"How did Junior Sister figure it out? Or did you ask Mu Shaojun?"
Cai Zhao was at a loss for words. She couldn't say that she had no calculation at all, but she knew that the guy had a weird nature. Even if he pretended to be calm and decent for a moment, he could not stay calm and decent for the rest of his life.
Based on her understanding of Mu Qingyan, she knew that sooner or later he would make a surprise attack. Although the frontal advance is slow to take effect, it can still reach the Paradise Palace, but what if Nie Zhe runs away or commits suicide before that?
Mu Qingyan would never give Nie Zhe a happy life. He would hold Nie Zhe in his arms and deal with it slowly...
After holding it in for a long time, she finally replied: "Actually, I guessed."
Song Yuzhi had suffered from Mu Qingyan's strange aura these days, and looking at his junior sister's strange expression, he seemed to have guessed something, and whispered: "Have you always known that Mu Shaojun is not an upright person..."
"What are you talking about?" Mu Qingyan suddenly turned around.
Cai Zhao had a smile on his face: "Senior brother finally understands Shaojun's good intentions these days. I told senior brother that I must believe in Shaojun's character and talents."
Song Yuzhi looked at Cai Zhao expressionlessly, but Cai Zhao pretended not to notice.
Chapter 74
After planning the plan, Mu Qingyan and others immediately set off after packing up. They disguised themselves as ordinary church members and walked against the direction of the general attack. After driving for about an hour on the winding path, they came to an elegant mountain courtyard built with white stones. The walls are made of brown wood as pillars, and a few crisp colored shells and wind chimes hang from the eaves paved with golden rice.
Song Yuzhi praised: "What an elegant courtyard, and the owner has good taste."
Shangguan Haonan hesitated and said: "They are just wood and straw, aren't they a bit crude?"
Mu Qingyan said calmly: "I made this according to the drawings left by my father."
Shangguan Haonan immediately silenced himself and Song Yuzhi turned his head.
Cai Zhao had no expression on his face: "Are you blind? This is obviously white marble polished to look like rough white stone, purple heart wood that looks like an ordinary pillar, golden horsehair pretending to be straw, and those strings of wind chimes sparkling, so It’s so beautiful, I can’t believe there are a lot of jewels inside.”
Mu Qingyan turned his head and chuckled, apparently acquiescing.
Shangguan Haonan immediately perked up and repeatedly praised Mu Qingyan's excellent taste, which was all over his body.
Cai Zhao pouted: "Anyone with so much money will have great taste."
——In the past, there was Song Yuzhi, who wore the fabrics of Granny Zhuo, the magic needle, as daily clothes, and in the later, there was Mu Qingyan, who used treasures to pretend to be broken wood and straw. I hate these fake and low-key nobles the most. Can't they show off their wealth sincerely and straightforwardly?
Song Yuzhi was still there praising: "You are rich and well-off, Shaojun's small courtyard is indeed extraordinary."
Cai Zhao said weakly: "Third senior brother is really upright and generous, has no grudges in his heart, and has the style of an ancient gentleman."
Mu Qingyan felt a little curious and glanced at Song Yuzhi.
This place is far away from the disputes ahead. Uncle Cheng, who has been waiting for a long time, has already prepared meals, hot water and a change of clothes.
After Cai Zhao washed up for a while, he followed Uncle Cheng into the kitchen. Shangguan Haonan comforted his three beloved wives last night (not just with words). He got up early in the morning and was already tired from discussing things and rushing on the road, so he went into the kitchen. Enter the bed and fall asleep.
Mu Qingyan wanted to go to the kitchen to find Cai Zhao, but when he passed Song Yuzhi's room, he saw him through the half-open door slowly wiping two swords of Qinghong and Baihong. In fact, Qinghong Baihong is also a world-famous sword, but its appearance is not as dazzling and gorgeous as the Yanyang Sword, so few people recognize it on the spot.
With a thought in his mind, he turned around.
"Young Master Song is calm and calm in the face of danger. He is so courageous." Mu Qingyan knocked on the door with a smile and entered.
Song Yuzhi raised his eyelids: "My current surname is Dai, young gentleman, be careful what you say."
Mu Qingyan pretended not to hear and sat down opposite Song Yuzhi, "Song Shaoxia was extraordinarily steady this time. Now every word he speaks is serious and thoughtful, and every incident is evaluated with righteousness. Zhao Zhao has not praised Song Shaoxia along the way." Absolutely no words."
Song Yuzhi continued to wipe his sword: "What I said was from the bottom of my heart, and my junior sister was full of praise. That's because she also thought about it in her heart. This may be what Heroine Cai Pingshu often said about 'like-mindedness'."
If Mu Qingyan had heard this before, he might have just rolled his eyes.
It happened that he had heard these words when he was talking to Cai Zhaoshen last night, and Cai Pingshu's original words were about the marriage of husband and wife. Now when he heard these four words coming out of Song Yuzhi's mouth, Mu Qingyan's expression immediately changed.
"How did Young Master Song know what Cai Nvxia said?" He looked calm and suppressed his displeasure.
Song Yuzhi said calmly: "Nvxia Cai used these four words when she dissuaded my master from marrying my wife. My aunt was very angry when she found out, so she told my mother, who told me."
Mu Qingyan's heart felt light and he smiled and said, "When your father passed away, Young Master Song was only about ten years old. Mrs. Qinglian and a young child dared to say anything."
He intended to hurt Song Yuzhi, but Song Yuzhi didn't mind at all. Instead, he continued, "I left home when I was seven years old and joined the Qingque Sect. I lost my mother when I was ten years old. The fate between mother and child is indeed not deep. But when I was nine years old, my mother died Knowing that time was running out, I begged Master to let me go home to take care of my illness. During that year, my mother told me many things."
Hearing Song Yuzhi talk about the past of deep love between mother and son, Mu Qingyan's face turned green. Yin Qinglian, who died prematurely, wanted to touch her sore spot, but instead she was stabbed bloody and bloody, and felt a faint pain in her heart.
Mu Qingyan stood up and smiled: "Mrs. Su Lian has been cursing Nvxia Cai all day long for why she is still alive. She never thought that her own sister would die earlier than Nvxia Cai who was seriously injured. This is really a clear sign of justice."
"My mother also said this before she died. It's a pity that my aunt has been doted on by my grandfather since she was a child. My mother persuaded her to stay away from her for several days, and then she returned to her old ways." Song Yuzhi waved the cleaned Qinghong Sword with his side, and tried the sword like Han Lingfeng was filled with murderous aura, and then he laid it flat on the table, took out the Baihong Sword with his backhand and began to wipe it.
He raised his sword to look at it, his eyes were cold and stern, even brighter than the Qiuhong-like spine of the sword.
Mu Qingyan's words were sharp, his words were like blades, and they were designed to pierce people's wounds and peel off the scabs bloody; Song Yuzhi was like a ball of old cotton, unmoved no matter what.
Mu Qingyan had already wanted to walk away, but now he sat down again and said slowly: "I have long heard that your Majesty is very resourceful and that she is the most resourceful person in the world. I wonder what teachings your Majesty gave to Young Master Song before his death?"
"Mother said that everything in the world cannot escape one word, momentum." After Mu Qingyan entered the door, Song Yuzhi raised his head for the first time, "If you follow the trend, you will get twice the result with half the effort; if you go against the trend, even a world-famous person like Nie Hengcheng will not succeed. It is inevitable that they will fail and die."
Mu Qingyan: "I dare to ask Young Master Song, what is 'power'."
Song Yuzhi said: "To put it further, the sun rises and the moon sets, the river flows eastward, and the mountains and rivers are majestic. No matter how much effort is exhausted, the rising sun will always set as usual, no matter the cuckoo cries blood, the moon will always arrive as scheduled."
Mu Qingyan snorted: "Cliché."
"When I was young, I thought so too. It wasn't until these days that I slowly understood what my mother meant." Song Yuzhi glanced sideways out of the window, "That year, Cai Nvxia made a splash in the six-sect disciple competition held at Taichu Temple, winning the first prize. After winning the first prize, my mother looked on coldly and concluded that even if no one interferes, the marriage between the Zhou and Cai families will not work out."
Mu Qingyan sneered: "I only said this to Mrs. Su Lian." These words were obviously used by Mrs. Qing Lian to persuade her sister not to jump up and down all day long and provoke other unmarried couples.
"You see, Young Master is well aware of the Yin family's affairs." Song Yuzhi smiled, "Yes, this is exactly what my mother advised my aunt. My mother said that a lofty-minded person like Cai Nuxia, who has seen the sky and the sea, cannot return to the inner house. Go and be angry with a narrow-minded old woman. No matter how gentle and considerate Master Zhou is, it will be useless unless Mrs. Min passes away earlier... But mother thinks that Mrs. Min can live a long time."
Mu Qingyan smiled softly, "It's a disaster that will last for thousands of years."
"My mother also advised my aunt to give up on Lord Zhou, because Lord Zhou apparently respected his grandfather, but he was wary in his heart. He arranged a marriage for his son early to prevent his grandfather from arranging a marriage for the Yin family's daughter."
"My mother also urged my grandfather not to target Cai Nvxia. My mother said that Cai Nvxia was passionate, pure, and talented. When used properly, she was a sharp sword. Therefore, in the next few years, no matter how much Cai Nvxia flourished, she took matters into her own hands. , my grandfather always tolerated it silently and never suppressed him as an elder. Sure enough, later on, Nie Hengcheng went against the grain, and Cai Nvxia stepped forward to eliminate the demons and defend the Tao with her determination to die."
Mu Qingyan himself was not an upright person, but he couldn't help but feel horrified when he heard this.
He sneered and said: "After the Battle of Tushan, our sect has no leader. Cai Pingshu has lost all his magical skills, and only Yin Dai can enjoy the results. So good, so many calculations, so many plots, Mrs. Qinglian is really far-reaching, and ordinary people can't do it. And--since she was so clever, how could she not have predicted the tragic death of her biological father."
"My mother always advised my grandfather not to covet Cai Nuxia's achievements." Song Yuzhi shook his head slightly, "Now that Nie Hengcheng is dead and Cai Nuxia is disabled, the old master Zhou's days are numbered. As the leader of the first sect of the Righteous Path, my grandfather has no one to restrain him. , he is already the best in the world. Whether he has the merit of killing Nie Hengcheng or not, it does not diminish his power, so why covet that false reputation."
He sighed: "It's a pity that my grandfather refused to listen to my mother. After the celebration banquet, the demon sect has been silent, and even my mother has let down her guard. That's why my grandfather was attacked and died tragically."
Mu Qingyan's eyes were dark and he said nothing.
But in her heart, she thought, thanks to Yin Dai's greedy merits, Yin Qinglian heard about her father's tragic death, suffered a miscarriage due to great grief, and overworked herself, which led to her premature death a few years later, thus eliminating a great enemy of the sect. Otherwise, with Yin Qinglian's full of conspiracies and Yin Dai's overwhelming power, Nie Zhe would lose all of Lijiao's family fortune, fearing that he would not be able to reach adulthood.
He smiled and said: "Zhao Zhao should really come and listen to Song Shaoxia's words and let her know how your father is plotting against Cai Nuxia behind her back. I wonder if she will still treat you as affectionately as before." - He had made up his mind. , turned around and went to send a message to Cai Zhao later.
Song Yuzhi looked at Mu Qingyan head-on: "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not. Anyway, I don't approve of what my mother is doing."
He said: "My mother had a glimpse of the world's power, but unfortunately she didn't use it on the right path. I admire my mother's sharp vision and ability to predict people's opportunities, but I don't agree with her approach."
Mu Qingyan sneered: "Your Majesty has a fly in the ointment. It seems that Song Shaoxia has mastered the true inheritance of your Majesty, and he is better than his master!"
Song Yuzhi lowered his head again and slowly wiped his sword, "Although I listened to many of my mother's teachings, it's a pity that I didn't take them to heart before. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation today, becoming half a useless person."
"On the day when the sect was attacked, I was anxious. As soon as I heard the whistle blowing, I divided my troops to fight against the enemy without thinking. But I didn't expect that with the iron chain mechanism on thousands of rivers and mountains, even if someone broke into the sect, the number would not be enough. how many."
"I gave the order in a hurry and fell into the enemy's trick. If Junior Sister Zhaozhao hadn't arrived in time, I might have been injured even more seriously than I was now. On the contrary, Shaojun thought calmly and responded calmly. I am not as good as Shaojun. I deserve the disaster I am experiencing now. .”
After hearing this compliment, Mu Qingyan was not at all happy. He played with an exquisite small tea bowl and said, "I have been talking about this for a long time, but what does this have to do with today, and us." After Song Shaoxia was seriously injured, Zhenri If you think too much, you might be thinking of getting sick."
Song Yuzhi put down the Baihong Sword and looked at the other party steadily: "Then I will talk about today and I will wait."
"Just as my mother saw at a glance that the marriage between Lord Zhou and Lady Cai was not going to work out, Mu Shaojun is wiser than my mother. Can't he see the 'power' between you and Junior Sister Zhaozhao now?"
"Shaojun was born into the Demon Sect, but Junior Sister Zhaozhao belongs to the Sixth Sect of Beichen - her parents are loving, her elders cherish her, and her siblings are harmonious. She has many attachments."
There was a clicking sound, and the teacup shattered into pieces. Mu Qingyan slowly let go of his hand, with a few wisps of light red on his palm.
He raised his head, with a cold light in his eyes: "So you are waiting for me here. How can Young Master Song be so leisurely talking about the past with a big devil like me! It is your turn to have a say in the matter between Zhao Zhao and me!"
No matter how dull Song Yuzhi was, he could still feel the murderous aura emanating from Mu Qingyan's body.
He raised his head and looked at it, "Don't worry, Mu Shaojun, I won't say or do one more thing to Zhaozhao. Although Zhaozhao refused to elaborate on her experience after going down the mountain that day, I think Shaojun must have done his best to take risks. Zhaozhao There is no doubt about my affection for Shaojun, and it is useless what others say."
"However, my mother said something, no matter how deep the love is, it cannot be defeated by the power of the world. I am accompanying Zhaozhao this time just to let her see clearly for herself."
Mu Qingyan's heart gradually became violent: "What if we can overcome all difficulties!"
"If you can really overcome all difficulties, then your marriage is destined by fate and no one can shake it." Song Yuzhi said seriously, "I have said that I admire my mother's intelligence, but I do not agree with her actions. So you can rest assured, young master. I will never interfere with it.”
This sounded nice, but Mu Qingyan became more and more irritable.
He stood up suddenly and stood with his back turned. His state of mind could be seen from his slightly undulating shoulders.
Song Yuzhi added: "Actually, my father and mother's wedding was postponed for half a year. Does Young Master know that?"
Mu Qingyan: "Who has time to deal with all those old sesame seeds and rotten millet in your house?" Of course he knew.
Song Yuzhi was neither impatient nor impatient, and said leisurely: "Although I am humble, I also know Shaojun's methods. You Wang Tang Liu and Guan Haonan are the few. Shaojun is afraid that he will find out how many piglets have been planted in the nanny's house." Only then do you dare to take it for your own use. Shaojun must be more meticulous about the affairs of our Beichen Six Factions."
"At that time, my father had other loves in his heart, so he looked for excuses to shirk the marriage date for a long time. However, my mother never reproached my father for a word, and even forbade my grandfather from going to Guangtianmen to question him."
"Because she knew that her father and the woman had very different personalities and had opposite ambitions. When her father came back after having an affair, he naturally became more respectful and apologetic towards her mother, and she never disobeyed her in the slightest after marriage."
Mu Qingyan turned around and sneered: "Okay, when Qi Lingbo comes back from having an affair outside, he will definitely respect and apologize for Young Master Song even more. I wish Young Young Song a happy marriage first." Then he will give him a big cuckold!
Song Yuzhi looked at him quietly: "You know what I mean."
Mu Qingyan sneered repeatedly: "Have you forgotten that Zhao Zhao also has a fiancé? It's not your turn yet."
Song Yuzhi raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Young Master has never put Zhou Yuqi in his eyes. I am not talented. Even if I only have half of my skills, I may not be inferior to Junior Brother Zhou."
"No need to say any more." Mu Qingyan didn't want to say anything more, turned around and was about to go out, "After we get to this last city in a few days, I will ask Young Master Song for advice..."
"If you don't hear this, send your troops to attack the city..." Song Yuzhi stood up, "Send your troops to attack the city."
Mu Qingyan turned around suddenly and said coldly: "What do you mean!"
"Young Master is over-worrying. I'm just telling you to be careful of Nie Zhe's plot." Song Yuzhi said with clasped fists as he saw off the guests, with thoughtful etiquette.
The stern young man in plain clothes stood at the door and smiled slightly. He was handsome, arrogant and dazzling.
It was not until this moment that the kind-hearted and upright Senior Brother Song showed his true face these days.
Mu Qingyan was already murderous, he gave a short cold smile and walked away.
