Tread thousands of dust

On the second day of July, Leiyue Temple.

Mo Fengyi stepped into a familiar place, but he didn't feel anything. He was busy with the previous Thunder Moon Festival, and it was very grand. This time, because of the Queen Mother, it was almost dismal.

Ling Ziming is not very willing to set foot in this place, the word "Gu" has become her heart disease.

Only Hou Ke was in high spirits, dragging Gongsun Songli around.

Shu Renlu walked slowly to Mo Fengyi's side and said, "Zongshi, what do you think of this Thunder Moon Festival?"

Mo Feng smiled and said: "The celebration arranged by the prince himself, there is no reason for it."

Shu Renlu smiled and said: "It's good that Zong Shi likes it. You also have a lot of connection with this Thunder Moon Festival. I have specially prepared a big gift for you."

"Really? Then I really want to thank you, my lord." Mo Fengyi seemed to be smiling happily, "But you won't be rewarded for nothing, so why should you be so polite?"

Shu Renlu smiled and said: "I haven't thanked you yet, these days the people in the Ministry of Rites are very handy, and Xiang Qianrong is quite sensible."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Mo Fengyi twitched his lips indifferently.

Jiang Zhi came from behind, took Shu Renlu's arm coquettishly, and whispered something.

Shu Renlu turned to smile and said: "The big gift for Zong Shi has been prepared, and you can see it soon."

Mo Fengyi frowned slightly, and Shu Renlu stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Before you placed people in my house to investigate my affairs in private, I don't care about it, if you stop those trash now, I might consider letting you go .”

Mo Fengyi's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled indifferently: "My lord, aren't you afraid that the emperor will be unhappy because you are so close to the people from Hannai?"

"It seems that you already know what my great gift is." Shu Renlu smiled fiercely, "Since it has been made clear, I don't have to hide it, Mo Fengyi, do you want to see yourself ruined?"

Mo Fengyi said indifferently: "My reputation is not good. Everyone in the world knows that I have lost my ambition and almost ruined the Wenyu League. What am I afraid of?"

Shu Renlu's eyes were cold: "Okay, then let me tell you, not only you, but also Xiang Qianrong, Gongsun Ao, and even Shu Qiyun, I will not let any of them go!"

This was a complete tear. Mo Fengyi knew that Shu Renlu was not easy to fool. When he installed people in his house, he knew that Ming Feiran would definitely notice it, but it was faster than he imagined.

"I'll wait." Mo Fengyi sneered.

Of course, Shu Renlu meant to rely on Yin Weizhen's rubbings of "Marrow Cutting Strategies", but Mo Fengyi was very relieved, they had no reason to talk about threats.

Mo Fengyi was still surprised when he saw Yin Weizhen yesterday. He was obviously a child much younger than them, even younger than himself when he came to the imperial city. Why was Yin Weizhen pulled in?Does He An mean what he says?

Mo Fengyi Wuxia thought about this, Ling Ziming worried: "Brother...they are going to..."

"It's okay." Mo Fengyi said coldly, "It's good to turn your face around, so I won't be tired from laughing."

Ling Ziming pouted and said, "Aren't you worried at all?"

"What's the use of worrying?" Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows, "Before you said that there are people from all walks of life around Zhujinzhai, are there any more these two days?"

Ling Ziming nodded: "I sent someone to see it. There are not many people there, they are very mobile, and the people are not fixed, but they can be seen from the same group of people by their words and deeds."

"Zijinzhai..." Mo Feng thought with a dark face, "I haven't been to Zhujinzhai recently, what's wrong with Luo Yingran?"

Ling Ziming said helplessly: "It's nothing, I have done well what I have told you, but...it's nothing."

"It's okay." Mo Fengyi frowned, "From now on, I won't believe that you said it's okay, so hurry up and tell me."

Ling Ziming pretended to sigh and said: "You don't care about your subordinates, they work hard for you every day, and even give you their hearts."

"What do you mean?" Mo Feng was puzzled.

Ling Ziming reluctantly said: "Luo Yingran eats one leader every day, don't you understand her thoughts? You don't plan to visit her"

Mo Fengyi felt chills all over his body: "It's not like you don't know why I don't go to Zhujinzhai, what if Xun Can misunderstood me?"

"So, I said it's okay." Ling Ziming said coldly, "Since you can't control it, why should I say it to bother you so I can only say it's okay."

"But I am the leader, so I must know these things." Mo Fengyi frowned.

Ling Ziming said sternly: "Do you know that there are so few ladies and ladies from various schools and factions who have come to you these years? Is there anything you can solve, or I will come forward!"

Mo Fengyi curled his lips: "Those people don't matter to me, just dismiss them casually, but Luo Yingran is different, she has good abilities, I don't want her to affect the mission because of this."

"I know, I will pay attention." Ling Ziming comforted, "For now, it's okay, and those around Zhujinzhai are also on guard."

Mo Fengyi nodded: "I don't worry about you, but I don't think Zhujinzhai may be safe anymore, I will arrange another person to protect you, and I won't even tell Zhujinzhai."

"No need." Ling Ziming shook his head, "We don't have many people, so you should keep it for yourself."

Mo Fengyi said directly: "I don't need it, I will also arrange for Xiao Ke's side, don't worry, those people will not affect you."

"But......"

"No, but, you just saw Shu Renlu's attitude, that Prince Hanna is also eyeing me, if necessary—"

Mo Fengyi looked at Ling Ziming hesitantly and said: "——I will send you back to Pan Xiaotai in advance."

Ling Ziming said in surprise: "How can I let you stay here alone!"

"I'm not alone." Mo Fengyi said indifferently, "Girl, I must ensure your safety, this is not the time to be willful."

Ling Ziming pouted his lips in every possible way of reluctance, and finally he could only say: "Let's talk about it when the time comes."

Mo Fengyi was a little helpless, so he could only say again: "Shu Qiyun...has you been looking for you recently?"

"I found it, why?" Ling Ziming squinted at him, "Aren't you going to send me back?"

Mo Fengyi gave a wry smile, and patted her forehead: "Damn girl, you still hold grudges."

Ling Ziming said angrily: "Brother, I can help you, you can't always try to drive me away."

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "This wave of people is menacing, and they are not easy to deal with. I can't let you take risks. If... If you plan to accept Shu Qiyun and don't want to leave, I'll take care of things here." I'll pick you up again."

Ling Ziming was a little annoyed, Mo Fengyi obviously misinterpreted her meaning, glared at him fiercely and said: "I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Mo Fengyi looked at her back and smiled helplessly.

Now that it's clear, Mo Fengyi can finally come together with Xun Can generously.

It's a pity that there is still Shu Qiyun.

Shu Qiyun obviously didn't want to see Mo Fengyi, Shu Qiyun still remembered Mo Fengyi's heartless appearance in the palace last time.

"Mo Fengyi, why don't you follow Brother Huang?" Shu Qiyun sarcastically said coldly, "On weekdays, you like to run to the palace."

Mo Fengyi didn't plan to talk to him, anyway, there was Ling Ziming beside him who could suppress Shu Qiyun, so he was in a good mood immediately.

Xun Can said helplessly: "Why don't you go into the temple, we have to worship incense and pray first, and it will be too late if we delay."

So several people entered the door, and the eunuch Weidu had already been waiting in the hall.

"The poor monk is polite."

Shu Qiyun respected the incense upright, Mo Feng curled his lips and asked Xun Can in a low voice:

"This Shu Qiyun is so dull, can you bear him?"

Xun Can replied with a smile: "Why don't you ask you to make trouble so unreasonably, I can't stand it"

Mo Fengyi glared at him fiercely: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Xun Can was a little scared, and replied with dodge eyes, "Why is he so dull?"

Mo Feng snorted, and secretly pinched Xun Can's waist before saying: "When the Empress Dowager was in her first seven days, we had a quarrel in the palace... It's not a quarrel, it's just... ..It’s because he sees me as uncomfortable.”

Xun Can frowned slightly: "Why?"

Mo Fengyi didn't want to mention this matter, but he thought he couldn't hide it from Xun Can, so he said: "That's... I knelt in the mourning hall for a few days, but I didn't have a single tear... Said he... said he was not..."

"Is it because the Queen Mother died? He was very happy," Xun Can continued.

Mo Fengyi bit his lower lip and nodded, "He was just and strict at the time, and he scolded me so hard, do you also think that I... am quite ungrateful?"

Xun Can smiled: "I know you are ungrateful."

Mo Fengyi frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Xun Can shook his head.

Mo Fengyi was full of worry: "Why is it 'nothing'? Just say a word!"

Xun Can breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the crowds in the hall, suddenly turned sideways to face Mo Fengyi, lowered his head slightly and whispered in his ear: "This is not called being unkind, it is human nature."

Mo Fengyi was in a daze for a moment: "Are you sure? The prince doesn't think so, he keeps scolding me for being hard-hearted."

Don't you have a heart of stone?Xun Can thought secretly, but said: "You haven't been in the imperial city for many years, why should you be asked to have feelings for the people here like a prince?"

Mo Fengyi was taken aback for a moment, and Xun Can said what was on his mind.

Xun Can secretly touched his hand. This time, he didn't caress lightly, but squeezed his hand tightly, and then let go.

Mo Fengyi felt his heart beating faster again, and he couldn't bear to look at Xun Can's side face.

Xun Can secretly said, "Let's go and offer incense."

Only then did Mo Fengyi regain his senses and nodded.

Just after the offering of incense was over, the ceremony just started, Mo Fengyi didn't see Ling Ziming around, and Mo Fengyi only saw that figure when the royal family entered the palace.

Mo Fengyi suddenly frowned, and said coldly: "Why is Zi Ming with the imperial concubine?"

Xun Can was also surprised: "I don't know."

It should have been the royal family surnamed Shu who entered the palace first, and only the concubines of the emperor and the prince's wives and concubines are eligible to accompany them. Why did Ling Ziming go with Jiang Lu?

Mo Fengyi's eyes turned cold. He never felt that this was the favor of the royal family. He only thought that Jiang Lu made Ling Ziming a target of public criticism.

Sensing his anger, Xun Can reminded in a low voice, "Don't be impulsive."

Ling Ziming walked quietly behind Jiang Lu, who was beside Shu Qiyun. She secretly glanced at Mo Fengyi, then hurriedly lowered her head and stopped looking.

It would be fine if it was Ling Ziming's volition, but she was obviously unwilling, not to mention that Mo Feng knew that Ling Ziming could not marry Shu Qiyun. My own family, and the palace full of high-ranking officials and nobles, the ladies who want to marry the prince can line up outside the imperial city. Ling Ziming is so special, won't he be targeted?

The more Mo Fengyi thought about it, the more angry he became.

After finally surviving until the end, Mo Fengyi stepped forward to pull Ling Ziming over while he was drawing words, holding back his anger and said: "What's going on!"

Ling Ziming's wrist was pulled and hurt, and he said angrily: "Go ask the imperial concubine!"

Mo Fengyi knew that Ling Ziming was not to blame, so he let go and said, "What does this mean, imperial concubine? Did she recognize you?"

Ling Ziming sighed and said: "How do I know that it was only proposed by the imperial concubine, who knew that the emperor actually agreed, and then they dragged me into the palace."

Mo Fengyi also suddenly remembered that Shu Hanxu must agree to let Ling Ziming enter the palace, but does Shu Hanxu also like Ling Ziming and want her to marry Shu Qiyun?

Mo Fengyi was a little puzzled, but he couldn't say much, so he asked again: "What do you think?"

"What can I think?" Ling Ziming asked back, "Do you think they asked me what I mean? I'm afraid everyone thinks that it would be a great honor for me to marry the prince. How could I refuse?"

Mo Fengyi suddenly felt distressed: "I'll go and talk to the imperial concubine."

"What?" Ling Ziming smiled bleakly, "What can you say? I have no reason or qualification to refuse."

Mo Fengyi fell silent helplessly.

Xun Can came over and said, "We should go in and draw characters."

Ling Ziming hesitated: "I won't go, you go."

Mo Fengyi knew why Ling Ziming didn't want to smoke, so he said: "I'll accompany you, I won't smoke anymore, it's not interesting."

Xun Can suddenly said, "You all must go, I'm telling you what the emperor meant."

Mo Fengyi and Ling Ziming glanced at each other, Mo Fengyi wondered: "Why?"

Xun Can replied: "You and Ziming are both hand-picked and cannot escape. As for why... I don't know."

So they had no choice but to re-enter the door reluctantly.

The eunuch Weidu walked up to Mo Fengyi, and Mo Fengyi suddenly became a little nervous, Weidu asked:

"You are the supreme warrior"

Mo Fengyi nodded: "I have seen the abbot."

Weidu was almost an octogenarian, with a snow-white beard and cassock that could not support his thinness. He said with a smile: "It is said that you are the descendant of the Tianhui sect, and you are the only one who has climbed to the Lianyang Peak in more than a hundred years. People, the old monk sees it now, and feels very honored."

Mo Fengyi didn't know how to reply, he just smiled dryly: "You're being polite, abbot, I'm just lucky."

"When I was young, I also tried to climb the Lianyang Peak." Weidu said slowly, "It's the highest and coldest place. If you can climb it, you must be qualified to be called this sect."

Mo Fengyi didn't know why the abbot started feeling emotional, he could only salute politely:

"Abbot Miao Zan."

Weidu continued: "Your father once came to Leiyue Temple, and there are still things left by him here."

Mo Fengyi didn't find it strange. Mo Xian was the leader of the Wenyu League. Both Leiyue Festival and Leiyue Temple were related to the Wenyu League. It was normal for him to donate to this place or come here often.

"At that time you were still very young, and he was still an official in the imperial city. I often talked with him, but unfortunately he left too early." Wei Du said with great regret.

Mo Fengyi is strange now. If Mo Xian is still in an official position, what reason does he have to come to Leiyue Temple? Although Leiyue Temple is Beiyiguo Temple, it is also closely related to Jianghu. After all, it is Fang Zhu who once stayed. People in the officialdom should not have too much contact with them. Except for the Thunder Moon Festival, most officials don't come here often. How could Mo Xian do that?

Weidu saw Mo Fengyi's doubts, and he took the initiative to explain: "Although your father was an official of the court at the time, he still cared about the Jianghu. The Holy Land, Mr. Chang Rong must be nostalgic."

Of course, Mo Xian was nostalgic for Jianghu, he only joined the court for Shu Yilian's sake, so after Shu Yilian's death, he left the city immediately, and didn't want to stay longer, of course Mo Fengyi knew about it, but He suddenly felt uncomfortable, why is it his closest father, an outsider who knows better than him? Just like the last time Ling Ziming moved the book, Mo Feng couldn't understand why Mo Xian didn't tell him, but told Ling Ziming .

I am his son.

But Mo Fengyi just nodded his head: "My father is willing to become the leader of the Wenyu League later, so naturally he has a heart for Jianghu."

Wei Du smiled and said: "Actually, Mr. Chang Rong didn't want to be the leader of the alliance back then."

Mo Fengyi was suddenly surprised:

"Why did the abbot say that?"

Wei Du said indifferently: "When Princess Xiangyue passed away suddenly, Mr. Chang Rong wanted to leave. Before he left, he came to Leiyue Temple to offer incense and told the old monk that he planned to take you to live in seclusion and never ask about worldly affairs."

Mo Feng couldn't understand, if his father didn't want to be the leader, then why did he leave the imperial city? Could it be that Mo Xian couldn't accept it just because his mother passed away?

"Then why did my father tell you why he wanted to be the leader later?" Mo Fengyi asked tentatively.

Wei Du shook his head: "Since he left the city, he has come back only a handful of times, and he has never brought you back. There are so many rivers and lakes, it is inconvenient for him to mention it again."

Mo Fengyi was a little disappointed, he felt that he didn't know his father at all, and Mo Xian gave him the impression that he was serious and serious, and was very harsh on him.

Mo Fengyi was forced to practice martial arts and study since he was a child, and he was still the same when he came to Pan Xiaotai. He was even taken out by Mo Xian to learn from his teacher, and he didn't even seem to care about his son at all. Of course Mo Fengyi knew that Mo Xian cared about him, but he also Only when Mo Feng's body was in danger, Mo Xian's smiling face was almost only for Ling Ziming on weekdays.

Mo Fengyi was very annoyed, only at this time did he feel that he and Mo Xian were father and son, because they were exactly the same in this aspect, they just kept things in their hearts and never told others.For example, about Mo Xian's past, even if Mo Fengyi was curious, Mo Xian never talked about it. Mo Fengyi never heard Mo Xian talk about his past with Shu Yilian, and he didn't know the reason why Mo Xian left the city. Ling Ziming's mother is his junior sister, I don't know why Mo Xian wants to abolish his martial arts, even he only asked about Leng Hui.

Mo Fengyi felt depressed. He really wanted to know more about his father, but the son wanted to support him but he would not wait for him. He would never have another chance.

Wei Du saw his despondency, and thought that Mo Feng was very unhappy when he mentioned something sad, so he said again: "Mr. Chang Rong should be very pleased to see you now. After all, you have walked the same path as him."

Mo Fengyi felt quite helpless, how could he be the same as Mo Xian, so he just twitched his lips and asked: "Thank you abbot, may I have a look at what my father put here?"

Weidu nodded: "It's natural, it's your father's stuff."

So Mo Fengyi followed him to the back room, and Weidu took out a large box slowly but deftly.

Mo Fengyi felt uneasy, Wei Du smiled lightly and said: "Zongshi, if you want this thing, you can take it away."

Mo Fengyi breathed a sigh of relief, his hands trembling, he bit his lower lip to open the box that had been dusty for many years.

Inside is a long sword with two words engraved on the hilt.

Farewell.