Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

It has been raining in Changjing for half a month.

Li Xuanxiao held an umbrella and carried a food box in his hand.

"Hey, we meet again."

Zhang Shun walked towards him carrying his youngest son.

"You live here too? We are neighbors. What a coincidence."

"Master Zhang lives here too?"

Zhang Shun sighed and said, "Well, if you don't live in the family, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. If you don't come to the capital, you don't know that the prices in the capital are so high.

If it weren't for the support from the imperial court, I might not even be able to afford a house with the salary I earned during my years as an official. "

Li Xuanxiao said: "Master Zhang is an upright official, which is a blessing to the people."

After returning from Chaotian Temple, Li Xuanxiao muttered to himself.

"This red god is so stingy. He came all the way here and didn't even buy me a drink! He had to cook for himself."

Li Xuanxiao sat in front of the stove, pulled the bellows, and made a clear and melodious sound of "bata bata", and smoke curled up from the kitchen stove.

The wind rolls along the iron cylinder and is sent under the stove grate, blowing the stove to boost the fire.

Under the "fanning" of the wind, the flames jumped happily, heating the cold water in the iron pot and heating the food in the iron pot.

Li Xuanxiao remembered what an old gentleman said to him when he was traveling in the world.

As the saying goes: between heaven and earth, is it still like a scorpion? Virtual and unyielding, moving and out.

The general idea is: "So between heaven and earth, isn't it like a bellows? It is empty but not deflated. The more it agitates, the more wind there will be, and it will continue to grow."

This is also true when it comes to spiritual practice.

The small courtyard is only an alley away from the main street, and the sounds of pedestrians and carriages outside can be heard slowly.

The plum rain is coming, the summer breeze is gentle.

At this time, the mood is at this time, nothing happens to the little fairy.

It's a pity that in such good weather, there is an undercurrent in Changjing.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

The little donkey opened the door, and a handsome young man stood outside.

"Your Majesty asked me to bring some specialties from Changjing." The young man said solemnly.

"Yeah~"

The young man looked at the little donkey and walked in.

Have people move in all the things on the carriage.

Li Xuanxiao glanced outside.

The young man held up his hand and said, "I personally honor Yiwei Yulinlang Maolan, and on the order of the empress, I will send Changjing's specialties to the real person."

"Thank you for your hard work, do you have any wine?"

"Yes, Changjing's famous plum wine."

"Plum wine is too sweet, but I still prefer soju."

Mao Lan said: "The queen specifically asked me to remove the sweetness from the plum wine and add some other ingredients."

Li Xuanxiao nodded, "Thank you."

Mao Lan clasped her fists and said, "I'll take my leave."

"I won't send it."

Mao Lan retreated to the alley and flicked her sleeves.

"Let's go!"

Mao Lan does not have a popular surname, nor is he the son of a noble family.

As a slave, he was able to rise to the rank of Yu Linlang, the pro-Xun Yi Wei, at a young age.

Thanks to the political reforms of the current queen, there are many people like Mao Lan in the court who are die-hard loyalists to the queen.

Otherwise, Zhao Ruxue would not send him to do such a thing.

In the next few days, Mao Lan took advantage of time to deliver things to Li Xuanxiao.

They are not expensive things, but they are not available in other places. They are only abundant in Changjing.

This made Mao Lan very puzzled.

It may be said that this person is of high status, but all the gifts given by the Queen are ordinary things.

Basically nothing valuable.

But to say that this person has no status, the things sent to him these days are carefully planned by the Queen.

However, although Mao Lan was confused, she also knew that when doing things in the palace, ask less and do more.

.........

The attic in the distance was shrouded in mist and rain, appearing and disappearing, and the eyes were confused.

The attic was originally the place where Princess Lin Meng lived.

However, at this moment, Lin Meng was meditating in Chaotian Temple.

Queen Zhao Ruxue did not return to the palace today to deal with some matters, but suddenly felt unwell.

So they came to the place where their daughter lived. Who would have expected that in the evening, the queen would be pregnant.

This incident happened unexpectedly.

According to Qin Tian Jian's estimate, the queen gave birth two months early.

Now it is half a month ahead of schedule estimated by Tiqin Tianjian.

Zhao Ruxue, known as the Sword Immortal in White, has reached the weakest moment in his life.

The Zhao family's maid, who had been serving him, seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Several people were immediately dispatched to inform Changjing and Jing Zhaoyi at the same time.

Jing Zhaoyi was in charge of the capital, and his official position was extremely important.

Jing Zhaoyin of Changjing was promoted by Zhao Ruxue, and he was a die-hard loyalist of the queen.

The second group of people informed Zhao Benjia and asked him to quickly send people to support him.

The third group of people went to Beijing to mobilize the Jinwu Guards and meet with His Majesty at the same time...

However, the three groups of people sent out were like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no news from them.

The maid in blue quickly passed the letter with her flying sword, but again she didn't get a reply.

"Cousin! What's wrong? There's no reply yet?"

Another maid, also a child named Zhao, is a close confidant of the Queen's confidants.

At this moment, his face was full of anxiety.

"No!"

"problem occurs?"

"..."

The maid in blue said in a deep voice: "How is your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty was born prematurely and is pregnant with a spiritual fetus. The situation is a bit dangerous!"

The maid in green suddenly tightened her grip on her sword, her eyes serious.

The bluestone pavement on the street was soaked by the rain and glowed with a cool light.

In this quiet night, a continuous sound of footsteps broke the tranquility of the ancient town.

On a rainy night, groups of tiger and leopard knights wearing black masks, disguised as men from the countryside, gathered towards the attic.

The footsteps are getting closer and clearer.

In the rainy night, these footsteps were like pebbles thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples in circles.

As the footsteps approached, the friction sound of a sharp knife being slowly pulled out of its scabbard also reached people's ears. The sound was like a gust of cold wind, blowing people's eardrums, as if they could foresee that a bloody killing was about to take place.

These elite troops disguised as gangsters walked through the streets without saying a word, their footsteps echoing in the rainy night.

The strong energy and blood of the warriors in the army evaporated a large amount of rainwater in an area.

"Cousin!?"

"Go and protect your empress, the rest of you will stay here with me!"

"yes!"

The maid in green clothes took out a golden elixir from the Najie. This is a golden elixir that can temporarily elevate a monk's realm to the Six Scenery Nascent Soul stage.

It's just that the damage to the monk's body is extremely great, and I'm afraid he won't be able to improve further in the future.