Chapter 92: Returning Home with Brocade Clothes Must Be Broken (2)

When the people of Chongwu saw the Qingling who walked out of the golden chariot, they were all stunned.

The silver peony floor-length skirt has a crimson brocade belt embroidered with complex and luxurious dark patterns around the waist, and countless small pearls and gems are inlaid in between. The wind is blowing sideburns, holding a carver of extremely good carver red jade coral step shaking, the glass pendant gently brushes the jade face, lightly applies lead Hua, and the face is peerless.

The smile with slightly curved eyebrows and clear eyes is clearly still the little six in memory.

But again, it's so different.

A cautious gesture, a touch of amazement when smiling, and a complicated heart in the eyes......

She's changed after all.

"Master."

Qing Ling stepped forward to salute Mo Qian, and saw the five senior brothers one by one.

Mo Qian's expression was still as cold as a transcendent birth, but his eyes were fixed on Qing Ling for a long time, revealing a little melancholy. He lives in Chongwu and doesn't care about the government, but he always pays attention to Qingling's every move in the capital, how can he not know what she has stirred up in the past year?

After all, she is still the daughter of the emperor's family......

Li Zhong was the first to come back to his senses, his mouth half open, "Oh my God, Xiaoliu, you really became the emperor of Chaoyan!" ”

It's one thing to hear about it, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes. Qing Ling had also sent many gifts and letters to Chongwu as the emperor before, but how could those things be compared to the reborn person in front of him? Growing up together since childhood, the little junior sister who only knows how to be lazy and greedy has become like this!

Qing Ling glanced at the female officer who was following closely behind, and bowed her head towards Li Zhong with a dignified demeanor, "Fifth senior brother." ”

Li Zhong only felt that the thunder was rolling, and he urgently needed to find a wall to hit his head, so that he could wake up from the nightmare early.

Arrange check-in and other matters, Qing Ling ordered his entourage to stay in Yuefeng, and he followed Mo Qian and others to the Tang Court on the main peak.

Tangting is the residence of Moqian, and it is also the place where Chongwu's disciples learn the mental method, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass. In the past, every time Qingling came here, he had a panicked mentality as if he was facing a great enemy. I can't finish memorizing the Heart Sutra, copying endless piano scores, even if I finish all of this, I still have to listen to the master's teachings......

But stepping into the old place today is indescribably pleasant. The red eyes were reflected in my heart, warm, and the corners of my eyes were hot.

Qing Ling stood on the porch, staring at the gorgeous and enchanting vines and begonias in the courtyard in a daze, and sniffed heavily.

There are many things that you don't know how to cherish when you have them. When you lose it, you know that it is valuable.

Everyone sat down in the inner hall where the Dharma was taught. At this time, Qing Ling changed into an ordinary crimson dress and sat next to Li Zhong as usual.

Mo Qian sat cross-legged on the main seat in the center, "Qingling, you sit in the middle." ”

Qing Ling did as he was told, kneeling down and sitting down in the center of the inner hall.

Mo Qian said to the disciples, "You all already know about Qingling. The Ancient Divine Sword Qingyun was sealed in her body, nourishing and suppressing each other with her own divine power. Because of this, her cultivation was much slower than others. Create a set of formations for the teacher, gather the six of our masters and apprentices, temporarily separate the Qingyun Sword from the Qingling body, help her quickly improve her body cultivation without being suppressed by the Divine Sword, and finally control the Qingyun Sword. ”

In the letter, Emperor Hao told him to let Qingling take control of the Qingyun Sword as soon as possible. Although Mo Qian knew that Emperor Hao was in a hurry to achieve the formation of Xianxia Pass, she also agreed that improving Qingling's cultivation would be beneficial to herself.

He explained the essence of the formation again, and passed on a set of Qingling's heart tricks. Chongwu's disciples have all focused on cultivation since childhood, and they are silently remembering at the moment, and they have a little bit of a comprehension.

Mo Qian said: "From today onwards, you will come to Tang Court on time every day to cultivate, and you must not slack off. ”

When Qing Ling heard this, he couldn't help but say "ah".

Without the female official who was in the way, she didn't have to tighten the royal demeanor anymore, and looked up and said in astonishment: "Come every day? He glanced at the senior brothers, "But the senior brothers practice very weekdays, how can they run to Tangting every day for me?" ”

The senior brothers were still a little restrained in front of the emperor who was hugging her in front and back, and her words and deeds were dignified, but now they saw her sitting crookedly in the hall, as in the past, making excuses to be lazy, and couldn't help but purse their lips and laugh secretly.

Fourth Senior Brother Yuan Qing smiled gently: "Studying this set of formations is also helpful for us to improve our cultivation, and it is not hard. ”

Senior Brother Chenyue has always doted on the little junior sister, "Yes, the most important thing is to help you improve your skills now." The last time you were assassinated in Lingxiao City, the news reached Chongwu, and it made us all anxious. I knew that I shouldn't have gotten used to you before, forcing you to learn more skills! ”

Li Zhong took over and said, "Senior brother is right! Xiaoliu, you should also fight more, don't embarrass us Chongwu. You don't have much knowledge, but now that you live in a place like Lingxiao City, how can you mix up if you don't have more skills? ”

Qing Ling didn't care about it now, and rushed over to hit Li Zhong.

The second senior brother Zhenglang pulled the two apart with a smile, "Senior sister, don't listen to Xiao Wu's nonsense. Let's practice hard, and we just have dinner together at the Huaqing Hall after the end of each day. Senior brother will make you your favorite lemon-flavored pork ribs! ”

Ling Feng, the third senior brother who was silent and stern, also spoke: "It's hard to come back once, so I'll study seriously!" If you want to have such an opportunity in the future, you may not be able to have it. The brothers will also do their best. ”

Qing Ling twisted Li Zhong's sleeves, his eyes swept over the faces of the senior brothers one by one, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

When people gradually feel that the hometown sounds different, they hate the sound of the warbler like the old mountain.

They were the closest people to her in the world, better than the Chaoyan royal clan in Lingxiao City who had the same blood as her. And at this moment, she was sitting among them, but she couldn't help but think about those calculations, layouts, and deceit, and how Chongwu should stir up the capital again......

These irrepressible thoughts made her feel guilty and distressed, but there was nothing she could do.

Qing Ling buried his head and rubbed all his tears on Li Zhong's sleeve, causing him to scream. The hall laughed, sighed with relief, and tasted a thousand times.

Under the auspices of Mo Qian, Chongwu's disciples gathered in the Tang Court every day and practiced behind closed doors.

Qing Ling also seemed to be serious and hardworking. In addition to practicing diligently every day, in his spare time, he also took the initiative to go to the Bichen Pavilion to read the classics handed down from ancient times, and all kinds of books on formation, medical skills, and internal cultivation could be calmed down and carefully studied.

When I have free time, I play chess and chat with my brothers, wandering around among the various peaks I have been familiar with since childhood, looking for memories of the past years.

Her former residence in Hua Qingfeng, like that of Luo Yao, who also left Chongwu, was vacant for two years. But the second senior brother still arranged puppet attendants to clean the two courtyards every day. Luo Yao's old residence went to the empty house, but the roses on the courtyard wall bloomed like a waterfall, the fragrance of flowers was rich and sweet, and the crown of the tall maple tree in the courtyard was seen over the wall, as if silently waiting for the return of the owner. The various knick-knacks in Qingling's residence are also spotlessly clean, and the tents, bedding and other things are also clean and tidy as before.

Qingling is now due to his identity and has to pay attention to the defense of men and women, and can no longer live in Huaqingfeng with his senior brothers, but he likes to go to his old residence from time to time to sit for a while, looking at the old things in the cabinet, and feel sad.

A picture hanging on the wall was drawn by her brother when she was a child, with scribbled and messy handwriting, marking the mountains and rivers of the Eastern Continent. At that time, her biggest dream was to be like her senior brother, travel all over the world, turn around all the places on the map, and then come back to show off in front of Li Zhong, saving him from sarcastically saying that he didn't know and didn't go out every time he went home to visit relatives......

In just two years, the stars have changed, and things are not people.

Today, what she wants is no longer to travel all over the world and show off a little.

The royal power, the throne, all kinds of calculations, speculations, uses, lies, all kinds of masks, have made her a different person.

Just like this time when I returned to Chongwu, although I was also thinking about visiting my master and brother, I didn't leave anything behind in secret. Soon after Chongwu settled down, Qingling repatriated most of the forbidden troops and attendants on the grounds that Chongwu was meticulous in guarding, and at the same time arranged for Mu Chen's cronies to set up an intelligence transmission network between the army, Chongwu and the private residence in the capital, so that Mu Chen could still understand and control the situation in the capital in the south.

Less than two months after the Chaoyan army moved south, several generals in the army were dismissed from their military posts for stealing women with the battalion, including Fang Shanyuan, the nephew of the Fang Shan patriarch. At the beginning, the Fang Shan clan wanted to suppress the news, but in the end, this matter quietly spread from the Emperor's Mansion in the capital to the palace, causing Emperor Hao to be angry and personally ordered punishment, and then ordered Mu Duan to recommend a group of people to replace him.

Although this game was set up by Mu Chen using the Red Moon Fang, Qing Ling was indispensable from the beginning to the end.

She hides her thoughts, pretends to be natural and calm in front of her peers, and even sometimes deliberately puts on the appearance of a simple scoundrel in the past, in fact, how can a heart completely retreat from the treacherous court struggle? Her perspective on people and things is different from the past, and it seems that it has become a habit to weigh the benefits and influence people's hearts.

Maybe Luo Yao is right, the road she is taking now is not only extremely dangerous, but it is very likely that in the end, even her heart will be lost.

At the same time, Qing Ling felt even more guilty and afraid, afraid that he would one day become a person like Emperor Hao, not asking whether it was right or wrong, only seeking results......

Autumn goes to spring, and in a blink of an eye, it will be more than half a year.

With the help of his master and brother, coupled with his own hard work, Qingling's cultivation has been greatly improved, and the control of Qingyun Sword has also been slightly successful. It's just that Mo Qian still asked his disciples to gather in Tang Court every day, so that Qing Ling couldn't realize his desire to find an opportunity to secretly go south to witness the battle.

That night, she was lying on the couch and was about to fall asleep, when she suddenly heard a slight sound from the window lattice, as if someone had come in.

Chongwu has a tight enchantment, and Mo Qian himself is in charge, how dare outsiders trespass?

Qing Ling sat up in surprise and lifted the gauze tent, only to see that the person who came was actually the fifth senior brother Li Zhong.

"Little Six,"

In the night, Li Zhong's eyes were red, "You have to help me." I've got to get back to the leaf right away! ”