Chen Weiwei didn't pay attention to the person in a hurry, because on the official road to Geling City, there were too many people hurriedly coming and going every day, and there was no need to pay more attention.
Geling City is the capital of Dayu. Dayu is so big that the number of people who send various official documents and memorials to Geling City every day may be countless.
Chen Weiwei always kept a safe enough distance. He didn't dare to get too close because he really didn't know the strength of the Dali Sect priest.
But no matter what, Shang Qingyu was already a priest of the Great Rites Sect, and he was recognized by the old headmaster.
Relatively speaking, Chen Weiwei knew that with the strength he could show now, he could not be Shang Qingyu's opponent.
A few miles ahead, Shang Qing's team was actually not fast at all.
From this point of view, it doesn't look like he is in a hurry to go to Nushan Camp.
In the carriage, Shang Qingwan looked through the book in his hand, frowning from time to time.
This book was a collection of runes that he had written since he was young. He thought that what he had learned in his life could not begin and end with him.
Shangyang Palace is now not as good as before. After the old headmaster traveled with the emperor, the status of Shangyang Palace has plummeted. Originally, the new headmaster with the most expensive status could control Shangyang Palace????????????? ??Yang Gong is holding up, but he is still a prodigal...
Shang Qingwei has never been willing to participate in any political disputes. He just wants to be a clean practitioner.
However, ever since the Emperor went to Lone Bamboo to take him with him, he understood that from that day on he could no longer be just an innocent practitioner.
On that trip to Lone Bamboo, he stepped into the power struggle with one foot. Even now, he can't pull out that foot.
The coachman who drives the carriage is his disciple. He has taught countless people in Shangyang Palace, but until now, there is actually no serious successor.
The coachman can be regarded as both a disciple and a servant, and of course he is a coachman.
Shang Qingwan likes purity. Ever since he went to Lone Bamboo and came back, he has always had this one person by his side.
Maybe it's because when he was in Guzhu, he saw too much intrigue, too many intrigues, and even too much life and death, so now he prefers to live a simpler life and the people around him should also be as simple as possible. .
The driver's name is Yao Xingchen, and he has lived in Shangyang Palace for twelve years. When he entered Shangyang Palace at the age of sixteen, people in the village were proud of him.
At that time, everyone in the village was very happy, feeling that a big shot was finally born in our village.
His parents were even more happy and would show off to others when they saw them.
But he was the only one who always stayed awake. At the grand farewell party held for him by others, he loudly repeated what he had said countless times, I... was just chosen by Shangyang Palace to do this. Servant's.
The party started out lively and ended coldly.
He told the truth and stayed awake, but everyone thought he was sick.
No matter how clear he said it, when people from his village met people from other villages, they would still say... There is a big shot in our village. Have you heard of Fengyu Temple?
He stayed in Fengyu Temple for twelve years, worked diligently and carefully, and never made any mistakes.
In a sense, his character is so similar to Shang Qingyu's.
Probably because of this, he was able to gain Shang Qingyu's trust.
"It would be better if I didn't come in person."
In the carriage, Shang Qingyu suddenly muttered to himself, and there was obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.
Yao Xingchen, who was driving the car, heard this and responded.
"It's really unreasonable for the great rites teacher not to come in person."
Yao Xingchen said: "Logically speaking, even if you come up with an important reason, you don't need to go there in person. After all, there are Lu Dalijiao, Nie Dalijiao, and Chen Dalijiao... But , those three are not suitable.”
Shang Qing finished: "Nie Wuzhi can't be found at all, Chen Weiwei is being ignored again, and the one named Lu can't even leave the house... I would also like to get one of them to come, It can’t be moved at all.”
Yao Xingchen said with a smile: "Who would have thought that in the end, Dalijiao would be the most normal one."
Shang Qingyu: "Huh?"
Yao Xingchen hurriedly said: "Disciple was just... joking. Seeing that Dalijiao was worried, he was a little depressed, so..."
Shang Qing said: "With your explanation, the funny words just now are no longer funny."
He paused and asked, "What do you think of Lin Ye?"
Yao Xingchen replied: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I really don't know how to answer the question of Dali Jiao."
Shang Qing said: "Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's impossible for you to have never heard of it. I know that you will also discuss government affairs in private. As long as there is discussion, it is impossible not to talk about Lin Ye."
Yao Xingchen said: "Disciple??????????????? I think... this person should have a cold and cruel personality..."
Shang Qing sighed and said, "Even you think like this. It seems that most people in Shangyang Palace view Lin Ye the same way."
Yao Xingchen smiled and said: "The disciples don't know anything, they just talk nonsense."
Shang Qing said: "But you are right."
As soon as he said these words, Yao Xingchen was stunned.
"I'm going to meet him at Nushan camp this time..."
Shang Qingxu said as if talking to himself: "Actually, I don't really think about it. If someone doesn't insist on me going, I won't want to interact with him again within a few years."
Yao Xingchen said: "Does the Great Lijiao feel that this person should not be friends with?"
"No......"
Shang Qing said: "On the contrary, it's because this person is easy to make friends with. If you want to be friends, Lin Ye can be anyone's friend. If you stay with him for a little longer, you will be influenced by him. Unknowingly, , and became someone who sympathized with him.”
Speaking of this, Shang Qinghui shook his head slightly and said: "That's why I don't want to go. That person... always makes people who think differently from him gradually doubt themselves and gradually become his people."
Yao Xingchen said: "Disciple feels that a person like the general is... afraid..."
Shang Qing said: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I won't blame you."
Yao Xingchen said: "I think a person like the general will not last long. He... is too sharp."
Shang Qingxu smiled and said: "You really don't understand him. How can he be too sharp? He has been very restrained. If it really comes down to his own temperament, then it is not a matter of being too sharp, but yes......"
Shang Qingyu paused for a moment because he really couldn't find a more suitable word.
Just chatting along the way and walking forward, after dark, we just arrived at the planned place to stay.
The disciples at the front station were ready and booked the only inn in this small town.
I heard that the person who was coming to stay here for the night was the priest of the Dali Sect. The innkeeper and others were already extremely excited. Shang Qing's carriage and horses had not yet arrived, and they were already at a loss.
The shopkeeper looks to be about forty years old. Judging from his appearance, when he was young, he must have been a handsome young man who was famous all over the country.
As soon as the carriage arrived, the people in the town all pressed forward. Shang Qinghuo looked out of the car window and couldn't help but frown.
He doesn't like this.
If he didn't get off the car and left, of course no one would dare to accuse him.
But as the great ritual priest of Shangyang Palace, if he left just like that, the people would definitely complain, saying that he was aloof and that he rejected people thousands of miles away.
"Dalijiao, don't get out of the car yet. I'll go talk to the villagers."
Yao Xingchen jumped off the carriage and walked quickly to the front of the crowd of onlookers.
"Dear fellow villagers, Dalijiao has something very important to do, and the things he carries with him are related to national affairs. Therefore, Dalijiao cannot come to meet you in person. He specially asked me to come and apologize to the villagers."
After finishing speaking, Yao Xingchen took two steps back and saluted the onlookers with clasped fists.
"They just dislike our humble status."
Someone shouted from behind the crowd.
When such words came out, Yao Xingchen's heart tightened. He knew that it was impossible for ordinary people to shout such words.
"The Great Rites Sect is too noble. I'm afraid that because of this, it will get too close to us people and be contaminated by our stench."
The man??????????????? shouted again.
Yao Xingchen smiled and said: "I don't know if this big brother's words represent the meaning of all the folks here. If so, please come here and I will apologize to you in public."
The man obviously wanted to say something else, but Yao Xingchen didn't give him a chance.
Yao Xingchen said: "If you cannot represent the villagers, but you are deceiving the public with your evil words at this time, making the villagers angry, and you still think that Shangyang Palace is domineering, then I have to suspect that you want to harm the villagers here."
The innkeeper immediately shouted: "None of us think so, whoever shouts will stand up!"
At this time, the villagers also reacted and turned around to look for the person who spoke, but they couldn't find it after searching.
Someone heard the shouting person right behind him. When he turned around to look, there was nothing behind him, not even a human figure.
In the carriage, Shang Qingqing frowned slightly.
"Good cultivation."
He muttered to himself.
This can be regarded as a unique skill. It sounds like the person shouting is in the crowd, but in fact, the person is not sure how far away.
Using the power of cultivation, the voice is sent to the crowd, making people think that the speaker is nearby.
"interesting."
Shang Qingyu muttered to himself again.
He had just left Geling City, and someone was trying to take advantage of him.
So Shang Qingwei, who originally didn't plan to see the onlookers, opened the door and stepped out of the carriage.
When they saw the great priest in a golden red robe appearing, the common people couldn't help but kneel down and salute.
For many people, Shangyang Palace is their belief in their hearts.
Being able to see the great ritual priests of Shangyang Palace is the same feeling as meeting the gods that only exist in legends.
Shang Qingwen walked up to the people, stretched out his hand and said, "My fellow villagers, please get up. You don't have to pay such a big courtesy when you see people from Shangyang Palace."
But the people still kept kowtowing. He regarded himself as an ordinary person. How could the people regard him as an ordinary person?
"You all have awe of Shangyang Palace, but the people in Shangyang Palace are also human beings, and practitioners are also human beings."
Shang Qing finished and said: "Everyone, please stand up. I can let you see clearly today that the priests of the Dali Sect are not gods, and they may be killed."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the people were stunned.
