Master Zhao at the foot of Mount Qingcheng

The Demon Sect was wiped out on the surface, and Zhao Xuan was in the limelight in the world, but since he returned to the Qingcheng Sect, he who was talked about by others had never been out of the house except to practice martial arts.

Chu Zhongke once asked him that he has been living in a corner of Qingcheng since he was a child, don't he want to visit the Central Plains again?

Zhao Xuan just replied lazily: "No, this world is too disappointing."

Heisha passed by and left a sentence: "With your temperament, the Jianghu of six or seventy years ago is more suitable for you."

It's really hard to say what the world was like six or seventy years ago. After all, Zhao Xuan didn't live in that era, and he just smelled some bloody smell from the memories of the old people in the teaching school.

However, over the years, those who experienced the troubled times in the Qingcheng Sect have also left one after another. In a few years, there will be fewer and fewer people who understand this past.

Zhao Xuan also asked them when they were young: "Does the Mausoleum of the National Teacher really exist?"

"Of course there is, otherwise we wouldn't have been looking for it for so many years." Chu Zhongke stroked Zhao Xuan's little head, "When your great-grandfather was appointed a national teacher, he asked the emperor for the best craftsman at that time to build it for himself. As for the mausoleum, the emperor will naturally leave it to him. But your great-grandfather has a lot of eyes, and no one knows where it was built except himself and the craftsmen."

Zhao Xuan was young and mature, and asked, "Then why didn't the great-grandfather tell his family?"

"Stupid child, your great-grandfather is dead, how could the emperor let his family go? Your great-grandfather did this to protect them, and at the same time protect us who are desperate and tired of the world, so that everyone can get together." Chu Chu Zhongke smiled slightly and continued to narrate, "Later, the craftsman never appeared again. After your great-grandfather suffered a serious illness, he had a premonition that the end of life was approaching, so he left a book and left... This man, even if he is a sick child, we can't stand him. He said He put his whole life's effort "Mandate of Heaven" in his tomb, and when the dynasty changes in the future, he will have the opportunity to bring him back."

"What's the matter?" Chu Zhongke asked when he found Zhao Xuan thoughtful while talking.

"Naughty." Zhao Xuan said seriously, "Grandpa Zeng is very naughty."

These words made Chu Zhongke laugh: "Indeed, your grandpa Zeng is naughty and loves to play tricks on people. Grandpa and grandma were all played around by your grandpa when they were young."

Back then, Chu Zhongke's words were still imprinted in Zhao Xuan's mind. Zhao Xuan was half lying on the big tree in the yard thinking about it, but was pulled back to his thoughts by Tang Feng's deliberately aggravated footsteps.

Tang Feng smiled all over his face, that smile was a little heavier than usual, and he knew that nothing good was happening at a glance.

Zhao Xuan jumped down from the tree: "What's the matter, you're laughing like this."

"Here's a guest. It is said that the man came to Qingcheng from a long distance to teach marriage proposal."

"Hey, this is a girl from my teaching, and she came all the way here." Zhao Xuan happened to be fine, so he raised his foot and walked outside, "Where is the person? I'll go see her."

Tang Feng held him back: "Wait, don't worry, you don't want to hear who he proposed marriage to?"

"I'll listen to what you say."

Tang Feng held back his laughter, cleared his throat, and said with a straight voice, "Zhao Xuan."

Zhao Xuan: "..." Who?

Tang Feng shook his fan: "There is no second Zhao Xuan in our school."

The expression on Zhao Xuan's face was a bit distorted: "The person you are talking about can't be the one whose surname is Lin and whose name is Chaoyu. His father is the Duke of the State, right?"

"It's him. You said that this scholar is so cute. You are so serious. You are a man and you dare to do it. If you didn't even bring the dowry, I would have thought he was here to ask for a beating. But it is worthy of being the Duke's family." It's a big deal." Tang Feng said "tsk tsk" twice, "There are so many large carts, and it's not easy to pull them all the way. Oh, and, Madam got the news before I did, and has already invited people to her place. "

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, one head and two big ones, rushed towards his own mother.

Tang Feng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. He thought how he could miss such an interesting event, so he quickly chased after it.

From a long distance, Zhao Xuan saw Mrs. Yin who was drinking tea in the pavilion.

Mrs. Yin is nearly [-] years old, but she still has a charm, and she can't hide her extravagance and demeanor without wearing makeup.

Zhao Xuan lightly flew to the other side: "Mother, where is Lin Chaoyu?"

Madam Yin calmed down and said, "Let's go."

Zhao Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, sat opposite Mrs. Yin, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Really... What do you think is going on in this man's mind?"

"You also pack up and go to the capital, let Feng'er go with you." Mrs. Yin smiled slightly at Zhao Xuan's questioning eyes, "Go and get married."

"Pfft." Zhao Xuan couldn't hold back and spit out Mrs. Chao Yin who just drank.

Madam Yin quickly pulled out her handkerchief to block all the tea, pinched a corner and threw it to Zhao Xuan: "Wash and dry before returning it to me."

"Mother." Zhao Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Are you crazy?"

"What are you afraid of? Why would you really marry me?" Mrs. Yin handed a letter to Zhao Xuan, her expression gradually becoming serious, "A letter from the palace."

Zhao Xuan read it at a glance, and frowned: "The emperor wants to cooperate with us? How does he know our relationship with the National Teacher's Mausoleum?"

Mrs. Yin shook her head: "A hundred secrets will eventually have an omission, and I don't know how he learned about it. But I still owe him a favor. Now the National Teacher's Mausoleum is known all over the world. If someone else finds it, the country may be shaken. It is reasonable for the king of a country to want to move the mausoleum of the national teacher. After all, we are also people in the rivers and lakes, and we should want to use our influence in the rivers and lakes."

Mrs. Yin continued: "Besides, on the contrary, it is a good thing for us to rely on the power of the imperial court. After all, people in the Jianghu are now looking for its traces, and His Majesty also indicated that they have some clues. Qingcheng Sect can no longer appear in the Jianghu. With the reason of this marriage contract, it happens that we can secretly cooperate with the imperial court, and it will be easy for you to do things in the Duke's Mansion."

Mrs. Yin continued: "Remember, the royal family should never be completely trusted. If there is any emergency, you can ask the Duke's Madam for help. She will definitely help you."

Madam Yin frowned, as if she had some concerns, she only emphasized the word "madam".

Zhao Xuan frowned: "Mother, that's the reason, but no matter how you look at it, Lin Chaoyu is a man."

"Naturally, others know that the second son of the Duke's Mansion is a man, but they don't know whether the second son's marriage partner is a man or a woman."

Zhao Xuan: "..."

Zhao Xuan pointed at herself, unbelievable, the volume suddenly increased: "You let me pretend to be a woman?!"

Madam Yin was very calm: "Why did the Second Young Master come here even though he knew you were a man? This must be His Majesty's intention."

Zhao Xuan is not stupid, he realized it after a while, and the twists and turns behind his back gradually calmed him down, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the matter of pretending to be a woman: "In order to ensure the absolute cooperation of the Qingcheng Sect, the emperor wants to Use me as a bargaining chip?"

Under the eyes of the emperor, even if you want to betray the water, you have to weigh yourself first.The Qingcheng Sect was not interested in treasures. In the final analysis, what the emperor was afraid of taking away from them was the so-called "Mandate of Heaven".

Mrs. Yin sighed: "If he has a conscience, he should not harm you, but be careful in everything. Just because he is going to detain you in the capital this time, His Majesty and I have already had a rift in our hearts. People with high positions always make people guess." I don't know what he is thinking. If you have a chance to go to Beijing this time, please greet him for me."

"I understand, but ah." Zhao Xuan held his forehead, "Have you ever seen a tall and burly woman like me?"

"You can't see your face when you cover your head. At most, outsiders will say that Second Young Master Lin's newly married daughter-in-law is stronger...Pfft."

Zhao Xuan: "..."

Mrs. Yin is worthy of being her own mother, she covered her mouth and smiled while talking.

At any rate, Mrs. Yin was born and raised by Mrs. Yin herself, and she knows each other best. Before Zhao Xuan lost her temper, she suddenly sighed and said rather melancholy: "Mother can't step into the Central Plains, and the goal of the person who killed your father must be The Mausoleum of the National Teacher must be extremely dangerous this time, mother only hopes that you will be more careful and return safely."

Having said all that, Zhao Xuan dared not lose his temper now, so he had no choice but to acquiesce and accept the fact that he was going to "marry out".

Tang Feng had been eavesdropping all the time, but now he was overjoyed, and smiled at Zhao Xuan all the way: "My new script has been conceived, let me tell you. Scholar was originally from a wealthy and talented family, so he could have passed the exam. Fame, but insisted on wandering the rivers and lakes, met a male vixen on the way, in order to absorb the spirit of the scholar, the male vixen decided to disguise himself as a woman to seduce the scholar, but the two got married by accident, the vixen showed his true form on the wedding night , who knows that the scholar is not afraid at all, but he knows that his wife is a demon and a leader. If you want to ask why, it is all love..."

Zhao Xuan almost put the knife on the opponent's neck: "If you dare to write a word, I will melt one of the hidden weapons in your room."

Tang Feng grinned: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't take my baby for a while."

When the other party felt dizzy and walked back to his yard again, Tang Feng shook his head and went to his own room, muttering: "Anyway, you don't know if I really wrote it. Scholar and vixen, if you think about it, you will definitely sell it." Very well."

Zhao Xuan was absent-minded, but what was on his mind was not the annoying matter of "marrying", but the last words Mrs. Yin said to him in the pavilion: "So many years have passed, things have changed, and when you arrive in the capital, don't trust anyone. Even if it is the Duke’s Mansion. Also, beware of the Qinglin Guard, it is a sharp knife in the hands of the emperor since the founding of the country, and the officials are afraid of it, and it penetrates everywhere."

Even if Zhao Xuan lived in a place far away from court disputes since he was a child, he had heard about Qinglin Guards. They only obeyed the emperor's orders and had such great power that no one dared to provoke them except the emperor, but they never appeared in Ming Dynasty. On the surface, all actions are in the dark, so far people have no way to figure it out.

Perhaps from a certain day, Qinglinwei has been watching you secretly.

Zhao Xuan seemed to have remembered something, couldn't help reaching out and touching his back, where there was a scar under the clothes.What was the name of the boy who was trapped in the mountain with me when I was a child?

It seems to be also called Qinglin.

That's all, there is a huge crowd, see you later if you are destined.