Nightfall

Hearing Li Yu's words, Li Hunyuan was shocked. As a prince, he was not a non-learning person. He naturally knew how much benefit Xiahou's death would bring to him, but he still could not understand why. Sister would be so determined that the throne would be her own.

Li Yu looked at his brother with a sad face, thinking that since the death of his mother, the two sisters have been living together, thinking about the efforts and sacrifices they have made for the younger brother's throne in these years, they can't help but feel mixed, saying: "Ning Que is the second school The student on the floor, Xiahou died in his hands, could the woman be close to the academy? Even if she was hypocritical and tolerant, the academy could no longer lean towards her, this invisible ravine appeared between the academy and her, So how can her son be an emperor? "

Li Hunyuan finally woke up, yes, without the support of the college, even if the father and emperor loved the little rabbit, he would not dare to give the empire to the queen.

Thinking about this, the young prince's breath was a bit heavy, clenching his fists tightly, his eyes full of excitement, and even brought some greasy expression.

Li Hunyuan remembered another Tsubaki news that He Mingchi had previously notified, and was slightly distressed, saying: "The three enshrines of Qinghe County died in Chang'an. I don't know how the people over there will react."

Li Yu frowned and felt that this matter was a bit troublesome. Over the years, the surname of Qinghe County gave her a lot of financial support. She was able to gather those courtiers relatively easily in the court hall. With the help of Qinghe County behind the scenes, now the other party ’s ancestors But he died violently in Chang'an City, I wonder if it will cause any impact.

The house on the bank of Yanwu Lake suffered severe damage during last night's war. It was destroyed by beams and broken walls. It was full of wolves and ruins everywhere. Only the remote courtyard was relatively well preserved.

Ning Que and Sang Sang returned to the other yard. Under the care of Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang, they took a bath and took some food at random, then began to rest, and then went to sleep.

The warning in the lakeside alley has been lifted. There is no more control except for the affiliation of Chang'an Government to maintain order outside the house and prohibit the citizens from coming to see the bustle.

Under the orders of Qi Siye, the fish dragon gang rushed to the shore of Yanming Lake at the fastest speed, and began to clean up and renovate the house, but the house was damaged too much. It was obviously not something that could be done in two or three days.

The maid stewards who were dismissed by Ning Xia before the war also returned to the house and looked at the land of wolf. Everyone was a little frightened, and some people even wanted to leave, but they were in the academic house for ten years. After Jing Jing and his wife went to see their daughters, everyone came down honestly.

Now that someone has taken care of Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang returned to the academy, Chang'an City is not quite peaceful now, especially the two schools of Taoism and Buddhism are walking around the world, so you need to be more cautious.

In the evening, the other courtyard was quiet, and the sound of rubble and ruins came out of the courtyard. Ye Hongyu also returned to the lakeside house. She stood outside the threshold, watching the sleeping master and servant on the bed for a long time, and then Back to his bedroom, just like the previous months.

Ning Que and Sang Sang were not seriously injured during the Battle of Winter Lake. Until the Xiahou finally used an iron gun, they began to bleed, but this seemingly victorious battle still caused great damage to their spirit and body. Big damage.

Ning Que's rune storm in the cast house caused an explosion in the lotus field and fired thirteen rune arrows, and the consciousness in the sea and all the noble energy in the body were completely exhausted.

And Sang Sang finally shined light on the cliff, which was almost a means of burning essential life. The light in the small building was only dark, and her body was cold like ice.

Ning Que was very worried about the recurrence of the deficiency of cold in her body. She put her in her arms before bed and warmed her body with her body temperature as before, but his right arm was seriously injured because of the arrow's counterattack. He was not used to it. Use the left arm, so just hold it lightly, but it's still warm when it's not tight.

Sang Sang woke up the next morning, but she did n’t know whether she was caught in the cold or because of other reasons. She had a severe headache and was so exhausted that she could n’t get up at all. Ning Que was so weak that she was dragged back to the bed. Pressed inside, let the maids take food and water, not allowed her to get up to do housework.

It was three days and three nights as soon as I lay down. Ning Que was getting better. He got up from the bed, entered the garden by the morning light, found Park Sword, and began to wave and chop.

Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought to stop, standing in the middle of the winter garden, his body appeared a bit stiff, watching Park knife in his hand silent for a long time.

In the past few years, as long as there were no emergencies, he would wake up every morning and wash and eat under the service of Sang Sang. He would start to practice. No matter whether it is sword art or meditation, he never slacks off because he always faces The threat of death is even more vengeful.

This morning seems to be the same as those unusually early mornings in the past.

But in fact, this morning is very different from the past-he is now a student on the second floor of the college. Few people in the world can threaten his life, and ... Xiahou is dead.

Xiahou is dead, so what do you do with the sword?

Ning Que held a heavy Park knife and was silent-standing for a long time, and then he continued to swing the blade, each knife was so simple and majestic, and every movement was so meticulous.

If you do n’t understand why you still need to practice knives, then do n’t think about it for the time being, as he once told his brother, these things are all the world, all the scenery he has ever been, and he ca n’t get rid of it for a while. The powerful force of habit does not want to get rid of.

In the following winter, the house on the shore of Yanming Lake was gradually restored by the artisans recruited by the Yulong Gang. Naturally, a large sum of money was spent. In order to fill this account, Ning Que had to use Zhao Xiaoshu in advance. At the Xicheng Gambling House, I paid dividends to myself, and paid in advance to the next year,

Ning Que and Sang Sang did not go anywhere. They have been staying in the house, maybe they are not suitable for the quiet and aimless life today, or the injuries left by the Winter Lake World War I have not really healed. In short, the spirit of the two people It's not very good, it seems a bit sloppy.

This kind of indifference is not a literati's emotion of hurting the spring, sadness, autumn and sorrow of the winter beside the snow lake, but the extreme fatigue after extreme relaxation. Of course, Ning Que still maintains a high vigilance, although the battle of the winter lake is a fair duel But after all, Xiahou is an imperial general. In the army, there are countless colleagues and friends in the Chaotang. Now he is dead in his hands. Who knows whether there will be any dark waves in Chang'an City.

He admitted in front of the palace gate that he was not the son of General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan. His majesty ’s amnesty will naturally not count. Will the court continue to investigate those murders? Nearly ten Datang officials or generals died tragically in his hands. Will the empire that pursues the first law of Tang Dynasty remain silent?

The following developments were completely unexpected.

Xiahou's funeral was grandly but silently held. The general of the town army was sealed, and everyone in the palace, including two Xiahou sons, embarked on a journey back home.

No one mentioned those murders, including the toughest military in the past, and now it has also become very calm. Except for the couple of academician Zeng Jing who has visited twice, no one in the court entered the mansion on the shore of Yanming Lake, just like before. Some days ago, there was no confrontation in front of the imperial palace, and there was no fierce battle on Donghu Lake, as if nothing had happened in Chang'an City.

Ye Hongyu also left Yanming Lake in an early morning with light snow. Ning Que and Sang Sang took her to the gate of the courtyard under the **** umbrella. He looked at the renovated gate and recalled the picture in the rainy day. He said with emotion: "I haven't thought about it. I will be with you. Live together for half a year. "

Ye Hongyu said: "These kind of puns are so boring, so it's better to say less in the future."

"I will strive to be able to say some elegant boring things in the future."

Ning Que said: "You have been offended to rule the Great Priest before being forced to flee the temple. Where can you find a piece of pure land after leaving Chang'an City? According to what you said on that day, Ye Su would not care about the affairs of the temple, nor Mind your life and death, don't you worry about being killed by the temple? "

Ye Hongyu said: "Life and death are the most personal things, and are things that people can't control at all. They can't hope for others, even brothers, but I want to control myself."

"You are among the Taoist people, and I will not do this mysterious argument with you."

Ning Que replied with a smile, and then reached out to dust off a thin piece of snow on his shoulder. With this action, the extremely shallow dimple on his face suddenly became clear.

Ye Hongyu looked at the shallow nest on his face, looked at his smile, silently thinking, what kind of life will make a shameless cold-blooded guy have such a beautiful smile?

"I have something that I haven't understood." She said suddenly.

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

Ye Hongyu said: "I am far superior to you in the talent of cultivating the Tao, but my understanding of the paper sword is far inferior to you. I saw Chang'an City from Xiling and wasted a great deal of heart ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Only finally realized the ten, but you only looked at it for a night, then you can make the sword and sword look like a look. "

Ning Que thought about it and said, "I don't quite understand. Did you come up with any answers?"

Ye Hongyu said: "That day on the snowy lake, you put the sword of Dahe on the sword and pierced into Xiahou's body. I was looking at the picture and the turbulent sword like that. In your miserable life, you vaguely thought of a possibility. "

Ning Que said, "What is possible?"

Ye Hongyu said: "The true meaning of the paper sword is not thin and seamless, no gaps, no one is not killing, nor is it the majestic momentum of the water of the ocean, but the simplest truth of the water ... All water is bound to be indestructible and cannot be traced back. This means that there is absolutely no return. That is to say, what you think is correct and how you will do it. In this respect, there is no doubt that you are a strong man. "

Ning Que said with a smile: "It turned out to be this reason, I thought you wanted to say that I am more indecent, so I can understand this kind of indecent swordsmanship."

(There is still today, I will finish the second volume, when can I finish it ... I do n’t know.) [Unfinished to be continued]