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The son stayed in deep and practiced Zuo, imprisoned the rebellious minister Lu Changqing forever in Lishan Feng Prison, made Jihou Xiao Huaijin the Grand Master, wished Hou Mingsong the Grand Tutor, and Jin Hou Fengyun the Taibao; cast a black gold staff and gave it to the national teacher Feng Qi.

There is an old saying: "... Xuandi gave birth to Xuanyi at the age of 600, and Xuanjin gave birth to Xuanjin at the age of [-]." The so-called Xuanjin is the iron of later generations. Xuanjin is very valuable in Zhou State.Skilled craftsmen can forge black gold to be extremely hard. There are occasional weapons in the world, but the army has not noticed the advantages of iron.

This black gold staff is only three feet long, reaching waist height, and the whole body is black; the head of the staff is carved with phoenix patterns, the feathers are as thin as hair, and the two tail feathers are stretched and coiled around the staff body.When the stick was given, the emperor announced to the world that the king would be stunned on the stick, and the courtiers would be flogged on the bottom. Anyone who saw this stick would retreat ten miles.

At that time, the power of Fengqi Guoshi had reached its peak, and even the historian commented: If Fengqi Guoshi had the intention of rebelling, the Zhou Dynasty and the world would surely fall into the hands of this powerful minister.

However, the day after the stick was given, the national teacher braved the spring rain and took a simple carriage with green curtains to Lishan.

Located in the north of Haojing, Lishan Mountain belongs to a branch of the Qinling Mountains. The mountain looks like a galloping green horse from a distance.When King Wen was alive, in order to seek the way of immortality, he built an underground palace at the bottom of the mountain, which was called Nether Palace. "It means "Feng Prison".Everyone in the Zhou Dynasty knows that once you enter Feng Prison, you have already fallen into the underworld, and you will never see the light of day again.

On the top of Lishan Mountain, there is Tanli Palace, which is the place where Lian Zixin, an old friend of King Wen, practiced.And Furong Immortal Lian Zixin is the master of Feng Qi and Xuan Yuan.

Feng Qi has not been back here for many years, and when he set foot on the old land again, he feels that he is right and wrong.

Last night's wind and rain, the bluestone steps outside the mountain gate were covered with sycamore leaves.Feng Qi leaned on a black gold cane, stepped up the stone steps, and stood in front of the mountain gate, looking up at the cloud and mist, and descending the mountain gate. On the gate, there are seven big characters "the best Lianzixin in the world".

These seven characters were inscribed by his master with a sword after he was drunk once. After that, no one who went up the mountain would dare to use a sword on Lishan Mountain when they saw the seven characters that were clear and elegant.

More than forty Taoists from Tanli Palace came out to greet them, and they lined up on both sides of the mountain gate.Feng Qi ordered them to arrange Xie Ji's daily life, and then went back to the old residence in the palace.

Xie Ji followed the Taoist who led the way, casually looking at the surrounding scenery.He understood Feng Qi's thoughts from the bottom of his heart. The national teacher couldn't let go of the imprisoned Qinghou, so he returned to Lishan to accompany him.

Worthy of the world...but after all, he lost one person.

After living in the palace for three or two days, Feng Qi brought Xie Ji to the Library Pavilion, and introduced to him the locations of various books on medicine, martial arts, geography, and military affairs. "These books were collected by my teacher from all over the world, and some of them only exist here." Feng Qi said to Xie Ji, "When you have nothing to do, you might as well take a look at the ones you are interested in."

Xie Ji was so obsessed that he almost forgot to answer. After walking a few steps inside, he remembered to turn around and thank you.

A few days later, Xie Ji plunged headlong into the sea of ​​books, while Feng Qi sometimes wrote letters to his old friends in Jingguo, and sometimes let the Taoist boys do acupuncture and moxibustion to pass the time.During this period, Xie Ji heard that his younger brother Xie Yan had found a job in the town at the foot of Mount Li, and kept guarding Feng Prison, refusing to leave.

Xie Yan's waywardness is really worrying, but it is not reassuring to say that Lu Changqing is never mentioned like the national teacher.

Lu Changqing was at the bottom of the mountain, and everyone knew it, but no one dared to say a word to Feng Qi.He himself seemed to have forgotten about Lu Changqing, and concentrated on recuperating.

His trauma and broken bones have healed in sevens and eighties, and even his cough has been cured by the panacea that Zhou Wang sent every day.It's just that Lu Changqing's limbs, which had been injured the day Lu Changqing attacked the city half a year ago, went from bad to worse.The black gold staff given to him by the King of Zhou has now completely become a crutch, and it is difficult to walk a long distance without external force, especially on rainy days, where the broken tendons are painful, and it is even more difficult to walk an inch.

Feng Qi and Xie Ji lived in Tanli Palace for less than half a month, and the deserter who received the letter finally arrived.He didn't know where to get a jar of fragrant and mellow wine, and strode into the Tanli Palace while drinking heavily.

Feng Qi sat in the pavilion, still wearing a thick fur coat, flipping through the six or seven letters on the table.

When Xie Ji saw his grandfather, he dropped the scroll in his hand, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Qi put away the letter, put it in his arms, took the wine jar thrown by the wastelander, and took a sip with both hands.

"The national teacher's life is not bad." Sitting on the railing, Huang Yuanke said, looking around.

Feng Qi just smiled.

"The assassin from that day, do you have any clues?" Feng Qi leaned on the railing and asked, the mountain wind blew his silver hair, shining like the moonlight on the lake.

The deserter looked at his silver hair with a calm expression on his face, but he sighed in his heart: how sad it must be to turn gray all night.However, he never heard a word of his thoughts.Although Feng Qi is good at flattering, but he is very strong inside.

The wilderness guest took a sip of wine and said: "After that day, I chased them for a long time, but I didn't have any clues. I wanted to ask my old friends from the rivers and lakes according to the martial arts method, but I heard about the absurdity of your actions on the way. If there is something wrong, I went straight to Haojing."

"There is no cure for Chi Xiao's poison, Great Master, you are sometimes extremely smart, and sometimes you are ridiculously stupid!" Throwing the drunk wine jar into the pond outside the railing, splashing a splash, "Lian Zixin The old drunkard monkey is very smart, but he taught you such a stupid apprentice. As long as you are willing to speak for Lu Changqing, you will not be forced to do this by Feng Yun."

"Lu Changqing is guilty of treason, how can I speak for him."

"In matters of the power field, right and wrong can be clearly stated. You are too serious." Wastelander sighed.

"There should be justice in everything." Feng Qi said, "The Son of Heaven, in court, doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, and governs the world with whatever."

"You are not a fledgling kid, why do you still talk about justice? The most important thing is to keep the world peaceful, not just or unjust. If you want to kill thousands of people for the sake of justice, you have to accept this dead truth ?”

"Even if thousands of people die, I want justice." Feng Qi said in a deep voice.The wilderness guest was startled when he heard it, and looked into his eyes.Those blue phoenix eyes were as ghostly as they were seen at the bottom of the cliff.

The wilderness guest suddenly felt that he was very strange.

Feng Qi stroked the head of the Xuanjin stick, and said coldly: "A country that does not distinguish between right and wrong will not last long. Tens of millions of people have been appeased, and tens of millions of people will die in the future."

"...What did you see at the bottom of the cliff?" The Wastelander asked suddenly.

Feng Qi was startled, as if he wanted to say something, but his lips trembled in vain, but he pressed them tightly again.

"It's nothing..." He lowered his eyes to hide his embarrassment, and put his hand on his forehead, "...It's just that when I think of Ah Man, I feel uncomfortable...Desperately trying to prove that I'm right..."

The wilderness guest felt that this kind of Feng Qi was the one he was familiar with.However, the sentence just now, "Although tens of millions of people die, we still demand justice" still left him with lingering fears.An inexplicable uneasiness filled his heart, but the wasteland guest didn't know what was wrong.

"Feng Qi, you have been too tired these few months. You have been marching and fell off a cliff. You should rest here for a while." Huang Yuanke said, "I am not here to argue with you. I I know a lot of poisonous masters, and I will try to find a solution for you."

Seeing Xie Ji come over with tea, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "That bastard Xiao Yan found a job in the village at the foot of the mountain, and he wouldn't leave no matter what I called him, Xiao Ji, tell me what you bastard brother wants to do ?”

"Xiao Yan admired the Marquis of Chongqing very much, and knew that he was imprisoned in Feng Prison, so naturally he refused to leave." Xie Ji replied while serving tea.

"It's a good thing to be loyal, but I always feel that the bigger the kid, the more weird he is." The Wastelander scratched his scalp and said, "What about you? When are you leaving?"

Xie Ji was silent, but turned around and knelt down to worship Feng Qi.

Feng Qi only wore a loose fur coat, and his posture was very casual. Unexpectedly, Xie Ji bowed suddenly, and was stunned for a moment.

"I beg Master to accept me as an apprentice." Xie Jiduan said straightly.

"You boy..." The wilderness guest has always known Xie Ji's temperament of being the boss and the second child, so he never expected that he would really convince anyone. Although he is a little bit reluctant at this moment, he is quite happy, "... You kid would have thought about it, but you didn't ask if the national teacher would accept it."

Xie Ji's move was just in line with Feng Qi's wishes, he smiled slightly: "Xiao Ji, if you tell me earlier, I'd better dress properly today."

Both of them are free and easy people, how can they be so particular.Feng Qi's words were just a tactful statement that he was accepted as an apprentice.

The wasteland guest laughed and said: "Aji, you should learn the intelligence of the national teacher, but don't imitate his stupidity sometimes."

Feng Qi shook his head helplessly, the wastelander cupped his hands towards him, jumped up lightly at his feet, and flew away on the corridor tiles.Looking at his back, Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief.The person in his heart came out to make trouble again. Although he had always been clear about right and wrong, he hadn't reached the point of that person's paranoia.Fortunately, the wilderness guest didn't notice his strangeness.

In the middle of the night, night owls crowed in the mountains, and crickets sighed and rustled their nests.

The lamp was lit in the room, Feng Qi sat in front of the desk, pondering over the letters during the day.He has dominated the government and the public for decades, he is good at dancing with long sleeves, and has deep connections.The correspondence in the past few days has made the power situation in Yasukuni very clear.To clean up Fengyun, it takes an appropriate time.At this moment, the flames of war have just extinguished, and a thousand wastes are waiting to be done. It is definitely not a good opportunity for conquest. Moreover, Feng Yun has done enough superficial skills, and has been awarded the title of meritorious official of the king, which makes the king's teacher unknown.However, the strong wind started at the end of Qingping, if you want to settle in the future, you must first arrange the chess pieces step by step.

On the other hand, Mr. Qitong's crime of treason was laid down by the late King Wen. To rehabilitate Mr. Qitong, it is equivalent to blaming King Wen for his fault. Without all the evidence, one cannot act rashly.

All kinds of purposes and heavy precautions are intertwined into a vertical and horizontal chessboard in Feng Qi's heart. If he makes a wrong move, he will lose the whole game. This game of chess has been extremely hard for him.Although Xie Ji seems to be pampered every day, he is physically and mentally exhausted.

The wind blew open a gap in the window, the candle flickered, Feng Qi was soaked in the coolness, and covered his mouth to cough.The cough stirred up a dull pain in the heart, and Chi Xiao's poison seemed to be faintly about to break out again.

Feng Qi looked at the pot of red flowers placed on the desk.

The shape of the flower is somewhat like a rose, the petals are bright red, the center is the thickest, and the stamens are almost dark red and dark like coagulated blood.The smell is also very strong, and the whole room is filled with an intoxicating sweet fragrance.

The dull pain in the heart intensified, and gradually became like a knife cut.

Feng Qi's face turned pale, his eyes fixed on the flowers on the table.The alluring sweet fragrance seemed to be stronger than before, making him want to bite off a petal and taste it.

Just one bite, one taste, a piece of petal can relieve the severe pain in the heart at this moment.

Feng Qi squinted his eyes halfway, sniffing the sweet fragrance in the air greedily, his pale face actually regained some color.

But he soon realized what he was doing, opened his eyes suddenly, frowned slightly, got up and walked away quickly.He pushed open the door and walked straight to the middle of the courtyard.

The cold moonlight filled his whole body.

Feng Qi took a few deep breaths of the night air in the mountains and forests, feeling refreshed.Thinking of his actions in the room just now, he couldn't help sighing.

The temptation of Chi Xiao's poison was more difficult to resist than he expected.

However, he smiled lightly. Fortunately, he was the one who drank that glass of wine that day.

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