Chun Feng Du Jian

"No wonder they keep calling you Master Ninth." Wen Heng lifted the teapot and refilled the teacups of the three of them. "When my father talked about you, he didn't mention your last name."

Wen Jiu had no intention of mentioning his life experience, so he didn't answer, but after confessing the truth, the atmosphere between them seemed to ease a bit, probably because both of them saw some characteristics similar to themselves in each other, and an accident happened. A subtle sense of sympathy.

Wen Heng asked: "If my meridians have been intact since I was a child, and I can practice martial arts, I would be the No. [-] expert in Da Nei now, not you, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case," Nine Masters said, "Compared to you, I am easier to control, and I am suitable to be placed in the inner guard to check and balance Feng Baoyi; and you, as the heir of Qing Palace, are very likely to be pushed out to the public If you are not a target, you will be in a much more dangerous situation if you come forward to suppress the Central Plains martial arts on behalf of the imperial court."

"My father didn't want me to follow his old path, so he sealed my meridian with his own hands," Wen Heng whispered to himself, "My mother also knew about it... seven years ago she had a premonition that something happened, They sent me to Bao'an Temple, but unfortunately I was able to hide past the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, I was destined to wade into this muddy water."

Seven years have passed, and many images have gradually faded in his mind, but at this moment he suddenly remembered clearly the day before he left home, Princess Liu came to his room with her maid, and personally stared at the person who gave him the gift. To tidy up his clothes, he asked him to bring more money for a while, and then ordered the maid to get him a cloak. Wen Heng was so trivial that he was so trivial that he was one head and two big, and couldn't help saying: "Mother, you are going to send me to Baoan Temple to become a monk?" Is it? Just move the whole palace together."

Liu Shi lightly slapped him on the back, and said angrily, "Aren't I worried about you? It's in the mountains over there, it's no warmer than the capital city, what if it snows and you don't have big clothes, what should I do if you freeze up?" ?!"

Wen Heng leaned against the smoker, and lazily turned a page of the book: "Since it's cold and the road is far away, why don't you go to burn incense this year, and when you recover, can't you go next spring?"

"No!" Mrs. Liu rebuffed categorically, "Baan'an Temple is the place where you were born safely, and you are destined to be with our family. You must burn incense for me, and sincerely ask the Buddha to bless you. Don't be lazy!"

Wen Heng sighed, and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I must be sincere."

Liu Shi just smiled brightly.Although she is middle-aged, she is still a dignified and beautiful beauty under the shadow of the lamp. She said to Wen Heng in a gentle voice: "Tomorrow I will send some guards to accompany you. When you go out, you must protect yourself. Mother is waiting for you at home." return."

She talked and smiled as usual, never showing any worries or fears, as if she was sending him out as usual, exhorting him earnestly, waving goodbye, and then watching the chariots and horses go away——

Never returned since.

Wen Heng has cried, been depressed, lost all thoughts, and finally accepted such an unchangeable ending. However, today he realized that what is really deep-rooted is not hatred, but memory and pain, which are deeply branded in the three souls and seven In the soul, time cannot be diluted, no matter when and where you think of it, it will always be as vivid as yesterday.

Wen Jiu said in a low voice: "Parents love their children, and they have far-reaching plans for it. The son is mourning."

The bloody case in the Wangfu is a thorn in Wen Heng's heart, touching it will affect the flesh and blood. At this time, Xue Qinglan is even a little thankful that Wen Heng recognized him a few days ago. At least he and Wen Heng have experienced those moments of heaven and earth together. , so that he would not sit here alone, listening to the cruel past, with no one around him who could understand why he was suffering.

"Master Ninth... No, I should call you Lord Wen. Let me ask you a question." Xue Qinglan held his hand and suddenly interrupted the silence of the room, "Do you hear me?" The mess at home, I can't clean it up by myself, so I came to Brother Heng for help, it's justified, why did you call me?"

As soon as he interrupted, Wen Heng's attention was indeed drawn.Wen Jiu still remembers the last time Xue Qinglan threatened him. In fact, he really didn't want to deal with him, but he had no choice but to pull Xue Qinglan into the same boat.Since Wen Heng was watching from the side, his attitude towards Xue Qinglan was extra polite and cautious: "Forgive me, Protector Xue, there is indeed a tricky point in this matter, and I need to ask the Protector for help."

"what?"

Wen Jiudao: "After the Hengwu Mountain Knife Test Conference, Chui Xingzong surpassed Chu Songzheng and got on the line with Feng Baoyi. The suzerain Fang Wujiu agreed to help Feng Baoyi on the condition that he knew the three ancient swords hidden in the sword. It’s a secret, and the imperial court is required to support the Chui Xing Sect to become the number one sect in the martial arts.”

Xue Qinglan sneered coldly upon hearing this: "Seeking skins from tigers, you idiot."

Wen Jiu probably didn't expect him to be so disrespectful to his suzerain, so he glanced at him in surprise, and said: "But this idea is actually more practical than Feng Baoyi's plan to directly wipe out the martial arts in the Central Plains. The court regards gangsters as a serious problem, It is nothing more than worrying that they will "violate the ban with military force", fearing that one side will become too powerful to be controlled; moreover, a big sect will easily occupy thousands of fertile fields and several cities of merchants, which will also pose a big threat to the imperial court's money, grain and taxation. If it can be borrowed Not only can Xingzong control Jianghu with his hands, it will save a lot of trouble, but in case the Hanging Xingzong loses control in the future, it will be easier to clean up one sect than eight sects."

Wen Heng said suspiciously: "Fang Wujiu is also a well-known master in the Jianghu. He has managed the Hanging Star Sect to the scale it is today. If you want to be an extraordinary person, how could you not even think of such a thing?"

"Brother Heng, Fang Wujiu is different from the people you usually see." Xue Qinglan explained, "She has been living in Luwei Mountain for 20 years, practicing martial arts desperately, in order to become the best master in the world and call everyone Everyone respects her and fears her. Although she is strong in martial arts, when it comes to scheming, she is no match for Feng Baoyi at all. It is not surprising that she can do such a thing as bait."

Fang Wujiu is not surprising, but Wen Heng always felt that his words were strange, but Xue Qinglan didn't give him the space to continue asking, and asked Wen Jiudao: "Where is Fang Wujiu now?"

Wen Jiudao: "It should be in the capital, but I don't know the exact location. This person's whereabouts are a mystery, and I only saw her once in the palace. But she will definitely appear on the prince's birthday, there is no doubt about it."

Xue Qinglan nodded to indicate that she understood.Wen Heng frowned, and quickly ran through the conversation between the three of them from beginning to end in his mind, and caught a question that he had almost ignored: "Wait a minute, 'Getting the secret book of the underground palace is equivalent to mastering the Central Plains martial arts "Fundamental lifeline of lifeblood", these words were only used by Feng Baoyi to fool the late emperor, his real goal was actually the ancient sword, not the secret book, Fang Wujiu was also staring at the three swords - you never told me, these three What kind of secret is hidden in the sword, can Feng Bao spend a lot of time calculating it for decades?"

Wen Jiu shook his head and said, "If I knew, I might as well be in trouble with Feng Bao. Why are you still worrying about it now?"

Seeing that Wen Heng didn't seem to believe it, he joked casually: "I guess it's probably some magical skill that has been lost for many years and has penetrated the heavens and the earth. The glory and wealth that ordinary people can't find in a lifetime are all within their reach for the two of them. Endless, perhaps worth climbing."

Wen Heng and Xue Qinglan looked at each other at the same time when they heard this, they were greatly surprised.Because according to Su Youfeng, the three ancient swords were just a symbol of the oath of the three sects, and there was no special mention of the mystery hidden in the swords.But now it seems that the two people who came out of Buxu Palace obviously have different information. Is there another story about the three swords, or is Su Youfeng missing some crucial truth?

Wen Jiu got up and said: "I left Beijing in a hurry this time, so I can't stop here for fear of arousing Feng Baoyi's suspicion. The crown prince's birthday is on the sixth day of next month, and there are still about ten days left. If the crown prince is willing to help, please do so in ten days. I will rush to the capital here and stay here temporarily." He handed over a piece of white paper with the address on it from his sleeve, and gave Wen Heng a deep bow for the first time: "If this time we can eradicate Feng's rebellious party in one fell swoop, the crown prince will surely I will try my best to clear up the grievances of King Qing and His Royal Highness, and give justice to the son."

Wen Heng smirked lightly, turned sideways, and said noncommittally: "I understand, my lord, go slowly, I won't see you off."

Wen Jiu came and went in a hurry, Wen Heng was sitting upstairs, seeing his figure disappearing into the crowd like the wind, he was a little lost in thought, as if his mind was heavy.Xue Qinglan was frightened one after another today. He was afraid that Wen Heng was worse than him. He was hesitating whether he should call him and say something to distract him, but Wen Heng had already turned his head and said with a normal expression: "He He walked quickly, lest we would misunderstand that he was here for a meal... Are you hungry, what do you want to eat? After recuperating from illness for so long, I finally came out, so I have to try the fresh dishes of Wuning City."

Seeing that he was fine, Xue Qinglan suddenly felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "How can I even think about eating now? Brother Heng, you will go to the capital—"

Wen Heng raised his hand to stop his words: "What did I say before, and I forgot?"

Xue Qinglan looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

"Eat well, sleep well, and practice hard." Wen Heng said unhurriedly, "There are priorities, but they are not as important as your body. If you have anything to say, talk slowly after eating. Hurry at this moment."

Xue Qinglan stopped suddenly, feeling his bones softened by his words so submissively, she just wanted to close her eyes and fall on Wen Heng.

He had been worried about Wen Heng just now, and seeing his calm expression, he only thought he was pretending to be calm, but he was actually suppressing his emotions forcibly; now he realized that he was really calm, completely different from the young master who forced his fear to deal with the enemy back then .

Things have developed to the present situation, and only others come to ask for his share. Wen Heng can't take Joe, but he doesn't have to rush to do business.

Wen Heng asked the waiter to come up to pass some dishes, and after the two of them had eaten, he answered Xue Qinglan's question: "We still have to go to the capital, but we can't follow his arrangement completely, we have to bring enough people ourselves, in case he Stabbed in the back. Later, I managed to contact Fan Yang and told him to take the brothers from the Luming Escort Bureau to prepare first. As for you—"

He rarely showed a little hesitation, Xue Qinglan asked curiously: "What about me?"

Wen Heng said: "Wen Jiu knew that this time he would have nothing to do with the superior, and also knew the relationship between you and me, but he deliberately pulled you into this plan. In this way, you will become the most dangerous person. If you If you stand on the side of the prince, Fang Wujiu will definitely not let you go. If you stand on the side of the Chuxing Xingzong, I will notice it first. Wen Jiu did this out of selfishness on the one hand, and wanted to remind me to be careful around me. You are secretly colluding with the Chuxingxingzong; on the other hand, I am afraid that you want to use my hands to eliminate a threat first. After all, the four guardians of the Chuxingxingzong are not good. If you are an undercover agent arranged by Fang Wujiu, his The plan is all in vain.”

"He may not have any intention of harming me, but he has no good intentions towards you, so to be safe, you'd better stay outside to meet him, and it's better not to meet Fang Wujiu face-to-face."

Xue Qinglan listened to his analysis quietly, regardless of whether she wanted to catch up and cut Wen Jiu immediately, but her face showed an unpretentious solemnity: "Coincidentally, I was also going to tell you about this. "

"I won't go to Beijing with you this time, I have other important matters, so I have to go on the road alone. You and Senior Su just try to find a way to kill Feng Baoyi, don't worry about Chuxing Xingzong, I will deal with Fang Wujiu."