At the beginning of April, drizzle falls one after another, and everything grows strong. The Tomb Sweeping Festival is celebrated, and the government and the public have a seven-day holiday. The two days before the Tomb Sweeping Day are the Cold Food Festival. Tender willows are hung in front of every house, and the green picture is fresh, which symbolizes vitality. It is a celebration ceremony for adults. On these two days, there was no fire for cold food. The emperor gave fire to the close relatives of the marquis during the Qingming Festival. Therefore, Han Hong in the Tang Dynasty had a poem that said, "At dusk, candles are passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke is dispersed into the houses of the five marquises." Folks use it by the elders of the clan. Drill elm wood to make fire and distribute it to every household in the clan.
Then there are outings, visiting friends, or enjoying the scenery in gardens, playing cockfights, swinging, flying paper kites, and playing Cuju. The streets and alleys are so lively.
During this period, there were two major events that disturbed the Qing Dynasty. First, the seventh prince Song Zhongliang returned to Beijing and held a crowning ceremony in the palace and was named the "Wise King". This was taken from the Confucian principles of benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and faith in the Wuchang. On the day of the crowning ceremony, the seventh prince Song Zhongliang was slightly thin at over seven feet tall. His sickly white complexion was in sharp contrast with the gorgeous dress. Only his eyes were clear and bright. He had no stage fright in the face of the grand royal crowning ceremony. His steps were light and steady, which impressed hundreds of people. The officer was deeply impressed.
Secondly, the Seventh Taoist of Qingcheng Mountain, who has been popular in the world for half a year, turned out to be the son of a rebellious minister. The reward for the manhunt in Changle Hall has also changed from dark to clear. Anyone who provides clues will be rewarded with a hundred gold, and the person who kills will be rewarded with a hundred thousand gold, and he will be granted a hereditary honorary title. One hundred thousand gold will be spent one day, but the hereditary title is an iron rice bowl, which is enough to make those Jianghu sects who think they are noble go crazy. This notice of the imperial court is not to be punished, that is, it only targets Zhao Zhengli, the son of the rebellious minister.
On the surface, the court showed mercy and did not implicate others, but in fact, it also cut off the retreat of Zhao Zhengli, the son of the rebellious minister.
At the residence of the Minister of War, Yu Xiaowei was wearing a light blue dress and leaning against the lakeside pavilion. Her figure became more and more graceful. Her charming face showed no warmth in the April day. Instead, her eyes were melancholy and she was looking at the sparkling spring water in the lake. This The clothes she wore were the ones she wore when she visited Qingcheng Mountain last year. She suddenly wanted to wear them today for some reason. Even the headdress and sword were the same.
The maids and servants thought that their young lady was going out again, so they scrambled to follow and serve her. Little did they know that their young lady had dressed up and sat stupidly by the lake all morning. Only then did the maids realize that their young lady had something on her mind.
On the rockery on the other side of the lake, Emei senior sister Li Zhanyi, holding a double-edged machete on her waist, was sighing with her hands in her arms, two bulging balls on her arms ready to come out, and her charming oval face was full of the sad years of those who lived in the past.
Miss Yu didn't think about food or drink all day long, and she didn't say a word. She was so anxious that all the maids in the house almost ran to the Ministry of War to tell Lord Shangshu, so Miss Yu reluctantly drank a small bowl of rice porridge.
twilight
The spring sun had just set, the sky was white, and the ground had turned dark. Yu Xiaowei held the sword in one hand with a feeling in her heart, and raised the sword in the backyard of the mansion.
The sword's intention is soft and surging like water. There are swordsmanship passed down by Zhao Zhengli, other sword manuals, and the Emei sword taught by Li Zhanyi. It is a fusion of the strengths of many masters, sorted by one's own temporary insights, and each sword has ups and downs. Intertwined, just like the love intertwined in the world, sometimes sad and sometimes happy, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, Yu Xiaowei entered a selfless and mysterious state, the true energy was released with the sword, and faintly condensed into the substantial sword energy.
Li Zhanyi, who came over after hearing the sound, was speechless: "Can love also help people break through the realm?"
That charming face was full of disbelief. Maybe he was thinking that his love was not deep enough? Or is your understanding not good enough?
"Bo!"
A crisp sound like a glass bottle interrupted the graceful elder sister. She knew that Miss Yu had broken through the bottleneck of the small master and officially entered the first stage of the master's level where the true energy transformed into a form. She was only a small level away from her middle-level. If she worked harder, We have all caught up with ourselves, but how can cultivating the Taoism be as simple as working hard? The eight extraordinary meridians that can be found, the more than 700 acupoints, and all the methods in the world that cannot be found cannot escape the word "enlightenment". In the end, talent determines everything.
Now Miss Yu suddenly has an enlightenment, and the laws she has understood are related to "emotion". The follow-up depends on whether the master state can consolidate the Taoist heart and resonate with the three thousand principles of the great road. Only then can she become a great master. If the fortune is good and she can fully understand The great avenue of resonance can be turned into one's own use. If one method can be used, all methods can be used, and then one can become a land god.
A few words can make a monk spend his whole life.
Under the moonlight, Yu Xiaowei was dressed in a light blue dress and stood tall and graceful above the flying arches of the roof. The dress was swaying carelessly, reflecting the concave and convex figure in the moonlight. Her temperament was out of the ordinary, and she looked like an immortal.
She is seriously comprehending and adapting to the new realm.
Outside the mansion, a sedan with carved windows and sandalwood carried by four people landed steadily in the Shangshu Mansion. The servants hurried forward and pulled the curtain of the sedan to greet them. They bowed their heads and bent over the whole process, not even daring to take a breath. A man wearing a round collar and a scarf came out of the sedan. He was wearing a robe, a middle-aged man with an upturned futou on his head, a handsome face with a nice black beard, and a hint of weakness in his eyes. The servant bent down and called out, "Master, come back!" Then he carefully helped the middle-aged man into the house.
The maids in the mansion have prepared a series of toiletries, bathing, and comfortable casual clothes.
There are only two people in Shangshu Mansion who are treated like this. One is Yu Bin, Yu Shangshu, and the other is his beloved daughter, Yu Xiaowei. Of course, the other two brothers who do not come home all year round are another matter.
After returning to the mansion and taking a shower, Yu Shangshu finally breathed a sigh of relief. The busy day was worth it. However, today he was surprised why his doting daughter didn't come to pick him up?
The clever servant on the side quickly added: "Miss is practicing swordsmanship in the backyard!"
Yu Bin leaned on the huanghuali wooden chair and rested his forehead on the desk with one hand. He was really tired these days. The old emperor was sick, and the situation in the court was already about to change. Now a seventh prince has returned, and he, Yu Bin, is following him. Zhao Zhengli had been in contact with him before and was somewhat ostracized by civil servants in the court. He was not as calm as King Cheng at all. Now the current situation is forcing the Minister of War to take sides.
"Father!"
A call that was gentle to the bones was better than the best medicine in the world. Yu Shangshu suddenly felt calm and relaxed. His weak eyes became clearer. He raised his head to look for the voice. Yu Xiaowei stood quietly at the door wearing a light blue dress. Her temperament was inexplicably extraordinary, which made Yu Shangshu He was stunned: "Xiaowei, you..."
"Congratulations, Lord Shangshu, Miss Yu is very talented and has entered the realm of Grandmaster."
The voice of Emei Senior Sister Li Zhanyi came from outside the door, explaining his doubts.
For the first time, Shangshu Yu's tired and worried face showed a smile of relief. His daughter had the strength to be a master. Even if his father failed to pursue profit in the temple, the Yu family could still live a comfortable life in the world. He laughed twice, He stroked his beard and said "Okay, okay" three times in a row!
However, Yu Xiaowei's next sentence immediately pulled Yu Shangshu into the ice cellar.
"Does father also think that smelly Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain is really the son of a rebellious minister?"
Yu Bin suppressed his smile and glanced at Li Zhanyi and the maids and servants serving him. He did not answer directly: "Your Majesty has his own reasons."
Then he yawned, dismissed the maids and servants, and was helped back to the bedroom by Yu Xiaowei. Emei Senior Sister Li Zhanyi wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yu Shangshu: "Li Keqing is coming with you? In addition to managing military guards, machinery, and military exercises, the Ministry of War In addition, he is also responsible for the guard of ceremony. Every year, the Qingming ceremony is busier than other departments, and the outing is a few days later, so I am at a loss for Li Keqing."
"No, no, Jianghu people don't have so many rules, don't mind, Lord Shangshu!"
Li Zhanyi naturally knew that this was Yu Shangshu's excuse, and there must be another reason for calling her.
The three of them walked slowly along the corridor of the mansion while doing household chores. The lights were dim, insects were chirping, and the spring night breeze was blowing on their faces. It was slightly cool but not biting.
Yu Bin looked around and said: "The court is like the deep sea. The winds and clouds are changing, and the waves are crashing on the shore without any warning. Your Majesty is suffering from cold and is ill. He sent the three saints of the temple to the East China Sea to search for spiritual herbs and elixirs. At the same time, he started to rectify the imperial court. That's why he took the throne." The seventh prince returned to the capital. Not long after Zhao Zhengli arrived in the capital, your majesty has been secretly investigating his background. His appearance is inevitably suspicious. According to my inference, your majesty must have discovered the ulterior truth, so he did not hesitate to offend Qingcheng Mountain and Zhao Tianshi. "
Yu Shangshu sighed again: "There is no right or wrong in the world. The one who succeeds as a king or loses as a bandit, the superior needs a justifiable excuse." He turned his attention to supporting his daughter: "As for whether the Zhao Zhengli you mentioned is really the son of a rebellious minister, It's the same thing, depending on which angle you look at it, I can only say that his parents are famous heroes of the world, and because of their bravery, they were destined to become sinners in the temple."
Yu Xiaowei asked doubtfully: "Father, do you know them?"
Li Zhanyi didn't speak, and walked quietly and slowly, as if he was thinking, and seemed to be waiting for Yu Shangshu to finish.
Yu Bin looked up at the spring moon in the night sky, which looked like a jade plate with missing corners, far less bright than August and September, and said quietly: "We have met several times, but I don't know if they count as acquaintances, because there were so many people who wanted to get to know the two of them back then. "
When mentioning the two of them, Yu Shangshu's eyes were full of memories, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "Sixteen years ago, in the turmoil, a talented and beautiful couple emerged out of nowhere. They were the best in the world in both civil and military affairs. Together, the couple can rival the half-step fairyland. , at that time, they were the benchmark of worship by countless people in the world! However, this pair of immortal heroes worried about the country and the people, and got involved in the disputes among the ten countries. It is reasonable to say that the couple is invincible in the world without heaven and man, but Kung Fu is ultimately a murderous plan. Unexpectedly, people are unpredictable, and they were deceived and fell into the trap of the temple..."
Li Zhanyi asked in confusion: "Why are there so few rumors about this kind of person?"
Yu Bin committed suicide and asked: "Who dares to spread the sensitive topics of the imperial court?"
Yu Xiaowei peeled off the cocoons from the conversation and concluded: "Could this trap be set by His Majesty?"
"shut up!"
Yu Shangshu looked stunned and scolded his doting daughter in a low voice.
Yu Xiaowei also realized that she spoke too thoroughly, touched on sensitive topics, and playfully pointed out her tongue at her father, who never spoke harshly. She immediately shut up, but she didn't know what her father's intention was in saying this?
The father and daughter talked to each other, and Yu Bin immediately answered her confusion: "I know that you two have some dealings with Daozhang Zhao, but this is a matter of policy. I hope you will stay away and not get involved. Your Majesty is getting old and jealous. serious……"
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaowei, who had always been obedient, suddenly interrupted: "Your Majesty has won the throne, why don't you just let Zhao Zhengli go? Maybe even he doesn't know his life experience, and no one will mention it, so he will always be That little Taoist priest who went up to the mountain to practice Taoism from an old farmer in Shu?"
Yu Binxiao knew she would say this: "Once there is a loophole in a lie, it is no longer a lie, but the cruel truth!"
Yu Xiaowei still stood up for Zhao Zhengli: "It is said that His Majesty is benevolent and loves the people. He can accommodate the old tribes of the Ten Kingdoms. Why can't he tolerate Zhao Zhengli who does not know his life experience?"
There is no better daughter than a father, and Yu Bin is a well-rounded person in the court. He can even figure out the thoughts of the old emperor. His own daughter can only see clearly with one look. His scrutinizing eyes said firmly: "Although my father has told me about your love and relationship." Love doesn’t interfere, but he is different, so I hope you will consider it carefully and don’t go down the road of no return!”
When Yu Xiaowei heard these words, she only felt her mind tremble, her Dantian Qi was uncontrollably agitated, her state was ups and downs, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, her "Tao" faced the test for the first time.
Li Zhanyi hurriedly took action, injecting real energy into her to stabilize her impetuous heart. Yu Shangshu was also frightened, and he was at a loss as to what to do.
Yu Xiaowei, who was barely able to calm down, cried: "I don't want to either. At first I just thought that guy was extremely annoying. He relied on his good looks to be rude, didn't understand the rules, and was only thinking about eating. Such an annoying guy was facing life and death. Shi always thought that we should leave first, and the only thing I could remember that he was good at was teaching me a few sword moves. I found that his serious appearance was not that annoying. I finally stopped being annoying, and inexplicably became the son of a rebellious minister. My heart was in pain, and I had no place to vent my pain, so I raised my sword and swung it, and then inexplicably broke through the bottleneck and became a master!"
She was crying but her pronunciation was very clear. Yu Shangshu and Li Zhanyi were a little confused for a while after listening to it. They couldn't figure out at what point she fell in love. Could it be that hate gave birth to love? And then break through the bottleneck because of love?
It seems very ordinary, and it seems incredible. More importantly, I still wonder whether Zhao Zhengli himself knows?
Yu Shangshu sighed with mixed feelings. Even he didn't know whether he was worried or happy. Under the moonlight, his handsome face gradually relaxed, and he just said something serious and sincere: "Father, I understand!"
Yu Xiaowei saw her father's brows relaxed and asked tentatively: "My daughter wants to go out in the world!"
Why couldn't Yu Shangshu understand what she meant by "travelling in the rivers and lakes"? To untie the bell, you still need someone to tie it, so let Zhao Zhengli handle it. If he handles it well, his situation is not unbreakable.
Yu Shangshu looked lovingly at his doting daughter: "Pay attention to your own safety!" Then he turned his eyes to guest Qing Li Zhanyi and squeezed out a smile: "My beloved daughter has entered the world, and I have to trouble Li Keqing to take care of her!"
Li Zhanyi responded quickly: "The young lady is extremely intelligent and is destined to become famous in the near future. It is a poor nun's good fortune to meet her."
After the matter was made clear, the three of them went back to their houses to rest. After entering the house, Yu Bin opened the window and looked up at the bright night sky. This night he decided on the next direction.
