The fairy is fierce

At night.

The moonlight shines through the thin window paper and shines on the imperial desk filled with memorials. In the huge study, the only sound is the rustling of pages being turned.

Leng Zhu held a stack of memorials in his hand, his eyes were sleepy, and he would lick it quietly from time to time. His chest was also pressed on the memorials, and his head was like a chicken pecking at rice, nodding from time to time.

Jiang Yi's eyes were still clear, she was flipping through the books on the table with her right hand, and holding a small bamboo pendant in her left hand. She flipped it dexterously with her five fingers, and images that could be remembered for a lifetime appeared and disappeared on her fingertips.

"Eighth level of Qi refining...showing one's sage in front of others...are you interested in bullying the juniors? You will never change your nature..."

A soft murmur sounded, very small, but very clear in the imperial study room.

Leng Zhu suddenly woke up and thought that the princess had just given the order, so he nodded quickly and said:

"I'll do it right away... By the way, what did the princess say? I was distracted and didn't hear clearly."

Jiang Yi frowned slightly. She had grown up with Leng Zhu since childhood, but she was not angry with this silly maid. She said softly:

"I just said that you are a grown-up and it's time to get married. This time we sent three people to Jingtai. Yao and Yu were beaten half to death. They lack someone to take care of them. Otherwise..."

a bolt from the blue!

My Mr. Quanquan...

Leng Zhu stood blankly on the spot. Before Jiang Yi could finish speaking, he said with tears in his eyes:

"Princess, Leng Zhu can't let go of the princess. Without the princess, Leng Zhu's life would be meaningless..."

A lot of chirping. ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×

Jiang Yi snorted softly, and after Leng Zhu finished crying and feeling aggrieved, she waved her hand:

"Okay. It's okay to doze off in front of me. From now on, when I follow you into the Prince Consort's Mansion, if you doze off in front of the Prince Consort, with Zuo Lingquan's bad temper, I won't beat your butt to pieces."

Spanking…

Leng Zhu's face turned red and he said shyly: "Leng Zhu knows his mistake. By the way, it seems that the princess hasn't seen Young Master Zuo in a few days."

Jiang Yi put the pendant away, her face turned red unnoticeably, and her eyes looked a little strange.

Since the last close contact in the stone room, Jiang Yi found that her mind was confused. Rationally, she felt that she did not like Zuo Lingquan, but just rewarded him; but when she dreamed about it at midnight, she always remembered that hug. kiss scene.

However, whether he likes it or not, Zuo Lingquan is determined to be his consort, and both parties accept this fact.

Jiang Yi simply stopped thinking about it. According to her own temper, she remained as usual and said displeasedly:

"Why should I see him? What's so good about him? There are so many mistakes that I can't even finish them."

Leng Zhu put down the memorial, walked behind him, rubbed Jiang Yi's shoulders, and said softly:

"I heard that Mr. Zuo showed off his great power in Qihuang Valley today and knocked down that guy on Mount Fuqi in one fell swoop. It's a pity that the princess didn't see it with her own eyes."

Jiang Yi is the eldest princess and represents the imperial court, so she will definitely not be able to attend. However, compared to Zuo Lingquan's public appearance, she was more concerned about Cheng Jiujiang's attitude at this time.

Jiang Yi was silent for a moment and rubbed her forehead worriedly:

"Cheng Jiujiang acted wildly in public today. He obviously suspected that the Imperial Master was ill, and his desire to replace him was written all over his face. Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan was smart and stepped forward to resolve the matter."

Leng Zhu understood Jiang Yi's thoughts best. When he heard the words "Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan is smart," he understood that in the princess's heart, she already thought that there was something wrong with the imperial master and she would not be able to show up again.

Leng Zhu also stayed in Qihuang Valley to serve Jiang Yi when he was a child. He was also considered a disciple of Qihuang Valley. She hesitated and asked:

"Princess, if the Imperial Master is really... what will you do?"

Jiang Yi shook her head. She didn't dare to think about this. As a ruler, she couldn't possibly raise a group of useless losers; but as an ordinary person, everyone in Qihuang Valley was her mentor. She had no choice but to hope that Qihuang Valley could survive the disaster on her own and give the court a reasonable answer.

Seeing that the princess didn't reply, Leng Zhu stopped asking. It was too late, so he wanted to persuade Jiang Yi to go back to the palace to rest, but he suddenly heard some noise outside the royal study:

"Look over there..."

"Oops, it seems like something went wrong..."

Jiang Yi frowned, thinking there was a fire in the palace, but when she looked around, she could see a large patch of dim yellow light through the window paper.

Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu were startled, and quickly stood up and ran to the door of the imperial study room, looking up outside.

I could only see a corner of the city at the end of my field of vision, and the entire city was ablaze in the night.

Flames burst out above thousands of houses, and thick smoke covered the sky. The scene looked like a Shura purgatory punished by the god of fire!

"Is it Linhefang? Why is there such a big fire again?"

Leng Zhu's eyes were shocked. The reason why he said it was because there was an inexplicable big fire in Linhefang more than 20 years ago, which almost burned down the entire city.

As the regent princess, Jiang Yi was naturally anxious when she saw such a huge fire under the emperor's feet. She said in a deep voice: "As soon as the fire appeared, let the surrounding policemen and fire lurking teams go to rescue people..."

While speaking, Jiang Yi ran out without waiting for Leng Zhu to respond.

—

South bank of Wende Bridge, Zuofu.

In the courtyard of the east wing, Zuo Yunting was running around the house, packing various belongings, and kept muttering along the way:

"Lao Lu, am I interested? I heard that you were leaving, so I made a special trip to my father to ask for a carriage to take you off. My father asked you to just take you out of the customs, but I didn't agree. You have to be sincere when you give it away. It's agreed upon I’ll give you the end, I’ll give you the end…”

Outside the room, the black donkey was still chewing on the bonsai that was still almost clean.

Old Lu was wearing a bamboo hat and sitting under the eaves to enjoy the cool. He was very angry about Zuo Yunting's words and said with relief:

"I am satisfied if you have this intention. I am just afraid that my life is too long and I will send you away first in the end."

"Hey, can you speak? By the way, it seems that the prince of Qihuang Valley will also follow the team to go out tomorrow. We just happen to go with them and can have a companion on the road. With the third uncle of Qihuang Valley leading the team, the road will be safe..."

Old Lu laughed and did not respond.

Old Lu has found Zuo Lingquan and handed over the skills to Zuo Lingquan. He has done everything he can do. The rest is up to fate. He should go.

Although he did not accept a genius like Zuo Lingquan as his disciple on this trip, he met two juniors with good character. One was weak but did not forget the old and weak in danger; the other was mediocre but did not hesitate to repay his gratitude with his life.

The qualifications of both of them are inferior, but their character is the best in the world.

Although Lao Lu couldn't teach Zuo Lingquan, he could still teach these two little kids. Before the deadline, he could also satisfy his desire to be a master.

As for how much he could teach and how far they could go, it depended on their own luck. It didn't matter even if they couldn't become talents.

Lao Lu used to think that practicing was for immortality, but now he realized that the so-called pursuit of immortality was just to see more scenery on the road. As long as you walked and saw without regrets, it didn't matter how far you walked.

While the two were chatting, red fire lit up in the night in the distance, and gongs were heard in the distance.

Lao Lu glanced at it and frowned slightly; he shook his head and sighed, put down the tea bowl, leaned back on the chair, and secretly pinched the magic formula with his right hand in his sleeve.

The next moment.

Above the clear sky, thunder and lightning sounded, and then dark clouds rolled, gathering with the momentum of suppressing the city...