- Ever since the completion of the long scythe that was thickened and widened and hammered completely according to his own wishes, Mo Ye has always wanted to practice with it. It's just that because he needs to keep a low profile, the venue can only choose the grocery store in Chengxu, so Mo Ye's hands and heart are itching a lot these days, but he is also very idle.

Cheng Xu only glanced at her wrist wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, then turned around and entered the house, not looking at how close the little girl behind her was, she only squinted at the sky and threw her backhand on the door, and directly slapped Mo Ye outside the door, almost slapping the tip of her upturned nose into a cake.

There was a clanging sound in the backyard, and when Mo Ye turned over the courtyard wall in the backyard of the grocery store and squatted on the wall, he saw that the two straw men who used to practice boxing under the tile shed had disappeared. This is good, not to mention don't expect to play a few sickles, even the homework of practicing boxing in the past few days is exempted.

Mo Ye is actually not a stubborn person, in the past few years of living in Kyoto, she has not gone to Ye Mansion to live, and most of them have been invited by Ye Nuonuo, taking this opportunity She also learned a little medical knowledge, knowing that the wounds on her wrists are actually really sloppy.

Cheng Xu's bucket of cold water was splashed in time, and seeing his resolute attitude, Mo Ye had already retreated in his heart, and without saying anything more, he slipped off the wall and walked back to the Song Mansion with slow steps.

Mo Ye, who had only walked out of half the street and was slightly distracted, planning to add a knife practice subclass to her homework in the future, suddenly felt that someone was chasing after her behind her, and her heart tightened slightly, but she quickly relaxed again, because she heard who the footsteps came from.

Wu Shu's main activities are carried out in the dead of night. His heart seems to have been affected a little because of this, and he is used to being silent from the bottom of his bones, even if he has something to do with Mo Ye at this time, and he is about to follow behind him. He hadn't even thought about calling first.

Mo Ye understood this, but she just suddenly got up and wanted to play tricks on him. Knowing that the person behind her was about to follow, she didn't plan to turn back yet, and continued to maintain the speed of her steps.

Mo Ye was going to wait for a sudden turn, and then spend a good time admiring someone's rare trace of panic, but suddenly, the familiar footsteps behind him that were getting closer and closer suddenly disappeared!

At this point, she finally couldn't help but turn around, and her footsteps stopped unconsciously.

Behind the street. Up to a long distance. I didn't see that familiar figure.

Could it be the footsteps I just heard? Just a delusion?

Mo Ye stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his upper lip, the puzzled expression in his eyes flashed, and he was only slightly stunned for a moment. That is, he withdrew his gaze from Tou Yuan, decided not to bother with this illusory suspicion for the time being, and prepared to turn around and continue walking towards the Song Mansion.

But as soon as she turned around, she couldn't help but look surprised in her eyes, and she unconsciously raised her eyebrows.

……

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You've long since found out?

Be......

So how are you prepared?

Belch......

Mo Ye was going to play tricks on Wu Shu, but she didn't expect that this idea had just formed in her mind, and her careful thought was taken away by Wu Shu effortlessly, and turned her hand and slapped it on her head.

Looking at the back of Wu Shu leading the way in front of him, listening to his faint words, Mo Ye secretly sighed: Fortunately, I didn't meet my opponent this time. Otherwise, his every move that has not yet made a move and is still in a state of thought is so clearly figured out by the other party, it is extremely easy for the other party to play to death.

Whether it is from the depth of thought, the height of martial arts, or the special equipment that carries the small box, he is more than one step away from Wu Shu.

I have been learning martial arts with Wu Shu for three years, although the meeting with him during this period is intermittent, and there will be a time interruption for several months without seeing each other, and the number of martial arts he passed over should not belong to his original intention, to be precise, he is just a representative of the professor, and he passed on Li Gai's professor's wishes, but Mo Ye still unconsciously regarded Wu Shu as a master, and faintly regarded him as a target for martial arts.

In any case, she will not take Li Gai as a target to chase on the road to martial arts. Not only her, but I am afraid that the people in this world who can catch up with Li Gai in martial arts are definitely difficult to count in the face. And as a person who has just glimpsed the martial realm, Mo Ye is not so greedy.

Since the last time we separated in the Xiao family's medicine house, I haven't seen Wu Shu for a few days, which was the norm in the past, and Mo Ye didn't miss it because of this. It's just that this time he came to her, and he came a little suddenly, seeing his hurried steps, it seemed that there was something big, but he didn't say anything for the time being, which made her can't help but have some thoughts in her heart.

Following Wu Shu through two relatively secluded streets, looking at the buildings around him with a solemn and rigorous construction style and some familiarity, Mo Ye suddenly understood.

Uncle, are we at the Commandery's Mansion again? Mo Ye didn't stop, looked at Wu Shu's back and asked, won't it be like the last time I came?

This time, the Commander wants to see you. Wu Shu suddenly stopped and turned around, and at the same time he also pulled out a black cloth belt from his tight sleeve, adults have to be alone, before going to that place, you need to blindfold.

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After a few words of conversation with the maid Xiao Qiang in the house in the afternoon, I learned that Cen Chi would stay in the temple for a while in the afternoon, and the two Xiangfu guards who escorted Cen Chi here today finally stopped waiting at the temple gate like two javelins, and rested in the corner room of the outer courtyard of the small temple.

After eating the rice sent by the temple monk at noon, the stewed vegetables in clear water and several wooden barrels of steamed rice made the two Xiangfu senior generals, who usually have no meal and no meat, feel that their mouths are lightly sour.

The two of them could still endure a meal, but not long after lunch, a monk brought a pot of tea......

So, in the corner room next to the temple gate, I saw two young men with knives sitting opposite each other across a small table, staring at a coarse porcelain teapot in the center of the table with introverted eyes, but they were all in a daze, no one moved the teacup for a long time, just waiting for a pot of hot tea to slowly cool down.

The two of them sat like this for a long time, and the gaze of the Prime Minister on the left side of the table, which had been falling on the spout of the teapot, suddenly moved. For some reason, he spoke seemingly casually. But it finally broke the silence in the room that was about to freeze: I heard many people say that this young man surnamed Cen is a natural genius.

He spoke in a tone that looked like he was talking to himself, but now it was just him and another Xiangfu Guardian in the room. Of course, he said this to the nurse who sat against him.

The Xiangfu Nurse sitting on the right side of the table quickly responded: Not only do others say this, but Xiangye and Gongzi also think so. However, it is precisely because Xiangye and Gongzi are so praised that others will say so!

The person mentioned in the words of the two was naturally Cen Chi, who was escorted by them today. It's just that his words don't contain much respect for Cen Chi, at least not like Xiao Qiang's reverence for Cen Chi.

These two people have strong martial arts and are two of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion who directly serve the prime minister. Prime Minister Shi Xin ranked them according to the comprehensive ability of these ten generals, and now the one sitting on the left of the table is Feng Jiu, and the one on the right of the table is two levels higher than Feng Jiu. Known as Tian Qi.

As their appellation indicates. The ten generals only retained their own family names in their titles. The name is directly replaced by the ability sorting. The background of the ten generals is not high, and the original name is not meritorious, and this arrangement of the prime minister's house is simple and clear. None of them objected.

However, although Feng Jiu and Tian Qi have both entered the ranks of the ten generals, in the general ranking of the ten generals, both of them are ranked at the bottom. But even so, in the Xiangfu Nursing Academy, they can be regarded as having a good identity.

The members of the Ten Families had escorted Shi Jing's carriage to the gate of the palace more than once, and Feng Jiu and Tian Qi were naturally no exception. I have seen the kind of battle pomp of the emperor's family, in addition to exercising their good discipline, it has also faintly increased some of the arrogance in their hearts. For the guests and even the staff of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they did not have much real respect, and most of the time they only obeyed the Prime Minister's instructions. An attitude of routine.

Responsible for the task of traveling safely for the guests of the Prime Minister's Mansion, this is not the first time that these two people have done it. However, they rarely came into contact with Cen Chi, except that when Cen Chi lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he rarely went out to visit friends and went to the restaurant, and he didn't go upstairs to linger in the flowers, so he had very few opportunities to be escorted.

In addition, Cen Chi often left the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time, so two of the ten generals in the mansion almost became his exclusive guards. And because of this kind of guard duty, once these two guards followed Cen Chi out of the mansion, they would not return for a long time, so that the members of the ten generals in the other mansions could hardly contact this somewhat special guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Therefore, since yesterday afternoon after receiving the task of accompanying Cen Chi to visit the temple today, Feng Jiu and Tian Qi, who were in charge of this matter, were a little curious. For Cen Chi, they unconsciously paid more attention. Along the way, what he saw and felt about Cen Chi on the road was also very different from the officialdom and strict palace that the two of them usually see.

This prodigy, who is valued and respected by the prime minister and the son, is actually very close to an ordinary person, and he did not give others anything because of the importance of the prime minister and the son.

However, the reason why he is close to an ordinary person is because from a detailed point of view, the feeling he gives to these two nurses is still different from ordinary people.

Traveling with him today, there is also Shi Sangongzi's maid Xiaoqiang who has long been arranged for Cen Chi to serve him. Xiao Qiang is considered a more qualified servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she has stayed by Cen Chi's side for a long time, but when she walked with Cen Chi, Feng and Tian Erren, who were bystanders, deeply felt her redundancy, to be precise, it was the world difference between her and Cen Chi.

I don't know how Cen Chi usually can stand her......

Along the way, Xiao Qiang was almost constantly chattering and asking questions, and Cen Chi had always been very patient with her. If in such a situation, the maximum patience table is to know everything, then the patience that Cen Chi table xiàn comes out will be a step further, and there are questions that must be answered.

The maid Xiaoqiang he faced was not a student of the academy. If you are a scholar, most of the questions you ask should be confined to teaching books. But all the questions that Xiaoqiang asks come from her curiosity, and this kind of questions that are piled up with shallow knowledge or even ignorance are often unanswered. But it is in this questioning environment that Cen Chi can still give answers that satisfy Xiaoqiang's curiosity and persuade her to doubt.

For example, Xiao Qiang asked about the origin of the small temple, and the answer to this question seems to be difficult to explain and the origin is complicated. Cen Chi only gave a brief explanation, saying that the small temple had been stored here for a long time. Later, Kyoto was expanded, and the new siege that was extended to enclose the small temple into the inner city, so the small temple was also expanded. Xiao Qiang was naturally not interested in learning about some rigid information related to the year, the founder and the system, and Cen Chi just skipped it.

Again, Xiao Qiang also asked why Nancheng was so empty and there was no house in such a large place. All bamboos are planted. It's a ridiculous question, like a person pointing to a tree and asking why it grows here. However, Cen Chi not only did not show a boring expression on his face about this question, but still slowly answered it.

Following his introductory explanation, the two Feng and Tian, who had been behind them and listened quietly, also realized that under all the green bamboos in the southern city, the filling was all the construction waste left after the new construction of the old city. In such soil, only plants with strong rhizomes, such as bamboo, can survive and grow well.

When the old city was pushed down, two hills were piled up of broken bricks and rubble. At that time, the reason why the urban construction team of the Ministry of Industry had to spend a lot of effort to pull this huge building to the south of the city was because it was under this quiet bamboo forest. It used to be a mudflat.

This mudflat has always been a problem for the imperial court. The Great Zhou ruled for more than 300 years. It was not until later that the imperial capital was moved here, and this problem was not resolved. The point is that the Ministry of Engineering cannot measure the depth of the mudflat. Therefore, it is impossible to calculate and formulate a dredging plan, and condone this silent abyss-like quagmire of 'eating' people for hundreds of years.

Later, when Wang Chi entered Beijing and became a new country, the first thing he considered was to pick out the problems around the imperial capital.

Emperor Zhao thought of the same method as Emperor Zhou, which was also the method of filling and filling. It's just that the measures of the two dynasties to govern the world are slightly different, the Zhao country is newly established, full of vitality, and what is in the social planning will soon be put into action. At the same time, thanks to a great talent in this area, not only dare to think. It also made the emperor agree with him...... After the old city wall was dismantled, all the waste materials were filled in here to level the mudflat. The enormity of the project is evident, and it also reflects the terrible existence of this geographical existence.

For hundreds of years. I don't know how many lives have been swallowed up in this mudflat. After the reign of Shokoku, the Imperial Court spent a lot of money to fill in the area, and while expanding the area of the inner city of Kyoto, it also solved the problem of evacuation of waste materials nearby, forever removing the security threat posed to the residents of Kyoto by the place of execution in the south of the city, and it was also a success of manpower against natural threats.

However, although the mud swamp is flat, the unnamed lake next to the mud swamp remains. I don't know if it's because the mire has swallowed up too many people's lives, and the resentment is still gone, or if it has its own bad soil problems, and the water of Weiming Lake adjacent to the mire shows a dark green color all year round.

The Ministry of Industry was appointed emperor. The question now is how to clean up the lake from its strange colors, rather than filling in the mire, which is straightforward and costly, as was the case in the past.

People can't live without water. Most people who have dug ditches and built ponds know that it is not possible to retain water by digging a pit anywhere. Lakes are the spiritual eyes of the earth, and any lake that naturally forms on the ground and has the ability to store water is a God-given resource. The mud swamp next to the unidentified lake is of no use, but this huge lake is huge. If the governance yields results, it is a heavy fortune for the Zhao country.

After Cen Chi explained this problem, Xiao Qiang, who was walking in the bamboo forest, thought that the land under her feet had swallowed many lives, and she couldn't help but shudder. Fortunately, she didn't walk on the shore of the dark green water-colored Weiming Lake, otherwise she would have trembled all over.

However, because of Cen Chi's answers, Feng and Tian, who were in the same company, thought of the Ministry of Industry demolishing the old city and building a new city. Taking into account the grand scene when filling this murderous quagmire, the mood can't help but be a little high-spirited. From this large area of quiet bamboo forest, thinking that this large area was once full of man-eating swamps, these two famous Xiangfu Nursing Homes couldn't help but be shaken.

In fact, Cen Chi answered this question. It's not that far away, it happened about seven years ago. However, because the imperial court took the initiative to keep this matter secret, and the place was not built into a prosperous commercial area in the end, the flow of people was not large, so after a few years. Few people talked about it, and few people were interested in it. These pasts are like stones in a wall. Quiet and cold pressed underground, obscured by the tightly intertwined rhizomes of a patch of green bamboo. It was obviously just a few years ago, but when it was mentioned in its entirety, it seemed to have been sealed in the dust for a long time.

Perhaps only one day, when the water of Weiming Lake is no longer green, it will no longer affect people's vision and body, and this place will naturally become a lively business district. There will be people here to discuss the pioneering work of this place!

However, this does not mean that no one can know and mention this matter here, but there are very few people who mention it. And when Cen Chifu mentioned this matter, the two Xiangfu Nursing Yuan, who were not as narrow as a woman at all, immediately felt shocked.

However, the thing that shocked the two along the way seemed to be just this one.

This is mainly because of Cen Chi's answer. It's all for Xiao Qiang. Although Feng and Tian walked together all the way, they did not interject a word. And Xiao Qiang, just a maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion, what big questions can she ask? It's just the kind of trivial questions that women have in their hearts.

When the group of four arrived at the small temple, even such trivial and boring questions were gone.

Soon after arriving at the temple gate, Cen Chi and Xiao Qiang were not behind the compact cascading buildings of the small temple. The two Xiangfu nursing homes who couldn't leave their bodies couldn't enter the inner house, and the two people who stayed in the quiet room finally felt the real boredom and boredom. Along the way, the respect for Cen Chi that had just been ignited in their hearts was also diluted by this boredom and boredom, and more importantly, they suddenly had another opinion on Cen Chi.

After the two-sentence conversation. Feng and Tian, who were sitting opposite each other at the table, fell silent.

The two of them are both a test for Prime Minister Shi Jing. People who have done heavy things. Of course, his temperament is different from that of ordinary servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion, at least not the type of person who talks a lot. But silence doesn't mean they don't think about it, after a moment. Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the left side of the table and spoke first, said: I don't understand, how could such a talented person like to come to such a place and become friends with a monk.

Who knows? Tian Qi, who was sitting upright on the right side of the table, was looking down at the saber resting on his lap at this time, and said casually: Those guests in the mansion seem to have their own hobbies that are different from ordinary people, we can only be responsible for the things arranged by the Xiangye, and we don't care about other things. However, this Mr. Cen is really good-tempered, and it seems that it is precisely because of his frequent contact with monks and Buddhas. It will be weaker, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

I hope he doesn't overdo it. Feng Jiu suddenly smiled and said: If he has the idea of being born because of this, Xiangye may have a headache.

You're thinking too much. Tian Qi withdrew his gaze from the horizontal knife on his lap, looked sideways at the next door, shook his head slightly and said: I think that only people who can't think of it will escape into the empty door, which is an act of evasion. And I don't think a person with a mind like him can't think of anything. Xiangye has so many problems to ask him for solutions, he can deal with them every time, how could he let himself fall into that kind of dilemma. Fundamentally speaking, we should not doubt Xiangye's vision.

That's just as well. Feng Jiu smiled slightly when he heard this, being thin is also the norm of life, and I thought about it because of the place. However, if Cen Chi had more exchanges with the monk, would he be fine, but the monk would be vulgar?

You can't just say that. Tian Qi's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, his face was slightly solemn, and he said slowly: Xixin's prestige in this temple is very high, and this small temple and Xixin's prestige have also won the approval of the current emperor, let's not joke about this matter casually.

Well, no kidding, let's get serious. Feng Jiu, who had been a little frivolous since he spoke, smiled on his face, and after a pause, he lowered his voice and said solemnly: You know what? Last year, Cen Chi left the Prime Minister's Mansion and traveled abroad for almost a year, during which he was inseparable from the fourth and fifth day of the road, so as to fulfill the responsibility of the Xiangye to protect him. However, in the last days when he was about to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the fourth and fifth children stayed in this small temple for a few days, and by an unexpected chance, they discovered that Xixin's martial arts cultivation was far higher than that of outsiders.

Tian Qi was surprised when he heard this: The two sides have fought each other?

Not really. Feng Jiu shook his head, you know, this small temple does not allow people with sharp weapons to enter. The fourth and fifth were responsible for secretly protecting Cen Chi, but they only hid outside the temple and did not follow closely step by step. However, they didn't expect to meet another master of unknown origin on the way, and when they were about to fight, Xixin came out. After a slight pause, he finished the last sentence, Xixin only showed a little, and the other masters retreated by themselves.

Tian Qi groaned and asked again: Do you know who the master of that road is going to?

Feng Jiu thought for a while and said: It seems that they came to Xixin, because they may not know Xixin's true cultivation like us; Some of them seemed to be going for Cen Chi. Because they may not know that someone is secretly protecting him, in short, it will not be looking for a monk in the temple. Dozens of monks who eat fasting and chant Buddha are extremely bland, and there is no need to alarm such a master to kill them directly in the temple. When the fourth and fifth came back, they said that they could only feel it when they met the two masters head-on. They should be chasing the unnamed third passer-by, but they only feel the breath of the third passer-by.

In this way, the third passerby who disappeared and walked away has a little stronger martial arts cultivation than the fourth and fifth passers-by, which is a bit strange. Tian Qi knocked on the table with his fingers, paused for a moment before staring at Feng Jiu's face, and said, Xiang Ye should already know about this matter, so he will naturally have a plan. It's just that I don't know. You tell me that Xixin's martial arts are unfathomable. What the hell does it mean?

Let's put it bluntly, I don't think Xixin is like a monk. Feng Jiu squinted slightly, and added: Maybe. He wasn't a monk at all.

Lie. Tian Qi slowly tapped his fingers on the table and suddenly stopped, Xixin served as the host of the bamboo temple, and on the day of the altar, someone from the court came to give a speech. If you say something like this, you are indirectly questioning the decisions of the imperial court.

Feng Jiu's eyes froze slightly, and he moved his upper lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he just closed his mouth and fell into silence.

The ranking of the skills of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion mainly tends to the level of martial arts cultivation, but they are not completely equal to a group of thugs. Protecting the personal safety of the prime minister also represents. They need to have a certain amount of wisdom to judge something. The danger factors that can deal with the prime minister, in addition to the deceit in the court, some dark forces in the court are certainly not as simple as brutal thugs.

If you simply rank another seat according to the depth of resourcefulness and cleverness, at this time, sitting on the right side of the table, Tian Qi, who ranks seventh among the ten generals, may fall to the ninth position of Feng Jiu, but Feng Jiu will not only have to climb two places. Feng Jiu's martial arts are much inferior to Tian Qi, and he is three years younger than Tian Qi, but he is a rare person with a delicate mind among the ten generals. And he also has a very keen sense of smell in conspiracy theories, and can naturally connect some seemingly unrelated clues.

For example, today, from Xixin's good relationship with Cen Chi, coupled with his extremely deep and powerful martial arts, coupled with Xixin's faint honor from the nobleman in the palace, Feng Jiu has already faintly smelled the implication between these three things.

However, he only had a vague feeling, and it was not real, more blurry than the silent, colorless, and touchless fragments he saw in his dreams. But in reality, his sense of smell in this matter is not wrong. If he knew Xixin's true identity, to be exact, it was the real relationship with Cen Chi. The smell he smelled today could be quickly put into practice.

But the truth of such an identity, Feng Jiu is afraid that he will not know it in his lifetime. Except for Xi Xin himself and his two fellow disciples who have an extraordinary relationship with him, such information is only known to the high-ranking members of the royal families of Beiyan and Nanzhao. With Feng Jiu's identity, there is no chance to come into contact with such a group of people.

There are also wise people among the poor, but because of their status, their range of actions is limited. No matter how keen the wisdom is, it can only gradually fade into the short calculations of the parents of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and they will not be able to ascend to the high hall. It is precisely because of this law that no matter how close Feng Jiu is to that truth, he can't quickly expose it.

Not only that, but in his personal circle, such an inference. Maybe it's more of a joke that doesn't attract the attention of someone who needs to care about it.

But fortunately, Xi Xin and Cen Chi will not be troubled by suspicion of this identity secret for the time being. One can continue to ring the bell and chant the Buddha and become a monk. The other can also continue to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion and continue to be his doorman more easily.

Tian Qi saw that Feng Jiu suddenly didn't say anything, but he realized a problem because of this, and said in a slightly slower tone: Xiao Jiu, my tone was a little stiffer just now. If you hadn't treated me as a brother, you wouldn't have said it to me this far, sorry.

Feng Jiu came back to his senses from the silence and contemplation, and said with a smile: Seventh brother is right, it is me who is easy to speak impulsively. I don't know if I want to plant this mouth in the future, and I hope that Brother Qi will forgive more. Remind the younger brother more.

Tian Qi Chong Feng Jiu smiled and nodded.

Human beings should be the most malleable species in the world, and even twins will have different personalities. The ten generals are all people who were taken in by the Prime Minister for training when they were children, and they were trained and cultivated by the Prime Minister's Kung Fu Teaching. Living together, they make up for some of the dilapidated home feelings. The biggest thing is to have a complete sense of brotherhood and community.

And this kind of strategy of training and cultivating ten generals is really something that Prime Minister Shi Jing has emphasized many times on kung fu teaching.

The bridge embankment collapsed due to cracks, and the cause was ruined by disagreements, and the great cause was great. It needs more help. The prime minister hopes that his helpers in any aspect can be a stable whole. In this way, he can devote himself to doing what the head of a group should do.

On the question of how the ten families will be concentric comrades. The prime minister adopted the method of emotional refinement, and now it seems that his strategy has achieved initial success.

Before the ten generals entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, none of them had their own mature thoughts, which led them to be more easily bound by feelings. The reason for this development may be largely due to the fact that they no longer have any relatives, worries, or burdens outside the Prime Minister's Mansion. The ten generals are brothers, and the prime minister is the master of their spirit and survival.

However, I'm afraid no one knows that the prime minister's method of cultivating the ten generals is to imitate the supreme venerable in the palace. And the prime minister himself doesn't know, it's just this part of Kyoto. How many bureaucrats are there exactly. Spreading another layer of imitation, he cultivates his own martial arts masters. For example, the two masters from the Gao Yu family who offended the small temple more than a month ago. is a case in point.

It's just that such a family general is likely to be a servant family general forever, which is different from the group of people cultivated by the emperor's family. Only the supreme who holds the power of the world sitting firmly on the dragon chair can give a formal explanation to such a group of people from humble and broken backgrounds, with twists and turns in their backgrounds but good skills. There are already faint cracks between the generals of the Gao Yu family. And for the people of other bureaucrats, problems will also come sooner or later.

No one in the world wants to be someone else's servant for the rest of his life, and the strength of his own skills can encourage this kind of thinking to move forward to practical action. But in these bureaucrats, there is not much possibility of rising the status space that can be given to them.

However, in such an era of distinction between dignity and inferiority, people in the position of superiority rarely consider the feelings of their subordinates from this perspective. In fact, ordinary subordinates do not have the ability to turn the faint resentment in their hearts into reality. However, generals with strong martial arts and a certain ability to think independently may be an exception.

But even though this kind of existence that threatens the upper class has loomed heresy, in the inertia of the thinking of the Venerable Master, it is still natural for those Venerable Masters to regard them as inferior. There will be no exception to think too much about them.

There is also a possibility that it is because this group of family generals appeared a little suddenly after all, and it lasted relatively short, and the world is not yet mature to grasp the disadvantages of their existence. But if one day, the problems accumulate to a certain thickness and explode all together, it will be very terrible.

However, no matter what fate they have to accept in the future, at least for the time being, the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion are still brothers with a very strong relationship. Therefore, Tian Qi was able to quickly apologize to Feng Jiu when he realized that his tone was inappropriate, and he would not feel that this move would be a shame just because his seat was two levels higher than Feng Jiu. In front of brothers, there is no need to put on a shelf, and the problem of face is also stored, but it is stored in the respect between each other.

Tian Qi hung the saber resting on his lap back between the metal buckles on his waist, and then raised his hand to serve the tea on his table. However, his fingers only reached for the teacup, touched the coarse porcelain appearance of the teacup, and then took it back. After pondering for a while, he suddenly said: Xiao Jiu, I suddenly thought, if this idea of yours is possible, then ......

Feng Jiu noticed the strange expression on his face as early as when Tian Qi put away the knife. Although Tian Qi's mind is not as agile as Feng Jiu, this master, who ranks seventh among the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, has a major strength in his thinking characteristics, that is, he takes things very seriously.

Although there was still a serious suspicion in his tone, he did not directly deny the point of Feng Jiu's questioning, but was willing to try to discuss this issue head-on, which was already a sign of his belief in it.

Feng Jiu condensed slightly, he didn't want to talk about this thing that hurt his brother's harmony again, but now that Tian Qi also believed it a little, he quickly picked up that conversation again, and said slowly: Cen Chi doesn't have many friends, he treats people well, this doesn't mean that he is really willing to make friends with everyone, it's just his habit. This may also show that he is in the Prime Minister's Mansion, at least in the circle of people we can reach. He didn't have a single friend.

But that's not normal. Xiangye and Gongzi attach so much importance to him, and the feelings invested in him can be a lot more than the other guests, and he should not react at all. Feng Jiu looked at Tian Qi. Finish these words with an emphasis on tone.

Tian Qisi took a breath and was silent for a moment before saying: Do you mean that the weight of Xiangye and Gongzi in Cen Chi's heart is actually less than a friend?

To be precise, it is not as important as the monk in this temple. Feng Jiu smiled lightly without any warmth, but if it weren't for the power of this monk, I probably wouldn't have pondered this aspect so nerve-wrackingly.

Tian Qi leaned on the edge of the table and leaned over towards Feng Jiu, and said in a slightly dry voice: What do you say?

If he is just an ordinary monk who can no longer be ordinary, Cen Chi has a relationship with him. No matter how close they are, they are still just friends. So. Even if he didn't regard Xiangye and Gongzi as his best friends. Judging from the identities of Xiangye and Gongzi, Xiangye and Gongzi may not regard him as best friends, and there is more of a cooperative relationship between them.

Feng Jiu took a deep breath when he said this. sorted out the still vague conceptual image in his heart, and then slowly continued: Xi Xin's identity is almost like a monk's bald head, so simple that he can't distinguish a little impurity, but his martial arts are high, but it faintly exposes a trace of doubt in his identity.

Tian Qi sat back on the chair and straightened up, but he quickly sank down a little weakly as he clinged to the back of the chair. After pondering for a moment, he said calmly: I don't quite understand what you mean by that.

Feng Jiu sighed and said: When a person's ability is too much higher than his position, it will always feel a little abrupt, and there will always be a reason.

After a moment's hesitation. He finally said all the doubts in his heart: I don't think that if Xiangye becomes a commoner one day, he will be willing to be a commoner who plows the fields and fishes for a living; I also don't think that if one day the dynasty changes hands, and His Majesty the Emperor hides in the mountains with the remnants of his army, he will always be willing to live an ordinary life with the purpose of hiding and saving his life.

Tian Qi's eyes widened slightly when he heard this.

Take the analogy between the head of his own family and the supreme of the whole country, even if this analogy is only virtual, but Feng Jiu can say this, it is not arrogant. However, Tian Qi didn't say the word rebuke as before, because he was also vaguely aware of a problem, waiting for Feng Jiu's next revelation.

The strength of power can increase people's confidence, and it is pride that is always accompanied by faith. Feng Jiu said calmly, I don't believe that a person with such strong martial arts and who has not yet reached the age of decay would be willing to shrink into such a small temple and do the thing of ringing bells and reciting scriptures for the rest of his life. In addition, he was able to get the closeness of Cen Chi, a talented and arrogant person who treats anyone well, but at the same time keeps a distance from anyone, or that the two have the same smell as each other, which shows that his heart is not as plain as that of ordinary monks.

After a slight pause, he said in an emphatic tone: "This, that is, I suspect that he is not a monk in the first place.

Your inference is very absurd until it is supported by actual evidence. Tian Qi first denied Feng Jiu's sentence. Touching the hilt of the saber on his waist, and after pondering for a moment, he said in affirmativeness: But if your inference is correct, then this inference will be extended to bring more difficult and doubtful things.

If you want to seek evidence, you can only report the inference process of this matter to Xiangye and Gongzi, and they are the ones who have the means, it only depends on whether they are willing to investigate. Feng Jiu said in a steady voice: No matter what, as a member of the Ten Generals, I will speak up bluntly about anything that may endanger the interests of the Xiangye.

Don't be impulsive just yet. Tian Qi turned his head sideways. Stretched out two fingers and shook Feng Jiu, and then said softly: You said this to Xiang Ye at this time, have you considered what Xiang Ye will think of you?

Feng Jiu was slightly stunned. Then he said slightly anxiously: I can't ......

Tian Qiping stretched out a palm and pressed it on the table without strength, although it only made a slight sound, he suppressed the words that Feng Jiu wanted to rush out of his throat.

Xiao Jiu, just now you also said that you might be dragged down by your own fast mouth. Tell me to remind you more, and listen to my brother......

Tian Qi coughed dryly, clearing his mind because he had said too many things that should not be talked about at this time, and he felt slightly nervous, so his throat was a little dry, and his mind was also calm. Then he slowly continued: It's not that we have lost Xiangye's favor for our own selfishness, it's just that now Cen Chi is being reused by Xiangye, and at this time, you go and tell him these unfounded words. To deny Cen Chi, Xiangye may not believe it all. You told Xiang Ye these things, in order to make Xiang Ye wary, but if you can't achieve this goal, Xiang Ye will annoy you. Isn't it too much to lose?

Feng Jiu fell silent and calmed down a bit.

Let's keep an eye on it for now. You don't have to worry. Although Xixin's martial arts are strong, the strength of one person is not the opponent of the sum of the strength of a legion after all. As for Cen Chi's side, if there is any abnormal movement, only one of the ten generals will be able to completely control him. He has great things, but his weaknesses are also obvious.

Tian Qi suddenly sighed when he said this, and said quietly: However, my attitude towards this matter is that I don't want things to deteriorate in this direction. If these things do not exist, Cen Chi should be a perfect person in terms of wisdom and character, and the attitude of Xiangye and Gongzi towards him is not false, and it is not without reason. What's more, such people are rare in this world after all, and they are all opportunities, and it will always be a pity to lose them.

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After Wu Shu left, Mo Ye waited honestly and quietly for Li Gai's arrival in the dusty but well-lit study that seemed to be a secret location, but she felt that she had waited for a long time, and still no one came in, so she was about to be a little honest and quiet.

It was still so quiet outside, so quiet that it seemed as if time had stopped, if it weren't for the hunger in her stomach, and even she would have heard the sound of the feeding drum in her stomach, Mo Ye would probably think that she was not in a dream at this time.

The surrounding qiē seemed to become unreal, but Mo Ye knew that this was an almost hallucinatory feeling that a person was prone to after being locked up for too long-