When Zong Ziheng saw Li Buyu, the atmosphere between the two froze for a while.
After the Yunwei gossip stage, they have never met alone again, and under the restraint of that unbearable secret, the little friendship they had when they were young has long since disappeared.
Li Buyu bowed deeply: "I have seen the emperor."
Zong Ziheng looked at Li Buyu expressionlessly: "There is no need to be too polite."
Li Buyu straightened up, looked at Zong Ziheng a little dodged, and did not dare to speak.
After a long time, the eldest son Heng asked: "Is there someone to take care of my mother's tomb?"
"Concubine Shen's place is always guarded, it is always clean, and I often go to worship for the emperor."
"...Thank you very much."
"The emperor has broken my heart. The emperor has been on the throne for many years, but have you ever thought about moving the concubine Shen back to her name?"
Zong Ziheng shook his head: "She can't enter Zong's cemetery." She hated Zong Minghe so much that she wanted to die with him, how could she be willing to still be Zong's ghost after death, it would be better to sleep forever in Shushan, although Shushan is a foreign land , but the picturesque scenery there, the fairy wind is full of valleys, it can be considered a destination.
"Alright, if the emperor wants to pay homage to Concubine Shen, I will arrange it myself, without letting anyone know."
"This seat..." Zong Ziheng thought for a while, then shook his head, maybe he will go to see his mother soon, if the two meet each other in the underworld, maybe they can let go of the grievances in this life. But now he still can't let go, her twisted love and hatred ruined him, and also ruined herself.
Li Buyu took advantage of Zong Ziheng's contemplation, and secretly looked at him. Thinking of those dirty rumors in Daming City, his mind became tense.
Zong Ziheng withdrew his thoughts, and said in a deep voice, "I told you to come here today for the annual offering. I just met Xu Zhinan, and you have already discussed it, right?"
"Yes. But if the Pure Yang Sect really handed over Suzaku Lingyu, it would force my faction to hand over the Nine Heavens Black Iron."
"It's not Xu Zhinan forcing you, but Zong Zixiao." Zong Ziheng said, "If you are all afraid that you will suffer, you take a step back and he takes a step back. In the end, you will be blamed instead."
Li Buyu frowned: "I know this is a stopgap measure, but..."
"Are you worried that the Chunyang Sect has selfish motives?"
"Yes." Li Buyu said calmly, "Besides, Xu Zhinan has a close relationship with Qi Mengsheng. This time, Qi Mengsheng's reaction is the toughest. It is really hard to predict what will happen afterwards."
Li Buyu was worried that Xu Zhinan and Qi Mengsheng would trick him together, which was understandable. Similarly, Xu Zhinan might not have such worries, so Zong Ziheng needed to mediate.
Zong Ziheng frankly stated the countermeasures he discussed with Xu Zhinan. Right now, he must stabilize Zong Zixiao first, and then secretly lobby all the sects. When the time is right, they will fight against the enemy together. There is no better way. If you can't unite the power of the entire world of cultivating immortals, it is impossible to defeat the Demon Lord who holds two ancient treasures and can summon thousands of Yin soldiers.
Li Buyu also agreed with this, and only agreed to trust Xu Zhinan with the guarantee of Zong Ziheng, and this time he would advance and retreat with Chunyang Sect.
Zong Ziheng persuaded: "Don't say anything, although you took over as the head of the Wuliang Sect, you are too young and your foundation is not stable. The open and secret struggle between the Wuliang Sect and the Chunyang Sect is mostly a matter of the previous generation. You are a person who knows how to advance and retreat. Why not take this opportunity to make peace with the Chunyang Sect."
Li Buyu smiled wryly: "Dijun, it's not that I haven't thought about it, I'm a junior in front of Xu Xianzun, and I don't lose that bit of face, but..."
"But what?"
"Emperor, don't think I'm talking about people behind my back. I'm really helpless." Li Buyu sighed, "Leaving aside the conflicts of the previous generation, I really can't figure out Xu Xianzun." He showed a strange look "I had a little contact with him when I was young, and I thought he was open-minded and unrestrained, unlike the old-fashioned ones of the Chunyang Sect. But since he became the head, he has changed. Sometimes he has a pleasant face, and sometimes he seems to be unreasonable." It is extremely difficult to please, and even once, we forgot our verbal agreement and went back on our promises.”
Zong Ziheng was a little surprised. The Xu Zhinan described by Li Buyu was completely different from the people he knew. Li Buyu was the head of a school anyway, so he shouldn't be so gossip. The friendship between him and Xu Zhinan didn't just go away all at once. Can you see through it
"The Dijun and Xu Xianzun have a deep friendship, so he is naturally submissive in front of the Dijun." Li Buyu said helplessly, "But what I said is true, the Dijun may bother to inquire about it in the world of cultivating immortals. Many people say that Xu Xianzun After becoming the head of the sect, my temperament has changed drastically, and the weather is uncertain."
Zong Ziheng pondered for a moment: "As the head of the sect, naturally he can't behave like before."
Li Buyu sighed.
"You go back to the post house, discuss it with Xu Zhinan, and make a new annual confession. I will try my best to negotiate with Zong Zixiao."
"Yes." Li Buyu glanced at Zong Ziheng secretly again, and couldn't help but said, "Dijun, you have lost a lot of weight, and your body...is it against harmony?"
Zong Ziheng's cheeks were thinned into a shallow silhouette, making him look extremely handsome, his dark deer eyes were getting more and more melancholy, against the morbidly pale skin, he looked a bit fragile.
Li Buyu's heart surged, and the desire that had been suppressed for many years came to his heart again, but he only dared to look at it from afar.
Zong Ziheng shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
"I heard that Zongzixiao sealed your spiritual veins." Li Buyu had something extra in his hand, "You have eaten this Zhenyuanyu pill before, and I brought two more. It is a universal pill. It will help."
"I have a heart."
This time it was a secret meeting, and there was not even a single servant in the room, Li Buyu seemed to have an excuse to come forward, boldly, he offered the elixir with both hands, and gently placed it on the tea table by Zong Ziheng's hand.
Zong Ziheng glanced at the exquisite wooden box, and felt the feeling of being watched above his head again. He raised his head, and met Li Buyu's eager eyes that were too late to clean up.
Zong Ziheng suddenly felt strange. Ever since he was forced by Zong Zixiao, he began to feel repulsed by the approach of men. Fortunately, he was surrounded by eunuchs on weekdays, but at this moment Li Buyu made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Li Buyu hurriedly took two steps back: "The emperor forgives the crime."
"It's okay." Zong Ziheng was even more uncomfortable with his sensitivity, "It's getting late, you go back, in two days, you will be called into the palace again."
"Yes." Li Buyu said softly, "I hope the emperor will take care of himself."—
After Li Buyu left, Zong Ziheng was silent for a long time, thinking about all the things that happened in the past ten years, he felt that he was stuck in a quagmire and could not get out.
He thought of Yun Wei, Bagua Taiwan, and the moment when he desperately defeated Zong Minghe, the twisted scene where both pain and pleasure were overflowing at the same time. His biological father, who gave him flesh and blood, wanted to dig out his dan, and he vented everything he had suffered in the past with a sword. The reason why he bears the eternal infamy of killing his father is not just to preserve his mother's honor, but also because, at that moment, he really wanted to kill.
He will never forget the scene of Zong Minghe's blood splattered on the gossip stage. The mighty Emperor Ninghua begged him, the eldest son who had never been looked down upon, to spare his life for the sake of father-son love.
The relationship between father and son was the biggest joke he had ever heard in his life. But he couldn't kill the killer after all.
Zong Ziheng, who fell into memories, didn't realize that someone was approaching until he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
"What are you thinking?" A hand squeezed his fleshy earlobe.
Who else could be so presumptuous except Zong Zixiao. Zongzi Heng didn't raise his head, restrained his emotions, and said calmly, "I summoned Xu Zhinan and Li Buyu respectively, and you will get your wish."
"Very good." Zong Zixiao said with a low smile, "It seems that big brother saved me some trouble."
"Don't push people too much."
Zong Zixiao sat his eldest brother on his lap, put his tall nose against his neckline, and sniffed the fragrance of his skin: "How can you teach too much?"
"You know it well."
"Then let's see if they have counted in their hearts." Zong Zixiao laughed twice with a "hehe", "By the way, there was an interesting thing just now."
Zong Ziheng did not speak.
"There is a man from Wuji Palace called Huang Daozi."
Huang Daozi? Zong Ziheng vaguely felt that he had heard this name before.
Zong Zixiao has been recruiting talents and preparing for alchemy during this time. Even if he has fallen into the evil way, there are still countless people who want to work for him. On, very few.
"This man is interesting. He looks like a beggar in rags. He claims that he can count the world, but he looks like a magic stick." Zong Zixiao played with his elder brother's long and white fingers, "However, he has a magic weapon. According to legend, it was handed down by King Wen of Zhou—the Luoshui Jade Armor.”
Luoshui Jade Armor!
Zong Ziheng finally remembered this person. His mother once told him that there was a fortune teller who was both true and false who came to the Wuji Palace back then, and calculated that among Zong Minghe's nine sons, he was the only one who had the fate of an emperor.
At that time, he didn't believe it very much, and Zong Minghe obviously didn't believe it either, because Huang Daozi had a bad reputation. The name of the divine calculation was given by himself. He also said that his magic weapon was the carapace of the Luoshui tortoise that King Wen of Zhou used to calculate the world. Moreover, this person is greedy for money, and he can talk nonsense for money. The most treacherous thing is that no matter how much money he gets, he will lose it soon. Therefore, when the world sees him, most of the time he is very downcast, and it seems even more unbelievable.
"This person is notorious, do you want to use him?" Zong Ziheng said coldly.
"He may not be useless at all, let's just stay by my side and try." Zong Zixiao chuckled, "And this person is interesting, I asked him to divination for me on the spot, even if it was my fate, guess what he said ?”
"..."
"He fiddled with that bastard for a long time, saying that I 'won't die well'." Zong Zixiao laughed out loud.
"Since ancient times, the magic cultivator has not ended well, so it still counts."
Zong Zixiao kissed his eldest brother, his eyes darkened: "You are also looking forward to my end, aren't you?"
"I hope you will find your way back."
Zong Zixiao laughed wildly and wickedly: "This is not a lost path, but a smooth path to the immortal world. I am walking a path that no one has ever traveled before, and I am destined to go farther than anyone else. Big life."
"If that's the case, what else do you want him to do?" Zong Ziheng was very resistant to Huang Daozi. Although his mother's obsession with love and hatred cannot be attributed to an outsider, if Huang Daozi hadn't given her that in her most painful time, With a little hope, maybe she won't do so much evil.
"He said later that he could help me change my fate against the sky." The eldest son said proudly, "I write my own fate."