Gu Qing entered the royal palace and met the Emperor before the court meeting. He merely bowed to the Emperor from a distance and exchanged a few words with the Emperor. He didn't even get a clear look at the Emperor's face.
Then, Duke Lu led him to the Royal Concubine Hu's bedroom.
Seeing the smile on Gu Qing's face, Royal Concubine Hu thought of the harsh words he had said that night many years ago. Her expression was unnatural, and she felt his smile was rather disgusting.
Gu Qing didn't know what she was thinking about, but he kept his smile and exchanged some pleasantries with her.
As the two of them were talking, a cute little boy, who looked like a carved jade, was led in by a maidservant. He was the second prince, Jing Yao.
Jing Yao had the blood of the Emperor flowing in his body, and he also had the inheritance of the vixens, so he was extremely intelligent.
He was only three years old, but he was already better at reading people's expressions than many adults. More importantly, he seemed to have the instinct to sense other people's emotions.
A few nights ago, he sensed that his mother, who was usually fearless, was in awe of the Immortal Master of Aoyama named Jing Jiu, so he behaved very obediently. When he heard that this Immortal Master Gu Qing would be his teacher, he didn't like it, but he could sense that his mother didn't like this person, so he behaved differently.
Standing on the same spot, Jing Yao looked at Gu Qing with wide eyes, showing a curious expression, but he didn't show any intention of bowing to him.
Gu Qing looked at him in Silence, and didn't show any intention of bowing to him.
Seeing this, the old maidservant felt upset, thinking that Jing Jiu had to bow to the prince first even though he was the Immortal Master of Aoyama and would be the teacher of a prince.
Don't you understand the principle of heaven, earth, emperor, and teacher?
Royal Concubine Hu realized what was going on after a moment of bewilderment. As she was about to say something, Duke Lu stopped her with a meaningful look.
Time passed by slowly like this.
The spring sun was about to reach the center of the sky from the east, and the flowering trees outside the royal palace looked listless due to the sunlight.
Gu Qing was still standing in Silence, unhurried like the spring breeze, and not angry at all.
Prince Jing Yao was still a child after all. He could no longer maintain his obedient expression as he could no longer stand stably.
His little face was slightly red, and his body swayed slightly, but he still stubbornly refused to speak first.
The old woman saw this and felt a great pain in her heart. She thought to herself, 'You are an adult and an Immortal Master, yet you are actually angry with a child.'
A gust of spring wind blew in through the window and landed on the little prince's body. The little prince's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.
The nanny hurriedly came forward to support him. She was still in shock and turned to look at Gu Qing, angrily saying, "Immortal Master, that's enough! What's the point of bullying the weak? "
Seeing this scene and hearing this, Royal Concubine Hu felt relieved, yelling, "What a talkative old man! How dare he disrespect the immortal master? Drag him away and slap his mouth!"
The palace servant girls escorted the old maidservant out of the room, and the little prince Jing Yao was held in Royal Concubine Hu's bosom.
The whole process happened so quickly that Gu Qing didn't have time to react.
It had to be said that Royal Concubine Hu reacted very quickly. She used the nanny's mistake as a stepping stone and jumped on it gracefully.
Duke Lu glanced at her approvingly, thinking that the young girl who didn't know anything had finally matured.
Leaning against his mother's bosom, Jing Yao felt wronged and unwilling to raise his head.
Royal Concubine Hu lifted his head and stared into his eyes, asking, "Do you know you are wrong?"
Jing Yao didn't know what he did wrong, but he knew he was wrong when he saw his mother's expression.
He straightened his body hesitantly and turned to Gu Qing, bowing to him with a crying voice, "Greetings … Teacher."
Gu Qing accepted it calmly, and then returned the greeting, "Greetings, Your Highness."
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In the White Mountain meditation room of the Justice Hall of the Guocheng Temple, Yin San was reading the Buddhist scripts, and so was the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
If the evildoers in the history of Chaotian over a thousand years were ranked, they would be ranked in the top ten; but they didn't read the scripts in the company of the ancient Buddha lamp to atone for their sins. Regardless of whether the orthodox sects were good or evil, they would always have something in common. The devil men of the deviant sects reading the Buddhist scripts would be helpful in their Cultivation.
The morning bell rang outside the room. Yin San put down the script in his hands and walked out of the meditation room slowly, heading toward the outside of the temple along the narrow path under the shadow of the pine trees.
The surroundings of the Justice Hall were quite safe. If he were careful, the whole temple would be safe.
He was certain that the disturbance caused by the lamp flower when he taught Liu Shisui to comprehend the scripts had subsided, and nobody knew that he and the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect were still in the Guocheng Temple.
Outside the pine forest was the pagoda forest, where the sunlight grew dimmer and dimmer. It became bright again after passing through the Treasure Hall and the narrow path and arriving outside the temple.
The spring sunlight could be seen everywhere, but he didn't want to enter the temple to avoid disturbing the monks' Cultivation.
Yin San walked out the side door of the front yard along the familiar mountain path and came to the top of an earthen cliff above the vegetable garden. He stopped and looked down.
Different from the black-and-white scenery in winter, the vegetable garden in spring was green and lush, with melons, vegetables, and fruits, making one feel happy just by looking at it.
It was evident that the soil in the vegetable garden and the orchard had been ploughed many times, and the weeds had been cleared away, leaving nothing behind.
If one looked closely, it would be hard to find those bad bugs on the leaves of the vegetables and the fruit trees.
"It's interesting to use the flying sword to open up the fields, but don't you think it's too troublesome to use the flying sword to uproot the weeds? Using the flying sword to kill the bugs is even more … "
Looking at the details in the vegetable garden, Yin San thought sentimentally that Liu Shisui was really good at growing vegetables, and he was actually quite suitable to be in charge of those medicinal herbs and fruits on Shiyue Peak.
More importantly, through these details, Jing Jiu was certain that Liu Shisui had already passed the barrier, and his Cultivation hadn't been damaged, but had actually improved.
As the morning sunlight grew brighter, the barking of a dog could be heard in the distance, and the sound of the door opening could be heard in the vegetable garden, followed by the sound of water flowing from the well, and the smoke rising from the kitchen.
Yin San turned around and left, returning to the front of the temple under the shadow of the cliff. He entered the front yard through the side door, passed through the narrow path, and entered the tranquil pagoda forest after looking at the Treasure Hall in the distance. In the end, when he returned to the front of the White Mountain meditation room, he had a scroll of script in his hand, in addition to some pine needles on his collar. It was unclear when and where he had obtained it.
He didn't enter the temple, but stood in the middle of the courtyard and opened the scroll.
The morning glow dyed the sky red and fell on the scroll like blood.
This scroll of script contained messages written in ciphertexts, describing the recent events in the outside world.
These were the reports given to him by Bulao Lin. Though they were not as fast and abundant as the Curtain Rollers, they were more accurate.
Yin San didn't care that Gu Qing had become the teacher of Jing Yao; it was a trivial matter. What he cared about was where Jing Jiu had gone.
He had known a long time ago that Jing Jiu had left Aoyama, but it wasn't until now that Bulao Lin found out that Jing Jiu had gone to Zhaoge City.
What was Jing Jiu doing in Zhaoge City? Was it about the succession of the emperor?
Standing in the morning sunlight, Yin San pondered in silence. He suddenly thought of a possibility, the expression in his eyes changing slightly.
Jing Jiu had gone to solve the problem.
Yin San had never thought that Jing Jiu would encounter the same problem in Cultivation as Liu Shisui.
He had unlimited confidence in Jing Jiu's Cultivation, just like he had in the past, even though he had another answer now.
It wasn't until now that Yin San realized what he had missed.
From the Undefeated to the Free Travel Realm, Jing Jiu would encounter that problem.
It would take a long time for Jing Jiu to think of a way to solve this problem.
Yin San didn't need to, because he was more familiar with the problem, and he had thought about it for many years.
"It turns out that you are at Taichang Temple."
Yin San laughed out, as if he had thought of something.
His happy laughter echoed in the quiet courtyard.
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