I just like the Prime Minister

The Wudang school is full of old-fashioned and old-fashioned Taoists. Since the former master Qingxu Taoist passed away, the Wudang school has faintly declined in the martial arts. There is no other reason, but the successor master is an unreliable old urchin.The new master's Taoist name "Zixu" is an old man with a mysterious background, and he is the junior of the late Taoist master Qingxu.This person has always been open-mouthed and full of tongue, and his behavior is perverse, weird and unreasonable. Under his leadership, all the Wudang faction, from the head to the backyard sweeper, have a godlike and unruly temperament.

Song Yingluo thought about it later, maybe it was this unruly temperament that attracted Li Chengzuo, who was still the prince that year. The head of the school, "Zixu Daochang", is Li Chengzuo's real master in martial arts.

Although the reputation of the Wudang faction is no longer the same as it used to be, but as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the donkey of the Wudang faction will not fall down, so the head of Huashan will live his life. .

There is a set of rules for getting along in the martial arts, just like the imperial court divides the family of princes and the third generation of Baiding, the martial arts world also divides the righteous and crooked.For example, Mr. Nanshan, Song Yingluo's master, established himself in Wuya Mountain Villa. He has a reputation, but the inheritance is mediocre. If compared with the imperial court, he can be regarded as a "upstart"; while Wudang Huashan, a school that has been passed down for at least a hundred years, is obviously They belonged to a family, but those heretics who had some skills but were not properly taught were probably wealthy businessmen and eunuchs in Beijing and the like.

With such a clear hierarchy, it is clear at a glance who is in charge of affairs in the world.

The Wudang faction has always been low-key among the famous martial arts sects. After all, they are a group of monks with a majority of Taoist disciples. Therefore, although they have the right to speak on major affairs in the world, they seldom come out to preside over anything. Most of the time they pretend to be profound. Twisting his beard, expressing some useless nonsense such as "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun".

But today's head "Zi Xu Daoist" has a peculiar style of painting. No matter what big or small things happen, he dares to take care of them. He doesn't look like a monk at all.

I heard that although the priest's words and deeds are often absurd, he always has a very different way to deal with nosy affairs, but he can solve the problem very skillfully. For the sake of Wudang's century-old foundation, they all greeted them with a smile.

At the birthday banquet held by the head of Huashan, Song Yingluo met this Taoist priest for the first time, and before she had time to figure out this person's temperament, she was almost scared out of her wits by the "Prince" who followed. , and Li Chengzuo actually recognized her, Song Yingluo, but before Song Yingluo's mood of surprise and joy lasted, something happened on Mount Hua—a martial arts person of unknown origin, under the name of discussing martial arts, went to Mount Hua make trouble.

This group of people belonged to the heretics who were "not popular".

What happened that time caused ups and downs in the martial arts world, and gossip is still circulating in the Jianghu.It was also from that time that Song Yingluo, who got acquainted with the prince by accident, somehow boarded Li Chengzuo's thief ship that was ready to sink at any time, and she has not been able to get off until now.

Song Yingluo is sitting tremblingly in front of her cousin Jiang Xizhu now, recalling the past, and she is very moved by the circumstances of her life - it seems that since the inexplicable meeting on Huashan Mountain, everything in the court and in the rivers and lakes has been fought and fought. , were all related to Song Yingluo; it seemed that from then on, those undercurrents that were suppressed by the late emperor under the imperial power with the way of balance had faintly become overwhelming.

It is impossible to explain these things clearly to Jiang Xizhu in a few words, but Ms. Song Yingluo has been convincing people by force for a long time, her mind is rusted and she hardly turns around, and she didn't realize that Jiang Xizhu didn't know about it at all.

Song Yingluo sighed to herself, sighed pretentiously, and with an old-fashioned tone, said to Jiang Xizhu who was speechless for a long time: "Cousin, in fact, it is not easy for the emperor. When the first emperor passed away, King Qi survived If it wasn't for some friends in the Jianghu who discovered the anomaly and tipped off the news, it's unknown who is sitting on that dragon chair now."

Hearing this, Jiang Xizhu's right eyelid twitched uncontrollably. He remained silent for a long time before barely maintaining his calm face, and looked at Song Yingluo calmly: "Didn't King Qi go to the fief in the end?"

Jiang Xizhu was actually asking, but Song Yingluo thought he knew everything, and when he heard this, it seemed to be an inappropriate contempt—like Jiang Xizhu's condemnation of Li Chengzuo for leaving troubles behind.

Song Yingluo saw that he said so "lightly", subconsciously wanted to defend Li Chengzuo: "You can't say that, cousin, the situation in Beijing at that time was not as peaceful as it is now, and even the people in the forbidden army cannot be completely trusted. The time of the collapse was not good...it was summer, and the Khitan people were growing grass and horses. If they knew that the situation in our dynasty had changed, it would be an instant thing for the army to overwhelm the country, not to mention that the emperor had long suspected that someone had a relationship with the Khitan Collusion, trying to offend me."

Song Yingluo brought a cup of tea from the table to drink with a sad face, and continued after drinking, "There is nothing he can do to hide his strength and bide his time. King Qi's mother and concubine were favored back then, and the queen mother had to avoid her edge in the palace. Later, the emperor discovered the collusion. The Khitan people are somewhat related to the King of Qi, but the things behind it seem not so simple. There are some faint voices in the Jianghu, pointing out that someone is meddling in the Jianghu affairs behind the scenes. I have always wanted to investigate clearly but I can’t separate myself , not to mention that the Khitan side is very weird, and now, even the Khitan assassins have appeared in the middle of the capital. It wasn't intentional to lure him to your house, so don't argue with the emperor at such a critical time..."

Ms. Song's storytelling ability is really not very good. It's on par with her usual personality. If someone doesn't know her well, she might think that Ms. Song knows how to say three points and seven points, but Jiang Xizhu knows. , she simply didn't let go of that thought, and just said whatever came to her mind.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Xizhu learned a little from it, and many things are shocking when he thinks about it.

He was even more silent, but in fact, he was so confused that he really didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to respond to Song Yingluo's cautious inquiry with a deadpan face.

"And then?" Jiang Xizhu said indifferently, as if he was noncommittal to what Song Yingluo said, "Now that this is happening, how does he want to end it?"

Song Yingluo didn't realize that Jiang Xizhu was talking nonsense at all, she just thought he was angry, and twirling the teacup in his hand, he said foolishly: "What's the end, cousin, does she mean that it's the end, the Khitan gang The idiot is shameless and annoyed our emperor. He is going to hold back his fire and give these Khitan people a dark secret... Don't look at him usually pretending to be stupid and pretending to be out of his mind. You know, he is not a good person Fool master."

Jiang Xizhu: "..."

Prime Minister Jiang couldn't answer what he said, Jiang Xizhu said in his heart, I really don't know.

There are so many things that I don’t know, it’s ridiculous. Just a few days ago, he thought he was inseparable from this complicated and chaotic foreign barbarian, but now he only feels that nothing is real when looking at flowers in the fog, as if hiding in the darkness. The monster with a huge body suddenly opened its piercing eyes, and he can only perceive the indescribable danger through these cold eyes, and the real way forward depends on others' thoughts.

Jiang Xizhu suddenly felt that everything was strange. The younger sister he knew since childhood was the minister of the humerus, and the people who grew up with him were deep-minded, but he was ignorant of all this.

Indifference swept his entire spirit at this moment.

Song Yingluo didn't hear any substantive content until the sunset outside the window and was forced to leave, and she didn't find out whether Jiang Xizhu "no longer cares" or "has been too caressed", but seeing Jiang Xizhu's slight frown It's rare for Ms. Song to look at people's faces and feel that it's time for her to pack up and go back home.

Jiang Xizhu personally sent her out, and said gently with a slightly tired smile: "The palace is no better than the Hou's Mansion, no matter what the reason for you to enter the palace, don't act recklessly, respect and humility are applicable at any time. "

Song Yingluo was a little bit melancholy at his sudden words, and was stunned to see a bit of "brother's concern" from the faint eyebrows.Miss Song can say something else if she doesn't listen to the instructions, but the meaning of caring is never too much.

Song Yingluo raised her head and looked carefully at Jiang Xizhu's expression. After all, she didn't see why, and then smiled heartlessly: "Cousin, don't worry... Your Majesty..."

The carriage of the Hou Mansion has already stopped outside the gate of the Jiang Mansion. I don’t know what the eldest lady who is about to enter the palace as a noble concubine and the prime minister have been reluctant to part with for so long. She looked into her eyes sensually, seeing Song Yingluo standing outside the gate of the house, she was still in the mood to chatter, so she interrupted her swiftly, and asked her to go back to the house neatly.

Song Yingluo was almost overtaken by the carriage, she slammed the curtain and got into the carriage, walked back with the sound of the wheels of the carriage "squeaking", turned a street, and turned a corner, Miss Song It was only later that I realized something was wrong, and when I lifted the curtain of the car and turned my head, I saw the "family member" wearing a wide-brimmed bamboo hat slowly driving the car.

The brim of the man's hat was low, and the wide straw brim concealed his handsome face, which was a bit of a disaster for the country and the people. When he heard the sound, he raised his head, and a shadowy pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection met Song Yingluo's eyes, but Song Yingluo looked at her. I looked up with a stomach full of fire.

"My emperor." Song Yingluo gritted her teeth, "If I were your noble elder brother, I'm afraid I would have rebelled long ago."