Just say what you want to say, just ask what you want to ask, without any unnecessary words. This is Qingxuan's unique style.
"What do you think?" was the only question.
He didn't say a word about his many experiences traveling to and from Ruozhou.
Mei Yuanchen thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "My disciple acted too recklessly during this trip and ended up in danger many times."
Especially at Hongshi Bay, if they follow Gu Xiuping's men to pursue Duanmu Yu, with such a superior number of people, no matter how powerful and brave his guards are, they will never be able to escape completely.
Taking a step back and thinking, even if he could finally escape, he would inevitably have to lose more of his men.
Taking a step back, I thought, if I walked with Gu Xiuping and others that night, even if I lost Duan Muyu's whereabouts, I would not be surrounded by enemy ambush, and I would not be so tired that Xue Dingyi would be killed and Xu Suye would be seriously injured.
In short, all the misfortunes that happened after that all started from trying to be strong and self-reliant, chasing the enemy alone. Looking back now, it is tantamount to seeking death.
Qingxuan nodded and sneered: "It's good if you understand this. And remember, no matter what time, living is always the most important thing. The more critical the moment, the more cautious you must be, and you must think first Take care of your own life."
The Zhenwu Guan sect has been established for more than three hundred years. The ultimate goal of Guan Xue is to have an immortal body and a long life. Not only these Taoists, but also anyone who has some understanding of the principles of the world, 99% of them will regard "survival" as the most important thing in life. After all, those who can see through life and death are either wise and brave or foolish and cowardly, and such people are rare.
Mei Yuanchen still had a lot to say, but Qingxuan waved his hand to stop him.
"Once you understand that point, there is no need to say anything else." The old Taoist shook his head and smiled, "Tell it to yourself when you have time."
Personally speaking, his favorite among the three apprentices was Mei Yuanchen. It's a pity that he has the fate of being the most domineering, dominant and overpowering person in the world.
"Oh, that is destined to destroy the fate of the friendly people around you."
Although Qingxuan prides himself on being proficient in numerology and good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he is unwilling to take risks. He often thought that if this young apprentice had an ordinary fate, he would be able to do many things for him. What was difficult for Mei Yuanchen to accomplish was nothing more than a simple effort for him.
However, everyone has selfish interests, and everyone is afraid of death, and Qingxuan is no exception.
After hearing what the master said, Mei Yuanchen naturally fell silent. He honestly picked up the teapot, turned it left and right three times and then stopped it before pouring tea into his cup.
"Master, drink tea."
This move was learned from Zhan Ming. The honest and honest leader of Zhenwu Temple was respectful and considerate in front of his master, which was even better than the filial son and father of ordinary people.
Mei Yuanchen was a young master who had been taken care of since he was a child. The task of serving tea and water had never happened before Mei Siyuan and Baili Si. Fortunately, he can master this kind of work after just one look.
Seeing that his young disciple was truly sincere in what he did, Qingxuan knew that he shouldn't say too much, but he still couldn't help but give him some advice: "Disciple, Taoist practice emphasizes following one's heart and nature. In the future, don't be too reserved in your treatment of others. , and don’t be too harsh on yourself. If you speak and act according to the stereotypes, you are a fool, and your future will be limited in the future, just like your two senior brothers. They will probably be like this in their lives. You are different, You have the best talent, and if the opportunity is right, you may be able to achieve greatness. But you are missing a trace of spirituality, do you understand?"
Yes, in Qingxuan's opinion, Mei Yuanchen's spirituality is really lacking.
"Such a talent, coupled with a free and unrestrained temperament, is a perfect match for the path of cultivating Taoism..."
Those were the words in Qing Xuan's belly. Mei Yuanchen naturally couldn't hear them. He just forced a smile and replied: "Yes, Master, I understand."
Spirituality?
This reminded Mei Yuanchen of Xia Chengyi and Ziteng.
"By the way, I remember that King Duan had a bodyguard named Baili Yi. If you want to find out about your uncle's whereabouts, you might want to go find him." Qingxuan finished his tea and left his seat, leaving only these words. The sound came from outside the house.
"Buzz~~~Buzz~~~"
Mei Yuanchen's brain almost exploded.
On the way back to the capital, Zhan Ming overheard him mentioning that Xia Chengxuan was sending people to investigate Bai Lien's whereabouts, and he told Qingxuan about it when he reported back to Qingxuan last night.
Qingxuan had a good relationship with Prince Duan in his early years and was a frequent visitor to Prince Duan's residence. He also recognized Baili Yi, the top master in Prince Duan's residence. He had long known that Mei Yuanchen's mother was from Baili Prince's Palace. Baili was a surname given by Xia Ruren, the founding emperor of Great China. All the Baili family members in the world came from the same family, so Bailien and Bailiyi must be related by blood. Bailien has been studying in the capital for several years and is quite famous. It is indeed very possible for Bailiyi to get acquainted with him.
"uncle... ..."
Mei Yuanchen's thoughts were surging, his energy and blood were boiling, and he stood there for a long time.
"Huh~~~" A gust of wind rippled by, and it was Mei Yuanchen who was running down the mountain in twenty-three steps.
Along the way, he always thought of what his mother had said to him.
"My mother said that my description is very similar to that of my uncle. My uncle is very bookish, doesn't like martial arts, and likes to reason with people... The man I met at the Boluo Temple was crazy after all. , he couldn’t tell the difference between right and wrong in what he said.”
After descending the mountain, he jumped onto his hussar and headed westward at full speed. Mei Yuanchen wished he could put the horse on his back and start running with his feet.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, everything was gradually settled, and Prince Duan's palace was rarely quiet for a few days.
Xia Chengxuan was grateful for King Duan's great help at the critical moment. After he ascended the throne, he re-employed Xia Muzhou and appointed him as the capital's gold edict. Several other descendants of King Duan have also obtained important positions, and they have a bright future.
The old prince felt that his mission was accomplished, so he took care of himself at home. His limbs were severely injured when he was young, and during the illness of Emperor Yonghua, he was overworked and overworked in charge of the administration, so that he almost ran out of oil and lamps. If the old monk from Kuchan Temple had not sacrificed his life to save him, he would have died long ago.
Now that the imperial power has changed, the new dynasty is stable, and his descendants are full, what else can he ask for?
"Your Majesty, there is a visitor outside." The old servant bowed to report. Looking at his master lying on the embroidered bed in the atrium and bathing in the sun, he still felt a little uneasy.
According to the rules for many years, from the first day of the new year to the Lantern Festival, the house must be closed to thank guests, but today the visitor announced his identity and indicated that he had something important to see King Duan, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to report the news. .
"Didn't I say that I won't see any visitors in the first month of the year?"
The old servant held his hand, stepped back and said, "Yes, I will go and say goodbye to the guest now." After saying that, he was going to the courtyard gate.
"Come back." King Duan slowly sat up, put on his fur cloak, stood up on his staff, slowly moved his waist, and asked again, "Who is outside?"
If nothing happened, others would not dare to disturb him at this time, and he knew this.
The old man hurriedly turned around, lowered his head and replied, "My lord, it's Young Master Mei Yuanchen."
Mei Yuanchen's status is very special. He neither holds a title nor holds any official position, but he is treated almost like a prince in the capital. Who doesn't know that the Qianzhao Palace has a small population, and Emperor Ruilin only has one sister and one foster brother? The old servant in Prince Duan's Mansion was certainly very knowledgeable. After hearing Mei Yuanchen's self-reported identity, he hesitated a little and decided to make the trip. Sure enough, judging from my master's reaction, I'm afraid I'm going to see this guest today.
"Oh, is it him?" King Duan cheered up, with a smile on his face, "Just ask him to come over."
