Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

Naturally, these veterans cannot do without the Ju family.

"Give it to the Ju family?"

"Yeah, but I'm also surprised that the old man of the Ju family used to give away antiques, calligraphy and paintings, why suddenly they changed to food."

"Then I'll send this orange to Lord Rong first, and let him guess what Uncle Orange means."

"Ah."

Mr. Rongge cut a slice of orange and chewed it carefully.His white beard trembled, like the leaves of a persimmon tree in late autumn.

Huiyang said: "Mr. Chen Ge asked me to come over and ask what you mean."

Rong Ge, who had been chewing oranges for a long time, said, "Hehe, am I getting old, it's so hard to eat fruit now."

Huiyang smiled and said nothing.

"The oranges from the teacher's house are really delicious," Rongge said, smacking his lips.

Hui Yang said: "It's not the first time to eat oranges, you are always so polite every time."

"It should be," said Rong Ge, wiping his hands with a silk cloth, "without the Ju family, there would be no Jinyang." Rong Ge lifted the bowl, rinsed his mouth, casually, "I heard that someone died."

It was Yang Dutong who became a romantic ghost again.

"Ah, that's what happened."

"When you die, you should be buried properly. The dead are the greatest."

"Well, it's ready to be buried, but—"

"We'll talk about it after the burial."

"Yes."

After passing through the yard, Huiyang didn't go directly to see Mr. Chen Ge, but turned to the side house.

Master Ma has been waiting for a long time.

"How do you say it?" Mr. Ma was very anxious.

"Rongge old man is buried first."

"Ah?" Ma Chrome suspected that he had heard wrong.

Huiyang waved his hand: "It's not that my brother won't help you, that's what Mr. Rongge means." He took out a bank note from his pocket and said, "If you didn't do anything for you, the money will be returned to you, and your nephew will be buried properly." Bar."

Ma Chrome was holding the 1000 taels of bank notes, his eyes were red, and he was trembling with anger. Is this the way to go?Nian'er, Nian'er, it was your uncle who harmed you, and these high officials are all inhumane. Uncle will definitely seek justice for you!

"That's what he said?" Old Chen Ge teased the bird, absent-mindedly, and the servant next to him had just reported back what Elder Rong Ge thought.

"Exactly."

Old Chen Ge put the bird in the cage: "Then do as Master Rong wants."

Inaction is the best action.

It is obviously a joke that the little sparrow wants to set off huge waves in the big river.

Jinyang Palace

"Who?"

"I!"

"roll!"

Liu Daxia sighed, the prince has closed the door for three days, during which time he will not eat or drink, and no one is allowed to go in and visit him, if this continues, he will be useless.

Gao Bing signaled Liu Daxia, Uncle Zhong and the others to step back, and knocked on the door with his hands: "Ji Xiu."

There is no response inside.

Gao Bing cleared his throat: "Qi Yuanxiu!"

"Bang!" There was a loud sound of shattering porcelain in the room.

"roll!"

Gao Bing scolded in his heart why the pair of cousins ​​were so pissy, and then said, "Young Master Changzhi...General Zhu Ming asked me to come over and ask about Yang Yannian's matter—"

"do not know!"

A person who has been suppressed for a long time becomes more and more irrational. Once a gap is encountered, he will erupt with lightning speed, pulling down all the disguises of more than ten years in an instant, and his reason quickly becomes a villain.

"Okay, then I will inform them to do it," Gao Bing said, "The Liu family in Hanzhong sent some things over a few days ago, and said that next time they want to send a maid over to be a wife of a trial marriage—"

The door was opened at once.

Ji Xiu Xiuluo stood there, his eyes were red, his lips were cracked, and he was terribly haggard, "Whatever... I am no longer the prince..."

Gao Bing was startled, and then rolled his eyes: "That's right, let me show you a palm reading, maybe you are not suitable to be a prince," and then took advantage of Ji Xiu's inattention, and squeezed Ji Xiu's wrist.

Memories flash like a revolving lantern.

What you know, what you don't know, springs up like spring water.

Ji Xiu entered a bizarre world.

There are all kinds of people in front of him. In the midst of the warm light, the young himself is hugged by the wet nurse, next to the mother, beside the mother are many concubines, in the middle is Emperor Qi Gong, on the left of Emperor Gong are his brothers, Qi Yuanqin, Qi Yuanyan, Qi Yuanhui, Qi Yuanli, Qi Yuanxi...

Then these people went away from him, he shouted but it was useless, a blood red door in the white snow closed with a bang.His mother's pale face was so peaceful in the flying snow and ice. Ji Xiu wanted to touch his mother, but found that her mother had been frozen in a huge block of ice. That weak child was covered with chilblains, and his throat was so swollen from the cold that he couldn't speak...

……

Memories fly by like snowflakes...

Ji Xiu's eyes slowly moisten...

Then a snap of the fingers brought him back to reality.

Ji Xiu took a deep breath.

Experience is extracted from pain, but if you can’t get anything from pain, then this person is a boring person. Just now Gao Bing performed an illusion, and those painful memories were pulled out from the depths of memory , put those long-suppressed scars in the sun, express your anger wantonly, and then new flesh will grow on the wound, and those anger will eventually leave.

A dense fog also began to slowly dissipate.

Ji Xiu's eyes were as deep as the sea, and something in his heart gradually became clear, let the past pass, let the future pass, he suddenly realized how distorted he was in the past ten years, too much attachment, but also hurt look at yourself.

"Let Uncle Gao worry about it."

Gao Bing smiled, "I have worried about you since I was a child."

In the dark of the moon, you can see the fishing lamp, and there is a little firefly in the solitary light.Gentle wind and waves, scattered into a river full of stars.

Uncle Zhong hurried over from the backyard.

"The Orange family sent me a basket of oranges."

"Who sent it here?"

"Master of the Ju family, Ju Baorong."

"Well, I see, you go down."

Gao Bing said: "He's pretty fast."

This man is the name of the orange. This box of oranges must not have been sent by Ju Baorong. Ju Baorong will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. It must be a big event when he comes, and he must be given a lot of money. The oranges from the Ju family are indeed It is very famous, and the official delivery of oranges must be the only orange Mingzhi.

"He really exceeded my expectations," Ji Xiudan said.

"My lord has already gone to help him, so what's the meaning of this basket of oranges?"

"I used the reputation of Mr. Ju to send oranges. I am afraid that this matter must be done by having a certain relationship with Ju's family. I guess it is not just us who are sending oranges. He is telling us that he has already acted. , let us do it with peace of mind and work together.”

Gao Bing knew it well, and replied: "We should hurry up, and the Xinzhou matter may not be covered up for long."

"Well, let's go, go out."

At the beginning of Xiyun, the pavilion was sinking, and the rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Ji Xiu didn't ride a horse, but took a car and took Gao Bing out of the city.

When getting off the car, Gao Bing found the Earth Temple outside the city.

The Earth Temple still retains the architectural craftsmanship of ancient craftsmen, but it has long been abandoned, and the weeds in front of the gate have grown to a height of one foot.

Ji Xiu took Gao Bing into the Temple of Earth and tapped on the wall.

Gao Bing took a deep breath.

Ji Xiu ignored his surprise and stepped into the underground palace.

The underground palace was built in the Earth Temple before. It was not big at first, but it seems to have been dug out for a long time, leading to an unknown place.

This Ji Xiu really has a lot of secrets.

After the two turned around, they suddenly realized.

It turns out that the underground palace leads to this mysterious bamboo forest.

One person has been waiting for a long time.

If Wang Jian was present, he would definitely know this person. This person was one of the guards who escorted them to Jinyang that day. That young guard who taunted Guo Wangjian that day, Pu Rendong.

Seeing Ji Xiu coming, he immediately said respectfully: "My lord."

These hidden guards were trained by Ji Xiu since he was a child, so they are naturally very loyal.

"Tomorrow, day and night, at midnight, in the cemetery in the south of the city, dig them out for me."

That person was naturally Yang Yannian.

Yang Yannian's body survived for several days, but due to the identity of that person, no one dared to bury him hastily.

Gao Bing felt a chill in his heart when he heard it. Tomorrow is the day for Yang Yannian to go to the soil. The old school finally nodded and put him down. He dug him out right after he went down. Why is Ji Xiu doing such a thing?And what does this kind of thing call me to do?

"This is Mr. Gao. He will go with you tomorrow. Please keep Mr. Gao safe. After digging out Yang Yannian, Mr. Gao will tell you where to send him."

Was tricked by this prince again!

Pu Rendong turned his gaze to Gao Bing, frowned, "Here comes another Taoist priest."

"I'm not a Taoist priest."

"No, you are."

"How do you know I'm a Taoist priest?"

"It smells."

Gao Bing smelled himself, "I haven't made alchemy for a long time."

"He is a dog," a man suddenly appeared next to him, put on Pu Rendong's shoulder, "Hello, my name is Shi Beichen."

If Wang Jian is here, Wang Jian must also know him.

The dark guard who drove a carriage in Yinshui that day.

"His name is Gao Bing, and he will act with you tomorrow. Please keep Mr. Gao and Yang Yannian safe."

Oh, so Yang Yannian is not dead!

Gao Bing knew it in his heart, and Ji Xiu's insidiousness far exceeded his expectations.

I'm afraid that in terms of strategy, there are not many people in the world who can match this person.

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