The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 47: Red dust and white snow, I’m asking you trouble

No matter which sect is a practitioner, it is an extremely glorious thing to be a prince's gentleman.

The so-called ignoring the red dust, after all, depends on whether the red dust is red enough.

For big disciples like Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu, it is not too attractive to spend many years of cultivation time in exchange for such glory.

But if it is the teacher of the Emperor, it is of course another matter.

The important thing is that Xiang Wanshu doesn't mean asking for himself.

Gu Qing knew that he had entered the Jingxin Prince's Mansion. There were many speculations about why the Qingshan Sect suddenly participated in royal affairs. The Zhongzhou School, which should be the most vigilant, remained silent. Now I can't help it anymore.

"Shen Mofeng owes Concubine Hu a favor. Your brother Tong Yan knows exactly what is going on."

Gu Qing gave an answer, but didn't say anything.

Naturally, Xiang Wanshu didn't believe it, but there was no way.

No matter how precious a few fruits are, they will not last for long, and the test will not produce results. Naturally, there is no need to continue the conversation, and the two of them say goodbye.

Gu Qing returned to the Jing's house, greeted Jing Shang and others, and returned to the room.

He looked at the snow outside the window, and suddenly remembered the picture of making tea on Shenmo Peak that year, and went to the back garden.

There are a lot of wild cats in the back garden of Jingzhai, naturally because the white ghosts like them.

With it here, Jing Li, who often comes to play, doesn't have to worry about being bitten or scratched by wild cats.

Gu Qing is worried about other issues, such as whether this little nephew of Master will be taught by Master Bai Gui to become a gambler.

"Maybe you are fighting against the master."

He looked at the wall of withered vines with remnants of snow, and said softly: "But children are always innocent."

The withered vine moved slightly, and Can Xue rustled down. Ada Liu walked out of it, covered in snow, making him look fatter.

It looked at Gu Qing without speaking, eyes full of playfulness.

"Mimi, Mimi, I'm back. The snow was too big last night. My husband was worried that the thatched house would be crushed, so he left school in advance."

The happy voice of Jing Li came from outside the garden.

Gu Qing smiled silently, bowed his hand to Liu A as a salute, fluttering slightly, and rushed to the wall.

Jing Li ran into the back garden, her boots brought a lot of snowflakes and her cheeks flushed.

Gu Qing was about to leave, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so he looked at him seriously, and his expression changed slightly.

Jing Li's breathing is very steady, even if she runs so eagerly, and the long breathing has its own rhythm, which faintly fits a certain heaven and earth.

"Yumen Breathing Method?"

Gu Qing was very surprised. He looked at the white cat who was walking into the dry vine with Jing Li, thinking that you are actually teaching this kid to practice?

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Xiang Wanshu returned to the Prince Jingxin's mansion, said a few words about meeting with Gu Qing with Taifu Liang, and went to meditate on his own.

Liang Taifu sat in the study, looking at the falling snow outside the window, thinking for a long time, still wondering what the Qingshan Sect really wants to do.

Suddenly, a courtier came over with a sticker, saying that someone wanted to see the prince.

Tao Fu Liang took the worship post and glanced at it, a little surprised.

Not because of the snow, but because this greeting is cleaner than the snow, without a word, and naturally, it is not signed.

I don’t know how many officials and practitioners want to meet Prince Jingxin. This greeting post is sent to him, and it takes at least three hurdles to pass.

It is certainly not easy to pass those three levels with a blank greeting note and pass it to oneself.

Tao Fu Liang thought for a moment and said, "Bring that person here."

The visitor is a fat man, wearing ordinary clothes. Apart from snow flakes, there are some oil stains on his shoes.

Being able to smile at Taifu Liang and pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, just as Taifu thought, this fat man must not be easy.

Fatty is not a cultivator, and the Prince's Mansion still does not relax his vigilance, study room

There are obvious masters hidden in , and there are figures behind the screen.

These arrangements are not deliberately hidden, the fat man smiled silently, as if he did not know, but just reminded: "The adults think this matter can be heard."

Tao Fu Liang said blankly, "Who are you and what's the matter?"

The fat man said: "I am the shopkeeper and chef of a tavern in Chaoge City. Master Shi Fengchen from the Qingtian Division asked me to do something nine years ago."

Tao Fu Liang raised his brows slightly and said, "Then?"

For him, this time is easy to remember.

Nine years ago, in Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, Zhao Layue, the lord of Qingshan's final peak, was conspired by the Bulaolin Assassin and nearly died.

The fat man said: "The master is worried that the prince will forget this, so let me make a special trip to remind one or two."

Tao Fu Liang was silent for a moment and said: "Evidence?"

"The evidence is naturally there. Shi Fengchen is a particular person, and he did not forget to finish this matter before he died."

The fat man looked at Taifu Liang’s expression and knew what he was thinking, and said: "Those evidence may not make Zhongzhou faction abandon you, but what about Yimaozhai?"

Tao Fu Liang's face is a bit ugly.

Now Prince Jingxin is gaining momentum in the court. In addition to the support of the Zhongzhou faction, the most important thing is that Yimaozhai clearly opposed the succession of the second prince.

In the style of the scholars of Yimaozhai, once it is known that Prince Jing Xin had colluded with Bu Lao Lin... I am afraid that they would rather sit on the throne as a fox!

Finally, the fat man smiled and said the most troublesome problem.

"You should be very clear about the style of the Qingshan School. As long as they believe in this matter, the prince should not talk about succession. I am afraid that they will have to say whether they can live or not."

Tao Fu Liang stared at the fat man's face and said, "You have been wiped out. What is the use of a lonely kid like you?"

The fat man said without fear, "You should know the truth about the iceberg on the sea."

Tao Fu Liang suddenly laughed and said: "I'm curious, who are you listening to now? Xihai? Or is it a sect holding the dossier?"

The fat man said sternly: "We only listen to the above, no matter it is Xihai or whoever, it is always above."

The combination of the bottom and the top is two sides of the same body, and the immortal forest will always exist.

Tao Fu Liang was silent for a long time and said, "What do you want to do?"

The fat man said: "I will notify you then."

Tao Fu Liang said: "One piece."

The fat man said: "Two clears."

Liang Taifu said: "No."

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The figure moved slightly behind the screen, and Prince Jingxin came out.

There is no other hidden master in the study, only him.

Compared with that in the old plum garden, his face was slightly paler, and his nobility and arrogance had been absorbed into his body, and he appeared quite calm.

Jing Xin walked to the opposite of Tai Fu Liang and sat down.

The two are speechless.

The snow fell silent outside the window.

The cold gradually enveloped the study.

I don't know how long it has been, Jing Xin sighed and said, "I haven't done anything wrong in my life, just this one."

Liang Taifu said: "Time is a river~IndoMTL.com~The past has passed, you can only look forward."

Nine years ago, his brother Liang Xingcheng died of a serious illness and became a drop of water in the river of time.

Who would have thought that this matter is not over yet.

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(The title of this chapter...Suddenly returned to Jiangye, the red wall and white snow, if you like it, the romance I wrote when I was young is really beautiful, there are also romance parts in the road to the sky, but the words are not necessarily the love of the red man and the woman. It's between people, between people and cats and dogs, and between bamboo chairs, flowers, trees, and everything in the world. Well, when I didn't say it.)

　　

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