Great Blue Night Watchman

An Ye frowned slightly: "Mr. Xuanji, I have to stay here. Is there any danger for you to return to Beijing alone?"

Bi Xuanji wants to rectify the spiritual practice in Jin. To be honest, An Ye has a need to stay.

Because rectifying the spiritual path is not an easy task.

There must be a super master who can control the situation.

On the path of spiritual practice, one does not obey the king's power, but obeys the means. Although Bi Xuanji is the ultimate in Taoism and his shadow skills are superb, he still can't raise his hand to dominate the audience. An Ye can do it!

So, the dark night needs to stay.

Then, Lin Su could only make the journey alone after thousands of miles back to Beijing.

An Ye was a little confused. Before she came back, her husband was tossing in the whirlpool alone. She didn't know or couldn't see it anyway. She had to let it go or not. After she came back, she never left her husband...

"Don't worry!" Lin Su smiled: "Lin is a troublemaker who can come and go freely among thousands of troops. You can rest assured wherever you go!"

An Ye chuckled: "The title "Shit Stirrer" was given to you by the court officials. Now that things have happened, not many people dare to mention it anymore. Are you still thinking about it?"

This is true.

When Lin made his debut and entered the literary world, the literary world was completely disturbed by him.

Entering the officialdom, the officialdom is completely different because of him.

Entering the spiritual path, the spiritual path is still different.

Everyone is jealous of his talent, hates his subversion, and calls him a shit stirrer.

But now, he has turned the world upside down, and the emperor has been changed.

Lin Su has become a new noble in the officialdom, even a noble person. Under such circumstances, the officials no longer dare to call him a troublemaker.

Lin Sudao: "For a long time, I have been accustomed to being suppressed. Suddenly my opponent is gone. To be honest, I feel a little lonely, empty and cold..."

"Don't be so arrogant..." An Ye frowned at each other, speechless.

But Bi Xuanji did not participate in this. She cast her gaze over. The gaze that used to be as clear as water was a little lingering today: "Let's stay one night. You can go on the road tomorrow, okay?"

Lin Su pondered for a moment: "Okay!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Prince Qi, there is a woman outside the house asking to see her, calling her grandpa Zongchi, and the prince will know it as soon as she hears it."

Lin Su stood up suddenly...

He strode out and happened to bump into Li Qingquan who was wandering outside. The two faced each other at the door...

"Zongchi's granddaughter?" Li Qingquan asked.

"Go and have a look!" Lin Su said.

The two came out side by side...

An Ye in the pavilion frowned slightly: "Who is Zongchi?"

"The imperial master of Dayu, the former Yinlong Guard of the Jin Dynasty, Dayu brought out the fatal evidence of the false emperor Ji Shang, Zongchi is the biggest contributor!" Bi Xuanji said: "Let's go and take a look too!"

An Ye's heart skipped a beat.

It turned out to be him!

Emperor Da Cang changed his throne, and some people were destined to go down in history.

Lin Su, Li Qingquan, Ji Guang, Li Xiaotian, Chen Geng, Zhang Juzheng, Zhou Zhang, Deng Hongbo, Nan Wang Qifu...

Everyone played their part.

Even people like An Ye, Bi Xuanji, and Zhou Mei also played their roles.

In addition, there is another person whom the outside world knows nothing about, but his role is irreplaceable. This person is the mysterious Hidden Dragon Guard, a chess piece planted by the Jin Dynasty fifty years ago.

An Ye didn't know until this moment that his name was Zongchi!

It was he who provided support in the capital city of Osumi and played with Li Chi, the great king of the generation. With Li Chi's hand, he truly cut off the legal legitimacy of Ji Shang as the king. After getting rid of Ji Shang, he In Grand Chess, it plays a unique role.

At this moment, this mysterious Hidden Dragon Guard appeared.

The four of them walked through the long passage and arrived in front of Prince Jin's Mansion. A woman stood quietly under the stage.

She is dressed as white as snow.

She is as graceful as a plum.

She bowed Yingying: "Ying'er has met His Highness!"

Her voice is like an oriole emerging from the valley.

"Are you Zongchi's granddaughter? Where is your grandfather?" Li Qingquan asked.

The girl slowly raised her head, with tears on her face: "Grandpa couldn't wait for His Highness, he had already gone ahead..."

Li Qingquan's eyes became moist without any warning...

The smiles on the faces of Lin Su beside him and the two women behind him disappeared...

The girl choked up and said: "For fifty years, my grandfather has been in the land of tigers and wolves, and he misses his homeland every day. However, he does not dare to show it. His heart is depressed, and he eventually becomes seriously ill. After His Highness awakened the Hidden Dragon Order, my grandfather was delighted. Ru Kuang, after completing the task according to His Highness's instructions, could not stay in Baishui Residence for a moment, so he crossed the Lingding Ocean all night and returned to his former residence. I wanted to greet His Highness at Yanmen, but unexpectedly I fell in Liuyuan..."

Li Qingquan let out a long sigh: "Take me to see him!"

Zhongshan, Liuyuan, and Broken Garden remain the same.

Old willow, catkins do not fly.

The land is overgrown with weeds, and a lonely grave lies among the willows.

There is a line of words engraved on it, with clear handwriting: "The Tomb of Zongchi, the People of the Great Jin Dynasty"!

Zongchi, the emperor's master in Dayu.

Zongchi, a bachelor of the Ohsumi Hanlin Academy.

Zongchi, a high-ranking official in Dayu.

Zongchi, a master of the previous generation in literature and art.

However, at this moment, he was lying under the loess, with none of these prestigious titles, only a simple title: People of the Jin Dynasty!

On the screen wall behind the tomb is a three-line poem...

"Fifty years after the dream broke, the old willow in my hometown stopped blowing cotton wool, and this body turned into the soil of Zhongshan."

Behind him was a mouthful of blood. Even though half a month had passed, the blood was still as red as yesterday.

Several people looked at this tomb and this screen wall for a long time.

"Grandmaster!" Li Qingquan said: "Please allow me to add a line of words on your tombstone!" This "grandmaster" does not refer to the realm of literature and Taoism, but to two separate words, Zong, which is a surname, and Shi, which is a title.

He raised his hand, using his finger as a knife, and added a line of words on Zongchi's tombstone: Li Qingquan, the seventh prince of the Jin Dynasty, stands in honor of the two generations of ancestors!

Li Qingquan, whose real name is Li Qingquan.

His words are of extraordinary weight.

He did not erect a monument to Zongchi in his own name.

He was the one who erected a stele for Zongchi on behalf of two generations of the late emperors. Zongchi was called the Hidden Dragon of the Jin Dynasty, and he accepted the order of the late emperor.

As a result, this monument is extremely heavy.

Lin Su came to Zhaobi and bowed deeply: "Lin Su dares to finish this half of the poem left by the master for you!"

Together with the left hand, the sacred cultural treasure: Mo Yantai!

Right hands together, precious pen!

The precious pen touched Mo Yantai and finished the poem that Zongchi failed to finish...

"There is no trace of You Diao!"

"Fifty years after the dream, the old willow in my hometown has stopped blowing cotton. This body has turned into the soil of Zhongshan, and my traces are still missing!" This hanging is Zongchi's tribute to his hatred of his homeland for fifty years, and it is also Lin's condolence. Su paid tribute to this literary master!

The holy light is floating, and the sky is filled with seven colors. Even though there is no precious paper, it is just a wall, but with the blessing of Lin Su Wenbao Mo Yantai, it still shows the characteristics of colorful poetry.

This Zhaobi and Liuyuan have since become the Holy Land of the Old Jin Dynasty.

It is the residence of a generation of literary and Taoist masters, and it is also a historical witness of the return of the old Jin Dynasty.

Ying'er knelt down and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness, and thank you, Grandmaster Lin!"

Li Qingquan stretched out his hand to help him up: "Ying'er, how about you stay in the palace from now on?"

Ying'er shook her head gently: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Ying'er actually has a place to go. Grandpa's last wish has been fulfilled, so it's time for Ying'er to go... Farewell, Your Highness, and Grandmaster Lin!"

After bowing again, the clouds floated around her body. The next moment, she rose through the sky and crossed Zhongshan Mountain. Her white clothes floated like snow on the clouds and disappeared outside the sky.

Li Qingquan looked at Lin Su with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Bi Xuanji's voice came: "In the Anxiang intelligence system, there is no record of her sect, and there is only one record, related to Tian Jueyuan!"

"Tian Jueyuan?" Lin Su's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, more than ten years ago, Zongchi's granddaughter suffered from a strange disease. She sought medical treatment in all directions but failed. Zongchi went to Tianjueyuan, but no one knew the process and results. Now it seems that this daughter may be related to Tianjueyuan. There is some connection..."

An Ye cast his gaze on Lin Su. Lin Su looked at the horizon with some fluctuations in his eyes...

She knew about Tian Jueyuan from Lu Yi and the others.

She knew that when she went to Wuding Mountain that day, her husband also took in a young daughter-in-law named Sun Zhen. The process of taking in a young daughter-in-law was very fast. When everyone had no other ideas, her husband broke through the "lace" at lightning speed and directly After doing some "tightening", Sun Zhen became a real little daughter-in-law. Later, Sun Zhen was taken away by a white-haired woman from Tian Jueyuan. This white-haired woman was very strong, to an unbelievable level - Autumn Water Painting Screen has been certified on-site.

An Ye has never seen Sun Zhen before.

When Sun Zhen entered the Lin family's backyard, An Ye was not there.

When Sun Zhen left the Lin family, An Ye did not return.

However, she knew that her husband was still thinking about Sun Zhen, because Sister Chen was arranging all the big and small matters in Sun Zhen's family.

Based on this, An Ye also searched for information about Tian Jueyuan.

However, as powerful as Dark Night and as powerful as Baixiang Tower, he knows very little about Tian Jueyuan.

She only knew that Tian Jueyuan was very mysterious and almost isolated from the world. Tian Jueyuan seemed to be above this world, but also seemed not to be there at all. The rumors it left in the world were akin to a miracle...

Yes, Lin Su was indeed thinking about Sun Zhen at the moment.

When he entered this world, many readers called him a stallion, but in fact he was really unjust.

How many women does he have? Not much!

First comes the dark night!

Followed by Sun Zhen!

Sister Chen wore a nightgown to quench Sun Zhen's thirst because he was gone and he had to go through the Xiongguan difficulty at midnight. She was initially positioned as an "inflatable tool person", but Lin was very subversive and had to kill her. It hurts, what can she do...

When the white-haired woman took Sun Zhen away that day, she once said that it would take three years at most or two years at least to send Sun Zhen back to you.

When was that?

The last scientific examination year was the winter moon three years ago!

Now is the year of scientific examination again, it’s May 17th!

There is only half a year left before the "three years at most" that the woman said.

Where is Sun Zhen?

She must have embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

What state has it reached again?

It doesn't matter what state you are in. What matters is, will she come back?

It's a pity that he didn't know beforehand that Ying'er was related to Tian Jueyuan. If he knew, he could ask about Sun Zhen's current situation...

Yinger has gone.

Sun Zhen's return is just an expectation.

Lin Su needs to return to the capital next to witness King Chen's ascension to the throne.

But tonight, he will stay in the north for one night.

This night, the moon is full in the north.

This night was cool and quiet.

Prince Jin's palace has gone through a major change, and only one-third of the maids in the palace are left. Of course, they are the reliable maids after selecting them.

Lin Su and An Ye were sipping tea in the guest room, admiring the unique scenery of the back garden of the former Dajin Palace. An Ye was a little absent-minded, and a voice gently floated to Lin Su's eardrums: "Go and accompany her. You can go now." , there is a possibility that I won’t be able to see her for a long time…”

She was talking about Bi Xuanji.

In the past, Bi Xuanji lived in the middle of Xishan Mountain. Lin Su could see her every time he came to the capital.

But now Bi Xuanji is no longer the fake monk who lives in Banshan, and is no longer the executor of Da Cang Capital's secret fragrance.

She is now the princess of the Jin Palace.

After ending her wandering life of revenge and returning to the homeland where she was born and raised, Bi Xuanji was supposed to be in peace and joy. However, tonight, she looked up at the horizon under the moonlight, her thoughts as leisurely as the small lake in the garden...

On the path behind you, footsteps sounded softly...

Bi Xuanji slowly turned around and looked at him quietly under the moonlight...

"After you leave, when will you come back?" These eight words came slowly.

Lin Su said softly: "Maybe soon, but maybe..."

"But maybe there will be no return date? Is that right?"

"According to my wish, I would like to see the moon in the North, the snow in the North, the plums in the North, and the changes in the North a few more times. However, you and I both know that the world is ever-changing, and no one can be sure of his age. .”

"Yes, the world is ever-changing. Thinking back to the Xishan Poetry Festival three years ago, it seems like yesterday, but also seems like it has been thousands of years ago..." Bi Xuanji's voice is no longer as smooth as before. Her voice keeps changing over and over again. …

She met him for the first time at the Xishan Poetry Club three years ago.

From that day on, her life path became different.

Her originally hopeless road to national restoration found another way to open up.

She originally only had hatred but no lingering feelings in her heart, but she became lingering.

The girl appeared because of him.

My brother was inspired by him.

He got out of trouble because of him.

My hometown returned because of him...

After tonight, he will leave. Will I still see him in this life?

"It's very touching, isn't it?"

Bi Xuanji gently raised his cup: "The moon is waxing and waning, and the moon is full and I say farewell. I hear the sounds of my hometown in my hometown. I have been dreaming about Xishan for ten years. Do you dare to make an appointment in the coming year to talk about this life?"

Dare to make an appointment to talk about life and death in the coming year...

This is a question. Do you dare to make an agreement with me?

An Ye's heart skipped a beat in the darkness, and finally couldn't bear it any longer!

At this moment of parting, she still expressed her true feelings - make a date in the coming year, and it will last forever! For women, this is a show of love!

Will my gangster husband just serve a bowl of Yangchun noodles from her colorful pot?

Lin Su raised his hand, holding a piece of gold paper, and put down his pen: "Let me sing with you..."

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when they die. The candles turn to gray and tears begin to dry. The mirror at dawn is sad but the clouds have changed. The moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is no way to go to Nanshan. The blue bird Diligence is for visiting.”

This poem, once written, is filled with golden light.

After writing four sentences, the sky is filled with colorful colors.

After all is written, green lotuses bloom in the sky, shining brightly on the land of Yanjing, and the green poems handed down from generation to generation are born, and each word is fragrant, covering hundreds of miles away...

Bi Xuanji stared blankly at the sky. At this moment, she was completely and completely kicked out of Zen...

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, but it's also hard to say goodbye. This is their whole process from meeting to breaking up. How many difficulties and how many surprises have there been during this time? How many surprises? How much impermanence? Condensed in just seven words.

The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered... This is the season in the north, and it is also a historical witness of the vicissitudes of life.

Spring silkworms die only when their threads are gone, candles turn to ashes before their tears dry up... The heart beats when we meet, the flowers wither when we part, just because they are integrated with human feelings, they are so lingering and pathos, and they will last until death!

If Shi'er ends here, Bi Xuanji may take her heart astray at this moment, and slowly smooth out the throbbing in her heart over a long period of time.

However, Shier takes a turn for the worse here...

The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing. I feel the moonlight is cold when I sing at night. There is no way to go to Nanshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to visit.

In the dawn mirror, my hair will not change. After tonight, I know what lovesickness is!

Because you clearly answered my question, from here to Haining, it is thousands of miles away, but in the eyes of a caring person, the journey of thousands of miles is not far, and you will still come to see me!

There are eight lines in a poem, none of which says about lovesickness, but every sentence is about lovesickness!

There is no word to say that I am reluctant to give up, but every sentence is also reluctant to give up!

In the dark night, I look at the blue characters flowing across the sky, and the spring flowers blooming on Bi Xuanji's face, and I don't know what it feels like...

My rogue husband, I have indeed thought that you would serve her a bowl of Yangchun noodles from her colorful pot, but I am afraid that what you are serving now is not noodles, but medicine! Bi Xuanji bumped into you on the way to practice Zen and worship Buddha. He bumped into a ghost...

The two women's thoughts were all wrapped up in the confusing emotions of the poem itself, while other people's thoughts were different...

Jin Wang Li Qingquan looked at the sky, and a thought quietly arose in his heart...

This brother is a master of poetry. After the war, he wrote a poem that was completely in line with his status as a master of poetry. However, this poem appeared on the first night he entered the Jin Palace, and as soon as it was born, it became the highest poetry: handed down to the world. Qingshi, does such an explosive display have some other meaning?

For example, announce to the people of Yanjing that the Jin Palace is different from the past?

The former Jin Dynasty was also a place of literary talents, known as the land south of the Yangtze River outside the Great Wall, a place of poetry, wine and painting.

But after Zhou Kuohai occupied Yanjing, the way of literature declined. Zhou Kuohai was a general and believed in the long sword in the palm of his hand. He was a green wolf and a warrior under his banner. He didn't understand the way of literature and had no interest in understanding it. Therefore, he During the fifteen years of his rule, in the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains of the Jin Dynasty, there was more blood and less light on culture.

Today, Lin Su's poem that has been handed down from generation to generation rose from the palace of the Prince of Jin, covering hundreds of miles of Yanjing's city.

Declare that today’s Prince Jin’s Mansion is different from the past!

Regardless of whether Jin King Li Qingquan was neurotic or not, the reaction in Yanjing City was as he expected.

The poems passed down from generation to generation came out from the palace of the Prince of Jin, who was incompatible with the literary style, and caused a sensation in the entire Yanjing...

Countless great scholars rose into the sky, feeling the long-lost atmosphere of literature and art.

Countless scholars ran out of the study, and Qinglian looked at the sky in despair.

"The Great Jin Dynasty is back! The literary and Taoist style of the Great Jin Dynasty is coming back!" Someone shouted as if they were crying.

"Yes, the iron-blooded thug Zhou Kuohai is dead, and the old Jin Dynasty Palace has become the birthplace of immortal poetry and a sacred place of literature and Taoism!"

"Today, during the day, above Zhongshan Mountain, the sky is full of colorful colors. Tonight, at night, green poetry covers the night. The romance of the Jin Dynasty that we have been thinking about is really coming back..."

Suddenly, countless literati were moved to tears...

Zhou Kuohai occupies this place. No matter how many people like and pursue him, the literati in Jin cannot like him no matter what. Today, Zhou Kuohai's head is in a different place, and the prince of the Jin Dynasty has once again settled in the Jin Palace. Everyone has mixed feelings about this. of.

Lin Su published a poem that has been handed down from generation to generation, and it immediately captured the hearts of literati.

Let the literati see the long-lost light of literary education.

Maybe it was an effect Lin Su deliberately created, but maybe it was just an accident...

There was another surprise...

Absolute surprise...

The holy voice in the sky sounded: "The poem "It's Hard to Farewell" has been passed down to the world, and I give you the cultural treasure 'Han Yue'!"

The blue light all over the sky merged and turned into a crescent moon, shooting into Lin Su's eyebrows!

Lin Su's writing is extremely bright and transparent!

But at this moment, an accident happened!

A small jade box on Lin Su's waist broke with a bang. The ground-covering butterfly seemed to wake up from a dream, and turned into a ray of moonlight, which shot into the cold moon. In the cold moon, its figure appeared, still half-length. Wings, but it has already woken up, using these half wings to circle and swirl in the cold moon. Wisps of light from the cold moon shine into its body, and its wings become complete at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Lin Su felt all this, and her heart was in turmoil...

The Earth-covering Butterfly is a very special existence to him...

When this thing reaches adulthood, it can be compared to the ancient true dragon. It has made several small appearances, which fully proves its magical high-end.

He was unwilling to give up such a sharp weapon.

However, he also knew that this thing was beyond his control. Carrying an ancient rare object that he could not control at all, Li Xiaotian was worried that it would blow the flying dragon army to the other side of Lingding Ocean with its wings. I'm also worried, worried that this thing will blow Lin Su across the Wuxin Sea with one wing.

Just when he was worrying about gain and loss, wanting a little but not daring to ask for it, Earth-Wandering Butterfly gave him an answer. When facing the blood coffin and facing a certain death situation, Earth-Wandering Butterfly saved his life.

In this way, Lin Su couldn't give up on it easily no matter what considerations he had - you couldn't bully it into being seriously injured and ignore the fact that it was a lifesaver.

But this savior, he couldn't save its life because it was wounded by the holy way.

Who can save it except the saint?

And tonight, something unexpected happened!

The temple gave him a cold moon. The appearance of this cold moon was completely different from the previous rewards from the temple. The previous rewards had instructions to tell him what they were and what they were used for. However, Han Yue had no instructions!

Lin Su didn't know what it was used for, but now the answer seemed to be revealed. This cold moon could heal the ground-covering butterfly's injuries!

Could it be an upgraded version of the Rejuvenation Miao?

Of course, these are just guesses for Lin Su...

"Brother, you have a poem that has been handed down from generation to generation tonight. Do you want to tell the people of Jin that the current Jin Prince's Mansion is fundamentally different from the former Jin Prince's Mansion that only emphasized violence but not culture?" Lin Su whispered in his ears. Here comes Li Qingquan's voice.

Lin Su glanced back, looking at Li Qingquan's bright, clear but innocent eyes, and wanted to tell him, don't think too complicated, my original intention is not as noble as you think, I just want to seduce your girl of……

However, he still made a serious joke...

Well, it kind of means something like this. The most important thing for you to take over the homeland of Jin Dynasty is to win the hearts and minds of the people, and the hearts of the people are guided by literati. As literati, they are obviously closer to the arts, so we will build your Jin Palace first. To become a holy land of literature and art, let those scholars come to the bowl first...

Li Qingquan laughed loudly: "Brother's methods are really unspeakable. Let's talk tonight by candlelight and have a good talk about how the revolution should be carried out in the next Jin Dynasty..."

He seems to understand the word revolution...

This chat lasted until the fifth update.

Lin Su was sent to the guest room and sat on the bed waiting for him in the dark night.

Then, we played until dawn.

The next day, May 18th!

Lin Su left the northern border!

Once he leaves, earth-shaking events in the northern border will begin on the same day...