Sheng Fu

Chapter 325 Some people go away, some people return home

Beihai, Mingyue Mountain.

In winter, the waves are silent and the fog is boundless.

For those who practice all the year round, the four seasons flow in the blink of an eye.

On the nine-storey tower, Empress Fuyao looked neither sad nor happy, she didn't mind Jing Peiyao bringing back a friend.

Chu Jinyan was restless, terrified and at a loss.

Empress Fuyao said softly: "Everything is fine as usual, you don't need to be restrained, the first floor of the tower is your place of practice."

Chu Jinyan hummed tremblingly, the invisible oppression was hard to describe, she carefully controlled her breath.

Then he bowed slightly and left for the time being.

Jing Peiyao did not take the initiative to help Chu Jinyan out of the siege, and not everyone got along with Empress Fuyao head-on, some things have to be experienced before they can be sublimated.

Empress Fuyao said softly: "Going to God's Domain, it seems that I haven't made much progress."

There are countless bloody snowfalls, which are nothing in the eyes of Fuyao Empress. She is fierce and fierce, and it is difficult to be elegant.

Jing Peiyao resolutely said: "Maybe, I will retreat for a period of time. During this period, I will leave all matters concerning Mingyue Mountain to Chu Jinyan."

"From your point of view, what will happen to her in the future?"

Empress Fuyao said casually: "Breaking the pole is already the limit, only mediocrity."

Jing Peiyao didn't refute it, because there was no way to refute it, no one in the world would doubt Empress Fuyao's vision.

"After I leave the customs, I will do some things I want to do, and I will probably not follow your old path."

Empress Fuyao laughed silently and did not reprimand her.

Once some things are decided, they will never change, especially for stubborn people.

Letting go of love and concern is something most people cannot do, and Jing Peiyao, one of the eight Gus, is no exception.

Empress Fuyao said: "It's up to you. It was an accident that you and I met. Maybe you will go out of your own way. No matter what you do, I don't care."

"Only one thing, don't be a foil for Lord Yuwen, that young man from the dragon clan may also be an ambitious wolf."

Jing Peiyao stroked Liuxue's sword hilt, nodded slightly and said, "Understood."

Empress Fuyao said: "In winter, about five years from now, war will come. Do you have any ideas?"

Jing Peiyao said truthfully: "Under the general situation, it is difficult for one person to resist, and I am willing to do anything that is difficult."

Empress Fuyao smiled lightly and said, "Okay, before that, there is one last thing. If you see a woman you like in the future, you can accept me as an apprentice."

Jing Peiyao was slightly taken aback, unable to believe it.Empress Fuyao smiled and said, "As you can imagine, there is no immortal person, immortal country, or immortal tree in this world."

"You have obtained the true biography of me and Pu Weiqing. In the years to come, no woman in the human race can compete with you, but I still hope that you will stand out and shine in the world."

"Whether the chaos will come is unknown, but it is destined that many people will die and order will be rebuilt."

"What you get is up to you."

For such a descendant, Fuyao felt neither sad nor happy, and some roads might only be suitable for one person to walk.

Raising her jade hand slightly, a tiny stream of crape myrtle essence poured into Jing Peiyao's eyebrows.

"Every seed will have its own destiny. I have opened up a path for you, but it is not over yet. You have to walk the rest of the path by yourself."

Jing Peiyao stood up and bowed deeply, but stopped talking.

Empress Fuyao said: "You can rest assured, even if you die, I will bury a Marshal of the Protoss at the most suitable time."

Jing Peiyao did not shed tears, her beautiful eyes were empty and blank.

Wanduan, is it really unreachable?
Empress Fuyao looked at the four poles of the world, there seemed to be nothing worth nostalgic for, and there seemed to be some, all the past, turned into a smile of relief, she was beautiful, like the first ray of light.

Stepping out with one step, she disappeared into the vast world. No one knows where she went, but she probably won't come back.

Jing Peiyao bowed deeply towards the distance, bowed her hands together, and didn't get up for a long time.

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After nightfall, the imperial capital is brightly lit and bustling.

The Hongyan Building was even more lively and full of guests.

On the seventh floor, Dugu Li ate the Bazhen Banquet for the first time, with a satisfied expression on her face and a smile from ear to ear.

Wu Mi joked: "In comparison, the hot pot we have at noon is really not on the table."

People who are not very good at cooking, thought that hot pot would be very simple, but it was more complicated than imagined. Until now, Wu Mi and Liu Qinghua still have shadows in their hearts.

Yu Wenjun wanted to go to the Prime Minister's house to mix a bowl of sauerkraut noodles, but Wu Mi and Liu Qinghua forcibly stayed there, and ate a lot of dishes that were already cooked but tasted extremely strange.

Dugu Li laughed softly: "But the hot pot at noon is made by us, maybe it's not good enough, but after all, it's made by us."

Liu Qinghua chuckled and said, "People are like this, and they can't bear to slap themselves in the face."

Outside the window are the lights of thousands of households in the imperial capital. I don’t know how many knight-errant literati want to have their own courtyard in the imperial capital, but there are very few people who can do this.

Yu Wenjun quietly accompanied the three women, listening to the whispers of the three women.

After the banquet, the group went back to Bailu Academy to fall asleep, but Mr. Yuwen did not feel sleepy. He came to the top of Bailu Mountain late at night.

Sit cross-legged at will, meditate and practice, and let the snowflakes fall on yourself.

Unknowingly, at the end of the night, Yu Wenjun was covered in snow. He got up and slightly stimulated his true essence, shaking the snow on his body. Overnight, Yu Wenjun did not make any progress, but he really wanted to be in the busiest time. It's good to calm down, just like those years in Yuxi Town.

In the morning, there was a little snow.

Back in the courtyard, the three women were all doing morning meditation in the courtyard silently. After Yu Wenjun arrived, the three of them naturally stopped.

"Let's go, return to Hengchangzong." Yuwen Jun said.

There is no longer any need to stay in the imperial capital, this time he came here, he just wanted to give wine to some people, settle the tax issue by the way, and settle the old couple,
The four walked against the wind and came to Pu Weiqing's courtyard.

The old couple was busy cooking breakfast on the stove, and there was a faint smell of meat buns.

Pu Weiqing was drinking morning tea in the main hall. The three women came here a bit restrained. After entering the main hall, Liu Qinghua solemnly saluted Pu Weiqing, while Wu Mi and Dugu Li nodded their heads slightly.

The three of them sat in the back seat, Yu Wenjun poured a cup of tea by himself, and said, "Why do you never have good tea here?"

After Pu Weiqing heard it, he said slightly, "Maybe it's because I don't have the talent to drink tea."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "Understood, if I come back next time, I will give you more half-moon wine. You are always talented in drinking."

Pu Weiqing said: "In my opinion, after you drink this cup of tea, you'd better go to the kitchen to have a look. Four people came suddenly, you have to help one or two, in case the old couple can't cook enough food."

Yu Wenjun put down his teacup, hesitant to speak, there was nothing to refute, then he winked at Wu Mi, and the two hurried to the kitchen.

Pu Weiqing glanced at Dugu Li, and said softly: "Does your master still like to eat pickles?"

After Dugu Li heard this, she stood up and bowed slightly, "Reporting to Senior, Master has always had this habit."

Pu Weiqing smiled and said, "How long do you plan to practice this time?"

Dugu Li looked stern, and thought for a while, "I don't know, maybe three to five years, maybe only one or two years."

Pu Weiqing hummed, waved his hand slightly, and a cup of hot tea floated in front of Dugu Li, and said: "I am a guest from afar. Although you and I are not on the same road, we are still from our hometown. If you encounter difficult things in the future, Come find me."

Dugu Li held the tea in both hands, nodded and said: "Thank you for taking care of me, senior."

Pu Weiqing looked at Liu Qinghua and said, "You can do whatever you want, it's also the pride of my White Deer Academy."

Liu Qinghua smiled obediently: "Yes, Mr. Dean."

In the kitchen, Jing's father and Jing's mother were a little at a loss when they saw Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi coming, and Jing's mother warmly greeted them: "I thought my nephew needed to sleep a little longer."

Yu Wenjun said gently: "It is true that I sleep a little longer on weekdays. Is this planning to steam buns and cook wontons?"

Mother Jing smiled lovingly: "Yes, I am used to cooking, and I feel kind when I see the kitchen."

Father Jing glanced at Wu Mi, and Wu Mi nodded in greeting with a gentle face.

Father Jing asked Yu Wenjun curiously: "Nephew, who is this girl?"

Yu Wenjun replied: "Her name is Wu Mi, she is my younger sister."

Father Jing immediately burst into joy, and said: "You have such a beautiful face, you can tell that you are a lucky girl at a glance."

Yu Wenjun roughly glanced at the gap between the pot and the cage. There were no less than thirty meat buns inside, which should be enough to eat.

"Is there anyone who needs help?" Yu Wenjun asked.

Mother Jing thought for a while, and said to Yu Wenjun: "I don't need it for the time being, and you are not used to doing things on the stove. Right now, I just need to simmer slowly. Please help watch the door of the stove and control the heat."

Yu Wenjun smiled, thinking that the dean must have said something to his uncle and aunt.

Then he sat at the door of the stove, and Wu Mi laughed beside him and said, "Then you can do your work first, I'll go over to drink tea first."

Yu Wenjun pretended to smile, and Wu Mi left.

Seeing this, Father Jing laughed happily and said, "You should seldom do these things."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said truthfully: "Occasionally, it is also a picnic."

Father Jing said, "That's it."

Yu Wenjun replied: "When my senior sister was still in the academy, I had a few picnics with my senior sister. After we parted, there was a special person to take care of the meal, but I was rarely at home. In recent days, picnics were mostly .”

Father Jing wanted to tell Yu Wenjun some trivial matters about his parents, but he didn't know where to start.

Mother Jing said from the side: "Don't talk about these things with my nephew, Erlang's family is very disgusted with the things on the stove, you don't know how to answer what my nephew said."

Father Jing smiled awkwardly, Yu Wenjun lowered his head, and glanced at the current fire, steady and deep, as if he didn't need to do anything by himself.

There was silence for a while, and a needle could be heard in the kitchen.

Yu Wenjun said: "After returning to Hengchang Sect, there will be someone dedicated to serve you, and you don't need to do these things yourself in the future. The two of you are not suitable for cultivation. I will order a gentleman with a low cultivation level to teach you some rough breathing. Tuna, and the more superficial methods of practice.”

As soon as he heard that there was someone to take care of him, Father Jing immediately shook his head and said, "No need, we are used to self-sufficiency, if someone takes care of us, we will feel sorry."

Yu Wenjun was speechless again, and nodded with a dry smile.

After a long time, the buns were cooked and the wontons were ready. Yu Wenjun brought the buns and wontons to the main hall with the attitude of a young man. Seeing this, Pu Weiqing smiled and said nothing.

Jing's father and Jing's mother came later, and everyone sat around a table.

"There are still some buns, just steam them a little when you eat them." Mother Jing said to Pu Weiqing.

Pu Weiqing nodded slightly, and then introduced Liu Qinghua and Dugu Li to the old couple. After knowing the situation, the old couple laughed from ear to ear. Seeing these two girls was like seeing their own daughters.

At the dinner table, Liu Qinghua was flattering and witty, greeting the old couple happily.

Yu Wenjun silently lowered his head to eat buns and wontons, feeling very grateful to Liu Qinghua.

After breakfast, everyone came to the courtyard, Pu Weiqing waved his sleeves, propped up a field, and blocked the opportunity here.

Jing's father and Jing's mother didn't feel the pressure with Liu Qinghua's company. Yu Wenjun summoned Yinglong and took everyone across the void.

Pu Weiqing said with a playful smile: "So what about the leader of the Eight Gus? He was at a loss when he met his mother-in-law and old man, just like a child in the early stages of schooling."

"Alright, these two are also constraints on you."

Outside the Hengchang Sect, Father Jing and Mother Jing were shocked after seeing the magnificent plaque of the Hengchang Sect.

Yu Wenjun comforted: "From now on, this will be our home."

Wu Mi walked against the wind and took a step ahead, and soon a carriage would arrive to welcome Jing's father and Jing's mother.

Liu Qinghua held Mother Jing's arm and said, "The matter of the black dragon is a secret that cannot be made public for the time being."

Jing's father and Jing's mother nodded their heads, looked at Yu Wenjun's back, and felt a burst of relief in their hearts, because they regarded them as their own.

Not long after, Wu Mi personally drove a horse-drawn carriage and galloped over. There were two first-class horse-drawn carriages, and the appearance was majestic.

Liu Qinghua helped the old couple into the carriage. The interior of the carriage was exquisite and elegant, with a copper furnace, and the temperature was pleasant.

Dugu Li and Wu Mi are driving the carriage outside.

Yu Wenjun opened the curtains and propped up a soft field to ensure that the old couple would not be invaded by the cold and humidity. He said softly: "Everything you see along the way is our place. Uncle likes war horses?"

Hearing the two words, Father Jing yearned for it, and said softly, "Of course I like it, but war horses should be prepared for others who need them."

It was only then that Yu Wenjun discovered that Father Jing and Senior Sister Pei Yao had the same stubbornness.

Wen Sheng said: "The first-class war horse may not be suitable for you two, but the ordinary horse is still suitable for you."

Father Jing was overjoyed, and said with a smile, "That's it."

Jing's mother said angrily: "Don't get shy then."

Father Jing smiled helplessly and said, "Relax, it will never happen."

The old couple looked out of the car window from time to time. The pavilions and corridors along the way were very elegant and exquisite, the avenue was spacious, and many patrolling guards stopped when they saw the carriage passing by, and bowed in half.

Along the way, Liu Qinghua accompanied the old couple talking and laughing, and before they knew it, they arrived outside Hengchang Hall.

When he came out of this place, Liu Qinghua also looked incredible, and said happily: "Junior brother, don't say that you really put a lot of effort into this place, and spent a lot of money."

Yu Wenjun responded casually: "After Gu Yong died, I was so angry that I couldn't get rid of it for a while, so I simply sent a message to His Majesty through the mouth of King Ping, and used Xu Huanshan's head to buy a million taels of gold. I agreed, and after that, Hengchangzong will be established."

"All in all, everything went smoothly."

"Your knowledge is a little shallow. There is an old gentleman Feng Yuanqiu in the sect. Although he is a poor old man, he is very knowledgeable. Perhaps affected by the luck of Henglong Mountain, he has a unique posture. You can ask for more advice, he won't bother you."

Liu Qinghua curled her lips and said, "But I'm really annoyed by those words."

Yu Wenjun smiled helplessly. Jing's father and Jing's mother were shocked when they heard this. The Hengchang Palace is magnificent and magnificent, just like a royal court.

At this moment, Guo Sheng, Gao Zhi and others should still be in the morning training.

Yu Wenjun said to Father Jing and Mother Jing, "Uncle and Aunt, please come inside."

So far, Jing's father and Jing's mother settled down in Hengchangzong.

(End of this chapter)