The spring rain was like silk, the bone-chilling cold, and the gloomy sky all seemed to be crying because of the death of Deng Changchun.
As time went by, descendants of the Deng family who were scattered all over the country rushed back to pay homage to their ancestor Deng Changchun, followed closely by Dali officials and students from all over the country who had received the news, and many people from all walks of life also came to do their part.
In my heart, even if I can't offer incense in front of the soul, I will still be able to kowtow from a distance and not let go of Mr. Deng's many years of kindness.
The mythical realm supports the backbone of a country, no matter who it is, it can be said that it is indebted to him...
People from all directions were rushing to the capital. The population suddenly increased so much that the inns could no longer be crowded. Many people could only make do with living in the front and back houses along the street, but they had no regrets, and no one was at this time.
Make trouble.
The imperial court was deeply aware of the inconveniences caused by the surge in population, and issued many announcements to inform people that they did not need to come to the capital to worship as long as they came to worship. The same was true at home, but it still could not stop countless people from flocking to the temple.
The influence of a master is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Millions of people came to pay their respects, and this is only part of the number that has arrived!
The increase in population will definitely lead to the occurrence of various troubles, but who dares to cause trouble at this time? Not to mention the imperial court sending troops to maintain order, it is very likely that the mythical realm is watching every corner. Who has the courage?
Don't talk about trouble at the moment, the usual petty thefts have disappeared without a trace.
Although Yunjing lived peacefully in the courtyard during this period, his 'eyes' swept every corner of the capital city from time to time. He did not want to see any accidents happen during Deng Changchun's funeral.
After the descendants of the Deng family came to pay their respects to Qi one after another, the imperial court began to organize civil and military officials to go there to offer incense and worship. Fortunately, the imperial court had good arrangements. Officials from all over the country went there in batches in an organized manner. It was not like a swarm of people who spontaneously went there.
Come running.
The worship of officials from all over the world will last for a while, and then students from all over the world...
In the small courtyard, the rain is playing on the pipa, the cloud scenery is waving the pen, and the writing and ink are fragrant.
After sorting out a stack of manuscripts, he paused and said to Qingmei who was standing by: "Prepare an umbrella, I want to go out."
"My slave, I obey. May I ask if the young master can accompany you to serve him?" Qingmei nodded.
Yunjing put down his brush and said, "No need..."
Qingmei immediately went to prepare. When Yunjing came to the door of the courtyard, an oil-paper umbrella was already ready. Yunjing held the umbrella and walked away in the rain. His figure seemed to be slow but was actually fast. He disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
It feels abrupt.
Dozens of miles away from Yunjing's residence, at the entrance of an inn, a group of people who had obviously traveled a long way came here. They looked embarrassed when the inn was full and they could no longer vacate the room. However, there was no other way. They couldn't rob the room by force.
.
There are hundreds of people in this group, about a quarter of whom are dressed as jocks and lakes, and the rest are scholars. It seems that those jocks and lakes are specially escorting scholars to Dali Capital. This is also the case. From the accents they communicate with, it is obvious that they come from
the same place.
In order to do their best to come to Dali Capital, they traveled thousands of miles without stopping, but after arriving in DaLi Capital, they visited more than ten inns but could not find any room. It was already afternoon, and it was about to get dark, and it was cold in early spring.
If they didn't have a place to stay before night, they would have to spend the night on the street in the rain.
The first three people, one of them is an old man holding a sword, who is in the early stage of the True Intention Mirror, and there is also an elegant middle-aged man with a scholarly look, who looks like he has no official position in his appearance, otherwise he would go to the imperial inn, and the other is a woman in white, with a
Her face cannot be seen clearly through the veil, but she can tell from her eyebrows that she has good looks.
At this time, the three of them were discussing countermeasures.
"What should I do? I have nothing to do in the capital. I don't know anyone and can't find a place to stay." The old man from Zhenyi Jing said tangledly.
The elegant middle-aged man was helpless and said: "Even if there are people we know, we, more than a hundred people, are too embarrassed to bother them. When I was young, I came to the capital several times and I knew a few people, but I haven't moved around in many years. The relationship It’s been broken up a long time ago. If you see it, you can be shameless and try to make friends, but now you can’t find anyone.”
"How about we look for any vacant inns?" Old Man Zhenyi Jing suggested.
There was no one to talk to, and searching for an inn that was not available after traveling to so many places would definitely be in vain.
The woman in white next to him hesitated to speak, but finally said: "Everyone, please be patient, I will think of a solution."
Her words attracted the attention of everyone present. Many people were full of hope when they heard her words, but then they smiled helplessly.
Everyone is from the same place, they know everything, and they have nothing to do, so why should they expect a girl?
The old man Zhenyi Jing also consoled him: "Master Lin, we understand your kindness. Don't show off. It's just a matter of sleeping on the street. Although it's cold in the early spring, I can still keep everyone safe for the night."
After all, he has the cultivation of the True Intention Mirror. It is very simple to block the rain and the cold night air. It is just a group of people on the street that is a little disgraceful, but it is not a big deal. Many people in Dali Capital are like this at the moment.
The elegant middle-aged man also said: "Yes, Miss Lin, you have taken great care of us along the way, how can I put you in trouble now?"
The two girls following the woman surnamed Lin were curious, secretly thinking that the leader had connections in the capital? But there were so many of them, it was hard to go all of them. No matter how good the connections were, this was not how they were used.
The woman surnamed Lin muttered: "Everyone, there are some things I can't explain clearly. In short, everyone just believes in me. I should have no problem finding a place for everyone in the capital. However, this is my first time here, so I have to ask for details. one time"
When she said this, she secretly thought that her husband would not be unhappy if she brought so many people to her. After all, she did not say anything in advance, so she thought that her husband would not blame her too much, since he was so kind.
However, my husband only mentioned an address to that place, so I hope it won’t be too troublesome to find it, and if so many people go there, they shouldn’t be turned away. After all, I am somewhat unsure of my identity.
She felt a little unsure, but when everyone came from afar and had no other choice, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and give it a try.
Several people looked at each other after hearing this, and the old man Zhenyi Jing said: "If Master Lin is sure, I will trouble you. If it doesn't work, we understand, and we will think of a way."
"Well, everyone, come with me..." The woman surnamed Lin nodded. After speaking, she raised her head and looked around to find the direction. She was stunned immediately.
At this time, Yunjing came from a distance holding an umbrella, dressed in simple linen clothes, with spring rain like silk, as if walking out of a painting.
When they got closer, Yunjing nodded to them first, and then said: "Xingyu didn't even notify them in advance when he came to the capital, so he could arrange for someone to greet him in advance."
The people around were slightly dumbfounded, and the elegant middle-aged man said unexpectedly: "Who does Miss Lin know?"
Seeing the cloud scene, Lin Xingyu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, then surprise, but what followed was uneasiness. She was walking around the world and unexpectedly met her husband-in-law. This made her somewhat at a loss as to what her husband-in-law was. Character, such behavior is tantamount to bringing disgrace to his face. What if he is blamed?
Although Yunjing had long told her to just live the life she wanted, how could she really go her own way?
Nodding, Lin Xingyu didn't have time to say anything to the people around him. He immediately got off his horse and walked towards Yunjing. When he came to him, he said anxiously: "My husband is also in the capital."
There are many people with sharp ears and eyes over there. When they heard Lin Xingyu call Yunjing as husband, many people subconsciously stared.
What did I hear? Lin Nvxia, who is famous all over Jiangzhou recently, actually called that good-looking young man her husband? What happened? Who was the other person? When did it happen?
They all came from Jiangzhou and had the same purpose. They came to offer incense to Deng Changchun and see him off. They had the same purpose and so they went together.
No wonder they were so surprised. The relationship between Lin Xingyu and Yun Jing had not spread with much fanfare, especially in the world. Even though Yun Jing had come to propose marriage and confirmed the relationship, not many people knew about it.
After all, this is Lin Xingyu's family matter, and she is still the head of a powerful political force. How can she talk nonsense about being a concubine?
This is where she struggled before. She knew about Yunjing's properties in the capital. However, after all, she was a concubine who had never been married. To put it bluntly, her status was no different from that of a servant. She took so many people to Yunjing's properties.
How can she not worry about finding a place to stay? The servants don’t know her, so what if they are not allowed in?
With these premises, the reason why she still proposed it was not to make a fool of herself. After all, there was still hope of somewhere to go. Besides, so many people couldn't really live on the streets. The next day wouldn't be for a day or two.
matter.
Yunjing also 'saw' their arrival from a distance, so he made a special trip.
After all, Lin Xingyu is his pillow. Now that he has discovered it, how can he ignore it?
"My husband has been in the capital for a while. Didn't I tell you that I have some property in the capital? Let Xiao Song make arrangements before coming. Xing Yu, are you worried about accommodation?
"Looking at Lin Xingyu who was worried next to him, Yunjing shook his head and said, but he didn't do anything intimate in front of everyone.
While feeling relieved, Lin Xingyu said: "I didn't think much about it before I came here. It was only after I arrived in the capital that I realized that there are no free inns anymore."
"It's okay, my husband is here." Yunjing gave her a reassuring look, then looked at those people and said, "Yunjing has met all of you fellow countrymen. This is not the place to talk. Please just follow me. You can rest assured from now on."
, will help everyone make arrangements.”
Yunjing? This name is so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before.
After hearing this, a group of people thought about it, and then the elegant middle-aged man said in surprise: "Master Yun is the Yun Jing who ranked first in the Jiangzhou Municipal People's Examination last time?"
"No, that's right," Yun Dingding nodded.
So the other party smiled and said: "So, we are really from the same hometown."
Now that you have met a fellow countryman, there is nothing to worry about next. Youdao is to meet an old friend in a foreign land. When you are in a foreign country, there is a custom of sticking together among fellow countrymen, and being helped by a stranger are two completely different things.
mentality.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Yun Jing said: "Everyone, please come with me..."
Then he nodded and turned around to lead the way, while others followed with various emotions.
Next, it seems that there is no need to worry about where to stay, and there is no need to sleep on the streets, and then Yunjing seems to have some energy in the capital? And when did Leader Lin get together with him? After all, he is a scholar in the world, but he is a talented man and a beautiful woman.
, especially Master Lin, who has made rapid progress recently and has reached the late stage of Xiantian. He is a new star in the entire Jiangzhou world. Many older generations avoid him because of the shame... In short, people have a lot of thoughts in their minds.
"I have caused trouble for my husband," Lin Xingyu whispered as he followed Yunjing.
Yunjing comforted him and said: "Why do you and I have to say such things? There is no trouble, and it can only be controlled by one sentence."
"Yes." Lin Xingyu nodded, feeling happy and sweet in her heart. Yunjing not only did not blame her, but also came to help her personally, allowing her to earn face in front of her colleagues. Your husband is so kind.
Then Yunjing said again: "You, as I said before, you should have informed me in advance so that arrangements could be made in advance. They are all here for Mr. Deng, right? They are fellow villagers, how could I turn a blind eye?
"
"Ms. sir, I know I was wrong," Lin Xingyu whispered, and then added: "Most of us here are here to offer incense to Mrs. Deng, but a few of us are mainly here for another thing.
This matter, this matter involves a lot, it is not the place to talk about it, I will tell you in detail later to let my husband know."
Yun Jing was slightly dumbfounded, but he didn't immediately ask for details. He nodded and said nothing more.
While talking to Lin Xingyu, Yunjing secretly contacted Qingmei through the air.
Yunjing does not intend to take these more than a hundred people from Jiangzhou to the courtyard where he is currently staying. He needs to arrange another place. It is not that Yunjing does not take these fellow villagers in his eyes. The main reason is that he is afraid of scaring them. Please note
The courtyard where Yunjing settled is now one of the most special places in Dali. The imperial court attaches great importance to it. Not only is it surrounded by military guards, but it is also secretly guarded by the ant tower and eagle hall, which prevents casual people from approaching within a few hundred meters!
It would be difficult to take them there under such circumstances.
Soon Qingmei came over and noticed that the large group of people behind her were a little surprised, but she didn't ask any more questions, but was so respectful that she asked, "May I ask, Master, what are your orders?"
"These are my fellow villagers who have traveled thousands of miles to pay their respects to Mr. Deng. The capital is full at the moment and there is no place to stay. Qingmei will make arrangements," Yunjing said bluntly.
Qingmei nodded immediately and said: "Don't worry, young master, I will make arrangements right now. Speaking of which, we have an inn that has been renovated and not yet open for business, which can be used to accommodate them."
"Well, that's good. Let's lead the way. By the way, my fellow villagers may come later. If such a situation occurs, please pay attention and take care of them as best you can." Yunjing thought for a while and said.
Qingmei said: "Master, our inn is not small. If it is temporarily crowded, it can accommodate one or two thousand people."
"That's no problem..."
Soon after, the group of people came to an inn located in a busy street. It was newly renovated and not yet open for business. It was quite large and had a dozen or twenty separate small courtyards behind it.
The inn in the sky, considering the current situation in the capital, there are many people who want to stay here, and there are many people with strong attitudes. However, a policeman in the capital has spoken at the door, so no one dares to come here to cause trouble.
After settling everyone down and exchanging pleasantries, Yunjing took Lin Xingyu to his current residence. After all, he was one of his own, so forget about the others. It wasn't suitable, and he didn't even bring anyone from Lin Xingyu's sect.
After arriving at the ground, Yunjing said to Lin Xingyu who was secretly looking at the courtyard: "Xingyu doesn't need to be so cautious. Just treat this place as your own home. When you come to the capital in the future, you can stay here directly. I will gather the servants here later."
Let’s all get to know you.”
"I understand," Lin Xingyu nodded.
At this time, Lin Xingyu's heart was still a little uneasy. In a place like the capital where every inch of land was precious, his husband actually had such a large courtyard. However, the atmosphere in the surrounding area was not right. It seemed that there was a huge and terrifying existence lurking in the dark.
There were also servants in the courtyard, many of whom made her feel unfathomable. Then her husband's maid named Qingmei was not inferior to her in appearance and figure, but she was just a servant, and she was at the level of a warrior. Lin Xingyu's instinct
I feel that the seemingly weak Qingmei is probably stronger than myself!
It is undeniable that with the help of Yunjing, Lin Xingyu has entered the late stage of Xiantian and gave her some powerful martial arts skills. However, Qingmei and the others were trained by the Sanluo royal family. Where is Lin Xingyu's short story?
Can time catch up?
It's one thing to feel uneasy, but Lin Xingyu is not surprised. As Yunjing's pillow, she still knows a little about her father-in-law's situation. It's just a matter of cultivation in the mythical realm. Everything is taken for granted.
She couldn't help but wonder how those Jiangzhou compatriots would feel if they knew how well-educated their husband-in-law was.
Arriving at the backyard, Yunjing thought for a moment and said to Lin Xingyu: "Xingyu, old man Deng passed away. He cared for me very well in the past few years. He was no longer a relative. You have been tired all the way, so why don't you go take a bath?"
, just let your husband wear sackcloth and show mourning for his old man."
"This is what I am supposed to do," Lin Xingyu nodded and immediately went to take a bath and change clothes under the leadership of Qingyue.
She studied under the Jianghu sect since she was a child, and she has been adapting to her change of status since she established a relationship with Yunjing, but her adaptation speed cannot keep up with Yunjing's progress.
Now that Yunjing has stepped into the realm of mythology, how lucky is she to be the person beside her? Even if she is a side wife, who in the world dares to underestimate her? Even the imperial concubines dare not give her any face.
"Eleven years ago, in Xinlin County, my husband was only eight years old at that time. When we first met, my husband was very special. I didn't think much about it at the time. Later, my husband gradually grew up and had many contacts with me. No one else could compare with him.
In comparison, gradually, she quietly occupied my heart, until that time my husband-in-law got drunk... I watched my husband-in-law grow up, well..."
In the steamy bathroom, the graceful Lin Xingyu was thinking about this in her mind, and couldn't help but cover her face in shame.
Who can say clearly about such things as fate?
While Lin Xingyu was bathing, Yunjing gathered the servants here. After she finished changing, Yunjing introduced the servants here to Lin Xingyu, mainly to let the people here know that Lin Xingyu was
As one of the hostesses here, Yunjing will not tolerate anyone who dares to neglect and disobey the rules.
Yunjing specially arranged this place, and Lin Xingyu was extremely moved. Although she was a concubine, could a concubine of that family enjoy such treatment? Her status was not much different from that of a head wife.
Among those servants, there were two top powerhouses in the late stage of True Intention Mirror. They were all respectful to him, but Lin Xingyu felt a little at a loss in his heart.
After getting to know each other, Yun Jing asked the servants to disperse and the two of them were alone. Yun Jing said: "Xing Yu, just calm down and get used to it in the future."
"Well, I understand and will not embarrass my husband," Lin Xingyu nodded.
Like Yun Jing, Lin Xingyu put on linen clothes after bathing, and together with Yun Jing, she put on linen clothes to express mourning for Deng Changchun. She already had an outstanding appearance and a graceful figure, but now she was dressed in mourning clothes. Youdao wanted to be pretty and wear mourning clothes...
Even though the two of them shared the same bed many times, Yun Jing couldn't help but look at Lin Xingyu a few more times, which made Lin Xingyu's cheeks turn red and his heart beat like a deer.
His own daughter-in-law, Yun Jing, did not pretend to be serious, but she said, "Xing Yu said before that she came to the capital for a hidden purpose?"
Lin Xingyu nodded immediately, put away her shy expression, frowned slightly, she composed her words and said in deep thought: "Ms. sir, before we were on the street, there were so many people and it was not the place to talk. This time I came to the capital.
But it is necessary for Xianggong to know the true purpose."
"Tell me about it," Yun Jing said seriously. He knew in his heart that if it was a trivial matter, Lin Xingyu would not take it so seriously.
Lin Xingyu's eyes flickered and said: "My lord, this matter must have started half a year ago. At that time, I had not yet received my lord's help to improve my cultivation. I was only running my sect in Wangjiang County, and that was all. Then
After receiving the help of Xianggong to improve his cultivation level, the sect's power gradually developed towards the entire Jiangzhou. Xianggong also knew that a place like Jianghu was half-black and half-white, and many things were just tacitly understood. But when he came into contact with the larger Jianghu,
Later, I discovered a terrible evil..."
Speaking of this, Lin Xingyu couldn't restrain his murderous intention and said: "I understand that since I don't know when, there is an organization behind the scenes that is robbing people for trade. They are hidden very deep, whether they are adults or children.
is their goal, and this organization robs people not to sell them for money, but to trade human tissue like livestock, and trade healthy human tissue to powerful people for replacement... I learned that
I was furious about this matter and began to investigate secretly. The more I learned about it, the more frightened I became. The organization was so huge and the complexity of its personnel was unimaginable. Until now, the top leaders of the organization were vaguely pointing to the capital, and what I learned was only the tip of the iceberg.
This time I came to the capital to thoroughly investigate this organization..."
When Lin Xingyu said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at the sky outside in astonishment.
The spring rain has been falling, and the sky above Dali Capital City was gloomy, but at this moment, a thunder suddenly flashed, and the rumble of thunder resounded in all directions. Countless people trembled subconsciously under the sudden thunder.
In a remote courtyard in the capital, Huang Changyang suddenly looked up at the sky, frowned and murmured: "Why is Xiaoyun angry? He couldn't control his emotions and caused changes in the sky. Even though Gu Xiaocang and others came forcefully that day, he didn't
in this way!"
Huang Changyang was puzzled and his thoughts flickered, thinking about what Yunjing's anger meant and what would happen next...
In the courtyard, Yun Jing looked at Lin Xingyu and said calmly: "It's just spring thunder, don't worry about Xingyu, go on, tell me everything you know, be specific."
Yunjing was indeed angry, and he was still furious. What Lin Xingyu said made him even more angry than the curse imposed on human beings by foreign civilizations!