Wei Lingyun held his hands behind his back and said, "I will discuss what you are doing in the future. What will you plan to do after your injury recovers?"

Zhao Zixing frowned and said, "Actually, I can't think of it."

Wei Lingyun said: "From the position of Qingwei Sect, of course you are unwilling to provoke a struggle with Xia Zong. But if you are assassinated this time, Xia Zong will undoubtedly be the biggest profiter. He will naturally become the best candidate for the Nanzhen Fushi Department, and he will lack the biggest competitor in the Qingwei Sect. After all, after the five sons of Qingwei Sect grow old, you and Xia Zong both hope to control the Qingwei Sect's voice. Apart from you, it is a weakening of Qingwei Sect, but it is also a stumbling block to the Xia Zong to move forward for him.

Have you ever thought that the Zhilan and Yushu of the Taoist Court once represented the facade of the Qingwei Cult for a long time. Su Ji was born and you entered the world, one outside and one inside will be the axis of the Qingwei Cult in the next two hundred years. Now Su Ji has been swept out of the Taoist Court, and you have to be reorganized again. Does the Qingwei Cult's century-old plan need to be adjusted?"

Zhao Zixing said: "Do you think the Xia family and even Master Danyangzi are behind this series of events?"

Wei Lingyun said: "At least they are happy to see it happen."

Zhao Zixing said: "You are right in your analysis, but Master Danyangzi and the Xia family are not necessarily the same."

Wei Lingyun said: "Among the candidates of Qingwei Sect, Dan Yangzi is currently the most popular one. He naturally has his own uniqueness. Even my father and others have planned to help Dan Yangzi get the position of acting as the head coach first. If His Majesty's attitude was not clear, this matter would be almost certain. But I really don't know much about Dan Yangzi, and now I want to hear your opinion."

Zhao Zixing said: "I am a junior, and I am not willing to comment on my elders, so I will tell you what Master said in the past. My opinion is probably the same. Master once said: My master Bai Yangzi is a good horse that can carry people to travel far, and Master Danyangzi is a bull that can carry heavy objects and walk far away."

Wei Lingyun said: "It sounds like your master has a higher evaluation."

Zhao Zixing smiled and said, "A good horse has hundreds of miles a day, but it only takes one person. When driving a cattle and traveling a hundred miles a day, it has more than one person. Everyone has their own choices."

Wei Lingyun said: "It seems that you have a good reputation for Dan Yangzi."

Zhao Zixing said: "I dare not say anything randomly, this is what the master said."

Wei Lingyun smiled and said, "Do you know why I don't feel about you, because sometimes I think you are wearing a hypocritical mask."

Zhao Zixing said: "I also envy my uncle's clarity, but I can't do it."

The darkness completely swallowed the earth, and Wei Lingyun left.

If her relationship with Zhao Zixing was really good enough to be close, the emperor would not have appointed Zhao Zixing as the governor of the Nanzhen Fusi to supervise Wei Lingyun's Northern Fusi.

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Some people fall asleep at night, while others are just beginning to live.

Xia Yu likes to start a new day at night.

But today he did not intend to start a tour of the underground kingdom he had built at night like he did in the past, but decided to pick the fruit, a fruit that was not ripe.

His patience is limited, and Li Xian'er has worn out his patience.

A red candle was lit in the courtyard of Mingke Lane. Seeing this scene, many people were heartbroken.

Miss Xian'er will never be pure and clean.

However, some people are very happy because there is a second time when there is a first time. They cannot drink first soup, but can't they take the second or even the tenth sip in the future?

The man has a strange mind. He hopes that his beloved woman can be conservative and that he can do some very charming actions.

Li Xian'er's mind is very complicated. The curtains of the past have been removed, and Xia Yu can be under the bright lights.

His eyes revealed cruelty and greed, and he was already condescendingly disdainful.

It was like a whip, whipping Li Xian'er.

Her pitiful self-esteem was trampled to pieces, even if Xia Yu didn't say a word.

Xia Yu was not anxious. He took everything in his hands, so he said in a condescending tone: "Your piano skills are very good, I want to listen to your piano sound."

He was not in a hurry to declare his ownership of Li Xian'er, a living person, became an item he could mercenary at will.

This is the attitude that the winner should have, and it is also a deeper humiliation to Li Xian'er.

Li Xian'er endured it silently, and she plucked the strings with her bare hands and made a clear sound.

“How deep is the courtyard.”

The clear and gentle sound is like the singing of larks accompanied by the sound of the piano, and it sounds in the courtyard of Mingke Lane.

A song "Butterfly Love Flower".

This is an old work by Su Ji, Daoting Yushu, Luofu Mountain. It was popular in the capital for a period of time.

Su Ji is also Li Xian'er's favorite poet. She has wanted to go to Luofu Mountain countless times to see this talented man she admires extremely.

But there has never been a chance.

She read all his words that were circulated outside, admiring his fairy spirit, admiring his talent, admiring his implicitness, admiring his elegance and profoundness.

But at this moment, she truly understood this poem.

The resentment of the boudoir is nothing more than this.

"The willows pile up with smoke, and there is no large number of curtains."

...

"I asked Huahua without saying anything, Ranhong flew over the swing."

After singing, the sound of the piano is enough.

Li Xian'er was sobbing. She knew that she would have this day sooner or later, but she was still a little extravagant to marry a good man. Moreover, she was not considered a person who abandoned wealth and glory like a piece of clothing.

When Xia Yu saw Li Xian'er's appearance, he not only did not feel pity, but was happier.

He approached Li Xian'er not to experience the fragrance, but to show his power as the other party's master.

Suddenly, Xia Yu said: "How come the aroma of the powder you used today has a sandalwood smell inside."

Li Xian'er said: "Is that true?"

She remembered that this should be the taste of the wooden sticks given by Su Ji.

"There is no way out after the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers."

Is the signature really a joke?

Seeing that Li Xian'er looked strange, Xia Yu said, "Take it out."

Li Xian'er bit her lip.

Xia Yu looked at her directly, and Li Xian'er was so scared that she had to hand over the wooden sign.

Xia Yu held the wooden sign, looked at the slogan on it, and showed a disdainful smile. He crushed the wooden sign and sneered: "I will be your god from now on."

He decided to put Li Xian'er on the spot to rectify the Dharma.

But suddenly, he felt dizzy, as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

Xia Yu fainted.

Li Xian'er was very surprised, pressed her shoulder with one hand and whispered: "Don't shout."

This is the voice of Shen Daozi, the head of Chaoyang Temple.

Li Xian'er calmed down, and Su Ji had already sat in front of her and signaled her to be quiet.

All the red candles were blown out, and the room became dark, and there were movements that should have occurred at this time.

People outside didn't know that this was made by Su Ji.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the movement stopped. Su Ji took Li Xian'er away from the courtyard of Mingke Lane.

Flying the eaves and walls, this is what happened in those chivalrous stories. Li Xian'er has really experienced it, and Su Ji can fly.
Chapter completed!