If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

Next to the two of them was Jiang Shoufu's bullock cart.

In this Taixuanjing, Jiang Baishi was the only one who could enter by bullock cart.

The short-clothed warrior, leading the snow-white ox, bowed to the chess watcher and Jiang Baishi.

The white bull had a spirit, sniffed at Mr. Qi Guan, and immediately lowered its head.

And those courtiers are coming this way.

Jiang Baishi frowned slightly, and was about to go to meet those courtiers, but Mr. Qi Guan who was at the side said softly: "This time, I won't bother Mr. Shoufu."

Jiang Shoufu paused in his staggering steps, with some hesitation in his eyes.

He remembered that many years ago, Mr. Guanqi had come to him, but he had never seen Mr. Guanqi due to the order of the emperor.

Later, Mr. Si died, and a divine sword flew out from the fairy tower in the sky, and chopped Mr. Si's sword into pieces. Only a few bones of Mr. Si's famous sword in the world are left.

More than ten years have passed since this incident, but Jiang Baishi has repeatedly thought about it, and he has a little more opinion about Shengjun's decision at that time.

But... I have already made a choice for the road ahead, so I can't look forward and backward, and I can't regret it.

"It's just a trivial matter. I'll just dismiss them. Don't be angry, Mister Guanqi."

Jiang Baishi never looked at Mr. Guanqi, but just lowered his head to talk.

Mr. Guanqi waved his hand, with a smile on his face: "It's different now, Jiang Shoufu...you don't have to protect them."

Hearing the words, Jiang Baishi saw those people coming in a hurry, just shook his head slightly, and then walked towards the bullock cart beside him.

When twenty or thirty courtiers saw Jiang Baishi leaving, they stood still and saluted him.

Jiang Baishi got into the bullock cart without looking back.

The white bull pulled the ox cart and walked slowly on the Qingxuan jade bricks. The wheels of the cart rolled over the jade bricks, but there was no sound.

Bai Niu walked very slowly, stopping from time to time, and together with Jiang Baishi, took a look at Mr. Qi Guan.

Jiang Baishi seemed to be thinking about something.

There was some pity in Bai Niu's eyes.

Dozens of ministers and generals saw Jiang Baishi on the bullock cart, and someone walked towards the bullock cart, Jiang Baishi waved his sleeves, so they didn't have to come forward to salute.

So these ministers and generals gathered again.

If Lu Jing was here, he would be quite familiar with the leader of these people.

The leaders were none other than Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Criminal Justice, and Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.

When Lu Jing participated in the pre-temple examination, he wanted to take charge of the Law and Thunder, but Zheng Yuan had repeatedly obstructed it.

The same is true for Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.

It's just that Lu Jing was quite strong at the time, he won the top three alone, and he was convinced by the law and thunder, and forcibly blocked Zheng Yuan's mouth.

Unexpectedly, today, the person who wants to impeach Shulou in front of Emperor Chongtian is still this person.

But if you think about it carefully, everything has traces to follow.

The official ranks of these two people are not low, especially Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, they are officials with real power from the third rank, and because he is the son-in-law of Duke Chu's mansion, he is quite close to the seventh prince.

The seventh prince, Yu Xuanlou, was seriously injured because of Mr. Guanqi's suspended thunder, but he was unable to let the strong man in the mansion receive his divine sense.

More than two months later, Lu Jing was still giving lectures in the library, and went to the palace to teach the thirteenth prince every day, but the door of Jiansu mansion in the Yuxuan building of the seventh prince was still closed.

It was obvious that the crown prince took action himself, using the Bodhisattva method of killing life, to cut off the seventh prince's divine sense with the incarnation of qi and blood, which really hurt him.

Because of this, there are many speech officials in the court, and many court officials with real power handed in notes, bluntly saying that Mr. Shulou Guanqi violated the rules, even disrespected discipline, and should be severely punished.

However, most of these papers fell into the sea, and Emperor Chongtian didn't even open them for review. It was precisely because of these reasons that Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, entered the palace with many ministers and generals, wanting to see the emperor.

"Please also, Mr. Guanqi, go to face the saint with us."

Wu Yanbao had been serving as Zhu Junlang in Zhenbei Duhufu, but he was transferred to Taixuanjing Zhong three years ago and served as the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.

Swords and armor are not allowed in the palace. He is dressed in court clothes with facial features. He looks short in stature, but his eyes are quite sharp. Standing next to Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, he looks majestic.

He used to deal with those Fan clans who surrendered to the imperial court in Zhenbei Protectorate all the year round. In such places, occasional turmoil would require them to go away with their swords. Over time, his blood was no weaker than those generals who had lived in the border for a long time.

Wu Yanbao didn't want to enter the palace tonight, but Zheng Yuan couldn't resist sending people to invite him many times, so he had to come here together.

Except for these two, the other officials and generals who entered the palace together with Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao, their identities are naturally not considered valuable in this Taixuan Palace, but there are many powerful people in this Taixuan Palace, and they may enter the palace late at night. There are not many people in the palace, but these people are placed outside the Taixuan Palace, but they are all people of extraordinary status.

Mr. Guanqi walked slowly, Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao led twenty or thirty people towards him.

Zheng Yuan was the first to salute him: "Mr. Chess Watch."

Mr. Guanqi's expression is as gentle as ever, and he has been wearing the gray clothes of Confucian scholars for more than ten years, making him look extremely modest.

He nodded towards Zheng Yuan, his spiritual consciousness circulated and mobilized his vitality, and turned into a soft voice: "I don't know what your lord is?"

The ministers behind Zheng Yuan who were closer to him all frowned.

The servant of the Ministry of Justice also frowned slightly, thinking that Mr. Guanqi knew their purpose of coming and deliberately made a bad impression on him.

An adult in court uniform took the initiative to take a step forward and said, "Mr. Guanqi, this is Mr. Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment."

Mr. Guanqi's eyes flashed a little clear, and his tone was apologetic: "I've been in the library for a long time, and I'm a little unfamiliar with the adults of the various prefectures and ministries of Xuandu."

Zheng Yuan was as unsmiling as before, and said: "The name of Mr. Guanqi is known to everyone in Taixuan Jing, and everyone knows it.

For more than ten years, Mr. Zheng has been preaching and teaching in the library to dispel doubts. His profound knowledge makes Zheng admire him quite a lot. "

Mr. Guanqi looked at Zheng Yuan with interest, but didn't speak, as if he had seen through Zheng Yuan's intentions.

Seeing that Mr. Guanqi was silent, Zheng Yuan's tone suddenly became more serious: "It's just that Mr. Guanqi was famous for being romantic more than ten years ago, and his teacher said at that time that Mr. Guanqi was too impulsive.

Zheng Yuan originally thought that his husband had cultivated himself in the library for more than ten years, taught and educated people, and improved his knowledge. All his impulses had disappeared, but he never thought that now, more than ten years later, when he does things, he still doesn't care. "

Zheng Yuan frowned, and his expression also showed anger: "I hope Mr. Guanqi will forgive me. Zheng Yuan works in the Ministry of Punishment and takes the post of servant. With a rune, Mister drew thunder to hang over Taixuanjing, causing many people to frightened.

It just so happened that Qingyun Street was still under the thunder, and all the adults who were extremely important to the country and the court lived on Qingyun Street, and at the end of Qingyun Street was the Seventh Prince's Jiansu Mansion.

The killing intent was hidden in the thunder, which made the monk's soul tremble, and the warrior's blood screamed.

This move, sir, is too much. "

Mr. Guanqi remained silent, still looking at Zheng Yuan.

This vast palace seemed a little silent.

Seeing that Mr. Guanqi hadn't answered, Zheng Yuan seemed a little uneasy.

He shook his head, sighed and said: "Sir, today is just a coincidence, why don't you go to Taixian Hall with us to meet Shengjun, and tell the reason of the thunder in front of Shengjun.

I can also say a few words for Mr., after all, if you break the rules, you have to explain something. "

Zheng Yuan just finished speaking.

Behind the Silver Robe Army Vice General Wu Yanbao, a tall general with a gloomy face yelled angrily: "Bai Guanqi, Mr. Zheng is polite, but I feel that no matter what the reason is, Lei Tingxuankong is here to deal with the Seventh Prince. The words are disrespectful, the seventh prince has the blood of a sage, so where do you put the dignity of the royal family?"

"shut up!"

Wu Yanbao turned his head away, and angrily shouted at the cold-faced general: "Don't be rude to Mr. Qiguan."

The general with a gloomy complexion paused for breath and lowered his head.

Wu Yanbao apologized: "Mr. Guanqi, according to the Xingsi Division, the thunder was caused by Mr. Guanqi urging a rune. If the rune is activated rashly, if it gets out of control, I'm afraid it will attract a lot of people." scourge.

The crowds in Taixuanjing were surging, once those precious runes got out of control, it might cause great disaster. "

"Sir, it's better to go to Taixian Hall with us, it's better than Shengjun sending someone to invite you."

Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, as well as twenty or thirty officials and generals, big and small, all watched Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Guanqi still looked at the crowd with great interest.

"You guys want to know the reason why I caused Thunder?" Mr. Guanqi asked suddenly.

Zheng Yuan shook his head: "As a gentleman, naturally you don't need to tell us. When you go to the Taixian Hall, you only talk to Shengjun..."

Before Zheng Yuan finished speaking, Mr. Guanqi gently stroked his sleeves: "You are speaking in a tactful way, but you know in your heart that my thunder is not hanging in the air, but suppressing Jiansu Mansion."

Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao's expressions suddenly changed.

A young civil servant frowned and said angrily, "Sir, do you know what you're talking about?"

There were also civil servants who respected the library and said cautiously: "Sir, there are some words that you have to think twice before saying."

...

The smile on Mr. Guanqi's face gradually subsided, but the warm and jade-like temperament on his body suddenly became strange and vast.

"You want to know the reason why I use runes to trigger Thunder?"

"It's because of my library, and I, Bai Guanqi, also have a temper."

"The Seventh Prince Yuxuanlou tried to kill Mr. Lu Jing of my study building many times, but the assassination failed, and he had to manifest the magical body himself to suppress his primordial spirit.

Although he is a prince, sometimes he has to know that if he does something wrong, he will have to pay some price, and he cannot retreat completely. "

Mr. Guanqi talked about it.

Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and even the ministers and generals present were silent.

There is only the sound of the breeze blowing through the building, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

"Bold!"

A general suddenly shouted angrily: "Bai Guanqi, how dare you say the word "repression"

"This is in the palace, please keep your voice down." Mr. Guanqi sighed, took another step, and walked along the palace road.

"Mr. Guanqi, do you know how outrageous your words are?"

Zheng Yuan took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Guanqi's back.

He really didn't know why the Xuanyi in the Taixuan Palace didn't show up after Mr. Guanqi said such words in the Taixuan Palace.

Wu Yanbao took a step forward, and said in a deep tone, "Mr. Guanqi, we are officials in the Taixuan Palace. Today you say disobedient words, so you can't just walk away like this."

A group of generals followed Wu Yanbao, looking at Bai Guanqi with some unkind eyes.

There are also some old generals among them, who seem to be hesitant.

Immediately thinking that Bai Guanqi had never made a move since his serious injury more than ten years ago, he became more courageous.

"Mr. Guanqi, let's not mention the rebellious words in your words just now. Although Lu Jing is a rare arrogance, the status of the Seventh Prince is even more precious. Sir, you should not put the Seventh Prince and Lu Jing together! "

"Furthermore, the library is a place of preaching and teaching. It is admired by thousands of people. If the masters and disciples in the library have personal enmity, Mr. Guanqi will take action to protect them, or even commit great treason. , you deserve it."

There was not much anger on Zheng Yuan's thin face, and there was even some expectation.

He looked at Mr. Guanqi's back: "Sir! I advise you to go to Taixian Hall with us to meet Shengjun. Shengjun is tolerant, maybe it's okay..."

Before he finished his words, Mr. Guanqi stopped walking...

"You guys are really... noisy."

He stood on the same spot, and in the distance, the white cow and the first assistant Jiang Baishi hadn't gone far.

The short-clothed man, holding the white bull, did not forget to turn his head, and said to himself contemptuously: "It's been a long time since Mr. Guanqi has such an expression, these people... really don't know how to live or die."

The man in short clothes was talking to himself, but those generals were all of extraordinary cultivation, and among the civil servants there were monks with strong souls, so his words naturally fell into the ears of these people.

Wu Yanbao knew this short-clothed man, once by chance, he saw this short-clothed man loosen his head by hand.

The evil ghost has also ignited the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.

He didn't know why the man in short clothes said these words, he vaguely guessed that Mr. Guanqi's cultivation was extraordinary, and also guessed that it might not be the treasure rune in Mr. Guanqi's hand that triggered the thunder...

However, Wu Yanbao still scoffed at the words of the man in short clothes.

Because this is Taixuan Palace!

The Holy Monarch is right in front of his eyes, and there are many strong men in the palace, even the more and more powerful warrior Fu Wudao, who has come to Taixuanjing many times, cannot enter the center of Taixuan Palace.

Mr. Guanqi... so what?

At this moment.

Mr. Guanqi's spiritual voice came slowly, and he sighed: "The library is a place of preaching and teaching, so naturally we don't care about the private enmity of Mr. and his disciples.

But Lu Jing was different. "

"And as I said just now, you are too noisy. After staying in the library for a long time, I have become slow. Only recently, I feel a little urgent."

"You guys, don't get in the way."

When Mr. Guanqi said this, he suddenly waved his long sleeves.

At this time, it was evening, and a waning moon appeared in the sky.

But when Mr. Qiguan waved his long sleeves, the moon in the sky suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a colorful cloud.

A colorful cloud floated over, and from the colorful cloud... unexpectedly a big hand protruded out.

The big hand falls gently!

Before Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and more than 20 court officials and generals could react, the surging vitality brought out bursts of divine light, and blessed the big hand.

Slapping it down with a big hand is like swiping a fly...

boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The big hands dissipated, and in this noble Taixuan Palace, more than twenty officials were disgraced.

Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and the few generals and civil servants who were born and scolded just now were especially seriously injured. They vomited blood and their bones were broken.

Wu Yanbao is the deputy general of the Silver Robe Forbidden Army in Taixuan Palace, enjoying the salary of a fourth-rank general, and he is a real martial artist!

But... when the big hand came down just now, there was not a trace of blood in his body to mobilize.

On the bullock cart in the distance, Jiang Shoufu frowned and shook his head.

The short-clothed man laughed out loud, with some brilliance in his eyes: "Mr. Guanqi used to be the most romantic and arrogant in Taixuanjing! Now these so-called arrogants are even worse than Mr. Guanqi at that time." Go out a lot.

It's just that Mr. Guanqi has become more and more silent these years. Everyone has forgotten him, and they also forgot that he once fell on the Parrot Isle with the Fourth Mr. and used the water of the Parrot Isle to save the people in the river.

But he is just silent, not because he has been abolished, these people are asking for trouble. "

Jiang Baishi had a heavy heart: "It seems that Mr. Guanqi values ​​Lu Jing more than I imagined."

Mr. Guanqi walked on the long palace road.

On the wall of Taixuanjing Palace, an old man in a long robe with snow-white hair glanced at Lu Jing who was waiting for Mr. Guanqi outside the palace, and then at Mr. Guanqi.

"Watching chess is the same as before."

"I used to be a man of mountains and rivers in Qingdu, Tianjiao Fufu and Shukuang... Watching chess is still the same as before, and it has not changed from beginning to end."