Way of Choices

There is a clear and shallow creek deep in the forest. There are grills on the stones beside the creek, and there are some leftover fish.

Qiu Shanjun took a freshly baked fish from the grill and stuffed it into the cabbage. He said, "When I eat fish, I think you can learn to shut up."

The cabbage was a little nervous, and after eating the grilled fish, it was eaten seriously.

The disciples of Lishan Jianzong took out their swords and went to pierce the fish in the stream. For a while, the water was loud and the laughter kept on.

Qiu Shanjun washed his hands with the stream water and sat on the stone with Gou Hanshi.

Gou Hanshi said: "Unexpectedly, after you left Songshan Military Mansion, you actually came back from Hanqiu City all the way back, several days later than what the letter said."

Qiu Shanjun said: "I left Hanya and went to the Songshan Military Mansion. After seeing the family, I followed him all the way."

Gou Hanshi was so smart, he immediately found the question in this sentence and asked, "Who is it?"

Qiu Shanjun was silent for a moment and said, "Chen Changsheng."

When he started talking with Gou Hanshi, the noise in the stream was much less.

When he said Chen Changsheng's name, it attracted the attention of all the younger brothers.

After he told the story of Hanya Racecourse, the stream was quieter and everyone was silent for a long time.

Gou Hanshi was also speechless, looking at what he wanted to say, and finally didn't say it.

Cabbage's face was even flushed, almost choked to death by fish that had not yet been chewed.

"What do you want to say?" Qiu Shanjun said blankly.

Gou Hanshi smiled and shook his head, saying that he would not comment on the matter.

Cabbage swallowed the fish meat with great difficulty, shaking his head again and again, saying that he dared not make any comment on the master.

Qiu Shanjun looked at him and said, "Say what you want."

Cabbage hesitated for a long time, and whispered: "Brother... Your eyes are too bad, right?"

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"Chen Changsheng is a good person."

Akiyama Jun paused for a while, and then continued, "Unfortunately, I can't be a friend."

He did not know that Chen Changsheng had the same emotion.

Gou Hanshi smiled and said: "I am stronger than you, because you and I can be friends."

Cabbage squeezed on the stone, crouched next to Qiu Shanjun and said: "Master, you are truly amazing. Chen Changsheng is even more powerful. Today, you can only rely on you to retreat."

What this means is that Qiu Shanjun persuaded another kind of red with more than ten paintings and cracked the conspiracy of Daxizhou.

But there was no pride and pride on Qiu Shanjun's face, but he was a little sad.

"I don't like other people's hearts, so I didn't care too much at the beginning. I took this matter too small. I didn't expect the people of Daxizhou to dare to attack him."

He said after a moment of silence: "If I wake up a little more, or he may not die."

Gou Hanshi was silent for a moment, patted his back, and turned to ask: "Nanxizhai Hezhai, shall we do something?"

"Teacher and sister do things, never need to worry."

"There seems to be something wrong with folding the sleeve."

"Go back and talk."

Qiu Shanjun got up and walked outside the forest.

Disciple Li Jianjian in the stream hurried out of the water, dried their clothes with Zhenyuan, and followed a dozen fresh fish.

The mountain road was still quiet, and the birds felt safe, and returned to the woods, where crisp and sweet chirping sounds could be heard everywhere.

Somewhere between the peaks and cliffs, there were several monkeys screaming.

Qiu Shanjun listened for a moment, took a sip with the jug, took the disciples down the mountain, and his robe fluttered.

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The cliff top of that peak was already empty, but the cliff top in front of Nanxizhai was full of people. Between the green trees and the bushes, hundreds of Nanxi Zhai Neimen disciples stood quietly, not as nervous as they were a few days ago, and when they smelled the floral fragrance, some young girls could not help but be light Sniff lightly.

The problem has not yet been solved, but since the Saints have already passed the customs, where else will these disciples worry?

In the deepest part of the Nanxizhai building, two futons are placed at the top of the cottage, and Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng sit on it.

Looking at the scene, Huai Yu frowned a little, and was displeased. Huai Bi was silent and didn't know what she was thinking.

Huairen said quietly, "His Majesty the Pope has suffered minor injuries, so let's go to rest first."

This very senior Nanxi Zhaishi uncle had a very clear meaning.

No matter what Xu Yourong's views on the Hezhai matter, what they think of these behaviors that they have returned from a cloud tour, this is ultimately an internal affair of Nanxizhai.

Since it is an internal matter, it should be resolved by Nan Xizhai himself. Even Chen Changsheng, even the Pope, should not sit here.

However, her remarks did not receive any response.

Hundreds of Nanxizhai disciples standing in and out of the cottage and between the flowers and trees were silent, as if they didn't hear.

Xu Yourong didn't seem to hear this sentence, but just quietly looked at Ping Xuan and Yi Chen.

Before entering the retreat at the peak of the peak, she gave Nanxizhai's fasting to the hands of the two sisters.

Now her calm eyes are clearly asking them to explain what is happening today.

Huairen sighed and wanted to say something.

Xu Yourong still ignored her, but quietly looked at Ping Xuan and Yi Chen.

Although they were all disciples of the same generation, Pingxuan and Yichen could stand still and had already knelt down.

Yi Chen's eyes were slightly wet, and she said with a trembling voice: "I really don't know what to do."

Just saying such a word, tears flowed from her eyes.

Xu Yourong knew that her temperament had always been docile, and she must have been forced by the teacher last night to resist, and today she would only agree on Hezhai above Yaping.

Ping Xuan was relatively calmer and said, "The disciple is guilty, but Master, after all, her elderly family is old and weak, and she has no evil thoughts.

Huairen was stunned. He did not expect that this apprentice who violated his will several times on Yaping today would plead for himself.

But she did not accept these words, because until this time, she still thought she was right.

She told Xu Yourong calmly about these days, as she did last night and today, and explained why she wanted Nanxizhai to stay together for ten years.

From beginning to end, Xu Yourong didn't speak, but just listened quietly.

Huairen said: "Today's things seem to be settled calmly, but if you break through the sage, you will definitely pay a great price."

Chen Changsheng gave Xu Yourong a glance.

Huairen continued: "What if something like this continues to happen in the future? How many times can you pay the price for Saint Maiden? How many times can this price be paid for Saint Maiden? Between the court and the palace, between their mentors and apprentices The war, why did we ask our disciples to bleed?"

By this time, Xu Yourong finally spoke.

Her voice is very light, but very clear, so that all Nanxizhai disciples in Huashujian can hear clearly, and even enter Huairen's heart directly.

"Uncle Shi is an elder and takes care of Zhaiwu for granted, but you are not a Zhaizhu, or do you want to take my seat?"

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