Volume 3 Troubled Autumn Chapter 25 Is This a Sickness?
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When they first met, they presented five hundred thousand taels of silver. The Cui family was really generous, even so big that it was hard to imagine. Such a large amount of silver was enough to do many things in the world.
Sang Sang didn't know why the Cui family sent so much money, but she knew that Ning Que might get into a lot of trouble if he accepted the money. However, she thought the money should be accepted without even thinking about it.
——This is five hundred thousand taels of silver. She has never seen so much money in her life.
Don’t accept it? We will be punished by God like Mr. Ke.
Ning Que read the letter and knew the Cui family's intention, so he explained: "Your father's first wife was Cui Shi's cousin, and now she is in Qinghe County. It was this woman who sent you out of the Zeng Mansion as a newborn.
With the intention of killing her, the Cui family sent this money because they want you to forgive that woman, at least not to bring anger on the Cui family, so this money is not ours, but yours."
Sangsang was slightly startled and said, "Is this worth five hundred thousand taels of silver?"
Ning Que said: "If you are just the daughter of the great scholar Zeng Jing, half a million taels of silver is naturally a bit expensive, but you are now the successor of the God of Light. If you think of these old things one day in the future, even Qinghe County
These nobles do not want to resist the wrath of the great priest of Xiling."
After understanding the origin of this thin silver note, Sangsang became a little hesitant. He looked at Ning Que and asked seriously: "Then do you think I should accept it?"
Ning Que said: "It depends on whether you want to forgive them or not."
Sangsang said: "Of course I won't forgive, but I don't want to seek revenge on that woman."
Ning Que was slightly surprised and asked, "Why?"
Sangsang said: "Because without that woman, I wouldn't have been picked by you."
Ning Que laughed and said, "If that's the case, then put the banknotes away so that the Cui family can feel at ease."
Sangsang said worriedly: "Will it cause any trouble?"
Ning Que said, "What trouble could there be?"
Sangsang said: "Didn't you say that accepting money from others would make you short-handed?"
Ning Que raised his right hand and said: "My hand will not become shorter... This money is just to buy you to stop your anger. If the nobles in Qinghe County really want to use this money to bribe me to do something, do I have to do it obediently?"
Sangsang said worriedly: "It's not good if the cashier doesn't do anything, right?"
Ning Que looked at her and asked, "Money or credibility is more important?"
Sangsang thought for a while and said, "It depends on how much silver it is."
Ning Que gently waved the thin banknote in his hand.
Sangsang looked at the banknote between his fingers and said without hesitation: "This is more important."
Then she woke up and said with some embarrassment: "Is it a disease to love money so much?"
Ning Que said: "Loving money is not a disease, because not having money kills people."
In fact, there is no need for any reason at all. Neither he nor Sangsang can send back the 500,000 taels of silver notes. Even if it involves something more troublesome than Qinghe County. Even if it requires paying for reputation, honor, reputation, etc.
The price is because they have suffered enough from having no money since they were young. The love for money or greed has long become an irreversible instinct.
If this is a disease, then they are definitely not willing to treat it.
The difficult life since childhood also gave Ning Que and Sang Sang some other almost instinctive living habits. In addition to loving money, they are also sensitive to danger. If they predict trouble in advance, they will jump away like rabbits. Absolutely
Not causing any trouble is one of the most distinctive things.
So in the next few days, as the warship slowly sailed southward on the Daze River, Ning Que never left the cabin. Xian Zhilang's invitations to the ship were several times, but he gently but firmly rejected them.
Xian Zhilang is an unusual person, that’s why he clearly stated his camp and ideas to Ning Que in that conversation that day. The more unusual he is, the less Ning Que wants to communicate with this person, because
He did not want to get involved in the important matter of succession to the throne of the Tang Dynasty.
Entering the world on behalf of the Academy, he is qualified to express his opinion on the succession of the Tang Dynasty, but he has no opinion. His only opinion is: The current emperor is a mess. Then whoever he wants to succeed will be allowed to succeed in the future.
The position is ready.
As for whether the academy should play any role in it and whether it needs to obtain some kind of benefit from it - the academy really does not need it - no matter who becomes the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the future, he must maintain respect for the academy.
And Ning Que really doesn't care which prince will sit on that throne in the future.
Master's direct disciples, who are on the second floor, naturally stand higher than the people on the ground. They can see farther and ignore the red dust that is gradually blown up by the wind.
The things that Ning Que cares about now have gradually transcended the scope of the mortal world and entered the realm of the outside world, becoming things that are unknown to the world but will affect the entire world.
Such as the invasion of the underworld.
For example, the rumor that he is the son of Hades.
For example, Sang Sang’s illness.
It's autumn, and the autumn wind that should be clear and slightly dry is evaporated by the boundless waters of Daze, adding a lot of moist flavor, blowing through the window and making people feel fresh.
Ning Que watched the cursive-like lines on the talisman paper slowly congealing into shape. He used his keen eyesight to confirm that the black gold powder mixed in the talisman ink was evenly distributed in these lines. He placed the pen in his hand on the inkstone and turned around.
Looking out the window at the lake, I didn't know what I was thinking.
The more he thought about unknown things, the more vigilant he became. He always felt that something was happening in the dark, and those things seemed to be related to himself and the academy.
Because the three words in Ming Ming were too sexy, he once again thought of the legend of the invasion of the underworld.
Master didn't even find the passage for Buddha's light to suppress the underworld in Lanke Temple. He thought it was even more impossible for him to find it, but what if he was really the son of Hades?
Rumors about Ning Que's life experience have spread in the world. He doesn't know what those Buddhist sects who once wanted to kill him will do now, nor does he know what is waiting for him in Lanke Temple.
The water of the lake swayed gently, and as he got closer and closer to Lanke Temple, he became more and more silent.
If he acted according to his instincts, because of the growing sense of caution or omen in his heart, Ning Que might not hesitate to take Sang Sang to interrupt the journey and return to Chang'an as quickly as possible.
But he didn't do that. Instead, he made the fleet speed up.
Because Sang Sang's condition suddenly recurred.
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When leaving Chang'an City, Sang Sang's cold symptoms seemed to have been cured. Traveling south to bask in the sun, it seemed that even the root of the disease had been removed. Then after boarding the ship, Ning Que was surprised to feel that the cold symptoms he held in his arms every night
Those little feet are getting colder and colder.
What made him even more uneasy was that no matter whether he was basking in the sun or practicing magical arts, it seemed that he could no longer effectively suppress the cold and cold energy in Sangsang's body.
Sang Shaoji didn't feel any changes in her body, or she felt it. But she was worried about Ning Que, so she didn't say anything and continued every day as usual.
Ning Que was worried that she would be worried. So he didn't tell her. He began to pay attention to whether the wine bag he carried was full. Every night, he silently unbuttoned his clothes, put Sangsang's cold feet in the warmest place of his body, and then began to
Think about what the Master said before leaving.
Only now did he understand why the master wanted to take Sang Sang with him to Lanke Temple. It seemed that only the elders of the Buddhist sect who lived in seclusion could cure Sang Sang.
Because he understood, he didn't understand... He couldn't figure it out. Why not even the Xiling Temple or the Academy could cure Sangsang's illness.
If a disease cannot be cured by Master, is it still a disease?
Ning Que couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. No matter what the process of this matter was, the final result was already determined - he had to cure Sang Sang's illness, and then he had to go to Lanke Temple to face the Buddha.
Zong's mercy or thunder. He may even have to face the moment when his identity as the son of Pluto is confirmed.
Walking in Daze, facing the lake breeze, the water surface is dotted with white stars, and sand gulls occasionally arrive.
Under the dual pressure of being wary of the unknown and worried about Sangsang's health, Ning Que practiced silently. He kept writing talismans every day, not thinking about it, and not cultivating Haoran Qi.
In the light of the lake, the vague threshold seemed to have become closer and clearer.
The things that people have to do in this world often represent some kind of opportunity for breakthrough.
For Ning Que, there are only a few things in this world that he has to do, such as Sangsang's safety.
At the Daming Lake in the wilderness, because Long Qing threatened him with Sangsang, he broke into the cave, and then shot Long Qing, who was about to know his fate, into a cripple with an arrow. Now on the autumn swamp, he met him again
It was an opportunity to break through the realm and realize his fate, but this time, he himself didn't notice it.
As the saying goes, chaos in a country produces loyal ministers, and grief and anger produce poets.
Sang Sang can make Ning Que escape from the realm.
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Far away from Daze, deep in the Xiling Mountains, Prince Longqing is also waiting for his own opportunity. He doesn't know if or when that opportunity will appear, but he believes that the viewer will transform himself from the living dead to the South China Sea.
He was rescued from the state he was in and sent to practice Zhi Shou Guan, which is regarded as a holy place by all practitioners in the world. This in itself was a great opportunity for him.
Coming to Zhishouguan allowed him to see the possibility of becoming a strong man again, allowed him to vaguely find opportunities for success, and allowed him to rekindle a raging passion. He thought this was an opportunity, because these were his
What he thinks in his heart, and all the thoughts in his heart, are Haotian's will.
But there is always a distance between reality and ideals. Just like when he was collecting fish at the Nanhai fishing port, he saw the wooden planks between the fishing boats and the pier. As long as he walked up to it, he seemed to be able to easily board the fishing boat. However,
In fact, the boat plank was covered with slimy fish scales and internal organs, which could easily slip off and fall into the sea.
Long Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and knew that one of his ribs had been broken again. He looked at the scary old man on the snow couch in front of him who only had half of his body left and was roaring miserably, as if he might beat him to death at any time.
The pain and confusion could not help but show in his eyes.
How long will my handyman career last? Where is the opportunity?