Her name is Zeng Fu.

She lived alone in a secluded courtyard near the palace, and was busy every day, tidying up this little home, and there was no room for a single speck of dust in her eyes, because of this excessive cleanliness, she had few friends, except for an occasional visit to the palace, she hardly left the house, food and daily necessities were provided by the royal family regularly, and she did not have to contact with the outside world.

Therefore, when there was a knock on the door outside, Zeng Fu took a while to react, folded the rag and put it on a special plate, washed and dried his hands again, and then stepped out of the house to open the door.

The guests outside were not in a hurry, they just waited quietly.

Mu Xingqiu came to visit Zeng Fu under the construction of the dragon demon, and Mr. Qin followed behind him, his face was blank, as if he was still reminiscing about the aroma he smelled before, as if he was thinking about some problem.

Zeng Fu pushed open the door, looked at the face that had barely changed, was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Why are you dressed like this? Can you cultivate the inner pill now by farming? Come in, this old gentleman...... Can the little donkey stay outside? It looks like it's shedding......"

Zeng Fu's home is quite a bit of the style of the ancestral Fengtai courtyard, spotless, simple decoration, almost no superfluous things, tables and chairs are only coated with a thin layer of varnish, the drinks for guests are cool well water, the food is pure snacks, and some bronze utensils are placed in the room, all of which are ordinary and have no blessing spells.

Although the hospitality was simple, Zeng Fu was busy for a while, and after seeing Mu Xingqiu and the old gentleman drinking water and eating snacks and showing a satisfied expression, she smiled again, "It's really unexpected, there have always been rumors that you died." ”

Zeng Fu has no Taoist roots and cannot practice, but his personality is very similar to that of a Taoist priest, he looks down on life and death, and has lived among ordinary people for more than 20 years and has not changed.

"Almost died. Fortunately, he escaped, and Zuo Liuying also escaped. Mu Xingqiu looked at Zeng Fu, she was old, the corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles, and there were more wrinkles when she laughed, but she still loved to laugh.

"Zuo Liuying has lived long enough, if you die, it will be a pity...... Where did he go?" Zeng Fu was closed to the news, and he didn't know anything about what was happening in Yelin Town.

He went to Artemisia to ask for his original form. ”

"So what kind of body is he using now? Forget it, don't tell me. I can't understand it, and I can't imagine it, anyway, he has a lot of ability, and he can toss it as much as he wants. Zeng Fu waved his hand, as if such an action could drive Zuo Liuying away, "What about your little henchman bald? Over the years, I think he has the most ...... Forget it, there is no need to say it, alas. Poor little guy. ”

Mu Xingqiu just lowered his gaze, Zeng Fu guessed the result, sighed a few times for the bald man, and then said with a smile: "Let me guess." You definitely didn't come to me to catch up on the past, it seems that you have heard about the changes in the imperial capital. ”

The change happened to Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao - this name is rarely called anymore, she is the leader of the Sacred Rune Dynasty Monk Legion, known as "Pei Shuai" or "Xiu Shuai". This legion is closely related to the Honmon Order, but not to each other—for the first very simple, even childish reasons. Stemming from a controversy: in the battle of Wangshan, who had the greater credit for the Fu Gong Master or the monk.

The controversy was originally harmless, and after the tragic victory, the Holy Rune Dynasty was willing to give any survivor a reward, but no one expected that after ten years, almost the year when the new imperial capital was built, the controversy would become uncontrollable, and even caused a major division.

No one knows how the argument got to this point, and many little things accumulate together, and everyone feels that they have a point, and they all think that they have been wronged, and the anger in their hearts grows stronger, and finally they have to vent it publicly.

Since about seven or eight years ago, the relationship between the Fu Gong Master and the monk can no longer maintain balance, and there have been frequent open and secret fights, and even casualties.

For the Fu Sect Master, the Dragon Bin Society was the foundation of the human dynasties, whether it was in the Battle of Wangshan or in all previous battles, they played the most important role, and the monks - in private, the Fu Master still called them "loose cultivators" - served the dynasty for only twenty years, before that, they were usually outlaws, and even had close contacts with the demon clan, and were the targets of the Dragon Bin Society.

The monks were very clear about what the Fu Masters thought in their hearts, and in their eyes, it was like a conspiracy: first tricked them into joining the war to defend the Holy Fu Dynasty, and then after the victory of the war, they were angry at this vigilance, because they thought that they had a choice in the first place, and if the scattered cultivators all took refuge in the country of sacrifice or the half-demon of Wangshan, it would not be the Longbin Society that gave orders to the human race at this time.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao, the leaders of the Longbin Society and the Monk Order, respectively, tried their best to control their complaints at first, and generously rewarded them for their merits, hoping to calm things down, but the two failed, and when the Fu Master and the monk broke openly, a rift also arose between them, and it was rumored that the husband and wife had not lived together for many years.

"Alas, Prince Xin and Xiao Qingtao are fighting a war that is doomed to failure. Zeng Fu still used their old names, she had been a cold bystander for many years, she knew little about specific things, but she saw the big picture more clearly, "The battle between the master and the monk is like dust in this room, this point and that, it seems to be clean, if you look closely, it is everywhere, you have to keep wiping it, but who has so much time? As long as you are not paying attention, the dust is quietly accumulating, and by the time you find it, it has become dirty." ”

Zeng Fu stared at Mu Xingqiu's straw hat, a small piece of crumbs on the brim of the hat was crumbling, like a malicious scout, threatening to attract a lot of enemies at any time.

Ordinary people don't know much about this increasingly strict split, and the two sides have their own opinions, Zeng Fu is a rare neutral insider, and the dragon demon Jian yì Mu Xingqiu asked her about the situation, which once again proved that she has a unique vision.

Needless to ask, this intensifying controversy must be related to the instigation of the demon seed, and Mu Xingqiu still wondered about that incident: why did about thirty percent of the Fu Master not enter the demon.

Zeng Fu couldn't answer this question, she didn't know that the demon seed still existed, and like ordinary civilians, she thought that the battle of Wangshan had completely solved the threat of the demon race.

"I rarely see monks in the city, where have they gone?" asked Mu Xingqiu.

"It's all in the Five Elements Camp outside the city, which are the five military camps built by Xiao Qingtao according to gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the monks and the Fu Master don't trust each other, and they will do it if they can't say a few words when they meet, so the two sides have demarcated their respective spheres of influence and rarely cross the line. The city is the territory of the Fu Gong Master, and it is said that there is an area in the northeast city that belongs to the monks, but I have never been to it, so I don't know much about it. ”

Zeng Fu hadn't said so many words for too long, he felt that his throat was a little dry, drank a little water, and let out a long breath, "It's good that you're here." ”

"I'm afraid I can't stop this fight now, Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao...... There may be some changes. "Mu Xingqiu failed to remove the demonic thoughts of the people of the Hong Cultivation Society in Broken Flow City, and he will not succeed in Huangjing, and Mr. Qin has not found a good way to raise Neidan to the realm of serving the sun until now, he can only wait.

"Of course there will be changes. Zeng Fu's eyes widened, slightly surprised, and he also looked a little younger, "Not everyone is as immortal as you and Zuo Liuying, Prince Xin and Xiao Qingtao have a heavy burden on their shoulders, and they are big people, and their mood is naturally different from that of being a Taoist priest." I still have changes when I sit at home, let alone them? But no matter how they change, they will still listen to you, you are Mu Xingqiu, using illusions...... Then, everyone will be obedient. ”

Mu Xingqiu smiled and shook his head, "I don't have that much ability. ”

"I've always had a good impression of you, and I thought you cast a spell on me. ”

Mu Xingqiu laughed even louder, and then he asked, "What about Emperor Ci and Empress Xun, and how did they do it?"

Zeng Fu frowned slightly and thought for a while, "Emperor Ci is still the same, he remains impartial in a matter of qiē, and rarely intervenes directly, and the Empress is smoked...... How to put it well, her change is more obvious than anyone else. ”

"Really?" Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised, the Queen of Smoke in his memory had obvious goals and firm will, and should be the one who changed the least.

"I will go into the palace every month to see her and chat with her, she doesn't care much now, no, I should say that she doesn't care at all, she doesn't have children herself, she concentrates on raising the children of several concubines, and other than that, she writes and paints. I told her about the dispute between the Fu Master and the monk, and she was not interested at all, saying that she should 'go with the flow', and her tone was very similar to that of a Taoist priest. ”

Mu Xingqiu couldn't imagine Xin Youxun's disheartened appearance.

"The war hurt her a lot. Zeng Fu defended Empress Xun, "I think she can no longer bear the scene where she killed tens of millions of people, after all, she is not a real Taoist priest." ”

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, "Do you have any news about Yang Qingyin and them?"

"No, it is said, it is just said that her relationship with the Holy Rune Dynasty is not very good, there have been some disputes, and it has been a long time since she has been in contact. ”

Mu Xingqiu expected that this would be the case, he thought about it for a while, analyzed the form of the imperial capital, and found that the spell was of less use here, unless Mr. Qin could immediately teach him the way to safely remove the demonic thoughts, otherwise, rash interference would only make the split even more severe.

"I want to see Queen Smoke. He said.

Zeng Fu's eyes widened again, and then slowly smiled, "Okay, I will enter the palace as usual in three days, and I will ask Empress Xun's opinion - you still believe in her, and think she can turn things around, right?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, out of the impression and some intuition many years ago, he still chose to start from Queen Xun in the midst of a thousand things.

"I hope you're right, but you also have to be prepared and don't be too disappointed, Queen Smoke has really changed a lot. ”

The crumbs on the brim of the hat finally fell on the tabletop, and Zeng Fu grabbed it in his hand, not giving it a chance to destroy the cleanliness, "I will pass the word for you, and you will also pass the word for me, sue Sù Zuo Liuying...... I miss him very much, but I don't want him to come to see me, my daughter is old, my father is still so young, it is an embarrassing thing after all, I can't help but be jealous. ”

Zeng Fu showed a bright smile, which was both a submission to the old man and a resistance to it.

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