The Path Toward Heaven

The woman's eyebrows and eyes are a little immature, but they are not really small, or born with a childlike face, but the happiness brought about by the world.

Jing Jiu felt that she looked familiar. He recalled that he had met her once last year when he sharpened his sword with demon bones in Jing Zhai. She poured himself a cup of overnight tea that had been brewed for a long time.

Then he thought of more things. The little girl seemed to be the granddaughter of the current prime minister, and she had an affair with Brother Li.

Then she should be regarded as his future niece and daughter-in-law?

These things were a bit complicated and messy, but he quickly finished his thoughts, and thought to himself that this little girl is not very smart, she is really lucky, and unexpectedly met herself again.

It was much easier for the little girl to recognize him. Looking at his face, she cried out in surprise: Uncle! Why are you here?

When she spoke, there were still tears on her face.

Jingjue Temple is a royal Buddhist temple, and it is normal for the prime minister's family to come here, but a little girl like her comes here not to pray, or to confine her feet in disguise.

It was obvious that she was facing a difficult problem in her life.

Just like His Majesty the Emperor is now.

Jing Jiu thought about the attitude of the prime ministers and those officials, and suddenly said, I want to drink tea.

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After leaving Jingjue Temple, Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to Jing's house.

The corners of the eaves of Taichang Temple are covered with dust, and the spring breeze cannot blow it away. There has been no spring rain recently, and there is no magic power to attract people's attention.

Jing Jiu didn't look over there, and didn't press the brick, but asked Gu Qing to knock on the door.

The door was pushed open, revealing a young but steady face.

After seeing Lu Qing, surprise and surprise appeared on that face.

gentlemen!

Jing Li took a rest today, so she just didn't enter the palace.

He was Prince Jing Yao's companion, and was taught by Gu Qing for a long time, so of course he was also Gu Qing's student.

Lu Qing smiled, didn't say anything, and let Jing Jiu behind him come out.

Jing Li was stunned before she woke up, and quickly saluted respectfully, which was obviously different from her attitude towards Gu Qing.

That clear sense of distance doesn't seem to exist between family members.

Jing Jiu was not unhappy, but felt very comfortable, and said, Let your father come over.

According to his usual practice in the past, he would usually not speak at this time, and at most he would hum, but he has understood over the years that not everyone can be like Liu Shisui, Zhao Layue, and Gu Qing, who can accurately understand what they mean with just a look and a movement. For example, Yuanqu is still lacking in this aspect.

Naturally, the furnishings in the study were still the same as before. Jing Jiu subconsciously wanted to take out the bamboo chair and lie down on it, but when he found nothing, he realized that the bamboo chair had been reserved for Xue Ji, so he had to go to the desk and sit down in a stiff posture.

Gu Qing boiled a pot of tea and brought it to him in cups.

Jing Jiu is not good at tea, but after drinking these years, he has a little understanding of the quality of tea. Looking at the clear and not thin tea soup, he thinks that it is indeed much better than that little girl from Brother Li.

Footsteps sounded outside the window, Jing Shang was notified and hurried back from Taichang Temple, walked into the study, and said hello to Jing Jiu with some restraint.

The situation in the snow field has eased, and the Mei Hui will be resumed. The piano battle has ended a few days ago, and today is the chess game. The entire Chaoge City is serving this matter.

The well merchant is an idle job in Taichang Temple, so he is naturally not as busy as the officials of the Qingtian Division, but he still has to stay in the Yamen.

Jing Jiu looked at the graying of his temples, and suddenly said, Back then, I shouldn't have made you win money through the Meihui chess game. How easy it is to just give you a box of gold leaves.

Jingshang was slightly taken aback, wondering why he suddenly talked about something that happened so long ago?

Jing Jiu said, What do you think about Brother Li's marriage?

Jingshang was even more surprised, thinking that you still care about such trivial matters? After thinking for a while, he said, You... what's your opinion?

If you don't object, if Brother Li wants to marry himself, he will naturally marry him.

Jing Jiu said, Gu Qing will handle this matter, and you should follow his arrangements.

Jing Shang looked at Gu Qing with helplessness in his eyes, thinking that Jing Jiu didn't know the troubles hidden behind this matter, so you have to say it.

Gu Qing smiled, invited him out of the study, came to a quiet corner of the back garden, looked into his eyes and said seriously: Prepare a time to go to the prime minister's residence to propose marriage.

Jingshang was completely speechless in shock, wondering what this meant. Gu Qing did not explain, and continued: I heard that the son of Lord Zhan is going to propose marriage in eight days, so we can only go earlier or on the same day. Which day do you think is more suitable?

Since you know that the prime minister's mansion is planning to marry Duke Zhan's mansion, why do you want us to propose marriage?

Jingshang said with a wry smile: As far as I know, the young lady was sent to Jingjue Temple to confine her feet and wait to get married. The attitude of the Prime Minister's Office is very clear.

Lu Qing said: Everything must be fought for.

Jing Shang sighed, and said, Mr. Zhan has a background of the Zhongzhou sect, and he has been very close to Prince Jingxin's mansion these years. I am just an idle official of Taichang Temple, how can I compete with others?

Gu Qing said with a smile: Behind you are Duke Lu, His Majesty, and Qingshan. Anyone who wants to fight is qualified.

Back in the study, Gu Qing talked about Jing Shang's attitude and worries, and found that Jing Jiu was looking in the mirror, not caring about these things at all, so he hesitated to speak.

The relationship between master and the palace is very secret, no one knows the truth until now, but it is always hidden from the eyes of the world. If he forcibly intervenes in the marriage between Brother Li and Miss Chancellor's Mansion this time, it will definitely be regarded by the Zhongzhou faction as His Majesty's attitude and Qingshan's provocation, and I am afraid that many troubles will arise again.

Jing Jiu put down the bronze mirror in his hand and said, If this marriage fails, how can Jing Yao be the prince?

Gu Qing understood what Master meant. If this marriage can be successfully formed, the prime minister's attitude may change, which will affect Yi Mao Zhai's views, at least make those scholars remain neutral, and then in turn affect the officials in the imperial court and Yushitai.

The entire Chaotian Continent knows that the most difficult thing to change in the world is not the mantra of Qingshan, nor the surname of the Zhongzhou School, but the philosophy of those scholars.

I don't understand these things. I only know that if you want to get anything, you should pay the corresponding price. For example, if you want to buy something, you should pay for the gold leaf.

Jing Jiu remembered the first time when he and Zhao Layue left Qingshan, wanted to buy a hat but didn't bring any money, paused, and said, It can also be silver.

Lu Qing listened carefully, as if what the master said was very reasonable, and it was a truth that he had never heard before.

Jing Jiu continued, If you want to convince Yi Mao Zhai, you have to exchange things with them.

Lu Qing couldn't help it anymore, thinking that the truth is indeed the truth, and everyone knows the truth, the question is what can we use to make the scholars in Yimao Zhai change their minds? Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to them, so is power and reputation, even if you take the world to exchange it, it's useless.

In the eyes of those scholars, their persistence is heavier than the world.

As the most outstanding disciple of Shenmo Peak and the future candidate for the head of Qingshan, Gu Qing knew very well that it was meaningless to discuss these issues with his master. In the end, he could only solve them by himself, and said, Should I go to Meihui to have a look?

As the leader of the Righteous Path, Qingshanzong will naturally participate in the Meihui.

Lu Qing wanted to remind him that regarding such a major event as the succession of the throne, it is two completely different concepts for the faction to come forward and Shen Mofeng to come forward alone.

Jing Jiu said, Okay.

Lu Qing said: This time the team is led by Zhuo Rusui, let him come forward?

Zhuo Rusui's seniority is a little bit lower, but he is the closed disciple of Daoist Master, with a special status and enough weight. Jing Jiu admired Zhuo Rusui at the very beginning, and he was even more so after experiencing the illusion of the blue sky. He was very supportive of Gu Qing's proposal, and said, Let him wake up on the day of proposing marriage, and don't sleep.

Gu Qing took the order, and after leaving the study, carefully closed the door.

Jing Jiu picked up the bronze mirror to look at it again, finally confirmed the position, dipped some tea with his right hand, and began to grind it. Still in this study room, today's tea is much better than last year's old tea, and Qingtian Jian is better than that monster bone, so his feeling is naturally better, so he has some free time to chat with others.

Are you going to stay inside and never come out?

The person he was talking to was naturally Qing'er. After he imprisoned Xue Ji in the Sword Prison, Qing'er returned to Qingtian Jian and never came out again.

Jing Jiu went on to say, I promised Tong Yan that I would return the Qingtian Jian to him in a few days. But I always feel a little strange, and I wonder if I should change my mind.

Qing'er flew out of the Qingtian Jian, flapped her transparent wings, looked at him angrily, and said, How can you be so bad?

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said seriously, I think I'm fine.

Gu Qing walked to the back garden, thinking about his task, feeling very heavy, and then thinking of Master's attitude of ignoring everything, he couldn't help feeling envious, thinking that practitioners should be like Master, no matter how high or low they are, whether they are standing, sitting or lying down, they should live like a fairy, but it's a pity that they can't learn it.

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The leafy and flowery high platform of Xinmei Garden is hidden in the clouds and mist, looking like a fairyland, but there are no people today.

All the people who participated in the Meihui went to Qipanshan to watch the chess game. Gu Qing didn't go, anyway, it was Que Niang who won, and he believed that Zhuo Rusui would not go to see it either.

He went directly to the Celestial Residence of the Qingshan Sect, and found that Zhuo Rusui was... not sleeping, but raising his sword.

An extremely light but extremely condensed mist emerged from above his head, and a fairy-level flying sword slowly rotated inside.

Standing outside the window, Lu Qing watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Zhuo Rusui always looked lazy in front of people, but practiced so diligently behind his back, he was already born with Dao seeds, why bother?

It is said that he is very similar to Master, but now it seems that there is a big gap, Master is really lazy.

Zhuo Rusui felt his coming, opened his eyes, put away his flying sword, and felt slightly different.

When meditating on raising a sword, he would habitually use the Chengtian Sword Technique to set up a formation. Why could Lu Qing come to the window so easily?

Zhuo Rusui remembered the rumor and asked, You really learned Chengtian Sword?

Yes, brother.

Apart from this sentence, Gu Qing didn't explain much.

Zhuo Rusui thought about the relationship between Jing Jiu and his master, and thought of other places, he got up and asked, Why did you come to Chaoge City?

Gu Qing said: Master is here too, please go over.

Zhuo Rusui was a little surprised and said, Okay.

Gu Qing didn't take him to Jing's house right away, but thought about another thing and went to the mountain residence of a disciple of Mao Zhai.

What a coincidence today, the person he was looking for didn't like watching chess.

The scholars in Yimaozhai are good at calligraphy and also like to play chess, but Xi Yiyun only likes to read or compile books. He is Bu Qiuxiao's student, and he performed very well in Qingtian Jianwen. He is extremely favored by the seniors in the orthodox practice circle, and he is very likely to become the next generation's vegetarian in the future.

Of course, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing's identities were not bad, and Zhuo Rusui and him had died successively in assassinating Bai Qianjun in the Illusion of Qingtian Jian, so naturally there was a feeling of sympathy for each other. The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was very good, until Gu Qing said that sentence.

Xi Yiyun slightly raised his eyebrows and said, You want me to be a teacher to Prince Jing Yao? Is Daoist Gu Qing trying to humiliate me?

Gu Qing said calmly: I remember there is a saying in Yi Mao Zhai, there is no distinction between teaching and learning.

Xi Yiyun quietly looked into his eyes and said, But he is not of my race.