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"Zheng Zheng ......"

The sound of the piano suddenly came from the depths of the bamboo forest, very elegant, and after a while, there were a few soft flute sounds sandwiched into the rhyme of the piano. The sound of the lyre is peaceful and clear, and it is even more moving with the distant hole flute, and the sound of the piano rhyme flute seems to be asking and answering, lingering * lingering * sympathy.

But when I heard the sound of the piano, the sound of the flute slowly went down, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer floating in the wind, but it was endless, and it increased the meaning of returning to the intestines. As for Yaoqin, it suddenly made a clanging sound, as if it had the intention of killing, but the sound of the flute was still gentle and tactful.

After a while, the sound of the qin also became softer, the two notes went up and down, and the sound of the qin rhyme and flute changed sharply in the ground, as if seven or eight yaoqin and seven or eight dong flutes were playing music at the same time.

Although the sound of the piano flute is extremely complex and varied, each sound is subdued and melodious, which is enough to make the blood of any listener feel like they want to stand up and wander.

After a while, the sound of the flute changed again, the sound of the flute changed to the main key, and the lyre was just the accompaniment of the flute, but the sound of the flute became higher and higher, adding to the atmosphere of resentment.

"Tweet ......"

The birds in the forest were singing sadly, and it seemed that they couldn't stand the sour feeling of the piano and flute ensemble, so they had to leave their homes temporarily.

"Zheng ......"

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound, the sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the flute stopped.

After Shi Zhixuan sat on the table, Ruyu's palms gently stroked the tight strings, extremely gentle, "Yuyan, we have more and more tacit understanding...... I have a soul!"

Zhu Yuyan put down the jasper cave flute, got up, and picked up the steaming kettle from the small red clay stove, while frowning slightly: "There is a tacit understanding, but I am afraid that it is far from talking!"

"That's because we don't know each other well enough......"

Shi Zhixuan said with deep meaning, his fingers led upward, and the dried bamboo tube tea leaves flew over, divided into two strands and injected into Zhu Yuyan and his own cup in time.

Zhu Yuyan glanced at him angrily, the cold air in her hand was suddenly retracted, the kettle was tilted, and the cup was poured into the cup one by one with the sweet mountain spring water that had been boiled and cooled down slightly.

The fragrance of fresh tea rises and pours in, which is refreshing.

Zhu Yuyan muttered: "Why is my Xiao Yi obviously close to the Tao, and his mind and mind want to follow Xiao Sheng's psychic and thorough, flying at will, far and wide, but he is bound by his body, tied his hands and feet, and feels distressed from time to time...... There is always a lack of the kind of clarity and emptiness in your piano sound, and the sky is free. ”

Shi Zhixuan raised his glass and sniffed lightly, and said lightly: "Just because you have a first glimpse of the supreme demon way, you can't be immersed in the wonderful realm of the unity of heaven and man for a long time. ”

Zhu Yuyan pondered, and after a moment hesitated: "Now that the situation is very good, why did you suddenly withdraw away from Chang'an?

"Yuyan, you actually want to know if I'm going to start a new stove, right?" Shi Zhixuan smiled slightly and took a sip of tea, "The reason why I temporarily avoided Yangzhou City was because I was going to retreat and cultivate for a while.

When I get out, I think you must have got rid of Yang Jian and taken power......"

Thinking about it, he admires himself a lot, knowing that Zhu Yuyan and the Yin Sect are likely to steal chickens and rice from Yang Jian's hands, but the words he says are upside down, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Is it really a retreat?" Zhu Yuyan snorted, "Don't have a few more children at that time......"

"How come?" Shi Zhixuan didn't blink, and said unashamedly, "If I want to add a son and a half daughter in the future, I can discuss it with you Yuyan...... I think that the sons and daughters who have inherited our excellent bloodline will surely be better than the blue, and continue to rule the Holy Gate after us!"

Zhu Yuyanqiao's face was slightly red, but she didn't refute, "Since you are leaving tomorrow, then I will make an exception to dance a Heavenly Demon * wonderful * dance for you......"

"It's an honor!" Shi Zhixuan's eyes lit up, he turned around and knelt on the desk, pressed the strings with both palms, and prepared to start accompanying her, "When the Heavenly Demon dances, the most beautiful and the most evil merge into one...... It's a different kind of dance than a decent dance!"

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Night falls.

Eldest Sun Sheng stepped into Wen Caiting's palace as promised, and said unhappily: "Why are you becoming more and more unscrupulous?"

"Don't you want me?" Wen Caiting smiled skillfully, "Don't worry, I have instructed Senior Brother Bian to take Yu Wenyun out of the palace to look for wild flowers!"

Moreover, the hidden power left by Yuwen Yong in the palace is now in the hands of my faction, not to mention letting you enter and leave the palace at will, even if you want to sleep on Yu Wenyun's dragon bed for one night, Yu Wenyun will definitely not find the slightest clue!"

Changsun Sheng was secretly frightened by the rapid expansion of the Yin Sect, as if it was in such a matter as eroding the Hou Palace, the Yin Sect had always been unfavorable and unfavorable.

Wen Caiting's starry eyes looked at Changsun Sheng's handsome face in a daze, but in a trance, she saw that his face was blurred, and it turned into Shi Zhixuan's cold and evil face, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, and suddenly woke up.

Even though she vaguely understood that this was the sequelae of Shi Zhixuan's thorough subjugation from her body to spirit, she still couldn't force herself to completely forget about him after trying her best.

Thinking of Senior Sister Yuyan's smile when she came back from her tryst with Shi Zhixuan today, it made her feel gloomy and empty for a while, and she just couldn't wait to meet Changsun Sheng to fill this gap.

Changsun Sheng may have noticed something, but he didn't refuse this kind of glamorous blessing, not to mention that she could also use it to borrow some Yin Sect power to achieve her goals......

At some point, the dark clouds rolled under the night sky, and the waning moon disappeared in the blink of an eye.

............

It wasn't until half an hour later that the waning moon shone back into the dormitory.

Changsun Sheng's eyes flickered, and he didn't know where his thoughts had gone.

Wen Caiting snorted coldly and was dissatisfied, "With me, you still think about other women?"

Changsun Sheng suddenly became irritable, and said coldly: "Each other!

"All men are like this......" Wen Caiting felt even more jealous, but her eyes were cold, flickering from time to time, as if she was pondering some thoughts.

After a while, Changsun Sheng walked out of the palace with a gloomy face, strolling alone in the shadows of the streets and alleys, thinking about what he had just done to deliberately stimulate Wen Caiting's jealousy and the possible chain reaction afterwards, complex emotions surged violently like a stormy wave, drowning his heart.

With all kinds of struggles and battles in his mind, all kinds of sourness and bitterness came one after another, making him suffocate for a while, and he couldn't help but hold on to the wall and tremble.

Finally, he gradually settled down and forcibly suppressed the heart-rending pain, the delicate faces of Yu Wenhan and Wen Caiting flashed in front of him, the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of mockery, and he sighed hoarse and low: "Stupid woman, stupid feelings......"

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The next day, after the meeting.

Yu Wenyun, whose eyes were blue and sunken, lay tired in Wen Caiting's arms, enjoying the pinching of her warm nephrite hands.

Wen Caiting seemed to have no intention of saying: "Your Majesty, I heard that the Turkic envoy re-proposed the marriage proposal in addition to redeeming the corpse of the Turkic Bowl, I don't know what Your Majesty plans to do?"

Yu Wenyun said weakly: "The Turks are very sincere in showing goodwill to my Great Zhou, and they are willing to send Gao Shaoyi and other pseudo-Qi remnants first. Therefore, most of the Chinese military officials agreed to marry a clan daughter, Yu Turkic Shabalu Khan, believing that this would be a close relationship between the two countries for decades. ”

Wen Caiting's beautiful eyes rolled, "Then has Your Majesty chosen someone?"

"Not yet...... Now there is no princess of appropriate age in the palace, so she can only choose from many daughters to be married. But if you choose the daughter of the distant branch, it will inevitably have a low status, which will make the Turks doubt the sincerity of my Great Zhou's harmony, and the daughter of the near branch is all from rich and noble backgrounds, which one is willing to marry to the bitter cold land outside the Saiwai?"

In the end, Yu Wenyun had obvious disdain on his face.

Although the Yuwen clan was also a member of the prairie a long time ago, like all the grassland tribes who entered the Central Plains to achieve positive results, the Yuwen clan also forgot the past in a blink of an eye and began to despise the tribes that still lived in the grassland.

Wen Caiting pondered and said: "The concubine heard that Yu Wenhan, the daughter of Zhao Wang Yu Wenzhao, was deeply influenced by her mother, and was proficient in poetry and books since she was a child, and was versatile.

What's more, Yu Wenhan is proficient in poetry and books, and he must understand the righteousness and dedicate himself to the country......"

Yu Wenyun frowned and thought about it, and finally remembered Yu Wenhan, a beautiful and lively cousin, thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but applaud and praise: "This discussion is very good...... Tomorrow, I will decree the canonization of Princess Hanmei Wei Qianjin, so that she will marry the Turkic Shabalu Khan on a certain day. ”

Wen Caiting reminded again: "Previously, the Turks were defeated in the hands of King Wu and lost face, if they sent someone to Chang'an to welcome their relatives, they would definitely choose many masters to accompany them, show their prestige, and try to save some face."

In the same way, if Your Majesty sends someone to send off relatives, you should also carefully select people with excellent civil and military skills to accompany you, otherwise if the family sending team is humiliated in the Turks, won't it make my Great Zhou lose face?"

"The queen of love is thoughtful and reasonable!" Yu Wenyun hesitated: "If you send King Wu to go, you will definitely be able to frustrate the prestige of the Turks again, but if the King of Wu sends his relatives, isn't it overkill, and it will also make the Turks feel that there is no one in the Great Zhou?"

Wen Caiting's eyes flowed, and Mei * Gong was fully developed, inducing Yu Wenyun's mind, "In addition to King Wu, there are still top masters such as Pu Liurujian, Yu Chi Hui, Yu Wensheng, Yuwen Shenqing, Yuwen Shenju, Changsun Sheng, etc., why don't Your Majesty choose one or two of them to entrust you with important tasks?"

Although Yuwen Yun was already dizzy, the emperor's instinct made him refuse to send the civil and military ministers and clan generals to the enemy country, so he said with almost no hesitation: "Then let Yuwen Shenqing and Changsun Sheng go!"

Wen Caiting's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of pleasure: Changsun Sheng, Changsun Sheng...... Not only do I want to break you up with Yu Wenhan, but I also want you to personally send her to other men's arms, I look forward to your heartbroken look at that time, which will definitely make you look even more handsome and charming!

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The back garden of King Zhao's mansion.

In the red and glamorous maple forest, Changsun Sheng hugged Yu Wenhan tightly, which made her intoxicated, and she couldn't help but wonder: Why did he hold so hard today, as if I would fly away as soon as he let go?

After a long while, the two finally parted and began to walk side by side under the maple forest.

Yu Wenhan's beautiful big eyes sparkled, "It's so strange, why didn't you see you for just one night, I always felt that you had a little more depression and vicissitudes of temperament, just like you suddenly grew ten years old overnight?"

"The only woman in the world who can speed up the growth of men is women!"

Changsun Sheng smiled casually, while enjoying every moment of joy with his lover, he forcibly suppressed the endless pain and suffering of betraying his lover in his heart, and did his best to keep it from showing on his expression and eyes.

This unique realization of love and pain, joy and sorrow, happiness and suffering, as if darkness and light are intertwined, makes him feel that his spiritual power has grown subtly every moment, becoming more and more solid and delicate, and more inclined to darkness, but the significant improvement of the realm of demonic power is not false.

"Asceticism, asceticism...... How can physical suffering be as good as spiritual suffering? This is just the beginning! If I can't bear this little mental torture, how can I talk about turning the clouds and rain and accomplishing the great cause of the Holy Gate?"

Changsun Sheng reminded himself with such words every time, allowing his spiritual will to be on the verge of collapse to condense again, and the pure love of Yu Wenhan beside him was also an excellent painkiller, which couldn't help but soothe his broken soul and prevent him from completely going mad.

However, the more this happened, the more his heartache deepened for his betrayal of her, and it broke his heart again......

The delicate balance is indescribable!

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At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and it is known as the "fairy capital".

An old man in a Taoist robe with a white beard and white eyebrows, and his eyes were quiet and walked side by side with Yang Jian, and his every move was full of the dusty meaning of "its movement is like water, and its silence is like a mirror".

“...... Legend has it that in the Spring and Autumn Period, Hangu Pass ordered Yin Xi to build grass for the building here, to observe the celestial phenomena, because of the name of the grass building. Lao Tzu wrote the "Tao Te Ching" here for 5,000 words, and built a platform to teach the scriptures in the high post of Lounan, also known as the scripture platform, which is the ancient stone platform......"

"The demeanor of the sages really makes Yang admire him very much!" Yang Jian followed the old words and flattered, his eyes swept over the heavy houses in the valley and fields below, and he silently calculated the number and strength of the Louguan Taoist sect in his heart.

At first glance, the number of people in the Louguan faction is not much, it seems that there are three or two big cats and small cats, but just by virtue of the ten elders of Tiangu led by this Yan Da Lao Dao beside him, they are an outstanding master group.

They alone may be far inferior to Ning Daoqi, but the ten of them together, even the four great holy monks have to take a detour, let alone Ning Daoqi alone?

Moreover, there is another thing that is far superior to Ning Daoqi, that is, their Louguan Sect has a long history, and for several generations, they have been the veritable head of the Northern Daomen, and they have a complete sect inheritance, and they also need to continue this inheritance, so they have to worry about the attitude of those in power towards the Daomen.

On the contrary, Ning Daoqi is known as a "scattered person", it is his single one, belonging to the Daomen, but he is free from the Daomen, although it is difficult to be controlled by the authorities, but his lack of achievements in the prestige and power of the Daomen also makes it impossible for him to put pressure on the vast number of Buddhism.

At that time, the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism constrained each other, but Confucianism was scattered into large and small scholars, and the interests were mixed, and it was difficult to govern, so the only one that could be used to balance Buddhism was the authentic Taoism.

With his mind turning, Yang Jian said sincerely: "The first emperor ordered the construction of a channel view here, never thought of a sudden catastrophe, the dragon controls Bintian, now Yang wants to follow the unfinished ambition of the first emperor, and send the people to build a channel view of five thousand, I don't know what to do with Yan Dao's long will?"

Even with the cultivation of the peak of Grandmaster Yan Da, he could hear the words "I want to inherit the unfinished ambition of the first emperor", and I couldn't help but shrink my pupils, and I was secretly frightened by Yang Jian's ambition and courage.

The so-called "unfinished ambition of the first emperor" is to continue to build a channel in a small way, and to continue to unify the great cause of the world.

There is a pun here, which is nothing more than forcing the Louguan faction to stand in line early and contribute to others. (To be continued.) )