“......”

Xia Xun habitually curled his index finger with his fingers, helplessly hanging on the bridge of his nose...

There are some things he can't say too directly, otherwise he will hurt others and benefit himself. 『→お看書閣免费鲻連載小説閲讀網°C.... And some words must be weighed before they can be exported, otherwise it lacks a depth. Therefore, Xia Xun had to think for a while, wisps of thought in his mind.

The tea is cold, and the meaning is cold.

Ziluo did not move, watching chess without saying a word.

After a long while, Xia Xun spoke lightly and continued...

"Cao Yuanzheng..."

"A veteran of the Tang Dynasty and one of the eight great writers of the Northern Regions. He has been in politics for more than 40 years, and has served as a scholar of the Guozijian University, and is in charge of the civil and political affairs of the Northern Regions of the Tang Dynasty. Twelve years ago, he was sentenced to a heavy sentence of six clans by the current saint in the Jinluan Hall for conspiracy, rebellion, and rebellion. Overnight, in the southern city of Chang'an, the Cao family's Shangshu Mansion, there were 1,442 people up and down, and their heads fell to the ground. Cao Yuanzheng and 34 members of his immediate family were beheaded in the streets of Bai'an in Xicheng at noon on the same day, exposing their bodies for seven days..."

Having said that, in fact, it is just the beginning.

However, Xia Xun kept his mouth shut. Because, at this time, he had to ease the atmosphere in the arena...

Yuan, at the same time as he said this, the eyes of the Cao Pavilion Lord in front of him were already flushed, and there was a thick layer of bloodshots. It is not difficult to see from his fisted hands that at this moment, he must be trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart. If Xia Xun continues to say this, it is unknown whether this pavilion master can really withstand this spicy taste.

And, the eight old Confucians sitting on both sides also fell into a little bit of their eyebrows as they spoke. When Xia Xun said the first three words, they had actually guessed where Xia Xun would lead the topic...

That's a taboo to ask Tianshan!

"Karma..."

Xia Xun stopped talking for a long time before the Cao Pavilion Lord clenched his fists, tightened his teeth, and said word by word: "Skip this paragraph, continue..."

"Oh. ”

Xia Xun nodded slightly.

continued to say lightly: "Raiding the house and destroying the door, 1,442 people from the Cao family died unexpectedly. Alone in life... That's Cao Yuanzheng's eldest son, the heir to the mantle of the Zhi Sage, ask the contemporary pavilion master of the Heavenly Pavilion, that is, you..."

Xia Xun paused, and secretly glanced at the expression of the Cao Pavilion Master. Seeing that his anger did not continue to spread, Fang Anxin continued: "I think, over the years, you must have hated my grandfather. ”

“......”

Lord Cao did not answer.

"Just like you... When I was a child, I hated him too..."

"Twelve years ago, he knew that my father and mother would go south to the river valley and there must be no return, but he didn't force them to stay. So much so that..."

As he spoke, Xia Xun smiled as if relieved, and eased his stern tone a lot. The tone of the conversation changed slightly, skipped the topic, and said: "But, these are all in the past, it doesn't matter... As I became sensible, gradually, I didn't hate him anymore..."

"Because, I understand a truth. ”

Xia Xun's indifferent smile turned into a slight solemnity.

That is, there are a lot of dirty things in the world that should not be done, and someone has to take care of them. No matter life or death, no matter rise or fall, whether it should be or not, just look at whether it is worth it or not.

It's called, the big picture...

If not, when things get to the worst. This dirty work has to be undertaken by everyone. Giving up the big and taking the small, throwing watermelon and picking up sesame seeds, this is not worth it. ”

While speaking, Xia Xun spread his hands indifferently.

I think many people understand this truth. Such as Prince An, such as the dancing princess, such as today's saints, and many more. Among these people, or the current one... You!"

In the last word, Xia Xun deliberately added a lot of affirmative tones. It feels like the "or" he says is not an "or", but an inevitability!

At this point, the eight old Confucians watching the chess around seemed to have some doubts. And the thing they were puzzled about was probably the last few names that Xia Xun pointed out. After all, Xia Xun's words are vague, and those who don't know the root must not know the stakes between them. I don't understand what Xia Xun wants to express in the end. It's not about knowledge, it's a matter of hierarchy and vision...

Seeing that no one was talking, Xia Xun continued to mutter: "So, the person I should hate is not my grandfather." Rather, the people who threw this basin of dirty water and took my father's mother's life. This is called the wronged and the debtor. You should have to figure this out. ”

"So what?"

His face was stiff, and his hands were still tense.

Xia Xun said so much, and the Cao Pavilion Lord finally responded. The whites of his eyes were bloody, and the hatred and anger in his heart were self-evident. It's just that there's something missing...

"The creditor of the Cao family is your grandfather. And where is your hatred, and what does it have to do with me?"

"Do you have any questions about this?" Xia Xun asked without answering.

“......”

Pavilion Master Cao didn't answer again, maybe he couldn't answer.

As the old man at the top of the mountain said a few days ago, this question is as he said. The Dao heart of the Cao Pavilion Lord has been chaotic. On the issue of grievances and hatred, which is more important, he actually doesn't have a foundation in his heart, and he can't measure it. So how does he answer?

"If one day, my grandfather pays you the debt. Could it be that your heart debt can be emptied?" Xia Xun said lightly, slowly holding a sunspot from the chess slip in one hand...

"You can't be empty..."

"Because, you know from beginning to end, the root of the problem is not my grandfather. If one day, my grandfather is no longer in the game. I think you're going to feel hopeless..."

"Da!"

"After all, you're too weak!"

Hot!

The sunspot falls, four words, ruthless!

Xia Xun's voice was not loud, it was the momentum that suddenly leaked out of his words, like a storm crashing on the shore! Coupled with the sound of sunspots falling, it was like a big mountain suddenly falling into Pinghu! It made several old Confucians who had been prepared for a long time tremble in shock.

Let's just say...

Xia Xun's momentum was also discharged. But it left an awkward impression on the eight old Confucians...

It's the mind that is really close.

An out-of-body child, with foreshadowing sentences all the way, the final sentence can actually break people's hearts in an instant. It's remarkable. For this grasp of time, as well as the calculation of language, and the grasp of tone, it is impossible to make it so subtle without a mastery of the peak. Xia Xun's foundation is once again beyond their imagination...

“......”

The eyes are dark and the complexion is stiff.

But it is not difficult to feel that at this moment, the aura on the body of the Cao Pavilion Lord has sunk a lot compared to before. Obviously, Xia Xun took his death hole just right. As Xia Xun said, in front of the overall situation, a small king is nothing at all. If you want to revenge the murder of your father and the annihilation of the clan with your own strength, it is simply a fool's dream, which is more difficult than ascending to the sky!

This must be where he has been struggling all along...

He's too weak.

"So, you have to pray that my grandfather is alive. ”

Ziluo withdrew his hand, Xia Xun's face showed an extremely serious emotion: "Moreover, I have to live well, no illness or pain, be healthy, go south as soon as possible, and regain the Tang Dynasty." Otherwise, that's all you have for the rest of your life. There is no love in life, and there is no face in death to see Jiuquan's father, and he lives the rest of his life with a conscience. Or one day when you go crazy and moths break into Kyoto to kill yourself..."

"Na..."As he spoke, Xia Xun spread his hands again and made a look of indifference: "Words, I have already made it very clear to you." My time is precious, and I have to go back to the Seven Star Courtyard when I'm done. As for whether you accept it or not, you can quickly weigh it yourself. ”

“......”

Insolent, impudent.

In the last word, Xia Xun's title to the Lord of Cao Pavilion has been changed from "you" to "you". No matter in terms of generation and age, Xia Xun's approach is extremely rude. However, at this moment, including the eight old Confucians who watched chess, they didn't think there was anything wrong with this title...

Because, Xia Xun's words are high enough.

It was like a sharp sword that suddenly came out of its sheath and hit the throat of the Cao Pavilion Lord. The slightest broken flesh is rolling and bleeding, as long as the hand holding the sword pushes forward one more inch, then the Cao Pavilion Lord will inevitably die!

It's a coercion...

If you obey, you will live in peace, and if you don't obey, you will bury the second half of your life!

There is no other option...

"Heh..."

“......”

The breeze is blowing, and the tea is fragrant.

The green and faint brown color has sunk halfway. And the expression of the Lord of Cao Pavilion was like the two cups of tea on the bamboo table, and he also sank halfway. There is cold but not quiet, carefree but worried, and between the gentle eyebrows, there is a sadness and desolation.

Is it unwilling...

A resentment that has been suppressed at the bottom of my heart for twelve years is unwilling to be let go. It's not about discretion, it's about his own heart. Even if the facts are in front of him, he doesn't want to admit the truth. Because, after so many years of grievances, hatreds, and grudges, he can't measure them, and he can't handle that degree. Now that others are forcing him to choose, or is he being forced to make a choice by an out-of-body child, what is the matter?

Perhaps, he is really too weak...

Sha...

With a broad palm, he slowly picked up a white piece from the chess slip. The random place landed in the upper right corner of the board. There are no other chess pieces around here, so this white piece seems to be very lonely. Although it is not in line with chess, it is very much in line with the state of mind of the Cao Pavilion Lord at this moment...

"You, won again. ”

“......”

If you fall into chess, stop it, and just say a word.

Without waiting for someone to answer, with a wave of his sleeves, Pavilion Master Cao stood up and left in the direction of the staircase.

Tall back, slightly sad...

Chess is like a heart, and the heart is like a mirror.

Xiao Xiao is sad and sad.

All living beings seek dreams, and there is no distinction between things and places in dreams. A moment of spring breeze is proud, and the end of the world is hazy, and the good and evil are tossed.

There are more than 1,400 people in the Cao family, and now there is only one person left. And the enemies are above, and they are all in the Nine Heavens. If you want to avenge this family, you can only borrow the hand of another enemy.

It's a sadness.

"Uh..."

Without looking back, without stopping, Xiao Se's figure disappeared from the edge of everyone's eyes along the stairs. When the Cao Pavilion Master left for a long time, the eight big-eyed old Confucians came back to their senses slightly.

"That's it?"

"What the hell?"

“......”

Everyone has a feeling of unfinished business.

Although, Xia Xun sealed his throat with one word and took Huanglong directly. forced people to retreat, and there was always a dead end. But the choice and transformation of the Cao Pavilion Lord was inevitably too fast. It feels like the Lord of the Cao Pavilion has already made plans to surrender, just waiting for Xia Xun to speak...

And the reason for this...

At this time, it is estimated that only Xia Xun can be clear.

Without it, it is the heart of the Lord of the Cao Pavilion, in fact, on the night when Xia Xun broke into the sky, it had been completely broken by the old man on the top of the mountain. And Xia Xun's words today were actually just the last straw that crushed his Dao heart.

"It's over. ”

Xia Xun innocently pursed his mouth.

"Disaster Star!" "The eldest Confucian in the field looked at the ink jade bamboo slips left by the master of the Cao Pavilion on the main table. Suddenly, he slapped his chest in pain and scolded Xia Xun.

"Disaster star, you bastard! You actually broke Renxuan's Dao heart!

"Uh..."

Xia Xun scratched his nose in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "It's actually none of my business." Grandpa Zhi asked me to do it. He's an old man, and that's a good thing. If it is not broken, it will not stand, and if it is broken, it will allow Lord Cao Ge to go further in the future. So, you don't have to worry..."

"Hey!"

"You... Are you still reasonable?"

"What a scourge you are!"

"Why do you always resist our Shanzi?"

"You're not kind!"

“......”

Babble.

Seeing Xia Xun's innocent face, several old Confucians became even more angry. If it weren't for the face of the old man on the top of the mountain, maybe these old Confucians would have to continue to scold Xia Xun until he was bloody.

But, now, it's useless to scold.

After chattering a few words, an old Confucian who was sitting close to him pointed to the chessboard on the main table angrily and asked a question that they had been holding back for a long time.

"What kind of mess did you guys do today?"

"Oh... This one..."

Xia Xun still looked innocent. With one hand, he picked up a white piece from the chess slip and landed it on the board. Where the children fell, just connected the two white seeds on the top and bottom into a line.

"Those who have five sons and a line are victorious. ”

Slowly, Xia Xun set off a faint naughty color.

"Chess name: Wuzi. ”

"I'll fuck you!"

“......”