Now that everyone has arrived at White Horse Temple, Lu Qingyao went back to his mansion to take a rest. Early the next morning, Lu Qingyao changed back into the clothes of the eighth prince, and it was time to visit the emperor's biological father who had been herding his sheep. The mother and concubine of the eighth prince saw that her prince was not welcomed everywhere, let alone what she dreamed of becoming the crown prince and concubine. Knowing that there might be no way in this life for a mother to live up to her son, she aged rapidly in the few years after the eighth prince was born. Finally, when the eighth prince was ten years old, he became ill and unable to recover.
For a long time, every time Lu Qingyao remembered his mother and concubine, he was not even sure whether she had loved him and regarded him as her son. Although the deeds of the previous eighth prince have been rewritten as a self-inflicted story in the history books, Lu Qingyao also heard all the gossip told by the chattering servants in the palace. The mother-in-law has always been afraid of his identity as the eighth prince. This identity itself represents some kind of ominousness. He also knew that He Qun, his teacher, might be the one who performed the mission back then. The prince back then, now the emperor, could have succeeded to the throne smoothly, but was forced to get involved in disputes. Although he had many reluctances, the heart of the emperor in the world was unfathomable. Just as his birth brought a brief moment of joy to Lu Deqing, and even arranged all the civil and military lessons, this did not prevent Lu Deqing from liking this "eighth prince" less and less as the eighth prince grew up. The little prince named after. After the death of his mother and concubine, Lu Deqing never even took the initiative to appear in front of the eighth prince. He only appeared in front of the eighth prince on the occasion of etiquette. The eighth prince beside Lu Deqing really couldn't stand the bleak relationship between father and son, the eunuch in charge of the lamp. Under the leadership of the emperor, he went to see his father, the kind of person who bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.
Lu Qingyao, dressed in the moonlight royal robes, came to the royal study room in the palace. He Qun was also there. Lu Qingyao, who had not seen him for a long time, was stunned for a moment. It was right to think about it. Although he is still the leader of the Anhe Guard, during the other times when he is dedicated to teaching martial arts to the Eighth Prince, his first identity is He is Lu Deqing's immediate bodyguard.
Although He Qun never showed up, there were a few whistles following him, and Lu Qingyao knew it. When he had nothing to do, Lu Qingyao visited the inn where the whistlers were staying late at night, and heard them on the roof talking about how to report his whereabouts to the palace.
It's a pity that these whistles didn't know the details of Lu Qingyao's kung fu when they went out. Lu Qingyao, who was competing everywhere, didn't use all his strength. Naturally, these whistles didn't know that Lu Qingyao would steal from time to time. Listen to their discussion. The light kung fu of a pair of feet is even more silent than that of a cat. Don't forget that Lu Qingyao's kung fu was taught by the boss of several of them.
"Hey, I think the Eighth Prince looks like he's going back to the Imperial City. We've been struggling with this for almost a year. Do you think we won't have to worry about it anymore when we go back this time?" Whistle A relaxed uncomfortably tiredly. After taking off my shoes for a whole day, I followed the Eighth Prince, who had unusually fast feet, for a whole day. My socks were soaked with sweat and I almost couldn't take them off.
"My speed has slowed down. It seems that He Qun still teaches you too little." Lu Qingyao thought, and he would still have to chat with He Qun when he went back. The Anhe Guards were mixed, no matter how they sent them. To follow him, Lu Qingyao, one must be a seventh-grade or above whistler in Guan. Otherwise, the whistlers would think that He Qun had not taught Lu Qingyao anything.
Whistle B picked up his pen and prepared to write down today's tracking record, and answered in the same voice that was a little weak. "I don't know if the Eighth Prince is heading towards the Imperial City. As long as he doesn't go to the Demon Realm to compete with the Demon Cult. So many brothers have gone to that place, but I haven't seen any of them come back alive."
When Whistle A heard it, the socks in his hands almost fell to the ground. "Then I won't go. The brothers who went to the Demon Sect either disappeared before reaching the Demon Realm, or there was no news after entering the Demon Realm. Even if the Eighth Prince died and went to find the Demon Sect, I won't go! I won't go! I can’t beat him to death!”
"Don't keep talking about the Demon Cult. Have you forgotten that the news from the Demon Realm's whistle goes directly to the Emperor. Is it something that we, the little guys, can discuss?" Whistle B's voice was still weak, but it was more filled with fear. It was as if Demon Cult was a forbidden word, and they were not qualified to know or discuss any plans of Demon Cult in the palace.
Of course Lu Qingyao would not go to the Demon Sect and Demon Realm. According to legend, the leader of the Demon Cult has his unique martial arts skill, the Star-Absorbing Technique. All people outside the Demonic Domain go to him to kill him, but no one can escape the Star-Absorbing Technique. Legend has it that the Star Absorbing Technique can suck away a person's martial arts. From then on, they lose all their inner strength and become a useless person, unable to leave the demonic realm. Although Lu Qingyao was young and frivolous, he never thought of sending his head to the leader of the Western Region so soon.
Lu Qingyao had heard a little bit about what An Hewei was doing, but this young man who had just entered the world had never guessed Lu Deqing's desire for the Demon Realm.
On these nights when the moonlight was still light, Lu Qingyao understood that the whistles were tracking him only to record some of his major and minor events and regularly sent the relevant information to the person in the palace who knew about him, so he no longer cared about the whistles. track.
I don’t know what the meeting will look like today since the whistles discovered his whereabouts this year and reported them to his indifferent father.
The imperial study room is still the same imperial study room, but Lu Qingyao can't remember the last time he came to visit, maybe it was the last New Year. He Qun glanced at the boy he hadn't seen for a year and was shocked to realize that the eighth prince was no longer the boy he could point out every move before. According to the news brought back by the whistles, the Six Musketeers have experienced a lot of hardships and hardships along the way and have met all kinds of people in the world. The eyes of the Eighth Prince still shine with his talent and intelligence, but at the same time there is a hint of silence. Silent forbearance.
Lu Qingyao saw Lu Deqing, knelt down and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. After the ceremony, before raising his eyes from the corner of his eye, he saw that his father did not raise his eyes to look at him, just like in the impression. He could only continue to kneel. Wait for Lu Deqing to speak.
"It seems that the mother-in-law is right. My birth is indeed unknown. After all these years, this old man still has a hurdle in his heart." Lu Qingyao muttered in his heart, but so what? He behaved upright and sat upright. After this year, the whistles could not bring back any news that would harm the royal family's face. He disdained the status of the eighth prince. The freedom of the Six Musketeers was his ideal destination.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour, but the early morning sunlight that was scattered on the floor of the study room just happened to fall on Lu Qingyao’s lap. Now it has moved away an inch, and Lu Qingyao’s eyes have been fixed on this ray of light. On the sun, never leave.
"Is Jianghu interesting?" Lu Deqing's voice came from above his head, but it sounded very far away. It didn't sound like an ordinary son who was angry when his son ran away. Instead, it sounded like a question. What he asked was actually, "You go there?" What is the purpose of Jianghu?"
Lu Qingyao still lowered his head and replied word by word, "My ambition is not in the court, and I am not interested in the turmoil in the world. I just went out to have a look and test the teaching results of Guard He." The mother-in-law was previously in The most feared situation in his sleep was that the emperor would suspect that the eighth prince was threatening the prince's status. The prince, Lu Qingshan, is benevolent and friendly, which is obvious to all. Although Lu Qingyao didn't have much contact with him, he believed that the prince was a qualified prince and should also be a qualified emperor in the future. The prince also knew his father's character. For more than ten years, he had been working separately from the left prime minister and the right prime minister in the court. What he was afraid of was his father's slightest suspicion.
What the prince didn't know was that his father's suspicions didn't stop there. Lu Deqing was afraid of the Demon Cult and the Demon Realm, as well as the world, so he had the Dark Crane Guard and the Whistle. What he is even more worried about is that someone in the royal family has something to do with Jianghu. What he fears is the Demon Cult and the Jianghu power that can overturn the court. An Hewei told him that the Eighth Prince really just wandered around, had fun, and looked for people to compete with. When there was no competition, he just traveled all the way. This year, he spent nearly two years with stops and starts. of salary. The most important thing is that no matter what considerations or reasons, the Eighth Prince has nothing to do with the Demon Cult. This gave Lu Deqing some peace of mind. The plan to dismantle the Demonic Cult was part of his grand cause. He could not allow the royal family to have anything to do with the Demonic Cult at this time, ruining his great cause.
"It's okay, An has already asked, let's go down." Lu Deqing's tone was calm as usual, and Lu Qingyao could tell that I had temporarily let go of my guard against his unpopular son. He really just wanted to travel around the world. Life in the imperial city was too dull. After the death of his mother and concubine, it could be said that he had no one around him, so he might as well be more comfortable wandering around the world. In the old man's tone, he seemed to hear a sigh of relief. What's more, he, Lu Qingyao, never went to court and had no party or faction. If no one in the court got to know him, naturally no one would support him.
Living a free life in Jianghu is fun!
Lu Qingyao showed some courtesy and walked out of the imperial study in a light mood. At this time, the sunshine outside was just right, and the roses in the yard were blooming just right. The red petals were decorated with a layer of gold by the sunlight, as if they had bloomed into another. A kind of rose.
Just when Lu Qing returned to this garden to enjoy the flowers after a long absence, Lu Deqing in the room felt a little relieved and chuckled at He Qun, "When this kid grows up, it's time to find him a marriage partner." , it seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs will be asked to see if any of the ministers’ female relatives are suitable for this boy." Hearing this, He Qun suddenly felt relieved. The emperor's heart was unpredictable. The emperor did not speak. He was still nervous for the eighth prince, fearing that he would harm the young man by teaching martial arts.
"Well, it will still take two years. Let him wander for another two years, and when he has had enough wandering, he can come back and become his eighth prince." He Qun was about to echo the response, but turned around and saw that Lu Deqing was saying this. Always with a smile.
Perhaps the emperor was only afraid of him becoming the second eighth prince, and he still loved and protected him in his heart. He Qun guessed the holy meaning without authorization.
After staying in his mansion for only a few days, Lu Qingyao actually had no one in particular that he needed to see except the emperor, so he decided to pack his bags and set off again.
I haven’t been to Qingcheng Mountain yet. The Qingcheng Sect on Qingcheng Mountain is said to be all disciples of Taoism. I wonder if Yi Jin Jing and Golden Bell Cover, which I learned a few tricks from Monk Wuliang, can compete with Qingcheng Party. .
Then let's go to Qingcheng Mountain. The Six Musketeers went straight towards Qingcheng Mountain. They didn't care how many whistlers were following behind them. After all, they couldn't get rid of them. So let them follow them all the way and let them witness the Six Musketeers' success. No defeat.
After walking up and down on the road for a month, before Lu Qingyao reached the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he met the person he was going to fight against, the Qingcheng Sect's top disciple, Ye Tian.
Lu Qingyao was still dressed in black. Looking at Ye Tian, who was wearing a green shirt, he seemed to be about the same age as Lu Qingyao. The Central Plains man's facial features were not as handsome as Lu Qingyao's. More A rough one.
At that time, the two young men did not know that their story would take twenty years to tell.
