Tread thousands of dust

Mo Fengyi said to Ling Ziming: "Girl, I still have something to tell Master, let Lao Pei send you back first."

Ling Ziming stood up in response: "Disciple resigns."

Jiao Yanhong nodded at her: "You have to remember what I said, don't make mistakes."

"Yes."

Ling Ziming went out, Mo Fengyi pressed his head tiredly: "Ziming's matter, please trouble Master."

Jiao Yanhong stroked his gray beard, and the wrinkles on his face slowly eased: "Now I just hope that this girl can be obedient."

"I will take good care of her, don't worry."

"I heard that you had a cold and a fever a few days ago, isn't it better? Why is your complexion still so bad?" Jiao Yanhong looked at Mo Fengyi's pale face and the inappropriate cloak wrapped around his body, and sighed.

Mo Fengyi smiled: "Don't you think it's late autumn? If you catch the cold and blow the wind, you'll be fine soon. It's just that the disciple is weak and afraid of the cold, so he needs to take care of it for a while."

Jiao Yanhong frowned: "You are so strong in martial arts, how can you be weak and afraid of the cold?"

"That's because I went to Lianyangding before, and you know that it's a high and cold cliff, so the root of the disease fell at that time." Mo Fengyi tightened his cloak again, "It's easy to have fever and bone pain in late autumn and winter. I drank a lot of medicine and didn't get better."

Jiao Yanhong clasped his wrist and felt his pulse quietly.

After a while, Jiao Yanhong frowned and asked, "When did you ascend the Lianyang Summit?"

"It's been about seven years. It was after Ziming exorcised the Gu. I went up there just to find the ramie grass."

"No..." Jiao Yanhong gritted his teeth lightly, tapping the table with his thin fingers.

"Master?" Mo Fengyi looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "Why not?"

"It's been so long..." Jiao Yanhong began to stroke his beard again, "It is reasonable to say that this will not exceed five years."

"What?" Mo Fengyi became more and more confused.

Jiao Yanhong picked up his teacup and took a sip, then asked softly in Mo Fengyi's anxious eyes: "Do you know that you have another person's internal force in your body?"

Mo Fengyi paused for a moment, then nodded: "It was discovered when Ah Qian and Master Qi were checking my pulse when I came down from Lianyang Summit. It should be...someone saved me."

Jiao Yanhong sighed softly: "I think so too, but it's not that I haven't seen such a thing as giving someone else's internal energy. This can only save that person for a while, because a person's internal energy is limited, and it's even more difficult to pass it on to others. Less, so generally you will not input too much internal force to hurt yourself...even if the martial arts are strong, unless that person really does not care about his martial arts and life... insist on doing so."

Mo Fengyi was startled, and Jiao Yanhong asked: "Do you know who the person who gave you internal energy is?"

Mo Fengyi grasped the cloak tightly, pursed his lips and shook his head: "I was in a coma at Lianyangding, and I never saw anyone."

Jiao Yanhong felt even more strange: "There are only a handful of people with this kind of internal strength in the world today. A single amount of internal strength can last for so many years. Even if it is all the internal strength of that person, this person must be an extraordinary person. He is definitely a martial arts master." , how could you not know him?"

Mo Fengyi lowered his brows and eyes: "Maybe we know each other...Then do you know how long this internal force can last?"

"It's hard to say, at least now it can protect you from the cold air invading your body. If you didn't have this internal force, I'm afraid you might not have been able to survive in Lianyangding back then."

"Yes...I have always wanted to thank this worldly expert." Mo Fengyi twitched his lips into a smile, "Master...Actually, I came here today for business. ask."

Jiao Yanhong glanced at him, and his expression turned cold: "Is it because of Zhuijinzhai? Haven't you already dealt with that subordinate?"

"Master, this disciple feels that I have done nothing wrong." Mo Fengyi said forcefully, "If Zhuijinzhai refuses to obey the leader's order, then he cannot stay."

Jiao Yanhong's trembling white beard showed his dissatisfaction: "So that's how you were ruled by Jue Xiao Zongshi? Kill if you don't accept it?"

"No...but they were wrong, so why let it go?"

Jiao Yanhong slapped the table and startled Mo Fengyi. Although he was old, his posture and vigor of practicing martial arts all year round were enough to intimidate others: "As the leader of the alliance, what you should do is to bring Wen Yumeng with you. The right way! Let it become a role model for the martial arts! Are you trying to kill them all and cause public anger?"

Mo Fengyi felt bored, Jiao Yanhong's criticism was very straightforward and merciless, but he just felt that he was right, but the impact of this was no longer a matter of his thinking that he was wrong.

"But Zhuijinzhai can't stay here. He deceives his superiors and hides it from his subordinates, and even dares to collude with foreign courts, intending to harm Beiyi..."

"I didn't ask you to keep it." Jiao Yanhong looked at Mo Fengyi, who had a pleasing eyebrow, and sighed silently.

Mo Fengyi raised his head suddenly, didn't the master scold him just now?Why are you saying he was right now?

Jiao Yanhong said helplessly: "I mean... Even if you want to clean up the sect, you shouldn't be at this moment, let alone be so decisive, and deal with all those people at once."

"But time is too late. If they are given a chance, the chances of winning this battle against the Beiyi army will be unpredictable." Mo Fengyi lowered his head again, it seemed that his master was still criticizing him.

"You are not just cleaning up the sect. To outsiders, this is more like eradicating dissidents. You are paving the way for yourself. You don't allow voices in the league that disagree with you. You are simply a tyrant!" Jiao Yanhonghao He reprimanded mercilessly, "If it was in the past, that's all. Maybe someone is willing to clarify for you, saying that you are thinking about the Wen Yu League and the martial arts atmosphere, but now there is a voodoo girl by your side, you What do you think the world will think?"

Mo Fengyi tightened his fingers tightly, clutching the corner of his clothes tightly, biting his lower lip for a long while without making a sound.

Jiao Yanhong also stopped his scolding words. He looked at Mo Fengyi as if he valued a naughty and troublesome child, and this child did not know how to repent, and he acted like he was justified.

"So...do you think I'm wrong?" Mo Fengyi asked in a low voice, the voice was so small that Jiao Yanhong wondered if Mo Fengyi was really talking, or if he was hallucinating, "Yes ...The disciple knows his mistake."

The old master said again: "You are right, Chongyu Mountain Villa, Zhuijinzhai, and even the previous turmoil...you have done a good job."

Mo Fengyi's eyes widened and he opened his mouth in disbelief: "Are...are you affirming me?"

Jiao Yanhong took a deep breath, wishing he could slap Mo Fengyi on the head.

"I just said that outsiders will speculate on you and accuse you, but have you started to doubt your decision yourself? Have you regretted it?" Jiao Yanhong hated iron and steel, "Didn't you just say that you did nothing wrong? , don’t tell me that once I scold you, you start not to believe in yourself?”

Mo Fengyi froze firmly, curling his fingers unconsciously.

That's right, didn't he just say with certainty that he was right?Why did you waver?Why didn't he waver when others questioned himself?Is it because this person is the respected Mr. Shi Wei?

Because the former ants don't need to care, but if even such a top person starts to say that he is wrong, then he is probably really wrong.

So Mo Fengyi really started to doubt himself just now, shouldn't he really do this?

But what Jiao Yanhong said later gave him another slap in the face. Previously, it was only others who questioned him, but now even he himself was affected.

This is probably the most ridiculous thing. The moment before, he made a vow, but then he slapped himself with a backhand.

"So...you support me?" Mo Feng asked cautiously.

Jiao Yanhong sighed: "Is my support important?"

It's important, it's too important, at least let him know that he is not walking alone, Mo Fengyi's heart is still beating.

"You are the Patriarch of Absolute Xiao, the leader of the Wenyu League, and the strongest knight in this martial arts world! What you have to consider is the order and stability of the Wenyu League and the entire Jianghu, and those villains only think about themselves, so you It is impossible to reach an agreement! They will definitely try their best to stop you!" Jiao Yanhong was a little excited, and his thin chest heaved slightly, "The road you walk is doomed to be lonely, because you have violated their interests, but there is no way to do it. People at the top can only feel the cold wind and emptiness, but you also remember that when the sun rises, you are the only one who can be covered by the sun."

"Yes... the sunrise at Lianyangding is really beautiful." Mo Fengyi smiled and said, "But it was really tiring, no one supported me... it was really tiring ..."

Jiao Yanhong said sternly: "Tiredness is inevitable, not only you, your father Mo Xian, but also the earlier leader of the Wenyu League, they all tried their best to resist all opinions. Allied to a higher place."

"Why does it have to be like this?" Mo Fengyi was extremely puzzled, "I am clearly clearing obstacles for the league, why do they question me? Is it so difficult to get the approval of those people? Isn't the Wenyu League getting better and better? ?”

Jiao Yanhong said helplessly: "That's why there is only one person who can sit on the position of leader, because only that one person can rise above the current when it is against the current."

Mo Fengyi gave a wry smile with unconcealable sadness: "It seems that the heavens are really going to send a big responsibility to the people."

"Feng Yi, what you have to do now is to bear these criticisms." Jiao Yanhong said in a deep voice, "Not only bear it, but you also have to sort out what is wrong with what they said. There are criticisms, although they are not objective enough, but you are indeed not calm enough, it is too arrogant to listen to dissuasion."

Mo Feng responded differently: "I have been the leader of the alliance for several years, and the most I have heard is doubts, so naturally I am not afraid."

"Then I said you just now, why did you compromise?"

"You are different." Mo Fengyi lowered his head in aggrieved manner and said silently, "Of course I don't care about those who slaughter dogs, but if you also say that I am wrong, then I am afraid that I am really wrong."

Jiao Yanhong smiled softly: "My child, I am also a human being, and sometimes I make mistakes in judgment. So before anyone believes in you, you have to believe in yourself first, even if it is me, or even older people, you don't have to pay attention to it." , External words can only enter the ear, not the heart.”

"Thank you, master!" Mo Fengyi sat down and bowed.

"but if--"

Jiao Yanhong paused, "——If you really need an affirmation so much, then I will give it to you. You are doing the right thing. You are keeping order for the Jianghu and setting rules for the Wenyu League. This is what a leader should do." made."

Mo Fengyi's eyes suddenly turned red. He didn't feel anything when those people scolded him for being ungrateful and bullying his master and ancestor, but suddenly someone said that he had done nothing wrong, and now he couldn't help it.

Mo Fengyi held back his tears, swallowed, and said, "Master..."

"Son, you are still very young, this seat belongs to you, I hope you don't give up because of these criticisms." Jiao Yanhong said calmly.Mo Fengyi was gasping for breath, afraid that those disappointing tears were about to fall, but luckily he could bear it, and just nodded fiercely.

"I actually... have something to ask you."

Jiao Yanhong laughed lightly and said: "Because of Ling Ziming? It is indeed said in "Strategy of Marrow Cutting" that she has..."

"No, I have some doubts and want to ask you." Mo Fengyi held back his emotions and rubbed his eyes, "I want to know when did you come to the imperial city?"

Jiao Yanhong thought for a while and said, "It's been 15 years, why ask these questions?"

"It's only been 15 years... Then when my mother passed away, were you in the imperial city?"

Jiao Yanhong frowned: "Not here. When the old man Song Yushan returned to his hometown, I went to Dezhou with him. Later, I was too lazy to stay, so I came to the imperial city."

"Then...have you heard anything about my mother?...or...the empress?"

Jiao Yanhong's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your mother is a princess, and the empress is a queen. What can you do?"

"I'm too young, and the matter between them is long gone. I didn't want to pursue it, but...my mother's death..."

"This has nothing to do with you!" Jiao Yanhong suddenly said loudly, "You shouldn't get involved in the affairs of your parents and grandparents."

Mo Feng said irritably: "I don't want to either! But I always dream, especially after returning to the imperial city! I can always dream of my parents! I know my mother didn't die of illness! There is a reason! But why the hell? Why is everyone keeping it from me!"

He didn't want to be so obvious, but now he is like a headless fly who doesn't know where to get out, so he can only scramble for luck, and only hope that those people will show mercy to him and leave him a place where he can breathe. Don't just slap him to death like that, even though he knows he is a useless pest, he can't hate himself.

"I don't know much about the past." Jiao Yanhong sighed softly, "I am not a member of the imperial court, so these are of course hearsay. I just heard that your mother, Princess Xiangyue, had conflicts with the empress."

Mo Feng hesitated: "What is it? The queen is real..."

"Do you know that there are rumors about the queen? It is said that when she was young, she was arrogant and unwilling to marry the current emperor."

"So what? Doesn't the emperor have to marry her?"

"That's right, she did marry the emperor in the end." Jiao Yanhong said calmly, "But before that, she was already a wife, even a mother."

Mo Fengyi was shocked: "You mean that she was married before marrying the emperor? How is it possible? Everyone knows that Miss Xiang's family was an innocent girl before leaving the court!"

"I have traveled to the imperial city for more than 30 years and presented jade to the empress dowager who was the empress at that time. This is the Xiaguang Liuxing Pei on your body later. This is what I heard at the beginning, and it has been widely spread, saying It is Miss Xiang's family who has not left the court, but has had a private relationship with an opera singer in the imperial city, and she even became pregnant later."

Mo Fengyi supported the corner of the table, he couldn't accept this shocking news for a while.

"Then she... gave birth to this child?"

Mo Fengyi tentatively asked, if Xiang Yixin gave birth to this child...then this child is...

Jiao Yanhong shook his head: "I don't know these things, but they are all rumors, and she later married into the royal family, who dares to say more?"

"What about my mother? I clearly remember that when I was a child, although the empress didn't like me very much, she was very close to my mother. What's the conflict between them?"

"It's because Princess Xiangyue found out about this matter and argued with the queen." Jiao Yanhong had a strange look on his face, "At the beginning, this matter was a big one, so I heard about it, but it was suppressed by the emperor." Come down, until Princess Xiangyue suddenly died of illness, no one mentioned it. Now that you ask me, I remember it."

can you?Will Xiang Yixin kill her friend for many years because of this?

Mo Fengyi thought about the gentle and gentle appearance of this queen in ordinary times, and suddenly shuddered and shivered violently.

Mo Fengyi went out again in a daze.

"Leader." Pei Zhixu greeted him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Old Pei..." Mo Fengyi leaned on Pei Zhixu's body to support himself, "I have a headache."

Pei Zhixu froze for a moment and supported him: "It's windy outside, let's go back first."

Mo Feng nodded obediently.

As a result, Mo Fengyi just got off the carriage and was about to go back to take a good rest when he saw two unexpected guests.

Xiang Qianrong stepped on the ant and asked without raising his head: "Where is Songli? I'm looking for him, not you."

Mo Fengyi curled his lips: "Aren't you at home? Then you should go out with Zi Ming."

When Xiang Qianrong became interested, he joked: "Hey, let me tell you, you can rest assured that Miss Ling can go out by herself?"

Mo Fengyi also felt that something was wrong, and turned around to ask Pei Zhixu: "Didn't you just send Ziming back?"

"Miss Ling won't let her go. She came back with Song Li. Don't worry, leader, there are hidden guards following."

Mo Fengyi nodded, and just as he was about to ignore Xiang Qianrong and walk in, he heard another clear voice.

"Aren't you the guard?"

Mo Fengyi's footsteps paused, and he could barely turn his head: "Miss Xi."

Xi Tong blinked his eyes in disbelief: "You are actually Mo Fengyi? That cynical prince?"

Xiang Qianrong immediately added fuel and jealousy: "That's right, he is not just a prince, he is the emperor's most beloved nephew, and he is also the leader of the Wenyu League. Let's see who in this imperial city can be more beautiful than him."

Xi Tong still stared at Mo Fengyi with wide eyes, and finally pouted unhappily: "It might as well be a guard..."

"Did Miss Xi come to see me?" Mo Fengyi asked with a smile.

That smile really entered the heart of Xi Tong, a Hanchun girl, she sighed silently in her heart, with such a beautiful face, why is she so unreliable?

"It's nothing, you are such a famous person, I just want to come and see, just let Xiang Qianrong lead the way, who would have thought it was you..."

"Then if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first." Mo Fengyi didn't want to talk to her, turned around and stepped on the stairs.

Xi Tong muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the rumors are correct."

Mo Feng turned around sensitively: "Rumor?"

Xi Tong was frightened by his cold and stern eyes, and stammered: "It means that you...have a romantic nature, stay in a brothel...and are arrogant and rude, relying on the emperor's favor and culture The power of the Yumeng is domineering..."

Mo Fengyi sneered: "That's right."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to leave again, Xiang Qianrong hurriedly pulled Xi Tong and said: "I want to wait for Songli to come back, Mo Fengyi, you must not let us in."

Mo Fengyi silently rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm suffering from a cold, so it's really inconvenient to meet guests... Hey Xiang Qianrong!"

Mo Fengyi just watched Xiang Qianrong drag Xi Tong in.