Sheng Fu

Chapter 479
A bowl of homemade noodles, bright in color and rich in soup.

Yu Wenjun ate the noodles quietly, while Jing Peiyao watched quietly from the side. The morning breeze in early summer was pleasant, and the noodles tasted very good.

"I'll go to the Demon Realm first, I've had a lot of hard work Madam." Yu Wenjun said softly.

Jing Peiyao said softly: "Understood, I will go to Lang Fengzhou myself later."

"Just remember to wear your shoes."

Yu Wenjun bowed his head, but he was barefoot but didn't know it.

Jing Peiyao beckoned slightly, and after a long time, the maid brought a pair of cloud-climbing boots, Yu Wenjun smiled and said, "Actually, it's okay if you don't wear shoes, but it's a shame."

The wife said: "When you come back, it's best to have these shoes."

Yu Wenjun was slightly taken aback, nodded implicitly, and then left the place across the void.

Ling Yuqing was an accident, Jing Peiyao didn't want Guangli to be another accident, it wasn't that she was small-minded, it was just that she didn't like it.

She smiled softly and said, "I guess you're not that kind of person."

With a slight movement in her mind, a white tiger flew to the front of the hall. Jing Peiyao was wearing a long black dress today, and with a light leap, she drove the white tiger to the south.

An hour later, in Langfengzhou, Xie's mansion.

"Yuedan Review?" Xie Yiming had a strange look on his face.

Jing Peiyao sat opposite Xie Yiming and came alone, Xie Yiming also had to be courteous and refill tea himself.

She is the wife of His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, and also the descendant of Empress Fuyao, the relationship is always one-to-one.

Jing Peiyao said calmly: "Many of the scholars in the south are illegitimate children. Occasionally they have the talent of a unicorn, which is not a variable. If there is such a candidate, it can be attributed to my Hengchang sect. Afterwards, I will personally preside over the matter. "

"I know, it's embarrassing for you."

The northern and southern aristocratic families, after countless years of tempering, have stood firm and survived the storms and waves many times to achieve the golden body of the family.

The southern aristocratic family can achieve the current situation not because of how many ancestors died, and how many people died on the way home.

Yu Wenjun let the humble family succeed, which has already made the family look extremely ugly. They wish to cut Yu Wenjun into pieces, and now they have to repeat the same trick.

Xie Yiming is a kind person, but he understands that once certain openings are opened, it will be difficult to close them in the future.

He was really embarrassed. At this moment, his spine felt chills, as if countless ancestors in the south were looking at him with unkind eyes behind their backs.

Rumant is on his back, if he makes a wrong decision, he will become a sinner through the ages.

Who doesn't want to have a family business that can be passed down from generation to generation.

Jing Peiyao said in a slightly indifferent tone: "A lot of things are embarrassing at the beginning, but it's just normal when you get used to it."

"Although there are not many literati in the south, they generally keep their own law and order. It is really unfair to the south to reopen Yuedan Criticism."

"In the end, a new situation will be formed if the intensity of the attack is not divided between the north and the south, and the so-called famous masters at that time will no longer be able to dominate alone."

"The once supreme glory will also be with the dust."

"This scenery is not beautiful, but the scenery that is not beautiful is the fireworks in the world."

Xie Yiming didn't answer, with a solemn expression, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, this tea was very bitter, bitterer than any previous cup of tea.

Take a step back, go against the trend, take a step forward, sinners through the ages.

Xie Yiming wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. If he had known this, he wouldn't be able to become the leader of the south. The old man who died at the hands of Gu Yong really hurt him.

It's better to let Ji Jian be the leader.

Jing Peiyao's voice softened again, like leaves falling slowly on the grass.

"Your Majesty, I also have the same intention. The civil servants' chaos this time is really unimaginable, and the popularity is extremely ugly. Naturally, this unhealthy trend must be eliminated. Maybe the aristocratic family will record this account on Hengchangzong, but we will naturally It will turn the situation around, but it will kill people."

Only then did Xie Yiming open his mouth, and said, "You are more sharp, decisive and ruthless than Yu Wenjun."

Jing Peiyao smiled knowingly: "A soft-hearted person will always suffer, and a cruel-hearted person will also be a good person."

In this position, the two have no choice.

This matter cannot be reasoned or discussed, it can only be done.

Xie Yiming asked helplessly: "You can come here, of course you have thought of a perfect plan. In your opinion, even if I am in the last dying struggle, how long can I persist? I would rather die than surrender. What will happen to me in the end?"

Jing Peiyao said: "The pressure of the Emperor, the pressure of Hengchangzong, and the pressure of the people of the world will all fall on your shoulders. The Helian family in the north is no longer what it used to be. You may not be able to support it alone."

"After the strong attack, the city will naturally be massacred. From then on, you will have a solid reputation as a sinner in the south through the ages."

Xie Yiming said: "Thank you, it's a bad name."

"What if I obey your will?"

Jing Peiyao smiled softly: "That depends on whether Uncle's eloquence is better, or His Majesty the Emperor is better."

"We're just passing through."

Xie Yiming had no place to vent his temper, and just washed his hands clean as a passerby.

He pondered and said: "I will give you an answer in half a month, and I will naturally find you a unicorn born in an extremely embarrassing situation."

Jing Peiyao nodded softly, randomly opened the magic weapon of space, brought some delicate wild tea leaves, and said: "I wanted to deliver it myself a few days ago, but the person at home is not there, and I am busy with government affairs, so I came late. "

"A little heart, uncle accepts it with a smile."

Xie Yiming accepted the tea with a strange expression. He didn't think Jing Peiyao's traces were too heavy. In this situation, no matter what Jing Peiyao did, the traces were obvious.

"I have a heart." Xie Yiming said politely.

Jing Peiyao got up and left, driving the white tiger away without any scruples. People in the whole southern land can see the sacred white tiger in the sky. Soon, someone will visit Xie Yiming's house.

Baihu, the master of the way of killing, a man with a keen mind, has begun to settle old scores.

Demon domain.

On the Holy Spirit Mountain, Yu Wenjun returned to the old place. This time, there was no grilled fish, probably because he was not hungry after eating a bowl of noodles in the morning.

Guangli was not around, so Yu Wenjun had to come to the pine forest to listen to the wind.

Some worried about his wife, but when he thought of the snow in his wife's hands, he felt relieved a lot.

Suddenly, the wind became louder and louder, passing by the ears, revealing a scent, Yu Wenjun remembered what his wife had told him before leaving, so he didn't look back.

Guangli arrived, and said with a strange smile: "It's really interesting, is it so immovable like a mountain?"

Yu Wenjun said softly: "These medicinal fragrances are useless to me, you shouldn't use such clumsy methods."

Guangli came to Yu Wenjun slowly, pretending to be soft and smiled and said: "Your Highness really has the emperor's love."

Yu Wenjun didn't reply, what kind of posture was last time, roughly what kind of posture was this time.

Sitting opposite Yu Wenjun, Guangli asked, "I haven't eaten yet, how about grilled fish?"

Yu Wenjun glanced at Guangli lightly, and said truthfully: "You have crossed the line..."

(End of this chapter)