The proposal of marriage was a happy event, but it would be a bad thing if two families came to propose marriage at the same time.
It was the same for the uninvited guests, who were usually unwelcome, like Duke Lu, Zhuo Rusui, and Gu Qing.
Under the circumstances, the proposal of marriage had to end abruptly. The guests were asked to leave the Manor of Prime Minister; even State Duke Shan and his son left the Manor of Prime Minister in humiliation.
Zhuo Rusui made it clear that since Yimaozhai had already refused the marriage, why did they stay here?
To watch the show?
Was the Aoyama Sect a circus?
Did they have a death wish?
Hmm?
Yet, Bai Qianjun stayed behind. No matter how Zhuo Rusui mocked and ridiculed him, Bai Qianjun sat in the chair with a straight face. Nobody could do anything to him.
As the son of Duke Lu and the youngest son-in-law of Prime Minister Qin, Lu Ming took the responsibility of pouring tea for Duke Lu.
The tea made a crisp and cold sound when it was poured into a bowl, making the study room even quieter.
Nobody in the Manor of Prime Minister dared make a sound at the moment; the atmosphere was tense.
Like Bai Qianjun, everybody wanted to know what Jing Jiu and Bu Qiuxiao were talking about at the moment, waiting for the outcome of the conversation anxiously.
Gu Qing took the teacup and thanked Lu Ming. He walked to the window and looked at the distance while holding the teacup in his hand.
He didn't know where the distance was, because he didn't know where his Master and the House Master of Bu Qiuxiao were going to talk.
It was not until now that he realized that his Master and Bu Qiuxiao had made an appointment, so his preparations were unnecessary.
He didn't feel regretful or wasteful. On the contrary, he felt relieved, but he was also worried about his Master.
It was the most difficult thing in Chaotian to change the mind of the scholar Yimaozhai.
What was his Master going to do?
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After passing through the forest by the lake and arriving in front of the old nunnery, Jing Jiu halted his steps. Bu Qiuxiao came over and stood by his side.
If someone saw this scene, they would definitely feel that it was very strange, or rather, incongruous. Bu Qiuxiao's Cultivation state was not as high as that of Liu Bai, Tan Yuan, Zen Master, and the others, but his status was too high. Even though Jing Jiu was the reincarnation disciple of the Immortal Jingyang, he should have met Bu Qiuxiao in Yimaozhai out of respect.
Jing Jiu said, "Tian Jingren should be much older than you, but the Western Sea Sword School is very new."
The old plum garden was the place where the first plum meeting was held, and the Western Sea Sword School didn't exist at that time. What he said had many hidden meanings.
Bu Qiuxiao came to Jing Jiu's side and said, "How could you compare it with the Plum Meeting? Do you think this meeting is so important?"
Jing Jiu said, "The Plum Meeting that year determined the situation of the human world, and our meeting this time will also determine the situation of the human world. There is no essential difference."
Of course, the choice of the Divine Emperor would affect the situation in the human world, although the situation now was not as tense as it was in the past.
After a moment of silence, Bu Qiuxiao asked, "Do you think you are qualified to represent Aoyama?"
Normally, Jing Jiu wouldn't answer such a senseless and stupid question. If Bu Qiuxiao didn't think he was qualified to represent Aoyama, why did he come to see him?
Yet, Bu Qiuxiao was indeed a good person. He had done a lot for the human race during the wars against the Snowy Kingdom and the Underworld. The Aoyama Sect had always had a good impression of him.
Back when the Fiend Prison was in turmoil, Bu Qiuxiao used the Dragon-Tail Inkstone without hesitation when facing the Old Dragon. With the Dragon-Tail Inkstone in his hand, Bu Qiuxiao could be called a Semi-Saint, but he was still no match for the Immortals Tan and Bai. Yet, he came forward without caring about the feelings of the Zhongzhou School and the alliance between Yimaozhai and the Zhongzhou School.
As a result, Jing Jiu had a good impression of Bu Qiuxiao. As such, Jing Jiu decided to have a serious talk with Bu Qiuxiao, saying, "The current situation in Zhaoge City is caused by me. You must be curious about the relationship between me and the Emperor, and what Aoyama intends to do."
Bu Qiuxiao thought Jing Jiu was talking about the matter of Gu Qing becoming the Teacher of Jing Yao; but he didn't know that Jing Jiu was actually talking about something else.
It was Jing Jiu's idea that the Emperor decided to depose Jing Xin.
Jing Jiu did it because he had met Jing Xin in the old plum garden and thought Jing Xin wasn't very useful.
"I won't tell you the former, because I think it's troublesome. But I can tell you the latter today."
Jing Jiu continued, "The requirement of Aoyama is simple and clear: Jing Yao will be the next Emperor, and Jing Xin will become a monk in the Guocheng Temple or die."
"Why?" asked Bu Qiuxiao with a faint smile.
Jing Jiu said, "I don't like Jing Xin. You know very well that he's not good enough."
The Prince Jing Xin and those chancellors behind him had behaved foolishly and impulsively during the assassination attempt on Zhao Layue and the incident in the Demon-Suppressing Town.
"The attitude of the Guocheng Temple is clear that Jing Yao is not good enough."
Bu Qiuxiao said while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes, "He's the son of the vixen."
Jing Jiu said, "That vixen is still stirring up trouble in Ōzawa. The Old Dragon has done so many evil things in Zhaoge City, but has anyone done anything to him? And the Unicorn has a bad temper, and those people of my sect … are all demons. "
Bu Qiuxiao retorted, "How can the ancient divine beasts be compared to the demons?"
Jing Jiu said, "The so-called divine beasts are demons, but they have lived longer and have a higher Cultivation state. Let's not talk about them. What about Zen Master?"
Bu Qiuxiao arched his eyebrows slightly, asking, "What about Zen Master?"
Jing Jiu said, "His adopted father is a mountain demon; why didn't the Guocheng Temple burn him to death?"
Bu Qiuxiao fell silent.
Jing Jiu walked to the front of the nunnery, pushed open the door, and walked in.
Tian Jingren had lived here for a while back then, and he had tried to use his spiritual awareness to plot against Jing Jiu, but Jing Jiu had countered his plan. After the Battle of the Cloud Platform, the Institute of White Deer was burned down, and Tian Jingren had disappeared. It was unclear where he had gone. Jing Jiu suddenly felt something was out of place when he revisited this place.
He knew about Guo Dong's scheme against the West Ocean, and he also knew that Tong Yan had been carrying out that plan. Was it related to this matter?
After Jing Jiu walked out of the nunnery, Bu Qiuxiao was still standing on the same spot. "Even if you have a good reason, I still won't agree to it," he said.
"The principle of Yimaozhai?" asked Jing Jiu.
"You can say that it's the rule. The rule is the rule, the order, and the foundation for the human race to have a foothold in Chaotian."
Bu Qiuxiao went on, "You have seen what Yun did in the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror. So you should know what we poor scholars are thinking."
Jing Jiu said, "Sticking to the principle and being stubborn are two different things."
Bu Qiuxiao said, "In fact, I've been wondering how people distinguish between the two behaviors."
Jing Jiu said while looking at him, "If the Scholar Yan had told the truth about your crime back then, you would have abdicated the position. This is sticking to the principle. But he refused to tell the truth and fled with the Pen of the Guard-City, but he still thought you were not qualified to be the house master. This is being stubborn. "
What Jing Jiu said had another meaning. If Yimaozhai insisted on the principle, he would have to figure out who was right and who was wrong in this matter; it was impossible for him to be so ambiguous.
After a moment of silence, Bu Qiuxiao said, "You're the Young Senior Master of Aoyama. In fact, I'm also the Young Senior Master of the House Master. The Scholar Yan is my Young Master Nephew …"
Jing Jiu was not interested in listening to the old stories, saying, "None of that matters. What matters is why he thought you were not qualified to be the house master."
Bu Qiuxiao said calmly while looking at Jing Jiu, "If I didn't know that you had saved that person from the sword of the Xilai Sword, I would have killed you today."
"Yimaozhai and Shui Yue Nunnery have nothing to do with each other. Why don't you kill me because of this?"
Jing Jiu asked while staring into his eyes, "Is it because you feel guilty about that place, or is it because of the cause and effect you have left behind?"
It became exceedingly quiet around the nunnery hall.
A gust of wind suddenly blew over from the lake.
The wind passed through the forest and turned into countless indistinct lines, connecting the objects in the surroundings, including the rocks, grass, flowers, and leaves.
Everyone would leave many traces and lines in their lives, and those lines would eventually lead to the most secret place.
Bu Qiuxiao said calmly and earnestly while looking into Jing Jiu's eyes, "Many people have been trying to guess your real background, and they even suspected that you are the successor of the Experiencing the Mortal World of the Guocheng Temple, until He Zhan showed up. I didn't expect you to know the Two-Mind Connection of the Guocheng Temple. But you have to know that it is of no use to me, and it will only irritate me. "
Jing Jiu had indeed used the Two-Mind Connection. But he knew that he was not the Big Brother and couldn't completely master this secret method of the Guocheng Temple, so it was impossible for him to hear the thoughts of a figure like Bu Qiuxiao. On the contrary, he would be discovered by him. But it didn't matter, because he wanted to be discovered by Bu Qiuxiao anyway. If this was a bidding, it could be regarded as a trick.
Bu Qiuxiao's reaction made him more certain of his judgment.
The expression in Bu Qiuxiao's eyes grew cold, as he asked, "What on earth do you know?"
Jing Jiu said, "He Zhan is your son."
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There was no hint, no preface, no foreword, no foreshadowing, and no foreshadowing.
It was just a simple sentence, but it gave off a feeling of decisiveness and decisiveness, as well as a feeling that it was directed at one's true nature.
The expression in Bu Qiuxiao's eyes grew even colder, like a block of ice. Then it shattered into a shocked expression.
"You had an affair with the one in the nunnery, and you gave birth to He Zhan. She failed to break through the state because of this affair, so she passed away, leaving only that sedan chair behind."
Jing Jiu continued, "The Scholar Yan knew about this affair, and he felt that you were not fit to be the House Master due to your immoral conduct. So you wanted to kill him to silence him?"
It was deathly quiet in the old plum garden. The wind on the lake passed through the forest incessantly, turning into dense threads, making it difficult for Bu Qiuxiao to breathe.
He didn't understand why the secret that he had kept for dozens of years was suddenly exposed by Jing Jiu.
Nobody knew about this affair.
Shui Yue Nunnery didn't know about it, neither did Yimaozhai, and even He Zhan didn't know about it.
Even the Scholar Yan only knew what had happened before he fled; so how did Jing Jiu know about it?
His right hand was trembling slightly, as if he was ready to strike at any moment.
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