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It coincided with the death day of Emperor Wei's father, three days of cold food in Pingcheng, all singing and dancing stopped for a month, and the martial arts contest to recruit relatives was put on hold.

The affairs here in Pingcheng were delayed again and again, and in the midst of his busy schedule, news spread that Third Young Master Xu had committed a crime of disrespect and had entered the sky prison.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bulletin from the Quartet to suppress the mob.

Tuoba Zishu met with Mr. Xu San several times, and he couldn't figure out where the charge of disrespect came from. Besides, everyone in the royal family knew that the so-called disrespect was just because the emperor didn't like you and wanted to kick you out rhetoric.

The matter of recruiting relatives for the martial arts competition is now handled by the eldest prince, so it is naturally related to this matter.

When it came to the interests of his second brother, Tuoba Zishu was smart enough not to go to Emperor Wei, but to Taifu Yuziqing.

Tuoba Zishu was wearing a double-breasted suit, parted in the middle, with the same hairpin on both sides. He found the Taifu who was sitting facing the gate of the courtyard very accurately. The stone table was forcibly moved to the central axis of the courtyard, and each side A willow tree is planted, and even the angles at which the branches hang down are symmetrical.

Yu Ziqing looked at the eldest prince who was standing in front of him respectfully and hadn't said a word. He was extremely symmetrical from top to bottom, expressing that he was very pleasing to the eye.

Yu Ziqing put down the book in his hand, stroked the non-existent goatee: "Prince, what is the name of the project you are hosting?"

"Back to Taifu, it's Princess Qingyuan of Beiyan Nalan's martial arts contest to recruit relatives." Tuoba Zishu answered the question in a regular manner, and Yuzi nodded.

"Then what have they compared recently?"

"Returning to Taifu, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine tasting, tea ceremony, art of war."

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Teacher, disciple doesn't understand."

Yuzi cleared her throat: "Don't look at me in doubt, your eyebrows are asymmetrical, First Prince, do you want to listen to my advice?"

Tuoba Zishu raised his head and looked into Yu Ziqing's eyes: "Yes."

"Ha, but you don't trust me, do you?"

"Yes."

"Hey, what a good and honest boy."

Not to mention that Yu Ziqing is now a idler who doesn't care about anything, even if Tuoba Tao wants to get something from him, he will have to pay a price. If he agreed to Yu Ziqing's condition, Tuoba Tao would rather chase after him. Watching Xiao Yichen serve tea and pour water.

How could Tuoba Zishu not know this Taifu's behavior style? It is precisely because of his understanding that he has the courage to stand here: "The Taifu is also an honest person, because the Taifu never tells lies."

"In this way, if you don't agree, it will appear that Yu Ziqing is bullying the younger generation."

"Please give me your advice."

"Contest to recruit relatives, what is the competition?"

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting, poetry writing, wine tasting, tea ceremony, art of war."

"Compared to what."

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting, poetry writing, wine tasting, tea ceremony, art of war, and martial arts."

"Answer again, what is the comparison?"

"Could it be?"

"Answer me now, how long has it been?"

"long time."

"Why does His Majesty want to intervene?"

"Because the disciples have delayed for too long, because His Majesty is the king." The majesty of the king is threatened, and even the people are also threatened. Benevolence and equality are originally based on the relationship between ministers and subordinates.

Yu Ziqing picked up a book on the table and handed it to the eldest prince, "Countless seniors have exhausted their entire lives for the way of saving the world. Only those who control the general situation of the world can save the world. Although it is dirty, someone must do it , First Prince, surprise me with your wisdom."

"Yes, the student understands."

Watching Tuoba Zishu leave, Yu Ziqing chuckled and held up the teacup at hand: "Yu Ziqing always speaks the truth, but what I said may not be a clue, Yu Ziqing has been idle for too long, and has already begun to miss you, my friend." Oh, eh, how can this be good."

Lingshan is still tall and majestic, still surrounded by vegetation, still full of insects flying and birds singing, still idle people stop, and still daunting.

Of course, this daunting crowd definitely does not include the famous martial artist, Wugou Yunlian and Xiao Yichen.

Dismounting, tying the reins, and turning around the mirror, a series of movements flowed smoothly. Finally, Xiao Yichen nodded: "Recently, the snow on Lingshan Mountain has been melting faster and faster."

Cough, ignoring Xiao Yichen's momentary disconnection, Wugou Yunlian tidied up her snow-white Taoist robe, and leaped onto the Fudong Cliff.

"Senior Jing Kong, Xiao is being polite." Xiao Yichen bowed to the Buddhist monk beside the stone table.

"Xiao Yichen, there is no need to be too polite." Jing Kong still had a bodhisattva face with benevolent brows, "Sit."

"Thank you senior."

"The tea leaves you left when you came last time were good, and they can be planted on Lingshan later."

"Thank you senior for the compliment, Xiao will bring it next time." Xiao Yichen was very obedient, making tea with his eyebrows down, well, he was obedient, obedient like a junior who humbly asked for advice.

"You were injured a few days ago, and the monks have told Mr. Baicao to take care of you."

"Senior, don't worry, Xiao will return to Changtian Qiushui immediately after he returns."

"I don't know why Xue Yi didn't come with me this time?"

"It's Xiao who asked Xueyi for help. He will come to visit senior next time."

"Hmm~ Most people in the martial arts are involuntary, just let it go, Xue Yi voluntarily stays by your side, and it's hard for monks to say anything."

"Xiao understands."

"Yeah." Jing Kong nodded, "You are in the middle of the court, so you are very different from the people in the Jianghu. The monks don't expect you to calm down the martial arts, as long as you keep your useful body."

"Xiao made senior worry." Xiao Yichen lowered his head and drank tea, still obedient.

"It's good to be safe. The monks have heard a little about the Taoist sect. They will visit Xuantianmen in a few days."

"Xiao thanked everyone in advance on behalf of everyone in the Taoist sect, and please take care of the seniors."

"When you are in the martial arts world, you should do your best." Jing Kong held up a white porcelain teacup, and the tea reflected Jing Kong's solemn and benevolent face.

"The grievances between the Taoist sect and the Xuantian sect have been going on for a long time, and it is indeed not easy to resolve it. Besides, those who are righteous in martial arts will not accept the Xuantian sect."

"I have my own decision on this matter." Jingkong suppressed Xiao Yichen's words, he knew that as soon as the person opposite him mentioned the important matters of martial arts, he would be uncontrollably wanting to act, "Last time, I asked about the scriptures borrowed from Hongguang Temple, I have feelings."

"Buddhist scriptures are very beneficial to read."

"In that case, Xiao Yichen, it was very strange to hear your explanation of the Prajna Sutra last time, so let's talk about the second volume of Volume 490 this time."