Chapter 135 I want to be free, and no one can stop me.

The moon hangs high.

The clouds drifted by, making the jade disk on the night flicker and darken.

Wuhua wore a moon-white monk's robe and stepped on the moonlight, only to see that his eyes were like bright stars, corresponding to the stars and moon in the night sky, and his demeanor was chic and gentle.

He looked at Qin Wei standing in the hall, and the smile on his face was out of the dust.

"Little monk to meet His Highness!"

Qin Wei stood in front of the door, looking at the spotless flowers.

"Does this king think that you are reluctant to come?"

"The little monk naturally won't miss the appointment." Wuhua smiled.

Qin Wei shook his head slightly, and walked along the bluestone path towards the depths of the garden.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the purple and red garden, adding a bit of tranquility and tranquility to the whole garden.

"What's going on in the Buddha Awakening Valley?"

Wuhua said helplessly: "The little monk just saved a few refugees, but I didn't expect them to treat the little monk as a holy monk." ”

Qin Wei bowed slightly, in fact, Wang An had already investigated the situation in Fojue Valley very clearly in the past half a month.

"And what are you going to do with it?"

Wuhua said: "The little monk plans to build a temple in the valley, if they have the heart of Buddha, then let them enter the temple to practice." ”

"It's okay, the Shuzhou Holy Sect has been destroyed, and Shuzhou can't let the Baiyin Valley family dominate."

"Does Your Highness mean that you want to make Fojue Valley and Baiyin Valley enemies?"

Qin Wei shook his head slightly, "You don't have to be an enemy, you just need to compete, so as to avoid Baiyin Valley becoming bigger and being chaotic." ”

Although he didn't care much about Baiyin Valley, he didn't want to see Baiyin Valley go down the evil path.

At present, Baiyin Valley's attitude is not bad, but no one is sure whether Baiyin Valley will have other ambitions in the future.

"The little monk understands!"

"There's one more thing for you to do." Qin Wei said.

"Your Highness, please command."

"Probe the bottom of the Shangyuan Sect!"

Wuhua's expression moved slightly, and she responded without hesitation.

……

In the city of Shuzhou.

In the dead of night, in a restaurant in the middle of the bustling city, but the candle flame is still burning.

In the guest room, a young man dressed in purple sat at the table, sipping tea with a flat face.

Behind the young man, there was a beautiful girl gently rubbing his shoulders.

Suddenly!

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" The youth said.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a square face walked into the room.

"Meet Your Highness!"

"Found?" The young man asked.

"Your Highness has already found out." The middle-aged man said.

The young man in purple waved his hand and motioned for the girl behind him to step back.

After the girl left the room and closed the door, the middle-aged man said: "There are two innate martial artists beside the king of Xin'an County, one is Lord Li Xun's personal guard Moyan, and the other is Zhenwu Si Qianhu Yuwen Chengdu. ”

"A thousand households! The dignified innate martial artist is actually only a thousand households in the town martial arts? The young man in purple asked in surprise.

"Although Yuwen Chengdu is only a thousand households in the Zhenwu Division, it is highly valued by the king of Xin'an County, and now the Anning Army in Shuzhou is under his command." The middle-aged man said.

The young man in purple was thoughtful.

"Mo Yan doesn't need to worry about it, he doesn't dare to do anything with this king, but this Yuwen Chengdu is a trouble."

The middle-aged man continued: "Now the king of Xin'an County has great power in Shuzhou, not only has 30,000 Anning troops in his hands, but even the Dusi Yamen acts according to his wishes. ”

"There is also the commander of the Zhenwu Division, Li Ru, who is in charge of the Political Division."

"If you give him some time, I'm afraid this Shuzhou City will completely become the territory of the king of Xin'an County."

The purple-clothed young man chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect him to have some means, and he actually wanted to monopolize Shuzhou." ”

"Your Highness, my subordinates think that we should suppress the King of Xin'an County, otherwise he may affect the prince's affairs." The middle-aged man said.

"This king knows, but it is not easy to suppress him, we have almost no foundation in Shuzhou." The young man in purple took a sip of tea and said with a flat expression.

"But it's easy to break his momentum."

"In the final analysis, he just borrowed the power of the Zhenwu Division, if he loses the Zhenwu Division, then he is just an idle county king."

A sneer flashed in the eyes of the purple-clothed youth.

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to Kyoto as soon as possible to inform my father of the situation in Shuzhou, and my father should understand what to do."

"In addition, prepare a generous gift, and this king wants to meet this good brother in person."

"Hehe, we haven't seen each other for six years, and I don't know if he still remembers this king."

……

Outside the city of Shuzhou, in a quiet mountain villa.

The moonlight is like water, and the cold sprinkles in the mountains, rendering the shadowy mountains and forests more quiet.

In the villa, the light strings of the gazebo are flowing brightly, as if the cold moonlight is precipitated under the misty night.

At the end of the song, Lu Baifeng withdrew his palm from the strings.

"Giber?"

"Young City Lord!"

Ji Qian, who was full of white hair, walked into the pavilion and arched his hand slightly: "The whereabouts of King Nanchang County have been clarified. ”

"Where?"

"The Blessed Inn in Shuzhou City."

"Oh! I didn't go to the king of Xin'anjun! Lu Baifeng smiled lightly, bathed in an elegant temperament.

Ji Qian said: "Although the king of Nanchang County is a little impatient, he is not a reckless person. ”

"He will definitely understand the situation of King Xin'an before he makes a move."

Lu Baifeng smiled lightly, as arrogant as a cold moonlight.

"What do you think he'll do?"

Ji Qian pondered for a moment and replied, "The old man doesn't know. ”

"Hehe, he will definitely start from the court, he has been in our South Curtain City for three years, but he has never ignored the affairs of the court."

"In his opinion, there is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by the court."

"But he overlooked the fact that the court was only in Kyoto."

Lu Baifeng said with a bit of mockery.

Ji Qian said: "After all, he is the king of the county, so he naturally has to focus on the court." ”

"So that's his biggest drawback." Lu Baifeng said.

"So what do we do?" Ji Qian asked in a changed voice.

"We don't do anything, we're just watching the drama now, and it's not time to be the protagonist on stage." Lu Baifeng said.

Then.

The sound of the piano sounded again, and the sound of the piano was like the clear cry of a lonely hong, ethereal and lonely.

……

Early morning.

A carriage stopped in front of the courtyard where Qin Wei lived.

Dressed in a purple robe, King Nanchang stepped down from the carriage and looked at the guards in front of the courtyard door, his brows furrowed slightly.

Seven-rank martial artist guards the door!

In front of the courtyard stood four warriors in strong suits, their faces solemn and motionless.

Although it was just a glance, King Nanchang could see that their cultivation was not bad.

"The king of Xin'an is here?" King Nanchang stepped forward and asked.

The warrior guarding the door glanced at him, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

"This king is the king of Nanchangjun!" He pulled out his waist card.

"Your Highness, please wait, and report now!"

The warrior guarding the gate just glanced at it and ran towards the courtyard.

At this time, Qin Wei was having breakfast, and suddenly received a report from the guards, and his face was full of surprise.

"Are you sure it's the king of Nanchangjun!"

"Your Highness, the waist card held by this person is indeed the order of the county king." Guarding the Road.

Qin Wei put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, with a little doubt on his face.

Naturally, he would not doubt what the guards said, and now the guards around him had been replaced by the dead soldiers selected by Shi Luan.

In order to cultivate these dead soldiers, Qin Wei transformed the true qi of the rebels who made a rebellion this time.

Now the number of dead soldiers around him has reached more than forty.

"Why did the king of Nanchang appear in Shuzhou?"

King Nanchangjun is Qin Gong, the son of King Ping, who is now twenty-one years old and can be regarded as his cousin.

However, Qin Gong was sent to Nanmu City by Emperor Lihuang three years ago, and the reason why Emperor Lihuang sent him to Nanmu City was actually the practice of the court.

In order to strengthen the relationship between the imperial court and the North Abyss Castle and the South Shoku Castle, every three years, Emperor Li would select two people from the imperial family to send them to the North Abyss Castle and the South Shoku Castle.

Thinking of this, Qin Wei suddenly understood.

The three-year period has passed, and it is time for Qin Gong to return to Kyoto.

"Invite him in."

Qin Wei got up and walked towards the main hall.

Although he didn't know why Qin Gong came, since he came, he naturally wanted to see him.

……

Outside the door.

Qin Gong walked towards the main hall under the guidance of the guards.

Passing all the way, looking at the guards patrolling the courtyard, Qin Gong's eyes couldn't help but show a look of consternation.

There were not many guards in the courtyard, only forty dead soldiers, but these forty dead soldiers all had seven-grade cultivation, all of which were cultivated by Qin Wei with the Ten Thousand Law Oven.

Seven-rank martial artists are not weak in the Dali army or in the people, if they are in the army, they can find a four-grade and five-grade official position at the lowest, and if they are in the people, they can also dominate a county, or serve as a deacon in some powerful sects.

In Kyoto, among the major royal palaces and nobles, the seven-rank warriors are definitely the backbone.

However, in Qin Wei's place, the Seventh-Rank Martial Artist was actually just an ordinary guard, which made Qin Gong feel puzzled, surprised, and a little jealous at the same time.

Soon, he stepped into the main hall.

He looked at Qin Wei standing in the hall, with a warm smile on his face, "Wei'er, long time no see!" ”

The smile seemed to be sincere and close.

Seeing this, Qin Wei sighed in his heart, these royal children really have good acting skills.

Long time no see!

Haven't you seen you in a long time?

I haven't seen you in six years!

Qin Wei just recalled the memories of his predecessor, and speaking of which, his predecessor had very little impression of Qin Gong, and the few were almost negligible.

"Brother meets Brother Wang!"

No matter what he thought in his heart, Qin Wei still bowed.

"Hahaha, Wei'er doesn't need to be polite!"

Qin Gong stretched out his hand to help Qin Wei up, and then the two of them sat down and talked freely, looking like a brother and a brother and a brother, which made Qin Wei feel tired in his heart.

Well, maybe Qin Gong is also very tired in his heart.

In fact, the two themselves are not familiar with each other, and there is nothing to talk about.

However, this Qin Gong can talk about it, he can talk about it, he doesn't say a word in the west, and he didn't say a word useful.

Xiao Shunzi has been waiting beside him, serving tea and pouring water.

After a few cups of tea, Qin Gong's voice changed, and he lowered his voice and said, "What does Wei'er think about the affairs of the court?" ”

"Ahh Is there anything going on in the court? Qin Wei pretended to be stupid and said.

"It's the mind of the emperor's grandfather!" Qin Gong said with a smile.

"How dare my brother guess Grandpa Huang's thoughts." Qin Wei said.

Qin Gong looked at him with a bit of sharpness in his eyes, "Maybe you should guess." ”

"I can't guess, I can't guess, how can I guess the emperor's thoughts." Qin Wei said.

Qin Gong picked up the teacup, looked at the young leaves floating in the cup, and suddenly said, "Then who do you think is the most likely?" ”

This question is very explicit, and the purpose is not disguised.

He was testing Qin Wei's ambitions, and he also wanted to see if Qin Wei really had plans.

When Xiao Shunzi next to him heard this, he suddenly became nervous, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

Qin Wei slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Gong.

The eyes of the two met silently.

At this moment, the entire lobby seemed to fall into a dead silence, only the tea mist was misty and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Qin Weiwan smiled and shook his head slightly.

"I can't guess what the imperial grandfather thinks, I don't know who is the most suitable."

"And what does it have to do with me?"

"When the martial arts division of this town is completed, I will step down from the position of commander and become the king of the free county, the idle clouds and wild cranes, wouldn't it be happy."

"Brother Wang, are you right?"

He looked at Qin Gong with a smile.

Qin Gong squinted and looked at him deeply.

After a long time, he smiled, "You're right, the rarest thing in this world is to be at ease, hahaha~~"

Suddenly, he said, "But it's not up to you to say whether you can be at ease or not." ”

"Huh, huh? I want to get away, and no one can stop me. Qin Wei leaned back in the chair and said lightly.

Qin Gong's intention was already clear to him.

He didn't care, though.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Whether it is King Ping, King An, or those princes and grandsons, what are their thoughts, no one in the court knows, no one knows.

Maybe some people really want to be a free prince, but after all, this is only a few, all the princes and grandsons who have a little background have ambitions for the dragon chair in the Shengtian Palace.

What Qin Wei wants is not idle clouds and wild cranes, but supreme leisure.

(End of chapter)