Yi Qi didn't care about the whispers of the two people, but looked relaxed and continued to speak.
"Back then, the Qi and Jin Dynasties were defeated in the battle. Zong Yan, the leader of the Jin Dynasty, was seriously injured and died. His legitimate son Zong succeeded to the throne in vain. This person is good at testing people's hearts with cruel methods... I think the young master and our sect leader have also experienced it. Yes Really?" Yi Qi seemed relaxed, but in fact he had been secretly transporting his energy, silently calculating in his mind how far He Jixing would go.
Wang Heng didn't notice anything unusual when he heard that Yi Qian pointed out the identity of his father and son as Jin people. Among the people in the Golden Knife Sect who were attracted by his father and valued and could serve as insiders in the future, they were all tested as Jin people. Anyone who showed any abnormality The person had already died.
At present, both Elder Xu and Yi Qi have already known about this matter, but they don't know what his purpose is in telling the story of the promotion at this moment. However, what Wang Heng can be sure of is that the Zhuque Pavilion in front of him The leader of the sword-guarding elders calls the Lord by his first name, which is definitely not a good intention.
Seeing Wang Heng's expression in his eyes, Yi Qi gave a rare smile and continued to speak: "Zong Wang saw that Qi Yun's country was stable, and he knew that even if he devoted all the power of the country at this moment, it would be difficult to shake Qi Yun, so he was in the court Select capable people and sneak into Qiyun to provide internal support for the future invasion southward."
"Although there are many chess pieces, most of the pawns who crossed the river died... But there are two of them who not only established a firm foothold among Qi Yun, but also created a great legacy..."
Yi Qi withdrew his eyes from the direction where He Ji left, turned to the two people who were on guard at the side, his tone gradually became colder, and he said something that made Wang and Xu's expressions suddenly change: "Golden Sword Gate! Hejiabao...tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, It’s a pity that Zong Wang’s little cleverness cannot be hidden from his eyes.”
Wang Heng finally came to his senses, and when he murmured, he felt like he was falling into the abyss, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat: "So that's it, capture Wan Jun out of Yanbei to relax his guard, then send Gao Deng into the trap, and then use Shan Bin faked surrender...
With such meticulous thinking and such thunderous methods, even if so many innocent lives are sacrificed, the Golden Sword Sect will be involved. Wang Heng raised his eyes to meet the calculating gaze: "He is indeed the most proud disciple of Wushuang Guoshi... You and I have said so much, it seems that today you definitely want to save Elder Xu and me, right?"
"Wang Yan's son is not stupid." Yi Qi started to speak, but stopped.
"It seems that when my father rescued you, you had already laid a plan? The master behind you was very cruel. If my father hadn't exhausted all the rare medicinal materials, you would have died before you even entered the chess game." Wang Heng seemed unable to believe that someone would be willing to use his life as bait.
Yi Qi seemed to recall the scene of him struggling in front of the Yama Palace, but his eyes did not show the joy of surviving the disaster, but instead shone with longing and longing. Instead of talking to Wang and Xu, he seemed to be talking to himself. : "He said, 'A counselor uses his body as bait to lure the world into his trap... How can you make your always cautious father trust me if I don't end up dead?"
With Xu Mo in front of him, Wang Heng felt a little at ease. He looked up to the sky and laughed. He calmed down for a moment, stared intently and said: "Hahaha, what a person who can use his body as a bait...who can risk his life to get into the game, he must be an extraordinary person. Yi Deposition is not yours." Name, who are you?"
"Who am I...who am I..." Yi Qi seemed to be awakened by this simple sentence, and the scene from that time appeared in his eyes.
Seven young men of similar age knelt in front of the door, all with solemn expressions, looking at the middle-aged scholar who walked out of the door, and each described his ambitions.
Some wanted to learn the art of military formation, some wanted to learn strategy, and some wanted to learn divination... Only that young man had no trace of timidity in his eyes, and he disdained the words of the previous young men. Take a look.
"They have each expressed their wishes. I see that you are disdainful and don't want to let me know. What do you want to learn?" The scholar stroked his beard, and perhaps he could tell from the young man's fearless gaze. His temperament, he spoke with a smile.
Although the young man was kneeling, his back was straight. He glanced at the young men on the left who were anxious to speak, then turned to the young man on the right who timidly lowered his head. He raised his eyes and met the gaze that seemed to see through him. They stared at each other for a moment, until they were convinced that the owner of this gaze could really help them learn their skills, and then they spoke.
"Vanguard general, martial artist... the way of strategy is devious... fortune telling... hmm, why not become a fortune teller..."
As soon as this statement came out
, several young men beside him all looked sideways and glared. They were the first to speak. The tough-headed young man who wanted to imitate the marching formation stood up angrily: "Good boy, you said that I am a martial artist. Come on, come on, I will let you do it today." See how powerful a martial artist is."
The calm young man next to the tiger-headed boy stood up and held the tiger-headed boy down and shouted: "Xiaohu, what are you doing? Master is still here, so don't be rude. Kneel down quickly."
Perhaps he was awakened by the calm young man's words. The tiger-headed young man's head was just calming down. He knelt down on the ground and said to the scholar whose expression remained unchanged and still smiling: "Master, disciple... I am wrong. Please punish me, Master."
"The vanguard general is not a warrior, but the strongest shield to protect the people..." The middle-aged scholar suppressed his smile, turned his head to the tiger-headed boy, and spoke solemnly, as if to comfort the tiger-headed boy, and to speak to this fearless boy. listen.
The tiger-headed boy who had previously shown disdain was startled when he heard this. His previously high head lowered slightly, as if he was recalling the teacher's words, but he had not yet understood it, so he only heard the middle-aged scholar continue to speak.
"The way of strategy is not about conspiracy, but about planning and then acting in an orderly manner. Using divination and divination, you can get a glimpse of the way of heaven and turn the world around, and then you can defeat half of the world... Regardless of martial arts, strategy, or numerology, they are all for protection. The laws and ways of the people may be different, but the aspirations of the hearts are the same... Do you understand?"
The scholar glanced over the previous young people, detailing the way they wanted to learn one by one. All the young people showed admiration in their eyes and kowtowed in submission.
Seeing this scene, the smile reappeared in the scholar's eyes, and he turned to the fearless young man: "Do you...understand?"
The fearless young man showed a look of surprise at this moment and kowtowed in obedience: "Disciple, I understand. I was rude to several brothers earlier, so please ask Master to punish me!"
"Well...punishment is necessary. Let me, my master, think of how to punish you..." The scholar stroked his beard and his eyes flashed, as if he was waiting for something...
The seven young people are all hard-working people. They usually treat each other like brothers. They also know that Brother Chu Yi has always been very high-spirited. But if the other six people are in trouble, he will definitely sacrifice his life to save them. What happened today is just because of his high-spirited spirit. Ao, for a moment he spoke uncontrollably. When the tiger-headed boy heard that the scholar wanted to punish him, he hurriedly got up and defended the fearless boy.
"Master, he... we didn't mean to blame him just now. We were young and impulsive, and it was inevitable that we would have some quarrels of words, but... Chu Yi, he had no bad intentions, and I also ask Master not to wait for a small thing to punish him. To him."
As soon as the tiger-headed boy's words came out, the remaining six people all followed him. Only the boy whom the tiger-headed boy called Chu Yi did not get up because of the brothers' plea. He only touched his head to the ground and spoke with determination and sincerity.
"The six tigers treat me like brothers and sisters on weekdays, but I am usually arrogant and pride myself on being superior to others in terms of vision and mind. Today I have just woken up. I am ashamed of myself. Master, please don't abandon me just because my brothers begged for mercy on my behalf." Punishment, starting from today, I must guard against arrogance and impatience, and concentrate on studying."
The scholar waited until he got what he wanted to wait for, with a smile in his eyes and a little bit of relief. He looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said: "Okay, okay, I can only become a disciple today, and I will punish you severely. Wouldn't it make King Yun think that I am a violent person?" ?」
As he spoke, he had already comforted several young people... When he turned his eyes to Chu Yi, he asked with some relief: "Don't feel guilty. It's not too late to find your way back. What's more, you're still young. It's not too late." ...You want to be punished, but I have a method that suits your temperament very well, but...the road ahead is full of thorns, are you willing to learn it?"
"My disciple is willing to learn!"
The fearless young man hurriedly returned to his body, his eyes full of brilliance, but the young man was still very curious after all. After answering the scholar's question, he hurriedly spoke again: "What is the way that master wants to teach me?"
"The Way of Wang Zuo! Do you dare to learn it? Chu Yi?"
It seemed that my husband's question back then was recalled in my ears, which overlapped with the question of the young master ten years away. The fearless look of the young man and the easy-to-depose look in front of me also overlapped and merged into one.
The moment he opened his mouth, the spring breeze moistened him.
The chill in the wind spreads the fearless spirit throughout the surrounding area.
"I'm Chu Yi."
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Jiang Lincheng, Xiao Mansion, the scholar back then is now an old man. He kept coughing, but still refused to close the half-open window beside him.
Just as the spring breeze blew into the room, the slight chill in the wind caused the old man's chest to rise and fall again, and within a moment, the sound of violent coughing sounded again until it came out of the door.
Although the table in front of him was covered with coughed up blood, the stubborn light in the old man's eyes remained undiminished. His eyes looked out of the window at the stars, and he twisted six lines with his hands and muttered something in his mouth.
"The reason for being trapped at the lower ridge and higher is to be trapped in a tree and enter a deep valley." As soon as the hexagram was clarified, a blush rose on the old man's face, but he suppressed it into his heart and looked towards the night sky with a heavy look of worry. .
Outside the window in the north, surrounded by stars, one star shined with endless brilliance, and then immediately became dim...
When the man guarding the door heard this, he couldn't suppress his concern, and he immediately pushed the door open, but was stopped by the calm-looking man beside him. The man showed slight anger and scolded softly.
"Old Wu, you don't know about Mr. Xiang's old habit, if you..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Fen stopped Hu De's words and said, "Old Zhang, I understand what you are thinking. Could it be that you are the only one who cares about Xiao Xiangbu? He is also my master!"
After hearing Wu Fen's words, Zhang Hude calmed down a little and still said, "Is it possible that we just wait in front of the door?"
"You know Xiao Xiang's temperament better than I do. Even if you rush in, I'm afraid he won't agree to your request." Wu Fen spoke softly.
"Old Wu, you are right. Our prime minister's temperament is indeed like this. He seems to be a weak scholar, but he is more persistent than any of our brothers." Zhang Hude frowned and sighed as he thought of all the things in the past.
The two of them were standing in front of the door talking, when they heard the sound of rapid footsteps in the corridor. They followed the sound and saw Wang Yue'er walking quickly. Her beautiful eyebrows had been furrowed into the character "chuan". She walked beside them and spoke reproachfully.
"Two uncles, I heard Grandpa Xiao's cough in the room. Why are you still here? Let me go in and see Grandpa Xiao." As he said this, he was about to push the door in, but was stopped by two people beside him. Everyone raised their hands to stop him.
"Princess... Prime Minister, he is... watching the stars and doing divination." Wu Fen spoke softly.
When the cardamom girl heard this, her beautiful eyebrows stood up. She knew that when Xiao Xiang used the method of stargazing, he was most afraid of making noise. If he was not worried that his loud voice would disturb the mood of the old man in the room, he would probably jump up and down on the spot, with his chest heaving several times. After he calmed down a little, he spoke in a low voice.
"Two uncles, how can we discuss this before we leave? Stargazing consumes your mind and energy. Grandpa Xiao has not used this method for many years, and his illness cannot support him to use it again... Why don't you persuade me?"
Zhang and Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Yue'er, don't you know what kind of temper your Grandpa Xiao has these years? What he has decided in his heart is that you, Uncle Wu and Uncle Zhang, will die on the spot. I'm afraid it's... It can’t be stopped...let alone..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the door slowly opening behind him, and Xiao Xiang, with a pale face, held the door and went out.
Seeing this, the three people rushed forward to help, but Xiao Xiang raised his hand to stop him and spoke weakly.
"Ready your horse!"
The three of them were puzzled. Wang Yue'er hurriedly asked: "Grandpa Xiao wants to go... Why don't you wait until the sun rises to warm up the sky..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the old man's pale and slumped face showing a solemn look that he hadn't seen in many years.
"Go meet someone."
