(This chapter was supposed to be the last chapter in a room with a dark light that didn't shine through me, but fortunately, I was very satisfied with the title of this chapter.) ）

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In the main hall, Scholar Chen and a military general once said with mockery that even if Jing Jiu could trap these officials in the palace, it would be useless.

Jing Jiu didn't think about doing this at all, but directly killed them all.

Dozens of officials lay in pools of blood, and he paid the price.

Those generals had some skills, and Master Chen had already made preparations in advance, and invited a few strong cultivators to pretend to be officials to enter the hall.

The morning sun shone on his pale face, and he looked at the distant sky outside the imperial city, thinking of something long ago and long after.

History is always repeating itself, and the only difference is that his realm strength here is a little low.

The little eunuch walked out of the corner of the hall with a few officials who were still alive, looking at the pool of blood all over the ground, thinking about the cruel and bloody pictures before, those officials' legs were a little weak, and they reluctantly walked out of the hall, looking at His Majesty the Emperor who was covered in blood and carrying a sword, where did he dare to look directly, and knelt down after a few snaps.

"If you can walk, go get things done. ”

Jing Jiu's voice was not emotional.

Where did those officials dare to delay, they propped up their bodies with their hands and walked out of the palace as fast as they could.

There are still many things that they need to do, pacifying the forbidden army is the first step, and rescuing those adults from the edict is the second.

There was a slight commotion outside the imperial city, but it soon calmed down, and it didn't take long for the palace gate to be opened again, and dozens of officials came to the front of the palace and knelt in front of Jing Jiu.

These people had just left the prison, still wearing prison uniforms, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

General Pei and Zhou Taishou knelt at the front.

The former is the most trusted and prestige of Scholar Zhang and the most prestigious in the Chu State, while the latter's status is much worse, but he is the future assistant prepared by Scholar Zhang for Jing Jiu.

When they heard from those colleagues what was happening in the hall today, they couldn't believe it at all, until this time, watching dozens of eunuchs and palace maids under the command of several eunuchs, keep pouring water into the hall, and watching the blood water flow out of the hall like a waterfall and flow down the stone steps, they were shocked to confirm that it was true.

His Majesty has almost killed all the officials in the court.

Jing Jiu looked at General Pei and said, "You go to the camp outside the city, if there is any problem in the capital, put it out directly." ”

General Pei's expression changed slightly. Zhou Taishou was worried that His Majesty did not know the complexity of the current situation, and said: "The capital camp will not listen to General Pei's orders, all the prefectures in the capital have already prepared, and those princes will definitely not settle down, maybe they will take advantage of the chaos to make waves, Your Majesty ......"

"You are the people chosen by the scholars, and if you can't handle such a trivial matter well, his vision will be too bad. ”

Thinking of Scholar Chen who died in the hall and Jin Shangshu who died yesterday, Jing Jiu found that Scholar Zhang's vision was indeed not very good, except for seeing himself.

"In short, don't bother me with this kind of trivial matter, don't do it today, don't want it in the future, you have to learn from him in this regard. ”

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the cold palace.

Zhuo Rusui yawned and followed him away.

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The rusted locks have been removed, and the side door where the sundries are usually delivered has been sealed, but other than that, the cold palace has not changed, it is still as deserted.

Jing Jiu threw the badly damaged sword into the pool, changed his clothes, and leaned back on the couch, and the blood and water all over his body were naturally clean.

Zhuo Rusui stood in front of the couch and said, "If it wasn't for that broken arm, maybe I would have forgotten most of what was going on outside." ”

Jing Jiu said: "If you want to fight for the immortal urn, Qingtianjian will naturally not let you forget this matter, and it doesn't matter if you forget other things." ”

Zhuo Rusui said, "Uncle Shi, what are you going to do?"

Jing Jiu said, "What about you?"

"I still had the same idea as before, and I practiced killing people here. ”

Zhuo Rusui said as a matter of course: "Kill all the other questioners, the immortal urn is naturally Qingshan, even if it doesn't work, it hasn't wasted these decades." ”

Jing Jiu said: "I'm about the same. ”

The Qingshan disciples acted so neatly and neatly, and it was not surprising that they had a similar layout.

Zhuo Rusui just didn't understand a little, since you want to practice, you want to kill other Taoists, what are you doing hiding in the palace every day?

He knew that even if he asked, there would be no answer, so he didn't see how helpless Tong Yan was when he died, so he raised his hand and saluted casually, and then prepared to leave.

Jing Jiu said, "Where to go?"

Zhuo Rusui said: "Go to Zhao Kingdom and kill that eunuch." ”

Jing Jiu said: "He Zhan is a little perverted, be careful. ”

After Zhuo Rusui left, the palace was even more deserted and quiet.

The capital is bound to be in chaos today, and I don't know if General Pei, Zhou Taishou and others can stabilize the situation, and I don't know how many people will die in the end.

Jing Jiu sat on the couch, quietly looking at the sky outside the window, and maintained this posture for a long time.

No one knew what he was thinking, and it should have nothing to do with the chaos in the capital.

The light shifted, and from time to time someone came to report the current situation outside the hall, and it was interesting to say that the person who passed the message was not the little eunuch, but Zhang Dagongzi.

Perhaps in the eyes of General Pei, Zhou Taishou and others, Zhang Dagongzi is the most trusted person by His Majesty.

Jing Jiu didn't reply, still looking out the window, silent.

The sun was setting, and after twilight came night, and the light in the palace became dim.

At some point, a light lit up in the temple.

fluttering, fluttering.

The bluebird fluttered its wings and flew into the temple, landed on the couch, and became the lovely little girl.

Jing Jiu asked, "Solved?"

Qing'er said: "The rebellion between the camp and the forbidden army outside the city has been suppressed by Pei Siming, and the mansions of those ministers have been controlled, you don't have to worry." ”

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't. ”

Qing'er said with a slight annoyance: "Those people outside like to watch the war, so they can use those pictures to bluff the past, but I always have to show them some of your pictures." ”

"I remember you said that I practiced and slept here every day, and those people outside the Echo Valley were tired of seeing it. ”

"But like the picture of you killing people in the temple today, they like to watch it the most, I didn't release it, I don't know how many complaints it caused. ”

"The images that can't be seen directly are perhaps even more exciting. ”

"It makes sense, no wonder there are a lot of good reviews. ”

"No thanks. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Qing'er was a little annoyed and said, "Don't always let me be a messenger in the future, what if you arouse the suspicion of Bai Zhenren?"

Jing Jiu said: "I will pay attention. ”

The dim light fell on him.

Because of the murder during the day, his face was a little pale, his expression was a little tired, and his black hair was scattered over his shoulders, showing a decadent beauty.

Looking at this scene, Qing'er was a little distracted, and only woke up after a while, and said in surprise: "You actually lit a lamp?"

Jing Jiu snorted.

The palace was rarely lit until a few days ago, when Scholar Zhang came to his deathbed, and there were lights.

Qing'er thought about what had happened these days, and asked a little puzzled: "You are dedicated to cultivation, and you don't care much about other things, why are you willing to take action this time." ”

Jing Jiu said: "Cultivation needs to be quiet, and what I do is no different from a bear getting rid of the threat outside the hole. ”

Qing'er looked at him and asked, "Is that really so?"

Jing Jiu said: "Of course. ”

Qing'er pursed her lips and said, "Or so...... But I still think your shot has something to do with the academics. ”

Jing Jiu said: "Maybe. ”

Qing'er's eyes lit up, and she said, "What is the difference between that scholar? You are fake to him, and you are ...... to you Well, he might be true...... No, since you will leave the illusion and may not come back in this life, even if you come, you will never see him again, then to you, he is also a fake?"

There are too many truths and falsehoods in this sentence, and it has long been impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Qing'er stared into his eyes and said, "According to you, all the people who left and never came back are fake to each other, so why did you do this?"

Jing Jiu looked at the dark light and said, "Because there are many things in the world that have nothing to do with truth or falsehood. ”

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There was silence outside Echo Valley.

The light curtain in the sky stayed in that frame.

The dark lights in the hall are getting farther away, the lights in the capital are bright, and the cavalry is stepping on the bluestone road with iron hooves, and the cry is getting lower.

No one heard the conversation between Blue Bird and Jing Jiu in front of him, but everyone saw the whole story.

No matter how much the cultivator's heart is like water, looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the picture, thinking about the joys and sorrows he has seen in the past thirty days, he is also a little stunned.

Se Se's eyes were already wet, but he didn't know if it was for Jing Jiu and Zhang Daxue, or why.

Tong Yan stood on the edge of a cliff somewhere in the distance, thinking about what Jing Jiu said at the end, and was silent for a long time.

Those are all fake.

Cultivators have all heard similar words in the process of seeking the Great Dao, which may come from the master or from the same sect, but they are not as absolute and certain as Jing Jiu.

After hearing this kind of talk too much, many cultivators tend to have some kind of delusion, and when they recognize the falsehood, they can touch the reality and cut off their feelings. But just like Jing Jiu said, many things in the world have nothing to do with truth or falsehood, who can really break off love?

There was a sound of footsteps behind the cliff, Tong Yan turned his head to look, and found that it was the black and thin disciple of the Wu'en Sect, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of your son-in-law's words?"

Liu was very surprised at the age of ten, thinking that his true identity had actually been seen through?

(End of chapter)