"Students" Conspiracy

"Ah!" Baili Fengjian took a step out of the screen, and a dissatisfied scream came first, followed by the sound of throwing chopsticks.

Leaning at him, the childish face is full of willfulness unique to girls, and the soft voice is full of impatience: "What is this? Why is rice vinegar added to the brine tofu, and sugar to the steak? They are all Nanban How can it be popular with the taste?"

"And these chopsticks!" Picking up the chopsticks that he threw out, Jing Che glanced at them, his brows bristling with anger, "How can ordinary people use the silver chopsticks inlaid with purple jade in the palace?"

The stagnation that had nowhere to vent turned into anger, and at this moment, a brain was inexplicably aroused.She pursed her lips tightly and stared at Baili Fengjian with a vicious look begging for an explanation, but her small chin trembled with aggrievedness.

She is a smart person, she has vaguely guessed something long ago, but subconsciously refuses to believe it, thinking that as long as she makes a big noise and makes the world obey her, she can ignore the voice of the truth.

Baili Fengjian glanced at the messy dishes on the table, feeling a sense of reckless displeasure in his heart, but he didn't get angry, he just suppressed his smile, and his coaxing tone turned into an order: "Just make do with it." eat."

Jing Che had always eaten soft food rather than hard food, and was even more provoked by this visitor's unfriendly tone, he simply swept the food in front of him to the ground, and the sound of the porcelain bowl being smashed and ping-pong-pong sounded messy all over the floor: "I don't want to eat! "

If the ten fingers do not touch the water of Yangchun, they don't know the sufferings of the people, let alone restrain themselves.Baili Fengjian's gloomy face changed from his usual casual and casual expression, and he approached Jing Che step by step, his voice was low and low: "What kind of princess temper are you doing now? You know that the refugees outside can't even take a sip of vinegar Do you know how many people's corpses you got for your current food and clothing?"

Jing Che subconsciously took a step back, forcing faint tears from his eyes, but stared at him without showing any weakness.

"Oh, the chopsticks used in the palace? Which palace? Zhenyi Palace, or the current Lincang Palace?" Baili Fengjian looked at her innocent and stubborn eyes, and was even more inexplicable, so he simply lifted her up Throwing it into the chair, with the shadow covering her small body, she paused every word: "You heard clearly, Zhen, Yi, Mie, Guo, Leo."

"You're lying! Zhenyi Kingdom's thousands of years of foundation, how could it be possible to destroy the country!" It was clear that he had lost his confidence, and he knew that he was deceiving himself and others.

"Don't know yet? Why do you think the things from the Zhenyi Palace end up in the world? Those extravagant things that satisfy the vanity of the royal family are already worthless!" The words came out and realized that it was a bit heavy, forgetting that the little girl in front of me was also a Seeing her suddenly injured expression, the royal family softened slightly, "If I weren't your master, you would have become a pile of bones outside by now. Do you think that in this troubled world, there are still people who will hold you in their hands and pamper you?" ?”

"Go away, who wants you to be my master--" With red eyes, Baili Fengjian was pushed hard with his immature hands, "Aniang wouldn't talk to me like that!"

Hearing this, Baili Fengjian, who was already full of breath, suddenly vented at this moment, and suddenly calmed down.He never forgot, and vowed to Sui Sheng to take good care of Ah Che.

should not.He was slightly annoyed.In the past, no matter how important the matter was, he could keep his composure and calmness, but now he was angry with the little girl.In fact, thinking about it, even though Jing Che's paranoia and arrogance are somewhat unreasonable, she has always been pampered and pampered, and she has never suffered many setbacks. Just now, she witnessed the cruel scene of her mother's disintegration in front of her eyes. .

Taking a step back, he didn't want to reprimand Jing Che again. When he turned around, he saw Nian Sanniang standing outside the hall door. He didn't know how long he had been here or how long he had been watching.When she met Baili Fengjian's gaze, she immediately put away her slightly surprised expression, and walked forward with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Is the food not to your liking? I'll tell people to withdraw."

"No need," Baili Fengjian waved his hands, turned his eyes, and said, "There should be a shrine in this house, right?"

"Of course there are. Who in this world doesn't want some gods and Buddhas to worship and pray for peace." Nian Sanniang glanced at Jing Che, and seemed to be telling her on purpose.

Not bothering to explain, Baili Fengjian said to Nian Sanniang, "Take me there."

Then he picked up Jing Che and walked outside.

Three new incense sticks were burning in the ash burner, and Baili Fengjian in front of the shrine let go of Jing Che, who had been yelling restlessly, and she was thrown to the ground unceremoniously.

Nian Sanniang bowed and retreated in a timely manner.

Jing Che got up from the ground angrily, but unexpectedly, the Longyuan white sword beside Baili Fengjian suddenly came out of its sheath and floated firmly in the air in front of her.Shocked for a moment, she paused, then raised her small face to meet his gaze without showing any weakness, and said viciously, "Kill me if you have the ability." Still stuck in her throat, she was caught by his words. One step ahead.

"Apprentice teacher," neither salty nor bland, neither hurried nor slow, neither happy nor angry.Baili Fengjian had a rare serious look on his face, "The Longyuan White Sword is a sacred object of the Sword Saint Sect, so you don't have to worship me, just worship it for what it is."

"Sloppy! Drunkard! I, I, no—"

The words were cut off, and Baili Fengjian leaned over to look at her. He wanted to talk to her, but he was a rebellious person who would not be subdued. He felt embarrassed when he opened his mouth, and said in a slightly awkward tone: "This is your mother." will. Otherwise, you think I want to control you?"

Jing Che was suddenly speechless.She is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, the only thing she is afraid of is A Niang.In the past, when she lost her temper, hundreds of people in the house couldn't coax her back, but as long as A Niang gave her a stern look, she knew she had to restrain herself.Now that the deceased is gone, she can't disobey A Niang's wishes and be an unfilial daughter.

Baili Fengjian used A Niang to suppress her, but she was full of stubbornness, but she really didn't do anything about it - she indeed heard A Niang's entrustment to her to kneel down and worship him as a teacher before she left.

"I'm praying to A Niang's last words!" After gritting his teeth, Jing Che kowtowed three times in an extremely perfunctory manner, stood up embarrassingly, and was about to walk away.

But was stopped by Baili Fengjian: "Remember, from now on you are the No. 40 eighth generation disciple of the Sword Master of the Nanqiong Sect of Jiahuang Mountain. Also, change your name to Jing Che."

Her pupils dilated suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, and was so angry that she was speechless: "You, you--"

"I'm doing it for your own good. Do you want to have the same surname as the current emperor?"

Jing Che pursed his lips tightly, and gave Baili Fengjian a look irrefutable, with an expression of insisting on rejecting him to the end even if he explained the truth clearly.

Baili Fengjian simply looked indifferent, retracted Longyuan's white sword, stepped forward with his long legs, turned and left.

Liu Jingche stood in the same place, and when he saw him leave, she let go of her tense expression, her hair hanging down to cover her expression, she carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and murmured to herself in a deep, aggrieved voice: "Ah Mom, I want to go home--"

The figure was startled for a moment, then continued to leave as if nothing had happened.

***

"Official status, certificates of customs clearance, carriages and some money, I've taken care of them for you, but -- the Juggernaut really doesn't want to stay for one more night?"

Slanting the corners of his mouth and smiling loudly, he stepped out of the high threshold with his long legs, bowed his hands and gave way: "Don't bother San Niang anymore."

Behind him, the girl in green clothes who was carrying her little luggage also came out.Although he is arrogant, he is still polite and educated, and he has taken care of Nian Sanniang a lot today, so he waved his hand with some sincere gratitude: "Goodbye, Aunt Nian."

"Little Che'er, don't get angry with Master on this journey." Nian Sanniang smiled and patted Jing Che on the shoulder.

He nodded vaguely, but Jing Che brushed Baili Fengjian's arm, passed him without looking sideways, climbed into the carriage, and pulled back the curtain abruptly, obviously still angry.

Baili Fengjian shook his head helplessly, after all this trouble, he might as well be kissed by an outsider?

That's all, he flew on his horse and set off on the road.

It was the time when the moonlight was shining and the night market was bustling, and the carriage passed through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, but there was silence in the carriage.

Jing Che propped his chin and leaned his head against the small window, and the wind passing by the curtain occasionally brought a few flying scenes.Waking up from a big dream, she seems to have only stayed in the fairyland of peach blossoms for a moment, but after she came out, she found that one day in the sky and one hundred years in the world, the outside world has undergone some kind of upside-down, and things have changed like this.

"Now... what year is it?" Ruannuo's muffled voice came out of the carriage.

Baili Fengjian's eyes were dark, he paused, and said, "87 years in Lincang."

"Oh." Clearly disappointed.

After a while, I asked again: "Did Aunt lose the war?"

"No." The very firm tone is full of nostalgia and respect.

"I knew that Auntie has always been so powerful."

It was silent outside.

Baili Fengjian kept on driving, looking ahead intently, but his eyes were a little heavy.In this continent, no one is powerful, who can overturn the current situation by himself.Back then Sui Sheng drew his sword and went to the battlefield as a woman, but ended up being bestowed to death.The three soldiers were panicked, Qianqiuguan was defeated without a fight, and the enemy in Lincang broke through the border of the Central Plains.The emperor is weak and treacherous ministers are in power. The Zhenyi Empire back then has long been rotten from the inside out.

Even if he broke the rule that the disciples of the sword master are not generals, took Sui Sheng's place and fought with Fuji to defend the northwest front for more than ten years, this millennium dynasty still collapsed in just 15 years, and after that, it was a year of death. The army swept the imperial city... blood flowed like a river.

In the year when the imperial city was broken, he wished he could fight to the death with a mighty body, holding a sword and fighting in blood, but what happened later...

He has always refused to recall that time, and since then he has shown himself to be an alcoholic, not participating in anything related to the restoration of the country, hiding on Yunqin Peak in Jiahuang Mountain, and being his free and unfettered swordsman. He wholeheartedly protects the villages and towns near Jiahuang Mountain.

But now, he has a strong premonition, because Sui Sheng's last assertion about the imperial seal and the bottom of the imperial mausoleum will plunge the world into a new round of bloody storm.As for whether it was hope or the last dying struggle, he didn't know, and he didn't have the energy to guess.When he heard that Zhenyi could still be saved, he only had a momentary surge of emotion, but more of it was still the sense of powerlessness.