Chapter 96 Wrinkle
After closing his eyes hard and opening them several times, Li Cheng was willing to have hallucinations.
unfortunately,
No matter how hard he tried, these four characters were still clearly visible on the white paper.
The font color is dark red, like blood that has dried up for a long time.
So shocking.
The sunlight falling in through the porthole was very warm, but Li Cheng, who felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, could not feel any warmth at all.
In the whole world, Ning Ji is the only one who can be honored as Holy Duke.
A first-class land Confucian sage, the highest authority in the contemporary Confucian sect, and the equal of the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty.
Even in some respects,
Ning Ji's position is more deeply rooted than Emperor Jingyun's and cannot be shaken.
For thousands of years,
Not counting those cases where the cause of death was unknown, the number of emperors who were publicly deposed and killed could not be counted on two hands.
And also during this thousand years,
The number of saints who were deposed during their reign was zero.
That's right.
Since the Confucian sect was founded by the Master, no Holy Duke has ever stepped down!
think of these,
Li Cheng didn't feel the slightest chill creeping up his spine.
Because from the time he traveled to the present day, Shenggong Ningji has been showing kindness to his nephew.
then,
The reason why Master Tang San was able to destroy his Dantian and remove him from the royal family was to become the founding disciple.
If Ning Ji had not stood up to the huge pressure within the Confucian sect and nodded in approval, this matter would never have been possible.
Even if the old things are not mentioned,
His current Jieyuan status was probably given to him by Fei Yan for the sake of Sheng Gong.
of all kinds,
Li Cheng always treated this uncle, whom he met only rarely, with respect and gratitude.
But at this moment,
Xie Tingfeng's final letter, which was a suicide note, forced him to start thinking about things he had never thought of before.
And when he was lost in thought,
A scalding burning sensation pulled him back to reality.
Lowering his eyes, he saw that the letter paper spontaneously ignited without fire after being exposed to the sun.
It's a bit like he learned about the combustion reaction of white phosphorus in the air.
a few breaths,
The letter he was holding burned up, with not even a few ashes left.
This made Li Cheng feel even heavier.
Xie Tingfeng used the word 'careful' on the paper very cleverly.
Obviously,
The other party also had no definite evidence to prove that Sheng Gong Ning Ji would be detrimental to him, Li Cheng.
It's a big deal,
The supreme status of Shenggong Ningji is destined to be intimidating to most people.
therefore,
Xie Tingfeng didn't even dare to let this letter remain in the world, for fear of bringing disaster to the Xie family.
But if we say it the other way around,
Since the other party dared to boldly remind Li Cheng, it was definitely not a groundless conjecture.
After all, Li Chengcheng couldn't think of any reason why Xie Tingfeng wanted to frame Sheng Gong.
After remaining silent for a long time, Li Cheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
An Emperor Jingyun was already standing in front of him like a mountain.
Now, is there going to be another Holy Gong Ningji...
For a time,
He was dubious about Xie Tingfeng's last words.
He reached out and brushed away the embers stuck on his ink clothes,
Li Cheng slowly turned his head, picked up the ring that he had just placed by the window, and looked at it carefully.
The style of the ring is very simple. The surface of the ring is engraved with clear lines of mountains, rivers, birds, insects, fish and beasts.
It looks like it should be made of brass, with a few dark green patinas visible.
When you hold the copper ring up to the sun, you can see a few small characters engraved inside.
It should be a seal script from the Qin Dynasty 3000 years ago, and only a handful of people know it today.
But this didn't bother him.
a little thought,
Li Cheng gradually murmured in a low voice, word by word:
"Harmony, light, sameness, dust."
……
……
Chang'an City, Ning'an Road.
This place is not far from the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City and has always been the residence of dignitaries of the imperial dynasty.
Chang'an City changed hands several times in history, and the residences of princes and prime ministers on Ning'an Road changed owners one after another.
But after all, there are still some mansions that have stood here for hundreds of years without moving.
For example, the mansion with a large area to the south——
Longxi Xiangfu.
As the head of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, the Xiang family in the deep compound naturally has many rules.
For example, young masters and ladies must abide by the complicated etiquette and have rules in everything they say and do in the house.
If there is any violation, the corresponding deacon will punish the family head on his behalf.
But these strict rules in the house have no control over the courtyard that is very close to the owner of the house.
The autumn wind passes through the courtyard, carrying the sound of rustling leaves.
Qiao'er, with a silver bell tied around her fair neck, trotted through the Moon Gate, and there was a rush of footsteps.
The tall, straight girl in black sitting quietly on the wooden swing raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and looked away from the poetry collection in her hand.
And the high ponytail tied with a crimson hairband on the back of her head swung quietly.
The soft sunlight fell on the silver-white tunic dress, reflecting an intoxicating halo.
Panting, she stopped in front of the other party. Qiaoer took out the booklet she was holding tightly and spoke with a bright smile:
"Master, the Banished Immortal has released a new book, and all major bookstores are sold out. This is what Qiaoer managed to snatch back..."
"Thanks, Qiao'er."
Reaching out to reveal a section of his wrist that was as skin-skinned as snow, Xiang Yi calmly took the thin booklet handed over by Qiaoer.
She flipped open the first page and lowered her eyes to see two seven-character quatrains printed on it.
In a flash,
There seemed to be an overflowing light flashing through Qiu Shui's eyes.
"Thirty-six thousand games have passed since he was crazy for two days in one day..."
This final poem is... wonderful. "
Xiang Yi gave the evaluation in a calm voice, and then turned the thin book to the next page with a gentle expression.
Qiaoer, who was standing by, had a sweet smile on her pretty face and a bit of curiosity in her eyes.
After returning to Chang'an, she became very curious about Li Cheng.
Not only did he ask people to collect poems about banished immortals, but he also took the initiative to learn about the other party's affairs in Jiangnan Academy.
Obviously, when she heard in the Daming Palace that the imperial concubine intended to match her up with Li Cheng, she was still so resistant...
Sure enough, women are fickle.
Before Qiaoer's thoughts could continue to spread,
Xiang Yi, who was sitting on the swing, suddenly frowned and secretly bit Yan Ran's red lips.
At the same time, she subconsciously exerted force on her fingertips without realizing it, causing the thin book to gradually wrinkle.
After a while,
Xiang Yi stood up from the swing with a graceful figure, and then walked towards the deep courtyard without looking back.
Although he stood up neatly, Qiao'er could tell at a glance that the master was angry with someone.
Qiao'er, who was secretly confused, quietly bent down and picked up the crumpled book that fell on the ground.
then,
She saw that the next page with the two poems printed on it was a picture printed on a woodblock.
The lines are not very delicate, but the picture can still be clearly distinguished.
On the wrinkled paper, there is a scene of young men and women hugging each other by the lake.
Although the back is only outlined with a few strokes,
But it expresses the intimacy between the two and the pity for the young woman very vividly.
fell silent,
Qiao'er, who was standing there, couldn't help but tilt his head cutely, his fox eyes lost in thought.
She faintly felt that the back of the man on the screen should belong to the exiled immortal, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere...
……
……
I sincerely apologize to all readers. Mengxin has been very busy since July. As of last Sunday, I ran out of manuscripts. Mengxin is a handicapped person, and his speed is 800 per hour. If he is fast, he will need 4000 hours a day to write 5 words.If the results were about the same, Mengxin would try to grit his teeth and persevere. However, the performance of this book did not improve after it was put on the shelves. It only cost seven or eight yuan a day. For a few dollars, he stayed up until midnight every day. Mengxin really couldn't persist. , so this book ends here for the time being, and this chapter will be released as soon as I take the time to code it.Eunuchs are shameful, and Mengxin is very sorry for the support of readers, especially those who rewarded and voted. I apologize to readers again, I'm sorry!
(End of this chapter)
After closing his eyes hard and opening them several times, Li Cheng was willing to have hallucinations.
unfortunately,
No matter how hard he tried, these four characters were still clearly visible on the white paper.
The font color is dark red, like blood that has dried up for a long time.
So shocking.
The sunlight falling in through the porthole was very warm, but Li Cheng, who felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, could not feel any warmth at all.
In the whole world, Ning Ji is the only one who can be honored as Holy Duke.
A first-class land Confucian sage, the highest authority in the contemporary Confucian sect, and the equal of the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty.
Even in some respects,
Ning Ji's position is more deeply rooted than Emperor Jingyun's and cannot be shaken.
For thousands of years,
Not counting those cases where the cause of death was unknown, the number of emperors who were publicly deposed and killed could not be counted on two hands.
And also during this thousand years,
The number of saints who were deposed during their reign was zero.
That's right.
Since the Confucian sect was founded by the Master, no Holy Duke has ever stepped down!
think of these,
Li Cheng didn't feel the slightest chill creeping up his spine.
Because from the time he traveled to the present day, Shenggong Ningji has been showing kindness to his nephew.
then,
The reason why Master Tang San was able to destroy his Dantian and remove him from the royal family was to become the founding disciple.
If Ning Ji had not stood up to the huge pressure within the Confucian sect and nodded in approval, this matter would never have been possible.
Even if the old things are not mentioned,
His current Jieyuan status was probably given to him by Fei Yan for the sake of Sheng Gong.
of all kinds,
Li Cheng always treated this uncle, whom he met only rarely, with respect and gratitude.
But at this moment,
Xie Tingfeng's final letter, which was a suicide note, forced him to start thinking about things he had never thought of before.
And when he was lost in thought,
A scalding burning sensation pulled him back to reality.
Lowering his eyes, he saw that the letter paper spontaneously ignited without fire after being exposed to the sun.
It's a bit like he learned about the combustion reaction of white phosphorus in the air.
a few breaths,
The letter he was holding burned up, with not even a few ashes left.
This made Li Cheng feel even heavier.
Xie Tingfeng used the word 'careful' on the paper very cleverly.
Obviously,
The other party also had no definite evidence to prove that Sheng Gong Ning Ji would be detrimental to him, Li Cheng.
It's a big deal,
The supreme status of Shenggong Ningji is destined to be intimidating to most people.
therefore,
Xie Tingfeng didn't even dare to let this letter remain in the world, for fear of bringing disaster to the Xie family.
But if we say it the other way around,
Since the other party dared to boldly remind Li Cheng, it was definitely not a groundless conjecture.
After all, Li Chengcheng couldn't think of any reason why Xie Tingfeng wanted to frame Sheng Gong.
After remaining silent for a long time, Li Cheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
An Emperor Jingyun was already standing in front of him like a mountain.
Now, is there going to be another Holy Gong Ningji...
For a time,
He was dubious about Xie Tingfeng's last words.
He reached out and brushed away the embers stuck on his ink clothes,
Li Cheng slowly turned his head, picked up the ring that he had just placed by the window, and looked at it carefully.
The style of the ring is very simple. The surface of the ring is engraved with clear lines of mountains, rivers, birds, insects, fish and beasts.
It looks like it should be made of brass, with a few dark green patinas visible.
When you hold the copper ring up to the sun, you can see a few small characters engraved inside.
It should be a seal script from the Qin Dynasty 3000 years ago, and only a handful of people know it today.
But this didn't bother him.
a little thought,
Li Cheng gradually murmured in a low voice, word by word:
"Harmony, light, sameness, dust."
……
……
Chang'an City, Ning'an Road.
This place is not far from the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City and has always been the residence of dignitaries of the imperial dynasty.
Chang'an City changed hands several times in history, and the residences of princes and prime ministers on Ning'an Road changed owners one after another.
But after all, there are still some mansions that have stood here for hundreds of years without moving.
For example, the mansion with a large area to the south——
Longxi Xiangfu.
As the head of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, the Xiang family in the deep compound naturally has many rules.
For example, young masters and ladies must abide by the complicated etiquette and have rules in everything they say and do in the house.
If there is any violation, the corresponding deacon will punish the family head on his behalf.
But these strict rules in the house have no control over the courtyard that is very close to the owner of the house.
The autumn wind passes through the courtyard, carrying the sound of rustling leaves.
Qiao'er, with a silver bell tied around her fair neck, trotted through the Moon Gate, and there was a rush of footsteps.
The tall, straight girl in black sitting quietly on the wooden swing raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and looked away from the poetry collection in her hand.
And the high ponytail tied with a crimson hairband on the back of her head swung quietly.
The soft sunlight fell on the silver-white tunic dress, reflecting an intoxicating halo.
Panting, she stopped in front of the other party. Qiaoer took out the booklet she was holding tightly and spoke with a bright smile:
"Master, the Banished Immortal has released a new book, and all major bookstores are sold out. This is what Qiaoer managed to snatch back..."
"Thanks, Qiao'er."
Reaching out to reveal a section of his wrist that was as skin-skinned as snow, Xiang Yi calmly took the thin booklet handed over by Qiaoer.
She flipped open the first page and lowered her eyes to see two seven-character quatrains printed on it.
In a flash,
There seemed to be an overflowing light flashing through Qiu Shui's eyes.
"Thirty-six thousand games have passed since he was crazy for two days in one day..."
This final poem is... wonderful. "
Xiang Yi gave the evaluation in a calm voice, and then turned the thin book to the next page with a gentle expression.
Qiaoer, who was standing by, had a sweet smile on her pretty face and a bit of curiosity in her eyes.
After returning to Chang'an, she became very curious about Li Cheng.
Not only did he ask people to collect poems about banished immortals, but he also took the initiative to learn about the other party's affairs in Jiangnan Academy.
Obviously, when she heard in the Daming Palace that the imperial concubine intended to match her up with Li Cheng, she was still so resistant...
Sure enough, women are fickle.
Before Qiaoer's thoughts could continue to spread,
Xiang Yi, who was sitting on the swing, suddenly frowned and secretly bit Yan Ran's red lips.
At the same time, she subconsciously exerted force on her fingertips without realizing it, causing the thin book to gradually wrinkle.
After a while,
Xiang Yi stood up from the swing with a graceful figure, and then walked towards the deep courtyard without looking back.
Although he stood up neatly, Qiao'er could tell at a glance that the master was angry with someone.
Qiao'er, who was secretly confused, quietly bent down and picked up the crumpled book that fell on the ground.
then,
She saw that the next page with the two poems printed on it was a picture printed on a woodblock.
The lines are not very delicate, but the picture can still be clearly distinguished.
On the wrinkled paper, there is a scene of young men and women hugging each other by the lake.
Although the back is only outlined with a few strokes,
But it expresses the intimacy between the two and the pity for the young woman very vividly.
fell silent,
Qiao'er, who was standing there, couldn't help but tilt his head cutely, his fox eyes lost in thought.
She faintly felt that the back of the man on the screen should belong to the exiled immortal, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere...
……
……
I sincerely apologize to all readers. Mengxin has been very busy since July. As of last Sunday, I ran out of manuscripts. Mengxin is a handicapped person, and his speed is 800 per hour. If he is fast, he will need 4000 hours a day to write 5 words.If the results were about the same, Mengxin would try to grit his teeth and persevere. However, the performance of this book did not improve after it was put on the shelves. It only cost seven or eight yuan a day. For a few dollars, he stayed up until midnight every day. Mengxin really couldn't persist. , so this book ends here for the time being, and this chapter will be released as soon as I take the time to code it.Eunuchs are shameful, and Mengxin is very sorry for the support of readers, especially those who rewarded and voted. I apologize to readers again, I'm sorry!
(End of this chapter)
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