The top of Cangshan, April in the world.

The palace is majestic, towering into the top of the clouds, and the disciples walk through it, just like a fairyland on earth.

Zhao Jinlan walked through the corridor, came to the door of her daughter's room, pushed the door and walked in.

Zhao Qingnian opened his eyes, retracted his hands, looked at the visitor and said suspiciously: "Mother? ”

Zhao Jinlan came to her bed and sat down, took her hand and said with concern: "Nian'er, how is your practice today?" ”

Zhao Qingnian was silent, she stretched out her hand, palm facing up, a miniature version of the guqin slowly rotated in the palm of her hand, surrounded by an extremely rich aura.

Zhao Jinlan was overjoyed when she saw this: "Jiuxiao Qingyin is completely compatible with you!" ”

Zhao Qingnian nodded, and then saw her mother looking at her with a familiar look: "Nian'er, since you have already met the Jiuxiao Qingyin, then you should be the next head of April in the world, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, my mother has already chosen a date, just half a month later, how about it?" ”

Zhao Qingnian frowned: "Mother, the child thinks it's inappropriate." ”

"Oh? What's wrong? ”

"The child has been cultivating in the mountains since he was a child, and has never gone down to the mountain to experience all kinds of things in the world, and the child feels that his mood is not enough to take on the responsibility of being in charge."

Zhao Jinlan sighed: "Nian'er, the people under the mountain are sinister, you have to listen to your mother's words, your mother is a person who has come over, and she will not harm you." ”

The mother had premeditated this time, and she couldn't allow her to resist, from childhood to adulthood.

Zhao Qingnian hung his head in silence, Zhao Jinlan saw this, and he didn't have the idea of saying more, her daughter has never disobeyed her since she was a child, and she wants to come this time too.

Zhao Jinlan went out by herself, feeling comfortable.

After Zhao Jinlan left, Zhao Qingnian got out of bed, closed the open door, and for a while, she leaned behind the door, with a rare look of confusion in her eyes.

In July of the thirteenth year of Heng'an, in April, the world generously contracted all the restaurants in Jiangling City, and invited all the knights to drink.

Signboards were hung in front of the restaurants everywhere, making the already bustling streets even more lively, and the shopkeepers and Xiao Er greeted them at the door, with warm smiles on their faces.

The young swordsman walked into the restaurant, he was just out of the rivers and lakes, and he was not very well-informed, so he asked a hero next to him: "Strange, why did the world invite us to drink in April?" ”

The hero was drinking by himself, and when he heard the words, he put down the wine bowl: "Harm, you don't know this?" The young head of April in the world, who has achieved success in cultivation, is about to become the new head, so it is natural to celebrate such a happy event. ”

The swordsman was deeply surprised: "That young master only passed last year, and he will take office this year?" Then Zhao Zhangmen is also relieved? ”

The hero sighed: "Otherwise, how can you say that people are extremely talented, besides, what is not at ease, people Zhao doesn't care, a few of us have nothing to do with people, what do you care." ”

"Yes." He leaned his neck and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and whispered to himself: "It's really not easy for a young girl to provoke such a heavy guts." ”

"Who's to say it's not."

The rumors were disturbed, and in a blink of an eye, it swept through the entire rivers and lakes like a gust of wind, and at the same time, the invitation with the gilded cover was also sent from April to all major sects in the world.

Half a month later, the night before the ceremony, Zhao Qingnian went to find Zhao Jinlan alone.

Surrounded by clouds and mist in the main hall, Zhao Jinlan was worried, her fingers left Zhao Qingnian's wrist, and she said hurriedly: "Tomorrow is the ceremony of the head of the family, how should this be good!" ”

Zhao Qingnian looked at Zhao Jinlan, his eyes were as calm as water: "Mother, the heads of the April dynasties in the world have never required the heads to be present. ”

"But can it be the same this time?" Zhao Jinlan was so anxious that she blurted out unconsciously.

Zhao Qingnian asked her rhetorically: "Why is it different this time?" ”

Facing her daughter's puzzled eyes, Zhao Jinlan was speechless for a while, what should she say?

Said that if she wanted to get acquainted with the outstanding disciples of various sects, it would be best to agree with the young pavilion master of the Listening Wind Pavilion, so that her mother could have a glance at the precious information inside, and it was best to get a glimpse of her father's traces from it?

Seeing that his mother had nothing to say, Zhao Qingnian guessed it in his heart.

There has never been such a precedent in April in the world, and her mother is so eager to let her take office, so that she can find her father wholeheartedly, right? The father who is said to have died young.

It's always been like this since I was a child.

Zhao Qingnian took a few steps back, and a cool voice echoed in the empty hall: "Mother, the child's body is disordered, and he must retreat and meditate to cultivate. ”

After speaking, she quit herself, and along the way, there were constantly disciples saluting her, Zhao Qingnian walked unhurriedly, and responded one after another, but her face became more and more pale.

Turning the corridor, she returned to her room, and she couldn't hold it anymore, the aura in her body was whistling and shaking, and the internal force couldn't wait to peel off from it.

On the second day, Zuijiang Yuemen came and went, and there were constantly the disciples of the major factions and the chivalrous guests of the rivers and lakes who came to congratulate, Zhao Jinlan and the five elders lacked skills, and saw that the sun was in the sky, and the huge restaurant was full, so she had some time to rest.

She finally took advantage of the gap to rub her stiff face, and in a blink of an eye, someone came forward to greet her, and Zhao Jinlan put up a smile to deal with it.

The feast ended with everyone's congratulations, and the deeds of the new head were also rumored, and anyone could say a few words.

It is rumored that she lost her father when she was young, and then carefully taught by Zhao Jinlan, she showed extraordinary talent at a young age, and at the age of seven, she obtained the spiritual weapon Jiuxiao Qingyin, and since then she has abandoned swordsmanship, and has devoted herself to studying music and rhythm, and successfully matched with Jiuxiao Qingyin half a month ago, and her practice has reached a higher level.

Some people say that she deserves to be the pride of the sky, and some people say that she is just good luck, the journey was smooth, she has never been hit, she stands tall, and she falls hard.

For example, at this ceremony, the new head did not come out to show his face, which disappointed countless knights who came to come, so some people speculated whether she was making too fast progress and fell into hidden dangers, and she is still cultivating.

The immortal genius of April in the world, it is rumored that she is an immortal, unstained with mortal dust, and everything about her seems to be able to easily set off a rumor.

No matter what the world thinks, this feast is still a successful end, and within a few days, Zhao Jinlan couldn't wait to throw the affairs of the door to the elders, and it is said that he went down the mountain to travel all over the world without a trace.

Since Zhao Qingnian succeeded to the throne, the new heads of the major factions have not been left behind, and the rivers and lakes have set off a new page.

It stands to reason that Zhao Qingnian, who has not disobeyed his mother since he was a child, should also listen to his mother's words, stay in the sect honestly, be her head well, and be admired by thousands of people.

Zhao Qingnian carried the package on his back, walked on the hidden path in the back mountain, and smiled slightly.

She doesn't.