Linque

The next day, March [-]th, spring hunting in Shanglinyuan.

However, only two of the three brothers from Lishan came. Ye Shuli confessed that Yuqian Mo drank a little wine last night, was greedy for the cold and suffered from the wind, and felt a little unwell this morning, so he couldn't come.

Ling Ye raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard the words, and said a few words of concern, his expression didn't seem to be displeased.Ye Shuli felt relieved and entered the venue to take his seat.

Every year when princes from all over the world and heads of aristocratic families gather in the imperial capital to report on their duties, the spring search held in Shanglin Garden every year after the beginning of spring will be moved to March [-], the day after the banquet in Zichen Palace.

There is a difference between Chunsou and Chunhun, but there are some differences.

The match on March [-]th is held every three years. Although the name has the word "hunting" on it, the main event is the serious discussion of martial arts between the children of the top aristocratic families in Kyushu.Martial arts established the country, and the military power was the heaviest. All the troops in Kyushu belonged to the imperial court, but in the territory of the sixteenth family, the imperial court did not set up a magistrate, and each family was in charge of collecting taxes.This limited autonomy comes from the national law, but how much can be used, whether or not the emperor sends someone to "assistant" depends on the prestige and strength of each family.

Therefore, although the Spring Hunting and Discussion of Martial Arts is just a matter of point, but in front of all the family heads, no one will not go all out.This year, for the first time, there are two Mahayana realms. Naturally, no one dares to take chances, and every move is a real skill.

The aristocratic family had discussed martial arts for more than half, and Cangwu Martial Venerable Fang Hongzhen suddenly opened his mouth, his deep and sharp eyes fell on Gu Yanshi, the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo, who was facing him, but there was a kind smile on his face: "I heard that General Gu He is famous and has reached the peak of Guiyi, maybe in a few years, Kyushu will have another Mahayana, who is the most outstanding in this generation, come, let me see."

All eyes fell on Gu Yanshi who was sitting upright.

Fang Hongzhen said this in the tone of an elder giving advice to a younger generation, and Gu Yanshi had no room to refuse.But the Gu family in the northern border is the son and mother family of the emperor. Gu Yanshi's battle cannot be compared with ordinary juniors who are educated.But between Guiyi and Mahayana is an insurmountable moat, Gu Yanshi will definitely lose, and he has no power to fight back——

Fang Hongzhen was in front of all the patriarchs of the aristocratic family, trying to show the face of the emperor.He is already a tacit supporter of respecting the king. When he took down Gu Yan effortlessly, he told everyone that who is the sword and who is the fish, and it is a silent deterrent and threat to every important minister around the emperor. .

Yan Zhefei, the master of Qianyong Realm who was sitting at the side, didn't say a word, just lowered his head and played with the short sword in his hand, as if he stayed out of the matter.

Gu Yanshi, who was at the center of the crowd, stood up with his sword in his hand, but suddenly he heard a voice from the inner force of someone coming from the gate of Shanglin Garden: "Wu Zun also said, after all, General Gu is at the peak of returning to Yi, so talk to Wu Zun." I'm afraid Wu Lai is nothing to look at, and it won't be too late for you to give him advice when he enters the Mahayana in the future. I am also a junior, why don't I ask Wu Zun for advice today on behalf of Gu Shizi."

The visitor held a jade card of a lonely city as a guide, and the guards let him go.

Ye Shuli and Ye Xinghui both stood up when the voices arrived before the people arrived.

The visitor wore a bamboo veil on his head, half of his face was covered with a mask, and he only wore a simple plain robe.

Ye Shuli and Ye Xinghui bowed to the visitor: "Elder brother."

The king and concubine of Lishan Mountain have no moon.

The entire Shanglin Garden was instantly silent.

Fang Hongzhen and Yan Zhefei were the only Mahayana people who invited Mingzhi to enter the imperial capital before, but they didn't want to, but now there is another one.

Ji Wuyue smiled lightly, and bowed calmly to the first emperor, as if deliberately lowering her voice, her voice was slightly hoarse: "Lishan, Ji Wuyue, came today uninvited, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Ling Ye was noncommittal, "Mr. Lishandong?"

"Yes." Ji Wuyue nodded, turned her head and glanced in the direction of the two juniors, Xinghui's portable sword was pulled by an invisible force during this glance, flew over in the air, and was picked up by Ji Wuyue Hold it firmly in your hand.

This scene came into the eyes of Ling Ye and Yan Zhefei. The former slightly bent his lips, while the latter's eyes darkened slightly.

Ji Wuyue looked sideways at Fang Hongzhen: "What do you think Wu Zun wants?" When he learned that Fang Hongzhen was coming to the imperial capital, Chu Heng wrote a secret letter of request in the name of Dongjun and put it in front of the imperial court. This old man was uneasy and kind with King Jing, now it seems that he wrote it right.

Fang Hongzhen glanced at King Jing's place, his face was a little ugly - he couldn't figure out the bottom line of Lord Lishandong at all.

Ji Wuyue is the most mysterious of the five original Mahayana realms in Kyushu. A few years ago, a little-known Dong Jun suddenly appeared in Lishan Mountain. No one knew who he was, let alone his strength. How deep is it, but the immortal Nine Turns Sword Formation and the boundless sword intent of the rainbow penetrating the sky in the skyline of Lishan Mountain and Broken Sea are his handwriting.

Facing Dongjun, Fang Hongzhen was not sure of victory.

However, Ji Wuyue sword was already in his hand at this time, not to mention that he himself was the first to mention the topic of martial arts, and it was hard to ride a tiger.

Fang Hongzhen had no choice but to get up with a knife, Ji Wuyue made a "please" gesture to him, and praised Fang Hongzhen high in words and deeds, as a gesture of a junior asking for advice.

Ji Wuyue was half a step behind him, and the two walked to the Martial Arts Arena a few feet away, facing each other for a while with swords in hand.Fang Hongzhen drew his sheath coldly, and the light of the sword swept away. He is worthy of being the strongest martial artist who has been respected for many years.

In the discussion of martial arts between the great masters who have reached the realm of transformation, others can only look at the doorway, and everyone can't help but sweat secretly for Lishan Dongjun.

Yan Zhefei, the lord of Qianyong Realm, suddenly laughed lightly.

Ji Wuyue raised her hand to hold the sword flower casually, the sword energy was as thin as a cicada's wing, condensed into a thin line, almost nothing.

The sword, light and sword energy collided in the air, quietly and silently, and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before, not even a bird in Shanglinyuan was disturbed.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

In just one move, the two on the stage withdrew their soldiers and returned their sheaths at the same time, and faced each other silently for a moment. Fang Hongzhen stared complicatedly at Lishan Dongjun who couldn't see his true face in front of him, and said slowly: "Young people are awesome."

Ji Wuyue flicked her sleeves, and said indifferently: "Wu Zun, thank you."

The two returned side by side. No one could see the result of the martial arts discussion except for the three Mahayanas present. Only Fang Hongzhen knew that a bloodstain that was not deep and not shallow on his palm was stinging slightly, and it also silently reminded him——

It's time to be lucky.

This game does not belong to King Jing.

Ji Wuyue bowed to the emperor again before entering the table and returning to his seat.

All the family heads looked at him, and then took aim at the emperor, feeling shocked and complicated in their hearts.Ji Wuyue can be regarded as their "acquaintance", who can forget that two years ago he helped the emperor's shadow guards raid Qiannuolou?If it was still possible to say that Dong Jun was trying to make his younger brother Chu Heng, who is not favored by His Majesty, feel better, then this time Dong Jun went to Shanglin Garden to make a rescue, it is impossible for the sake of the imperial servant Mo who has already risen. up.Coupled with Ye Xinghui, the young master of Lishan Mountain who joined the Wuying Temple last year and has been involved in family disputes for several times, any fool can feel that Lishan Mountain is beginning to have a bias. It is uncertain how close he can get to the emperor, but it must be far away. Respect the king.

……

The aristocratic discussion on martial arts ended peacefully amidst everyone's self-deliberation.

Shanglin Yuanchun's "hunting" has just really begun.

During the discussion on martial arts, the tense strings were loosened, and most of the patriarchs and young children entered the hunting ground, even Yan Zhefei and Fang Hongzhen were no exception.

Su Lang came over to call Xinghui and the others. Dongjun had something in his heart and didn't intend to enter the venue, but Ye Shuli didn't think he was "bright", so he followed.

After entering the hunting ground, Xinghui wanted to catch a rabbit and raise it for play, but Ye Shuli, a non-human being, made trouble by the side. After half an hour passed, he didn't even touch a rabbit's fur. The two brothers were bickering. Su Lang pulled the side frame, and saw a group of people running on horseback, the leader happened to be their acquaintance.

Ye Shuli looked over from the side, raised his lips, and said with a smile, "You're fine, Xiao Xiao."

The person being called was fine, and Xinghui, who was next to him, was speechless when he heard the words, thinking what kind of ridiculous name was this, Xiao Gaomin could bear it?

The son of the world really endured, although he didn't respond, he didn't refute.

So Ye Shuli stepped forward immediately, stood side by side with Xiao Gaomin, turned his head to the side, he was still smiling, and shouted again: "Go, I'll take you to catch the rabbit—Xiao Xiao."

After saying that, he waved his horsewhip and went straight forward, confident that Xiao Gaomin would come.

……

At that time outside the hunting ground, Ji Wuyue was leaning against the desk. He had no interest in hunting, but he was worried about what might happen again, so he couldn't leave at ease for a while. He took a teacup and lowered his eyes to play with it, thinking about the past few days. Seeing Yan Zhefei, the master of Qianyong realm, his thoughts flew out of the sky.

Even Ling Ye, who had changed into normal clothes, walked behind him without noticing.

Ling Ye stared at the person in front of him who was clearly familiar but deliberately unfamiliar, remembering the two kisses he hesitated last night, wanting to say but dared not to say, the longer he kept some things hidden, the less courageous he was to confess and speak.

It's better to come by yourself, Ling Ye smiled slightly, looking at this Mahayana who had no defense against him and hadn't noticed him behind him until now, he called softly, seemingly unintentionally: "Chu Heng."

Without any hesitation, as soon as the familiar and intimate voice hit her ears, Junji Wuyue of Lishan Mountain turned her head subconsciously.

By the time he realized it was already too late, his pupils suddenly dilated, and they crashed into a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.

Chu Heng froze all over.

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, rolled around his feet, and hit the corner of the table with a "boom", like his heartbeat.

Chu Heng thought a lot at this moment, His Majesty knew, what would he think, how angry would he be... through the mask and bamboo hat, His Majesty could not see his eyes clearly, nor could he see his face, Obviously it can be denied, but Chu Heng couldn't say a word, he was at a loss, his heart was flustered, and he seemed to jump out.

He wanted to leave subconsciously, almost fleeing.

However, Ling Ye saw through his thoughts at a glance, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he uttered two words lightly: "You dare."

The expression was idle, and the words were clearly threatening, but the voice didn't even have half a trace of imperial majesty, and the warm voice was smiling, like whispering in Chu Heng's ear between the beds.

Chu Heng was just fixed in place like this, as if roots had taken root under his feet, and he couldn't move a step.

Ling Ye didn't move his expression, and didn't speak anymore, just looked away at Chu Heng who didn't dare to look at him, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Chu Heng lowered his head slightly, but he clearly felt that His Majesty's gaze was on the bamboo hat that covered his face, almost piercing through his mask.He knew that Ling Ye was waiting for him to admit, for him to explain, and even for him to take off the hat that covered his face.But his fingers trembled, his mind went blank, and he didn't even dare to meet His Majesty's eyes.

I always want to find the right time, but the longer some things are delayed, the less time I can find, and even when things come to an end, I don’t have the courage to face them directly.

The silence is as long as 100 years.

In the end, the one who broke the silence was Zhong Shumen's Canzheng, who walked over quickly, and saw that His Majesty and Lord Lishandong seemed to be talking about something, and stopped a foot away, hesitating.

Out of the corner of Ling Ye's eyes, Ling Ye caught a glimpse, and then glanced at Chu Heng, who was in a daze in front of him. He waved for people to come forward.

Only then did Chu Heng come back to his senses, his thoughts froze completely, he turned around and walked away, his steps were chaotic, his figure was obviously flustered, and he couldn't care less about the etiquette of Ci Jun in front of outsiders.

Participating in politics was confused for a while, and almost thought that it was because he interrupted the conversation between the two of them, so he couldn't help being a little panicked.

Ling Ye stared at the receding figure, his eyes were as dark as ink, he waved his hand, and casually said to the attendant, "It's okay."

How dare you run?

It's time to lock up.