The change of political power is a great event for the officials and nobles and for the common people at dawn.
The first King Li issued an edict to abdicate, and the new King Li succeeded and abdicated the throne, which was quite peaceful.
It's just that the royal capital has been in turmoil for a period of time.
No one knew that in a quiet courtyard in the royal capital, the young man who used to be the crown prince was carrying a bucket to retrieve water from the well.
Li Xianxian had been studying and practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his strength was not weak, but he had never done any menial work before, so he was still a little in a hurry. When the bucket was first lowered into the well, he couldn't even let it sink to get the water.
Fortunately, I was quite smart, and after thinking about it for a while, I was able to fetch water decently.
Asked what to do with water?
Naturally, I have to clean this dusty courtyard and use it for washing and cooking.
Ask them why they are still in the capital?
Naturally, it was because Li Xianxian was worried about the safety of his father. Lingchu, on the other hand, planned to stay here for two years so that he could teach Li Xianxian some basic cultivation knowledge and read Taoist scriptures for two years to cultivate his mind. , secondly...
There is a flower stand in the center of the small courtyard. Under the flower stand is a stone table and stone chair. No one has taken care of it for many years, and moss has long grown on it.
Lingchu brushed his sleeves, and the moss was gone, and it looked as clean as new.
Sitting here, Lingchu raised his head and looked at the flower stand above his head. The withered vines looked full of desolation. He thought back then, when the summer was hot, the purple wisteria flowers on the shelf were blooming in clusters, noisy. And enthusiastic.
After dinner at night, boil a pot of tea under the flower stand, serve it with two plates of pastries, and watch the stars in the sky. It is a most pleasant thing.
As his cultivation deepens, his childhood memories become clearer.
Those memories that had been vague and unclear after being abducted as a child came to mind clearly, bit by bit.
This small courtyard is where Lingchu lived with his mother when he was a child.
Lingchu was abducted.
I couldn't remember it clearly when I was a child, but now Lingchu remembers it very clearly.
The day she was abducted was one of the most lively festivals of the year, the Shangyuan Festival.
That year, the Lantern Festival coincided with the birthday of the royal concubine in the palace. In order to enjoy it with the people, the palace even put up a street of imperial palace lanterns. As long as the people guessed the puzzle correctly, they could get one for free. Palace lantern.
There were even fireworks all over the sky, and the light they bloomed was enough to illuminate most of the royal capital.
One can imagine how many people would flock to the capital to admire the lanterns and watch the fireworks.
There is no mistaking the description of "crowds of people".
However, everything that happened after that could only be described as chaotic.
There was a feast in the palace, and there were many tourists outside the palace, but at this time, a palace change occurred. Everything was so similar to today's palace change, and the noble guests in the palace were all firmly trapped.
As for the outside of the palace, it was even more chaotic. The rebels appeared out of nowhere and methodically headed towards the mansions of officials and nobles, breaking down the doors and entering.
Even the small courtyard where Lingchu and his mother lived was not spared.
Lingchu's father left guards in the dark to protect him, but they still couldn't protect him completely. The two guards died with scars in the yard. During Yu's mother's resistance, she hit the corner of the table, bleeding profusely.
When he was dying, he knocked over the lamp, and the flames spread to the sky. Lingchu was led out of the dog hole in the corner by the little maid who was working at home.
Running into the streets, people and soldiers were everywhere, and the chaos was so despairing.
What will happen if a little maid appears on the chaotic streets with a child under four years old?
It was just a mistake. As a child, Lingchu's mouth and nose were covered, and the pungent drug smoked her, and she could no longer struggle.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the traffickers were bold enough to catch a lot of children. They were very precise and organized. They evacuated as soon as they succeeded and ran out along the river before the chaos subsided.
The children were fed drug addicts all the way, and the food they ate contained drugs that were clearly added. If you didn't eat, you would feel dizzy and dizzy after one or two hungry meals. If you ate, you would be in a daze all the way.
When Lingchu was young, he only slept a few times. When he regained consciousness again, he had already left the country.
Later, he was sold to Fuchun Tower.
There was nothing more to say after that.
Huan Niang had asked Lingchu before, but she still remembered who her parents were and where they lived.
A kid who was abducted when he was more than three years old and has been in a coma for several months. No matter how smart he is, he is just a child. He only knows that his father's name is Jiulang and his mother's name is Susu. What is his full name? Where does he live? How can he tell? One or two.
But just Jiulang and Susu, how can we find them in such a big world.
What's more, hearing her talk about the sea of fire that greeted her eyes, Huan Niang might have already guessed a thing or two. Later, Lingchu, who grew up, also vaguely understood something in her heart.
Later, when Lingchu embarked on his journey as a monk, the memories he had forgotten when he was young became clearer and clearer, and he even more clearly understood what happened.
Her mother had long since died in the fire.
Her father, from beginning to end, she didn't know his origin.
Until the golden elixir is completed, the monks can already sense the faint way of heaven, and their own bloodline sensing becomes clearer and clearer.
Although Lingchu had never learned the art of divination, the monks had learned a lot of things and were able to sense the way of heaven, so they could still use some superficial divination techniques.
Using his own blood as a guide, he performed hexagram calculations and got a lot of answers.
Her own bloodline induction points directly to Li Guo, and her causal induction also guides her here.
Ever since he found out that Li Wang's royal family had the surname Li, his heart moved spiritually, and Lingchu already knew it.
One of the reasons why Lingchu accepted Li Xianxian as her disciple was indeed because of her bloodline. If Li Xianxian had no spiritual roots, she would only save the person and give him a sum of money so that he could live a stable life as a rich man. If Li Xianxian had spiritual roots, , it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. To lead the other person to embark on the path of cultivation, it can give a chance to his father's lineage.
She could have sent it to the sect, but...
Lingchu took a closer look at Li Xianxian and found that he, a descendant of his collateral bloodline, had more than just spiritual roots.
He actually has a special physique.
Pure yang body, and pure yin body are named after their constitutions.
Also... an excellent cauldron.
Accepting him as a disciple is not only to provide him with a shelter, but also because he has bloodline merits. However, the premise of everything is that the other person is suitable for her.
Lingchu didn't plan to tell Li Xianxian that she and the other party were related by blood. She didn't want to get too involved with the world, and she didn't have any feelings for Li Wang's royal family. Since she planned to become a master and apprentice without blood, after all, although they were both Sanqing disciples, but there is a difference between having a master and not having a master. When the time comes to protect the other party, at least the master has a reputation.
