Lianhua Peak is a good place to escape the summer heat. Even at noon, the sun shines brightly in the sky, and the cool breeze blows in the Lotus Peak. In the pavilion, Gu Qingci and Su Zhuichang chatted for a long time.

Perhaps it was because of so many years that there was no one who could have a happy chat, or perhaps it was because Gu Qingci agreed to help, which made Su Zhui feel better, or perhaps it was just Su Zhui who needed a listener.

It was not until night fell that Gu Qingci quietly went down the mountain. When he came, he did not alarm anyone, and when he left, he did not alarm anyone. Few people knew that Gu Qingci had visited Lotus Peak when the smoke was everywhere in Cangzhou.

Su Zhui told Gu Qingci a lot, including his grievances and grievances with Buddhism, and about Su Beisheng, as well as the woman who made Su Beisheng hate him for twenty years, a disciple who came from Cihang Jianzhai, and a woman who made Su Zhui love but hurt for twenty years, and finally ended the other person's life with his own hands.

One moment, Gu Qingci saw a hint of depression in Su Zhui's eyes. At that time, Su Zhui asked him if that woman regretted it?

Su Zhui really hoped that even if he heard a word of regret from that woman, he could put down the sword in his hand and let the woman leave. But in the end, he personally killed the person he had loved for so many years.

Gu Qingci didn't say much. He felt that Su Beisheng's mother might really be a Buddha in her heart, so she saved the people of the world, not alone.

But, as a mother,

She might have regretted it long ago.

Maybe I regretted it twenty years ago.

She has been in a yard and has been chanting scriptures for twenty years.

For whom did you recite the sutra?

Su Beisheng, Su Zhui!

She has not left Lotus Peak for twenty years. In twenty years, she knows Su Zhui's character better than anyone else. How could she not know that when Su Zhui asked her not to regret it, the difference between life and death was the difference between life and death, but she chose to die!

Gu Qingci only asked Su Zhui one question: "She should be free when she dies!"

Maybe she just chose to die together!

"well!"

Looking at the Lotus Peak that was gradually swallowed by the night, Gu Qingci's eyes seemed to have a grave. This is a grave, but it is not a person who is buried, but an era and a world of martial arts.

Seeing too many ups and downs, Gu Qingci still couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. He sighed with Su Zhui, the anti-king who would fail, and the playboy prince who was called by the people of Xia Kingdom, the extremely vicious and evil prince, but at the last juncture, he stood on the side of the people of the world.

He gave Gu Qingci five hundred Tiefutu. This was not only a peerless army, but also Su Zhui's last trump card and vitality, and a sharp blade that could bring about greater turmoil in the world.

Su Zhui said that Tiefutu could not stop too many masters.

But Gu Qingci knew that in addition to Tiefutu, Su Zhui also had a century-old Su family's army of 200,000 or 300,000 troops. Even if he abandoned some of the soldiers who were just a mess, it would be enough to let him go far, far away, and far away to the powerless place of Xia State.

However, Su Zhui understood that only when he died could Daxia, which had already shown signs of troubled times, stabilize for a longer time, suppress those families that were about to move, and allow those who were interested to continue to lie dormant under the prestige of the Great Xia Kingdom.

If he does not die, it will not be the fire of Cangzhou, but the entire Xia Kingdom will be filled with smoke. At that time, the ordinary people will suffer.

He did not die for the court.

But the responsibility of the descendants of the royal family is to die!

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After leaving Lianhua Peak, Gu Qingci left the city overnight.

He wanted to check the village that Su Zhui mentioned.

It was not that he suspected that Su Zhui would deceive him. After chatting with Su Zhui on this day, he developed a strong admiration for Su Zhui, but he still had to take a look and just consider how to arrange it.

In addition, he didn't have much time. The imperial army came to Cangzhou City withered and destroyed, and the small stone also entered Qingyang.

Although the old Marshal Chu Zixu also gave him face and wanted to cooperate with him, and Su Zhui also agreed to give Xiao Shitou a cornerstone that shocked the world, he still had to speed up his pace.

It took him three hours to travel overnight at his speed before he arrived at the village that Su Zhui mentioned. This was an inconspicuous ordinary village where the descendants of the four great ministers of the Su family of the former royal family lived.

The only four great ministers of the Su family who are still alive is Zhuge Xiu, the Zhuge family, who serves as the Grand Marshal of the pseudo-Zhao. On the entire battlefield of Cangzhou, there were nearly ten armies of Su Zhuzhi, but only Zhuge Xiu led the army that could withstand the Xia army.

However, his opponent was the God of War, and he still had advantages in all aspects and retreated all the way.

Chu Zixu once said that if Zhuge Xiu could fully control the pseudo-Zhao army, the battle in Cangzhou would not have been easy.

Except for Zhuge Xiu, no one of the four ministers was outside. Occasionally, some people talked about it in the world, and they would also talk about what the Wang family had done decades ago, maybe what the Wu family had, and some talked about the Xie family. However, there are all ones, all of which were decades ago, or when Zhao State was still there more than a hundred years ago.

As the Su family settled in Cangzhou, gradually, with the change of time, almost no one in the world except for some old people knew that the Su family had four great ministers. Even if they knew, they all said that these four great ministers were probably no descendants.

If it weren't for Su Zhao's talk about it today, Gu Qingci wouldn't have remembered the records of the four great ministers of the Su family in a classic.

The moon was hanging high, and occasionally there were a few dog barking in the village. The moonlight fell on the ground, and the long shadows were moving slowly on the ground. Gu Qingci was holding the Taoist sword in his hand, and his white clothes were obvious at night. It was just as late as the night was quiet, so he slowly entered the village.

This village is not very big, but not small. Gu Qingci made a brief appointment and probably had to have more than two thousand people in so many residences.

Entering the entrance of the village, two rows of large banyan trees extended out, and the entangled roots broke out from the ground. The huge branches were intertwined one by one, like a big umbrella. There was a bench under the tree, and an old man was lying on it, slapped the mosquitoes with a fan of grass.

Gu Qingci stopped, looked at the old man quietly, and did not speak.

The old man waved his fan to drive away the heat, turned his head and picked up a teapot. Suddenly he saw Gu Qingci, narrowed his eyes, then stood up, smiled and bowed, "The little old man, Wang Zhixiang, has seen Marquis Gu."

Gu Qingci held the sword and held the tribute, nodded and said, "I am so happy. I'm so late, I'm still enjoying the cool air here."

Wang Zhien shook the grass fan and said, "The little old man is the village chief here. I guess you are coming, Lord Gu, and I'm waiting for the big trip here!"
Chapter completed!