The wind of early spring brought the fog into the mountain residence.
The cheers could be heard in the distant mountains. It seemed that Que Niang had won again.
In comparison to the hustle and bustle in other places, the quietness here was depressing.
Zhuo Rusui thought it had nothing to do with him, so don't look at me.
As he was thinking of this, Xi Yiyun turned around and asked Jing Jiu, "In fact, I don't understand. Is this the intention of Shenmo Peak or of Aoyama?"
Zhuo Rusui lifted his head and glanced at Gu Qing, wondering why Gu Qing called him here.
Then, he thought of the relationship between his Master and Jing Jiu again, his eyelids drooping. "What's the difference?" he asked feebly.
Xi Yiyun said, "I have no choice but to see you out then."
In the eyes of the scholars of Yimaozhai, letting the son of a vixen become the emperor was something that couldn't be discussed.
"We're just disciples of the younger generation, so we're not qualified to discuss this matter. We're just talking about it casually. But …"
Gu Qing said with a faint smile, "Mr. Xi, could you introduce me to the Prime Minister?
"I haven't met Big Brother Cen."
Xi Yiyun said icily, "The disciples of Yimaozhai won't interfere in the affairs of the imperial court before they become officials."
The Prime Minister Cen had studied in Yimaozhai, so he was indeed Xi Yiyun's Big Brother in a sense.
Gu Qing said, "You misunderstood me. It's a private matter."
Xi Yiyun said, "Then I can't help you even if I wanted to."
Gu Qing said with a faint smile, "Well, your sect has a new disciple named He Xiaoliu. Can I bring him to meet a senior?"
Xi Yiyun stared at Jing Jiu intently, and walked out without saying anything.
It didn't take long before a young scholar arrived.
Zhuo Rusui lifted his drooping eyelids. He was so surprised that he almost laughed out when he saw the dark face and the long robe that didn't match him no matter how he looked at it.
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Zhaoge City forbade the Cultivation practitioners from riding the swords at will, so the Pure Heaven Bureau arranged a carriage for the three immortal masters. After making sure that there was no one around the carriage, Zhuo Rusui could not help but speak. He looked at the young scholar and said, "Are you planning to visit all the sects in the world? When are you going to become a nun at the Shui Yue Nunnery? "
This young scholar who wore a long gown but still looked like a farmer was naturally Liu Shisui.
Logically speaking, he should still be imprisoned in Aoyama's Sword Jail. However, the entire Aoyama knew that he had already been released.
No matter how angry Fang Jingtian was, there was nothing he could do. Tianguang Peak didn't care, and Yuan Qijing didn't agree. Who could enter the Sword Jail to check if he was still there?
Though what Zhuo Rusui said was sarcastic, it was actually true. After leaving Aoyama, Liu Shisui went to Bulao Lin, learned the sword style of the Western Sea Sword School, and listened to the scripts in the Guocheng Temple for many years. Now he went to Yimaozhai to study; it was an unimaginable experience.
Liu Shisui didn't pay attention to him. He asked Gu Qing, "What is Young Master doing in Zhaoge City?"
Gu Qing knew that he wanted to ask more than that, and he was also concerned about Jing Jiu's recent situation.
They were well aware that Jing Jiu was never one to exchange pleasantries, so Gu Qing had to do the talking.
The chief caretaker of Shenmo Peak was indeed busy. Though it was Jing Jiu who decided that Liu Shisui would go to Yimaozhai, he was in charge of all the specific arrangements, including the finishing touches of the vegetable garden outside the Guocheng Temple. Even the Inn by the entrance of the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor where Xiao He stayed was chosen by him.
Gu Qing told him everything he knew and could say in the last two years.
Liu Shisui listened attentively, analyzing what he could do.
Zhuo Rusui felt bored listening to him. He rolled his eyes and turned over to sleep.
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The Green Sky Mirror was placed on the shelf in Silence, bringing some changes to this seemingly eternal study room.
If Zhao Layue and Bai Zao came to this room again, would they look at the mirror?
"Master, it doesn't make sense."
Thinking of Xi Yiyun's attitude earlier, Gu Qing felt even gloomier.
If he couldn't persuade Yimaozhai to change his attitude, this marriage would be hopeless.
"Then we'll just snatch it."
Zhuo Rusui said it as if it was a matter of course.
Jing Jiu thought it was reasonable, but it was easier to snatch the bride than to snatch the throne. He waved his hand to signal for them to go ahead with their business.
Gu Qing led Zhuo Rusui to find Jing Shang, and then they went to Duke Lu's Manor to discuss the business. Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui were the only ones left in the study room. Though they hadn't seen each other for a year or two, they still didn't exchange pleasantries. Jing Jiu used his Piercing Discernment to inspect Liu Shisui's meridians. After he was certain that the conflict of zhenqi had been largely resolved, he didn't pay any more attention to him.
Liu Shisui was used to such an indifferent meeting after a long time. He reported what he had experienced during this period of time proactively. The situation in Zhaoge City was very complicated, and it was clear that the Aoyama Sect couldn't persuade the Zhongzhou School, so they had no choice but to start with Yimaozhai. Jing Jiu hoped that he could be of some help. In the end, he said, "Maybe it's because of the two letters written by the Immortal Sect Master and the Zen Master. The House Master has treated me very well and taught me the righteous energy personally. As a result, many hidden dangers in my body have been resolved."
"This person is not bad," said Jing Jiu.
Liu Shisui said after a moment of hesitation, "But … it seems that he has already known about it."
He had only told Jing Jiu about it.
Back when he was in Bulao Lin, there was an old scholar named Yimaozhai who took good care of Jing Jiu. In the end, Jing Jiu died in order to save Jing Jiu from the sword of Xiwang Sun.
Before his death, the old scholar gave Jing Jiu the Pen of the City-Guard, the treasure of Yimaozhai, which had been lost many years ago.
Based on Bu Qiuxiao's ability and Yimaozhai's influence in the Imperial court, he would be able to find out something through those obscure clues.
It was for this reason that Liu Shisui didn't want to go to Yimaozhai a few years ago. It seemed that he was still suspected.
"I've investigated Bu Qiuxiao."
Recalling Qing 'er's evaluation of him and his own answer, Jing Jiu said, "He is a truly good person."
Liu Shisui remained silent, wondering why the old scholar was forced to betray Yimaozhai and live incognito in Bulao Lin if Bu Qiuxiao was truly a good person.
Jing Jiu continued, "So you don't have to be afraid. Like I told you last time, it will be fine as long as you don't cause any trouble."
Liu Shisui glanced at Jing Jiu cautiously and said, "Well … actually, I've found something."
Jing Jiu looked at Jing Jiu in Silence. His expression didn't change, but he felt a bit helpless.
Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue were the first two people he had brought with him in this life, but they were both troublemakers. Zhao Layue was a bit better. She was becoming more and more like Jing Jiu, only staying behind closed doors at the Shenmo Peak. But Liu Shisui was becoming more and more like his Big Brother. No matter what kind of situation he was in, he was still as enthusiastic as ever. That was the secret of other sects. Why did Jing Jiu have to investigate it? Even if that old scholar had done you a favor … well, it was still necessary to investigate it.
"What did you find?" Jing Jiu asked.
Liu Shisui said, "Teacher Yan was the student of the former House Master. He had a high Cultivation state and a high reputation. His status in the House was similar to that of Senior Uncle Sword Justice in Aoyama. Decades ago, he suddenly claimed that Bu Qiuxiao had done something wrong and demanded him to abdicate. No matter how the other teachers in the House tried to persuade him, he refused to do so. "
Jing Jiu asked, "Was it in line with his temperament?"
"Teacher Yan was famous for his stubbornness. He had a nickname in the House: Teacher Stubbornness."
Liu Shisui thought that even though that old man had gone to Bulao Lin, he was still doing good deeds. It was true that he was stubborn.
"What was the result?" Jing Jiu asked.
Liu Shisui said, "Of course Bu Qiuxiao didn't abdicate. He demanded that Teacher Yan announce his crimes in public. But … Teacher Yan ran away with the Pen of the Guardianship."
Jing Jiu asked, "Was he worried that he would be silenced?"
Liu Shisui said, "I've checked the daily records of the House at that time. This incident caused a lot of discussion. It wasn't easy for Bu Qiuxiao to kill him quietly. And if he died, people would definitely suspect Bu Qiuxiao. No matter how you looked at it, he was safe. He shouldn't have made such a choice."
Since the Scholar Yan had run away with the treasure of the House, nobody would believe his accusation against Bu Qiuxiao.
Jing Jiu could guess what the scholars in Yimaozhai were thinking at that time. "And then?" he asked.
Liu Shisui said, "He passed through the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor by force and broke the Saint's Heart. He was severely injured and his Cultivation state dropped a lot. Somehow, he ended up in Bulao Lin."
Jing Jiu said, "You've indeed found out a lot."
Liu Shisui appeared to be an honest person, and he was in fact an honest person. But he was also a smart person, especially when he was in Bulao Lin and was taught by Xiwang Sun for a long time. As such, he was well aware of how to find out the truth of a matter without being discovered. Yet, what baffled him was that he had always thought that the Scholar Yan who had betrayed Yimaozhai was a good person, and that the master of Yimaozhai, Bu Qiuxiao, was a hypocrite who had concealed his true nature deeply; but it seemed that the current result was not enough for him to make such a judgment.
What secret did the Scholar Yan know about Bu Qiuxiao that made him think that Bu Qiuxiao would rather be suspected by others and kill him? If that secret was real, why hadn't any relevant information about him been leaked out from Chaotian even though he had been hiding in Bulao Lin for so many years? And why hadn't anybody known that he had been killed by Xiwang Sun?
This was the question on Liu Shisui's mind, as well as Jing Jiu's.
After a moment of silence, Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "How much of the daily log can you remember?"
"I can only remember the log for the last one hundred years," replied Liu Shisui.
The scholars of Yimaozhai cultivated the orthodox energy and cultivated the Sages' hearts, and they pursued the idea that there was nothing they couldn't tell others. The daily log of the house could be read by the students of the house at will, but it couldn't be shared with outsiders.
The daily log of the house was recorded in great detail. It was unclear what had happened in the last one hundred years, but Liu Shisui could remember all of it. Yet, he was still not satisfied with himself.
"It's true that it's not enough. Tell me about it first."
Jing Jiu took down the Green Sky Mirror from the bookshelf.
Liu Shisui began to recite the daily log from one hundred years ago.
Jing Jiu didn't have the patience to listen to all of the daily log, which was as vast as the ocean. He would make a judgment after listening to a few words of each log. He tapped the Green Sky Mirror lightly to signal for Jing Jiu to skip it.
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"In the ninety-seventh year, the cottage was renovated. Three bundles of bamboo slips from the ancient times were found under the pavilion."
"In the ninety-fifth year, the Empress Yuan went to the mausoleum. The House Master brought three disciples to Zhaoge City and gave them a handwritten copy of the Song of Righteousness. Bai Zhenren of the Zhongzhou School …"
"In the eighty-fourth year, the Tranquil Lake of the Wind Corridor overflowed, and the fertile land in the east of Hebei Province was flooded. The disciples of the house formed a formation to block the water, and many people were killed or wounded. The total number of casualties was …"
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Looking at the sky outside the window, Jing Jiu found that it would take him a few days to finish listening to the log even if he continued to listen to it. He said to Liu Shisui, "Ten years before the Scholar Yan fled, no, three years before Bu Qiuxiao was appointed as the next House Master."
Liu Shisui thought it should be fifty-four years ago. He said, "The former House Master distributed the bamboo slips to the students of the house in the cottage that year. Bu Qiuxiao received ten bamboo slips, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction."
Jing Jiu tapped the Green Sky Mirror once.
The voice of Liu Shisui rang out in the study room incessantly.
The Green Sky Mirror let out a crisp sound once in a while, like an accompaniment.
"Forty-nine years ago, Bu Qiuxiao became the House Master. He led forty scholars to the north, where they drew amulets in the magic army for three years."
"Forty-seven years ago, the Grand Priest of the Underworld rode the demons to attack the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor. Bu Qiuxiao was wounded while trying to save a few mortals. The demon blood was as black as ink by the Tranquil Lake."
"Forty-five years ago, the Scholar Yan left Yimaozhai with the Pen of the Guard-City."
"Forty years ago …"
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"Stop. Let's go back to forty-seven years ago."
Jing Jiu asked, "Did the log say where the ink-like demon blood came from?"
"No." Liu Shisui said while shaking his head, "The log only mentioned that the huge demon was intermittently visible in the Tranquil Lake, with a long and thin neck."
"Where was Bu Qiuxiao twenty-seven years ago?"
"He hosted the Plum Meeting in Zhaoge City."
"In the autumn of that year?"
"After the Plum Meeting, he traveled in the world for more than twenty days before returning to Yimaozhai."
Jing Jiu didn't ask any more questions. He looked at the tea in the teacup while rubbing the Green Sky Mirror with his fingers. It was unclear what he was thinking.
Liu Shisui knew that his Young Master must have discovered some secrets from the log, feeling nervous.
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I have a secret as well … There was a doctor named Jiang Rui among the spies. He deceived Nurse Huang's feelings, and then he was tortured by Xu Le and the Seventh Group for many years, living a miserable life. There was a free-traveling practitioner named Jiang Rui on the path. He deceived He Zhan's feelings, and then he was tortured to death by the eunuchs of Zhao Zhao. After he came out of the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror, he was brought to the snowland by Sensei and killed in secret. It was a world of ice and snow. Some readers still remember that Jiang Rui was a good friend of mine in real life, and he was indeed a doctor.
He also had a secret, which was that he had started to write a book again … I liked reading Ling Ran, a highly-achieved doctor, so I recommended him to read it. Unexpectedly, he had the desire to write again when he was on duty every day. He wrote a book titled "The Live Broadcasting Room of the Surgery". Unexpectedly, it was published on the shelves, and the number of subscribers was quite high. Even Haitang was reading it every day. After I read it, I found that it was indeed the case.
I suddenly felt proud of myself. The medical stories in this book are not bad, and some of them are indeed interesting. It's because he is a competent doctor, but he is not a good friend. It's because he doesn't drink a drop of alcohol. His stories are getting better and better. Please read it carefully. If you like it, you will enjoy it.)
(End of this chapter)
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