Daoist, he doesn't understand love

Before being ordered to step down, Ling Weiyun couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Perhaps Your Majesty has forgotten, but I have known Your Majesty since I was young, and I cherish the friendship with Your Majesty very much. I couldn't help myself, and was taken away from the capital by my mother—this time I came to Beijing, firstly, because of my mother's old age, and secondly, because I wanted to see His Majesty."

Ling Weiyun's voice was neither high nor low, and his emotions were not high, but inexplicably, it sounded very sincere.

But Ti Ye seemed indifferent to this.

"Oh, really?"

Ti Ye said: "However, I don't remember these clearly, after all, it happened many years ago."

Ling Weiyun was a little distraught, and came out of the palace, there were not many cars left outside the palace gate, thinking that these people came out of the palace, they ran away non-stop.

Qingshi was waiting for him beside the carriage, to Ling Weiyun's surprise, there was not only Qingshi outside the carriage, but the King Wei who was so frightened that his legs went limp was also there, as if he was waiting for him.

Ling Weiyun walked over, and there was still a distance between him and King Wei, who had already cupped his hands, bowed to him from afar, and said, "Thank you brother Lin just now, for helping me out of the siege, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this place alive." It's the palace."

But seeing the face of the other party who was grateful that he survived a catastrophe, Ling Weiyun originally thought it was funny, but thinking of the tragedy of the other party's entire family being wiped out, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"It's nothing," he shook his head, and then asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

King Wei smiled, looking much more relaxed than in the palace just now, he said: "Of course it's fine if you're alive."

The tone of voice is a bit foolish.

However, just after he finished speaking, King Wei frowned again, and said, "It's just that the matter assigned by His Majesty is really embarrassing."

"Oh," Wei Wang sighed, "where can I go to find a dead person?"

Ling Weiyun: "..."

Oh yes, originally in the palace just now, he wanted to take the opportunity to ask Ti Ye about the portrait, and why he wanted to find that person, but he was hit by Ti Ye's indifferent attitude, and instead forgot about the business up.

King Wei asked him, "Brother Lin, do you have any clue about the person His Majesty is looking for?"

Ling Weiyun: "..."

It's hard to say that the person Ti Ye is looking for is standing right in front of you.

Ling Weiyun coughed and said, "This one is really hard to find. I don't know why Your Majesty must find this person."

King Wei nodded, and analyzed in a serious manner: "Yes, if this is a beauty, I can understand it. Seeing that His Majesty is so old, and has already taken charge of the government, it will be a matter of time after the election, but in this portrait, it is clearly a Man."

Ling Weiyun thought to himself: Isn't that right, choosing a concubine again?

Why can't I avoid these rotten peach blossoms?

He was a little unhappy in his heart, and said: "I don't think your Majesty may be doing it for this. When you choose a concubine, you choose a concubine. Why bother so much?"

Wei Wang said: "Then what do you think is the reason?"

Ling Weiyun still wanted to ask why.

But King Wei doesn't really care about these things, he only cares about his own life.

"No matter what it is for, anyway, I will definitely not be able to find this person. I just hope that His Majesty will not trouble me for this."

As he said that, King Wei suddenly thought of something again, and with a frightened expression on his face, he said to Ling Weiyun: "You said he is using this as a cover, but he is actually looking for an excuse to attack us, right?"

Ling Weiyun answered decisively: "No."

The King of Wei hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard the other party say: "It shouldn't be a pretense, but if you still can't find someone, troubles may still be inevitable."

King Wei's face turned pale, as if he was about to faint again.

However, Wei Wang's words opened up a new way of thinking for Ling Weiyun.

Yes, for King Wei and the others, asking them to find such a person is simply out of thin air, purely finding fault, but for Ling Weiyun, isn't that easy?

The person Ti Ye was looking for, how could he be more familiar than himself?

If Ti Ye really knew something, or remembered something, wouldn't it be a good thing for him to reveal his identity, the best of both worlds?

If there are other hidden secrets, isn't it very simple to make up some casually based on how much he "knows" about himself, and coax Ti Ye?

Although Ti Ye lost his memory, almost forgot everything about his childhood, and his temper became difficult to get close to, but it didn't matter, Ling Weiyun thought, he could take advantage of this ready-made opportunity to get closer to her more openly and honestly.

After thinking about it, Ling Weiyun wished he could go back to the palace now and tell Ti Ye about "himself".

However, he reluctantly endured it, and decided to at least go back to the post house first, stay behind closed doors for two days, and forge some evidence of the existence of "himself" before presenting it to Ti Ye.

After Ling Weiyun and King Wei said goodbye at the gate of the palace, they were about to take the bluestone back to the post house. Unexpectedly, King Wei was very surprised when he heard that they were going back to the post house, and said, "Have you been living in the post house all this time?" ?”

Knowing that the property in the middle of Beijing had been sold long ago, and the Princess’s Mansion was also handed over to the treasury, and now it has become the mansion of a certain minister, King Wei showed a sympathetic look on his face, and said: "Actually, my family has long since disappeared, but in the suburbs of Beijing there are still A separate courtyard was reserved, and I live there now, although it is a bit remote, it is considered clean."

Ling Weiyun praised him for his foresight, and King Wei suddenly said excitedly, "Brother Lin, why don't you come to my place as a guest, otherwise it's so inconvenient to always live in the posthouse."

Ling Weiyun thought for a while, but it was true. After all, the post house was just a temporary place to stay. Not to mention the rudimentary, the main reason is that his body is not very useful, it can be broken in one shot, and he has to decoct and take medicine every day. Trouble, there are many people in the posthouse, and it is really inconvenient.

However, it is difficult to find a suitable mansion in the capital to live in for the time being.

So without much evasion, he agreed to King Wei's invitation.

King Wei was very happy, and said: "Okay, if your majesty calls again next time, I will trouble you, brother Lin, to come with me and give me courage."

Ling Weiyun looked at him: "So that's why you invited me to live in your house."

King Wei blushed a little with shame, and said, "Your brother is really cowardly, brother Lin, don't be angry."

Seeing him like this, Ling Weiyun couldn't say anything more, and to a certain extent, this was what he wanted, so he said: "It's okay, if His Majesty really calls you again next time, I will accompany you." Yes."

The king of Wei was very moved, he was very grateful to Ling Weiyun, he stopped calling brother Lin, he called brother in multiple voices, the older brother was longer than the older brother, he was active and enthusiastic, and immediately drove the servants to help Ling Wei in the posthouse Clouds move things.

After learning that Ling Weiyun was in poor health and couldn't stand the wind, he asked Ling Weiyun to wait in the car, and the rest of the chores were left for King Wei to solve.

Although it is still early autumn, the capital city is not as good as Fengyang. It is located in the south, the climate is warm, and it is already very cold. Ling Weiyun's body like a broken bellows can't stand the cold. He is wearing a big cloak and holding a hand stove in his hand. Sitting in the car, the windproof curtains around were drawn tightly, only Qingshi and King Wei could be heard urging outside, and the sound of walking and moving things could be heard.

Ling Weiyun came to Beijing not long ago, and only brought a dozen or so people with him, but there were quite a lot of things, most of which were bottles and cans of medicinal materials, as well as bedding and clothes to keep out the cold.

However, due to sufficient manpower, it didn't take too long to tidy up, but in the afternoon, all Ling Weiyun's belongings were moved to the other courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

The other courtyard is indeed very secluded. Behind it is the forbidden garden specially used by the royal family for hunting, but it is usually closed. Wei Wang said proudly: "This other courtyard is still my ancestor. When he followed the Taizu to create an imperial career, the Taizu It is the same as this title that was bestowed by the imperial pen, the iron certificate of the alchemy book, no matter who ascends the throne in future generations, it will not be deprived of it."

Ling Weiyun nodded and understood, that's why the property was preserved.

According to what King Wei said, his ancestors seemed to be valued by the Taizu, and he must have made a lot of achievements in being a dragon.

King Wei led Ling Weiyun in through the main entrance, bypassed the screen wall, passed through the front yard, and entered the main hall. In the middle of the hall, there was a portrait hanging.

Wearing a sharp sword, with a fierce look, and the dynasty clearly forbids the theory of immortals, but the person in the painting is stepping on auspicious clouds. The statue in the painting is also very similar to the time when Ling Weiyun was still in the sect. How to draw fairy.

Ling Weiyun glanced at it, and couldn't help but glance at it again. I don't know if it's because of the familiar style of painting, but it feels vaguely familiar.

Wei Wangdao: "This is the portrait of my ancestor. It is rumored that my ancestor has great supernatural powers—"

He stopped suddenly, faced Ling Weiyun's puzzled expression, and winked again, as if he couldn't help it anymore, leaned close to Ling Weiyun's ear, as if talking about a secret, and whispered: "Yes, yes. That forbidden technique."

Forbidden?

Ling Weiyun reacted for a moment before he realized that the forbidden technique the other party mentioned meant immortal technique.

The king of Wei said in a treacherous voice, "It is because of this that my family ancestors are especially valued by the Taizu, and they have made great contributions."

Ling Weiyun nodded, and roughly understood why the Taizu banned the cultivation line. After all, he had seen the pros and cons of it. If he couldn't fully control it, he would have to destroy it.

However, I didn't expect that the great ancestor was so vicious and decisive, yet he would be merciful, leaving the life of King Wei, and even issued such a death order, the line of King Wei will never be broken.

Ling Weiyun looked at the portrait carefully, and Wei Wang also looked at his ancestor, sighing and muttering: "But after the supernatural powers of the ancestors were listed as forbidden arts, no one in our family would dare to learn them. , When I come here, I don’t know anything, otherwise I wouldn’t be such a waste, maybe I will become very powerful..."

In addition to the heroic figure on the portrait, there is a column of small characters next to it, writing the name of the character, a short biographical introduction, and stamped.

Ling Weiyun looked carefully, and finally saw the name clearly——Yi Xiu.