"Minshan Jianzong has no arrangements for other people."
Nangong Caishu looked at Ding Ning and shook his head, and said, "If it wasn't for your request, even I would have been left in Minshan Sword Sect to practice."
Ding Ning didn't seem to be surprised, he pondered for a moment, and said with some satisfaction: "Minshan Jianzong gave the empress a satisfactory attitude, and this is the queen's reward."
Nangong Caishu understood what Ding Ning meant, and said, "Are you worried that she will treat us like Zhang Yi?"
"It's what she's good at, separating relatives and friends." Ding Ning said with a sneer.
Nangong Caishu was slightly taken aback, she thought that Ding Ning had killed the maid named Rong, which was also a tribute to the empress' handling of Zhang Yi.
"It is possible for Xie Changsheng to stay in the Minshan Sword Sect forever... and it seems that he has kept many seriously injured students in the Minshan Sword Sect." After a sneer, Ding Ning looked at Nangong Caishu and said: " Baili Suxue has also changed a bit."
Nangong Caishu felt that she couldn't comment on people of this level casually like Ding Ning, so she couldn't speak up.
The heights of Minshan Mountain are extremely cold.
Baili Suxue looked at the snow in the mountains, and slowly asked a Minshan Sword Sect practitioner in a sapphire-colored robe behind him, "Does he have any other requirements?"
The Minshan Sword Sect practitioner shook his head respectfully, and said, "Except for those few people to accompany him, he didn't ask for anything."
Baili Suxue said lightly, "He didn't make any request, which shows that he has confidence."
The Minshan Sword Sect practitioner who was standing respectfully was a little unwilling, and said, "Just leave it to the queen like this?"
"Flipping one's face when it is not necessary can only be called reckless."
Baili Suxue said slowly with no expression on her face: "No matter how unified they are, there are always a few swords that are enough to scare her and Yuan Wu, so why bother to die."
…
For many Changling people, the place colder than the snow in Minshan Mountain is the depths of the imperial palace.
In the depths of the palace, on the stone path in front of the queen's study, there was a gray-robed man kneeling.
He is tall and tall, even kneeling on the ground, he still looks tall.
It's just that the place where his right arm used to be in his robe was empty, and a piece of sleeve was swaying slightly in the wind.
His look was forlorn and humble.
No one could connect him with Shen Xuan, the owner of the Great Floating Water Prison.
He didn't know how long he had been kneeling.
In the study room ahead, a cold voice finally came out, "I just asked you to come to see me, why are you kneeling?"
Shen Xuan looked at the ground in front of his knees, without raising his head, and said: "The big floating water is broken, and I lost Lin Zhujiu. I am responsible for my negligence, and I am here to receive the punishment."
"If you have no regrets in your heart and have tried your best, you don't need to kneel at all." The Queen's voice continued in the study.
Listening to this cold and majestic voice, Shen Xuan didn't make any excuses, but just lowered his head silently.
"I thought you liked the Great Floating Prison."
The queen continued: "You can face more practitioners there, and you can learn a lot of cultivation methods from them at the first time, so your cultivation base has been improving rapidly over the years. Don't forget, when you are with Among those people of your age, there are many practitioners who are more talented than you, and they are far behind you."
"But now I know you don't like it, not like you show it."
"If my judgment is wrong, it is naturally my fault, not your fault."
"You should understand that unless I don't speak, if I speak, what I said will definitely be done."
"I can make you a promise."
The voice from the study was no longer so cold, and began to calm down, "If you like, you can go to Donghu with the army... As long as you can get back the Heavenly God Art from that young man, you will be the Fourteenth Marquis of the Great Qin Dynasty, and I can let you choose the fief."
Shen Xuan's body didn't tremble a bit, but the muscles on his face twitched slightly.
He took a deep breath, then stood up slowly, and said, "I will go to Donghu."
The queen's voice sounded in the study, saying: "I hope you really like it this time."
Shen Xuan raised his head and said, "It's true love."
…
Changling will always be a place full of countless joys and sorrows.
Some people like it, some people are sad.
Huang Zhenwei looked at Mo Shoucheng who was lying quietly on the rattan chair with great sadness, and said in a trembling voice: "Teacher, wait for me."
Mo Shoucheng raised his head slowly, glanced at him, and nodded.
Huang Zhenwei turned around and walked down the turret.
He walked towards the palace in the morning light.
He knew that his teacher had reached the last time, and how long he would stay in this world was only left in his teacher's mind.
If he wanted to leave, his teacher would leave this world at any time.
He knew that with his teacher's physical condition at this time, staying longer would mean more pain, but he wanted the teacher to wait for him to come back from the palace.
Because he wants to ask the queen something.
At least his teacher is not like the business owner back then, at least his teacher can bear less notoriety.
This is his most sincere heart as a student.
He wants to do it.
However, he didn't know that when he left the turret, under Mo Shoucheng's signal, the stern general also turned his rattan chair so that Mo Shoucheng could see Huang Zhenwei going away.
"What's the point?"
Mo Shoucheng seems to be speaking to Huang Zhenwei, or to himself and the stern general behind him: "When you live to my age, you will understand that there is nothing more important in the world than life and death and following your own will. People are dead, everything is empty, if you can achieve peace of mind, how can you care about the aftermath?"
After saying these words, he covered the blanket and closed his eyes as if taking a nap.
…
Huang Zhenwei walked quickly.
He is like a piece of morning light walking through Changling.
In one place, he paused slightly.
From this place, he could see a deserted street not far away.
That street is Wutongluo.
At this time, he didn't think of anything else about the boy from the wine shop, but only thought of the boy standing in front of the dead Xue Wangxu before the start of the Minshan Sword Festival.
In the picture in his mind, the figures of himself and Ding Ning gradually overlapped.
He thought that his mood at this moment was Ding Ning's mood at that time.
He paused for a moment, then moved on.
Then soon he stopped again.
With his cultivation base, he could hear many subtle voices.
On weekdays, he has long been used to the chaotic voices of all beings in the world, and then he will naturally eliminate those chaotic voices and hear the voices he wants to hear.
The voice he heard naturally was the voice he wanted to hear.
His body trembled inexplicably.
Because the voice he heard unconsciously at this time was just an ordinary conversation between two people in the street.
"Zhang Tiejiang's daughter looks more and more beautiful. She looks exactly like her mother when she was young. She is completely carved out of the same mold."
"A mouth is more like Blacksmith Zhang, I think you are too old to remember clearly. Even if it is a picture drawn by a painter, it is impossible for two people to be exactly the same."
"Your temper is too real..."
Listening to such an ordinary conversation that often occurs in the streets, Huang Zhenwei knew that he had made a serious mistake, or that he had overlooked one thing.
Sometimes the clues that I have been searching for for a long time and have no clue at all have already fallen into my eyes like unremarkable weeds on the side of the road.
Many people have checked Ding Ning.
As early as after the storm when Ye Ce Leng returned to Changling, the Shendu Supervisor carefully checked Ding Ning, including his aunt and eldest grandson Qianxue.
Even if Shendujian felt that there was no problem and even destroyed Ding Ning's file, but some real dignitaries wanted to check Dingning, and the information on the file would naturally be no less than that of Shendujian.
As early as after the Lushan League, Huang Zhenwei had read some of Ding Ning's materials.
In Ding Ning's information, his eldest grandson Qianxue was naturally included.
There is no problem with the backgrounds of Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue.
He even read the genealogy of Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue.
In the genealogy, there is a portrait of the eldest grandson Qianxue's mother.
In the portrait of the family tree, the portrait of Changsun Qianxue's mother was almost exactly the same as Changsun Qianxue's.
Not only the appearance, but even the expression seems to be exactly the same.
There are no two identical rivers in the world, nor are there two identical people. This is the simplest truth.
However, at that time, he turned over the genealogy, but he didn't compare it carefully in his mind. He just thought that the mother of the eldest grandson Qianxue was indeed a peerless beauty with an unforgettable appearance.
If the portrait was drawn after Changsun Qianxue, it would be a forgery.
Fraud is the biggest problem.