Chapter 617: Feminine Things
"It's impossible... I'm eighteen years old. I have such a spiritual consciousness at the age of eighteen..." When he thought of the powerless feeling of a mud cow sinking into the sea, the handsome man's face turned pale, because it was such a terrifying existence.
"Girl, which family do you belong to? How could you have cultivated such spiritual consciousness at this age..."
Qin Lan replied with a smile: "I am not from any sect. I am an official of Si Tianjian and the youngest among the brothers."
The handsome man took two steps back as if he was struck by lightning. Hearing this voice was even more uncomfortable than killing him... If she was the youngest in Si Tian Prison, it meant that there were countless more powerful people than her.
At this time, he only felt powerless in his heart, because he had vowed to become the emperor's right-hand man like Si Tianjian. Now that the youngest and youngest can't take care of himself, how can he be a right-hand man? Still want to exclude Si Tianjian...
The moment Qin Lan turned around, he suddenly took action, pressed down on Qin Lan's back, and used his spiritual attack to its maximum power. He also used all his magic power to turn into a sharp blade and split Qin Lan's whole body.
Qin Lan was pushed by him, turned around angrily and slapped her in the face, which wasn't too hard at all: "You're a pretty person, but you're not smart enough... Are you pushing ***? You have the temper of a child." The handsome young man was stunned, and then he turned pale and said little, and left Man Jianghong in panic.
It came and went in a hurry, and everyone looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. The strong return announced by the Yinxiao Sect ended like this?
"This person from the Yinxiao Sect really has no future, and he just left in such a dejected manner? Are you really making a fool of yourself, and you want to restore the sect?"
"Hahaha, just drive him away, drive him away. I don't know where I learned the art of spiritual consciousness, so I just show off here. Now it's okay, I'll be taken care of by Si Tianjian's people."
There were curses and laughter from everywhere, but as a real young sect, You Chuiyun showed a depressed expression under the mask.
I personally ruined the reputation of the Yinxiao Sect once again - what's the difference between me being the Young Sect and him being the Young Sect? As long as the sect can rise again, why should I cling to who I am?
It's me……
At this time, You Chuiyun suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw an old monk sitting at the table, smiling at him.
"Master Kongshen?"
"You are enlightened, that's good. I hope you can continue." Master Kongshen said in a hoarse voice, "If there is something you can't understand, the Buddha will give you the answer."
"Buddha? Is he a lobbyist sent by your old man? He came here specifically to persuade me?"
"Yes, it's not entirely right." Kong Shen said: "You are too obsessed with your heart and indulge in pain, but you have forgotten yourself.
You must always remember that you are not a Daxia prisoner, nor a young sect obsessed with regaining the sect. You are yourself, you are just a child. "
After saying these two sentences, Master Kong Shen disappeared, as if he had never been here, and You Chuiyun lowered his gaze to Emei. Both the Buddha and the Bodhisattva felt something in their hearts and raised their heads to look at each other.
Emei put a slowly shining golden bowl into his hand and smiled for the first time.
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Originally, Man Jianghong had a fierce and extremely fierce literary fight, but when the young master of the Yinxiao Sect made such a fuss, Wen Renzhuxiao was slightly injured, and those top experts found it difficult to challenge the opponent, and all of them lost interest, so After a casual discussion, we gave up...
But as Wang Helou got drunk, things started to go the other way. This guy went around drunkenly fighting for wine. It turned out that drinking was not allowed in Wudang, and he himself was considered to be extremely talented. After one or two bowls, he felt like... So he went around and started fighting. Coupled with his cheerful temperament, many people were willing to buy his fault. Under his stirring up, Man Jianghong actually started to change glasses.
After a while, it was already a happy time inside, with each other holding hands and occasionally quarreling, saying, "I am better than you, my sect is better than you..."
Because there were some people who had reached the level of spiritual cultivation, they left the table early because they disliked the lack of gestures.
For example, Bai Qicai excused herself by saying that she was going to see a doctor with Wenren Zhuxiao, but she never came back.
The two were holding hands, looking like Bai Qicai holding Wen Renzhu and smiling. The two beauties were enough to attract attention on the street. Almost everyone on the street turned around and looked up and down with glaring eyes.
But the two girls seemed to have already gotten used to it.
"Would you really marry him if you lost?"
"Won't."
"Huh? You swore it with your Taoist heart."
"I'm talking about marrying Yubukiun... Is he Yubukiyun?"
Bai Qicai said angrily: "How can you steal a man from me? You are the same as that little thief Baili Chuqiu."
"Are you stupid? If Yu Chuiyun refuses, won't it be over? Don't you have the confidence in your heart that he won't reject me?"
Wenren Zhuxiao seemed to be in a good mood today, and the injuries he sustained were not serious.
Bai Qicai chuckled: "How can a man resist a woman like you? That nerd has a lot of beauties, what can I do to him?"
Wen Renzhu laughed and coughed twice, but his face looked better: "But he has told everyone in the world that he only loves you."
Bai Qicai suddenly laughed.
"what are you laughing at?"
"I was thinking about what we talked about before we met him, and it was nothing more than cultivation or cultivation topics."
Bai Qicai said: "Now those of us who vowed to be martyrs for the rest of our lives are actually talking about the love between children."
Wenren Zhuxiao was startled for a moment and sighed: "Buddhists say that love is a small love, but who knows that the word love is the most binding and the most murderous."
"Hey, who do you think Senior Sister Wenren has fallen in love with? Why did she return the favor?"
Wen Renzhu smiled and scratched Bai Qicai's little nose: "I've never eaten pork, and I haven't seen a pig running before?" Bai Qicai pinched her flesh: "Okay, you called me a pig!"
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"You don't know, those old antiques were quarreling over the money for river management. Na Suxiqiao severely criticized the money reported by the Ministry of Works, saying that it was the money you eat and the people's wealth, but Na Shenjie thought it was There is too little money to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. They are clamoring for more millions of taels...
I would only visit the cabinet occasionally, and they would use the topic to their advantage and quarrel in my ears. The quarrel was actually about the intersecting interests of the families below them——
This river is managed in Suzhou and Hangzhou for great benefits, which means that they will make a lot of money. Of course, Suxi Bridge will not do it. Shen Ji was born in the inland, and his fans can be said to be sitting at the end of the river to enjoy the benefits. Of course they were clamoring to allocate more silver coins.
This Su Xiqiao is also ignorant. If Su and Hangzhou do more, the court should do less..."
Emperor Wenhong thought about it for too long, starting from the court to the cabinet, and from the cabinet to the meals in the palace.
"That damn eunuch, I just drank three mouthfuls of soup, took three mouthfuls of vegetables, and then hurriedly withdrew... I was afraid that I would be full... I had someone to take care of me even when I was eating. How could I be as comfortable as in Ping'an Academy?
By the way, speaking of academies, this year’s new top scholar is from Ping’an Academy. Why don’t you go and meet him? "
Emperor Wen Hong then raised his head and looked at Jian Zheng: "I am from Ping'an Academy. I am Mr. Academy and you are the Honorary Dean. This guy is still a student of you and me."
"Your Majesty is joking. The new number one scholar is of course a new dynasty figure. He was born in Ping'an Academy. It's a coincidence."
Emperor Wen Hong's eyes were a bit piercing.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean... was it arranged by me?" Jian Zheng chuckled softly: "Your Majesty's imagination is too rich. Si Tianjian's hand cannot reach the Hanlin Academy where he is the chief examiner. The number one scholar selected by the old chief assistant is not I ordered it."
"Hahaha, I didn't say there was anything wrong with you."
Emperor Wenhong smiled and said: "Even if they are people arranged by your Si Tianjian, aren't they still from our Daxia? You Chuiyun, you..."
"Your Majesty, I am now nameless and have only the official position of Supervisor. How dare I take the three-character name of You Chuiyun, the Young Master of the Yinxiao Sect?"
Emperor Wenhong put down the pen and ink in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and said, "What did you say?"
Jian Zheng didn't say anything, just bowed and left.
"return!
——" Emperor Wen Hong saw that he didn't move, and said in a deep voice: "My order."
The supervisor stopped at the door, turned around and saluted again.
"You're blaming me...you're blaming me again, but isn't this bad? I'll clean up the country for you, I'll help you rebuild the Yinxiao Sect, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Emperor Wenhong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Do you think you are wronged?"
"No……"
Wen Hong lost his temper in front of You Chuiyun for the first time, and dropped a book at You Chuiyun's feet: "No? I understand... you still miss that bullshit young master... Then I ask you, you Do you want to be the leader of the Yinxiao Sect, or do you really want to restore the Yinxiao Sect?
Are you doing it for your own selfish interests or for justice? "
Emperor Wenhong's soul torture drove You Chuiyun like an iron cone through his heart and nailed him to the pillar of shame.
You just can't bear the title of Young Sect of the Yinxiao Sect. If they want to restore the Yinxiao Sect, with the help of the emperor, how can he accomplish it alone?
You Chuiyun couldn't answer, he remained silent...
Emperor Wenhong seemed to have wasted his energy by arguing. He waved his hand to let him back down. Jian Zheng let out a long breath.
He felt that he had been convinced... Wouldn't it save time and effort to let the man who was a hundred times more handsome than himself be the young master for him?
But...Is it because I am so reluctant to give up? Is it because I am narrow-minded? It's because I...
You Chuiyun's heart was in chaos, and his Taoist heart was shaking. He knew that he had to get an answer.
Emei, son of Buddha!
You Chuiyun thought about it for a while. After leaving the palace gate, the ground shook and his figure was shuttled back and forth.
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Emei is still chanting sutras. Compared to before, Emei has matured a lot. She is wearing a white silk dress, barefoot, with long hair tied up. Her beautiful face is solemn and dignified, she really looks like a Bodhisattva in the temple.
But the golden bowl suspended above her head kept humming, as if she sensed something.
Then Jin Bo flew away with a cry as if he was anxious, flew to the door, and fell into a cracked and dark hand.
"I'm like this now, and you still recognize me?" You Chuiyun looked at the golden bowl and said gently: "I thought you wouldn't pay attention to such a sinister thing like me."
