When Xie Ying was in a daze and returned to Wanbao Pavilion, Li Fuyao was flirting with books on the second floor. They were all simple Confucian primary school books, and they couldn't say how profound the knowledge was.

Xie Ying sat by the window, leaned his head against the window, and casually took a book on the bookshelf next to him and covered his face.

Li Fuyao closed the letter and asked, "How about it, what did your aunt say to you in the end?"

Xie Ying's face was covered by books. Li Fuyao could not see his expression. He only heard Xie Ying sigh, "What else can I say? I can't let go of that thought in the end. However, our Xie family is very free and easy. Until the end, my aunt did not ask me to let my father go."

Li Fuyao took a few steps, sat opposite Xie Ying, and said calmly: "Your aunt didn't reason with me, but in the end she told you something else. Now I can understand what you are like now. This is not a polite word. If you want to comfort someone, it is very useful to say 'empathy', but in most cases, if you haven't experienced it, you may not be able to empathy, but I am different. I really understand, do you know why?"

Xie Ying's head swayed slightly under the book.

This is how I shake my head.

Li Fuyao continued: "When I was very young, I was not a Zhou person. At that time, I lived in Luoyang City. Like the children in the world, I lived without any worries and did not feel that the world was very bad and difficult. But when I arrived in Baiyu Town, I started to work hard to live and do things that I had never thought about for the cold money, and I really understood that there is no cuteness in this world."

Xie Ying was unmoved, "It seems to have nothing to do with what happened today."

Li Fuyao didn't care about Xie Ying's cold response, but continued to speak softly: "The key point is how I came from Luoyang City to Baiyu Town."

Xie Ying nodded and waited for the following.

Li Fuyao continued, "Yanling is a huge monster to the Great Zhou, because Yanling not only has soldiers far better than the Great Zhou, but also because Yanling always has a group of monks. This is the reason why Yanling is in the territory and no small country dares to provoke. As for the role of the Yanling Academy behind him, in fact, in addition to shocking Dayu and Liangxi, the most significant function is to transport monks to Yanling. The monks in the world follow me.

, In fact, it is not a small number, but there are not many people who can go on the road and go very far. The Yanling Academy naturally cannot let him stay in the palace for a lifetime, so it is normal for Yanling to have monks but not in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Since Yanling has a good relationship with the Academy, in Luoyang City every year, the Academy will send people to choose some children who can walk on the path of cultivation to take them back to the Academy. In the long run, the number of monks in Yanling is really not something you can imagine at will."

Xie Ying grasped the key point in this, "Are you chosen?"

Li Fuyao smiled casually, "There are only a few places every year, but it is always possible that there are so many or two children found that year, so there are naturally some choices."

Xie Ying is not a fool, and he soon learned the answer, "So your quota was snatched?"

Li Fu shook his head, "Maybe someone bought it."

Xie Ying stopped talking. He vaguely felt that there should be Li Fuyao's sadness in it, so he was not going to continue asking.

Li Fuyao looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "There are many things that you really can't just think about. For example, now, look, we still haven't seen the sunrise."

Xie Ying praised: "Li Fuyao, you can use your sword to make it good, and you can really make sense one by one."

Li Fuyao ignored it, but after standing up, he said calmly: "No matter how much I don't want to face it, I have to face it one day."

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Since the old priest entered Shaoliang City, he stayed in the inn prepared by the Ministry of Rites. He has not gone out these days, but the inn has received invitations like snowflakes all over the sky. Whether the nobles of Shaoliang City want to see this old priest or not, they dare not show it at all. The Xie family has made such contributions, and the old priest has lost his juniors. His Majesty the Emperor should be careful to appease them. After all, they are so-called important officials in the court, if they make the old priest unhappy.

It is not impossible to surrender Shaoliang City’s place.

But after the invitations were delivered to the inn, neither the old priest or the great martial arts master Xie Wuyi did not respond.

For a moment, no one in Shaoliang City could understand the idea of ​​Lao Jijiu.

Until three days later, the princess Ji Nanlong, who had lived in Fengyang Pavilion for a long time, walked into the inn. The old priest who had not appeared in front of all officials for a long time, rarely basked the sun for an hour with His Royal Highness in a small courtyard in the inn.

Ji Nanlong helped Xie Chenjun to a bamboo chair in the courtyard, and after asking Xie Chenjun to sit down slowly, he put a snow-white fox fur on the old priest's knees that he brought from the palace.

Ji Nanlong sat on the stone bench next to him, looking haggard.

Xie Chenjun narrowed his eyes, looked at the princess, and spoke slowly, "In fact, the old minister can feel the affection of the princess. It is really a blessing for Ying'er to be able to win the princess's blue eyes, but even if the old minister is willing to give up his old face and is willing to promote this marriage for Yinger, it is too late now, but it is not bad, and it has not delayed the princess's life."

Ji Nanlong raised his head and said softly: "What is the old priest saying?"

Xie Chenjun smiled and said, "The Xie family is the same as the Wang family of Langya in the past.

It was also the same time that Wang was devoted to literature. After entering the dynasty, all the priests came from Wang. In addition, many of the great people in the literary world of the Great Zhou Dynasty had great names, and even published a "sage of calligraphy". Even the old minister had a painting of the man in the study of the old minister. But why did the Wang family suddenly decline after decades of prosperity? Until now, Dazhou doesn't know about the Langyan Wang family? Except for the wrong choices of the Wang family who chose the wrong side of the key team, the other reason is probably because they were scholars from beginning to end. Their character in their bones is not nice to say and they also take too seriously. So they can find a random history from the market of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing the excellent reputation of Wang, in orthodox historical books, Wang received much less praise. However, we, Xie, have never paid much attention to the changes in the court. Xie stepped on the lake of the rivers and lakes and stepped on the threshold of the temple. Although it seems a bit inappropriate, it is precisely because of this that we can make progress and retreat well. Just like the old minister, he could still stay in the temple for a few more days, and even become the prime minister, why did the old minister retreat? Naturally, it was still for the sake of Wang. It was not easy for a family to rise, and it was even more difficult to maintain invincibility. It was even more difficult to think about moving forward a few steps. Therefore, the old minister valued it so much."

Ji Nanlong was stunned and asked, "What did the old priest want to say?"

Xie Chenjun smiled and said, "So whether it is the princess or your majesty, there is no need to test it several times. Xie wants to base himself on the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he will naturally know how to advance and retreat in some things, and there is no need to hit him."

Ji Nanlong lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xie Chenjun.

The latter said softly: "Why should your princess do this? What will happen to Xie? In the past, I have already made it clear enough. Now the old minister wants to enter Shaoliang City is just to make His Majesty owe him a little affection so that His Majesty can be more lenient to Xie in the future."

Ji Nanlong shook his head, "No need to say more, I think my father will not treat Xie easily."

Xie Chenjun didn't say much, after all, some words were not said to her.

Ji Nanlong stood up and left the small yard, leaving Xie Chenjun alone to continue to close his eyes in the small yard.

From beginning to end, Xie Chenjun's words were actually not a heart-to-heart talk. Instead of being a minister who worked hard in everything, it would be a businessman who made the emperor's family owe you some incense.

The Xie family is different from the Wang family when they are today.

In addition to knowing how to advance and retreat, the rest is in this incense.

The words are simple, but not simple at all.

After a while, the old priest suddenly opened his mouth and cursed angrily: "Get out."

Xie Wuyi, who was about to walk here, stopped, took the wine pot from his waist, raised his head and finished drinking a pot. Then, this martial arts master who is most likely to become the next head of the family, wiped his mouth, said nothing, and disappeared.

The head of the Xie family, who is not old enough to die tomorrow, looked at the sky and said, "Tell Li Ji, I will go to his house tonight."

A middle-aged man who had been waiting in the distance nodded, then left the courtyard to find out the invitations he had received these days, put the slaughter's seal on the top, and wrote something with a pen.

At dusk, the sky gradually darkened.

The carriage in front of the inn was ready, Xie Chenjun slowly got up, walked out of the courtyard, came to the carriage, and walked into the carriage with the help of the groom.

Then the old priest said nothing.

The groom, who was also a top-notch player in the Great Zhou world, held his breath and focused his mind.

It took a long time later that the old priest said he would leave.

The carriage walked slowly.

Xie Wuyi appeared at the entrance of the inn. Next to him was another master of the Xie family worship.

The man whispered: "The news came back from Ye Kaishan before, saying that Xie Ying had gone to Feixian Peak, and the three of them had already gone to intercept the killing. Logically speaking, there should be a reply now, but..."

Xie Wuyi was still like a wine pot hanging around his waist. He smiled softly, "How could my son die so easily? Since he could run out of the Chen State Palace, what's the point of killing a few martial artists in the world? But I was a little curious. Was he so cruel that he killed his aunt? Or was my sister who didn't make up in the end?"

The man remained silent, how could he get involved in the Xie family affairs?

Xie Wuyi took a sip of wine and smiled calmly, "I think the spy on my eldest brother's side will know the news soon. When he returns to Shaoliang City, I will really die. I know the temper of my eldest brother too well..."

The man asked in a low voice, "Then we will send someone to intercept those spies?"

Xie Wuyi shook his head, "Let's kill my elder brother first."

The man was shocked and said, "Kill the head of the family?!"

Xie Wuyi asked back: "Otherwise, what else can it be?"

The man was a little worried, "There are still many people in the Xie family who obey the head of the family. Can they succeed?"

Xie Wuyi shook his head, "This time I will do it myself. I can kill all the worshipers of the Xie family with one hand."

After saying this, Xie Wuyi suddenly looked down at his empty sleeves and said to himself, "After all, I only have one hand."

The man was silent for half a quarter of an hour before finally whispering: "I'll go and get some in-house."

Xie Wuyi raised his head to look at the carriage that had been invisible for a long time, and said calmly: "No need, I don't know how many people are hoping that he will die. I feel guilty about Xie's family.

Brother Yu’s guilt seems to have disappeared as soon as his eldest brother died?”

When saying this, Xie Wuyi looked sarcastic.

Then the great master of martial arts walked alone on the street and into the night.

As for the carriage, it has indeed arrived at the gate of the magistrate's mansion.

The prime minister Li Ji personally went out to welcome him. Apart from the Emperor, the only one who could be greeted by the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, besides the emperor, was the only one who could not only be greeted by him personally, but also make him willing.

Putting aside the Xie family, Xie Chenjun's life is actually brilliant enough and enough to make people feel dazzling.

I'm afraid it's difficult to find a person who is almost the same as the old priest in the past two hundred years since the founding of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

So he was willing to let Li Ji stand in the cold wind.

Xie Chenjun lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage.

Li Ji bowed and said, "I have seen the old priest."

Xie Chenjun was not polite at all, "In the entire Shaoliang City, Li Ji, the only one in the court, is you, Li Ji, who is half qualified to sit with me, so I have shirked so many invitations and only come to you. Whether you are willing to invite me, the dying old man, to have a meal, but I have come, you can't drive away."

Li Ji nodded and smiled, "Since the old priest is here, who dares to rush?"

Xie Chenjun laughed at it.

When he entered the mansion, Li Ji suddenly said: "Others don't know the purpose of Lao Ji's visit to Shaoliang City this time, but Li Ji understands that if Lao Ji asks for Li Ji's help, Li Ji may really refuse Lao Ji's sacred this time."

Xie Chenjun snorted coldly, "If I can't do anything myself, no one else can do it in the court. If I can't do it, I won't worry about it or ask for help."

Li Ji didn't feel embarrassed at all, but just laughed softly, "It's so good."

The old priest ignored him and just walked slowly. When he walked in front of Li Ji, he seemed to be the owner of this mansion. On the contrary, Li Ji was like a guest.

The two of them came to a small side hall, and a servant had already lit the stove. Therefore, as soon as they entered the side hall, the coldness dissipated. A few pots of wine were warmed by the stove, and the table next to it was really shabby. Except for a plate of peanuts, there was only a plate of radish.

If this master's hospitality method is based on outsiders, it would be extremely bad.
To be continued...