Nightfall Chapter 295: On the sword

Listening to Li Yu’s words, Li Hunyuan was shocked. As a prince, he was not an unlearned person. He naturally knew how much benefit Xiahou’s death would bring to him, but he still couldn’t Understand, why my sister is so sure of the throne at this time is my own.

Li Yu looked at his dazed younger brother, thinking that since the death of his mother, the two brothers and sisters have lived on each other, thinking about the efforts and sacrifices he has made for his younger brother's throne over the years, he couldn't help but mixed feelings and said: It was a student on the second floor of the academy. Xiahou died in his hands. Could that woman be close to the academy? No matter how hypocritical she is, the academy can no longer lean toward her. This invisible ditch appeared in the academy and her In between, then how can her son become emperor?"

Li Hunyuan finally woke up, yes, if there is no support from the academy, even if the father pampers the little bunny again, he will not dare to hand over the empire to the queen easily.

As soon as I thought of this, the young prince's breathing became heavy, clenching his fists, his eyes were full of excitement, and even a hideous look.

Li Hunyuan remembered another message from He Mingchi earlier, and said with a little distress: "The three priests of Qinghe County died in Chang'an. I don't know how people over there will react."

Li Yu frowned and felt that this matter was a bit troublesome. Over the years, the Qinghe County surname has given her a lot of financial support. She was able to gather the courtiers relatively easily in the court hall. Qinghe County also helped him behind the scenes. His ancestor died violently in Chang'an City, and I wonder if it will cause any impact.

…………The house by the Yanming Lake suffered extremely severe damage in the battle last night. The beams broke the wall and the ground was full of wolves. Everywhere was in chaos, only the remote courtyard was relatively well preserved.

Ning Que and Sangsang returned to the other yard, took a bath and dressing under the care of Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang, ate some food at random, and then began to rest, then fell asleep.

The vigilance in the lanes of the lake has been lifted, and there is no more control except that the government officials of Chang'an Mansion maintain order outside the house and prohibit citizens from coming to watch the bustle.

Under the order of Si Ye Qi, the Yulong Gang rushed to the bank of Yanming Lake at the fastest speed and began to clean up and repair the house, but the damage to the house was too serious, obviously not something that could be done in two or three days.

The maid stewards who were dismissed by Ning Que before the war also returned to the house one after another. Seeing the wolves everywhere, everyone was a little frightened, and some even wanted to leave, but they were all in the bachelor's house for ten years. Here, when the scholars of Zeng Jing and his wife went to see their daughter, everyone was honest.

Since the servants have taken care of them, Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang returned to the academy. Now Chang'an City is not peaceful, especially the Taoist and Buddhist sects both travel around the world, and need to be more cautious.

In the evening, the other yard was quiet, and the sound of cleaning up rubble and ruins came faintly outside the yard. Ye Hongyu also returned to the house by the lake. She stood outside the threshold and watched the two masters and servants who were sleeping on the bed. For a long time, and then returned to his bedroom, just like the previous months.

…………Ning Que and Sangsang were not seriously injured in the Winter Lake battle. It was not until Xiahou used the iron spear that they began to bleed, but this seemingly victorious battle against them His mind and body still caused great damage.

After Ning Que cast the talisman storm in the house, causing an explosion in the lotus field and shooting thirteen talisman arrows, the power of mind in the sea of ​​consciousness, and even all the awe-inspiring energy in his body was completely exhausted.

And Sangsang finally shined bright on the cliff, which was almost a means of burning essential life. The light in the small building disappeared and only darkness remained, and her body was as cold as ice.

Ning Que was very worried about the recurrence of the deficiency-cold syndrome in her body. He took her into her arms before going to bed and warmed her body with her own body temperature as before, but his right arm was seriously injured by the backlash of the talisman. I'm not accustomed to using my left arm, so I just hold it lightly, not tight but still warm.

Sangsang woke up early the next morning, but she didn’t know if she had suffered from the cold or something else. She had a terrible headache, her body was exhausted, and she couldn’t get up at all. Ning Que was also extremely weak. She dragged her back to the bed and pressed her, let the maids carry food and water, and did not allow her to get up to do housework.

It was three days and three nights as soon as he lay down. Ning Que's spirit got better. He got up from the bed and entered the garden by the morning light. When he found Pudao, he began to slash and slash. snow.

Suddenly, he stopped without knowing what he thought of, standing in the middle of the winter garden, his body looked a little stiff, and he was silent for a long time looking at the Pu Dao in his hand.

In the past few years, as long as there were no emergencies, he would wake up in the morning and wash and eat under the service of Sangsang, and then he would start practicing. Whether he was swordsmanship or meditation, he never slackened, because he Always facing the threat of death, more pressure for revenge.

This morning seems to be the same as those ordinary mornings in the past.

But in fact, this early morning was very different from the past-he is now a student on the second floor of the college, few people in the world can threaten his life, and... Xiahou is dead.

Xiahou is dead, so what are you doing with the knife?

Ning Que held the heavy Pu knife and stood silent for a long time, then he continued to swing the blade, every knife was so simple and sharp, and every movement was so meticulous.

If you don’t understand why you still need to practice knife, then don’t think about it for the time being. As he once said to the big brother, these things are all the world and all the scenery he used to be. For a while, he I can't get rid of the powerful force of habit, and I don't want to get rid of it.

In the following winter days, the house by the Yanming Lake was gradually repaired by craftsmen recruited by the Yulong Gang. Naturally, a large sum of money was spent. In order to fill the account, Ning Que had to use it in advance. Chao Xiaoshu left his dividends at the Xicheng Gambling House, and advanced to the next year, Ning Que and Sangsang did not go anywhere, staying in the house all the time, perhaps because they are a little uncomfortable with today's quiet and goalless life, maybe It was the injuries left by the Winter Lake World War that had not really healed. In short, neither of them had very good spirits and seemed a little embarrassed.

This kind of melancholy is not the literati's mood of sorrowing spring and autumn and sighing winter by the snow lake, but the extreme exhaustion after extreme relaxation. Of course, Ning Que still maintains a very high vigilance, although the battle of Winter Lake is fair After all, Xiahou was a great general of the empire. There were countless colleagues and friends in the army in the court. Now he died in his hands. Who knows if there will be any dark waves surging in the city of Chang'an.

He admitted in front of the palace that he was not the son of General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan, and his majesty’s amnesty would not count. Will the court continue to investigate those murders? Nearly ten Datang officials or generals died tragically in his hands. Will the empire that pursues the first law of Tang keep silent?

The next development of the situation was completely beyond Ning Que's expectations.

Xiahou's funeral was solemnly but silently finished. The town army general closed the mansion, and everyone in the general's mansion, including the two sons of Xiahou, embarked on a journey home.

No one brought up those murders, including the toughest military in the past, and now it has become extremely calm. Except for the two visits by the scholars of Zeng Jing, no one in the court actually stepped into the house by the Yanming Lake. It was as if there was no confrontation in front of the Imperial Palace a few days ago, and there was no such tragic battle on Winter Lake, as if nothing happened in Chang'an City.

In an early morning with light snow, Ye Hongyu also left Yanming Lake. Ning Que and Sangsang took her to the courtyard gate holding a **** umbrella. He looked at the newly repaired courtyard gate, recalled the scene in the rainy day, and said with emotion, "I never thought about it, I would be with you. Live together for half a year."

Ye Hongyu said: "These simple puns are boring, it's better to say less in the future."

"I will try to say some elegant boring things in the future."

Ning Que said: "You are forced to flee the temple after you have offended the judge. After leaving Chang'an City, where can the world find a piece of pure land? According to your statement at the time, Ye Su would not care about the affairs of the temple at all. I don’t care about your life or death. Don’t you worry about being killed by the temple?"

Ye Hongyu said: "Life and death is the most personal matter, and it is also something that one cannot control at all. You can't put your hopes on others, even your brother, but I want to control myself."

"You are a man in the door, I will not make this kind of mysterious argument with you."

Ning Que replied with a smile, and then reached out to brush the thin snow that fell on his shoulders. With this action, the very shallow dimples on his face suddenly became clear.

Ye Hongyu looked at the shallow nest on his face, looked at his smile, and silently thought, what kind of life would make a shameless and cold-blooded guy have such a beautiful smile?

"There is one thing I have been thinking about," she said suddenly.

Ning Que was startled slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Hongyu said: "In terms of talent cultivation, I am clearly better than you, but my understanding of that paper sword is far worse than you. I saw Chang'an City from Xiling, which consumed a lot of energy, and finally Realized that nine out of ten, but you only watched it for one night, and then you could look like the sword of the sword."

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "I don't quite understand, have you come up with any answers?"

Ye Hongyu said: "On the snow lake that day, you condensed Dahe's sword intent on the knife and pierced into Xiahou's body. I was looking at the scene at the time, looking at the turbulent sword force. , Connected with your miserable life, vaguely thought of a possibility."

Ning Que said: "What is possible?"

Ye Hongyu said: "The true meaning of a paper sword is not that it is thin and infinite, and that no one can kill it. It does not lie in the majestic momentum of the ocean, but in the simplest flow of water. …All the water in the world is bound to be inferior and cannot be traced back. This is absolutely no return. In other words, what you think is correct, you will do it. In this respect, there is no doubt that you are a strong person. ."

Ning Que said with a smile: "It turns out that this is the truth. I thought you were going to say that I am a relatively nasty person, so you can understand this kind of nasty swordsmanship."

(To be continued)