Twilight Cloud Returns

What little ancestors, little babies, little darlings!

This person really showed his original shape when he returned to the capital!Where did you learn all these crooked and nasty words!

Wuqing was ashamed and angry when he heard it, and was about to hit him with a broom.

But how could he be willing?At most, it's nothing more than pretending to scare and scare Zhizhi!The broom stopped in mid-air, and finally fell to the floor.

Wu Qingqi didn't live up to his expectations, so he simply turned his back and got angry with himself.

Yun Chuxiu, a ghost spirit, is sure that Wuqing cares about her own thoughts, so she is unscrupulous.

He obediently got down from the stool, unexpectedly carried Wuqing from behind to the table.

Wuqing's anger has not dissipated yet, and this man started to play again!

He struggled wildly angrily, but in Yun Chuxiu's eyes, it was the arrogant cat "opening its teeth and claws" with its flesh pads. The latter pressed Wuqing's restless little hand and said tenderly, "Yuwan is my sister."

Of course Wuqing knew it was her sister!

In the fireworks alley, when the flower girls welcome and send off, don't they all "officials" and "brothers" make the guests happy?

Wuqing misinterpreted the meaning of "sister", and suddenly became even more angry, and uttered the thoughts in his heart.

Yun Chuxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When did you know what happened in Hualiu Lane?"

Wuqing blushed and argued: "Don't interrupt."

"Okay, okay..." Yun Chuxiu continued to explain, "Yuwan's real name is Yun Sheng, she is the noble daughter of my Yun family, and my cousin."

Wuqing's expression changed from shame and indignation just now to disbelief. This was the second time he heard something about the Yun Clan.

Before returning to vulgarity, Senior Brother Wulu always liked to chatter about all kinds of rumors and secrets that he heard during the ritual ceremonies.This kind of secret history is not only full of things to know and return, but also counts him the most!But after all, it's nothing more than that he is not clear about which flower lady and young lady, but there is a mysterious thing that is rarely known.

Wuqing still remembers the expression of senior brother Wulu in the chanting hall, his eyes rolling around, afraid that his master would find out about these mundane things again, and then whispered to himself: "Brother, guess what the most secret thing brother inquired about? What is it?"

He knocked on the wooden fish seriously, obviously not wanting to know.

But Wulu is very much like a hospitable shop owner in the capital, he insists on holding you and chatting with you endlessly.

He pretended to be mysterious, and whispered: "There are rumors in the palace that the little prince's mother concubine Yun Guifei is a noble daughter of the Yun clan, and the little prince is also a member of the Yun clan."

This rumor is rather rare.

Wuqing stopped knocking on the wooden fish, it was related to the little prince, he always wanted to know more.

At this moment, Wulu turned into an official who was good at judging cases and reasoning in the capital, and forcibly analyzed: "Junior brother, think about it, this Concubine Yun's surname is Yun, and the little prince just followed his mother's surname, and also surnamed Yun. And this Yun tribe, everyone Guan Yun’s surname, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?”

"Before you and I stayed in the Yulan Pavilion to recuperate from injuries, and the young prince has been accompanying Gu Shizhu, but he claimed to us that the Yun Clan is real. The Yun Clan has priceless good things, The little prince is even easier to get!"

Wulu became more theoretical, and felt that the rumors were true.

Although Wuqing didn't believe it, he still had doubts in his heart.After a while, he knocked on the wooden fish again, and said, "Brother, as disciples of the Buddhist family, we should just do our part in chanting scriptures and praying, and don't get involved in other things."

Wulu couldn't help shaking his head again and again, saying that his wooden junior brother was really boring.

Now Wuqing recalled this conversation, but he didn't expect that the facts turned out to be the opposite of what he said - he also advised Wulu senior brother to be less involved in this worldly gossip, and ended up becoming the first disciple of Huishan Temple to return to the secular world.

Perhaps this is the impermanence of the world that people often say...

He widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "You...are you really a member of the Yun clan?"

Yun Chuxiu nodded, "It's true, including my mother Yun Guifei and my younger sister Yun Sheng, we are all members of the Yun clan. My mother was the previous noble daughter of the Yun clan. The connection between the royal family and the Yun clan."

Wuqing has already forgotten the anger just now, and the most moving thing in this world is the constant surprises created by people who have a heart-to-heart with him.

Now one of his hearts is tied to the rumored mysterious tribe.

He couldn't help re-examining Zhihuan, looking up and down.

Yun Chuxiu had never been stared at by him before. In the past, he would do such things by himself, but now that it happened to him, he suddenly felt a little scared—did his identity as a member of the Yun clan scare him?

Wuqing suddenly pinched his face with his hands, and smiled like a child, and then asked curiously: "You really have the secret of longevity as the rumors say? I think you are just a mortal body..."

It turns out that this little fool is still thinking about longevity!

Yun Chuxiu stood upright on the ground, her eyes were parallel to Wuqing who was sitting on the table, she lightly tapped his forehead with her index finger, and said fondly, "The secret technique of longevity is certainly fake, but it was fabricated by the world. Throughout the ages, how many Emperors and generals longed for longevity, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find the legendary fairyland, but the bamboo basket fetched water in vain. Didn’t they all go west when it was time to leave?”

True.Master Huijue also often taught Wuqing, to do one's best and to know the destiny.Master is so proficient in Buddhism, he never mentioned longevity. On the contrary, he still remembers when he will pass away every day, and wants to reach bliss as soon as possible, so as not to waste food in this world.

Others are looking forward to being "disaster" in the world for a while, but Master Huijue's thinking angle is tricky, but he really understands what he said about Master before——strange!

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Yun Chuxiu thought that he was playing tricks again, so she asked.

Wuqing said calmly: "I just remembered some past events in Huishan Temple."

"After the summoning of the emperor, I will accompany you back and report to Huijue and the others that they are safe. How about staying in Yulan Bieyuan for a while?"

There is nothing you can ask for.Let this person go back to Huishan to be quiet for a few days, so that the girls in the capital will not worry about it.

My thoughts went back to Yuwan, oh, it should be called Yunsheng at this time.

According to the etiquette system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Yun clan could be regarded as relatives of the emperor after all.Even if the children of the royal family are not Chu, they should be appointed princesses as usual.Why did Yun Sheng fall into the land of fireworks, but Zhi Huan didn't seem worried at all?

Wuqing's doubts were all written on his face, "Then why did Miss Yunsheng appear in that...that place..."

The corners of Yun Chuxiu's lips curled up with bitterness, which Wuqing had never seen before.

In his impression, Zhi Huan has always been someone who can make him smile even in adversity, and rarely has such a sad mood.

Yun Chuxiu caressed his thick blue hair like a waterfall, not wanting to worry him, and then changed into his usual relaxed posture, and talked about the heaviest thing in the most casual tone: "Do you still remember when you were in Liangzhou, The imperial guards and imperial orders that I told you about?"

Wuqing kept it firmly in his heart, only to hear that he continued to speak: "Then where is the real imperial guard? It's just a member of the Yun clan who went deep into the enemy's cave for the emperor and used his life to spy on all parties. It's just that he came from the Great Zhou Dynasty. At the beginning of its establishment, a nice name was given to this group of people who were forced to live in hidden corners, and they were called Huangwei."

"That cloud shadow..." Wuqing subconsciously thought of him.

"He is one of them. In the battle with the Huns, the imperial guards who were ambushing the Huns, that is, what Mo Chun and the others thought were hidden piles, were dispatched together, and sent information to Da Zhou to help us win." Yun Chuxiu gave Wuqing affirmation The answer is, "The cultivation of the imperial guards is extremely cruel, with endless training and daily bloody fights. Everyone thinks that the Yun clan is a paradise, but in fact it is the place where the royal family of the Great Zhou secretly trained the imperial guards. It is cold-blooded and ruthless."

"Once the descendants of our clan descend, they will be luckier if they are women, but if they are men, they will all be sent to undergo strict selection."

"They are the shadows of Da Zhou lurking everywhere. They have dedicated their lives to Da Zhou. They may not even deserve a tombstone with their real names engraved on it after they die."

Puzzled, "Why?"

Yun Chuxiu smiled wryly and said: "If someone with a heart finds out, they will know the secret of the imperial guard, and the shadow will be exposed to the sun and lose its original value."

Wuqing was heartbroken when he heard it - sacrificing a tribe in exchange for the peace and stability of Dazhou was worth it, but he couldn't bear it and felt sad.

"Thus, the heads of the Yun clan of all dynasties hoped to free their clansmen from this bitter fate, and tried their best, but none of them helped. We can't escape the control of the royal family surnamed Chu in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"My mother was born bright and charming, and she knew how to read and respect, so she was chosen as the noble daughter of the Yun clan and dedicated to her father. The patriarch had selfish intentions. He hoped to use his mother to keep his father's heart in exchange for respect for the Yun clan." A little mercy."

Yun Chuxiu's mother really lived up to the patriarch's entrustment, now who doesn't know the deep love between the late emperor and concubine Yun Gui?

As soon as he mentioned his mother, it seemed that the whole tragic story also added a touch of warmth. His tone was much softer, "It may be that there are always beautiful accidents in the twists and turns. The father and the mother are in love with each other and are sincere. Father is kind-hearted, and he has long thought of abolishing the imperial guard. He always believes that governing the world should be lenient, and all the people of the Great Zhou should be able to enjoy the grace. Even if he does not rely on the imperial guard, he can still make other countries surrender."

"But before the matter could be dealt with, the emperor died unexpectedly, and all the efforts had to be wasted."

Wuqing felt quite strange when he heard it, "Is there something else hidden about the late emperor's death?"

Yun Chuxiu nodded resolutely, "Father is in his prime, even if he feels unwell occasionally, he will never pass away suddenly. But there are always hands behind him, secretly manipulating everything. One month before Father passed away, I was sent to When I came to Sichuan, I said that I wanted to inspect the construction of the local ladder and stone stacks, and also inspect the local parents and officials."

"The timing was too coincidental. When I heard the news and rushed back, I couldn't find out. To this day, I still have doubts about the death of my father."

It's not that Wuqing has never seen these similar plots in the scriptures that Wulu kept privately. It is often that the succeeding monarch becomes a patricide and regicide.

This idea suddenly rose from Wuqing's mind, and he shuddered, "Could it be the current emperor?"