"His character is worrying?" Song Tao said in surprise.
What kind of evaluation was that?
He could understand that his talent was amazing.
Grandfather had just casually asked him a question, and he had successfully broken through from an empty valley to a high mountain, achieving an extremely important leap.
Grandfather had also asked him this question before, but he did not feel anything, nor did he have such good luck and opportunity.
What did he mean by his character was worrying? If he thought his character was worrying, why would Grandfather invite him to meet him?
"You've been talking for half a day, full of lies." Song Gudu said aloud.
Song Tao couldn't help laughing. "So Grandfather is blaming him for not being honest. I have met him many times, and indeed found that his words are hypocritical and his behaviour frivolous. However, I am very puzzled, since his character is worrying, why did Grandfather invite him to meet him? "
"One is to confirm the speculation in my heart." Song Gudu looked at the plum blossoms blooming with a golden halo in the courtyard. "This doubt has been in my heart for many years, and I have been looking for an opportunity to verify it."
"Has Grandfather found the answer?"
Song Gudu pointed to the plum blossoms in the courtyard. "These — — are not the answer."
"That is the answer?" Song Tao looked at the plum blossoms. "Grandfather suspects the origin of Li Muyang — — suspects that he is related to the 'twin dragons fighting for the pearl' fifteen years ago?"
"That was not the twin dragons fighting for the pearl."
"No?"
"No."
"Then what is it?"
Song Gudu shook his head. "This is also the answer I want to get. I asked you to invite him here to see what kind of person he is, to see — — whether he is the answer I am looking for. "
"So, for so many years, Grandfather has been sending people to Jiangnan — —"
"It's just a few moves of your uncles." Song Gudu said with an expressionless face. "However, it seems that the Lu clan attaches great importance to this boy, they even invited Taoist spiritual master Ziyang. The people we sent to Jiangnan have all returned in defeat. Ziyang spiritual master's strength is unfathomable, unless I personally go to Jiangnan, otherwise, other people would only be sending themselves to death. However, if I personally go, the movement would be too big, and it would be difficult to hide from those people. In this way, the losses outweigh the gains. "
"Besides, I also want to see how far he can go. I want to see what the Lu Family's Sand Eagle's goal is with this move … I'm afraid it won't be easy to use one chess piece to change the overall situation, right?"
"Since Li Muyang is here, did Grandfather discover anything?"
"No." Song Gudu shook his head. "He hid very deeply. I can't sense any aura from him. "
"Grandpa, what do you think of Li Muyang?"
"Empty words are meaningless." Song Gudu said aloud, "Since that person of the Still water sword school has the intention to seek confirmation, then let's wait patiently. Don't mess up the big picture. "
"Grandpa, do you have other reasons for inviting him over?"
"He is an uncertain factor," Song Gudu said. "Whether it is killing Cui Zhaoren or defeating Mu Yubai, it proves the power of this chess piece. Moreover, he hasn't truly entered the battlefield yet. He's only wandering around and observing … "
"Observe?"
"This boy is wise but appears stupid, his mind is as deep as the sea. As I just said, it is extremely difficult for a fool to become a wise man, but it is even more difficult for a wise man to pretend to be stupid. Do you think he doesn't know anything? Do you think he doesn't have any doubts about the strange behaviour of the Lu clan and his parents? He has doubts, but he doesn't want to say it. He wants to maintain such a state of balance, or — — he doesn't want to touch other taboos. "
"He doesn't want to get involved?"
"It's the Lu Family that doesn't want him to get involved." Song Gudu explained. "Or rather, it's Lu Xingkong who doesn't want him to get involved."
"Why? They have such an important chess piece, why don't they use it? "
"Protection."
"Protection? Protect Li Muyang? "
"If my guess is right, Lu Xingkong is bound to personally accept the challenge of the Still water sword school."
"That's really protective of him." Song Tao sneered. "Grandfather knew Lu Xingkong's reaction, so — — let Mu Yubai ambush and kill Li Muyang on the street?"
"I let Mu Yubai kill someone on the street because I wanted him to get rid of this uncertain factor. But what I didn't expect was that Mu Yubai was utterly defeated. It's for this reason that I'm more and more curious about him. He killed Cui Zhaoren and defeated Mu Yubai. I want to know what level of cultivation he has reached. "
"But, Grandfather — — he's just an empty valley. Before today, he was just an empty valley — — it wasn't until now that he's a high mountain. His cultivation realm is far from mine. Why was he able to defeat Mu Yubai? I know Master Mu's swordsmanship very well, it is unparalleled in West Wind. "
"So, this is the answer I'm looking for — —" Song Gudu stretched out his hand, and a golden plum blossom fell from the plum tree, slowly falling into his palm. "Who is he?"
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Li Muyang's face was very solemn.
There is no good banquet, no good person.
This old guy simply did not have good intentions.
There were many bad people in this world, but there were very few strong bad people. Unfortunately, he had just met one.
No, there were two. Both grandfather and grandson were bad people.
Not only bad, but also very stingy.
He said he was going to invite someone to drink a cup of bitter tea, but there was not even the bitter tea that Li Muyang disliked, nor a sip of water.
Just as Song Tao had said, how could Li Muyang not have doubted his identity? How could he not have suspected the relationship between the two families?
Especially when he came back this time, Lu Qingming was particularly warm and polite to him. After all, in the sea of bamboo, he had saved his life. But Madam Gongsun Yu — — the attitude she had towards him, the way she looked at him.
She completely treated him as her own son.
When Mu Dingyi of the Still water sword school delivered the letter of challenge, Lu Qingming's worried eyes, as well as his tough attitude to fight for him, were still lingering in Li Muyang's mind.
Li Muyang was not an idiot, on the contrary, because of some of his own experiences, he had a keen perception of everything around him.
Whether it was someone who loved him, or someone who hated him, he was very clear in his heart.
"But, what happened on that night 15 years ago?"
Li Muyang wanted to ask his mother, but after so many years, his mother was not willing to tell him, which proved that they had their own difficulties.
If he did not ask, he would feel uneasy, always feel — — always feel that there was a cloud of fog shrouding him.
"Crunch, crunch — —"
The wheels crushed the snow on the road, carrying Li Muyang in the direction of the city gate of Tiandu.
The old residence of the Song family was outside the city, and there was still some time before the city gate. The snow was heavy enough, so it was not easy to walk on the road. Fortunately, the horse pulling the carriage for Li Muyang was a battle horse that had been on the battlefield, and there was no need to worry about the horse losing its footing and dragging the carriage to the ground.
The driver was Haunting Whip Luo Xu, a close bodyguard of Lu Xingkong, who had been sent by Lu Xingkong to protect Li Shinian. Today, when Li Muyang went out, the Lu Family had arranged for him to drive for Li Muyang.
Not only Luo Xu, even the dozen or so black-clad knights wearing wolf helmets behind him were all masters. The dozen of people were neat and uniform, even the rhythm of the horse's hooves was the same. Their whole body was shrouded in black robes and masks, and although they did not say a word, there was a silent majesty and a biting cold murderous spirit.
After the attack of Mu Yubai, the Lu Family had raised the safety of Li Muyang to an unprecedented height.
Although there were some people who found it strange, but it was inevitable that he would defeat the God of Sword of West Wind Mu Yubai — — what was there to worry about?
"Young Master Muyang, there's a convoy in front." Haunting Whip Luo Xu suddenly said aloud.
Li Muyang lifted the curtain to take a look, only to see several ox carts lined up in a row heading towards him.
The path was narrow, barely able to allow one cart to pass through. If two carts were to come face to face, then one of the carts would have to move back.
Li Muyang said to Luo Xu, "Uncle Luo, let's move aside."
"Yes, Young Master Muyang." Luo Xu jumped off the shaft of the carriage, forcibly pulling the reins to stop the carriage along the roadside, so that it would be easier for the opposite convoy to pass through.
The dozen or so black-clad soldiers behind him also drove their horses to the roadside, completely obeying Li Muyang's arrangement.
Crunch — —
The opposite ox cart leisurely came over, a cold wind blowing, and an extremely fragrant aroma drilled into Li Muyang's nostrils.
"There should be women." Li Muyang thought to himself.
On the left and right was a stretch of wilderness, and in front was only the old residence of the Song family. At this time, rushing in that direction through the snow, it should be the family of the Song family. But he did not know who it was.
Of course, Li Muyang did not care who it was. Because apart from the third young master of the Song family, Song Tao, Li Muyang was completely unfamiliar with the other people of the Song family. Not to mention that every member of the Song family was an important person, all of them were high-ranking officials who were now in charge of the kingdom. They presumably would not want to have any contact with a nobody like him, right?
Crunch — —
The green ox snorted as it passed through Li Muyang's convoy. Li Muyang lifted the curtain to look over, and happened to meet a pair of eyes that were also lifting the side curtain to look outside.
Li Muyang had a feeling of being struck by lightning, or rather he was stunned.
"What kind of eyes are those?" Li Muyang muttered to himself. Like flowers in spring, fog in summer, maple leaves in autumn, and snow in winter. A touching love poem, a beautiful and sorrowful story.
Li Muyang had seen a lot of beautiful women, but, this was a pair of eyes — — that he had seen once and would never forget.
While Li Muyang was in a daze, the ox cart had already gone far away.
Then, two more ox-carts passed by, followed by an escort team of dozens of people.
"Young master Muyang, it's the Song family's convoy." Luo Xu said aloud.
Li Muyang gently sighed, "Let's go."
"Yes — —" Luo Xu answered, raised his whip, and the carriage began to move again.
"Wait a minute." Someone shouted.
From the convoy that had just passed by, a rider was galloping over.
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