Chen Changsheng had already shouted, but it's a pity, I like these episodes, and some readers may not have seen the sentence I made up yesterday, and I'm very embarrassed to say it again here, my friend wrote it called "Operation Live Room", and when I wrote it yesterday, I was a little embarrassed, and I actually wrote the name wrong, but I took the opportunity to advertise it again, and I saw it, this is a true friend......
In addition,The chapter name of today's chapter is very good.,In addition.,I know that today and tomorrow will be scolded by you for breaking the chapter dog.,But there's no way.,Take your niece to ski.,I can't write for two days.,These two chapters were written last night until two o'clock.,And deleted a lot of water words.,I can only barely guarantee the update.,Apologize to everyone.,Wang!
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