The Sword Dynasty - 425. Chapter 424

“Minshan Jianzong has no arrangements for others.”

Nangong Caishu looked at Ding Ning and shook his head, and said, “If it weren’t for your request, even I would be left in the Minshan Jianzong to practice.”

Ding Ning didn’t seem to be surprised. He pondered for a while, and said with some satisfaction: “The Minshan Sword Sect gave the queen a satisfied attitude, and this is what the queen gave in return.”

Nangong Caishu understood what Ding Ning meant, and said, “Are you worried that she will treat us like Zhang Yi?”

“It separates relatives and friends, this is what she is best at doing.” Ding Ning said with a sneer.

Nangong Caishu was slightly startled, she thought that Ding Ning had killed the palace maid named Rong, which was also a tribute to the queen’s disposal of Zhang Yi.

“It is possible for Xie Changsheng to stay in Minshan Jianzong… and it seems that he has kept a lot of severely injured students in Minshan Jianzong.” After a sneer, Ding Ning looked at Nangong Caishu and said:” Baili Suxue has also changed a bit.”

Nangong Caishu felt that she couldn’t comment on characters of this level like Ding Ning, so she couldn’t communicate.

The high places of Minshan are extremely cold.

Baili Suxue looked at the snow in the mountains, and slowly asked a Minshan Jianzong practitioner who was wearing a turquoise robe behind him, “He has no other requirements?”

The Minshan Sword Sect cultivator shook his head respectfully and said: “Apart from asking those people to accompany him, he didn’t make any request.”

Baili Suxue said faintly, “If he didn’t make any request, it shows that he is confident.”

The cultivator of the Jianzong Minshan who was standing respectfully was a little unwilling, and said: “Just leave the queen like this?”

“Turning your face when it is unnecessary to turn your face can only be called reckless.”

Baili Suxue slowly said without expression: “No matter how unified, there are always a few swords enough to make her and Yuan Wu jealous, so why bother to die.”

…

For many people in Changling, the place where snow is colder than Minshan is the depths of the imperial palace.

In the depths of the palace, on the stone path in front of the Queen’s study, there was a man in a gray robe kneeling.

He is very tall, even if he is kneeling on the ground, he looks very tall.

It’s just that the place where his right arm was originally in his robe is empty, and a length of his sleeve is swaying slightly in the wind.

He looks bleak and humble.

No one can connect him with Shen Xuan, the owner of the Great Floating Prison.

He didn’t know how long he had been kneeling.

In the study room in front, a cold voice finally came out, “I just asked you to come to see me, why are you kneeling?”

Shen Xuan looked at the ground in front of his knees without raising his head, and said, “The big floating water is broken, and Lin Zhujiu is lost. I am responsible for negligence and come to receive the punishment.”

“If you have a clear heart, you have done your best, and you don’t need to kneel at all.” The queen’s voice in the study continued.

Hearing this cold and majestic voice, Shen Xuan didn’t argue, just bowed his head in silence.

“I thought you liked big floating prisons.”

The queen continued: “There are more practitioners you can face there, and you can learn a lot of cultivation methods from them for the first time, so your cultivation base has been advancing very quickly over the years. Don’t forget that you are in harmony. Among those of your age, there are many practitioners who are more talented than you and are far behind you.”

“But now I know you don’t like it, it’s not like you showed it.”

“If my judgment is wrong, it is naturally my fault, not yours.”

“You should understand that unless I don’t speak, if I speak, what I said will definitely be done.”

“I can give you a promise.”

The voice from the study was no longer so cold, and began to calm down, “If you like, you can go to Donghu with the army… As long as you can get the Xuantian Shenju from that young man, you are the 14th Hou of Daqin, and I can let you choose the fief.”

Shen Xuan’s body did not tremble at all, but the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and said, “I will go to Donghu.”

The queen’s voice in the study rang and said, “I hope you really like it this time.”

Shen Xuan raised his head and said, “I really like it.”

…

Changling will always be a place full of countless joys and sorrows.

Some people like it, some are sad.

Huang Zhenwei looked at Mo Shoucheng lying quietly on a wicker chair with great sadness, and his voice trembled slightly: “Teacher, wait for me.”

Mo Shoucheng slowly raised his head, glanced at him, and nodded.

Huang Zhenwei turned around and walked down the turret.

He walked towards the palace in the morning light.

He knew that his teacher had reached the end of his time, and how long he had to stay in this world was only his teacher’s mind.

If he had to leave, his teacher would leave this world at any time.

He knew that at this time, given his teacher’s physical condition, staying a little longer would be more painful, but he wanted the teacher to wait for him to return from the palace.

Because he wants to ask the queen for something.

At least his teacher is not like the owner of the business back then, at least his teacher can bear less notoriety.

This is his most sincere intention as a student.

He wants to do this.

However, he didn’t know that when he left this turret, under the sign of Mo Shoucheng, the cold general also turned his wicker chair so that Mo Shoucheng could see Huang Zhenwei who was going away.

“What’s the point?”

Mo Shoucheng is like speaking to Huang Zhenwei, and like speaking to himself and the grim generals behind him: “When you live until I am as old, you will understand that there is no more important thing in the world than life and death. People are dead, everything is empty, and if you can achieve inner peace, how can you still care about this matter?”

After saying these words, he put on the blanket and closed his eyes as if taking a nap.

…

Huang Zhenwei walked quickly.

He was like a morning light walking through the Changling Tomb.

In one place, he paused slightly.

In this place, he could see an already somewhat desolate street not far away.

That street is Wutongluo.

He didn’t think of other things about the boy in the wine shop at this time, but just thought of the boy standing in front of the dead Xue Wangxu before the start of the Minshan Sword Club.

In the picture in his mind, the figures of himself and Ding Ning gradually overlapped.

He thought of his mood at the moment, it was Ding Ning’s mood at that time.

He paused for a moment, then moved on.

Then soon he stopped again.

With his cultivation base, many subtle voices can be heard.

On weekdays, he has long been accustomed to the sounds of beings from heaven and earth coming into his ears in a chaotic manner, and then he will naturally eliminate those chaotic sounds and hear what he wants to hear.

The sound he heard naturally was the sound he wanted to hear.

His body trembled inexplicably.

Because what he heard unconsciously at this time was just an ordinary conversation between two people in the street.

“Zhang Tiejiang’s daughter looks more beautiful, she looks exactly the same as her mother when she was young, she was carved out of a mold.”

“Obviously, a mouth is a bit more like the Zhang Tiesmith. I think you can’t remember it when you are old. Even if it is a painting drawn by a painter, it is impossible for two people to be exactly the same.”

“You are so temperamental…”

Listening to such an ordinary conversation that often appears in the streets, Huang Zhenwei knew that he had made a serious mistake, or that he had overlooked something.

Sometimes the clues that have been searching for a long time and have no clue at all have already fallen into my own eyes, like the inconspicuous weeds on the side of the road.

Many people have checked Ding Ning.

As early as Ye Ce Leng returned to Changling after the storm, Shendu Supervisor carefully checked Ding Ning, including his aunt, grandson Qianxue.

Even if Shendujian felt that there was no problem, and even destroyed Ding Ning’s dossier, some real powers wanted to investigate Ding Ning, and the information on the dossier would naturally not be less than that of Shendujian.

As early as after the Lushan League, Huang Zhenwei had read some of Ding Ning’s information.

Ding Ning’s materials naturally include Changsun Qianxue.

Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue had no problem with their origins.

He even read the genealogy of Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue.

In the genealogy, there is a portrait of the eldest grandson Qianxue’s mother.

In the portrait of the genealogy, the portrait of the mother of the grandson Qianxue is almost identical to that of the grandson Qianxue.

Not only the appearance, but even the expression seems exactly the same.

There are no two identical rivers in the world, nor two people with exactly the same appearance. This is the simplest truth.

However, at that time, he turned over the genealogy, but didn’t compare it seriously in his mind. He just thought that the mother of the eldest grandson Qianxue was indeed a peerless beauty with an unforgettable look at first sight.

If the portrait was painted after the grandson Qianxue, it would be fake.

Fake is the biggest problem.