Meng 49 sword

Sun Han personally interrogated Ji Yuetang for half a day, until the news of Meng Qiqi's victory in all three battles came, and he did not get any useful clues from Ji Yuetang.

The master of Xilin Academy came, with a bad temper all over the scholar, and threatened that if the general did not let his students go, he would sue the imperial court tomorrow.The masters of Xilin Academy are not young, in his opinion - Ji Yuetang is still young, has just entered the capital, has no cultivation, and a dignified general can't get along with a child, it is a shame for Great Xia.

Sun Han originally didn't want to let him go, but by pinching Tang Cha, a witness of Hanxuan's fight, he would have a chance to push the second prince's madness to Meng Qiqi.As a result, neither Meng Qiqi nor Zhao Haiping could please him.

But Xiao Xiao was still there, and this high apprentice of the Meng family guarded against him from the beginning to the end, and finally let the master take her away.

Sun Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and punched a dent on the table.It was Meng Qiqi's intention to ask him to interrogate Tang Cha, but he also sent Xiao Xiao to disrupt the situation. From this point of view, Meng Qiqi was simply suspicious of him.

And after Xiao Xiao left the Defense Department, she has been by Ji Yuetang's side all the time, in the name of protecting him well, but no one knows what's behind that smiling face.

Today is Ji Yuetang's fourth day in Beijing, and the last day of his bet with Qu Ping.

On the other side, Gui Luoluo lost his temper after Shen Qingya left.After returning home, Princess Yihe didn't bother to coax him, she went into the study to fiddle with something.

Gui Luoluo waited for a long time, finally couldn't help himself to look for her, and saw her staring at the map of Shenjing, writing and drawing.He leaned against the table and asked, "Any new moves?"

"Just now your little mad dog confessed to me." Princess Yihe raised her eyes and said, "He will leave Shenjing soon, so please let me copy the Defense Department as soon as possible."

"Huh?" Gui Luoluo raised his eyebrows.

"The rumors about Meng Qiqi's true cultivation and the city defense formation can only come from the Defense Department. Zhao Haiping came out of the mountain, and some people can't sit still." Princess Yihe said.

"Are they still talking in the bamboo garden?" Gui Luoluo said they were the emperor and Zhao Haiping.

"Of course, I haven't seen you for many years, and I always have a lot to say. I'll get some things when I come back, so I'm going to wait outside the bamboo garden and report the matter of Yulintai. I have to trouble Mr. Ghost to watch the Defense Department for me, so as not to go out What a mess." Princess Yihe left as soon as she said it, and acted vigorously.But when Gui Luoluo passed by, she stopped again and asked: "Did you do what happened to my second brother?"

"What do you think?" Gui Luoluo said contemptuously.

"I think Sun Han is more suitable to be the murderer. My poor brother, I'm sure I'd like to avenge him." Princess Yihe teased, then placed another light kiss on Gui Luoluo's lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "gone."

At the end, she leaned in from the door again and said, "By the way, your little mad dog is really good."

Gui Luoluo touched his lips and laughed dumbfoundedly.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the dark sky outside the window, his eyes narrowed slightly.It seems that there will be a night rain tonight, but I don't know if the dog soaked by the night rain will rush to jump over the wall.

When the smoke from the kitchens of thousands of families rose, as expected, it began to rain.

Many people raised their heads in surprise, only then did they realize that the sky was so dark just now, and it turned out that it was not simply because it was getting dark, but the result of the accumulation of dark clouds.

Meng Qiqi sat on the threshold of the back kitchen, looked at the pattering rain, and suddenly said: "Master, hurry up tomorrow and bring back all the flowers from the Baihualou. They were given to me by my grand nephew, don't you?" Make it cheaper for others."

"Okay, no problem." Cai Dong's family readily agreed.

Meng Qiqi said: "Those flowers, my boss, you take good care of them, they are all beautifully placed upstairs and downstairs. Just say that I asked them to arrange them, and the business will definitely be very good in the future."

Caidong's family finally realized something and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Meng Qiqi nodded and said, "I've been staying in Shenjing for a long time, if I stay for half a month longer, I'm afraid monks from all over the world will rush over to fight with me."

"Then it's better to leave quickly, I have nothing else to do here, you can go at ease..." Dong Cai said.

Listening to Cai Dong's family's rambling, Meng Qiqi didn't say a word in his heart - he was afraid that the road out of the city would be difficult, and the ground would be wet by the night rain, which would inevitably dirty his shoes.

After being in a daze for a long time, suddenly, Meng Qiqi felt warm all over her body, and when she looked back, she saw Chen Boyan holding a piece of his clothes on her shoulders.

"Don't catch a cold." Chen Boyan said.

"This chill is not something to be afraid of." Meng Qiqi pointed out something, and then asked, "Mr. Huang hasn't come out of the bamboo garden yet?"

"No." Chen Boyan said.

This is strange, what needs to be discussed for so long?Or did Zhao Haiping get drunk again?

Meng Qiqi thought about it for a moment, and there were many guesses in her mind, but she couldn't make a final decision.After a while, Dong Cai's family prepared dinner, and Meng Qiqi simply put those thoughts aside, stood up and patted his clothes—the sky is big, and eating is the biggest.

Princess Yihe on the other side was also suspicious. She had been waiting outside the bamboo fence for a long time, but the emperor seemed to have forgotten the time and had no intention of coming out at all.

She didn't doubt whether something happened inside, but just when she was about to break in, the head of the house who was accompanying the emperor ran out with small steps and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Your Majesty asked me to tell you, He will stay here tonight, please come back tomorrow morning."

Princess Yihe was slightly stunned, then nodded in response.But after the manager returned, she still stood outside the bamboo fence and did not leave for a long time.

The subordinate held an umbrella for her, but the pattering rain would sneak under the umbrella inadvertently, pat on her shoulders, and seep into the inner garment along the cracks in the scales.

The rain seems to be getting heavier.

Especially tonight's rain is chilly.

A moment later, a gust of cool wind blew, and the half-rolled bamboo leaves passed in front of Princess Yihe's eyes, waking her up from the chill.She stretched out her hand to grab the leaf, looked into the depths of the bamboo forest, then turned around and walked away on a field of fallen leaves.

"Pa, pa..." The thick military boots stepped into the puddle, making a crisp sound.

Her back gradually disappeared in the dark night, but the turn that belonged to Princess Yihe, like the news of Meng Qiqi's three consecutive victories, quickly spread to the entire Shenjing like a water halo.

At that time, Meng Qiqi just woke up from samadhi. After hearing the news from Uncle Zhan, Meng Qiqi raised his chin and looked at the wind and rain outside the window, and said, "Mr. Huang wants to raise Gu?"

"Why?" Shen Qingya asked.

"It was he who jumped out of the game himself and let us little bugs kill each other. The one who survived was the Gu King. Her Royal Highness was going to report to him about the situation of Yulin Terrace, and by the way, the secret of the city defense formation was leaked by General Samson." Ben, but now that Mister Huang doesn't see her, it means he can pretend he doesn't know anything."

"In this way, Sun Han kept it for the time being?" Shen Qingya frowned.

"That old fox doesn't really want to protect Sun Han, he just doesn't want to do it himself, and be charged with cruelty and inhumanity. If the emperor doesn't move, Sun Han will move. This is his only chance to fight back. But if Sun Han moves, Yi You and the princess must not sit on the sidelines, and when we are done fighting, the rain will stop."

Just like when the second prince had an accident, the emperor was furious, but he only asked them to give an explanation.He doesn't care who is right and who is wrong, who lives and who dies, as long as everything is under his control.

Or maybe it was because none of these people who were fighting each other really cared about him.

Thinking so, Meng Qiqi looked at the silent Chen Boyan, and said, "Does Master Nephew have any good ideas?"

"I'm thinking about Tang Cha." Chen Boyan said.

That's right, Xiao Xiao hasn't come back yet.

Meng Qiqi frowned slightly, and asked, "Uncle Zhan said, is there any movement at the Four Seas Hall?"

Chen Boyan said: "The whereabouts of Vice Hall Master Qu are mysterious and difficult to trace. Ji Yuetang, not to mention his true face, even he himself has never appeared."

"Is that so..." Meng Qiqi suddenly had a guess, his eyes shone slightly, and said, "You suspect that Tang Cha has something to do with Ji Yuetang?"

"They appeared in Shenjing at the same time, and Tang Cha never concealed his specialness." Chen Boyan said.

Hearing this, Shen Qingya silently came up with a startling inference, and then refuted herself: "But we can't judge, this Tang Cha is from Sihaitang, right?"

"There is indeed no real evidence, so we have to see the changes tonight." Meng Qiqi said.

At this time, there was a sound of a shift outside, Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan looked at each other, and they both saw the sword intent in each other's eyes.

There are still four full hours before dawn.

It's a quarter of a hour.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Meng Qiqi looked out of the window, but couldn't see the turrets of the palace.In the cold night rain, there is only darkness.

Shen Qingya boiled hot tea, and there were small white thousand-leaf flowers floating on the surface of the tea, which had a pleasant fragrance.Only he, no matter what the circumstances, will never forget the elegance of making wine and drinking tea.

"Come on, let me take your pulse." Shen Qingya sat down, took out his palm-sized bunny cotton pillow and placed it under Meng Qiqi's wrist.

"Miss Xingzhu gave it to you?" Meng Qiqi teased.

"It's just some small things to give during the holidays." Shen Qingya said so, but her ears were slightly red.

Meng Qiqi didn't make fun of him too much, he was thin-skinned and couldn't stand it.Smiling, he said, "Next time you go to Tianmu Mountain, you have to remind me to bring her a pair of rabbit lanterns, otherwise she will miss me."

"Junior Sister is gentle by nature, how could she miss you?" Shen Qingya said softly.

"She was just treating you that way." Meng Qiqi shook her head, as if she remembered something, she couldn't help laughing.

Chen Boyan suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How is little uncle?"

Shen Qingya gave a relieved look, and said: "It's nothing important, just guard against the backlash when the forbidden technique fails. But Axiu, you broke through one after another, and you enlightened under the city wall before, you should find a time to retreat and participate Enlightenment is."

"I see, when we leave Shenjing, let's go back to Gushan." Meng Qiqi said.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Meng Qiqi went downstairs with her clothes on, and looked at the only candle that was still burning in the lobby - as expected, the only one sitting downstairs at this time was the old swordsman.

At this time, the wind outside the house had already taken off its gentle coat, whimpering and knocking on the door panel.

"Senior." Meng Qiqi sat down in front of him with ease.

The old swordsman nodded, still as indifferent as ever.But when Meng Qiqi talked about the word "sword technique", he couldn't help but asked, "Aren't you a swordsman?"

"I occasionally use a knife." Meng Qiqi laughed.

"You are a monk, I am an ordinary person, I have nothing to teach you." said the old swordsman.

"When Wang He asked the shepherd boy in the past, he was already a world-renowned master. Compared to him, I am just a young boy on the road of cultivation." Meng Qiqi said.

Hearing this, the candlelight jumped, and the old swordsman looked at Meng Qiqi's open and candid eyes in the flickering candlelight, fell silent for a moment, and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Meng Qiqi immediately threw out her own question.

In fact, when he played against Zhao Xi today, he had an epiphany, but after all, he is shallow and young, and his vision of seeing problems is far less vicious than that of his predecessors.

So he thought of the old swordsman, and came to humbly ask for advice.

child time.

The half-closed window was forgotten, and a few gusts of wind brought Ye Yu into the study, wet Ji Yuetang's desk.He looked annoyed at the theory that he had just written and then scrapped immediately, sighed, got up and closed the window.

It's just that when he walked to the window, he saw the pitch-black night sky, and only a vague black silhouette remained of the huge palace in the distance, like an ancient giant beast, lurking quietly, and would wake up without knowing when.

He turned his head, looked at the man sitting at the table reading a book, and said, "Master Xiao, won't you go back and help your master?"

Xiao Xiao raised her head and asked: "He is my master, the one who led me into the path of practice, how could he need my help?"

Ji Yuetang tilted her head and thought for a while, then tiptoed to close the window, sat back beside Xiao Xiao, looked at him with her chin propped up, and asked, "Actually, I'm a little curious. You are about the same age as him, so why do you worship him as your teacher?"

"That's also... a story of a rainy night." Xiao Xiao still smiled, and her smile like a romantic gentleman would not lose any color even under the dim candlelight.

He thought about it for a while, then closed the book and said, "The story is not beautiful, do you still want to hear it?"

Ji Yuetang brightened the wick a bit, and sat upright: "Of course."

The storyteller, and the listener, are all ready.

The night rain crackled on the eaves, and then fell like a silver thread, dripping into the aged wine tank under the porch.The aroma of wine has disappeared without a trace, but Ye's murderous intent quietly came in the gentle and straightforward narration.

It's a moment.

"Tuk-tuk." The strange visitor knocked on the door of the Lucky Inn.