Mr. Dongfang stopped and fell silent.
Bai Weng's eyelids twitched and he asked, "Junior Brother Zhuang, please clarify my doubts!"
The young man said coldly: "Two senior brothers, do you think I can kill Jiang Yuqing?"
Mr. Dongfang said: "Of course I can kill him!"
The young man asked again: "How many people in Shixian Palace can be killed?"
The two looked at each other and said solemnly: "Of course there is no calculation!"
The young man continued to ask: "Do you know who is protecting Jiang Yuqing in the Taiping Palace?"
The white man stroked his beard and said, "I'm afraid it's the one whose surname is Jian!"
The young man asked: "Is that person alienated?"
Mr. Dongfang immediately said: "Disciple dare not assert!"
The young man sneered: "So, what do you think Jiang Yuqing is?"
Bai Weng suddenly realized: "Nature is like an ant!"
The young man said again: "Teacher, Jiang Yuqing's unorthodox Shinto true energy is rejected by heaven and earth. It's okay and no harm!"
Mr. Dongfang and Bai Weng looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly, and then they chuckled.
The young man turned around and went back, still covered in frost: "Let me ask the emperor what he wants!"
The two gave each other hands.
Until the young man disappeared into the palace, Bai Weng took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Dongfang: "I have known you for eighty years, and I never thought that you would be so unpredictable. I am afraid that it was the injury Ji Jiuwei suffered from the Thousand-Biting Poison Gu. It’s also your share…”
"This matter has nothing to do with me!"
Mr. Dongfang smiled faintly and looked into the distance: "Tiger is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old eunuch with white hair and beard walking in the distance. At first he was still far away, but in the blink of an eye he came closer and took out a ball of brocade silk cloth.
The two opened it, and there were only four words on it.
The old eunuch has gone away.
Bai Weng said in a deep voice: "So, this Jiang Yuqing is quite good, why does he want to stand out?"
Mr. Dongfang said: "He himself doesn't know it. In order to improve his realm, he completely ignores it. Even if the old guy from the Jiang family wants to stop him, he can't stop him. He can only be happy and worried."
…
Night falls.
There are many people in the front yard of the Jiang family, but in the Lanxian Pavilion, it is a little calm, but a little warm.
The five Sai Qingzhu girls stood quietly on one side, raising their eyes from time to time to secretly glance at the mother and son at the middle dining table.
There were only five side dishes and a bowl of soup on the table.
The dishes were a bit gray and messy, and the soup was a bit cloudy.
Ji Jiuwei picked up a dish and put it to Xin Zhuo's mouth. His expression was completely different from before. Although he acted like his mother, his eyes were full of smiles and doting.
Xin Zhuo ate it with a smile on his face, but he couldn't express the pain in his heart.
No need to ask, this dish was cooked by my mother myself. I can’t say it’s not delicious, I can only say... your taste is a bit weird.
"Is it delicious, son?" Ji Jiuwei asked softly, looking very serious.
Seeing her persistent motherly love, Xin Zhuo really couldn't disobey her mood, so he had no choice but to say without conscience: "It's quite delicious. The taste is really amazing!"
Ji Jiuwei chuckled and took another piece: "Your grandfather, Emperor Xuanzong, and your father also said so at the beginning, come and open your mouth!"
Xin Zhuo suddenly had a subtle emotional entanglement with the ghost Xuanzong's grandfather and the biological father he had never met. He ate again. Seeing that Ji Jiuwei wanted to feed him again, he quickly changed the subject: "Mom, you said, I will find a place in the future. , it’s best to practice at historical sites, where should I go?”
The five Sai Qingzhu girls looked over in surprise, as if they didn't quite understand the term "Mom".
Ji Jiuwei was also startled for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Mom is a good name. I will call you mom from now on. Mom likes it."
After a pause, he added: "Of course, the first choice is the undiscovered monuments everywhere."
Xin Zhuo became more energetic: "Are the historical sites easy to find?"
Ji Jiuwei shook his head and said: "It's hard to find. If there is one, I'm afraid warriors from all over the world will flock to it, looking for opportunities, like rats crossing the street!"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "What about the others?"
Nowadays, the first choice for worshiping spirits is of course five-hundred-year-old special spirits, or something rare.
Ji Jiuwei smiled and said: "The next ones are the major ancient sects. Tianji Pavilion was founded for 1,860 years, Shenyin was founded for 1,600 years, Honghua was founded for more than 1,110 years, and Taiping Palace was founded for 350 years. Thirteen years.
If we talk about the Taiping Palace with the deepest foundation and the shortest time of establishment, it actually ranks at the forefront. Do you know why? "
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "I don't know!"
Ji Jiuwei said: "Because the other three families were killed several times along the way, only a few disciples managed to survive, but even the mountain gate changed hands several times!
When the Taiping Palace was first created, Emperor Taizu and your ancestors Jiang Yuan and Mr. Zhuge found this place together. It is located with the capital city and moved countless treasures of heaven and earth. Moreover, Longcang Mountain itself is a super historic site! "
Xin Zhuo nodded and asked: "So, the ancestors and Taizu should be at extremely high martial levels. I wonder what their life span is? It is said that my ancestor only lived eighty or ninety years?"
Ji Jiuwei hesitated for a moment: "Normally, with their level, there is no problem in living for two or three hundred years, but for some reason they did not live for more than a hundred years. Not only that, the emperors of the royal family had mediocre talents and were completely unlike their ancestors. Shouyuan was also different from his ancestors. Just like ordinary people!"
After a pause, he continued: "Not only the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty, but also the kings of all the countries in the four directions can live hundreds of years!"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and didn't quite understand, so he asked, "What's mom's position in the Taiping Palace?"
Ji Jiuwei pondered for a moment, as if he didn't know his status, and chuckled: "I have two disciples, the third among the ten young masters, Shui Qingliu, and the eighth Zhuge Jun. Have you heard of them?"
The five girls of Sai Qingzhu changed their expressions slightly. Everyone in the capital knew that these two men were from the Taiping Palace, but they did not know that they were disciples of the prince's mother.
Xin Zhuo was surprised: "Are these two people hydrated?"
He had nothing to do the past few days and studied these ten people. There was indeed no mediocre person who could be favored by the emperor. Even with his Wangyuejing martial arts, he was not sure to defeat the lowest ranked Lu Jiu within a few moves. .
But maybe Shui Qingliu and the other two were doing this for the sake of my princess?
Ji Jiuwei took a while to understand and knocked on his head: "As my mother's disciple, why do you need water?"
Xin Zhuo smiled: "I will go with you to the Taiping Palace!"
With this old lady taking care of me, it must be easy to get away with it.
"Do you really want to go?" Ji Jiuwei was a little puzzled. She had figured out this son's temperament. He was independent-minded and seemed to be very sensitive.
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Of course!"
"If you want to go and become my mother's apprentice, but not now, you can rest for a month and then go to Fengtian Pagoda to practice. My mother will open the back door for you."
Ji Jiuwei glanced at the lights outside the palace, smiled and pinched his cheek, "It's so fun these days, but I want to see who really appreciates your talent and who is harboring evil intentions, do you understand?" son?"
"Understood in seconds!"
"Very good. I'm going to rest in the side hall. I won't go back. Remember to finish the food. My mother cooked it herself."
"OK."
…
The night is already deep.
Xin Zhuo had already searched the entire main hall, but could not find the puppets that Mr. Jiang Yong had recruited during the day. It seemed that they could not be excavated by brute force.
He was very interested and thought he should try to see if he could offer sacrifices to the spirits. It seemed that he would still have to ask the old lady for the next two days, or consult with the old lady tomorrow?
I just sat back by the bookcase, picked up the sesame and malt cake that my mother gave me during the day, took a bite, and my face was full of memories.
"Your Majesty, I couldn't find it."
Bear's paw also came out of the corner at this time, glanced at the sesame cake, and swallowed subconsciously: "Your Majesty, can you give me a piece of this?"
Xin Zhuo found it funny and handed over a piece. The bear's paw took it and sat aside to take a careful bite. He then explained: "I'm not greedy, I just feel that I have never seen the prince like to eat something so much."
"I just didn't know there was such a thing."
Xin Zhuo said something that Xiong Zhang couldn't quite understand. He held his chin and kept chewing: "What are Murong Xiu and the others doing?"
Xiong Zhang immediately sat upright and wiped his red mouth: "Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang are practicing in the military corps of the mansion. Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang are in the old lady's courtyard and rarely go out.
However, today the slave girl found two outsiders, who she said were the prince's old friends. One was named Murong, and the other was named Yan. "
Xin Zhuo was surprised: "Then what?"
Ascetic Sword Murong Yi? Yan Cuizong?
Xiong Zhang chuckled: "He was thrown out by the guard commander, and it seems that he was captured by the Thirteen Cities Soldiers and Horses Yamen."
