(I wrote Duke Lu as Duke He yesterday. Sorry, the matter has not been completed yet, and my mind is a little confused.)

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Duke Lu said something about the baby face.

The Zhongzhou School has always been close to the royal family. When he managed Taichang Temple, he naturally knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know.

Jing Jiu listened quietly and probably knew why that child always looked deserted and arrogant, with a disgusting look above his head.

He reached out to pick up the teacup and drank it, coughing twice.

"What's wrong with you?"

Duke Lu's face looked even more worried.

A practitioner will not get cold wind and cold. No matter how cold the tea is, it will not be able to cough.

The entire Chaoge City already knew what was happening outside the old plum garden.

He knew that Jing Jiu was present at that time, and when he saw Jing Jiu wanted to know about his childhood face, he couldn't help but wonder if Jing Jiu suffered some secret losses.

Jing Jiu said, "I saw the world close to others in the old plum garden."

Duke Lu also knew about this and was a little confused, thinking to himself if something happened at that time?

"He wants to kill me."

Jing Jiu did not say what Tianjinren did specifically.

Those spiritual fragments sneaked into his body, and they were more likely to want to peep.

But this method has threatened his existence. If it succeeds, his life and death will be controlled by heaven and earth.

So in his opinion, Tian Jinren just wants to kill himself.

Duke Lu's expression changed drastically, and a huge flower bloomed on his wrinkles on his face, which was naturally not because of happiness, but because of seriousness.

He was shocked and puzzled why the master Tianjinren did such a thing to Jing Jiu.

"If he didn't leave the old plum garden tonight, then he would kill me, it would be the matter inside Qingshan."

Hearing this sentence, Duke Lu understood that he should immediately send someone to stare at the old plum garden.

This kind of thing doesn't require Jing Jiu to make any arrangements.

Duke Lu was worried and said, "It may be difficult for me to investigate the matters inside Qingshan."

Jing Jiu said: "No need to check, it's Fang Jingtian."

Duke Lu was shocked again and felt a little heavy.

Fang Jingtian is the former master of Qingshan Sect and a great figure who broke through the sea realm.

Jing Jiu told him the name directly, which represents absolute trust.

This trust also represents self-confidence.

He was sure that the Lu family would not betray him.

Or dare not?

But why is this?

Many years ago, after Duke Lu inherited this secret from his father, he began to think about this issue.

Until now, he didn't understand it, but he said to himself - this is also great, so as not to think too much about other problems.

"It's hard to deal with when people are close to you."

Duke Lu did not hide his own difficulties.

There are twenty-seven dukes in the human dynasty. He is the most low-key but extremely powerful. The problem is that even he cannot deal with the worldly and people.

The other party is a master of arithmetics and is admired by all the people. Bailu Academy is even more famous. He is also a close friend of the Sword God of the West Sea.

Not to mention, the other party would come to Chaoge City, which was an invitation sent by His Majesty the Divine Emperor himself.

Hearing this, Jing Jiu was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"

Duke Lu did not directly answer this question and said, "The invitation to Zen is sent out before and after."

Jing Jiu understood and said, "What does the emperor want to be?"

Duke Lu hesitated a little and whispered: "I dare not guess."

Jing Jiu asked, "Who is here at Shuiyue Temple?"

There are many sects of Taoism in mainland China, and many senior masters are good at deduction and calculation, but the most famous ones are Shuiyue Temple and Guocheng Temple.

Before the emergence of Tianjinren, all the practitioners wanted to get the signature or piano lessons of these two schools.

"The Lord of the Imperial Palace is in seclusion, so he didn't come."

Duke Lu said, "The one who came is very mysterious. I still don't know who it is."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Do you want to make sure how many years you can live?"

Duke Lu dared not answer the conversation.

The emperor personally invited the Zenzi of Guocheng Temple and Tianjinren, and wanted to invite the lord of Shuiyue Temple. What exactly does it mean to pay attention to it so much?

Even the most powerful humans on the continent are unfathomable. As long as they cannot ascend, they will always face these problems in the final stage of their lives.

When death is coming, some emperors will constantly refine elixirs and take medicine to seek immortality, while others will simply throw their jars and have a big carnival.

The current Divine Emperor is a very wise king. If he wants to know his life span, he naturally wants to arrange his funeral, himself and the entire human race.

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "I want to enter the palace."

This is naturally what Duke Lu wants to arrange.

Duke Lu was surprised, but said nothing and asked, "When?"

Jing Jiu stood up and said, "Now."

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It was already dark and I was about to enter the palace. If someone else had no choice, it would not be possible, even the most popular adult in the court.

But Duke Lu can do it because the affairs of Taichang Temple require frequent dealings with the palace. More importantly, starting from the previous emperor, Duke Lu is deeply trusted by two generations of divine emperors.

No matter how low-key he is, the ups and downs of the years, both the people in the court and the palace have long understood it.

The corner gate of the palace opened quietly, and Duke Lu walked in with a young man wearing a hat.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of many people, but both the guards and the eunuchs who happened to pass by turned around in a tacit understanding and pretended not to see it.

People living in the palace do not want to be regarded as interested people, nor do they want to be said to be trying to spy on the holy will afterwards.

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Clouds come from the south, covering the stars, and the palace is dark, making the lights in the hall particularly warm.

Duke Lu stood on the stone steps in front of the hall, narrowing his eyes slightly, staring at the movements around like an eagle and falcon, and his vision was finally attracted by his slanted shadow.

He didn't expect that His Majesty actually agreed to Jing Jiu, and that he was in the main hall.

You should know that Jing Jiu's superficial identity is just an ordinary disciple of the Qingshan Sect. Why is this?

He looked at his shadow and thought silently, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

Many years ago, what he said to his father - the thing he was most worried about in the Duke's Mansion for hundreds of years, the shadow - now it seems that he is thinking too much.

My father is right.

The will of His Majesty the Emperor of God is indeed unified with the will of the owner of the wooden sign.

The hall was very quiet and there was no sound of conversation.

Occasionally there will be a cough, it should be Jing Jiu.

Occasionally, there are hearty laughter, it should be His Majesty.

Not long after, the hall gate opened and Jing Jiu walked out.

Duke Lu didn't know what he had said to His Majesty, and did not ask, and took him out of the palace.

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Back at the mansion, Jing Jiu smiled at the chess book that looked like a hill.

He picked up a book at will and found that this level of chess book was definitely not something that the "brother" in the front yard could find, but it should be the work of Duke Lu.

He made tea, took out the bamboo chair, lay down comfortably, and started reading.

The drizzle is coming again, and tapping on the window and adding those boring chess books makes it better to fall asleep.
Chapter completed!