Library.

Gu Ping'an sat by the window, holding a scroll in his hand.

Every time he flipped through a roll, he glanced out the window, and the dense raindrops splashed on the bluestone slabs.

Everything can be deduced and analyzed, if the reverse vortex in your body accumulates enough qi and blood, and listening to Feng Yin can do the fist progression, like rain and mist.

"Go home."

Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Ping'an lifted the book basket and put the classic scroll back in its original place.

At the top of the wooden staircase on the first floor, a woman stood on tiptoe and looked out.

Finally saw Gu Ping'an coming downstairs, she stepped forward a little nervously and shouted:

"Gu Gongzi."

"You are?" Gu Ping'an was puzzled.

"My name is Qin Yangyang, and I am a hundred households ......of the Zhenwu Division," the woman's cheeks were red without fat powder, and she mustered up courage before she said:

"The headless corpse in the dark alley more than half a month ago, as well as the sword that killed Pei Baohu, Childe's kendo attainments are incomparable, I implore Childe to give him guidance on swordsmanship."

As if afraid that he would refuse, Qin Yangyang took out a small wind chime from the sleeve of his skirt and handed it over with both hands:

"I came from the Princess's Mansion first, and His Royal Highness gave me a token."

Gu Ping'an took the wind chime and bowed his head:

"We can't talk about pointers, we ask each other for advice."

After speaking, he paced to the nearest ashram.

His Royal Highness agreed, and it made sense.

"Thank you......" Qin Yangyang was so excited that he almost screamed, and quickly rubbed his face to calm himself down.

Only when you are truly immersed in the sword intent will you understand how amazing and shocking that sword is!

She found the county lord of Huai'an, and then the county lord introduced her to the princess's mansion, and finally met Gu Gongzi.

In the ashram.

Qin Yangyang was a little restrained.

"Sit down." Gu Ping'an casually picked up the sheep's hair pen and dipped it in ink, and understated it on the rice paper, only to see the ink penetrating the case.

"The pen is like a sword, yes, that's the charm."

"A little light, it's already ten points, the drizzle, and the mountains are destroyed!"

Qin Yangyang's eyes were full of brilliance, and then he asked respectfully:

"Gu Gongzi, can you give me some advice, the little woman is grateful."

Gu Ping'an looked at her:

"Let's talk about your understanding of kendo first."

Qin Yangyang hurriedly nodded and said:

"I'm from the Qin family's sword mound, I've seen too many great swordsmanship masters when I was a child, and I practiced swordsmanship at the age of ten......"

She said a whole stick of incense for a whole time.

Gu Ping'an was silent and smiled:

"At the age of fifteen, you pursued the unity of human swords, at the age of eighteen you thought that everything can be a sword, and at the age of twenty you left the sword mound to train in the world, you hope to have no sword in your heart, but you have no intention of seeing my sword, and you begin to question yourself again, you seem to have never been firm in your choice."

Qin Yangyang looked confused.

"Tell me about two things when I was a child, and you have the right to laugh." Gu Ping'an looked out the window and said softly:

"I remember when I was eight years old, a Zhishi official was giving a lecture in a private school, his eyebrows were fluttering and talking, I was lying outside the window eavesdropping, the more I listened, the more angry I became, and I couldn't help but shout that your strategy is crooked!"

"The old official was furious: 'Huangkou Ruzi, dare to speak out?' , chased me for five miles with a ring ruler, and was so scared that I lost one of my shoes. ”

Qin Yangyang smiled, she could imagine that picture, and sighed while laughing.

Before she came, she mistakenly thought that Gu Ping'an was what the outside world called cold and alienated, and even withdrawn like a poisonous snake ready to attack.

But it's clearly not.

He is gentle and polite, humble and self-denying, and has a clean temperament like a character in a book.

"Every evening, my mother would let me go to the river to catch the ducks, and other families would drive the ducks into the cage early, but I liked to take the branches to make the ducks line up, and barely go home when it was dark, and every time I had to be scolded."

Gu Ping'an saw that she listened with relish, and chuckled:

"A few years later, in the county exam, I met that official again, and he only said one sentence, you are right."

"Other ducks are often lost, but my ducks are very obedient, raising 70 ducklings in a month and receiving 70 ducklings in April."

Qin Yangyang was stunned.

"There is a great master in the sword shrine, you want to learn from him, and you will come again the next day, and you question your choice yesterday, you have never insisted on being yourself."

"If you think the wind is gentle, stay a little longer. If you think the clouds are beautiful, then take a few more looks, don't chase them, you have your own way. ”

Listening to the clear voice, Qin Yangyang woke up like a dream, and the fog that shrouded her for years seemed to be gently removed.

Why is it that he has excellent talent and is fast in sword practice, but he is always unable to overcome obstacles?

"Maybe this road leads to the abyss, but you have to accept your end calmly, don't regret saying that you shouldn't have taken this road, you will meet many people on the journey, you just need to stop and ask them for advice, and then move on."

"Find your way first, then ask me."

Gu Ping'an's words stopped here.

Qin Yangyang was as stunned as a sculpture, and came back to his senses for a long time.

"Listening to Mr. Gu's words, I ......" She was speechless for a while, unable to describe the gratitude in her heart at all.

Boundless darkness, walking alone.

Someone handed the lamp.

Let her find the way ahead.

The light of the lamp is faint, but it is enough to shine on her kendo career!

"The affairs of the house are busy, so I will leave first."

Gu Ping'an just nodded, then turned around and left.

"Mr. Gu!" Qin Yangyang immediately chased a few steps and asked:

"Have you heard of the Qin family's sword shrine?"

Gu Ping'an snorted, "Located in Daqianluo Prefecture, it used to be the place where swords were buried in the Spring and Autumn Turbulent Times, and anyone who was destined could take the sword." ”

Qin Yangyang hesitated for a while, she originally wanted to give a high-level sword book as a constraint for listening to the class, but she never thought that the harvest would be so huge.

"The sword mound is buried with a sharp weapon like a bamboo sword, three hundred years ago, it was originally a tender bamboo leaf in the holy land of the North Sea, the ancestors brought it back and threw it into the sword mound, never wanted to grow strongly, and now the sword is mighty, no one can pick it up."

"Mr. Gu, with your kendo attainments, let's give it a try, although it is the obsession of the disciples of the sword mound, and it is also the ambition that I have pursued all my life, but if you can take it, it proves that it should belong to you!"

Qin Yangyang has the freedom of a sword practitioner, she added:

"Although the Sword Shrine is in the territory of Daqian, it is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, but your identity is sensitive, the head of the family and Zhang Xiang are old friends, and you will definitely be able to enter the Sword Shrine with Zhang Xiang's letter of recommendation."

Gu Ping'an stared at her and bowed sincerely:

"Thank you for informing me."

"It's me who should thank Mr. Gu." Qin Yangyang clenched his fists and watched him walk out of the library building.

Mr. Gu is like his sword intent, just like the gentle evening breeze coming to his face, making others can't help but show a smile.

"I really believed that Mr. Gu was a fraudster at that time, how could the empress who dominated the country reverse black and white? Now it seems that she will really be so shameless, and sooner or later she will be punished! ”

Qin Yangyang pursed his lips and muttered in his heart.

……

Princess's House.

Jiang Jinshuang poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, and said casually:

"The background of the Qin family's sword mound, so I asked her to find you."

"There's a windfall." Gu Ping'an took a sip of tea and said lightly:

"A bamboo sword crowns the sword mound."

Si Qinben was amusing the tanuki cat outside the hall, and when he heard this, he ran to him and asked:

"Childe, is it the legendary Beihai tender bamboo leaf?"

Gu Ping'an bowed.

"It's as difficult as climbing to the sky, the old monster of the sword mound can't do it......"

Si Qin muttered, and said firmly:

"In front of Childe, there is no miracle at all, but it takes a long time to find the one that fits the sword intent from the burial place, and it has to wait slowly to break through the ground, as short as three months, and as long as several years."

"Childe, why don't you go to the osmanthus banquet in the Shendu and concentrate on the sword in the sword shrine?"

Si Qin mentioned this stubble again, the osmanthus banquet was full of well-dressed nobles, and the world was watching, and she was very worried that her son would be oppressed by the joint.

"Must go." Gu Ping'an's voice was short but powerful.

Jiang Jinshuang stared at him without blinking, the kind of knowing that it was likely to be a catastrophe but still not hesitating was very infectious.

"A small chess piece can also set an example." Gu Ping'an showed a little smile on his face, "After the Osmanthus Banquet in the Divine Capital, you will transfer to the Nanwang Mansion in Jiangnan Town, or you will be destroyed, and you will be alive if you break out and play the whole game of chess." ”

He didn't say any more, but said:

"I'll go to the Sword Shrine next month."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded her chin delicately.

Si Qin wanted to speak and stopped, not daring to speak wildly.

The main thing reminded her of was an old thing.

Seven years ago, Ji Fuyao, who was still a princess, came to the sword mound, and with the help of the two sword cultivators of the Ji family Xuanyuan clan, it took eight eight hundred and sixty-four days to barely take away the Longyuan Sword, one of the twelve kings' swords in the mound.

If Childe can take away the Sword Shrine Supreme Beihai Tender Bamboo Leaves, then he should be more relieved and humiliate Ji Fuyao's proud kendo talent!

Of course, she also knew that the hope was extremely slim, and besides, the son insisted on participating in the Osmanthus Banquet in the Divine Capital, and he couldn't stay in the Sword Shrine for long.

Abrupt.

"Boom!"

Gu Ping'an's whole body was buzzing, and the qi and blood in his body had the potential of steaming since the Yuan Palace, the meridians expanded, and the flow of qi and blood gradually spiraled, and in a few blinks of an eye, the drums stopped.

Jiang Jinshuang tugged at the corners of her lips.

Si Qin was speechless, and the gap between his words broke through to the late stage of the Qi and Blood Realm?

No wonder Grandma Gu said he was a monster!

There is no suffocation, as if walking on the ground, Childe's degree of control over his body has reached an outrageous level.

"How many qi-nourishing herbs have you eaten in the past few days?" Si Qin couldn't help but ask.

On the night of the assassination, sure enough, a carriage stopped in the restaurant, and the carriage was full of qi and blood medicinal materials!

In a simple sentence, a certain prince hiding in a dark corner chose to compromise.

"A few pounds."

"Childe, cultivation should be gradual, lay a good foundation, don't rush to success......" Si Qin subconsciously felt that this was simply against the common sense of martial arts.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at her coldly, "You dare to teach him too?" ”

"This is what your Highness taught me." The little maid was aggrieved.

"Shut up!" Jiang Jinshuang's face was full of coldness.

Gu Ping'an smiled.

The so-called common sense of cultivation is, after all, also the experience summed up by his predecessors, who uphold awe, but also does not regard it as a brilliant mantra, and no one will know himself better than himself.

Which step should be fast and slow is measured.

……

The morning sun is rising, and the sun is falling in the west, and it has been half a moon in a dazzle.

"Childe!"

Siqin pushed open half of the door of the storeroom.

Gu Ping'an buried himself in sorting out the accounts, "What's the matter?" ”

"Decree, yours!"

Gu Ping'an suddenly raised his head.

Si Qin rarely saw Childe's solemn face.

"Is it a bad thing?" She was confused.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Gu Ping'an put down his abacus and slowly walked out of the warehouse.

On Quetai, Princess Changning stood quietly in a snow-white dress.

The chamberlain of the Ministry of Rites clutched the golden scroll, and he couldn't imagine how angry His Highness would be when he heard the contents of the edict.

Oh, Gu Ping'an came in stride.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites moved his lips and was silent for a long time before he said in a low voice:

"Holy oracle, Gu Ping'an is handsome, noble, and has no family, the daughter of the current Ministry of Industry Shangshu Yutai Jingwen, in the year of the year, with a beautiful appearance, so I am appointed as Gu Ping'an's wife."

"The edict will be carried out, and the marriage will be made on a certain day."

As soon as the words fell, the princess's mansion fell silent for a moment.

The sqin flower is discolored.

Jiang Jinshuang stood there condensedly, her beautiful and delicate cheeks were shrouded in coldness, and there was no trace of temperature in her eyes, and she paused and said:

"You read it again to Hongu!!"

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites had a numb scalp and carefully reminded:

"Returning to Your Highness, the holy decree will be drawn up by the Political Affairs Hall, and Your Majesty will dictate."

Congratulations to Gu Gongzi, the saint gave him marriage, and the words of the saint Zhenglong are really unspeakable.

Because everyone knows that the Tai clan is the top gate valve in the world, and it is the mother family of several princes!

The emperor has a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and the holy decree has spread all over the major yamen of the Beijing Division.

Whose conspiracy is it?

Why did His Majesty agree?

went straight to the heart of the princess's mansion, or he disobeyed the decree, and Gu Ping'an ended miserably; Either break with His Highness and defect to the Tai clan.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.