The carriage stopped, an old man in Tsing Yi who had white hair and looked like a fairy wind and bones stepped out of the carriage, followed by a young man with a long body and jade standing and white clothes and wide sleeves, jumped out of the carriage, looking chic and luxurious, after handing over the post, it was only a stick of incense time, only to see that Lin Chengde, the left minister, had hurriedly walked to the door of the house to greet him personally, and entered the flower hall through the second gate. In about half an hour, Lin Qingzhi and Rongyue had also arrived.

"I don't know that the master is here today, and the disciples are far away." Lin Qingzhi bowed down and said softly.

It turns out that the old man in white is the world-famous Elder Xuanji, and according to legend, Mr. Xuanji has not received many apprentices, only two, as for which two people, so far it has not been made public. Mr. Xuanji knows the world, erudite and talented, whether it is astronomy and geography, the art of war, martial arts or purple microstar arts, he can give answers through the past and the present, but unfortunately Mr. Xuanji's whereabouts are erratic, and few people have seen his true face. It is rumored that Mr. Xuanji has been in retreat in Kunlun Mountain all the year round and has become an immortal, so there is no trace of him all these years.

"Zhi'er doesn't have to be polite, you and I haven't seen my master and apprentice for half a year, and I haven't been a teacher to supervise it for half a year, but I insist on studying and teaching you the art of war and strategies every day, I don't know how to improve?" Mr. Xuanji looked at Lin Qingzhi gently.

Lin Qingzhi had a serious illness when he was seven years old, and the imperial doctors were helpless, fortunately Mr. Xuanji, who was traveling at that time, passed by the capital to rescue and pick up a life, at that time Lin Chengde also thought that Mr. Xuanji was just a medical saint similar to Bian Que and Hua Tuo, only after a night of chatting did he know that he was not only excellent in medical skills, but also knew everything about the world and the courts of various countries, and promised to let his young daughter worship under his name to become a closed disciple, and every year he would send Lin Qingzhi to the old man Xuanji to retreat and study for two or three months, until he was fifteen years old and the year of Jing, announced to the outside that they had chronic illnesses and needed regular recuperation, and as for what they talked about all night behind closed doors at that time, only they knew.

Qingjun Gongzi, who was sitting on the side holding a tea cup, raised his head when he heard Lin Qingzhi's voice, and couldn't help but breathe, I heard the master say that this junior sister is not only smarter than ordinary people, but also beautiful, thinking that he Murong Qing has seen all kinds of beautiful women, but he has a good skin, and he has never liked women who rely on their appearance to use it as a bargaining chip to talk about marriage, thinking that the appearance is beautiful, but maybe the appearance is more than the average woman, but I didn't expect that the woman in front of me is not bright and her eyes are like water, bright like stars, although the eyebrows and eyes are gentle and delicate, But there is always a proud and clear temperament that people dare not despise, and I can't help but have a feeling that I can't take my eyes off.

Lin Qingzhi's gaze swept over Murong Qing, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure and said: "Zhi'er doesn't dare to forget the master's teachings, but she knows that her qualifications are limited, and she is rare to one-tenth of the master's, so as long as she is free, she will study the art of war and strategy taught by the master, but she has a slight doubt, and she still needs the master's guidance, the master will come to Beijing this time, and she may stay for a few days, Rong Zhi'er will ask you for advice, and she will not see her for a few months, Zhi'er also misses her master very much, and I want to ask you to stay for a few more days. Lin Qingzhi said.

"Zhi'er, your master has important things to do when he comes to Beijing this time, but your master also told me just now that he will stay for about ten days and a half months this time, which is enough for you and Master to get together and ask for advice." Father Lin said with a smile in his eyes, and Mr. Xuanji on the side also stared at this beloved disciple with a smile on his face.

After chatting about almost two teas, Murong Qing arched his hand and said, "Master, I heard you say that your junior sister is very smart, and it is rare to see her today, can you allow the apprentice to exchange experiences with the junior sister in private and ask each other for advice?" ”

Mr. Xuanji wanted to talk to Lin Chengde about something else, so naturally he would not object. Lin Qingzhi and Murong Qing walked out of the flower hall one after another.

"I've always heard my father say that Uncle Lin is honest and loyal, and he has admired him for a long time, but when I see it today, he is really majestic, and even Sister Qingzhi looks like a fairy." Murong Qing stroked his fan and smiled.

Although Lin Qingzhi was surprised to see this senior brother for the first time in the flower hall, after all, the master has rarely revealed the situation of this senior brother for so many years, but he still felt very surprised to be able to bring him to Beijing today, but such a direct sycophancy still made people feel surprised, even Rongyue pursed her lips to express her contempt, but it is not beyond the reach of ordinary people to be able to get Mr. Xuanji's true inheritance as a disciple, and it must be extraordinary.

"Senior brother has a good reputation, I have heard the master say that the senior brother is quite highly savvy, and the martial arts heart is even more understanding, but I have not been able to practice martial arts since I was a child, and I have spent my master's cultivation in vain, so I can only learn some superficial knowledge of medical skills and the art of war. I think that I can learn martial arts like a senior brother, whether it is walking the rivers and lakes to eliminate evil and promote good, or to protect the people I care about and love, it is enviable. The two of them unconsciously walked to a pavilion in the house, close to March, the spring breeze was blowing, and even the willow trees by the lake had already glowed with green buds, and Lin Qingzhi's gaze fell across the lake and fell into the distance.

"Eliminating evil, promoting good, and supporting justice is not just about having a body of martial arts, but more about having the world's sufferings in mind, and the junior sister can learn the true transmission of the master's medical skills, and she can also rejuvenate and save people's lives." Murong Qing said.

"Two months ago, my father received a letter from Uncle Lin, and now the prince's proposal should have been resolved, right?" Murong Qing turned his head to look at Lin Qingzhi, and there was a hint of light in his eyes.

"Thank you Senior Brother and Uncle Murong for their help in this matter, it was Qing Zhi who was good at advocating, and I also heard that Senior Brother You didn't marry a relative before you made this decision, I don't know if it will cause you any inconvenience?" Many things may be destined to be a coincidence, Lin Qingzhi didn't expect that the senior brother of the same sect was actually Murong Qing, who was crowned as an in-law by herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart, and thought that Murong Qing was so handsome and handsome, and he was the only inheritor of the Murong family, and suddenly a married person suddenly appeared, which inevitably broke the hearts of many families and young women.

"It's okay, I'm a rebellious person, I'm used to wandering alone, the Murong family is grateful to Uncle Lin for saving his life, what is this little thing, as long as my junior sister has a place to use in the future, I Murong Qing will go to the soup and fight the fire, and I will not give up." Murong Qing said.

"Thank you, senior brother" Lin Qingzhi knew that what Murong Qing said was true, he was a friend of the family, and he was from the same family, if Murong Qing needed it in the future, she would definitely try her best to help, but fate has always been like this, she can guess the beginning, but she can't guess the next few decades, their lives are intertwined, and it is difficult to divide them clearly.

It turned out that the reason why Elder Xuanji and Murong Qing came to Beijing this time was that the southern state of Wu had recently frequently increased troops on the border of Chu and Wu, and wanted to send troops to the state of Chu, and the state of Wu also sent a delegation to Beijing, according to the news of the Xuanji Pavilion, the mission of the state of Wu could arrive in Luoyang within three days, and the purpose of this visit to Beijing was to find out the situation of the domestic troops and courtiers of the state of Jin, and the second was to make peace with the relatives, and wanted to temporarily stabilize the state of Jin through the way of peace and control of its attack on the state of Chu, and not help Chu. The team of the mission is not the biggest problem, what worries the old man Xuanji the most is that there are already spies from the Wu Kingdom who arrived in Luoyang yesterday, and the people of the Xuanji Pavilion have fought with these people, all of them are first-class masters, why don't these spies arrive with the mission, the purpose is obvious, that is, it is likely to plan something with the internal joint in the capital in advance, or there is an ulterior secret operation.

When night fell, Lin Qingzhi sat on the swing under the banyan tree in the courtyard, looking at the night sky, starry, guarding the half-round bright moon like a hook. There was a faint melodious flute sound in the courtyard, first the tone was gentle and eloquent, and slowly jumped out of the cheerful notes, it was a song that was happy to meet, the rhyme was clear and elegant, even Rongyue and Ah Fu, who didn't understand the rhythm, stopped what they were doing and stood in the courtyard to listen, and after the song, they all applauded together and said that who played the younger flute was really good, which provoked Lin Qingzhi to laugh and they applauded in their own yard, and others couldn't hear it.

Rongyue and Ah Fu are still betting on who played the tune, and the bet is on Li Dingji's mung bean green cake that Rongyue loves to eat. The Rongyue bet was played by Murong Gongzi who came to the mansion today, and the Afu bet was played by Lin Qingji.

Lin Qingzhi interjected with a smile: "Ah Fu can prepare the silver and go to Li Ding Ji to buy mung bean green cake early in the morning, remember to buy an extra catty, and my share." ”

provoked Ah Fu to puff up: "Miss is eccentric, the eldest prince's jade flute plays the best, who else can he play if he doesn't play." ”

Lin Qingzhi smiled, as bright as a summer flower, the name of the song just now was "Happy Meeting", who did you say played it? ”

Angry, Ah Fu stared at the big black eyes and walked away, and Rong Yue, who won the mung bean green cake, was so happy that he rubbed the vase and hummed a small tune.

In the quiet night, Luoyang City is facing a turbulent dark tide, many things that cannot be seen in the light can not be carried out in the daytime, but lurking in the thick of the night, just want to spit out the poisonous snake with a bright red tongue, waiting to give a fatal blow. In the dark night, several waves of black shadows crossed the night sky, lurking into the mansion of the prince and the important ministers, and the Jin State allowed the important ministers and the adult prince to protect the guards after opening the mansion, and the killers who could cross the heavy guards and assassinate the master were naturally extraordinary.

The dark night will finally usher in light, and the city of Luoyang after dawn will once again fall into boiling.