"Of course it's us maids. Think about it, they will naturally become boring after practicing for a long time. And this courtyard is a forbidden area, and no one can come in easily. Who else can I talk to except a few words from our hearts?"
He said, you will get familiar with it after a while." Xing Lingling looked serious and serious. If Zhou Xing didn't believe it, she would probably swear to heaven.
"It makes sense, but how can you be so sure that I'm here to become a disciple?" Zhou Xing looked at her with a sly expression and said with a smile.
"Aren't you here to become a disciple? Are you still the master of this place?"
Xing Lingling felt more and more something was wrong.
"Are you really the master of this place?" Xing Lingling said anxiously.
"It seems so. At least the sword behind you is mine." Zhou Xing said seriously.
"Ah..." The cry rang out, and of course it was not Zhou Xing's cry, nor her cry of fear, but a cry of pain. This guy was indeed a ghost, and he reacted instantly
, Slippery, he wanted to slip out, but who was Zhou Xing, how could he let this little girl slip away in front of him, he stretched out a hand and grabbed her hair, causing her endless pain.
"Girl, let's tell you who you are. Don't try to hide it from me. What will happen to you if I take you out to Luo Ziyang?" Zhou Xing pulled Xing Lingling back like a chicken, and
When Luo Ziyang was mentioned, a look of fear finally appeared in Xing Lingling's eyes. Luo Ziyang was none other than the master of Xingchen Pavilion. Although he rarely left Xingchen Pavilion, Xingchen Pavilion was a place to cultivate talents for Canglan Kingdom. This
The status of this pavilion master can be imagined. Even Yang Ye, who is now in great power, would respectfully call him "teacher" when he saw this pavilion master. All the civil and military officials in the dynasty respected him very much, even Xing Tianyuan, and Luo Luo
Ziyang was a very strict person. If he knew that she secretly entered the worship hall, even if she was not executed, she would definitely be expelled from school. Once she was expelled, it would be hard to say how her father would deal with her.
"Just say it, my name is Xing Lingling." Xing Lingling said with aggrieved mouth.
"Xing Lingling, her eyes are like bells, Xing Tianyuan's daughter, right?" Zhou Xing recognized her as the daughter of an old friend at once. He was watching from behind just now. When this little girl was about to touch the white jade sword, he felt
She wasn't angry at all. Thinking about it now, maybe it was because she was Xing Tianyuan's daughter, otherwise if it had been anyone else, she would have died by the white jade sword at this moment.
"Do you know my father?" Xing Lingling said with eyes wide open, but she was very surprised. She didn't expect that the big shot living here actually knew her father.
"We have known each other before. You are not as stupid as your father, nor as scheming as your mother. It surprises me." Although she is the daughter of an old friend, Zhou Xing has a bad impression of these old friends, especially Xing Lingling.
He didn't like that mother at all, but this little girl was endearing.
"My dad is not stupid, your dad is stupid." Xing Lingling could not bear hearing others scolding her dad. Although Zhou Xing was probably her elder, her dad was a great hero in her mind.
She would never allow anyone to say a bad word about him.
"You are protective of your shortcomings, but it's a pity that he married your mother." Zhou Xing didn't like Xing Lingling's mother, because she was a very scheming woman, and that woman didn't like Xing Tianyuan, and Xing Tianyuan also understood this.
But he still married this woman, which was stupid for Zhou Xing.
"Why do you say that about my mother?"
Xing Lingling clenched her small fists tightly. Even if the man in front of her was a member of the worship hall, she could still get angry at him, just because of what he said to her mother. Indeed, her mother and father always quarreled when they met at home, and
Xing Tianyuan usually lives in the army and rarely returns home. Whenever Xing Tianyuan returns home, he will inevitably have a quarrel with his mother, and it is not an ordinary quarrel, as if the two are not husband and wife, but enemies.
Of course, others don't know this kind of thing. Those noble ladies in the imperial capital are all talkative women. Of course, she will not tell those people about the situation at home. Her mother rarely mentions the situation at home outside. At this time, Zhou
When Xing mentioned her mother, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart. This anger was not only anger towards Zhou Xing, but also some inexplicable emotions, which came from the repressed situation in that family.
"Forget it, those are all grievances from the previous generation. You don't need to know. Go back. If someone knows that you came here, even if your father is already powerful, he can't protect you." Of course Zhou Xing would not really follow a person.
The little girl cares about it, but this little girl entered his life and caused a strange change in his peaceful life for ten years. This change is very common for others, but it is very rare for Zhou Xing, because
Zhou Xing used to be a person who was indifferent to all things. Except for the three-foot long sword in his hand, nothing could make a ripple in his heart. But now Zhou Xing seems to have a little more humanity.
"Who are you? I'm going to ask my father if he knows you." She originally sneaked into the worship hall with curiosity, but after hearing Zhou Xing's comments about her parents, she lost all curiosity about the worship.
, now she is only angry. She must go back and ask if her parents really know a person like him.
"My name is Zhou Xing, but your parents don't know this name. If you tell your father, after the rain every week, innocence will remain in the world. The word "Zhou Xing" comes from here. He must know who I am." Zhou Xing thought in his heart.
I am somewhat curious as to how the Commander-in-Chief of the Army would feel when he knew that he had returned to the Imperial Capital and lived in the Enshrinement Hall.
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Xing Lingling's bell-like eyes were wide open, as if fire was about to burst out of her eyes. Of course, a large part of the anger in her heart was not directed at Zhou Xing, but was dissatisfied with her parents. But at this moment
Mentioning Zhou Xing's parents aroused the dissatisfaction in her heart and turned her into a ball that was about to explode. But Zhou Xing would not care if a girl's movie exploded on the spot, because even if she exploded on the spot, Zhou Xing could still control the situation.
, and he and Xing Tianyuan are not polite. Although they used to be friends, this is what happened in the past, and now they are no longer friends.
"I will ask." Xing Lingling finally said such a sentence stubbornly, her eyes seemed to say, "Wait, wait." She walked out of the worship hall with a look of resentment, having already forgotten all about the prohibitions of Xingchen Pavilion in her heart.
, and also forgot that if she was discovered, her fate would definitely be very miserable, but she was not discovered, of course, not because she was lucky, but because Zhou Xing didn't care. As Xing Lingling walked out of the yard, an old man in white stared at her in the distance.
Xing Lingling's figure faded away. This man was dressed in white Confucian robes, with white hair and a beard. There was a bit of immortality in his figure. He was Luo Ziyang, the master of Xingchen Pavilion. This Luo Ziyang was considered a legend in the imperial capital.
Its strength has reached the realm of soul condensation.
This martial arts soul condensation can be regarded as a master in the world, and now in the imperial capital, there are only three masters who have the soul condensation realm, except for those in the enshrinement hall, and among these three, the weakest is
Among Luo Ziyang, the strongest one is undoubtedly Xing Tianyuan, the Commander-in-Chief of the Army. He has taken the position of Commander-in-Chief with all his strength and is known as the best master in the court.
There are many strong men of the same realm who will not be his opponent, and the other one is Yang Ye, the chief minister of the dynasty.
This Yang Ye seems to be gentle and polite, like a scholar, but his martial arts strength is not weak. He was once a strong man in the Soul Condensation Realm, and Yang Ye is a person who is extremely good at hiding. Many people are thinking about it.
It is speculated that Yang Ye's strength has surpassed Xing Tianyuan. Many people want to see the two of them fight in an upright manner. Unfortunately, no one can do so. After all, Yang Ye has only taken action a handful of times, and he has seen Yang Ye.
Those who take action are even rarer. People in the imperial capital only roughly know that Yang Ye is a master of the soul condensation realm, but no one knows what realm he has reached. However, he is better than Luo Ziyang, because Luo Ziyang once publicly admitted that
However, he lost half of the moves in the competition with Yang Ye, and this was because Yang Ye gave in. If he didn't give in, he would probably lose even more miserably.
In the Governor's Mansion, the atmosphere at the dinner table seemed very stuffy, and a depressing atmosphere filled the whole room. Even the maid standing there and waiting did not dare to breathe loudly, because the one tonight could not come back more than a few times a year.
The Grand Governor of the family is back, and he is waiting for someone to come back, and that person is of course his daughter Xing Lingling, Grand Governor Xing Tianyuan. The entire imperial capital will show a look of awe when they hear his name, but everyone
The governor's appearance seemed a bit ordinary. He was already over fifty years old, and his hair on both sides was white. The dragon on the official uniform looked very ferocious and terrifying, as if it was about to pounce out and bite people. This made the atmosphere even more intense.
A bit depressed.
Next to Xing Tianyuan, there is a graceful and luxurious woman sitting. She is wearing a long purple dress and a head full of gold hairpins, which is enough to prove that she is Xing Tianyuan's wife. Her name is Wang Tingxue.
It comes from a disciple named Tiannan Sword Sect, and Tiannan Sword Sect is not the famous nine sects in the world. For the imperial court, none of the nine sects can be offended by them. Today
The Nanjian Sect is just a small sect around the imperial capital. There are many such sects. They usually rely on the powerful officials in the court to survive, so they will also participate in things like seizing the legitimate sons. Every time the imperial power changes, these small sects will be shaken.
The sect shuffles the cards once.
"You came back so late?" Although there was no anger on Xing Tianyuan's face, when he saw Xing Lingling stepping into the dining hall with a look of horror, the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a bit.
"Lingling, where have you been? What's a girl doing not coming home so late?" Wang Tingxue also frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the time Xing Lingling came back tonight.
"I, I went to meet an uncle." Xing Lingling said a little shyly, but she was a little hesitant about Zhou Xing's identity in her heart, but since she is an old friend of her father, she should call her uncle.
"Which uncle is it?" Xing Tianyuan still had a stern face and said nothing, but Wang Tingxue's expression softened a lot. As the commander-in-chief of the army, Xing Tianyuan was an unsociable person, but Wang Tingxue was different. She was all-rounded and exquisite.
Being able to get along with all the ladies in the imperial capital, and these noble ladies in the imperial capital gather together, in addition to showing off how good their men are, they also show off how outstanding their sons and daughters are, and they also hope to find a matching partner.
If she likes other people's children, of course she has to move around more, but Xing Lingling is always reluctant, so it gives her a headache. But today she heard that she can actually move around, and naturally she felt a little relieved.
"His name is Zhou Xing." Xing Tianyuan and Wang Tingxue frowned at the same time, because neither of them knew a person named Zhou Xing.
"After Zhou Zhou Mu Yu, innocence is in the world. Zhou Xing came from here." Xing Lingling looked at her parents frowning and quickly said that sentence. If her parents thought that they had gone to meet a stranger, the end would definitely be tragic, especially if
I saw Xing Tianyuan's right arm on the table. The entire right arm extended to the elbow, wrapped in a silver glove. The heavy metal feeling was filled with an unnoticeable smell of blood. Maybe it was this.
Too many people had been killed with one hand, and it was stained with blood. Even Xing Lingling felt terrified when she looked at her father's arm.
"Where is he?" Xing Tianyuan's face showed no unnecessary changes, as if he was asking casually.
"House of Worship."
"What? You entered the Enshrinement Hall?" Wang Tingxue turned pale with shock, and Xing Tianyuan slowly frowned. As a dignitary in the imperial capital, he naturally understood what the Enshrinement Hall was. It was a taboo place, and no one wanted to mention that place.
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"Xing Lingling, how brave are you, how dare you enter the worship hall?" Wang Tingxue was furious, slapping her palm on the table, standing up, folding her sleeves with both hands, as if she was ready to deal with Xing Lingling, and Xing Lingling saw her father
, the child could only stand there with a look on his face like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to move an inch. At this time, he looked at his father expectantly. After all, no one in this family dared to say anything to his mother except his own father.
"Are you sure this is what you heard?" Xing Lingling had closed her eyes in fear. Her mother's hand was about to grab her ear, and she would be grabbed by her mother like a chicken.
Turning in circles, she believed that only her mother could teach such a cruel lesson. After all, her mother came from the Tiannan Sword Sect, not from a famous family like those noble ladies. What she pursued was to fight with a stick.
A filial son, so if Xing Lingling makes a mistake, a beating is inevitable. However, Xing Lingling is also a simple person. The more she is beaten, the less memory she has. She doesn’t know how many times she has been beaten, but the more her mother beats her, the more she is beaten.
She, the less afraid she was, the more cautious her father was, even if he just said a word. As Xing Tianyuan asked, Wang Tingxue's hand froze in the air and did not fall.
