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Chapter 295 On the Sword

Hearing Li Yu's words, Li Hunyuan was shocked. As a prince, he was not ignorant. He naturally knew how much benefit Xiahou's death would bring to him, but he still couldn't understand why.

At this time, my sister will be so sure that the throne is hers.

Li Yu looked at his bewildered younger brother, thinking about how the two siblings had depended on each other since their mother's death, and about the efforts and sacrifices he had made for his younger brother's throne over the years. He couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and said: "Ning Que is the second son of the academy.

students on the first floor,

Xiahou died in his hands. How could that woman still be close to the academy? No matter how hypocritical and tolerant she was, the academy could no longer lean towards her. If this invisible gap appeared between the academy and her, then her son would still be close to her.

How can you be the emperor?"

Li Hunyuan finally came to his senses. Yes, without the support of the academy, even if his father doted on that little brat, he would not dare to hand over the empire to the queen easily.

At the thought of this, the young prince's breathing became a little heavier, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of excitement, even with a ferocious look.

Li Huanyuan recalled another piece of news that He Mingchi had notified him before, and said with a hint of distress: "The third minister of Qinghe County died in Chang'an. I don't know how the people there will react."

Li Yu frowned and felt that this matter was a bit troublesome. Over the years, Qinghe County's surname has given her a lot of financial support. She was able to recruit those courtiers in the court relatively easily. There was also help from Qinghe County behind the scenes. Now the ancestor of the other party

But he died violently in Chang'an City. I don't know if it will have any impact.

.........The house by Yanming Lake suffered extremely serious damage in last night's battle. The beams were broken and the walls were destroyed. The ground was in a mess and everything was in disarray. Only the remote courtyard was relatively intact.

Ning Que and Sang Sang returned to the other courtyard, took a bath and applied medicine under the care of Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang, ate some food and began to rest, and then fell asleep.

The security in Hupanfang Alley has been lifted. Except for the Chang'an government officials maintaining order outside the house and prohibiting citizens from coming to watch the excitement, there are no more controls.

Under the order of Fourth Master Qi, the Yulong Gang rushed to the Yanming Lake as quickly as possible and began to clean up and renovate the house. However, the damage to the house was too serious, and it was obviously not something that could be completed in two or three days.

The maids and stewards who were dismissed by Ning Que before the war also returned to the mansion one after another. Seeing the mess everywhere, everyone couldn't help but feel a little worried, and some even wanted to leave. However, they had been in the Bachelor's Mansion for ten years.

After the bachelor Zeng Jing and his wife went to see their daughter, everyone calmed down.

Now that there are servants to take care of them, Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang returned to the academy. Chang'an City is not peaceful now, especially since both Taoism and Buddhism are walking around the world, so they need to be more cautious.

In the evening, the courtyard was quiet, and there was a faint sound of cleaning up rubble and ruins outside the courtyard. Ye Hongyu also returned to the house by the lake. She stood outside the threshold and looked at the master and servant who were sleeping soundly on the bed for a long time.

Then he returned to his bedroom, just like he had been for several months.

......... In the battle at Donghu, neither Ning Que nor Sang Sang was seriously injured. It was not until Xia Hou used the iron spear in the end that they began to bleed. However, this seemingly victorious battle had a great impact on their spirit and spirit.

Great damage was still done to the body.

After Ning Que cast the talisman storm in the courtyard, caused the explosion in the lotus field, and shot thirteen talisman arrows, the telekinesis power in the sea of ​​consciousness and even all the awe-inspiring energy in his body were completely exhausted.

And Sang Sang finally shined a bright light on the cliff, which was close to burning her inner life. The light in the small building disappeared and only darkness remained. Her body was as cold as ice.

Ning Que was very worried about the recurrence of the cold syndrome in her body, so he held her in his arms before going to bed, using his own body temperature to warm her body just like before. However, his right arm was seriously injured due to the backlash of the talisman arrow, and he was not used to it.

I used my left arm, so I just held him gently, not tight but still very warm.

Sang Sang woke up early the next morning, but she didn't know whether it was due to the cold or other reasons. She had a severe headache and was so exhausted that she couldn't get up at all. Ning Que was also extremely weak and dragged her back to bed.

She was kept under pressure, and the maids were asked to bring food and water, but she was not allowed to get up to do housework.

After lying down for three days and three nights, Ning Que's energy gradually improved. He got up from the bed, entered the garden under the morning light, found a simple knife, and began to chop with it. He only heard the whistling sound of the knife and saw the cold light against the snow.

Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of and stopped. He stood in the middle of the winter garden, his body seemed a little stiff, and he was silent for a long time while looking at the sword in his hand.

In the past few years, as long as there were no emergencies, he would get up every morning, wash and eat under Sang Sang's service, and then start practicing. Whether it was swordsmanship, archery or meditation, he never slacked off at all, because he was always faced with challenges.

The threat of death and the pressure of revenge.

This morning seemed like any other ordinary morning in the past.

But in fact, this morning was very different from the past - he was now a student on the second floor of the academy, there were few people in the world who could threaten his life, and... Xiahou was already dead.

Xiahou is already dead, so why are you still practicing swordsmanship?

Ning Que held the heavy sword and stood silently for a long time. Then he continued to swing the blade. Each sword was so concise and sharp, and every movement was so meticulous.

He doesn't understand why he still needs to practice swordsmanship, so he shouldn't think about it for the time being. Just as he once said to his senior brother, these things are all the worlds and scenery he once had. For a while, he can't get rid of them at all.

I don’t want to get rid of the powerful force of habit.

In the following winters, the house by Yanming Lake was gradually restored by craftsmen recruited by the Yulong Gang. Naturally, a large amount of money was spent. In order to fill in the account, Ning Que had to use Chao Xiaoshu in advance.

The dividends he left for himself in Xicheng Casino were advanced to the future

Ning Que and Sang Sang didn't go anywhere and stayed in the house all the time. Maybe it was because they were not used to the quiet and goalless life now, maybe because the injuries from the battle at Donghu Lake had not really healed. In short, the two of them

Their spirits were not very good and they looked a little languid.

This kind of languor is not the mood of a literati who laments the spring and autumn and laments the winter by the snow lake, but the extreme exhaustion after extreme relaxation. Of course, Ning Que still maintained a high level of vigilance. Although the battle of the Winter Lake was a fair duel,

But after all, Xiahou was a general of the empire. He had countless colleagues and friends in the army and in the court. Now that he died in his hands, who knows if there might be some dark waves surging in Chang'an City.

He admitted in front of the palace gate that he was not the son of General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan, and his majesty's amnesty decree naturally did not count. Will the court continue to investigate those murder cases? Nearly ten officials or generals of the Tang Dynasty died tragically in his hands, and he followed the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

Will the First Empire remain silent?

The next development of the situation was completely beyond Ning Que's expectation.

Xiahou's funeral was held solemnly but silently. The general of the army sealed his mansion, and everyone in the general's mansion, including the two young masters of Xiahou, embarked on a journey home.

No one mentioned those murders, including the military, which used to be the toughest in the past. Now it has become extremely quiet. Except for the two visits of the bachelor Zeng Jing and his wife, no one from the court has stepped into the house by Yanming Lake. It was as if it was before.

There was no such confrontation in front of the palace these days, and there was no such tragic battle on the Winter Lake. It was as if nothing had happened in Chang'an City.

On a lightly snowing morning, Ye Hongyu also left Yanming Lake. Ning Que and Sang Sang held big black umbrellas and sent her to the courtyard gate. He looked at the newly renovated courtyard gate and recalled that

Looking at the scene on a rainy day, he said with emotion: "I never thought that I would live with you for half a year."

Ye Hongyu said: "It's better to say less of such shallow puns in the future."

"I'll try to be able to say some elegant nonsense in the future."

Ning Que said: "You were forced to flee the temple because you offended the High Priest of Judgment. After leaving Chang'an City, where can you find a piece of pure land in the world? According to what you said that day, Ye Su would not pay attention to the affairs of the temple at all, nor would he

Regardless of your life or death, aren't you worried that you will be killed by the temple?"

Ye Hongyu said: "Life and death are the most personal matters, and they are also matters that a person cannot control at all. I cannot place my hope on others, even my brother, but I want to control myself."

"You are a member of the Taoist sect, and I will not engage in such mysterious debates with you."

Ning Que replied with a smile, and then reached out to brush away a thin piece of snow that fell on his shoulders. With this movement, the extremely shallow dimples on his face suddenly became clear.

Ye Hongyu looked at the hollows on his face and his smile, silently thinking, what kind of life would allow such a shameless and cold-blooded guy to have such a beautiful smile?

"There's something I haven't been able to figure out." She said suddenly.

Ning Que was slightly startled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Hongyu said: "I am obviously far better than you in terms of talent in cultivation, but my understanding of the paper sword is far inferior to yours. I saw Chang'an City from Xiling, and it took a lot of effort before I finally understood the ten principles.

Eighty-nine times, however, you only had to watch it for one night, and you were able to imitate the sword's intention and sword's force."

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "I don't understand very well. Have you come up with an answer?"

Ye Hongyu said: "That day on the snow lake, you condensed the sword intention of the river on the sword and pierced Xiahou's body. I was looking at that scene, looking at the turbulent wave-like sword power, and connected with

In your miserable life, I vaguely thought of a possibility."

Ning Que said: "What's possible?"

Ye Hongyu said: "The true meaning of the paper sword is not that it is so thin that it penetrates without gaps and kills no one, nor does it lie in the majestic momentum of the vast ocean water coming down from the sky, but in the simplest principle of water flow... In the world

All water must flow downwards and cannot trace itself back. This means there is no turning back, which means that you will do whatever you think is right. In this regard, there is no doubt that you are a strong person."

Ning Que said with a smile: "So that's the truth. I originally thought you were going to say that I am a relatively obscene person, so I can master this obscene swordsmanship."

(To be continued)


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