There are many things that always seem so heavy before making a decision. However, once a decision is made, the weight of those things seems to be lost in an instant, and the wind turbines in the garden will sway and sway and disappear from the lead clouds.
Xiahou felt this at this time. When he said what Mr. Gui said, he felt much more relaxed, his sea of consciousness and his eyes became much clearer at the same time, and found that this was the most correct choice.
Trouble and repeated struggles between the Taoist demon empire, even if he was as powerful as him, he felt exhausted physically and mentally. He kept thinking hard about how to break through this deadlock. It was not until this time that he realized that if he abandoned the glory and wealth of the world, he would be like the Master.
The saying that the ending that everyone can accept is not to fight for nothing and return to old age is the one that everyone can accept.
Whether it is Xiling Temple or Chang'an City Palace, your Majesty will silently allow yourself to leave the disputed holy hall and the world of cultivation, not to mention that the great man came to Tuyang City in person, which vaguely represents the meaning of the academy.
"Mr. Great Master is indeed generous." Xiahou looked at the senior brother and said, "I will resign from all my official positions when I return to Beijing in the mid-autumn autumn."
The eldest brother looked at him and shook his head, and said slowly: "It's too late."
Xiahou narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at his face and was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Mr., I am the Imperial General after all, and I have countless confidants under my command. I always have to arrange their funerals, and the Central Plains and the Wasteland people.
The battle will begin after spring, and I need to stay in Tuyang City to stare at this war."
The eldest brother stared in his eyes, as if he wanted to hear the reason why he was staring at the war.
Xiahou's eyes were drooping, his fingers gently stroked the teacup, and said, "After all, I was once a wasteland man."
The eldest brother stood up and walked out of the garden. He suddenly stopped in front of the door and said, "No need to go to Xiling."
The study room of the General's Mansion is deep in the winter garden, with various weapons on the wall frames. There are few brushes and inks and books. A solemn and murderous spirit echoes in it. The dim sky light outside the window penetrates, and it is instantly suppressed and unable to move.
Military advisor Gu Xi stood by the desk and remained silent. His hands were sometimes clasped and sometimes loosened. After struggling for a long time, he said hoarsely: "I am not willing to give up."
Xiahou looked at the ink stained letter paper on the desk and said indifferently: "If I can't get the heavenly book, I am a mortal. If I have to leave the heavenly book, I must leave it to my fate and return to the old countryside. It is the best fate I can see. I send a letter.
Chang'an voluntarily removed his military post and returned to his old age. I believe that Your Majesty will always give me some face to face and the funeral of the army. I believe that both Xu Shi and the military will argue with reason. As for if you are worried about the Xiling Temple looking for you to reply, you can return with me.
old."
A touch of emotion appeared in Gu Xi's eyes and then moved to sadness. He laughed and said, "I was the monitor of the Temple Sect by the general, but I knew that after several years, I became a real master and servant. The general can
When I returned to my old age, I had to go back to Xiling to report. I don’t know if I still have a chance to meet my husband.
Xiahou looked at him and said, "Don't worry too much. As long as the emperor in Chang'an City and the civil and military officials were willing to hand over the military power in peace, they would not make any more conspiracy. As for the temple, this was the proposal of the academy after all.
, I believe they will not have too much dispute with the academy for a retired general."
Gu Xi nodded.
Xiahou looked at the fence on the window and the dim sky light that was shining for a long time. He frowned and said slowly: "Mr. The eldest son of the academy is indeed a generous and kind person as I expected, but for some reason the one named Ning Que was named.
Mr. Thirteen had such a strong murderous intent towards me, and he really wanted me to die."
As this sentence comes out, the solemn and murderous masterpiece in the study.
As a strong martial arts master, how terrifying the keenness of the qi, Xiahou could clearly detect the true intention of the elder brother, of course, no matter how Ning Que concealed it, he could also understand his gaze, let alone the murderous intention in him at that time.
At the winter garden banquet, Ning Que never concealed his true feelings.
Gu Xi looked out the window and whispered: "I reported to the general last time that Lin Ling's last trip back to Chang'an City during his lifetime vaguely found some things, and the matters related to the death of the Censor Zhang Yiche, there are clues to ten.
Mr. Third, Lin Ling wants to kill him on the grassland, which is probably related to this judgment.”
Gu Xi's eyes drooped slightly and said slowly: "Four years ago, General Xuanwei's treason case, because His Majesty returned to the capital early, the Xiling Temple suddenly stopped, and did not completely solve all the problems. I can confirm that some people are still alive, so
I was wondering if this Thirteenth Mr.... would have something to do with that matter."
Xiahou knew very well the investigation results of Lin Ling, the great scholar under his command, in Chang'an City, and also knew very well that the incidents that could connect the censor Zhang Yiche and several strangely dead figures, in addition to Xuan Wei back then
The case of treason in the general's mansion was the only case of slaughtering the village in Yanjing.
After a moment of silence, he said, "I have killed too many people in this world over the years, and more people want to kill me to take revenge. Whether that Thirteenth Mr. really has a feud with me is not a very important thing.
Your Majesty and the Temple are happy to see me safely returning to my old age, especially the academy has already expressed its opinion that no one in this world dares to kill me, no one will have such variables.”
Gu Xi remembered the bright eyes that he felt on his back when he welcomed the other person into the park. After thinking silently for a long time, he whispered: "Mr. Mou Shilan is weird, so he should at least check it."
Xiahou Weishou glanced at him and asked, "What if he found out that he was that person?"
Gu Xi said: "Even if the court doesn't care about this Ji Qing, there is always a way to solve it."
Xiahou said indifferently: "Lin Ling tried to kill him on the grassland. Although I didn't know about it in advance, this time it was counted on me. On the banks of Hulan Sea, I tried to kill him again for the sake of the heavenly book. This is the second one.
Time, do you think the academy will really leave me with a third chance to kill the Master’s personal disciple?”
Gu Xi was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe there will be countless times. The court and the academy cannot count each time as a general. That is unreasonable."
Xiahou looked at him silently and said nothing.
Ning Que stood by the window and looked at the snow trees in the garden, thinking that in the remote frontier like Tuyang City, such as could have built such a beautiful garden. I really don’t know how much military expenditure the imperial court has given to the northeastern border army was corrupted by Xiahou.
I don’t know if the gold and silver offered to him by the Xiling Temple has also become the rockery in the garden.
When he thought about these things, his face looked very calm, but in fact his mind was still stuck in the conversation in the winter garden. The shock caused by the secrets could not be eliminated in a short time.
The remnant Xiahou of the Demon Sect became a powerful general in the Tang Empire, and even became a guest minister in the Xiling Temple. He was willing to be a dog in the temple to massacre innocent people in Chang'an City and Yan Realm. All of this was to hide his identity as his own sister.
I don’t want anyone to know that the Empress of the Tang Dynasty is also a member of the Demon Sect!
Ning Que supported the slightly cold windowsill with both hands, turned around and looked at the senior brother in the room, thinking that in the winter garden, he was this scholar with an ordinary face without any strong aura. He only used a simple sentence to make the empire
The most powerful General Xiahou was willing to give up the power and glory in his hands and return to his old age, and he couldn't help but sigh.
The relationship between Xiahou and the Empress shocked him, but the strength of the academy and senior brother that he could experience today was even more shocked. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother, how much are you?"
powerful?"
The eldest brother was reading the book while holding the book. Listening to Ning Que’s question, he slowly put the book together. He looked up at him by the window. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, “Strength is actually just a relative concept, such as the Eagle.
To ants, it seems that goshawks are powerful, but goshawks will never fight with ants, so ants are not weak."
Ning Que spread his hands and said, "Senior Brother, what you said is too profound and I don't understand it."
The eldest brother smiled, inserted the book back to his waist, walked slowly to the window and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, looking at the frost, hoarfrost pond in the winter garden, and said slowly: "This world is either red or plain.
In fact, it has been artificially divided into many different worlds, such as palaces and markets, such as glorious temples and dilapidated Taoist temples, such as the so-called unknown place and the real life full of fireworks. It is reported that there were countless lectures at the first temple in Hanging Temple.
Flying ants rose up in the light. What kind of state did the first seat have reached? For example, if the master of Zhishouguan can teach Ye Su's apprentice, how powerful should he be? However, these people will never be able to orchid.
So far, they have never appeared in the world. Then they are the goshawks overlooking the ants. Although they are powerful, they will not hurt you."
Ning Que asked curiously: "Where is Zhishouguan?"
The eldest brother replied seriously: "Zhishouguan is a Taoist temple."
Ning Que waited carefully to listen to the follow-up, but there was no follow-up.
He smiled helplessly and suddenly asked, "Xiahou is considered an eagle or an ant?"
The eldest brother sighed: "He should have been a goshawk in the wilderness sky, but unfortunately he was put on a chain of ropes. From then on, he became a shepherd dog domesticated by hunters, and then he could no longer
Break free.”
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Is there a chain tied to his body to become a powerful man in the temple Rongqing?"
The eldest brother replied seriously: "Xiahou Xinyou Queen, it is relatively difficult to bear, but what you said is not wrong. The guest officials of the temple naturally have their own difficulties."
Ning Que thought of Mo Shanshan’s teacher and frowned and said, “Is it the same for Liu Bai and Wang Shusheng?”
The senior brother sighed and said, "The Sword Saint Liu Bai is known as the most powerful person in the world. Even the head of the temple should treat him with courtesy. However, the brilliance of Haotian shines on the world. As long as you live in the world of Haotian,
There are always some rules that need to be followed. We are fortunately born in academy and are relatively free and happier."
A very simple passage made Ning Que's heart slightly moved.
The words such as rules and freedom in this passage made him vaguely feel something, especially the last sentence that was relatively free and happy in academy, which made him have many thoughts.
(There is another chapter, probably later, I will go out to eat a bowl of porridge first. I have been busy writing things and that private matter recently. I feel a little angry and feel unhappy, so I feel unhappy, alas.)