Li Huiyuan was shocked by Li Yu's words. As a prince, he was not ignorant and incompetent. Of course, he knew how much benefit Xiahou's death would bring to him. But he still couldn't understand why his sister was so sure that he would be the next Emperor.
Li Yu looked at her brother, who was at a loss. She thought of how they had depended on each other since the death of their mother. She thought of the efforts and sacrifices she had made for her brother's throne. She could not help but have mixed feelings. She said, "Ning Que is a student of the Second floor of the Academy. Xia Hou was killed by him. How can that woman be close to the Academy? No matter how hypocritical she is, the Academy will not be on her side. How can her son be the emperor if there is an invisible gap between the Academy and her? "
Li Huiyuan finally came to his senses. Yes, without the support of the Academy, father would not dare to hand over the empire to the Empress, no matter how much he doted on that brat.
Thinking of this, the young prince's breathing became heavier. He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with excitement. There was even a ferocious look in his eyes.
Li Huiyuan thought of another piece of news that He Mingchi had told him before. He said with a little distress, "The Third Minister of Offerings of Qinghe County died in Chang 'an. I don't know how they will react."
Li Yu frowned. She also felt that this matter was a little troublesome. Over the years, the big families of Qinghe County had given her a lot of financial support. She could relatively easily win over the courtiers in the court, and Qinghe County had also helped her behind the scenes. Now that their Ancestor had died in Chang 'an, she didn't know whether it would have any impact.
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The house by the Yanming Lake had been severely damaged in the battle last night. The beams were broken and the walls were destroyed. It was a mess everywhere. Only the remote side yard was relatively intact.
Ning Que and Sangsang returned to the side yard. Under the care of Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang, they took a bath and applied medicine. After eating some food, they began to rest and then fell into a deep sleep.
The security in the lane by the lake had been lifted. There was no more control except that the runners of the Chang 'an Local Government were maintaining order outside the house and forbidding citizens from coming to see what was going on.
Under the command of Mr. Qi, the Fish-dragon Gang rushed to the Yanming Lake as fast as they could and began to clean up and repair the house. However, the house was so badly damaged that it was obviously not something that could be done in two or three days.
The maids and stewards who had been dismissed by Ning Que before the war also returned to the house. Looking at the mess, they could not help but feel a little scared. Some even wanted to leave. However, their ten-year contract was in the Grand Secretary's Mansion. When the Grand Secretary Zeng Jing and his wife went to see their daughter, they behaved.
Since there were servants, Chen Pipi and Xiaotang returned to the Academy. Chen Pipi and Tang returned to the Academy and Tang went back to the Academy. since the servants were taken care. Chen and Xiaotang returned to Chang. Chen.
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Ning Que and Sangsang were not seriously injured in the battle at the Winter Lake. It was not until Xia Hou used his iron spear that they started to bleed. However, this seemingly victorious battle still caused great damage to their spirits and bodies.
After Ning Que released the Talisman Storm in the house, triggered the explosion in the lotus field, and shot the 13 Talisman Arrows, the Psyche Power in his sense of perception and even the Great Spirit in his body were completely exhausted.
Sangsang's last burst of light on the cliff was almost a means of burning the essence of life. The light in the small building was gone, leaving only darkness. Her body was as cold as a block of ice.
Ning Que was very worried that the cold in her body would relapse. Before going to bed, he held her in his arms and warmed her body with his body temperature, just like in the past. However, his right arm was seriously injured because of the backfire of the Talisman Arrow. He was not used to using his left arm, so he only held her gently.
The next morning, Sangsang woke up. However, she had a terrible headache and could not get up. Ning Que was also extremely weak. He dragged her back to bed and asked the maids to bring her food and water. He did not allow her to get up to do housework.
After lying in bed for three days and three nights, Ning Que's spirit gradually recovered. He climbed out of bed and entered the garden in the morning light. He found his podao and began to hack and slash. The sound of the podao whistled and the cold light shone like snow.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and stopped. He stood in the middle of the Winter Courtyard, his body seemed to be a little stiff. He looked at the podao in his hand and remained silent for a long time.
In the past few years, as long as there were no emergencies, he would get up early in the morning and wash and eat with Sangsang's help. Then, he would start to practice. Whether it was his swordsmanship, archery or meditation, he had never slacked off. This was because he was always facing the threat of death and the pressure of revenge.
This morning seemed to be the same as the other ordinary mornings in the past.
But in fact, this morning was very different from the past. He was now a student of the Second floor of the Academy. There were not many people in the world who could threaten his life. Moreover … Xia Hou was already dead.
Since Xia Hou was already dead, what was the point of practicing?
Ning Que held the heavy podao and stood in silence for a long time. Then, he continued to wave the blade. Every stroke was so concise and sharp, and every movement was so meticulous.
He did not understand why he had to practice, so he did not think about it for the time being. Just as he had once said to Eldest Brother, these things were all the world and scenery that he had once lived in. For a while, he could not get rid of the powerful strength that he was used to, and he did not want to get rid of it.
In the following winter days, the house by the Yanming Lake was gradually repaired by the craftsmen recruited by the Fish-dragon Gang. Naturally, it cost a lot of money. In order to make up for this debt, Ning Que had to use the bonus that Chao Xiaoshu had left for him in the casino in the western city in advance, and he even paid it in advance for the next year.
Ning Que and Sangsang did not go anywhere. They had been staying in the house. Perhaps they were not used to the quiet and aimless life, or perhaps the injuries left by the battle at the Winter Lake had not really healed. Anyway, both of them were not in good spirits and seemed a little listless.
This kind of listless feeling was not the feeling of a scholar beside a snow lake. It was just extreme fatigue after extreme relaxation. Of course, Ning Que still maintained an extremely high level of vigilance. Although the battle at the Winter Lake was a fair duel, Xia Hou was, after all, the great general of the empire. He had countless colleagues and friends in the army and the imperial court. Now that he had died in Ning Que's hands, who knew if there were any undercurrents surging in Chang 'an.
He had admitted in front of the palace that he was not the son of the Xuanwei General, Lin Guangyuan. His Majesty's special pardon naturally did not count. Would the imperial court continue to investigate those murders? Nearly ten officials or generals of the Tang Empire had died tragically in his hands. Would the empire that followed the law of the Tang Empire remain silent?
What happened next was completely beyond Ning Que's expectations.
Xia Hou's funeral was solemn and silent. The Zhenjun General's Mansion was sealed, and everyone in the General's Mansion, including the two young masters Xia Hou, embarked on their journey home.
No one mentioned those murders, including the toughest military in the past. Now it had become unusually quiet. Other than the Grand Secretary Zeng Jing and his wife who came twice, no one from the imperial court actually stepped into the house by the Yanming Lake. It was as if there had not been a confrontation in front of the palace a few days ago, and there had not been a fierce battle at the Winter Lake. It was as if nothing had happened in Chang 'an.
On a snowy morning, Ye Hongyu had also left the Yanming Lake. Ning Que and Sangsang held the big black umbrella and sent her to the gate of the courtyard. He looked at the newly renovated courtyard gate and recalled the scene on that rainy day. He sighed and said, "I really did not think that I would actually live with you for half a year."
Ye Hongyu said, "You'd better not say such shallow and boring words in the future."
"I will try to say something elegant and boring in the future."
Ning Que said, "You were forced to escape from the Divine Hall because you offended the Great Divine Priest of Judgment. After leaving Chang 'an, where can you find a piece of pure land in the world? According to what you said that day, Ye Su would not care about the affairs of the Divine Hall, nor would he care about your life. Aren't you worried that you will be killed by the Divine Hall? "
Ye Hongyu said, "Life and death is the most personal thing, and it is also something that people can't control themselves. We can't pin our hopes on others, even my brother. But I want to control myself."
"You are a Taoist. I will not engage in such a mysterious debate with you."
Ning Que replied with a smile. Then he reached out and brushed off a thin layer of snow that fell on his shoulder. With this action, the extremely shallow dimples on his face suddenly became clear.
Ye Hongyu looked at the shallow dimples on his face and looked at his smile. She thought silently, "What kind of life can make such a shameless and cold-blooded guy have such a beautiful smile?"
"There is something that I have never understood." She suddenly said.
Ning Que was slightly startled and asked, "What is it?"
Ye Hongyu said, "In terms of cultivation talent, I am clearly far better than you. However, my understanding of the paper sword is far inferior to yours. From the West-Hill to Chang 'an, I exhausted a lot of energy and finally understood most of it. However, you only looked at it for a night and could imitate the sword style and sword momentum so well."
Ning Que thought about it and said, "I don't really understand either. Have you thought of an answer?"
Ye Hongyu said, "That day on the snow lake, you condensed the Dahe Sword style on the saber and stabbed it into Xiahou's body. At that time, I saw the scene and the sword momentum that was like a torrential turbid wave. Thinking of your tragic life, I vaguely thought of a possibility."
Ning Que asked, "What possibility?"
Ye Hongyu said, "The true meaning of the paper sword is not that it is so thin that there is no gap that it cannot penetrate and kill everyone. It is also not that it is the majestic momentum of the vast ocean falling from the sky. It is the simplest principle of water flow … All the water in the world will inevitably flow downwards and cannot be traced back. This is absolute no return. In other words, you will do what you think is right. In this aspect, there is no doubt that you are a powerhouse."
Ning Que said with a smile, "So this is the principle. I originally thought that you were going to say that I am a despicable person, so I can understand such a despicable swordsmanship."
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