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Qingzhimen is only a hundred miles away from Yecheng, with Wanqing Mountain behind it. Under the lush green trees, the yard with a radius of hundreds of feet has been built for decades. The moss growing in the corners of the bluestone courtyard makes the house look simple and profound. means to come.

The little fox licked its paws, watching me lightly as I landed on the eaves of the guard yard outside Qingzhi Gate.

I lowered my head, looked at the white boots, my heart was light, and my steps became brisk.

The courtyard wall is huge.

I hid it very well, even the little fox's breath disappeared, so when the four-person chariot with the warm gray curtain stopped at the door of the inner courtyard, the cold eyes that came through the curtain were only slightly scattered on the branches of the tree. After the shaking calmed down, he took it back.

"Master Wen, what's the matter?" The middle-aged man beside the chariot, dressed in brocade clothes and crossing swords, also received the scrutiny from the other side and leaned forward to ask.

"It's nothing, let's go, be careful that the time is late." The voice of the person in the curtain was very weak, probably because of his extremely weak body, and his energy was half-sustained, worse than ordinary people.

"Yes." The middle-aged man replied calmly, and after seeing no movement behind the tree branch out of the corner of his eye, he raised his hand to signal the bearer to continue walking.

"The eldest prince hasn't summoned you for several years, maybe it's because of the former head of the door, Mr. Mu."

The deliberately lowered voice of the middle-aged man didn't travel far, but it was very easy for me to hear it.

I slowed down a little, even paused.Through all the obstacles under the mask, his eyes fell firmly on the person behind the curtain.

The man was dressed in black and casual clothes, the embroidered pattern on the front was like a mountain pheasant, and a piece of bright jade was inlaid in the waist belt hook. According to the etiquette worn by Yu Jue in the Ji Dynasty, this man was an official, and he was not in a low position.The ink-colored kudzu scarf tightly wrapped her black hair, and the thick eyebrows under the lowered forehead were furrowed, as if she was anxious about something.He looks 40 years old, but there are many wrinkles on his face, which makes him look too old.

"Qiu Chi, how many times have I told you, how can you allow nonsense about these things! Why don't you have a long memory!" The voice of the person in the curtain couldn't be tough, full of helplessness.

"Qiu Chi knows his mistake, please punish him!" The middle-aged man called Qiu Chi bowed and clasped his fists, saluting.

"Forget it, that's it, let's talk about it when we go back." After finishing speaking, Lord Wen motioned for the chariot to stop, lifted the curtain with his hand, stepped on the simple bluestone steps, and looked up at the plaque on the porch.

Antique gold lacquer.

Tomorrow night.

He straightened his clothes, put his body back and stood upright, lowered his waist and bowed his hands in salute, "Wen Wuchang Ying, the head of the former guard, summoned you, come to see you."

"Impermanence, this is facing outwards, there is no need to be polite, come in."

The indifferent and deep fatigue seemed to appease Wen Wuchang's slightly hunched figure through the carved door leaf. He straightened his figure and said to Qiuchi, "There is a little fox with low morals outside, maybe he entered by mistake. , Throw it out and do the work."

"Yes." Qiuchi gritted his teeth secretly, his face flushed with shame.

Wen Wuchang was silent for a moment, raised his hand and patted Qiu Chi on the shoulder, then turned around and opened the door.

When I saw him enter the door, I slightly hooked my lips.I deliberately let out the little fox's breath to test this person's details, but the effect is not unexpected.In this way, it is true that the little fox said that there are many capable people here.

At the same time, I have taken advantage of the trend and dived into the house.

As soon as I entered, I could smell a special fragrance inside, rich and extravagant.

Looking over, I saw that Wen Wuchang lowered his head, walked forward seven steps slowly, knelt down, and grabbed the ground with his head, "Is the Lord still taking Wanshouxiang?"

The room is empty and deserted, and the furnishings are simple, except for the two rows of couches on the left and right, there is only a simple table in the middle to the north, with several squares of high-quality jade silk paper scattered on it, inkstone and pen holders are all available, and the incense burner is full of smoke. Rising slowly, the misty man with untied long hair at the back was hazy and indistinct. The plain white robe was loosely tied simply, revealing some white skin on his chest. His narrow and long eyebrows made him thin and handsome. Because of the slight sunken cheeks, the thin lips are more three-dimensional.

Presumably it was the eldest prince of the Ji dynasty that Wen Wuchang was talking about, Ji Mingche.

"Xiao Wang had a dream last night." Ji Mingche raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wen Wuchang, before continuing to write.

"My lord, it's better to ban this incense." Wen Wuchang knelt down motionless, deeply touching the cold wooden floor.

"Xiaoye is back...in my dream..." Ji Mingche paused for a while, and after a long silence, he turned to Wen Wuchang, and said in a deep tone, "Get up and talk."

"Yes." Wen Wuchang got up and sat down next to the first seat on the left.

Ji Mingche continued to move between his pens, light, steady and powerful, and the hall was quiet for a while.

"Xiao Ye in the dream has grown up, and the clothes he wore the day he left are obviously smaller. It's only been ten years, and I can't even see what he looks like." Ji Mingche fell silent again.

Wen Wuchang didn't answer, just listened quietly.

"He didn't go to the palace to look for me, but only looked at me in the Shili Pavilion where we parted. I had to go. When I walked back here, I found that he was still following me, but the way he looked at me completely changed. As if he didn't know me, I... was scared... I walked towards him in a hurry, but he backed away, saying that he wanted to find me, and disappeared like that... Obviously... ...Obviously...I am right in front of his eyes..."

"Your Majesty is just too worried about the third prince. Dreams don't count." Wen Wuchang said unconvincingly.

"I've been wondering if this is retribution." Ji Mingche looked at Wen Wuchang as if he wanted to get confirmation.

It's a pity that Wen Wuchang didn't respond.

"When he was in Guangmochuan, he had acquaintance with Mu Qing for three months, and the two had very similar interests. I don't think it's just a coincidence that he chose not to know me in front of Qingzhimen's gate."

"The third prince is still in Guangmo, and will not return to Yecheng in a short time."

"Then what if I died?" Ji Mingche smiled lightly.

"What did the Lord say!" Wen Wuchang said excitedly, his kneeling body got up halfway, then knocked down all of a sudden, making a muffled sound on the wooden floor.

"If Mu Qing comes to visit, just let him go. After all, he is accompanied by the number one oiran, and Xiao Wang can't refute his face." Fingertips tapped the loose jade silk book on the table, Ji Mingche got up slowly, and stepped barefoot on the floor , bypassing the satin purple-faced screen on the left, hiding his figure, and the conversation gradually drifted away, "That's it for today, Xiao Wang's newly copied Antiquities, I will trouble Master Wen to present it to my father." .”

Wen Wuchang knelt down and bowed to Ji Mingche's back again, and after confirming that Ji Mingche had gone far away, he got up, walked to the table, carefully rolled up the jade silk left by Ji Mingche and put it in his sleeve pocket. Then he backed out slowly and closed the door.

As soon as he went out, he turned around and saw Qiu Chi's distressed face.

Seeing Wen Wuchang came out, Qiuchi handed over his hands and reported, "My lord, the little one just chased him out, and didn't see any foxes. I used my cleverness to investigate, but found nothing. Please forgive me, my lord!"

"Forget it, the opponent is too strong."

Wen Wuchang's eyes were a little shrewd, and he looked extraordinarily cruel at this time, which made my indifference to him suddenly turn into extra vigilance and attention.

"By the way, we can start to follow the instructions of the second prince." Wen Wuchang's voice was surprisingly cold.

"You... haven't been procrastinating? Why? Could it be the eldest prince..." Qiu Chi opened his eyes wide, surprised by Wen Wuchang's sudden order.

"When did you start questioning my orders?"

Wen Wuchang spoke coldly, and stared back at Qiuchi.

"Yes, Qiu Chi will make arrangements now." Qiu Chi didn't dare to refute any more, bowed his head and hurried away as if he was ordered to flee.

Wen Wuchang suddenly turned to the direction where I was hiding, and I was startled. I saw his eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head and stepped into the chariot. After he sat down firmly, he ordered in a deep voice, "Let's go."

The porter responded, and the four of them exerted their strength, raised the chariot and walked out.

"The old man is obviously a mortal, why can I always feel your presence?" The little fox babbled, I was afraid that Wen Wuchang would find out again, so I was inspired by the idea, and hid my breath even deeper.

I underestimate the impermanence of this article, and then, I have to be more careful.

"Although he is a mortal, his spiritual sense is very sharp." I said lightly, "This old man has consumed a lot of my mind, I will sleep for a while, and remember to let me know when they come."

"Who wants to come?" the little fox grumbled.

I gave it a blank look, "Don't pretend to be garlic, pretend to be asleep then, you should have enough sleep. Don't run out while I'm sleeping, this place is nothing compared to Wanqingshan, I can't care if you run away. "

"Tch! Go to sleep now." The little fox jumped on my head suddenly, scratching its paws for a while, I slapped it down, and I didn't bother to care about it anymore.A few light falls, found an inconspicuous old tree in a remote corner of the yard, chose a suitable branch, and lay down on it.

The little fox chased after him and bounced around a few times. Seeing that I really didn't care about it, he hid aside, and I finally got quiet.

Lin Xilin's Sixiang car arrived early the next morning.

They drove a few miles away and touched my inspiration enchantment.This made me open my eyes immediately, looking down at the little thing in my arms, my heart softened, and I couldn't help laughing, "Little thing, get up."

Without waiting for it to make trouble, I raised my eyes and looked far away, only to see that it was just the sunrise, the sky was like a bright sky, so clear and clear.

I was dangling on the courtyard wall, and slowly tossed and tossed to the front of the courtyard, Lin Xilin and Mu Qing also arrived.

Mu Qing was wearing a clear blue shirt, with a radiant expression, smiled, took Lin Xilin's jade hand protruding from the sleeves of her red dress, helped her out of the Four Fragrance Car, and stood side by side in front of Qing Zhi's gate.

Lin Xilin was still so beautiful that she couldn't be more beautiful, but here she stopped her charm and came a little more upright.Mu Qing was also good-looking at first, and this blue shirt and brocade clothes also gave him a noble and handsome temperament.

The two stand hand in hand, like a pair of people.

I watched from a distance, and my heart was calm.

Probably because of revisiting the old place, thinking about the old things, Mu Qing's face was a little dark, Lin Xilin smiled at him comfortingly, and then turned to the little brother who guarded the gate, "Huajianfang Lin Xilin, I have already invited the head of the sect to visit the post, and today I have an appointment with the sect, and I hope my little brother will make a report."

The Sixiang chariot is famous in Yecheng, the little brother saw it from a distance, so he straightened up early and waited.Finally, Lin Xilin came to talk to her, and she wanted to be excited. She blushed and bowed to the first beauty, with a flattering smile all over her face, "What did Miss Lin say, I told you yesterday , keep the little ones waiting, please this way, this way please!"

Lin Xilin nodded with a smile, and moved away first, "I'm sorry."

Mu Qing hid the expression on his face and followed suit.

"The first thing you see when you enter the door is the Qingzhimen's outer door, the Self-cultivation Court." The little brother introduced Lin Xilin and Lin Xilin as they walked. gloomy.

What catches the eye is the familiar white jade steps, and the long and wide walkway leads to the innermost part of the third gate.The two roads on the side are bluestone slabs for practicing martial arts, thirty feet in length and width, it is a place for the children of Qingzhi sect to practice martial arts, which can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.From this we can see how beautiful Qingzhimen was at its peak.

Mu Qing turned his head away suddenly, I saw the corners of his eyes were red, presumably it was something extremely important in Siji's heart, which aroused his emotions and was unbearable.

Lin Xilin quickly noticed Mu Qing's emotion, she slowed down, took a slightly wrong step and turned to Mu Qing's other side, met Mu Qing's eyes with a gentle smile, and held Mu Qing's hands clear hands.

Mu Qing was comforted by this, forced a smile, and her face looked much better.

"Most of the beginners here teach martial arts to strengthen their bodies. Humans must have a smart mind and a good body, so that they can do more work." The little brother scratched the back of his head proudly.

"I don't know what to call my little brother?" Lin Xilin didn't understand what he was thinking, and immediately answered his words.

"The brothers in the door all call me Lao Qi, and my surname is a Ming character." The little brother smiled and straightened his back a little.

"Ming Laoqi? The Ming Bushi who guarded the gate of the second prince's palace in Wangcheng, killed hundreds of demons overnight, and survived dozens of forbidden techniques?" Lin Xilin was surprised.

"Miss Lin, you're being polite. Lao Qi was born with a bit of luck, and worked harder to live. He became famous unintentionally, but he just wanted to live a few more years." Ming Lao Qi kept smiling and squinted his eyes. Beside the screen wall of the Erdao courtyard gate, the whole body seems to be loose, but in fact it occupies all the first-mover opportunities with an extremely favorable position.

Lin Xilin suppressed her smile, and sneered, "Since the prince has already summoned you, why bother you to make up some pretense, if you don't need to see him, why not tell him earlier, and save Xilin from coming here."

"Miss Lin, don't worry, the Lord will definitely see you, please!" Ming Lao Qiyi leaned over and raised his hand, making a gesture of invitation.

Lin Xilin's brows were light, and she was about to say more, but Mu Qing put her behind her back and cupped her fists, and said in a deep voice, "Then please!"

Beyond the screen wall is Zhiliyuan, where Xiuwen, a disciple of Qingzhimen, resides.

Like the court of self-cultivation, it is thirty feet long and three feet high, with a wooden house and a roof, and it is ninety square meters.In the courtyard, wooden boards are used as the base, and the lacquered surface is smooth and visible. There are hundreds of desks and tables. Except for the front door and the back door, there are bookshelves standing along the walls. There are no less than tens of thousands of words.

The wind swayed, and the wooden horn bells at the corners of the eaves collided with each other crisply, and the syllables that made people shake their minds fluttered.

As soon as the two entered the door, they looked at the corner of the left bookshelf together.

There was a cloud of thick ink dizzy, and the thick ink dispersed suddenly. Looking closely, it turned out to be a person covered in black and fur robes.At this time, he took off his hood while walking, revealing a bright face.

"My lord." Ming Lao Qi bowed to the man.

Mu Qing rolled her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and locked onto the man, "You're not Ji Mingche!"

"Of course not my king." The man had slanted eyebrows and long sideburns, a high nose, and thin lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.Long hair and a jade crown tied high, even though she was covered in black clothes, she looked exquisite under the appropriate shoulder width.His eyes sparkled, and he stared at Mu Qing with great interest.

"Brother has been tolerant to you for many years. Even though Xiao Ye'er made friends with you, she didn't obstruct you too much, but you still want to come back for revenge. If this king is the eldest brother, I must be very disappointed."

"What did you say? Ji Mingzong!" Mu Qing's face changed, and he stared at the second prince of Ji Dynasty, Ji Mingzong.

"I don't know what's good or bad when I say you." Ji Mingzong grinned and lengthened the syllables, and the taste of wantonness and conspiracy permeated.

"Hey, don't do it!" Probably because Mu Qing's overly cruel expression was too shocking, Ji Mingzong waved his hand, showing that he didn't come to fight.

"This king just wants to tell you that you are a dead person in Wanqing Mountain. If it wasn't for that strange girl who saved you, you wouldn't be able to live in this city of Ye. If you go on like this, I'm afraid not only you will get involved , and make Miss Lin suffer, right?" Ji Mingzong withdrew his wanton expression, but that indifferent chuckle was still on the corner of his mouth, which made me think he was a very frivolous person.

"This Qing Zhi Clan is not the property of your admirer family. Why bother you again? Why didn't your father leave when he knew his father's order? It wasn't to save your life. You are wasting his good intentions like this. Why bother? Eldest brother is soft-hearted, and I should take care of him for him, but you don’t know how to advance or retreat, so it’s difficult for me and elder brother to do it, so tell me, should I beat you?”

What Ji Mingzong said was half serious, half joking, and he asked several times, causing Mu Qing's face to burst into anger, and he opened his mouth and said loudly, "Could it be that father's hard work can't be exchanged for a master of meritorious service?" Is it true that if your father doesn’t leave until he dies, can’t you get a loyal and loyal person! You people are cold-blooded and ruthless, and treat people as nothing. If someone threatens your position, regardless of merit or demerit, that person must die Don't you! Let me go? Should I kneel down and beg you to let me go, hahaha!"

Mu Qing's retorted laughter echoed back and forth in the empty Zhiliyuan, and when he snapped back the laugh, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "But why am I not afraid? That's because the hatred for you has surpassed everything. I’m so afraid, if you don’t let me die here today, I, Mu Qing, will definitely destroy your Ji family’s dynasty in a moment, and cut off your children and grandchildren!”

"You!" Ji Mingzong turned pale with anger, looking at the crazy Mu Qing ferociously.

"Shut up!" A weary voice came from the entrance of the inner courtyard. The visitor was dressed in loose casual clothes, with long hair tied casually, pale and thin, with sunken cheeks, slightly wrinkled brows, and an expression of tiredness. Ji Mingche.He walked quickly, his swaying body vaguely staggered.

Ji Mingche stood between the two of them, glanced at Ji Mingzong lightly, and said, "Why did the second brother come here?"

"Father was worried that you were not in good health and couldn't deal with it in time, so he asked Mingzong to come and have a look." After saying that, Ji Mingzong frowned and looked at Mu Qingdao, "This son is unworthy, and father may not tolerate it, so don't worry about it, big brother."

"Today is Qingzhimen's invitation. This king has his own opinion. The second brother will report to his father first. Later, Mingche will bring the Mu family's children back to the palace to ask for an order to return to the Mu family's Qingzhimen." Ji Mingche didn't care. No matter what expression Ji Mingzong had on his face, he stood up straight, facing Mu Qing, his eyes were extremely calm.

"Is this king's arrangement, are you satisfied?"

"What?" Before the surprise in Mu Qing's eyes disappeared, Ji Mingzong jumped up first, "Brother, you are messing around like this, but there is still father in your eyes?"

"Who the hell is messing around, do you want me to tell you!" Ji Mingche had always looked extremely tired, but at this moment he stared at him, and his thin temperament suddenly became cold, which made Ji Mingzong's expression startled, and he opened his eyes. Mouth, can't say a word.

"You! You're cruel!" Ji Mingzong gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and looked at Mu Qing resentfully, "Lao Qi, let's go!"

When Ming Laoqi turned his head, I saw the sharp sharpness in his eyes flash away, which didn't affect him trotting after Ji Mingzong who was angrily leaving with a smile on his face.

"Okay, now that I'm gone, can you answer me?" Ji Mingche relaxed, brows furrowed deeply, coughing violently as if he couldn't hold back anymore, his robe sleeves covered the corners of his lips, and it took a long time before he calmed down down.

"I don't believe in Ji's family." Mu Qing was silent for a long time, and under Lin Xilin's gaze gently shaking his head, he expressed his decision, "Father has always believed in Ji's family, and I am not willing to end up like that! My mother is kind and virtuous, Everything is dependent on my father, and in the end it was because of this dependence that I was unable to leave and was buried here together. You have ruined my family, how can I be willing to let you go just because you have returned my Qing Zhimen!"

"Could it be that Xiaoye...you don't believe it anymore?" Ji Mingche panted lightly, and when he said the word Xiaoye, he was extraordinarily light.

"Him?" Mu Qing was puzzled.

"The third son of the Ji Dynasty, was sent out of Yecheng ten years ago under the pretext of this king. He met you in Guangmo a few years ago. You know each other very well, don't you? Since he regards you as a friend, as the eldest brother of a direct relative, this king will naturally feel sorry for you. His heart is enough to protect you. Qing Zhimen should return it to you. As for what you do in the future, this king will not care. If you insist on taking the lives of the Ji family, then this king is willing to return it with the head of the item. You, the Mu family, will also tell your father that he will not hold you accountable. But, you must not let Xiao Ye know that you killed this king." Ji Mingche seemed to have a slightly tired breath when he said this. With a breath of vitality, his eyes cleared a little.

"Why did you do that?" Mu Qing was puzzled and surprised.

"Because," Ji Mingche suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of smiles, and there was a kind of confusion in his eyes, as if he saw another person through Mu Qing, "I don't want Xiaoye to lose the only friend he has identified. "

"You!" Mu Qing gritted his teeth, his eyes were flushed again, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, "How did you know that I knew him!"

"He doesn't write letters often, and most of the few letters have your name on them." Ji Mingche coughed lightly, and the trace of business faded away again, and his eyes became distant.

"Perhaps this king shouldn't let you choose. This way, it's better than Xiaoye will blame you later. Anyway, you take this palace for a while, and this king hangs up your clothes and leads you directly to the court to ask for an order. Wait for the order to be invited." Come down, and then you can do it directly." After saying that, without Mu Qing's answer, he turned around and left, his back frail and staggering like a toddler.

Mu Qing watched his back disappear into the back door leading to the inner courtyard of Zhiliyuan, his face was full of emotions, with unpredictable sadness and joy.

Lin Xilin leaned over, gently held Mu Qing's hand, and said in relief, "These people always think that they have seen through their fate, and then they make a decision, regardless of whether others think it or not." Putting his hand on Mu Qing's frowning brows, he continued, "You, since someone else has arranged for you such a way to get you both, don't worry about it anymore. Follow his heart, and you will be fulfilled with him instead. "

"I'm just afraid..." Mu Qing seemed to think of something, and his brows frowned more and more tightly.

"I'll do it." Lin Xilin raised her eyebrows and smiled, and sealed Mu Qing's refusal with her fingertips, "Even if I entered Mu's house, how about doing what I should do?"

"Okay." Mu Qinghong squeezed Lin Xilin's hand tightly.