The Path Toward Heaven

No matter what kind of sect practitioners, it can be a glorious thing to be a prince.

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

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

But if it is a teacher of the Divine Emperor, it is naturally another matter.

It is important that Xiang Wanshu does not ask questions on his own behalf.

Gu Qing only knew at this time that he had entered the King's Mansion-why the Qingshan Sect suddenly participated in the royal affairs, there are many speculations in the spiritual circle, and the Zhongzhou faction, which should be the most vigilant in principle, has always remained silent, and now finally bear Can't hold it anymore.

"Shen Mofeng owes a favor to Hu Guifei, what is going on, your brother Tong Yan is clear."

Gu Qing gave an answer and said nothing again.

Xiang Wanshu naturally does not believe, but there is no way.

No matter how precious the fruit is, it wo n’t last for long, no results can be tested, and naturally there is no need to continue the conversation, so the two leave.

Gu Qing returned to Jingzhai, greeted Jingshang and others, and returned to the house.

Looking at the snow outside the window, he suddenly remembered the picture of the tea at the end of the year and went to the back garden.

There are a lot of wild cats in Jingzhaiyuan now, naturally because the white ghost likes it.

With it here, Iris who often comes to play without worrying about being bitten or scratched by the wild cat.

Gu Qing is worried about other issues, such as whether Master's little nephew will be taught as a gambler by Master Bai Gui.

"Maybe you are fighting with Master."

He looked at the dry vines covered with snow, and said softly, "But the children are always innocent."

The dry vines moved slightly, and the residual snow fell down, and Liu Ada came out from the inside, covered with snow, and looked fatter.

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

"Mimi, Mimi, I came back. It was too snowy last night. My husband was worried that the cottage would be crushed, so he left school early."

The outside of the garden with a happy voice of Iri.

Gu Qing smiled silently, and gestured at Liu Ada with his hand, and fluttered into the wall.

Jing Li ran into the backyard, his boots brought a lot of snowflakes, and his face was flushed.

Gu Qingzheng was about to leave. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He looked at him seriously and his expression changed slightly.

Jing Li's breathing is very smooth, even if he runs so quickly, and there is a rhythm between the long breaths, which is a kind of world.

"Jade Gate Breathing Method?"

Gu Qing was very surprised, looking at the white cat who took Jingli to the dry vine. Do you think you are teaching this child to practice?

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Xiang Wanshu returned to the Prince's Mansion in Jingxin, and said a few words about meeting with Liang Qingfu, so he went to retreat.

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

Suddenly a servant came and took a post, saying that someone wanted to see the prince.

Mr. Liang took the post card and glanced at it, a little surprised.

Not because the snow is big, but because this bait is cleaner than snow, there is no word, and naturally there is no payment.

Officials and practitioners who want to visit King Jingxin do not know how many. This prayer is sent to him, at least three levels are required.

It is certainly not easy to pass the three levels with a blank post and pass it to yourself.

Mrs. Liang thought for a moment and said, "Bring the man over."

The person here is a fat man, wearing very ordinary clothes, and in addition to snow flakes on his shoes, there are some oil stains for years.

Being able to smile at Tai Fu Liang and pretending to be harmless to humans and animals, as Tai Fu thought, this fat man is definitely not simple.

The fat man is not a cultivator. The Prince's Mansion still hasn't let down his guard. The master is clearly hidden in the study, and there are still people behind the screen.

These arrangements were not deliberately concealed, and the fat man smiled and did not know, but just reminded him: "Adult thinks this matter can be heard."

Mr. Liang said blankly: "Who are you, what's the matter?"

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

Liang Taifu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Then?"

For him, this time is very easy to remember.

Nine years ago, in Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, Zhao Layue, the leader of Qingshan God's End Peak, was calculated by the assassin of Bulao Lin and almost died.

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

Mr. Liang was silent for a moment and said, "Evidence?"

"The evidence is naturally there. Shi Fengchen is a person who pays attention to it. He did not forget to finish this thing before he died."

The fat man looked at Liang Taifu's expression, knowing what he was thinking, and said: "The evidence may not make the Zhongzhou faction give up on you, but what about Yi Mao Zhai?"

Liang Taifu's face was a bit ugly.

Now King Jingxin is gaining momentum in the court. In addition to the support of the Zhongzhou faction, the most important thing is that Yi Mao Zhai clearly opposes the succession of the second prince.

In the style of Yi Mao Zhai scholars, once they knew that King Jingxin had colluded with Bulao Lin ... I'm afraid they would rather sit on the throne as a fox!

Finally the fat man smiled and said the most troublesome question.

"You should be very clear about the style of Aoyama Sect. As long as they believe this, the prince should not say succession, and if he can live, he will have to say two things."

Taifu Liang stared at the fat man's face and said, "You have been destroyed. What's the use of a lonely ghost like you?"

The fat man said without fear, "You should be very clear about the truth of the iceberg on the sea."

Mr. Liang suddenly laughed and said, "I'm curious, who are you listening to now? Xihai? Or a sect holding a file?"

The fat man said right: "We only listen to the above, regardless of Xihai or who, in short, it is above."

The combination of the bottom and the top is two sides of one body, and Bu Laolin will always exist.

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

The fat man said, "You will be notified when the time comes."

Taifu Liang said: "One."

The fat man said, "Liang Qing."

Taifu Liang said: "No."

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

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

Compared with the old Meiyuan in those days, his face was slightly pale, and his noble spirits and arrogance had been absorbed into his body, and he seemed quite quiet.

Jing Xin went to sit opposite Liang Taifu.

The two sat speechless.

The snow fell silently outside the window.

The cold gradually enveloped the study.

I don't know how long after that, Jing Xin sighed and said: "I haven't done anything wrong in my life, just like this one."

Liang Taifu said: "Time is a river, and the past has passed, and we can only look forward."

Nine years ago, his clan brother Liang Xing became very sick and died, becoming 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 ... I ’m back in the night, red wall and white snow. I want you to like it. The romance I wrote when I was young is really beautiful. There are also romance parts in the road, but the words are not necessarily the red and white men and women. Between people, between people and cats and dogs, and between bamboo chairs and trees, everything, okay, when I did n’t say.)