The ten-day "Tianji Murder Case" finally came to an end.

Among them, 30% of the members of the Tianji Pavilion who were found in Luoyang City have been beheaded in public, and it is unknown what kind of treatment the remaining 70% received.

Only the members of Tianji Pavilion who were still lurking knew about it.

In Luoyang City, the person in charge of the Ling family, one of the nine aristocratic families of Tianji Pavilion, Cheng Wang Ling Pengyue, although his crime of trespassing is not clear, it is still difficult to escape from the relationship. Under the strong protection of Jing Wang Ling Aoyang, he

Although he was spared the death penalty, he was eventually demoted and sent to Lin'an.

At the same time, the layout of Tianji Pavilion is also changing.

After a hundred years, another pavilion master was established.

In other words, Tianji Pavilion no longer has nine branch families that check and balance each other, but directly obeys the pavilion master.

This matter quickly spread throughout the world, and the entire Jianghu seemed to have no objections to this and readily accepted the arrangement. The joint efforts of the court and Jianghu a hundred years ago fell apart.

Outside Luoyang City.

A young man was walking on a barren mountain road with a backpack on his back.

The terrain of this mountain road is very high, and you can have a panoramic view of Luoyang City.

The young man has lived in this city for more than twenty years, but he did not look at it, not even a glance. He just walked with his head buried in it, walking very fast.

"After leaving this city, don't you have any attachment?" A voice suddenly came from the front.

The young man stopped and asked, "Why should there be one?"

The voice said slowly: "Here is your Prince Cheng's Mansion, your Tianji Pavilion, and your best brother. In the near future, the whole world may even be yours."

"You are really good at joking." Ling Pengyue smiled and raised his head, and found a Taoist priest in Hao robe standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Wudang Mountain, Murong Haoyue.

"I was supposed to be a Taoist priest who had nothing to do with the world, but I was called to guard the emperor's city gate for ten days. Is this a good feeling?" Ling Pengyue looked at his bitter and resentful face and joked.

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Murong Haoyue replied calmly: "The order of the leader cannot be violated."

Ling Pengyue carried the package and came to sit on a stone nearby. "I have heard that you have come to Luoyang a long time ago. I wanted to find a time to visit you, but I didn't expect that we would meet in this way."

Murong Haoyue walked up to him and asked, "Is there a big gap?"

"Actually, it's not bad. I can leave the vast sea of ​​thousands of books in Tianji Pavilion and the intrigues and intrigues in the court. It's better to be out of sight." Ling Pengyue shook his head with a smile.

"Ashamed." Murong Haoyue said expressionlessly, "I have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, but I don't see it as deeply as Donor Ling."

Ling Peng became more confused and said: "What?"

Murong Haoyue took out a jar of wine and two cups, "Back then, you were the one who kept tempting me to drink in front of me. Now, I invite you to drink."

"Hahaha." Ling Pengyue laughed, "Tianji Pavilion knows everything. I have known it for a long time. A Taoist priest who never drank alcohol has now become an alcoholic."

Murong Haoyue did not answer. After pouring two glasses of wine, he drank one first.

Ling Pengyue, who usually loved drinking, did not raise his glass and looked at the wine in the glass silently.

Wine is turbid wine.

The turbid wine in Luoyang is very strong and intoxicating.

Just one cup made Murong Haoyue's whole face turn red.

Especially the eye sockets.

He did not continue to pour the wine, but savored the taste of the wine in his throat. It was not until he felt a burning pain that he looked south, "Back then, you told me the blooming period of those flowers. However, no matter how hard I tried,

In the end, he still couldn't save her.

No matter what happens in the future, not everything has been lost.

Ling Pengyue glanced at him silently and sighed: "I am also responsible for this matter. I repeatedly told those who asked for heaven's secrets not to tamper with the destiny of heaven, but I leaked the destiny of heaven to you. My original intention was that the good man would die.

We got married, I didn’t expect that so many things would happen after that.”

In the slightly cold wind, the continuous sound of bells suddenly came from Luoyang.

Neither of them spoke anymore, they both raised their eyes and looked down at Luoyang City.

At the highest point in Luoyang City, a man dressed in red slowly climbed up the steps, burning like a raging fire, as if he was going to burn up the entire city and evaporate the entire moat.

The enthronement ceremony for the master of Tianji Pavilion has begun.

This woman in red is the new head of Tianji Pavilion.

Murong Haoyue seemed to be blinded by the wind and sand, her eyes were blurred by tears, and she gradually couldn't see everything clearly.

Somehow he remembered the day three months ago, when he reunited with her after five years. He looked across the sea of ​​people, and she was also playing her pipa on the pavilion, looking over the beaded curtain.

No matter how many years we have been alive, there are always old scenes that touch our eyes and make us sigh.

But Ling Pengyue was looking at the entire city of Luoyang. He raised his hand slightly, raising his glass to someone unknown.

A glass of wine and you are thousands of miles away from home.

Inside Luoyang City.

On Cuiyun Peak, Yinglong Terrace.

This is the highest point in Luoyang City. It was built when Luoyang first became the imperial capital. It is extremely magnificent, green as clouds, and has a steep terrain. Whenever the emperor supervises sacrifices or has any important enthronement ceremony, he will be here.

held.

The woman in the bright red dress climbed up the stairs with the admiration of thousands of people, and climbed to the high platform with treacherous cloud waves. When she raised her eyes, the worldly world was rolling in her eyes, and there might be a piece of light clouds and gentle wind in front of her eyes.

On the opposite mountain, she vaguely saw a young man mourning alone in the wind. She didn't know which woman he was missing in her heart.

Today Liang Yang Jianguo, also known as the eldest prince Jing Wang Ling Aoyang, single-handedly pushed for Tianji Pavilion to have another pavilion leader, but he did not attend the enthronement ceremony of the Tianji Pavilion pavilion leader. Instead, he sat on the tower and drank tea with his teacher Mo Wendong

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He took the cup of tea that Mo Wendong had just brewed and raised the glass slowly.

Mo Wendong seemed to know who he was honoring, so he didn't speak, but silently poured himself a cup of tea.

After Ling Aoyang finished the toast, he did not drink it, but spilled the tea on the ground. Then he quietly said: "Teacher, do you think I did something wrong?"

Mo Wendong took a sip of tea and said, "You are not wrong, no one is wrong in this world, only reality is wrong."

Ling Aoyang was stunned for a moment, "Then what do you think is the difference between him and me? Whoever ascends to that position, me or him, will be better off for the country?"

"His biggest flaw is that he has no ambition. Your biggest flaw is that you are too ambitious." Mo Wendong smiled and looked at the splendid mountains and rivers close to Luoyang City. "As for who will be better off on the throne?

Let’s identify the situation first. Today’s imperial court is on the decline, and people like you must take over the imperial power. Only in this way can the prosperity of the past when Liang Yang just founded the country be restored.”

On the eaves of a certain place in Luoyang City.

A young man and a wooden gun.

King Cheng's confidant, Yan Yuanjie, is a descendant of Yan Hongye, the founding marshal of Liangyang. During the Tianji murder case, he did not go out to help Ling Pengyue or anything. When Ling Pengyue was deported from Luoyang, he also did not go

Send each other off.

This matter has become a matter of contention between the king and the king, and he can't be of much help at the moment.

As for the reluctance to send each other off, that is a personal relationship between children.

All he can do is sharpen his gun here.

It was a wooden gun that was sharpened, but even so, the sharp edge of the gun tip made people afraid to look directly at it.

He was very patient, knife after knife, and each time he slashed, the wooden gun became sharper.

The wind picked up, blowing the willow trees nearby.

Yan Yuanjie suddenly stopped sharpening his gun and looked back at Prince Cheng's Mansion not far away. In the past, Prince Cheng's Mansion was crowded with people, but now the door is closed.
Chapter completed!