The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 36: 1 The Secret of Mao Zhai
The wind in early spring brought mist into the mountain dwelling.
The cheers came from the mountains in the distance.
Compared with the bustle of other places, the quiet here is depressing.
Zuo Rusui thought this matter has nothing to do with me, don’t look at me.
Thinking about these words, Xi Yiyun turned around, looked at him and asked: “Actually, I never understand, is this the meaning of Shenmofeng or Qingshan?”
Zuo Rusui raised his head and glanced at Gu Qing, thinking that what did you mean by calling me?
Then he remembered the relationship between Master and Jing Jiu again, his eyelids drooped, and he said with no energy, “What’s the difference?”
Xi Yiyun said: “Then I can only see off the guests.”
Let the fox demon’s son be the emperor. It seems to the scholars in Yimaozhai that this is something that can’t be discussed at all.
“We are younger disciples, so we are not qualified to talk about these things, just talk casually, just…”
Gu Qing said with a smile: “Mr. Xi, can you help introduce the Prime Minister?
“I haven’t met Brother Cen.”
Xi Yiyun said with a cold expression: “A disciple of Yimaozhai, before he enters the court, he will never interfere in the affairs of the court.”
The prime minister, Cen, once studied in Yimaozhai, and in a sense, he is indeed his brother.
Gu Qing said: “Misunderstanding, it’s a private matter.”
Xi Yiyun said: “That’s even more helpless.”
Gu Qing said with a smile: “Well then, your school recently has a new disciple named He Xiaoliu, can you let me take him to meet an elder?”
Xi Yiyun took a deep look at him, and walked out without saying anything.
It didn’t take long for a young scholar to come to the room.
Zuo Rusui’s drooping eyelids lifted up, and he almost laughed out of surprise when he saw the dark face and the uncoordinated gown.
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In Chaoge City, it is forbidden for practitioners to control swords at will. Qingtiansi arranged a chariot for the three immortals. Confirming that there is no one around the car, Zhuo Rusui finally couldn’t help but speak, and looked at the young scholar and said, “Are you planning to go through all the sects in the world? Then when will you go to Shuiyue’an as a nun?” /
This young scholar who wears a long gown but still looks like a farmer is naturally Liu Shisui.
According to the truth, he should still be locked in the Qingshan Sword Prison, but in fact, the whole Qingshan knows that he has been released long ago.
No matter how angry Fang Jingtian is, there is no way. Regardless of Tianguangfeng, Yuan Qijing disagrees, who can go to sword prison to confirm that he is still alive?
Although Zhuo Rusui’s words are mocking, they are not wrong. After Liu Shisui left Qingshan, he went to Bulaolin, learned the swordsmanship of the Xihai Sword School, and listened to the scriptures of Guocheng Temple for many years. Now he went to Yimaozhai to study again. This is an unimaginable experience.
Liu Shisui ignored him and looked at Gu Qing and asked, “What does the son do in Chaoge City?”
Gu Qing knew that he wanted to ask more than that, and he was also very concerned about Jing Jiu’s current situation.
They all know that Jing Jiu never talks about things like this, so Gu Qing has to say it.
The housekeeper of Shenmofeng is really busy. Although Jing Jiu decided to go to Yimaozhai by Liu Shisui, all the specific arrangements, including the finishing work of the vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple, are He did it. Even the inn where Xiao He was at the entrance of the Qianli Wind Corridor was a location he personally chose and a determined plan.
Gu Qing recounted what he knew and could say in the past two years.
Liu Shisui listened carefully, analyzing what he could do.
Zuo Rusui was very boring to hear, rolled his eyes, turned over and started to sleep.
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Qing Tian Jian placed on the shelf quietly, bringing some changes to this seemingly eternal study.
If Zhao Layue and Bai Zao came to this room again, would they look at the mirror?
“Master, it doesn’t make sense over there.”
Gu Qing thought about Xi Yiyun’s previous attitude, and his heart became more serious.
If Yimaozhai cannot be persuaded to change his attitude, there is no hope for this marriage.
“Then just grab it.”
Zuo Rusui said it for granted.
Jing Jiu thought that the reason is the same, but the bride is easy to grab, but the throne is not easy to grab, so he waved to them to do the work first.
Gu Qing took Zhuo Rusui to find a Jingshang, and then went to the Lu Guo Gongfu for discussion. Only Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui were left in the study. After a year or two, he didn’t see each other, and sure enough, there was still no noise. He carefully inspected Liu Shisui’s meridians with his sword knowledge, and confirmed that the conflict of true Qi had been greatly resolved, so he didn’t care more.
Liu Shisui has long been accustomed to such a long-lost reunion, and he took the initiative to report on his experience during this period of time. The situation in Chaoge City is very complicated, and it is clear that Qingshanzong cannot persuade the Zhongzhou faction, so he can only start with Yimaozhai. He hopes he can help. He finally said: “It may be because of the two autographed letters from the head master Zhenren and Chanzi. The Lord Zhai is indeed very dedicated to me. He personally taught me the way of righteousness and solved a lot of hidden dangers in my body.”
Jing Jiu said, “This person is good.”
Liu Shisui hesitated for a while, and said: “It’s just… he seems to have known about that.”
He only talked to Jing Jiu about that matter.
In the old forest, an old scholar Yan from Yimaozhai took good care of him, and he even died in order to save him from Xiwang Sunjian.
When he was dying, the old scholar Yan gave Yimaozhai the treasure of Zhenzhai, Guancheng pen, which had been lost for many years, to him for safekeeping.
With Bu Qiuxiao’s ability and Yi Maozhai’s influence in the court, he must be able to find out something through those cryptic clues.
It is precisely for this reason that Liu Shisui refused to go to Yimaozhai a few years ago, and now it seems that he is still suspected.
“I checked Bu Qiuxiao.”
Jing Jiu remembered Qinger’s evaluation of himself and his answer, and said, “He is a really good person.”
Liu Shisui was silent, thinking that if he was really a good man, why would the old scholar Yan be forced to betray Yimaozhai and hide his name in the old forest.
Jing Jiu continued: “So don’t be afraid, just like I told you last time, just don’t take the initiative to cause trouble.”
Liu Shisui glanced at him cautiously, and said: “This…actually I have found some.”
Jing Jiu looked at him quietly, his expression unchanged, but his mood was really helpless.
Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue are the first people he brought with him in this life, and they are both the most troublesome people. Zhao Layue is better. Now he is more and more like him, only in the retreat at Shenmofeng, but Liu Shisui is really more and more like a senior. No matter what the situation, he is still so enthusiastic, and you can never see Yu Yuer. Character. That is the sect of another family, why do you have to check it? Even if that old scholar is kind to you… well, I should check it out.
“What did you find?” he asked.
Liu Shisui said: “Mr. Yan is a student of the former Zhaizhu. He has a high realm and high reputation. His status in the Zhaili is somewhat like that of the sword lawyer in Qingshan. Decades ago, he suddenly claimed that Buqiu Xiao Shide was at a loss and asked him to abdicate. No matter how other Mr. Zhaizhong persuaded him, he would not give in.”
Jing Jiu asked: “In line with his temperament?”
“Mr. Yan is famous for his stubbornness, and he has a nickname in the fast, called Mr. Niao.”
Liu Shisui thought that even if he went to Bu Lao Lin, he still kept doing good deeds, saying that his stubbornness was really good.
Jing Jiu said: “The result?”
Liu Shisui said: “Bu Qiuxiao naturally did not abdicate and asked him to publicly announce his crimes. As a result… Mr. Yan sneaked away with a Guancheng pen.”
Jing Jiu said: “Worried about being killed?”
Liu Shisui said: “I checked the living records of the Zhaili at that time. At that time, this incident caused a lot of discussion. It was very difficult for Bu Qiuxiao to kill him silently, and as long as he died, people would definitely I would doubt Bu Qiuxiao, no matter how you think he is safe, he should not make such a choice.”
Yan Shusheng took Zhenzhai’s treasure and fled, no one would believe his accusation against Bu Qiuxiao.
Jing Jiu can naturally count the thoughts of the scholars in Yimaozhai at that time, and then asked: “Then?”
Liu Shisui said: “He forcibly passed through the wind corridor of a thousand miles, broke the heart of the saint, was extremely injured, and fell a lot of realm, and then somehow entered the Bulao Lin.”
Jing Jiu said, “You found a lot of things.”
Liu Shisui looked very honest, in fact, he was also very honest, but at the same time he was also a very smart person, especially in those years when he was taken by Xi Wangsun for so long, he naturally knew how to find out. The truth of a matter without being discovered. It’s just a little bit at a loss that he always thought that the scholar Yan Shusheng who had betrayed Yimaozhai was a good man, so Bu Qiuxiao, the master of Yimaozhai, was a deeply hidden hypocrite, but the current results did not seem to be enough to make this. judge.
What secrets did Yan Shusheng master about Bu Qiuxiao, so that he felt that Bu Qiuxiao would rather be suspected and must kill him? If that secret really exists, why did he hide in the Immortal Forest for so many years, and there was no relevant news from Chaotian Continent until he died under the sword of the Western King and Sun?
This is Liu Shisui’s question, and it is also Jing Jiu’s.
He was silent for a while, then suddenly said: “How much can you remember in the daily record?”
Liu Shisui said: “I can only remember this one hundred years.”
The scholars of Yimaozhai cultivate the righteous spirit, cultivate the heart of a saint, and pursue everything that can be said to others. The daily records of the zhaili have always been available for the middle school students to look through at will, but they are not allowed to be spread out.
The daily records are very complete and meticulous. I don’t know how many things have happened in a hundred years. Liu Shisui can record them completely, but he is still a little dissatisfied with himself.
“It’s really less, let’s talk about it first.”
Jing Jiu took the Qingtianjian from the shelf.
Liu Shisui began to memorize the daily life records that began a hundred years ago.
Jing Jiu naturally didn’t have the patience to record and listen to this vast ocean-like daily life. He would make a judgment after hearing only a few words, and tap Qingtianjian to beckon him to skip it.
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“In 1997, the grass house was renovated, and three bundles of ancient bamboo slips were found under the pavilion.”
“In the ninety-fifth year, after the Yuan Dynasty entered the mausoleum, the Lord Zhai took three disciples into the Song City of Chaozhou, and hand-written a song of righteousness to send each other, the Zhongzhou sent the Bai Zhenren…”
“In the 84th year, the wind corridor slumped outside the quiet lake, and the fertile fields of Jidong became disaster. The disciples in the Zhaizhong blocked the water and suffered heavy casualties. The total number…”
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Jing Jiu looked at the sky outside the window, and realized that even if he listened to it, he would have to listen to it for several days before listening. He said to Liu Shisui: “Ten years before Yan Shusheng escaped, no, from Bu Qiuxiao Three years before he was designated as the next chief of the fast, he began to carry it up.”
Liu Shisui thought for a while. It should have happened fifty-four years ago. He said, “Then Lord Zhai was in the grass house and distributed bamboo slips to Zhai middle school students. Bu Qiuxiao alone got ten roots. A lot of dissatisfaction.”
Jing Jiu knocked on Qingtianjian.
Liu Shisui’s voice kept ringing in the study.
Qing Tianjian made a crisp sound from time to time, as if he was playing an accompaniment.
“Forty-nine years ago, Bu Qiuxiao officially became the lord of the fast. He took more than forty scholars to the north and painted symbols in the Shenwei Army for three years.”
“Forty-seven years ago, there was an accident in the Wind Gallery of Thousands of Miles. The High Priest of the Underworld attacked the demon. Bu Qiuxiao was injured in order to save a few mortals. The blood of the demon on the quiet lake was like ink.”
“Forty-five years ago, Yan Shusheng left Yimaozhai with Guan Chengbi.”
“Forty years ago…”
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“Stop, go back to forty-seven years ago.”
Jing Jiu said: “Did it say in the living records that Rumo’s demon blood came from?”
Liu Shisui shook his head and said: “No~IndoMTL.com~ It is only mentioned in the recording that the giant monster is looming in the quiet lake, with a long and slender neck.”
“Twenty-seven years ago, where was Bu Qiuxiao?”
“Host the plum meeting in Chaoge City.”
“That autumn?”
“After Meihui, he traveled in the world for more than 20 days before returning to Yimaozhai.”
Jing Jiu didn’t ask any more, rubbing his fingers on the Qingtianjian lightly, looking at the tea in the cup, not knowing what he was thinking.
Liu Shisui was a little nervous when he knew that the son must have discovered some secrets from these living records.
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(I also have a secret… There was a doctor Jiang Rui in the guest room who lied to Nurse Huang’s feelings, and then Xu Le and the seventh group spent many years in a bitter wind. There was a Jiang Rui in the avenue, who cheated After losing He Zhan’s feelings, he was killed by Zhao’s eunuchs Ling Chizhi. After leaving the Blue Sky Fantasy Realm, he was secretly killed in the snowy field by Se Se. Some readers still have impressions, as I said before, Jiang Rui He is a good friend of mine in reality, and he is really a doctor.
He also has a secret, that is that he actually started to write books again… I especially like to see the great doctor Ling Ran, and recommend him to read it. I didn’t expect that he was on duty every day and he was once again aroused the desire to write. A novel called “Surgery Live Room”, I didn’t expect it to be put on the shelves successfully, and the subscription was good. Even classmate Haitang is chasing it every day. After I went to read it, I found out, hey, I didn’t expect it to be that way. A sense of pride emerges spontaneously.
The medical bridges in this book are definitely not problematic, and some are really wonderful, because he is really a very competent doctor, but he is not a competent friend, because he does not drink alcohol, the story is now It’s getting better and better. Please take a taste. If you’re good, you will be very happy to watch it. )
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