Song Yingxin stayed in the Heavenly Prison for a long time before leaving this gloomy and dark courtyard.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and watched quietly in the pear flower courtyard.
When Liu Qinghe came back from seeing Song Yingxin off, he looked at the young man standing on the pear tree path, thought about it, but then walked in and looked at the young man's umbrella for a long time.
Nan Dao looked at Liu Qinghe and asked, "What is the prison master looking at?"
Liu Qinghe smiled and said: "I just suddenly remembered that this umbrella of yours can carry the sword intention of Mojianya, and the umbrella bones and cover should not be anything ordinary."
Nan Dao also looked at his own umbrella. Nan Dao actually didn't know what this umbrella was made of.
The memories of when he was young are already extremely distant and vague to the young man.
"Why does the prison master care about this?"
Nan Dao didn't look at the umbrella anymore, but looked at the man outside the courtyard.
Liu Qinghe smiled softly, but asked him a question.
"Can you fall flat on the ground?"
Nan Dao subconsciously remembered the young man named You Chunshan whom Donghai met back then, and looked at Liu Qinghe hesitantly for a long time.
Of course the boy wouldn't fall flat on the ground.
Such bad luck may indeed not happen to Nandao.
"Won't."
Liu Qinghe seemed to have just asked casually, heading towards the depths of the Heavenly Prison.
Nan Dao stood there for a long time looking at Liu Qinghe's back. When he was about to go to the depths of the Liyuan to sit down and practice, he saw a Taoist walking through the Heavenly Prison Road and heading here.
The only Taoist who will come to Heavenly Prison is probably Mei Xiyu.
Nan Dao stopped and looked at Mei Xiyu who walked into the courtyard.
The Taoist's expression was much gentler than the past few meetings.
Nan Dao didn't know what happened, but he just thought that maybe it was because these annoying things had come to an end for the time being.
The two stood under the pear tree and looked at each other for a long time. Mei Xiyu looked at the boy and thought about the small town girl, but she also sighed a little.
But nothing was said.
Xu Chunhua didn't want the boy to know any more stories.
Nan Dao looked at it for a long time, finally turned around and stepped on the scattered white flowers.
"The wind in Huaidu must have been blowing for two days."
This is a sentence with quite a Lingnan style.
There is probably only one Tingfeng Sword Sect in Lingnan in the world.
Mei Xiyu naturally knew what the young man meant. Looking at the back of the young man walking quietly under the umbrella, he said slowly: "It has indeed been two days."
"Where is Siwu Demon Mansion?"
Mei Xiyu listened to the young man's question, and perhaps could understand the young man's urgent mood. He stood there and pondered for a while, and then said softly: "We have started investigating those places in Dali Temple."
Nan Dao stopped, remained silent for a while, and said, "Can Dali Temple take advantage of the Siwu Demon Mansion?"
The Taoist also walked forward and said calmly: "Of course there is no way, but you have to know something, and it is not just for you and me to see. It is meaningless. Only when it is seen by the world will it have enough value. Dali The temple may indeed not be able to touch the Siwu Demon Mansion, but by letting the world know that the Siwu Demon Mansion has done some things that it shouldn't have done, Huaidu will have reason to take action against the Lord Shizhong. This is what I told you at the beginning, Tian The reason why the prison is standing still and allowing some people under siege to jump out on their own.”
Mei Xiyu stopped beside the young man, and the two of them looked at the dark high wall together.
"Of course, I can understand the feeling of standing in the wall." Mei Xiyu turned to look at the young man aside and said softly, "I also stayed here for a long time..."
Nan Dao interrupted Mei Xiyu's words and said calmly: "No, you can't understand."
When Mei Xiyu heard this, she was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Maybe so."
The Taoist is naturally not a young man, nor does he have some extremely condensed vitality in his body.
Naturally, there will be no feeling of fear.
Or maybe it's more than that.
Even though Mei Xiyu was sitting in this pear courtyard, after all, there was a certain Taoist temple behind him, and there was a certain Taoist cultivator named Bai Yuyao.
But the boy didn't.
The two stood there and looked at each other quietly for a long time. Mei Xiyu said slowly: "The wind won't blow for long."
Nan Dao didn't say anything, but after a long silence, he nodded slowly.
Mei Xiyu turned to look at the young man under the umbrella, perhaps finally remembering the purpose of coming here, and said softly: "Xu Chunhua asked me to come and see you."
Nan Dao turned his head in surprise.
Mei Xiyu did not tell the young man the lengthy story behind it, but just smiled softly: "When you said you had a friend who needed care, I actually didn't expect that you were talking about Xu Chunhua."
"Do you know each other?"
"I am from Qingtian Road, and she is a girl from a small town at the foot of Qingtian Road."
Mei Xiyu said something simply.
Nan Dao breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "That's really good."
The boy probably did have some uneasy conscience.
"I really never thought that she might be implicated."
"Siwu Demon Mansion will not take things too far. Even if you don't say anything, those things probably won't be tainted on her."
"That's good."
After Nan Dao finished saying this, he said nothing more and sat down under the pear tree.
"I won't argue with you about the fact that you wrote such a letter in the first place."
The Taoist stood aside and said very calmly.
The young man who originally planned to meditate raised his head and looked at Mei Xiyu, wondering why he would suddenly mention such a thing.
Mei Xiyu just stood there quietly.
This Qingtian Taoist has never been a noisy person, so naturally he rarely shows his emotions.
Of course the young man didn't know that the Taoist might appear calm and indifferent in some stories, but in fact he was still very uneasy in his heart.
This uneasiness started one night when I saw a small town girl who decisively turned around and left.
Taoists sometimes think about many human stories in a vulgar way.
Nowadays, Taoists can probably really calm down, maybe practice Qingxiu, and maybe take a good look at the direction of these stories in Huaidu.
Naturally, Nan Dao didn't know about those things. He just glanced at Mei Xiyu, lowered his head and said softly: "Thank you, senior brother."
Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect that this young man would suddenly call her senior brother.
But thinking about the stories about teenagers that she had learned these days, Mei Xiyu sighed.
This may not be a good thing.
After all, those who the young man called senior brother seemed to have no good ending.
Mei Xiyu shook his head and stopped thinking about these messy things. The reason why he came to Heaven Prison was naturally because he was entrusted by Xu Chunhua.
The boy is very good.
Just like Mei Xiyu herself.
Such a place, always associated with night and black, did nothing to the boy.
Taoists come quietly and leave quietly.
Maybe it did give the boy some comfort.
Nan Dao sat quietly under the tree.
The white flowers fell quietly.
.....
The water in the bottle is naturally very busy.
This servant, who looked like a young man in his early twenties, was quietly looking at the large locust trees in the distance on the palace road.
The Sophora grove in Huai'an Palace has a long history.
Since the beginning of the Huaian Ghost Emperor, it has a history of more than a thousand years.
The locust trees in May are lush and lush. From a distance, in the afternoon light, they look like a large emerald green lake in the palace.
He is quietly looking at the water in the bottle of Sophora japonica, which may indeed seem a bit leisurely.
It's just that no matter who it is, it is very clear that it is difficult for such a servant to be leisurely.
His Majesty is not in Huaidu, so many matters will be left to the province where Shui Zaiping is located.
It's okay to just take a break from your busy schedule.
A palace guard came in a hurry, looked at the water bottle standing on the palace road, and said respectfully: "You have been waiting in Huai Palace for a long time, my lord."
Shui Zaiping still just stood there quietly. After a long time, he looked back at the main hall at the end of the wide palace road.
It was already evening, but the officials from Huaidu hurriedly entered the palace to discuss the matter, which was naturally a big matter.
But this is something that has nothing to do with what happened in Huaidu.
It's a southern thing.
In the story of May, a certain emperor on the other side of the Great River suddenly chose to retreat. The news was urgently sent to Huaidu, and naturally all the ministers had to come in a hurry.
But Shui Zaiping, who also got the news, stopped when he walked into this palace road and stayed here for a long time.
No one knew what this meant.
If Li Chenghe, Minister of the Ministry of War, was still there, he would probably have vehemently criticized the water in the bottle again in the palace.
Li Chenghe, who controls the Ministry of War, is naturally much more powerful than the Ministry of Personnel and Hubu in today's human stories.
This is also the reason why Yuan Yue, the Minister of Civil Affairs, met with Li Chenghe in private.
It's a pity that a person who followed the rules was killed in the streets of Huadu by someone who didn't follow the rules.
Shui Zaiping stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he calmly said: "Are Shangshu Ling and Zhongshu Ling here?"
The guard said respectfully: "Already in the palace."
Shui Zaiping said calmly: "It's up to them to decide today's matter."
The guard raised his head in surprise and looked at the Lord Attendant in front of him, wondering what this meant.
Shui Zaiping said nothing, but calmly turned around and walked along the palace road towards the outside of the palace.
The guard hesitated for a long time, then turned around and headed towards Huai Palace.
Shui Zaiping walked very calmly in the increasingly darker colors of the sun. He didn't stop until he reached the end of this vast palace road. He stood alone on the long road and turned back to look at the decision-making palace quietly. The main hall leading to the world.
How some stories end.
In fact, the water in the bottle knows better than anyone else.
.....
The wind in Huaidu seemed to have calmed down a bit after this majestic city began to move again, or maybe it was just because the world couldn't see those people in black robes walking on the streets, and they subconsciously felt that some stories had ended.
But has the noise ever gotten smaller?
Zhu Congwen, who was supposed to go to the Imperial College as he wished, was taken away by people from Dali Temple again.
Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment came together, which undoubtedly left a deep impression on Zhu Congwen in front of all the students.
Of course, this doesn't make a good impression.
But Zhu Congwen probably won't care about these things.
When he was taken away by people from the Siwu Demon Mansion one afternoon in early May, he knew that he would probably have many ups and downs in the future.
This is something that I have been mentally preparing for for a long time.
The scholar has not committed any crime, so he cannot be put in jail.
He was brought before the minister of Dali Temple, and told the story that he had told many times with Taoist priests and young men very boringly.
Then in the evening, he was released again, but he probably couldn't go to the Imperial College.
In the story of May in Huaidu, Zhu Congwen was related to many things, and he might be interrogated later, so people from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment sent him back to his residence and asked him not to do anything during this period. leave here.
Zhu Congwen accepted it calmly.
There's probably nothing you can do if you don't accept it.
After all, he did appear in the Siwu Demon Mansion several times, and he was a student of the now rebellious Xuanxu Academy. It was quite reasonable that Dali Temple did not imprison him.
The place where Zhu Congwen lives is also in a very old alley.
After all, the scholar came to Huaidu for a year but had no plans to become an official. Naturally, he couldn't afford a good place to live.
When Zhu Congwen walked through the narrow and winding alley and turned into the deep courtyard, he saw Gu Xiaoer sitting at the door.
Gu Xiaoer is an authentic Huaiye. Although he also works in a noodle shop, he doesn't have to be as embarrassed as Zhu Congwen. He has his own clean and comfortable little yard.
Probably because he had been waiting here for a long time, Gu Xiaoer was a little distracted, but for a moment he did not notice Zhu Congwen who had stopped in front of him.
It wasn't until he saw a shadow falling on the edge of his shoe that Gu Xiaoer raised his head in confusion. The moment he looked at Zhu Congwen, he was stunned and relieved.
"I just came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect you to come back."
Gu Xiaoer said happily.
When Zhu Congwen saw Gu Xiaoer's expression, he already guessed that he must have known about Dali Temple looking for him. He also sat down beside him and said softly: "I really didn't need to come back. I just went there once." Dali Temple, now I can only come back, and I can’t even go to the noodle shop.”
After hearing this, Gu Xiaoer became a little nervous again. He looked at Zhu Congwen and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhu Congwen just shook his head calmly and said: "It's nothing serious. It's just that Dali Temple wants to investigate the death of the Minister of War and the incident in the south of the city. I need to cooperate with the investigation at any time. I can't move around for the time being."
Gu Xiaoer sat there and said melancholy: "Then you can only do what you did before?"
Zhu Congwen naturally has not always been a waiter in a noodle restaurant.
It was only after meeting Gu Xiaoer that I became a waiter.
Fortunately, I didn't meet Gu Xiaosan.
Zhu Congwen didn't have the same melancholy as Gu Xiaoer, which gave Gu Xiaoer the feeling that the emperor was not as anxious as the eunuch.
The scholar raised his head and quietly looked at the sunlight falling through the overhanging street eaves, and said softly: "It's natural for me to take a lazy break. Come to think of it, it seems that I haven't calmed down to read a book for a long time."
Gu Xiaoer patted Zhu Congwen's shoulder and said nothing more.
Perhaps for Zhu Congwen, this is indeed an acceptable story.
It's better than being caught in Dali Temple and accidentally being treated as a false and unjust case.
Gu Xiaoer sat there for a while, and then looked curiously at the scholar who stood up and opened the door.
"What do you think the Lord Attendant is planning?"
Gu Xiaoer probably couldn't understand it.
If it were him, if he could achieve the position of servant, he would definitely be calm and honest, and not let the world find any clues about him.
After all, there is no way further up.
For the people of the world who have lived for hundreds of years, it is difficult for an emperor who has lived for a thousand years to make the world have some strange thoughts.
Many years ago, when their wife, wife and grandfather were still young, the emperor looked at the world quietly like this.
It is as old as history and as unshakable as a mountain.
Zhu Congwen paused for a moment while opening the lock, perhaps remembering the words Shui Zaiping said to him that night that he still can't understand.
The scholar naturally had the same questions as Gu Xiaoer, so he probably couldn't answer this question.
"perhaps....."
Zhu Congwen was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Perhaps the Lord Attendant is just too loyal to Your Majesty."
Gu Xiaoer looked at Zhu Congwen in astonishment, probably very surprised that a scholar with such an upright appearance like Zhu Congwen could say such contradictory and anti-Tiangang words. Although he didn't know what the Lord Attendant was doing, he just made a mess in the world while His Majesty was away from Huaidu. How could he be like a good person?
Zhu Congwen turned to look at Gu Xiaoer and said seriously: "This is what he said to me personally that night."
"I also know that just listening to what the world says, everything is true or false."
"It's just that I think about it sometimes."
Zhu Congwen lowered his head and said softly.
"What if he's real?"
Gu Xiaoer didn't understand, but was greatly shocked. He sat there blankly, unable to say anything.
...
"What if he's real?"
The minister of Dali Temple, who finally had a name, Yu Qingnian, stood in the yard melancholy, looking at the young minister of Dali Temple who was quite puzzled by the fact that he had let Zhu Congwen go back.
"Of course I also know that the person should be temporarily detained. But what if he really has a close relationship with the Lord Attendant?"
"If the Secretary of the Ministry of War says to kill him, then kill him. Although everyone in Huaidu now knows that it is not a good thing to have water in the bottle, but if Heaven Prison hadn't stopped him, you would have offended the Lord Attendant at this time. Maybe you can see my body at the gate of Dali Temple tomorrow."
The much younger Dali Temple Shaoqing, whose name was unknown, suddenly stood aside speechlessly.
This is certainly not impossible.
"Is it just that Dali Temple is doing meaningless things like this?"
Yu Qingnian just said calmly: "These things are not something that Dali Temple can solve in the first place. If His Majesty is in Huaidu, maybe we can do something. But His Majesty is not in Huaidu. Even if we really find those things, it will be done by the servants." What can you do if the adults do it?”
The courtyard fell silent.
This is indeed the truth.
"So Dali Temple's intervention is actually just to bring some wind to the human world for Heavenly Prison."
Dali Temple Shaoqing said softly.
Yu Qingnian glanced at him and said, "So you should also know what to do next."
Dali Temple Shaoqing nodded.
Probably just to track down clues and find ways to catch some people who are related to Siwu Demon Mansion but are not important.
In the story of the servants and the heavenly prison, Dali Temple has some intimidating power, but not much.
