He walked half a pillar of incense, and as far as his eyes could see, a firewood was half-hidden not far away. The fence woven by green bamboo encloses the courtyard wall more than half a person high, and one of the most precious plants in the flower fox peak pokes its head out of the courtyard wall with tender green sprouts.

The scenery in front of him made Director Yin feel like he was in a painting, until the sound of the guqin sounded in his ears.

He pouted his lips and couldn't help muttering: "The old worm can pound the guqin drum in the same tune as playing cotton, and he can be regarded as talented in terms of rhythm." ”

It wasn't until he pushed away the firewood and entered the courtyard that the old man who was stroking the piano under the tree was blocked by his figure, so he wiped the strings with his hand, looked up and smiled: "Why is Brother Qin'er so idle today? Don't you have to go around supervising the construction?"

"I don't know anything about overseer? Looking at Ling Hu Ruoxu, who was full of wrinkles and hunched backs in front of him, a warmth appeared in his eyes.

Although Ling Hu Ruoxu's life was saved, his Dao cultivation had been lost, and he was completely beaten back to the mortal womb, and the body and bones of the old insect king in front of him were not as tough as those named old disciples in the backyard.

Even the most optimistic prediction, the remaining lifespan of the old insect king is only three or five years, and it is really the moment when the wind and candle are in their last years.

However, Linghu Ruoxu is very content, anyway, he also relied on the technique of eroding the root to devour the soul, forcibly increasing the longevity, and every day he has to be corroded by the spiritual root, and the pain of being devoured by the divine consciousness, although he has been beaten back to the mortal womb of the flesh, he no longer has to suffer that sin.

Linghu Ruoxu got up from the stone bench, patted his buttocks, and bent down to clean up the guqin. He wanted to help, but was stopped by Linghu Ruoxu, so he had to lean on the tea tree, watch him slowly put away the guqin on the table, put on the piano cover, put it under his armpit, and sent it into the house.

After waiting for a while, Ling Hu Ruoxu took out a kettle from the house, walked halfway, patted his head again, and laughed at himself: "Old fool, there is no water in the kettle!" After speaking, he turned back to the house and scooped water from the water tank.

Finally, Ling Hu Ruoxu boiled water, put the teapot and tea bowl on the stone table in slow motion, and said to Yin Qin with a smile: "Brother Qin is really patient." ”

He wiped a stone bench with his sleeves and sat opposite Linghu Ruoxu, smiling at the corners of his mouth, without a look of impatience on his face, and waved his hand and said, "When I come here today, I came here to steal, what do I have to worry about?"

"Rare, rare. Linghu Ruoxu nodded, and he didn't know whether it was because of the rare patience of diligence, or the rare "stealing half a day's leisure".

The two of them talked and laughed around the table for a while, the water on the stove was boiling, and this time they took the initiative to get up and pour tea for Ling Hu Ruoxu, and then they looked at Ling Hu Ruoxu drinking tea with a smile.

Ling Hu Ruoxu took a sip of spiritual tea, a trace of comfort floated on his face, and he pointed to the empty bowl in front of Yin Qin and said, "This tea was only picked half a month ago, Brother Qin'er doesn't taste fresh?"

Yin Qin shook his head and smiled: "Have you forgotten that before the retreat, the master gave the ordination with his own hands? Not only can you not touch wine and meat, but you are not even allowed to touch tea." ”

"I really forgot about it. Ling Hu Ruoxu laughed for a while, and sighed, "Since your master opened the mountain gate, he has been busy every day, and it is rare to have time to retreat and practice/"

He nodded attentively: "Shizun will definitely not be able to get out of the customs until the end of the year this time, all because I am not capable of being a disciple, and I always have to be personally involved in everything." ”

Ling Hu Ruoxu raised his eyelids and glanced at the courtesy, a sly smile appeared on his face, and he leaned closer to the courtesy and asked: "Brother Qin'er sent those tabloids a few days ago, they are very exciting, I have read them several times, is there a fresh tabloid this time?"

"That's called internal ginseng. Director Yin rolled his eyelids, took out a thick pile from the Qiankun bag and handed it over, corrected, "It's not a tabloid." "The so-called internal reference is actually a summary of the daily situation that the ancestor did before, and on a whim a few days ago, he changed his name, and the full name is called "Hua Ci Feng Internal | Reference | News", referred to as "Internal Reference".

Linghu Ruoxu is now completely lost, and there is no way to "read" the jade slip, so the versions sent to him are specially transcribed on paper, which he simply refers to as "tabloids". Although the cultivation of the old insect king is gone, the three hundred years of experience in the barbarian ruins are still there, and he will regularly send him the "internal ginseng", and he will come to ask for advice in person every once in a while.

Looking at the pile of "internal ginseng" on the table, Ling Hu Ruoxu's eyes flashed, and in an instant, he became the old insect king in charge of the insect nest.

But the next moment, Ling Hu Ruoxu's expression was restrained, and a naughty smile appeared on his face, and he rubbed his wrinkled palm on the stack of paper for a while, and asked with a smile: "Why don't I play a dumb riddle with Brother Qin?" I won't read it first, just guess this tabloid... Uh, what's in the ginseng?"

Seeing his childlike appearance, Yin Qin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask you first, what are the movements of Linyuan City?"

"Linyuan... Ling Hu Ruo looked at the south with a virtual gaze, as if he could really glimpse Linyuan City thousands of miles away, "Since the fourth prince Wu Shengjing is still in Linyuan, he is naturally still the same on the surface. The wind and waves on Linyuan Lake are calm and peaceful. ”

"What about under the lake?" asked earnestly.

"That's an undercurrent, of course. Ling Hu Ruoxu took a sip of spiritual tea and smiled like an old fox.

"You always want to get words out of my mouth, this dumb riddle needs to be solved by yourself. Tell me what kind of turbulent method is the undercurrent under the surface of the lake?"

"Then I'll take a guess!" Ling Hu Ruoxu restrained his smile, wrenched his fingers, and said: "The first case, if my guess is not bad, there should be more than one team of boats in Linyuan City, right?"

Yin Qin nodded and said: "Yes, half a month ago, the Su army stationed in Linyuan suddenly changed their guard and replaced Lou Su, but they exchanged for Bi and Xu. ”

"Void Residence?" Ling Hu Ruoxu groaned, "Void Residence is the establishment of the Seven Residences in the North, and it actually changed its guard and went to Linyuan. ”

Yin Qin added: "I once heard Chu Ada's saying that it was the two teams of Su Jun Bi and Xuan who attacked her that day. ”

"The only one who can make this kind of transfer is the right minister in charge of the military department in the court, it seems that Tang Yanyi has decided to side with the four princes?" Ling Hu Ruoxu said in a quiet tone, "The four princes have the help of the right minister, will there be the meaning of the current Martial Emperor Wu Qingcang?"

It has long been no secret that Emperor Wu Qingcang co-opted Tang Yanyi, the right minister, to fight against his own uncle Li Laozu faction, and now not only has Tang Mianzhi, the left waiter, been following Wu Shengjing, but Tang Yanyi has also transferred Xusu from the north to enter Linyuan. On the surface, it is to resist the tide of beasts and strengthen the defense of the Western Wilderness, but in fact, the meaning of the right minister standing up to support the four princes is self-evident.