Watch the sea

Lushui is an inconspicuous small county near Guangling City. It has nothing special except that the scenery is more elegant than other places.They came from the border of Ningchang and galloped all the way, wishing they could take a quarter of an hour as two quarters of an hour, hardly daring to rest on the way, so how could they have time to enjoy the view of Laoshizi Xia on the side of the road.

When they went to Yinghai, it was already a long way from Guangling, and Lushui was two irrelevant directions. Xiao Gaomin couldn't help frowning when he heard this, but Ye Xinghui's tone didn't seem to be Just kidding, no one in their group was more worried about Ying Hai than him. Although Xiao Gaomin was puzzled, he only hesitated for a moment and followed with a whip.

Right now most of Changzhou is in chaos, the flames of war have not yet reached Guangling, apart from the fact that the city defense is much tighter than before, it is still relatively peaceful.

They walked from Guangling for more than half a day, and arrived at Lushui in the evening.Xinghui finally stopped in front of a small courtyard at the foot of the Lushui Cemetery. Holding the rein, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmed down, and then jumped off the horse.

Just as Xing Hui was about to walk in, he heard Ye Shuli calling him from behind. Ye Shuli's face was still cold, and he raised his hand and threw the companion spirit jade he had retrieved from Ye Jiu to Xinghui. Hun said in a low voice, "It's fine if we can't reach an agreement. If you have something to say, don't involve yourself."

Ever since Xinghui insisted on going back to Yinghai, Ye Shuli never showed a smile on his face. Xinghui knew that he was really angry. There was no time for his second senior brother to calm down, so Xinghui caught the jade pendant, lowered his eyes and said "Got it" in a muffled voice, then turned around and opened the door and walked in.

The small courtyard was bleak and deserted, and there was no one there, only a pot of tea warmed by the stone table under the tree in front of the courtyard, and the red clay stove was still steaming.

Xing Hui walked over quickly, and his eyes fell on an unfinished scroll in the middle of the stone table. The ink on the paper was still wet, and the pen dipped in pine smoke ink was leaning on the pen holder beside it——the owner of the yard was obviously Not long.Xinghui looked down at the contents of the scroll, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

This trip to Lushui, he came to the right place.

Yan Zhefei came back from the back mountain, and was about to push open the back door of the courtyard, but the moment her fingertips touched the door, she suddenly paused, and her expression suddenly turned cold.

With a movement of her figure, she crossed the high wall and landed in the courtyard without a sound, but before she could see who was coming, the uninvited visitor in the courtyard rushed to speak before she could do anything.

"Lord of the realm." Xinghui turned around to look at Yan Zhefei who was slightly astonished, and raised his voice, "I'm here to ask for the favor you owed me in Nanshan."

Yan Zhefei's eyes moved slightly, she suppressed the bitterness around her body, walked slowly to the stone table and sat down without saying a word, she raised her hand and poured two cups of tea for herself and Xinghui on the opposite side, before speaking slowly : "Ye Xinghui, you are quite courageous."

Xinghui sat down after him, took a sip of the tea in the cup, and said calmly, "Master of the realm, thank you."

Yan Zhefei casually glanced at Xinghui, and there seemed to be a surge of killing intent all over her body, she raised her eyebrows lightly: "You dare to trespass my place even though your internal strength is blocked, is it because you have too much time to spare? "

"Is there any difference in front of Mahayana Realm whether or not internal power is sealed?" Xinghui showed no panic on his face. He put down the teacup in his hand and asked plainly, "Has the realm master heard of the plague in Yinghai City?"

Yan Zhefei followed his gaze to the unfinished scroll on the stone table, and said with a half-smile: "So you want me to return your favor, because you want me to go to Yinghai with you?"

Xinghui stood up and bowed to her, solemnly said: "You are the descendant of the Erfei Medicine Sect, junior, please help me."

Yan Zhefei looked up at him complicatedly, and after a long silence, she slowly said: "Ye Xinghui, I owe you a favor."

Xinghui was about to answer, but she suddenly changed the subject: "But don't you take it for granted?"

Yan Zhefei's expression has turned cold: "The land you are stepping on was once the mountain gate of Erfei Medicine Sect 30 years ago."

She didn't say anything later, and Xinghui had already heard what she meant.

Yan Zhefei laughed at herself, her voice was inadvertently filled with sadness and hatred, but she still smiled and looked at Xinghui: "You also know that Erfei is the unique medical martial arts sect in Kyushu, you said that Ling Cheng doesn't know Is it? So, this is the cause planted by Emperor Cheng, and now his son and his people come to taste the fruit, this is also the retribution of karma, isn’t it?”

Xinghui: "You know that this incurable plague is man-made."

Yan Zhefei shook her head, and said with a smile: "Retribution is not good, there is no difference between God's will or man-made. He waved his hand, and my family was gone. Ye Xinghui——"

Yan Zhefei looked at him desolately: "If it were you today, or Lishan, would you have no grudges? Whether it is the emperor or the king, in the final analysis, it is a family with a surname. There is not much difference. The father pays off the debt, they are all my enemies, wouldn't it be good to kill each other?"

Xinghui shook his head: "But you have no choice. After all these years of painstaking planning, what you want is to make Yanxi Zhong, Cangwu Fang, and Dingkang Zhou pay the price? Now it's one step away, I think The Landlord is also unwilling to give up."

Yan Zhefei lowered her head and chuckled: "You're right, but Ye Xinghui—"

When she looked up again, her smile faltered, and she couldn't restrain her grief and unwillingness to choke in her throat: "I also know that the dead can never be resurrected, and no matter how much blood is paid, it can only fill up the hatred in my heart alone." Forget it. The Erfei Medicine Sect is gone. So many people hang pots to help the world and practice medicine to save people for a lifetime, but in the end they didn't even leave anything behind. If they can’t get their names rectified, who can give them this justice? It doesn’t matter if the son doesn’t speak of his father’s mistakes, whether the emperor respects the king or not.”

Xinghui was silent for a while, and calmly said: "It may have been possible in the past, but of course no one can give Er Fei justice anymore, because Er Fei's medicine sect killed the king."

Yan Zhefei's hand holding the cup paused, a cold light surged in her eyes, and a murderous intent burst out from her whole body. The white porcelain tea cup in her hand couldn't bear the strength of her fingertips, and it shattered into powder in an instant. But the tea didn't drop a drop, it condensed into a ball of water and hung on Yan Zhefei's fingertips.

"Kingkiller" is her reverse scale.

Xinghui's breath surged, and a fishy and sweet taste welled up in his throat.

Yan Zhefei laughed back in anger, looked at Xinghui coldly, and said word by word: "Er Fei Medicine Sect has never..."

Xinghui interrupted her suddenly, and asked in a deep voice, "What about you, what's your last name?"

Yan Zhefei seemed to have heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and suddenly froze, her brows twitched suddenly, her lips parted but she didn't make any sound.The ball of water dangling from the fingertips lost strength and hit her feet, and a wisp of dust splashed just right on the corner of her skirt.

Cheng Emperor Lingcheng died at the hands of Emperor Huiyuan's noble concubine Yan Lan.

And her surname is Guihai.

Turning around and going back to the first room, it was Yan Zhefei who personally confirmed the crime of "killing the king" of the Er Fei Medicine School.

Xinghui looked at her fixedly, and repeated again: "So there is no choice for the realm master. If the Erfei Medicine Sect still has a chance to get its name corrected, it must not be King Jing."

Yan Zhefei bit the tip of her tongue, and the taste of blood permeated between her lips and teeth. She forced herself to quickly calm down her ups and downs, and lowered her eyes in silence.The Yanxi Zhong family, Cangwu Fang family, and Dingkang Zhou family destroyed the Erfei Medicine Sect, but they were kind to King Jing, of course it is impossible.

Xing Hui stopped talking, turned to the unfinished volume on the stone case, and asked, "Is this Er Fei Pharmacopoeia on the table of the master of the realm intended to be left to Princess Qinghe?"

Yan Zhefei didn't answer, obviously acquiescing.

Xinghui smiled slightly: "I know that the master of the realm doesn't want to help anyone, and even wants to hurt both His Majesty and King Jing, and wants to change the dynasty of the Kyushu."

He paused for a moment, and his tone sank: "But you also know that this is impossible. What you cannot deny is that with His Majesty around, the princess can rely on her back, so that her position can be stable. The lord of the realm must not forget that the princess received a The sword wound that almost killed her, who gave it. The princess's former son-in-law was surnamed Jiang, and what is the relationship between Lianyan Jiang and King Jing."

Yan Zhefei squeezed the book tightly, but remained silent.

Xinghui sighed, and could only tell the truth: "I know the master of the realm knows well. To His Majesty, the chaos of respecting the king is nothing to fear, so this busy master of the realm does not want to help. , It is indeed an accident that I, Su Lang, and His Majesty did not expect."

He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and said firmly: "But this may also be an opportunity for the Erfei Medicine Sect, and it is possible to get a rectification of name."

"I do have my own selfishness. Yinghai is very important to me, probably just like Er Fei is to you."

Yan Zhefei remained silent, Xinghui bowed to her again, and walked slowly towards the gate of the courtyard.

After walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, turned around and said to Yan Zhefei: "The Landlord asked me just now, if it was me, or Lishan, would I be free from any grievances—I Of course not willing to."

"But I also know." Xinghui's eyes fell on the unfinished book in Yan Zhefei's hands, and his voice was calm and solemn: "There has never been any martial arts sect that can never decline and be brilliant forever, and can finally remain in the long river of history." There are only inheritances that are immortal here, and Erfei only has these things."

Yan Zhefei was silent for a long time, finally stood up slowly, called Xinghui who was about to go out, and said expressionlessly: "You saved Qinghe in Nanshan, I will return this favor to you."

It was summer, and it was still hot in the evening, but fortunately, Yinghai City was near the sea, and the sea breeze blew from time to time, which slightly relieved the heat.

Duke Ying's mansion issued a strict order to blockade the north city of Yinghai with heavy troops, and it is now the third day.

After Su Lang sat in the tent and listened to Su Zhang's report, he slightly raised the corners of his lips.As he expected, when he heard that the city was going to be closed, the nails in Yinghai City couldn't sit still. In just these three days, Su Zhang led people to arrest eight of them.

Although the Duke of Ying's government ordered the city to be closed, the supply of food and medicine in Yingbei has not been reduced by half. As long as the refugees affected by the disaster have food, it makes no difference whether the city is closed or not.Looking at the entire Dayin, apart from the imperial capital, only the Yinghai Su family can afford to support such people without any pressure during a severe disaster.

The effect of the closure of the city is very obvious. Except for the few soldiers reported by the military doctor, no one has been infected again in the past few days.

"Did you find the leading nail?" Su Lang asked.

Su Zhang was about to report the matter, but when he heard the words, he shook his head, with a serious expression on his face: "There is indeed such a person. When the subordinate led people to investigate, he fought against him, but he failed to catch him. The subordinate is incompetent , to be honest, he is indeed not his opponent."

Su Lang's heart trembled when he heard the words, and he frowned, Su Zhang's martial arts is already considered top-notch, and the generals in the mansion are also one of a kind, but he failed to catch him, and the nails buried in Yinghai City are more than he imagined. Be tricky.

Su Lang asked again in a deep voice: "Can you roughly guess the realm of martial arts?"

Su Zhang thought for a while, and said cautiously: "At least it must be in harmony."

Su Lang's hand stopped looking at the frontline military information, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.He Dao Jing is a well-known top master.

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, thought for a moment and said: "Tomorrow I will find time to talk to you personally..."

Before Su Lang finished speaking, there was a commotion outside the tent. He looked up following the sound, and saw a messenger rushing in from outside the tent: "My lord, there are a few people outside who want to see you by name..."

"The one at the head, she said her name is..."

The author says:

Yan Zhefei is not in vain!She is bad, she does a lot of evil, and she will also receive lunch, but this does not mean that her and His Majesty Xinghui Sulang's interests are in conflict.However, the Erfei Medicine Sect is indeed wronged and miserable. We must give Erfei a chance. This is also the home of the little master~

You can guess the nail, it's easy to guess.

In the end, why didn't the summoner report Xinghui's arrival—because Xinghui said: Don't ask, if you ask, you are already divorced.