Chapter 397: Mutual Love

"This seat said that the soldiers will not move, but I didn't say that I will let that guy come, don't worry, how was it before, if you don't have to be nervous, this seat will find a suitable time to send you out of Qingfeng Pavilion. The current Qingfeng Pavilion is not suitable for you to stay for a long time. ”

If you want to send the Qing court away, you must have a comprehensive strategy, otherwise it will be a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, which will inevitably harm Hengzhi.

I don't know why Fu Yan came back suddenly, but this may be used as an excuse for the Qing court to leave the Qingfeng Pavilion.

Fu Yan has been in Qingfeng Pavilion for so many years as Qinglianjun, and it is true that he is acting on the spot, but there is not necessarily no love here. Shen Jianqing on the side didn't dare to say that he knew Fu Yan, but Shen Jianqing could see his protection of Heng Zhi.

He loves Wu and Wu the most, as long as he explains the reason to him, and entrusts the Qing court to Fu Yan, it is not a bad policy. No matter how long Liu's hand is, it can't reach out to the Demon Valley, and the most dangerous place is often the safest.

The life of the demon valley is a little harder, in order to be able to send her out of here safe and sound, the only way to temporarily wronged the Qing court is to have Fu Yan here, which is equivalent to the personal safety of the Qing court has been guaranteed to a certain extent.

"Don't worry, the head is here, and I will never let the Qing court have anything to do!" Heng Zhi saw that Shen Jianqing had his considerations, and immediately patted his chest and promised.

As soon as she said that, Heng Zhi was stunned, and Shen Jianqing also glanced at her puzzled, but the Luo Qing Court was eccentric in the past, and Shen Jianqing didn't think much about it, and raised his head and wanted to pat the "Luo Qing Court" to show comfort, but he still let it go.

What is about to happen in your imagination, no matter how good or bad it is, is contrary to reality, and when you think that everything is foolproof, there is often a slight difference, and what is perfect is nothing more than self-deception.

Fortunately, what you think is bad is sometimes okay, not as serious as you imagined, which can be regarded as some comfort in the bottom of your heart.

In the next few days, Shen Jianqing "lived in seclusion" in the Tayun Pavilion, dealing with the big and small affairs of the sect day by day, in fact, how many major events can there be in the day? Most of them are almost the same but messy affairs.

Shen Jianqing tried his best to make himself look very busy, and he didn't even have time to eat, while Guangyanjun seriously pretended to be sick, and seriously lingered on the sickbed and didn't even get out of bed, as for Qingyunjun, he naturally ran to Guangyanjun every day and did his best to heal.

In short, there is no idler in Qingfeng Pavilion, and no one has the heart to pay attention to the Liu family, and he has the confidence to push away all the things outside.

In this way, Qingfeng Pavilion is rarely peaceful, surprisingly calm and without any fluctuations, and it is rare to have peace for a few days. Until spring passed, the hot summer began silently and enthusiastically

The sky changed, and the sun, which had scorched half the sky continuously, was obscured by dark clouds, and a gust of wind blew, and in a moment the torrential rain began to fall.

The masonry of the palace silently endured the baptism of wind and rain, and the first rain of the year fell suddenly, but I wanted to clean all the places that hide dirt and dirt in the heaven and earth, as well as the filthy hearts of the people.

If the filth between heaven and earth is really so easy to clean, how can it swallow up the last innocence in the hearts of so many people.

The rain was pouring down on the ground, and the rain was so heavy that it was as if someone had poured water down from the sky.

"There is a cloister in front, so be careful with your step, and the slave will help you through. Liu Qin helped Liu to walk cautiously on the wet bluestone road, holding an umbrella in one hand.

Spring has passed, the Qingming Festival is coming, and the matters of ancestor worship must be well prepared, and the head of Jingyu Pavilion has made it clear that he will not interfere in the preparation of ancestor worship, and the affairs of the big and small affairs will be handled by Liu and Shen Jianqing.

There are two major sacrifices in Daomen every year, one is the spring festival in spring, and the other is the sacrifice of Qingming Festival. The Qingming Festival worships the ancestors and worships the three Qing patriarchs who are jointly respected between the Taoist gates, and it is necessary to be cautious and cautious again and again, and there can be no sloppiness.

This also made Shen Jianqing have to deal with the Liu family, and it was just a matter of letting her go in and out of Qingfeng Pavilion.

In previous years, the matter of ancestor worship was not handed over to the Liu family after the Jingyu Pavilion drew up the process, and the Liu family returned it to Shen Jianqing after looking at it, and the head of the house confirmed that it was correct and then handed it over to the Jingyu Pavilion to arrange.

Under normal circumstances, whether it is the preparation or conduct of ancestor worship, it should be carried out by the person in charge of the Daomen Great Seal, Shen Jianqing, as the head of Qingfeng Pavilion, arranges ancestor worship as a matter of course, and at the same time, it also shows his status.

In fact, originally Qingling Mountain did not participate in the ancestor worship matter, but the Liu family went to Jingyu Pavilion to talk about it many times, and the elders of Jingyu Pavilion originally wanted to give Shen Jianqing a constraint, so they agreed to this matter.

In previous years, Qingfeng Pavilion was dissatisfied with Liu's interference in ancestor worship, and the old boss also complained about it, but it was because she was a woman. This year, Jingyu Pavilion simply handed over the matter to the Liu family and Shen Jianqing, I don't know if he was thinking about anything in his heart.

Or is it just too lazy to pay attention to it, such as the way the head of the house delegates power, which is really doubtful.

Shen Jianqing was suspicious of this, but the Liu family was very happy, since the matter of worshipping ancestors was handed over to his own hands, he had to be treated well, and he couldn't be sloppy, which was related to his status and image in the hearts of various sects, so he naturally had to arrange everything carefully.

Shen Jianqing really didn't want to see Liu, so he went to ask Qingyunjun to deal with it, yes, yes. Liu went to Qingyunjun early this morning to discuss with him the sacrifices to be prepared and the formulation of the process for ancestor worship.

When I came back, it was obviously fine, but I didn't expect it to rain heavily halfway through. The nine-curved corridor winds and turns, and I don't know where the end of the next road leads to the palace, and the rain falls down the eaves. If you have free time, isn't it a great joy in life to make tea and watch the rain fall in front of the court?

Liu Qin put away the oil-paper umbrella and put it aside, took out a handkerchief to wipe the rain on Liu's body, Liu lifted the hem of his clothes so that the hem of his clothes would not blow on the ground, raised his head and saw a moon-white figure standing in the corridor opposite, and his heart trembled.

"Liu Qin, do you see if the figure of the disciple on the other side looks a little familiar, I don't remember when a disciple with such a face came to Qingfeng Pavilion. Liu asked casually, but his eyes were locked on the moon-white figure.

Liu Qin followed the direction pointed by Master Liu, and the man just turned around, and when he saw the man's face, the doubt in Liu Qin's eyes was replaced by astonishment. "How does that man look like a ...... Heng Zhi ......"

The words were said from Liu Qin's mouth, and when the word Heng Zhi was spoken, the expressions of the two of them were stiff, how could the person who had been buried in the mountain behind the Tayun Pavilion a year ago appear here.

"No way, she died a year ago! I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost, or just someone who bears some resemblance to her face. ”