Jianling

On the day when the procession to see off relatives left Huadu, all the people raised their heads and flags fluttered.

After all, Chu Wanzhen, who copied the book, didn't finish copying the unnecessary book. Above the Huanghuang Mingtang, Emperor Wu Sheng kept his word, so the whole country knew about this in-law.

The Forbidden Palace was surprisingly quiet late at night, and the imperial study room was brightly lit, like a lone moon in the long night.

The night wind came suddenly, and the shadows of the candles swayed. After Chu Jingshen finished approving a stack of memorials, the waiter cut the candles for him.

When the lights fell, Chu Jingshen raised his hand and touched the center of his brows, and said, "You guys step back first."

The waiters said yes one after another and exited one by one.

Afterwards, the windows of the imperial study opened and closed, Meng Xing stepped on the sound of the lanterns falling to the ground, closed the windows quietly, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't come here without any harm."

"...you still know to come back?"

Meng Xing poured himself a cup of tea and said with a shy smile, "Brother Huang is waiting for me."

Chu Jingshen glared at him angrily, and seeing the face that resembled the Princess Gong in his memory, he suddenly couldn't get angry, and could only sneer: "I thought you were here to please people."

"Who are you asking for? Is it really late?" Meng Xing smacked his lips and muttered, "Why is it not wine... The marriage is her own decision, right?"

Chu Jingshen said coldly, "I forced you."

"It's just you?" Meng Xing was not surprised at all, and gave him a flat look, as if he finally remembered that the person in front of him was the Ninth Five-Year Lord, reluctantly swallowed a bit of sarcasm, and said sincerely, "That's really a tiger with no dogs. "

Chu Jingshen couldn't understand how his meek and docile cousin would grow up to be so virtuous when he was young. If he had known that this younger brother would have such an annoying mouth, he would have drawn a clear line from childhood and would never associate with this person half a step.

"What about Feng Lin?"

Chu Jingshen finally got the chance, gloated and sneered a few times: "He doesn't want to see you anymore."

Meng Xing waved his hand: "It's all angry words, you can't trust a man's mouth."

Chu Jingshen glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Speaking of which, doesn't Your Majesty want to dominate the world?"

Chu Jingshen rolled his eyes: "I don't have so much free time."

Meng Xing smiled: "Then you are not ready to take all the land from Beiman?"

Chu Jingshen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he picked up a brush and dipped it in ink again, Meng Xingfu asked, "Is it true that Feng Lin didn't see me?"

"..." Chu Jingshen wrote with a pen, and said casually, "Shi Lian left with the princess, he is very busy by himself."

"Where did Shi Lian go?"

Chu Jingshen lowered his eyelashes, Meng Xing didn't get a response, and didn't say much, just smiled: "Then, Brother Huang, can I go?"

"Otherwise I'll pass you a breakfast meal?"

Meng Xing went out of the window, winked at him and said with a smile: "That's unnecessary, I had supper before coming here. Yuan Yuan is still waiting for me at the palace gate, the wind is so strong, what should I do if I catch a cold."

Chu Jingshen snorted and said, "Go away."

Meng Xing's figure only stopped outside the window for a moment, then he raised his hand at the shadow of the candle as a farewell, and then he jumped up and disappeared completely.

A few whispers came from outside the imperial study room. Xu Kai approached a figure. Chu Jingshen put down his brush without raising his head: "You really didn't see him?"

There was a distance of two or three feet between Feng Lin and him, and she slowly shook her head. Chu Jingshen frowned deeply, and changed his words: "It will be a full moon night in a few days, if you don't take the medicine, the pain will not be enough. ?”

"..." Feng Lin avoided talking, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Huanxizong heard that Zhumi is dead."

Chu Jingshen nodded, and asked, "The next one is Pichenmen?"

Feng Lin was silent.

"...Forget it, what is the fuss with the dead. Go on." Chu Jingshen has missed Shi Lian and Chu Wanzhen no less than ten times this day. At least the former obeys him absolutely, while the latter is noisy. It is also simple and easy to understand, unlike Feng Lin and Meng Xing, who are more troubled by each other.

Feng Lin bowed her head and said, "This subordinate will leave."

"Feng Lin," Chu Jingshen said suddenly, "After the Feng family no longer exists, how do you envision it?"

Feng Lin hesitated for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "Using the financial resources of the Feng family and the prestige of the Song family to re-establish the sect, follow the example of the Pichen sect, take the Jianling sword formula as the inheritance, and serve Yan Huansheng as the head teacher."

Chu Jingshen raised his eyes, stared at his calm face, and asked slowly, "What about now?"

"..."

"It really has nothing to do with me." Chu Jingshen closed a memorial and said lightly, "There are many things in this world that have nothing to do with you and me. The more interference, the more chilling the ending will be."

Wen Zhumi is no better than a famous hero in Jianghu, and Huanxizong deliberately suppressed him, so news of his death did not spread for several months.

Even Meng Xing didn't understand the situation until he received Feng Henwan's letter.

Xiao Tongbei didn't want to kill the man without a sword. He shouldn't have shot Wen Zhumi. After all, no one would have expected that the Wen family sister and brother had planned for many years. Feng's fierce letter of challenge forced Xiao Tong to look back sadly.

Meng Xing closed the letter, unable to bear to read more about the past that Feng Henwan had brought down in one stroke.

It's no wonder that so many people don't like to associate with Feng Henwan, after all, no one wants the scandal of their ancestors to be revealed by the other party and forced to emphasize.

——Especially when those things are closely related to one's relatives and have happened to one's side, but one knows nothing about it.

Feng Henwan wrote that Wen Zhumi found someone in the spring, and he would not let him go even if he turned into a ghost.

He has made up a dream for Wen Meixun for decades, and if he hadn't met Feng Henwan, or anyone else, he would never have shattered this dream instantly.

But how fierce should the words of the letter of invitation be?

Feng Henwan didn't say much, he only said that Xiao Shuhua and Meng Lang were involved, which was enough to make Xiao Tongbei's color change.

Since then, Nanke's son, Wen Meixun, has never appeared again.

Occasionally, there were rumors that she was still mad when she returned to Huanxizong, and personally pried open Wen Xu's coffin that had been buried in the earth for more than ten years, scratched Wen Xu's stele with her sword, and even broke the sword in her hand. The signboard on the third floor of Yundu was smashed to pieces.

Her anger has not been subdued in the slightest.

As others have said, Huanxizong cannot produce a normal person.

Wen Meixun, the only one who behaved properly, failed to become the light enough to ignore the darkness that Wen Zhumi expected.

Her sword was broken, and her light was extinguished.

In the next five years, Meng Xing led Shen Zhongxuan to Mingzhou once, and took Xiao Tongbei who was so devoted to guarding the grave of his senior brother, and invited him to a restaurant in the city for a drink, and then rushed to Mingzhou that year. sword trial meeting.

Xiao Tongbei ignored it, and sat upright by the spring, with calm eyes and calm demeanor, just like before.

Meng Xing said: "Brother Xiao, accept your fate, Yu doesn't want to talk to you."

Xiao Tong calmed down sadly, and said lightly: "Wishers will take the bait."

"But you'll starve to death."

Xiao Tongbei ignored him, still focused on looking at the water surface, Meng Xing couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up his sleeves, found a branch, tied it together and forked him a fish: "Brother Xiao, give me a favor, Zuo A glass of wine?"

Xiao Tongbei frowned slightly, and retorted: "It's only delicious if you fish it."

"...Pindao thinks it might not be a matter of fishing or spearfishing."

Shen Zhongxuan tugged on La Mengxing's sleeve, smiled helplessly, and advised him not to say too much, Meng Xing sighed silently and forced himself to shut up.

At the sword test meeting that year, Bi Wuxian still stayed in the mountains to practice grilling fish. Meng Xing really didn't have the patience to accompany him, so he ran away overnight with a heavy hand.

Before leaving, Xiao Tongbei was rather indignant: "If you don't learn it yourself, who will bake it for you in the future?"

Meng Xing pointed to the big apprentice who was smiling wryly beside him as if showing off: "Here, don't come envious."

Xiao Tong let out a sad and cold snort, imitating the tone of Xiao Shuhua scolding him more than 20 years ago, and said harshly: "Trash."

Because of Xiao Tongbei's stubborn, mean and indifferent insults, Meng Xing couldn't help but fight back at him before leaving. Fortunately, Meng Xing is not what he used to be, and Xiao Tongbei also ordered to stop. Sweating profusely, but exhilarating.

Xiao Tongbei boasted sincerely: "Ten years later, you can fight against Xiao."

Meng Xing: "..." He was praised, and nodded with a smile on his face, "Then you have to pray that the poor Taoist ten years from now may not kill."

"But senior Xiao, you really don't plan to go to the rivers and lakes anymore?"

Xiao Tongbei looked at Shen Shenxuan by mistake, shook his head and said, "Yuan Yuan is here, and his nephew is also a Confucian scholar. He just won the election, so Xiao is worried."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the soft rustling of forest leaves. A jade-faced young man in a white gown came stepping on the flowers. He was obviously taken aback when he saw this posture, and hurriedly bowed: "I don't know, gentlemen." Here, what an offense..."

"Poverty and dust, what is your surname?"

The young man was stunned for a while when he saw such a good-looking Taoist priest for the first time, and then he felt something wrong, subconsciously looked at Xiao Tongbei, Xiao Tongbei nodded slightly: "This is Xiao's friend."

The young man felt relieved and said with a smile, "I am Chang Siyuan, a native of Mingzhou."

Meng Xing hooked his apprentice's neck with a smile: "Ah, Chang Juren! I don't want to bother you too much, so I bid farewell!"

Chang Siyuan still didn't fully understand, but he saw the two white clothes were completely spotless, and they disappeared in an instant.

After all, Meng Xing and the others failed to catch up with that year's sword-testing meeting, and only had time to listen to it when the crowd was about to disperse.

Meng Xing got tired of hearing about Feng Henwan, who was astonishing, and Wei Zhiyin, who was a late bloomer, and realized that only Feng Henwan was a familiar face in the top ten this year. This guy just came here to cheat. bastard.

Meng Xing, the newcomer to the seats of Yan Huansheng, Cheng Zijian, and Song Zhubo, didn't know any of them, so he simply didn't know them.

The best thing is that one day, Xiao Tongbei can poison himself to death by grilling fish, then he will call Chu Wanzhen back, and the three of them, master and apprentice, will rule the world.

Suddenly someone said: "Didn't you notice? This year the Song family is at home, but Wu Tiyue's face has always been grim."

"Of course it's not good-looking. His nephews are gone... But the Song family is also considered to be full of talents. Today, that Song Dengyun is very powerful. How can he keep his family down?"

The man said again: "What's the matter with the Feng family? Song Dengyun has long since stopped being with the Song family... The Feng family is also in a downturn. The world has been very strange in recent years. One of the four major sects is not as good as one, and no one cares." No more people."

Meng Xing felt a sudden pain in the hand held by Shen Zhongxuan, subconsciously turned his head to look, Shen Zhongxuan lowered his head, and said: "So he is here too."

"This is also the path he chose. If he gets rid of that kind of father, he will live a happier life." Meng Xing patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "Don't think too much about it."

"One of the four gates is not as good as one, is that Feng Lin's wish now?"

Meng Xing paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Maybe it's everyone's wish. Do you want to see Song Jiu?"

Zhong Xuan didn't say yes or no, and responded with a smile: "Let's go with the flow."

However, until Princess Shunning's class returned to the court, she was granted the title of General Zhengbei, and she was favored and honored countless times.He still failed to meet Song Dengyun naturally.

The people who loved Princess Shunning in the past were even more excited, and they lined the road to welcome Chu Wanzhen. .

She was born with stunning beauty, but now she is wearing the silver armor, the brilliance is shining, the skin that was once delicate and fair has been tanned to a honey color, but the sharpness in her apricot eyes is even more sharp than before, invincible and indomitable.

How can a person born in the scorching sun be destroyed by wind and frost?

She walked all the way, tens of thousands of fans, Wu Shengdi personally came out of the palace to greet her, and took over a general Zhengbei who was looking at him with a gun in his hand. He cried for a long time, and only said: "It's good to come back."

Chu Wanzhen was smiling, turned over and dismounted, and suddenly heard a familiar chuckle when she landed, subconsciously looked back, but only saw a sea of ​​people.

That laugh sounded like Meng Xing, but it was gentler than the Meng Xing she remembered.

If the old man could see her today, would he be happy for her?

Chu Wanzhen shook her head with a smile, interrupting her own thoughts, and suddenly saw a surging crowd, shouting loudly, she waved lightly to the people surrounding her, chatting in response.

I have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and now I thank the world.

Thanks to the mountains and rivers;

Second, thank the old man for his long bosom;

Three thanks to the sun and the moon, the original intention will last forever, so that I will not change my past.

The author has something to say: I have written Jianling for a long time, and I would like to thank you all.

Thanks for reading;

Thank you for your comments;

Three thanks. After half a year, I can see the present.

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