Palace Master's Road to Unification

Lan Jin fell into a coma for a long time, so long that he had several dreams. In the dream, he returned to his childhood. He liked fresh fish very much when he was young. He came up, and was frozen to death on the way. It was rare for him to have a few delicious salmon. His parents would let his elder brother eat them first. When Sheng Yuan finished eating, there were not many fish left, and it was already cold, so it was not good. After eating, he remembered this matter for a long time, so when he grew up, he would always run to Jiangnan, finding excuses not to go back to the mountains during festivals, preferring to play in Jiangnan until death, and not want the cold wind blowing from the snowy mountains.

The partiality of the parents can be said to be obvious, because his eldest brother is suffering from fire and poison every day. As a healthy younger brother, he naturally has to give in to the other party, even if the other party is five years older than himself, what should be given in must still be given in. What should not be given up must be given up, which is enough to arouse a teenager's rebellious psychology.

When I was outside, I didn’t even want to use my real name. Instead, I named myself "Lan Jin", which is similar to a certain palace master. Later, when I met Wen Youqin, the other party also called me "Ah." Jin", not the original name.

Lan Jin woke up in a jolt, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar purple. He greeted him in a friendly manner.

"Morning, my lord."

As soon as I finished speaking, I realized that my body was different from usual.

His hands were tied together with hemp rope, and a thick rope was wrapped around his neck.

His eyes were slightly opened, and he didn't dare to say anything: "Wow, is it so exciting?"

Ziheng sat aside and watched Lan Jin's reaction.

"By the way, I am... kidnapped as a hostage?"

"Very surprised?"

Lan Jin thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's not an accident, you can do it."

Lan Jin tried to break free from the rope in his hand, and said while trying: "My parents are long gone, it's useless for you to kidnap me."

Lan Jin really couldn't think of a reason for Ziheng to kidnap herself. Generally speaking, kidnapping is to kidnap children to threaten their parents, coerce them to pay a ransom, or ask the other party to do something. There is no shortage of money. In the case of the latter, her parents have long since died. Who will she coerce?It can't be his big brother...?

Thinking of this, Lan Jin shivered.

Seeing what Lan Jin was thinking, Zi Heng said, "You seem to have no confidence in Sheng Yuan?"

"If he can come, there will be ghosts."

"You are not the only hostage in this seat."

Lan Jin was very suspicious about this: "Does my brother have any other relatives?"

Ziheng said lightly: "It's not a relative, you'll know it when you see it."

Lan Jin frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of who else Zi Heng could arrest to threaten his eldest brother.

"Could it be that you captured his sweetheart?"

"I don't know if it's my sweetheart, but I don't believe that Sheng Yuan won't come if you two add one."

"...I hope you get what you want."

The carriage was running extremely bumpy, Lan Jin poked his head out: "Are you going back to Jiuxiao Palace?"

The lake and mountains outside looked like they had already left Jinling, and they might soon arrive at the Nine Heavens Palace. Lan Jin was bored, looking around, and suddenly saw a number of prison carts behind him, and inside was a man with whips all over his body. of red marks.

Lan Jin retracted her head and asked, "Who is in the back?"

"Slightly sunny."

Lan Jin was shocked, and looked outside again. After a careful look, it really was a little sunny!

"How did he become like this...?" When I saw Wei Shengqing last time, he was still choking arrogantly in the brothel, the feng shui turns too fast!

"He likes whips, so I will fulfill him."

"..." Lan Jin was silent for a moment, then said, "The hobby is quite special."

I don't know if it's Wei Shengqing or Ziheng who said this sentence.

Ziheng raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look, Lan Jin said with a dry smile: "It's no wonder that people from the Weisheng family have unusual hobbies."

Zi Heng raised her hand and pulled it, the rope in her hand was connected to Lan Jin's neck, and with this pull, Lan Jin fell directly over it.

Ziheng lowered his head and said quietly: "One more word of nonsense, you are just like him."

Looking up at the other person's face, Lan Jin took a deep breath: "... I am paid quite well for sharing a car with the palace lord."

"You can also choose to go to the back."

Lan Jin quickly waved his hands to express his rejection: "No, no, I'm a clean freak."

"Is that so?" Zi Heng expressed his disbelief.

Lan Jin said seriously, "You can think of me as a clean freak."

Fearing that she would be kicked off the carriage, Lan Jin kept her mouth shut and said nothing, she rested her cheeks on her hands and stared at Ziheng motionlessly. Ziheng's face was calm and did not respond to such fiery gazes, so she closed her eyes and began to meditate.

After staring at it for a while, Lan Jin really felt bored, and started looking out the car window again, shaking his head and sighing secretly.

Brother, brother, don't be too brotherly at this time.

After learning that Wei Shengji had escaped, Ziheng calmly gave the order to return to the palace, but she was actually very dissatisfied with the result, so she left Ning Zheng behind.

"When will things here end, and when will you come to see me?"

And Ning Zheng could only smile wryly.

Zi Heng's trip back to the palace can be regarded as a big fanfare, for fear that others will not know that she has captured Wei Shengqing and Lan Jin, the driving speed along the way is surprisingly slow, and the scene is also unusually large.

After wandering like this for seven days, he returned to Jiuxiao Palace.

Inside the Nine Heavens Palace, Qingying was overjoyed: "Palace Master, you are finally back!" I'm going to die of exhaustion! !

Ziheng asked: "Is there something important happening in the palace?"

Qingying categorically said: "No!"

Hearing this, Zi Heng frowned slightly, Duan Wu was so calm, it really surprised her, but it's okay, after all, it's not the time yet, let Duan Wu spend some more time at ease.

"You can rest during this time, and hand over all the affairs in the palace to Han Lu and Xuezhi, and they should also start exercising."

"Yes."

"Take these two people down."

Qingying looked behind Ziheng, and there were two adult men tied up, one was dressed in tatters and had red marks all over his body, with a proud expression on his face that would rather die than submit, the other was smiling, and even raised his hand to greet himself with a smile.

"Here, fifty lashes a day, don't stop."

"Yes."

"Another one you want."

After giving the order, Ziheng left.

Qingying looked at the two of them for a while, then stood in front of Wei Shengqing and said, "Come here, put this young master in a dungeon, and serve him with fifty whips every day."

Walking in front of Lan Jin again, Lan Jin hadn't untied the rope in his hands, and there was still a rope around his neck. Qingying touched his chin, which should be used by the Palace Master for playing.

"Seal the internal energy and send it to Qinmeiyuan."

Hearing that there are already two people living in Zhuyuan, this one will be put into Qinmeiyuan next to it first, and when the palace master is in a better mood to release the other one, he will be sent directly to Qinmeiyuan, two on each side, which is more harmonious.

The disappearance of the Weisheng family overnight caused quite a commotion in the Jianghu. Everyone talked about it, saying that the Jiuxiao Palace took advantage of the fire and robbed the Weisheng family before they were buried. Forgive me, the whole mansion is surrounded by mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and even caught Wei Shengqing to enjoy it all the way, it is very inhumane.

He even deeply doubts whether the Lord of the Nine Heavens Palace has any preference. He only catches beautiful men born in various sects. Take a look, maybe there is some hobby.

People gossip about this.

At that time, although the sects trapped in the Weisheng family did not suffer any injuries, they were quite dissatisfied with the way that Jiuxiao Palace was like house arrest at that time.

Ziheng didn't take down these people in one fell swoop. It can be said that the Weisheng family has some grievances with any sect. It is not surprising that anyone will do it, but if it is against the major sects, the meaning will be extraordinary. If it is at this time Suddenly, all the firepower will be concentrated in the Jiuxiao Palace, and the intention will be guessed. It is best to rest and recuperate for a while, and wait and see.

……

It has been five days since Ziheng returned to Nine Heavens Palace, and the rumors and gossip in the Jianghu these few days are all in her expectation, and the minds of the various sects will never be as simple as the rumors think.

But after all these busy days, it's time to relax.

Ziheng opened his mouth and ordered: "Come here, bring Wei Shengqing."

"Yes."

After a while, Wei Shengqing, covered in scars, appeared in front of Ziheng's eyes. He was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't have the demeanor of an arrogant nobleman at all.

Ziheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face: "Just bring me to see you, you really don't pay attention to me more and more."

The disciples immediately knelt down: "Palace Master forgive me."

"Forget it this time. Next time, remember that people with disheveled clothes are not allowed to enter the palace."

"Disciple remember."

"It's been so long, Wei Shengji is really calm, and has no intention of coming to save you, brother."

Wei Shengqing stood there and didn't smile: "It's not like you don't know the relationship between me and him, how could it be possible for him to save me."

"You people really don't know enough about your brothers."

Wei Shengqing smiled contemptuously: "I know him well, he won't take such a risk."

"Did you enjoy the whip?"

"Enjoy, enjoy, very cool."

Zi Heng nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, then add another fifty lashes."

The corner of Wei Shengqing's mouth froze: "Then I really thank the Palace Master."

"You're welcome, if you think it's not enough, I can add more to you."

Wei Shengqing twisted up with a sudden smile: "The palace master is so polite."

At this moment, Han Lu came in and said respectfully, "Palace Master, Mr. Ning is back."

"Bring him to see me."

"Reporting to Palace Master, Mr. Ning is planting trees, and he will not be able to make it through for a while..."

Zi Heng frowned slightly, as if she didn't understand what Ning Zheng was doing to plant trees.

Han Lu reminded: "It's that Yu Linglong. Didn't the Palace Master say that he would transplant it here? Mr. Ning came back this time and brought it back together. Can the Palace Master go and have a look?"

"No need, let's wait until it's planted."

"Yes."

"Take this one down and replace it with another one."

Han Lu looked at Wei Shengqing, tilted her head and asked, "Palace Master, who is the next one?"

Zi Heng rested her cheek with her right hand: "Whoever is idle will come."

"Oh……"

So Ziheng waited for Nangongyun to come, and turned to look at Han Lu: "Let you take charge of the affairs for a few days, and you will learn to use public affairs for personal gain."

Han Lu chuckled and said, "Mr. Nangong happens to be idle."

Ziheng didn't take it seriously: "Forget it."

Nangong Yun is dressed in white, without losing her demeanor at all. If she is holding a sword in her hand, she will be more like the senior brother who everyone admired in Yuchan Mountain. Unfortunately, this senior brother "shut up" in the mouth of his favorite junior. It's a dead end."

"It seems that you are doing well."

Nangong Yun stood where she was, and did not answer no matter what Zi Heng asked.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then do something else, Han Lu, and go get my zither."

"Yes."

"Let's play a song."

Nangong Yun still didn't move, which was obviously a kind of humiliation. How could Nangong Yun, who would rather bend than bend, do what she wished.

Zi Heng's eyes were cold: "This seat did not arrest you to keep you here, a prisoner must behave like a prisoner, do whatever this seat asks you to do, otherwise it will be those fellow disciples of yours who will suffer. "

Nangong Yun moved her body, lowered her eyelids, sat down and began to play the piano.

When the piano sounded, Ziheng closed his eyes and listened carefully.

"Your piano skills should not be so bad."

"Not for a long time."

Nangong Yun meant that she hadn't used it for a long time so she played it by hand, but it's another matter if she really couldn't play it well or deliberately played it badly.

Ziheng didn't care either, after all, she didn't really want to listen to the piano, if she really wanted to hear what kind of musician she couldn't find, she was just looking for an excuse to have fun with Nangongyun.

"This seat met Patriarch Nangong during this trip."

Nangong Yun was startled, but her expression remained motionless.

"But he doesn't seem to know that you are here, and thinks that you are still practicing in seclusion in Yuchan Mountain."

Nangong Yun said indifferently: "My crime was that I had an evil intention towards my junior sister, and I was extremely ashamed and annoyed to kill my teacher. When did it change?"

Ziheng was stunned: "I forgot about this matter, but it was all handled by your junior brother. If you are interested, you can ask him directly."

Turning around, he asked Xiang Hanlu again: "Is Ning Zheng not done yet?"

At this time, Han Lu was admiring the beauty of the prosperous age, intoxicated by the beautiful music of the piano, and could not extricate herself from hearing the questions from her palace lord.

Zi Heng called again: "Han Lu."

Han Lu was startled: "Ah? What is the order of the palace master?"

Ziheng was slightly displeased.

Seeing that her palace lord's complexion was not very good, Han Lu was quick to think: "The palace lord wants to see Mr. Ning, I'll call him!"

"If you don't come again, let him raise his head to see me."

As soon as Zi Heng's voice fell, Ning Zheng's voice came: "Why should the palace master be angry, I am here."

Ning Zheng let out a long sigh, very helpless.

"Your shelf is really getting bigger and bigger."

"Jade Linglong is rare, and the palace lord likes it so much, of course I have to plant it well."

Since Ning Zheng walked into the hall, she never glanced at Nangong Yun, as if she didn't see her. Nangong Yun continued to play the piano as before, and she didn't seem to notice Ning Zheng's arrival.

Ziheng stared straight at Ning Zheng: "Tell me, how did Wei Shengji escape."

"That's a long story."

"Then make a long story short."

"It was my mistake, please punish the Palace Master."

Ning Zheng summarized the incident very briefly.

Han Lu let out a "puchi" laugh.

Zi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and Han Lu quickly covered his mouth.

"Forget it this time, next time something like this happens again, you should commit suicide and apologize."

"Thank you, Palace Master, for your kindness. The subordinates will definitely do their best and dare not neglect."

"Compared with words on the scene, I prefer practical actions."

Ning Zheng lowered her head and smiled: "I don't know what the Palace Master's next plan is?"

"Recuperate."

"That's how it should be. If we advance rashly, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion."

During the conversation between the two, the sound of the piano continued, one song after another. Those who didn't know it would think that the player was in high spirits and couldn't stop, but it was just a mess in his heart.

"Yo, it's so lively."

Si Guyan waved his folding fan and strode in.

"Ah, brother Ning, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"It's naturally good to be by the Palace Master's side."

Marveling at the other party's flattering skills, Si Guyan nodded: "I think so too."

Seeing Si Guyan coming, Ziheng said: "You all go down."

"Oh." Si Guyan closed his fan, turned around and left.

There was a coldness in Ziheng's voice: "You stay."

"Oh." Si Guyan turned around and came back.

Everyone retreated, only Ziheng and Si Guyan were left in the hall.

Si Guyan looked around, made sure there was no one else, and tapped his palm with a fan: "Why are you suddenly so mysterious?"

"I have something to ask you."

Si Guyan opened his fan: "It's rare that you would ask me for advice on something, so I have to listen carefully."

However, Zi Heng only said one sentence, which made Si Guyan turn pale with shock: "The Fengmai Lingshu doesn't work on Weishengyuan."

The smile on Si Guyan's face disappeared instantly: "How is it possible?"

"That's what it is."

"Then can you find the cultivation method of Weishengyuan?"

"Not yet."

Si Guyan frowned: "This is going to be difficult, I don't know what trick he used, if someone follows suit in the future, it will be difficult for you."

Si Guyan paced back and forth anxiously, but when he looked up, he saw Ziheng sitting on the high seat with a calm expression, without any anxious expression on his face.

"You don't seem to be in a hurry?"

"Why should I be in a hurry."

Si Guyan took a few steps forward and said incredulously, "Your nemesis has appeared!"

"already dead."

"The death of Wei Shengyuan does not mean that your nemesis is dead, others can follow his example!"

Ziheng slightly raised his brows: "You worry too much."

"???"

"How could such a conceited person like Wei Shengyuan pass such a practice to others, even Wei Shengqing and Wei Shengji might not know it, let alone others."

Si Guyan breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's the case, you don't know him well enough."

Ziheng said indifferently: "You don't understand."

"What do I know about him?"

"Didn't you claim to have all the information in the world in your hands? Naturally, you are the one who knows him best."

Si Guyan opened his fan, covered his face with a smile and said, "Where is it, thank you, thank you."

Ziheng's words were not true or false, but his attitude was quite different from before. Si Guyan was so immersed in joy that he didn't realize it for a while.

"What are you here for?"

"I'm here to congratulate you on your great achievements, you've won the battle!"

"I heard it, you can go."

Si Guyan shook his head, and said bitterly: "Unload the mill, kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge!" How could he have made such a friend!

After Si Guyan left, Ziheng's eyes wandered, wondering what he was thinking.

The author has something to say:

In fact, when I first conceived it, I wanted to write about the feeling of being drunk and lying on the lap of a beauty, and waking up to control the power of the world. Recently, a friend asked me: I saw it when I woke up and held the power of the world. What about the drunk lying on the lap of a beauty?

The palace lord is too ambitious TAT