Standing quietly on the palace road and waiting, but the young man did not wait for such a Chen Jiu who sent the wine back, but directly waited for the cicada who held the wine jar and drank and walked.

Today's King of Chu did not wear an imperial robe, but stood on the palace road in plain clothes and came slowly.

Even so, such a picture still startled the young man from Zuo Shifu, and then leaned down silently.

"I've seen the king."

The cold cicada stopped on the palace road, looked at the young man quietly, but didn't say anything, just continued to move forward.

Tranquility didn't know what this meant, looked at the back of the emperor, hesitated for a long time, and still followed.

The two of them stopped and walked, but they walked all the way to the palace wall.

The cicada stood there quietly, looking at the streets and alleys outside the palace.

Ning Ning wanted to ask Zhao Xing about it, but she remembered Liu Yueyue's advice at the beginning, but she stopped talking again and just stood there silently.

Who knew that the emperor looked at it for a long time, but he jumped directly onto the city, and then sat down cross-legged there.

Tranquility looked at the chilling cicada with some surprise, and after a long time it ate and said, "Your Majesty..... This move, Zuo Shifu may record it. ”

Han Cicada said calmly: "Whatever." ”

Tranquility fell silent.

Yes, this majesty used to be the killer of a certain sword sect in Huai'an, and he went to be a killer, and probably wouldn't care about those things.

Tranquility stood there silently, looking at the back of the cicada sitting there drinking on the top of the city, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was going to do.

The boy was in his trance, when he heard the sound of chilling cicadas blowing in the wind.

"Is your relationship with Zhao Xingxing really so good?"

Tranquility fell silent.

The two of them entered the Hanging Courtyard at the beginning of the first month, and the two went separately, but it was only a matter of the fifteenth day of the first month.

Maybe just ten days is really not enough for such two teenagers to have such a deep friendship.

After a long time, Jing Jing said softly: "Zuo Shi is the pen of the king's words and deeds. ”

Han Cicada just sat there, quietly looked at the world, took a sip of wine, and then said softly: "So what? ”

"This matter is too absurd, and Tranquility does not want the king to discredit himself, so he has this advice."

The young man stood on the palace wall with his head very sincere, and said slowly.

Maybe it was such a pot of Huai'an-style wine that really made the emperor feel good.

The cicada chuckled softly.

"So what? Serenity. ”

Tranquility stood there stunned, not knowing how he should answer such a question.

It took a long time for the young man to say with difficulty: "The afterlife..... Hereafter generations will ....."

Han Cicada stopped laughing and said lightly: "The afterlife? Of course, the world is not static, right and wrong, in a hundred years and a thousand years, there will always be different views. The Northern Expedition of Wujia is naturally ridiculous, and it is even more ridiculous for an ignorant young man to be a commander. But if I stick to the yellow sorghum and insist on cutting off the world and being quiet, this is what will really be ridiculed by future generations. ”

"How can Huang Liang not be independent?"

Tranquility was also aroused by the anger of some teenagers.

"Of course you can, but I'm from Huai'an." The emperor said calmly.

"When I was in the courtyard, Lord Jing Zhaoyin once said that I was very similar to some portraits of the previous emperors, and I once believed it."

A certain Ling Yin also said something similar.

It's just that.

Han Cicada looked back at the palace and said lightly: "In fact, there is no such thing in the palace. ”

What the story of a thousand years ago was like may only be known to people from a thousand years ago.

But some things that are made up will certainly not be correct.

Of course, Han Cicada always remembered that on a snowy day, the scholar named Fang Zhiqiu told a lie for the world.

This sword cultivator of the Liuyun Sword Sect sat there quietly and said softly: "Although I have to admit that being a human emperor is indeed a very tempting thing, but that kind of thing is probably not what I like in the cold, I don't like to say lonely, I don't like to say plausible words, and I don't like to let everyone look at me alienated, in fact, I prefer the happy New Year that I said to a certain Dao Sect senior brother in the Thousand and Three Years of the Great Wind Calendar." ”

Standing there quietly for a long time, if others come to listen, they may really feel that the chill cicada is a warm person.

It's just that Serenity is clear that it's a killer.

So a happy new year is not necessarily a warm thing.

It may also be that in order to hide some brilliant brilliance, a sword blade that was coldly inserted into the heart.

So that's not warmth.

It's freedom.

It's like a cold cicada who finally gave up going to the Chu King Palace after making a face in Kyoto for a long time, just drinking with Liu March in the Spirit Hall all day long.

Jing Jing was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Maybe the king is just afraid. ”

Han Cicada did not refute such a sentence, looked at the world quietly, and said, "Yes." ”

The emperor sat on the palace wall and said lightly: "Everyone is smiling, but in fact, everyone is detached." ”

The cicada turned to look at the young man who was standing quietly on the side.

"People who don't stand in this position don't understand such things."

"It is impossible for Huang Liang to want the world and want to be separated from Huai'an."

The emperor looked back at the long street quietly.

There may be some hesitant old man walking there in the streets.

"Between the goddess and your majesty, you must always choose one."

The cicada stood up on top of the wall, drank along the wall, and quietly headed down.

"I have chosen Your Majesty, and you can choose the Goddess."

Chill Cicada looked back at Serenity.

"I don't mind if you Zuo Shifu records these things."

Ning Jing silently looked at the back of the cold cicada, and he didn't ask when the King of Chu started to choose.

Perhaps from the beginning, this is how the cicada was chosen.

Otherwise, there would not be a March Witch Armor rushing north.

Many of the choices are naturally absurd.

It's just that it just shows that such an emperor is sober.

clearly realized that Huang Liang did not have any strength, and he could survive between the goddess and Huai'an.

Many of the things that Han Cicada said were so shocking that Tranquility even forgot about the joy of such a young man.

Perhaps, as Han Cicada asked, such two teenagers who have only been in the Sword Academy for more than ten days do not have such a deep friendship.

It's just that the situation was turbulent at that time, which made the two subconsciously huddle together to keep warm.

......

Lord Ling Yin, who had already returned to the house, received another edict summoned by the King of Chu in the afternoon.

Although the old man was puzzled, he still changed into Ling Yin's clothes again and hurried towards the palace.

As soon as he entered the hall, Ling Yin found that it was not only himself, but also March Yin, Sima left and right, and even Liu Chunfeng and Qi Jingyuan in the Hanging Courtyard were all in the hall.

And the cicada sat there quietly.

Ling Yin suddenly had some not very good thoughts in his heart, was silent for a while, and walked into the hall to salute.

"I've seen the king."

"Ling Yinqing."

Ling Yin, who was standing in the hall, suddenly heard the cicada sitting there talking very calmly.

"What is the matter with the king?"

Ling Yin looked up at the cicada sitting on the platform of the hall and asked softly.

The cold cicada looked at Ling Yin quietly for a long time, and then his eyes fell outside the main hall, maybe he was looking at the world, or maybe he was looking at the sword marks left by a certain Lingtai sword that disappeared outside the palace of the King of Chu at some point.

After a long time, this sword cultivator in a white emperor's robe said slowly: "The demon matter in the world is unresolved, Huangliang must not hesitate left and right, as the so-called outside must first settle inside, and the southern demon clan is alone first, what does Yin Qing think?" ”

The old man stood in the hall for a long time, looked at Liu Chunfeng and Qi Jingyuan, who were silent in the hall, slightly sideways, and then lowered his head, sighed, and said slowly: "It should be so." ”

The sword cultivator from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect sat there, laughed softly, and said, "Since that's the case, then Lord Zuo Sima. ”

"The minister is here."

"Let's order Nanyi."

"Minister.... Compliance. ”

There are no twists and turns in the story of such a large hall.

When the Hanging Courtyard was also silent, many things were naturally no longer up to these old adults.

A crowd of people came and went in a hurry.

Qi Jingyuan did not leave, stood in the hall and looked at the emperor on the seat, and said softly: "If the northern army retreats, the king is not worried that there will be changes?" ”

Han Cicada naturally understood what Qi Jingyuan meant by this, and said calmly: "Demon things and human affairs, I believe that Lord Ling Yin can still distinguish them clearly." ”

Huai'an people and Huangliang people, after all, are all people of the world.

But those demon clans that are chaotic because of the emptiness inside Huangliang may not be.

Especially those demon clans, many of them are big demons from the Youhuang Mountain Range, who have always been unwilling to call themselves the world.

"What's more."

The cicada stood up and walked out of the main hall calmly, standing there looking at the long steps outside the hall that day.

"If you win again, it's no different from losing."

Qi Jingyuan looked at the figure who was not holding the sword in silence, but everyone had to admit that this was a figure from the sword cultivator of the Liuyun Sword Sect.

Naturally, what the chilling cicada said was right.

At the beginning of the False Capital Rebellion, it was natural to cut the world out of the hands of the goddess.

Even if Huang Liang rebelled again, it proved that the choice of the Hanging Yuan was wrong.

Ling Yin may have suddenly figured out these things, so until the end, he didn't say anything more.

Qi Jingyuan had been watching the chilling cicada for a long time, and suddenly he couldn't remember what such a person who had ascended to the throne of Huangliang Chu looked like on a snowy night.

"The king has already thought about it, how will the current yellow sorghum go?"

Han Cicada looked at the world calmly, and said lightly: "Cong Blade's death, the rebellion in the Hanging Courtyard, such things are things that you and I can't guess." How do I know what will happen to the world today? ”

This sword cultivator turned to look at Qi Jingyuan and said softly, "Everything is just coming downstream. ”

Qi Jingyuan sighed softly.

After all, this is a sword cultivation of Huangliang Jianyuan.

People on both sides of Daze naturally have different thoughts.

After a long time, Qi Jingyuan said softly: "Has the king ever thought about a question? ”

Han Cicada said lightly: "What's the problem?" ”

Qi Jingyuan walked to the door of the main hall, looked up at the southwest of the world, maybe he could see the River Styx, or maybe not.

Such a sword abyss sword cultivator said softly: "If the goddess wins the world, what should I do? ”

Han Cicada said calmly: "If the goddess is better than Huai'an, then everything will naturally go down the drain. It's just that that's not something you and I can decide to speculate about, and no matter how much we say, it's naturally just nonsense. ”

Qi Jingyuan didn't say anything more, saluted and left.

"Sir."

When this Mr. of the Sword Academy of the Hanging Courtyard walked to the top of the long steps of those highnesses, he heard a title that he hadn't heard for a long time.

Qi Jingyuan, who looked like a young man, stopped on the steps for a long time, and then slowly turned back.

That kind of sword cultivator stood on top of the main hall with a slight smile.

Qi Jingyuan suddenly remembered that before he helped him change into such a white coat in the Hanging Courtyard, such a sword cultivator was smiling like this.

So it's not like the chilling cicadas on a snowy night can't remember.

It's just a lot of things, and they've been wishful thinking from beginning to end.

Of course, the cicada has always been that kind of chilling cicada with 20,000 broken thoughts.

Qi Jingyuan sighed, turned around and left without looking back.

.....

"The original intention is easy to obtain, but it is always hard to find."

Liu March quietly stopped on a certain Liuhe stone bridge in the fake capital, this Taoist who left the palace of the king of Chu early, wandered around with Liu Chunfeng all the way, but for some reason came here again.

Liu Chunfeng naturally knew that in such a place, there was an ugly person trapped, but at that time, even Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know that this person was Liu Yueyue, let alone this person from the Hanging Courtyard.

Liu Chunfeng didn't know why Liu March came here suddenly, and he didn't know why he said such a sentence, so he just quietly watched the river slowly go away, and the wickers on both sides of the bank swayed soothingly.

Liu Yue said with amazement: "When I was here, I once told Senior Brother Han Cicada that if you can't force anything, please return such a piece of land to His Majesty Kamigawa in the future." ”

The ugly-looking Taoist sighed and said, "It's me, I once thought that he had forgotten a lot of things, but I didn't think about it, he actually remembered it better than anyone else. ”

Liu Chunfeng didn't say anything, just looked at the river with amazement.

Some stories are naturally gratifying for Liu March, but for such a Taoist in the Huangliang Hanging Courtyard, there is naturally a huge gap.

After a long time, this Taoist said softly: "Actually, I don't really understand, Your Majesty, how to make you so pious. ”

Liu March was silent for a while, and then said softly: "I know that you Huangliang people like to talk about piety, and after living here for a long time, I will often say words like piety, but sometimes in the world, it does not necessarily have to be pious. ”

Liu Chunfeng said softly: "It's not piety, is it love?" ”

Liu March lowered her head and laughed softly.

"Why not?"

"The world is so good, why should it be separated? The snow is quiet, why is it bloody? I can get up today and happily carry a hoe to weed my garden, why should I replace my hoe with a knife? ”

Liu Chunfeng said softly: "Of course, everything is unnecessary. ”

"Yes." Liu March said softly, "We may not be able to prevent some changes in the general trend of the world, but we should not let the general trend involve us in it." ”

"Easier said than done." Liu Chunfeng said slowly.

"It's easier said than done, but can't it?"

Liu Chunfeng was silent for a long time, and said softly: "March Yin is naturally feasible, but it is not possible in the Hanging Courtyard. ”

Such a piece of arm bone naturally cannot be easily put down.

After all, the history of the world has been thousands of years, and there has never been a thing that has been praised for digging people's ancestral graves.

Liu March was silent for a while, looked at Liu Chunfeng and said, "So you're leaving Huangliang." ”

Liu Chunfeng said calmly: "Yes." The matter of Huangliang is irreparable, and there is no need to redeem it, so naturally I did not stay in Kyoto anymore.... Fake all the necessities. As far as the world is concerned, I naturally have no reason to oppose Your Majesty. It's just that as a person in the courtyard, there are some things that are intolerable. ”

Liu Yue stood there quietly, and then sighed softly and said: "Your Majesty's actions, March can't excuse them, maybe as I said before, Your Majesty is not a saint, and a saint can still be attacked, let alone the world?" ”

Any kind of discourse, falling in different stories, can naturally have different interpretations.

Liu Chunfeng just stood quietly in the wind of the willow stone bridge.

It's not a spring breeze, and it doesn't have to be a spring breeze.

You don't have to be a teenager to do a lot of things.

Liu March looked at Dean Chunfeng on the side for a long time, and then asked, "What about Mr. Qi Jingyuan?" ”

Liu Chunfeng thought for a while and said, "He may return to Jianyuan." Some things, of course, have to be trade-offs. Of course, he is a gentleman in the academy, but he is not a student in the academy, and Jian Yuan is the place where he teaches the Tao. The demon clans from the north and south gathered in Jianyuan, if it weren't for the need for such a sword cultivation, probably he would have returned to Jianyuan a long time ago. ”

Liu Chunfeng said, but sighed, and said: "Until now, I have to suspect that when Wang Shang continuously filled all the power of Huangliang into the battlefield north of Daze, it was to give those demon clans who had left the Youhuang Mountain Range and hid in the world a chance to be exposed to the world. ”

Liu March was silent for a while, and then said softly: "March doesn't know about this matter. ”

After all, Liu March is just Liu March, not a chilling cicada.

What the sword cultivator who used to be lonely and lonely, alone in the deep palace after the wind and blood, what he had thought, this Taoist naturally couldn't know everything.

Liu Chunfeng only casually mentioned such a thing, and then said softly: "But these are actually not important. ”

Liu Yue said softly: "The important thing is that it is impossible for the Hanging Courtyard to defeat Your Majesty. ”

Liu Chunfeng smiled slightly and looked at the Qingtian Daoist beside him, and said slowly: "So in fact, the Hanging Courtyard can also be said to be a sword technique used to die." ”

The act of going north is naturally like going to death.

Liu March didn't say anything more, leaned over and coughed softly and turned to leave.

He probably caught a cold, his whole body was sore, and he had enough words, and he didn't have any nonsense, so he left without looking back.