Needless to say, there is no need to say much about bureaucratic matters, after today, Anjingcheng's forces are destined to be reshuffled, and it can be seen from the choice just now that Qu Linyang is the henchman of the saint, and the saint seems to have a relationship with His Royal Highness the Prince.

In other words, Qu Linyang can be counted as his own person for the time being.

Anjingcheng, the largest city in the south of the Yangtze River, was completely in the hands of the government, and it did so at the lowest cost.

How they don't need to be mentioned.

Within the kofu.

The scenery along the road in Qufu is no different from the outside, there is no particularly gorgeous and luxurious architectural landscape, the smooth bluestone road is occasionally paved with blades of grass, and the blue flowers and green grass on both sides of the road are clustered together.

A woman with scissors in her hand was carefully repairing flowers and plants, with a solemn and focused expression, as if she was doing a very solemn thing.

Li Xiu and Liang Xiaodao's gaze paused on the woman's body for a moment, and they recognized that this was the Youye monk who had fought with them before.

The Qufu is very large, and the winding path leads to the depths.

I saw a lot of people along the way, and when I saw them, they all saluted from afar and then bowed back.

"I always thought that the smartest of the three major forces in Anjing City was Long Po, and now it seems that she is the head of the Qu family. ”

Maybe it was boring to walk all the way, or maybe it was because of the restlessness near the end, Li Xiu rarely took the initiative to speak.

Qu Linyang showed a smile, he looked very ordinary, and his smile was even more ordinary.

"Miss Rui is the hope of the Xu family, and Mrs. Long is also a member of the Xu family, and if she cares, she will be chaotic, otherwise I am afraid that she will be the one who endures to the end. ”

He explained.

Miss Rui's name is Xu Rui, but since she entered the Holy Sect, she doesn't call her full name, and she is respected as Miss Rui wherever she goes, and over time, no one calls her Xu Rui anymore.

In Huangzhou, the glory of the family is supreme, and in many cases it is even above the sect, of course, the two usually do not conflict.

There is no absolute order between the Tang family and the country, and the two are complementary and mutually reinforcing.

For example, Murong Tiancheng, he is a native of Gusu City, and he dared to fight with Li Xiu for power in Guanshan, and he did not take a step back in the face of the drunken spring breeze, and he was also beheaded by Qiao Sanye outside Chang'an City before, and he was not lightly injured.

This is a big feud, if it weren't for Li Xiu's status being too high and the forces behind him being too strong, I'm afraid he would have to share life and death long ago.

But Rao is like this, when Xiaonanqiao faced foreign enemies, Murong Tiancheng still fought to the death and did not take a step back.

First the Tang people, and then the Jianghu people, even if they die, they must return the peace of the Tang realm

Murong Tiancheng's words have been collected by Tiance into the tea record, and it will soon spread throughout the Tang Dynasty with the update of the Canglan Grass and Huang Second List.

Qu Linyang's words may be humble, or he may really be ashamed.

But that doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that now Long Po is dead, and he is still alive.

The one who survives to the end is the one who laughs best.

The group came to a side courtyard, which was very small and had nothing.

There were no houses, no tables or chairs, only rubble all over the ground, a locust tree standing on one side, and a pale blue stone monument not far in front of a few people.

The courtyard gate behind him was closed, and no one in Qu Mansion remained here except Qu Linyang.

"Her Highness the Holy Maiden is in the stone tablet, I know that His Highness wants to ask a lot of things, you might as well ask the Holy Maiden yourself, and all your questions will naturally be answered. ”

This is a matter between the two of them, and there is naturally no need for others to get involved, Xu Yingxiu leaned against the courtyard gate and played with her hands without saying a word.

Liang Xiaodao and Red Sleeves sat down on the spot, picked up a few stones at random and talked about something in a whisper.

Xiong Fat appeared in the small courtyard at some point, sitting quietly next to Xu Yingxiu's thighs, his two paws stretched out and hugging her ankles tightly, and his two round eyes squinted into a slit, which looked very comfortable.

After saying this, Qu Linyang retreated to the side and stood quietly, his eyes closed slightly, and the locust branches swept over his head from time to time, and he remained motionless.

Li Xiu didn't move, and stood in place for a long time.

Until night fell, Qufu sent someone to bring food, Xu Yingxiu pinched Xiong Fat's ears and lifted it, and Liang Xiaodao sent Red Sleeves to the guest room.

He finally took a step forward, walked to the stele and sat down cross-legged.

Li Xiu stretched out a hand and gently stroked the protruding veins on the stone tablet, the complexity in his eyes gradually disappeared, his eyes also closed, and the voice in his ears disappeared.

Neither the sound of the wind nor the snoring of raccoons is gone.

I don't know how long it took, he reopened his eyes, everything around him changed, Qu Mansion and the small courtyard disappeared, and there was no one beside him.

He looked around, and countless plum trees surrounded him, as far as the eye could see.

In front of him is a cliff, under which are beautiful hibiscus flowers, and on the edge of the cliff sits a girl in a white dress, with her back to him, and the skirt flutters with the mountain breeze.

This is supposed to be the world inside the monument.

Looking at that figure, Li Xiu was silent for a while and walked towards the cliff

As he walked over, the grass under his feet squirmed forward, as if pushing him forward.

The faint floral fragrance enters the nose and smells good.

Li Xiu sat next to the girl in the white dress, clapped his palms gently, and an echo sounded between the cliffs.

The mountain wind never stops, blowing from one side to the other.

In addition to plum blossoms and hibiscus, there is also a faint smell of small orchids.

That's the smell of Satoshi's body.

It smells better than anything else.

Li Xiu took a deep breath and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect to see you again in a stone tablet. ”

He didn't look at her, the sea of Fusang flowers below was beautiful, even more beautiful than the one on the snowfield.

Li Xiu's voice was very soft, lighter than the plum blossoms blown down by the mountain wind.

"How nice it would be if you were really here. ”

Li Xiu whispered.

Satoshi turned his face sideways, a strand of long hair hanging down from his forehead, and the wind blew to the corners of his eyes.

"What if I'm really here?"

She said softly, as usual, with an inexhaustible tenderness on her cold face.

Li Xiu grinned, raised his right hand and stretched out his hand towards her, the palm of his hand passed through her body without hindrance, she was only illusory in this stone tablet after all.

"If you're really here, at least I can hug you one more time. ”

Li Xiu's eyes didn't look at her, it was obviously Congxiao's fault, but he didn't dare to look at those eyes.

A plum blossom floated from behind him and landed beside him, buried in the dust.

The two men fell silent, speechless to each other.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was always shining, Satoshi's eyes suddenly turned red, she clasped her hands on her knees, and cried quietly.

Li Xiu suddenly panicked, hurriedly turned around to wipe the tears from that face, his fingers passed through his face, and he suddenly remembered that it was just in vain.

The mountain wind blew across the cliff face, blowing a cloud of dust, and the plum blossom emerged from the dirt.

To love someone is to become very low, low to the dust, and then bloom out of the dust.

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ps: I'm guilty, I'm so late haha, alas, I'm going to eat hot pot again, but I like this chapter very much, it's a drunken nag, maybe a fan is right, I'm actually a romance writer.