Looking at the gloomy weather and the howling wind outside, Murong Qing seemed to fall into deep thought, just when Lin Qingzhi had no illusions about his only hope, Murong Qing slowly talked about the origin of his family.

"The Murong family has been loyal to the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty since Emperor Gaozu founded the Tang Dynasty more than 300 years ago, and only one person has been loyal to him. The Murong family walks the whole territory as a merchant on the surface, but in fact, it is mainly responsible for monitoring and investigating the movements and whereabouts of the various sects in the martial arts and the neighboring countries on the border. When the Tang Dynasty was first established, the rogues in various places were in turmoil, and some formed relatively large gangs, all relying on the Murong family to secretly investigate and assassinate the leader, and later the monarch of the Tang Dynasty gradually became mediocre, and the Murong family gradually got out of control. Murong Qing said quietly.

"When the master found his father, he persuaded his father to join forces with him, and the establishment of the Xuanji Pavilion that year was also supported by the financial resources and connections of the Murong family, and only the financial resources of the Murong family could fulfill the master's wish to restore the country. In the past few years, my father's health has deteriorated, and all family affairs have been entrusted to me to take care of. As for who the Murong family is loyal to just now, since the Li family's son of heaven is no longer there, then it can only be effectively loyal to you. Murong Qing met Lin Qingzhi's gaze and said calmly.

"How can you be so sure that I will be willing to follow you against the Jin and the Tang Dynasty?" Lin Qingzhi's voice was still cold.

"If you are willing to rebel against the Jin and restore the Tang Dynasty, I will help you follow the will of the ancestors, if you don't want to, I am also willing to follow, after all, the Tang Dynasty has been destroyed for so many years, and it is not easy to overthrow the Xiao regime and rebuild, and now the people in the world are not living and working in peace and contentment, but they are finally no longer experiencing years of war, and there is a short period of peace, if you can be so peaceful, there is a benevolent monarch, as for the king's surname Li or surnamed Xiao, what does it matter." Murong Qing slowed down his tone, looking a little helpless.

"That doesn't sound like what a courtier should say." Lin Qingzhi got up and walked slowly to the window, propped up the wooden pole and opened the window, took a deep breath of cool air, and felt a lot clearer in her mind.

"Since you want to tell the truth, I don't want to hide it from you. You are far more intelligent than Master could have imagined. Murong Qing's voice came into Lin Qingzhi's ears slowly.

"Clever? What's the use, or lose the most important thing. In the future, I will use this cleverness to get rid of what I don't like the most. Lin Qingzhi looked at the plain white slender palm spread out in front of her, and clenched her fists as hard as if she was holding the lifeblood of the enemy.

"Senior brother, take me to see Master." Lin Qingzhi's tone was relaxed, as simple and brisk as if she was going to eat and sleep.

Lin Qingzhi tidied up her hair, put on a white fox fur cloak, pushed open the door of the small courtyard, and slowly climbed up the stone steps with Murong Qing.

Murong Qing stretched out his hand, Lin Qingzhi shook his head and said with a firm expression: "I want to finish the road in the future." Lin Qingzhi understood that the more you depend, the more disappointed you will be if you lose.

Murong Qing pursed his lips vigorously, nodded, and thought in his heart, Ah Zhi, I will definitely let you know that no matter what others do to you, I will not abandon you.

Murong Qing slowed down, and with Lin Qingzhi's speed, the distance that could usually be walked in a quarter of an hour, the two of them walked for an hour to finish.

Yellow Mountain was originally called Yishan, during the Tang Tianbao period, Tang Xuanzong changed its name to Yellow Mountain according to the legend that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor picked medicine and alchemy here to ascend to heaven.

Because Guanshan blocks the road, the mountains are stacked, and the cliffs are numerous, so the Xuanji Elder set up the Xuanji Pavilion on the Yellow Mountain.

The small courtyard where Lin Qingzhi lived was called Xinyiwu, which was located on the mountainside, and the library of Xuanji Pavilion and the residence of Elder Xuanji were located on the Fuqiu Peak.

When the two arrived at the door of a delicate and beautiful courtyard, the doorman said that Elder Xuanji had been waiting for a long time, and asked Murong Qing to wait in the side room, and the doorman took Lin Qingzhi into the main hall, and Elder Xuanji sat cross-legged in front of the desk in a white robe staring at a game of chess, twisting his eyebrows and thinking.

After Lin Qingzhi curtsied, he was beckoned by Elder Xuanji to sit down on the futon next to the desk, Elder Xuanji looked at Lin Qingzhi and nodded with a smile and said, "Well, it looks like a lot of energy, but the complexion is not very good, so I will prescribe you a few doses of blood tonic prescriptions for the teacher later, and you can get better after eating a few servings." ”

"The apprentice's medical skills dare not be compared with the master, but the common prescriptions such as replenishing qi and blood do not bother the master to prescribe it himself, and the apprentice regulates it himself." Lin Qingzhi replied respectfully.

"Well, it's okay, then I'll let Chang Shan pick up some bird's nest, ginseng, and ejiao and send them to Xinyiwu." Elder Xuanji stroked his gray beard and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Qingzhi got up and held his hand, and Yifu said lightly.

"Zhi'er, come and see, how to break this chess game, I haven't thought about it for a long time and haven't thought of a good chance to fall." Elder Xuanji pointed to the chess game full of black and white chess pieces on the table and said slowly.

Lin Qingzhi looked at the chess game on the table for a while, and then a faint smile overflowed on the corner of her mouth, raised her sleeves as wide as butterfly wings, and swept all the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard to the ground, and then looked at Elder Xuanji and said quietly: "Master, since it is already a game of chess, it is better to overturn it and start over, the chess game is in the hands of the person who plays chess, and how you want to play depends on the thoughts of the person who plays chess, right?" ”

Elder Xuanji was a little stunned by Lin Qingzhi's actions, and stared at her for a long time, Lin Qingzhi's eyes did not flinch in the slightest, and the two looked at each other for a long time, and then Elder Xuanji laughed, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "What Zhi'er said is very true, a word to wake up the person in the dream, and I have been thinking and meditating for a long time for the teacher, but I haven't come up with a good chess move, but you have pointed out the direction all of a sudden." ”

"Master must have been waiting for this moment for a long time, right? Can you tell the apprentice what reason Master has for such a desperate attempt to help a princess of a dead country to regain lost land? Lin Qingzhi was not happy for Elder Xuanji's praise, sighed slightly, and looked at Elder Xuanji quietly.

"Because of Xiao Jingjiao, he doesn't deserve to have this world." Elder Xuanji put away the smile on his face, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Lin Qingzhi asked.

"Why didn't your biological mother Xiao Xiwen marry your adoptive father Lin Chengde, but missed marrying your father and emperor in her life, do you think it's really just such a simple coincidence that your father was chosen to enter the palace?"

"Master, after studying with you for so many years, I have never heard you talk about yourself, the world only knows Mr. Xuanji, but I don't know his identity and origin, who are you? Why do you know this? Lin Qingzhi's expression was cold, and her eyes stared deeply at the white-robed old man in front of her.