The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 47: Jingjia Spring and Autumn
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Jing Jiu didn't knock on the door, and reached out and pushed a blue brick into the wall for half an inch. .
It turned out to be an agency.
There was a faint sound of something rolling behind the door—his sight could not penetrate the wooden door, but he knew that it was a smooth stone ball moving along a fixed track, going a long way The distance will fall, smashing a large porcelain bowl.
After a long time, the wooden door has not opened yet.
He stood on the stone steps and waited, his expression calm as usual.
The rain was heavier, falling on the hat, dripping from the edge, like a waterfall in the dry season.
Because of the falling rain, the pedestrians in the alley hurried, and no one noticed him.
With a soft sound, the gate of the courtyard finally opened, and an elderly man appeared.
The old man has a square face, straight eyebrows and bright eyes, and his cheeks are slightly red. I don't know if he was a little excited or a little excited. He is wearing a gray single shirt and the buttons are not fastened. He should be put on casually. In a hurry, the eyes looking at Jing Jiu were full of questions and scrutiny.
Jing Jiu took out a wooden sign and handed it over.
The old man didn't dare to pick it up, and he bent over and watched seriously for a long while.
Until it was confirmed that it was the real thing, he knelt down on his knees without hesitation, regardless of whether the ground had been wet by rain.
"Get up." Jing Jiu said.
The old man got up, welcomed him into the courtyard humbly, and walked deep down the side corridor.
There are people in the small courtyard. To be precise, there is a family.
In the open flower hall, the family is eating, there are old and young, men and women, neatly arranged.
The family's eyes are on the table, talking in a low voice, as if they didn't see Jing Jiu and the old man at all.
This picture is a bit weird.
The three or four-year-old child suddenly broke free from his mother's embrace, ran to the threshold, looked at Jing Jiu curiously, stretched out his hand to say something, but was hugged back by his father.
The cry of the child resounded in the flower hall.
Down the corridor, Jing Jiu took off his hat and glanced over there.
The little kid saw his face and couldn't help being stunned, and forgot to cry.
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"This is the Jing family?"
"Yes, they have worked in Taichang Temple for generations, and they are considered my family's vassals."
The square-faced old man glanced at Jing Jiu and said, "I can assure you that they don't know anything, but what should be remembered will never be forgotten."
Jing Jiu understands that those people are his nominal parents, as well as the elderly grandfather and elder brother-in-law. As for the little child, is it a nephew or a niece? This was the arrangement back then, he was not good at it, but there were many people in the court who were good at this kind of thing.
He sat in a chair and asked: "How many people have come to check these years?"
The old man stood in front and said: "It was seven years ago when the Qingshan Sect went to Defeng to investigate. According to reason, some problems should be seen by their means, so I quickly remedied it afterwards, but it was strange. The thing is, they never came again, which makes me a little uneasy."
Jing Jiu naturally knew why Shang Defeng did not continue to check, and said, "Don't worry about this."
"Later, there were two other big movements, four years ago and one year ago."
The old man said: "A total of 21 sects sent people to quietly inquire about it, and Concubine Hu in the palace also sent someone."
Four years ago, Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu shocked the spiritual world with Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu. A year ago, it was the Xihai Sword Sect’s four-sea banquet and the subsequent Qingshan sword test. Jing Jiu defeated Gu Han and broke Nanshan's sword. Master Qingshan's deliberately low-key idea of turning him into a magic weapon naturally fell into frustration. How could he not be noticed by the reincarnation of King Jingyang, a true kendo wizard ?
When the old man knows these things, he naturally knows that this young man is Jing Jiu.
The Jing family moved to this small courtyard for twenty years, just for this person.
"I'm here to attend the May Club, and I will live here during this time."
Jing Jiu said: "You send a letter to Zhao Mansion and tell the other party."
The old man knew his identity, and naturally knew where he was talking about Zhao Mansion. Seeing that he had nothing else to say, he left the secret road behind the house.
This secret road leads to another courtyard dozens of feet away.
The yard occupies an extremely wide area, with carved beams and buildings, full of luxury hidden in the depths.
The old man sat in the study silently, and did not relax for a long time.
Many years ago, my father had confessed to him very seriously. The family has been able to continue to this day and still maintains its glory, all because of two things, one is to unconditionally support His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is absolute Follow the instructions of the wooden sign owner.
What if the two conflict? He couldn't help asking when he was still young.
Father said that the will of His Majesty the Emperor and the will of the wooden sign owner must be unified.
The young man will inevitably be a little stubborn, he still insists on asking, what if?
He remembered clearly that his father was silent for a long time, and the answer he gave was the latter.
He was shocked, even today.
He didn’t dare and didn’t want to erase the cloud that had been above the family for hundreds of years, but he was inevitably curious. It’s a pity that when he arranged the small courtyard by himself twenty years ago, he just received a letter. Look at the letter. After the monogram of the wooden sign and a few simple requirements, I still don't know who the opponent is.
Until these years, some cultivators and even people in the palace cast their sights on the small courtyard. He didn't know the identity of the other party. He also used his own power to secretly check, but he still couldn't be sure, because Jing Jiutai Young, even a genius in kendo, is not commensurate with the weight of that wooden sign.
Jing Jiu should be the successor of that wooden sign, right?
The old man was thinking about these things, and the butler's whispered reminder came from the window.
"Master, the hour is passing by."
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The continuous spring rain, the two barriers formed by the formation and the colored glaze, did not allow the guests in the entire courtyard to get wet. On the contrary, they added a bit of elegance, but as time passed, the atmosphere in the venue finally became a little bit Curiously, the sound of rain was gradually replaced by the sound of discussion.
Suddenly hearing the sound of a bowl thrown during the wedding, the host family left in a hurry. After such a long time, it hasn't come out. It seems to disappear. What's the matter?
"What happened?"
"I heard that the old man was very nonsense when he was young. Is this a repetitive attitude?"
"The old man loves his son the most, how can he make such a show in his marriage?"
"Don’t talk nonsense, saying that the old man is faint and confused, and he refuses to get close to the nobles in the palace. However, regardless of the disturbances these years, this house has always been safe and secure, still sitting in the position of Taichang Temple. , Qinggui is extremely expensive, this is the holy family! Can a foolish person do this?"
"Auspicious time will be over."
The guests were talking, and suddenly they heard a sound of footsteps in front of them.
Everyone looked up, quickly stopped their voices, looked solemn, and bowed in salute.
"I have seen Lord Deer."
"Sorry, something urgent."
Lu Guogong has a square appearance and extraordinary bearing, even if he explains it, he has his own majesty. He is like the old man with a respectful look and a housekeeper in front of Jing Jiu.
Today is a happy day for the marriage of the youngest son of Lu Guo Gong and the granddaughter of the prime minister.
In the middle of the ceremony~IndoMTL.com~Gong Lu suddenly disappeared and did not reappear until then.
No one in the courtyard dared to ask questions.
The sharp-eyed guests noticed that the unruly gray clothes were looming under the Guogong's dress, and water stains were leaching on the knees, which was very puzzled.
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