The purple-robed woman, named Song Jiao, used to be the retainer of King An Li Xian, but after the Battle of Bagong Mountain, there was no news of her.
The night sky is full of stars and the moon, the sound of fierce battles on Niu Shou Mountain has not stopped, and the aura is stirring and radiant. The mountains here are bathed in brilliance, forests, seas and pines.
The rushing waterfall was still flowing down, and the bottomless clear pool was still splashing water. Li Ye and Song Jiao sat side by side on the stone steps of the round altar.
"When King An pursued Pang Xun, we were killing the masters of Pang Xun's subordinates on the battlefield. King An was a master, and he traveled a hundred miles. Surrounded by masters, King An has fallen... "
"After the Battle of Bagong Mountain, everyone was disheartened and retired to the rivers and lakes. I first went to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion, and I came to Niu Shou Mountain a few days ago. The reason why I made this trip was because I was in Zhongnan Mountain. I heard a Taoist secret: The Taoist family has a pool of green lotus in the Sanqing Temple. The green lotus has not yet bloomed, and there are thousands of luck. In the body of the hero who overthrew the Tang Dynasty, help him improve his cultivation and luck."
Song Jiao glanced at Li Ye with inexplicable eyes, "This matter is being carried out in secret, and the green lotus has not yet matured, so few people know about it. But at the beginning of March, Qinglian Pond, which is the pool behind us, suddenly Luck has leaked out, and there is a sign that the root is unstable. This time Nangong No. 1 suddenly descended on Niu Shou Mountain, probably Qin Tianjian noticed a clue."
Speaking of this, Song Jiao paused, "However, things are still weird. If Qin Tianjian really noticed this and sent people to Niu Shou Mountain, they should have come straight to Qinglian Pond, but Nangong No. Fighting with people... If Qin Tianjian didn't notice this, Nangong No. 1 and Three Swords Breaking the Mountain would seem a bit too domineering."
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Song Jiao looked at Li Ye, seeming a little puzzled: "The Taoist sect cultivated this pool of green lotus to overthrow the Tang dynasty, and the person who should be destined should be a hero in the world. You are now the prince of the dynasty. It stands to reason that Qinglian can't be killed." You absorb... the luck is opposite."
When Li Ye heard this, his heart moved slightly.
Thinking about Xu Qingfeng, who kept this pool of green lotus in the Sanqing Temple for the Taoist sect, in order to use it for the person who will cause troubles in the Tang Dynasty in the future. They also involved Li Ye and others, and even wanted to attack and kill Li Ye to increase the success of the matter. Unexpectedly, they took Li Ye up the mountain, but they led wolves into the house, and Li Ye got the pool by chance. The power of Qinglian.
It's just that Xu Qingfeng couldn't have predicted at that time that Qin Tianjian Nangong No. 1 would suddenly kill him, and he himself was seriously injured and dying. This pool of green lotus.
Then, what does it mean that luck is in conflict
Li Ye asked Song Jiao: "Who was originally selected by the Taoist sect?"
"What's it called... surnamed Huang?" Song Jiao couldn't remember for a while.
"Huang Chao?" Li Ye blurted out.
"Yes! It's called Huang Chao!" Song Jiao nodded, and immediately wondered, "Do you know this person?"
Li Ye opened his mouth, thinking that this is really interesting, I actually stole Huang Chao's luck.
But he couldn't explain this, so he quickly changed the subject: "I seem to have heard of this person somewhere... Nangong No. 1 suddenly came to Niu Shou Mountain. If Qin Tianjian didn't notice the abnormality of Niu Shou Mountain at all, it should be No, after all, when he came, he was talking about 'cleaning up the door', maybe it was those powerful people from the Qin Tianjian who watched the sky at night and discovered that Ziwei star fell in the Sanqing Temple or something, thinking that the Sanqing Temple There are treasonous intentions... "
"In addition, the timely arrival of Nangong No. 1 may also be Li Guanshu's obstruction. After all, once Sanqingguan's conspiracy is confirmed, his previous calculations and crimes will at least have the possibility of covering up."
Song Jiao thought about it, and felt that Li Ye's words were not unreasonable.
Then she patted Li Ye on the shoulder hard, smiled like a man, and said happily, "Anyway, now that you have absorbed Qinglian, this great opportunity is considered cheap for you... Originally, I still I don't know, you are also among these clan disciples. After all, you were not able to practice before... Xu Qingfeng, an old thief, actually concealed this matter from me. I am so mad! But it doesn't matter, anyway, he Now I was beaten to death by you..."
The moonlight slanted, and under the water vapor of the waterfall, it looked extraordinarily hazy and deep. Song Jiao was a woman full of charm, and she couldn't tell her exact age. She sat beside Li Ye, her red phoenix eyes were bright and deep, shining like obsidian, and her black hair was also like an obsidian. The waterfall is generally inclined, no matter from which side, she is extremely beautiful.
However, Li Ye at this time has no time to appreciate this beauty.
He asked Song Jiao: "Aunt Song, what's the inside story of the Battle of Bagong Mountain? Was my father killed by a traitor and ended up with no bones left?"
Song Jiao brushed her hair from her temples, and said quietly, "Why do you ask such a question?"
Li Ye was silent for a moment: "I heard some rumors."
"Rumor?" Song Jiao was startled for a moment, but then she understood, "It seems that many people have already known about the rumors intentionally spread by the Daoist sect."
"Daomen?" Li Ye said silently, and soon figured out that the Taoist school spread the rumor that Li Xian died of a court conspiracy, which would make many people alienate the court, which was in line with the Taoist school's intention to bring chaos to the world.
Song Jiao suddenly asked: "Do you believe those rumors?"
"Most of them believe it. If my father didn't die in a conspiracy, his disciples and cronies would not have all dispersed." Li Ye said, "And just now Aunt Song also said that after the Battle of Bagong Mountain, everyone was discouraged. Feeling cold, so retreating into the rivers and lakes—why are you 'disheartened'?"
Song Jiao took a serious look at Li Ye, and sighed, "You are really different from when you were a child. Yes, at that time, many of us believed that King An died because of the emperor's jealousy, while Li Guanshu, Kang Chengxun and others on the front line, It's the executioner."
"In the past few years, King An was too powerful, because the military and political power was in his hands, and the relationship between the establishment of the mansion, the weight of Prince An's mansion even exceeded six departments, and it was once above the three provinces—not to mention that the emperor was not happy, those three provinces and six departments The chief officer, why are you happy?"
"However, King An is a straightforward character. He only has the country and the country in his heart, and he can't tolerate intrigue. He always says that the building will collapse, and time will not wait for us. He tried his best to help the country. If he can't stop the decline of the Tang Dynasty, how can he care about the younger generation? In vain?"
"Over the years, King An has acted resolutely, not afraid of gossip, sometimes in order to punish corrupt officials, he even did not hesitate to kill, which makes him look too strong, like a full-fledged official... the key Yes, King An's reputation is too good and his prestige is too high, so it is only natural that the emperor is suspicious and the ministers are jealous."
Speaking of this, Song Jiao smiled bitterly, and her eyes turned cold: "We have persuaded King An that rigidity is easy to break, and a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. However, King An only cares about national affairs. It's not that he doesn't know these truths. It's for the sake of the country of the Tang Dynasty, and I really don't care about it... When Pang Xun made a rebellion, the court had no intention of letting King An lead the army to quell the rebellion. Not going to the north, the emperor was forced to let King An come forward."
"At that time, it wasn't just us. King An had expected it. Even if Pang Xun could be calmed down when we went back to Huainan, we might not be able to come back. But we are still lucky. We hope that the emperor will not destroy the Great Wall himself, and that the ministers will take care of the overall situation. The most important thing... We think highly of the emperor and those ministers... People all over the world say that Wang An lived in the Sheji and died in the Sheji, and he was really right."
Li Ye was silent for a moment: "In that situation, it's really not surprising that everyone is disheartened."
Song Jiao looked at the clear pool under the waterfall, lost her mind for a while, probably recalling some bad memories, and then said awkwardly after a while: "King An is dead, those of us who are trusted by King An know that We will not be let off by the court, and we know that no one will speak for us, so we can only disperse into the rivers and lakes. If so, in the past two years, all the brothers have died, disappeared, and up to now, there are not many left .”
Li Ye raised his head and glanced at the direction of Sanqingguan, and said slowly: "So Aunt Song came together with the Taoist sect, and she probably supports the Taoist sect's intention to subvert the dynasty, right?"
Song Jiao gritted her teeth and said, "In such an imperial court, Zhongliang is killed and traitors are in power. It's rotten to the root. What's the need for it to survive?"
Li Ye was noncommittal: "So the Daoist sect knew the secret of the Battle of Bagong Mountain, and it was Aunt Song who told them?"
"Not bad." Song Jiao admitted frankly.
Li Ye fell silent.
During the conversation just now, Song Jiao kept calling Li Xian King An.
But now, Li Ye is the King An of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Xian is already the old King An.
This shows that Song Jiao's loyalty to Li Xian has been deeply rooted in her bones, and she has great respect for him.
Li Ye felt that living beings are human beings.
He is the prince of the dynasty and will continue to walk under the system of the dynasty.
And Song Jiao, who came together with Daomen, has already stood on the opposite side to him to a certain extent.
At least, in the short term.
In the past two years, none of Li Xian's former followers, including Song Jiao, went to Chang'an to look for Li Ye.
They would know that Li Ye was in a difficult situation.
Most likely, these people have always ignored Li Ye, because he was unable to practice before.
Compared with the radiant King An, the son who can't practice is too unbearable.
Since Song Jiao and the others were disheartened, and they didn't take Li Ye seriously, they wouldn't have the idea of protecting the old master's descendants—they couldn't protect themselves, and even if they had this idea, it would be difficult to do so. Going to Chang'an rashly, I'm afraid it will harm Li Ye.
Li Ye didn't know which of these two psychology was the truth.
So he asked Song Jiao: "What's Aunt Song's plan for the future?"
Song Jiao asked back, "What are your plans?"
Li Ye's eyes were firm: "Father's revenge must be avenged first."
Song Jiao did not hesitate: "I will help you avenge."
Li Ye was startled: "Aunt Song is willing to come with me?"
Song Jiaofei glanced at Li Ye, "You little brat, if I don't go with you, how would you get out of Niu Shou Mountain?"
Li Ye's heart warmed up.
Song Jiao stood up and glanced at the top of the waterfall. Over there, the full moon hung quietly, and the hundred-foot waterfall seemed to be leaning from a moon palace.
Then she looked at Li Ye, her eyebrows and eyes were like knives, her red lips were like blood, and her purple robe was windless and automatic: "In the past, I fought side by side with King An. I used to cross the enemy camp like walking on flat ground, and taking the head of the enemy general was like picking something out of a bag. Tonight, I also want to see if you, the newly promoted King An, can let me see the past again."
At this moment, beauty is like a sword.
Li Ye stood up and looked up at the top of the waterfall. Over there, there was a person standing facing the wind, with his back resting on the bright moon, holding a sharp weapon, and his clothes fluttering, like a heavenly soldier descending from the earth, like a fairy descending into the world.
The young King An's eyebrows remained the same: "There is blood on the battlefield, and I dare not disappoint my comrades."