Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

"Hate me?" Mingru smiled nonchalantly.

She straightened up and waved her hands: "Everyone back down."

A room of ladies and gentlemen withdrew from the dormitory one after another, and Mingru summoned an embroidered pier to sit down, with a smile on his face: "Do you think that the idea came from me, so this crime should fall on me?"

Gao Jiamu didn't speak, his thin chest rose and fell violently.Mingru sneered and said, "Jiamu, Jiamu, you don't understand when you're so old. You were the one who forced him, but you didn't have the ability to convince him. The ineffective supervision made him find a chance to commit suicide. You were so angry and anxious that you refused. Admitting that it was my fault, thinking that by using Ben Gong as a scapegoat, I can pretend that all this is not my fault?"

The sleeping hall was so quiet that only the breathing of two people could be heard, Mingru said leisurely: "I don't want to irritate you anymore. You know, the matter of love is about mutual gratification, and a twisted melon is not sweet. What the palace tells you to use force is to let you take advantage of his loyalty to the emperor and slowly make him surrender, but what about you? Putting the same way of serving prisoners in prison on him, isn't it forcing him to die?"

Gao Jiamu gasped for breath with his mouth open, and roared like a beast: "It's my fault, it's me who harmed him. Sister Huang, will you be happy when I die? Will the Zhao family be happy?"

Mingru folded her arms gracefully: "The Zhao family has been very busy in the past few days. I don't care if they are happy or not. I only care about the Empress Dowager's [-]th birthday. Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's birthday is a big day, don't you Died on a happy day, which made the old woman unhappy."

Gao Jiamu turned his head: "Don't mention him to me."

Mingru looked at him indifferently.He was about to die, and his life was not long. There is nothing more sorrowful than the death of the heart. Once that person died, his heart also died.

Her brother, always stupid and pitiful.

Mingru stretched out her hand to comb his long hair little by little. His hair was dry and rough, and it was so fragile that it would break into several pieces with a light tug.Gao Jiamu turned his face and pressed against her hand, mumbling sleepily: "Sister Huang..." He was as pitiful as a cub begging for a hug.

Mingru lowered her head and said softly: "Brother, I don't like the Zhao family, and I don't like that old woman, even if she is my mother. I want to be free from anyone's influence, not to be manipulated by anyone - I want to be a queen. "

Gao Jiamu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and Mingru smiled: "Brother, I have told you a lot of lies, and there are also truths, for example, what I said today is true - I want to be a queen, and I will always love you .”

"You hate old women, and so do I. You hate yourself for not being able to take power, but I can."

She squeezed his skinny hand tightly, as cold as holding a branch, Gao Jiamu didn't say anything, he panted for a long time, the empty hall was as silent as if there was no living person, he slowly, word by word Said: "Miss Huang...the pen, bring the pen."

Stepping into the library for the second time, the weather started to turn cold.Stepping on the cold floor in socks is a bit stinging.

"Master Cang, do you read history books?"

"I have read both the official history and the unofficial history. The truth and the falsehood are unpredictable."

"Then do you think the official history is credible, or the unofficial history is credible?"

"People's hearts cannot be trusted, so neither can be trusted."

King Huai turned his head to stare at him, and smiled: "It makes sense."

"Master Cang didn't enter the sect, and he didn't see how many immortal grasses and spirit pills he had taken, but he was able to cultivate to such an extent. He is really a genius."

Cang Doushan vaguely felt that King Huai's invitation was very meaningful.No, or it could be said that he had deep meaning from the very beginning. His repeated torture and testing of his Dao before just showed that there was a ghost in King Huai's gourd. Could it be because he had noticed something?

"I don't know what kind of exercise everyone is practicing?"

Cang Doushan replied stiffly: "No comment."

King Huai Tiao calmly smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, this king will know."

Cang Dou Shan's heart raised his throat, his face remained calm: "Oh?"

King Huai walked forward: "Everyone please come with me."

King Huai went up to the third floor, walked to a bookshelf against the wall, and took down four books from left to right. The bookshelves were divided into two parts, and suddenly a brightly lit secret passage appeared. .”

Cangdoushan shivered violently.

Xihe recorded the breath of the scroll.

He had taken the book from the god statue countless times. He had read the heart scroll until tears flowed down his face, and his soul was so painful that he couldn't enter meditation practice normally, and it was like this for several days in a row.He also used mind scrolls as a weapon, and knocked the enemy unconscious with a single stroke. Afterwards, he was severely punished by his master and knelt in front of the god statue for three days and three nights.

He had remembered a lot. As the great disciple of the Xin Sect, the aura of Xin Juan had already been engraved into his blood and soul. Even after living for thousands of years, he could still recognize it.

Can't go wrong.

He didn't move, looked at King Huai: "Who are you?"

King Huai bowed slightly to him: "The head of the Heart Gate, you can do it yourself."

Cangdoushan's indescribable turmoil in his heart, he never expected, never expected.The long-dead Xihezong actually still had a little spark left, which was hidden in the temple. He took several deep breaths, trying to restrain his trembling voice: "The disciple of the Xihezong Xinmen, in the previous life, the trumpet wind is like The real person, commonly known as Cangdou Mountain."

"In the past and present lives, stick to your real name. Thank you for your hard work." King Huai bent a little deeper.

"Is the heart scroll inside?"

"Yes."

Candoushan walked into the secret path, walking faster and faster, almost galloping.The aura of Xinjuan became stronger and stronger as he approached step by step, until he saw the statue of God and the book held in the hands of Goddess Xihe, he immediately knelt down and murmured: "Xihe will live forever."

The idol is covered with scars from burning and knives, while the face of the goddess is as gentle as before, and she still maintains the strange power of soothing people's hearts through the torrent of time.

Nothing could make him happier than this moment, and he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

Standing behind him, King Huai smiled meaningfully: "Master Cang, you don't need to be so excited. In the future, you will have a chance to read your heart. I invite you to come today, not only to reveal your identity, but also a major event related to the country."

Cang Doushan raised his head, wondering: "What's the big deal?"

King Huai sat cross-legged across from him: "Can you see the wound on the statue?"

Cang Doushan nodded, not knowing why.King Huai went on to say: "The founding emperor of the Dajing Dynasty was a disciple of Xihe Zong's Xinmen. Gaozu was just a young disciple at Xinmen, and his family name was unknown. When the door was broken, he quietly escaped with the idol and heart scroll. Afterwards, he fought in all directions and established the Dajing Dynasty with all his efforts..."

King Huai was eloquent, and Cangdoushan became more and more fascinated the more he listened. He listened calmly and did not interrupt. When he finished talking about the glorious deeds of Emperor Dajing, he hesitated and asked: "Do you want me?" How to do it?"

King Huai solemnly said: "Save the common people and the country!"

Cang Doushan asked back: "How to save?"

King Huai said: "Of course, it is to use the power of Xinjuan to integrate the luck of the artifact and the fortune of the country, so that the luck of the Dajing Dynasty will continue and the country will last forever."

"It's just that this method requires a person who has a very deep understanding of heart scrolls as a medium for the transfer of luck. I am ashamed that I, the sect master, have studied for many years, and I can only read a few dozen pages. On the day of the green wild banquet, I noticed It turns out that everyone has a similar aura to my practice, and they know a lot about the puppet master. You must know that there are not many people in Xianmen who know the existence of the puppet master. At that time, I had doubts, so I invite you to come to the library to test it out. The words are offensive, please don’t mind.”

Cang Doushan nodded: "It doesn't matter. In fact, my realm is also very shallow. I have only read more than thirty pages. It is really not profound, and my cultivation is even more average. The method of crossing the Qi mentioned by the prince is shocking. I don't know how successful it is." grasp? How to operate specifically? "

King Huai said: "I have devoted myself to studying this for many years, and have done many experiments on it. In the end, all the results have proved to be effective. You can rest assured, sir. Moreover, as a medium for crossing Qi, you can indirectly receive the power of the divine weapon and the blessing of the national fortune. , live the same life as the sky. At that time, you will be Dajing's national teacher, under one person, and above tens of thousands, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Cangdoushan looked at him quietly: "Which one is under?"

King Huai said, "Of course the emperor."

Cang Doushan said: "There is one thing I can't understand."

King Huai's face froze slightly: "Just say it."

"Are you sure that the Sheji Altar is connected with the luck of the artifact, so that Dajing can really live forever?"

"Definitely!" King Huai said decisively.

Cang Doushan said: "My Xihezong, the establishment of the sect is basically the artifact Xihelu, which once collected three thousand pieces of white cloud bowls, and the clan's power spread all over the world. When the Yu Dynasty fell, it would inevitably be destroyed. But even if it is about to collapse, Xi Hezong never made any plans on the divine weapon, and wanted to use the divine weapon to continue his life. Birth, old age, sickness and death, the alternation of rise and fall, is inevitable."

"If King Huai really cares about the common people in the world, he should love the people like his son and help refugees, instead of trying to think of heresy ways."

He got up and said: "It's not speculative to say more than half a sentence. Forgive Cang for his lack of talent and learning, and he is unable to take on this great task." He got up and left.

King Huai's face was livid, and he growled lowly: "Stop! Do you think you can escape today?"

Cang Doushan said casually, "I have to go to the Princess Mansion tomorrow, and I might go to the Zhao family's wedding in a few days. I don't think the lord will tear himself apart with them for me as a pawn, right?"

King Huai choked, thinking about it carefully, he realized that what he said was quite reasonable, but he was unwilling to let him go so easily, his eyes popped out of anger.

Cang Doushan took a few steps, and suddenly stopped: "My lord, the history you mentioned is your family history, which is as unreliable as unreliable history, even worse than that."

He didn't look back, rushed out of the library in one breath, and hurried back to Huxianju.After closing the door, the right eyelid kept twitching.

Weisheng just came out after washing the dishes, and was stunned when he saw Cangdoushan come back: "Oh, you're back so early? Didn't you say we'll chat for a long time?"

"Stop talking." Cangdoushan was restless, "Weisheng, let's pack up our things and get ready to run."

Weisheng's eyes popped out: "What? Are you going to run again?"

"Dongkang is not peaceful anymore." Cang Doushan sat down and sighed.

After rejecting a King Huai, there will be another Mingru tomorrow, why don't we run away immediately?After much deliberation, he still gave up, firstly, there was not enough time, and secondly, he was blocking King Huai with the help of Princess Mingru, if he didn't go, it might bring disaster again.Neither side can be offended, if you go to seek refuge with Zhao Wuya...

No, it would be difficult for Hu to do it, and he couldn't open his mouth.Moreover, the Zhao family had too deep a bond with the court, maybe this big tree would fall down at any time, Xi Hezong is a living example.

So I can only run away.

He turned around in the hall with his hands behind his back.The heart scroll is in the hands of King Huai, the sky scroll is with Chao Tianque, only the earth scroll is missing.He doesn't have the ability to break into Chaotianque, but Xinjuan can try.

At least before running away, he must get the scroll back.

To have the heart scroll in the hands of King Huai is to defile the divine weapon.