The door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was pushed open in a panic, and a few sporadic guards outside the door did not dare to stop them after seeing the faces of the visitors.

At a glance, he saw the elderly sitting cross-legged in front of a fish pond, his frowning brows relaxed slightly, and his complexion softened a little.

He looked at the quiet back in the distance, his mind was calm, and he suddenly remembered the reckless behavior of the details, and hurriedly knelt down with his clothes, and respectfully bowed to his teacher, who was also the head of the heavenly officials, "Disturb Master Su, Xu Ying is guilty!" ”

The elder didn't look back, and said with a smile, "I'm already idle, so why bother?" ”

The newly promoted to the secretary of the ministry, the promising middle-aged man buried his head lower, was convinced, and said in a low voice, "Master Su knows that Song..." The man hesitated, not knowing what to call the national scholar who had bloomed but withered prematurely, and it was difficult to distinguish what kind of attitude his division had towards him.

Yoya? Definitely! He shuddered, if making friends is always going to fight for life and death in the court, then how can they talk about life and death! Enemy? This is by no means the case, even if the two have been arguing for so many years, the situation in the court is turbulent and changing rapidly, and no matter how fierce the quarrel is in front of the emperor, I have never heard that the two are really evil, and they have colluded and slandered each other in private.

The elder squinted at the rod sunken in the pool and the ripples around it, and he flicked the shaft, startling the water to fold deeper.

"I've heard of it."

The man looked up puzzled, "Does Master Su know about the three sparse things he left behind, the disciple has heard that the emperor praised him, and he has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights to study the way, and the disciple is worried about ......"

He didn't dare to say any more, his eyes were firmly fixed on the unmoving master, and his heart was even more anxious.

"What? Worried about you or me? ”

After many years under Master Song, the man instantly heard the dissatisfaction in his voice, but the teacher's temperament has always been elusive, and even he often can't figure out his thoughts, for example, at this moment, the man had to say respectfully: "Naturally, it is Master Su!" The disciple is worried that there is something in the Three Sorrows that is not good for you! ”

"Not good for me? Xu Ying, you are not small, no matter how uneven this body is, you don't want to be a secretary of the ministry, so farm as soon as possible. ”

The elder's tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the emotion, but it made the man break out in a cold sweat for a while, and he slammed on the ground with a thud, trembling and not daring to move, listening to the teacher's teachings.

"If I'm not mistaken, the first son of Song Blind will fall to the south."

Southern Xinjiang? The man blinked in confusion, didn't dare to raise his head, stared straight at the bluestone road under his knees, and calmed down and thought, if he came to play this game of chess, how could he not attack southern Xinjiang first, the new king of southern Xinjiang ascended the throne, the political situation was chaotic, turbulent, and the national strength had been weak for a long time.

It's clearly the next step!

"In terms of chess strength, there is a huge Yan Dynasty, and no one can beat him Song Blind." The fishing rod shook faintly, the elder's eyes flashed with a favorable light, he shook his wrist, pulled up the whole fishing rod, he looked at the fat fish on the hook on the day, and chuckled a few times, "Because you are blind, do you see more things?" The blind man of the Song Dynasty killed the southern Xinjiang, not with a knife in the north of the Jin Dynasty, but with a razor blade, and killed it inch by inch to separate its flesh and bones, until it gave me a bright way to live in the Yan Dynasty. ”

The man was ignorant, and he was shocked when he heard the word "living road", and he trembled and did not dare to answer, although there was a hidden chaotic world in the world, and the northern Jin Dynasty was gradually rising, but the position of the co-lord of the Yan Dynasty was still unshakable, and the elder expected what would say such a dangerous word.

The elder took the fish off the hook and threw it gently and skillfully into the pond, splashing the water, "Don't worry about these things being gone, sit down with your officials and don't worry about anything." ”

The man bowed again, knowing that the master was already dissatisfied with him, he only felt that it was as miserable as a dumb person eating coptis, and said astringently, "Thank you Master Su for mentioning something!" ”

After the person left, the elder was still sitting in place, and a black shadow fell silently from the beam of the room, leaning over and waiting for his life.

The elder stared at the pool calmly, his breathing could be heard clearly in the silence, and after a long time, he slowly waved his hand to the dead man behind him.

He was actually slightly stunned and looked up.

The old man who was old but still strong showed a trace of weakness and fatigue on his face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter, "Song Blind has countless sons in his life, and his sons are exquisite, but they are not as good as the layout of his hands when he died, a Guan Beiwang really makes people see his foresight, I don't know what surprises will be next." ”

He looked far away and said to himself, "Even if you lose, there are still people who worship him every year." I'm old, and my heart can't be hardened, and I'm afraid that I won't even have one to die after I die. ”

When he was young, he took out a quarrel to make Song Blind cheaper? is afraid that no one will send him to the end, and he will be dug up and whipped by others, and when he goes to the underworld, he will be ridiculed by Song Zhiwu.

The southern Xinjiang region is not large, the ancestors are one family, a hundred years ago because of a heirloom treasure and divided into three forces, and then the three major sects each guard one side, each has its own refinement, one is good at Gu arts, one is good at using poison, and one is good at secret weapons. However, the three families have been at odds with each other for a hundred years, and some small-scale wars often break out, although southern Xinjiang is a subsidiary of the Yan Dynasty, but as long as it does not hinder the interests of the dynasty, the army stationed in Yan will not interfere.

Among these three sects, the Poison Sect is the most powerful. Cheng Cheng is the daughter of the Sect Master of the Poison Sect.

The village of the Poison Sect is located in the plain, the endless forts converge together, even at night, the lights of ten thousand homes have never faded, and the village is full of sheng songs and dances, a rich and hedonistic atmosphere, no wonder the other two sects are always eyeing each other.

Usually Liujia rarely has the opportunity to pay attention to such peaceful beauty, but now he is caught by the master and flies in the air, and under the angle of looking down, the magnificent beauty is magnified several times, I have to say, it is indeed much better than his yin hometown.

Dark clouds piled up in the air, and the wind was much fiercer than on the ground, with the momentum of tearing the heavens and the earth, and with an extremely cold air, it was going to break people's bones. Liujia Jiling shivered, he was very cold, but his interest did not decrease, and he tugged at the corner of Master's clothes, "Master, can I also learn to fly in the sky in the future?" ”

The black-robed man brushed his clothes quietly, and said lightly: "You study hard, you can do it." He paused and looked down at Ruga, his eyes were terrifying, and when he looked at people, he looked more like he was glaring, "Is this place pretty?" ”

Ruga nodded honestly: "Well, it's good-looking, and it's even better when viewed from above." ”

The black-robed man laughed, the laughter was low and soft, and was quickly blown away in the air by the wind, "The condescending angle always makes people nostalgic." Those who have lived in high places for a long time are reluctant to let go, and want to climb higher; The people in the lower places have never tasted the taste of standing in the high places, and they have to go up even more with their heads squeezed. ”

Liujia was ignorant when she heard this, but she still replied to the master seriously with a small face: "But the disciple thinks that you can see the beautiful scenery anywhere, and it is good to be in a high place, and it is good to be below it." For example, it's warmer down there than above. ”

He was stunned, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled coldly, "You're still young." ”

Liujia has learned a set of skills to observe words and colors since he was a child, and seeing that the master didn't want to say much, he didn't open his mouth anymore, and supported his little head to sketch a picture in his heart when he saw Chengcheng.

"Here we are." The black-robed man's cold voice quickly interrupted his thoughts.

The speed of the two of them gradually slowed down, and then they fell rapidly, and the powerful force of the air impact was huge, grinding Liujia's face with pain, and the clothes on both sides were open, and his ears were buzzing. He felt a sense of suffocation, his throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, and he could only hold on to the corner of his master's clothes.

I don't know how long it took for the master to call him before he dared to open his eyes.

Directly across from him was a familiar room, with candles lit, the glow of which seemed unrealistically warm.

Ruga rubbed his sleeves a little nervously, carefully picking out the mud from the palm of his hand to each fingernail, and then solemnly straightened his chest, walked to the window, and knocked lightly a few times.

"Brother Liujia?!" A soft voice sounded indistinctly.

The window was slammed open, and a small furry head emerged from under the window, because it was short, only a pair of clean almond eyes were exposed, "You're finally here!" You wait for me, I'll turn it out. ”

"Alas, don't!" Liujia hurriedly pressed down her head that she wanted to pull up, and hurriedly said, "It's too cold outside, it's warmer inside, don't come out." ”

The little girl's bright eyes darkened, but she did not object, and she leaned on the window railing and stared at Ruga.