King Lu's Mansion is in the inner city.

It's a very empty street.

The people who live here are all powerful people in the court.

But Luwangfu is a very special existence.

Li Mengzhou, who was standing in front of the mansion, exhaled deeply and walked over.

The people guarding the door did not stop them, but bowed down and waved their hands, and it was not until Li Mengzhou stepped into the threshold of the Luwang Mansion that they straightened up again.

Luwang's mansion extends in all directions, a long corridor is staggered, rockeries are lined up, lotus ponds are colorful, it can be described as beautiful.

When Li Mengzhou didn't know where to go, a person came to him.

Song Yidao was wearing a gray shirt, holding his hair in a bun, carrying a knife behind his back, and swept through the corridor with light steps, standing in front of Li Mengzhou, and bowed his hand and said, "I've seen Mr. Seven." ”

Li Mengzhou frowned slightly, he had seen Song Yidao in front of Yue Shiting's mansion, although there was not a lot of evidence, but Yue Shiting's death must have been inseparable from Qin Chengyi, and Song Yidao was obviously involved in that operation.

Song Yidao used to be a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, but he was a master of the knife path, and his sword skills were superb, and he rarely met opponents in the mountains and wilderness, but after all, he only came from the mountains.

Although he has practiced the supernatural powers of the mountain gate, he relies more on himself to explore, and his talent in cultivation has not been fully developed, but he is not confused by the year, and he is already the peak of the cultivation of the four realms.

It's not a demon, but it's also a first-class genius.

Li Mengzhou calmly returned the salute, "Sect Master Song." ”

Song Yidao said: "Your Highness is in the backyard, Mr. Seven, please come with me." ”

Passing through the promenade, the scenery in the backyard of Luwangfu is more beautiful than the front yard, and everything seems to be just right, perfect and pleasing to the eye.

Under the gazebo sat Qin Chengyi.

He had a chess game in front of him.

Holding the white child in his hand has not fallen for a long time.

His Royal Highness Prince Lu Qin Chengyi is worthy of being a famous beautiful man in Jiang Country, just sitting there, he is better than the scenery in the mansion, and the appearance of frowning slightly and thinking about it is afraid that it can also provoke a group of girls to scream.

Of course, this also includes women.

Qin Chengyi is the younger brother of His Majesty the Emperor, a compatriot of his mother, and he was also born by the former empress.

It's an age that doesn't confuse.

But he looked very young, with red lips and white teeth, and was handsome.

"Your Highness, Mr. Seven has arrived. ”

Song Yidao stood outside the pavilion and whispered.

Qin Chengyi looked back at Li Mengzhou, smiled and said, "I have admired Mr. Seven's name for a long time. ”

It's a politeness, but it's also a fact.

Qin Chengyi has heard of Li Mengzhou's name more than once, and he can't count it for a long time, but he is indeed not a stranger.

Li Mengzhou pursed his lips imperceptibly, and also pretended to be very sincere, waved his hand and said: "I have heard the name of His Royal Highness King Lu, and I am fortunate to see it today, and I am sincerely afraid." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little nauseous, thinking how could he say such a thing.

Qin Chengyi gestured for him to take a seat.

Song Yidao stood behind Qin Chengyi, standing with his chest in his arms, looking at his nose and nose.

Li Mengzhou sat opposite Qin Chengyi.

Qin Chengyi looked at the chess game in front of him and said with a smile: "Mr. Seven can understand chess?"

Li Mengzhou shook his head and said, "I don't know anything except a sword." ”

In fact, he knows a lot of things, but they are not fine, and the only thing he really dares to say is a sword, of course, it is not so much a sword as a killing.

"It's a little lazy, look at the tea. Qin Chengyi waved his hand to summon the little guy who was waiting in the distance, and within a moment, a pot of herbal tea to relieve the heat was placed in front of Li Mengzhou.

Qin Chengyi smiled and said, "Since Mr. Seven doesn't know chess, then we won't talk about chess." ”

A servant removed the chessboard.

Li Mengzhou was silent, just watched.

Qin Chengyi kept his smile, and he didn't look stiff, but very natural, and said: "Mr. Seven has not yet reached the crown, he is already a well-known figure in the capital, and now he has also become the personal inheritance of the Sword Academy of the Imperial Palace, and his future is limitless, and he should be a young talent." ”

Although he was unhappy, Li Mengzhou was still ashamed and said, "Your Highness lifts." ”

He never asked Qin Chengyi why he invited him into the mansion, just waiting for Qin Chengyi to say it himself, and stayed alone on the sword cliff for nearly a month, during which he was constantly quenched by the sword intent and bombarded his consciousness, and that kind of torment could not be described in words, if he was more patient, he believed that he would win.

Say a word, reply a sentence, the opening of the topic all depends on Qin Chengyi, if it is a blind date, the scene is already very embarrassing.

But Qin Chengyi is also worthy of being a dignified prince, in the face of Li Mengzhou just cooperating with the speech, and did not even say a meaningful word, he still kept a smile and continued: "I am very optimistic about Mr. Seven's future, although there have been a lot of bad remarks about Mr. Seven recently, but the Qing is self-purifying, who said that if the cultivation is not enough, it cannot become the ancestor of the upper sect, which can only mean that Mr. Seven's qualifications are extremely high, and Dean Xue's vision will not be wrong." ”

Li Mengzhou finally couldn't help but frown.

Qin Chengyi's words were full of compliments, which made him a little confused.

Even if the identity of Mr. Seven of the Palace Sword Academy is a little noble, but it is still not up to His Royal Highness the only prince of Jiang Country, whether it is the Palace Sword Academy or the Star Picking Mansion, it is not the general Pear Blossom Academy of the state religion, and there is an essential difference between the family tradition of the upper sect and the personal inheritance of the Pear Blossom Academy.

At most, the ancestral inheritance of the upper sect is likely to inherit the position of the suzerain and achieve the pinnacle of the Five Realms in the future, but the personal inheritance of the Pear Blossom Academy also means that it may take over the position of the dean of the academy, Xue Wangwu and Chen Moxi can intersect with His Majesty the Emperor at the same level, but the dean of the academy can even influence His Majesty's decision, which is not comparable.

It is true that Beizangfeng is the personal inheritance of Pear Blossom Academy, but after all, he is only a junior, and he is not sure whether the dean will pass on the position to Beizangfeng, but he has the qualifications to inherit the position of dean.

If it is only in terms of identity and interests, Beizang Feng is indeed better than Shen Qiubai and Ouyang Shengxue, and he is the person who really dare not offend in the court.

But in fact, Qin Chengyi didn't have to care about the lineage of the upper sects like Shen Qiubai and Ouyang Shengxue, the Pear Flower Academy was a special existence, and there was no way to replace it, but if the Palace Sword Academy and the Star Picking Mansion were destroyed, there would naturally be other upper sects, and there was a clear distinction in the meaning.

Besides, Li Mengzhou is only the seventh gentleman of the Sword Academy, and Qin Chengyi's attitude is very meaningful.

Song Yidao just stood there quietly, as if he was a bystander who had nothing to do with himself.

Li Mengzhou was silent for a moment and said: "I also think that there is really nothing to say about this matter, the person who became Mr. Seven is me, not them, and their attitude is all bullshit for the Palace Sword Academy." ”

The so-called rough words are not rough, which disciple does the Ligong Sword Academy want to mention as a personal inheritance, it is all a family matter, what does it have to do with outsiders?

Qin Chengyi smiled and said: "What Mr. Seven said is very true, just ask how many cultivators in the world can do it in front of the threshold of the Four Realms from a newcomer in half a year, and they are just jealous, so they don't need to pay attention to it. ”

Li Mengzhou continued to be silent, he secretly thought to himself, Qin Chengyi's patience seemed to be very strong, and he never changed the topic to the point, it seemed that he also wanted him to ask first.

Although it doesn't make a difference who speaks first in this matter, but who let Qin Chengyi sit in front of him, Li Mengzhou will definitely not let him get his wish.

Then there was a deathly silence in the pavilion.

Song Yidao's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he glanced at Qin Chengyi imperceptibly.

Qin Chengyi was still smiling, but it was obviously not as natural as before.

He exhaled slightly, continued to maintain a smile, and said, "I invited Mr. Seven to the mansion this time, but there is nothing important, I just appreciate Mr. Seven as a young man." ”

Li Mengzhou was a little stunned in his heart, no wonder Qin Chengyi had such a good attitude, it turned out that he had the idea of trying to win him over.

A genius with high cultivation qualifications, if it weren't for the great enmity that shared the sky, no one would be willing to offend, even if it was Qin Chengyi, if he could take all the heroes in the world into his pocket, then there would eventually be a place for Qin Chengyi in the world, and even achieve some kind of achievement.

But Qin Chengyi didn't say it directly, and there was obviously a temptation.

However, Li Mengzhou slowly breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could prove that he was not completely exposed to Qin Chengyi's eyes, so he didn't need to have any scruples.

"Thank you Your Highness for your appreciation, but the sword meeting of the time, the senior brother and Xiao Zhinan are going to have a competition, the time is coming, if Your Highness has nothing else to do, I will leave first. ”

Li Mengzhou got up and wanted to leave.

Song Yidao faintly wanted to make a move.

But Qin Chengyi took a good time to pick up a cup of herbal tea, smiled and said: "Actually, there is one thing I have always been curious about, when Taijing and his wife went out of the city to Jialan Temple to pray, but Mr. Seven happened to be drunk and dreamed of death in Gentle Township, lingering, but when Taijing was killed, was Mr. Seven really in Gentle Township?"

"In those days of lingering, there were indeed many guests in Gentle Township who were able to prove to Mr. Seven, but coincidentally, on the day of Taijing's murder, no one could prove that Mr. Seven was in Gentle Township, just because of the underlying consciousness, I felt that you must be there, but this consciousness has no way to be used as evidence. ”

Li Mengzhou's footsteps out of the pavilion paused slightly.

With his back to Qin Chengyi, he said softly, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

Qin Chengyi smiled and said: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that I've been a little free recently, so I read some things, thought about some things, and happened to notice this, I can't figure it out for a while, since Mr. Seven is here, I naturally hope to get an answer." ”

Li Mengzhou turned around and looked at Qin Chengyi and said, "On the day of Taijing's murder, I was indeed not in the gentle township. ”

Qin Chengyi looked back at Li Mengzhou and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Li Mengzhou said: "That's right. ”

Qin Chengyi asked with some confusion, "Then where was Mr. Seven at that time?"