Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1043 Clothes on the Statue

"Popularity" is a word that sounds familiar at first glance, but it is difficult to implement it, so it is a bit fluffy.

But it exists.

When Emperor Qi asked the people, Jiang Wuxie said: "Insufficient popularity and vitality. With the country's system, popularity is the source of official energy. This is the root of all countries' rivalry and plundering of people."

The previous sentence refers to the influence of popularity, as the energy of life, on the vitality of heaven and earth. The latter sentence is about the relationship between popularity and the state system.

The Spirit Temple of the Marquis of Nine Returns is a place that is not very popular.

Although it is enshrined in the Palace of Protecting the Nation, and people often come to clean it, it still seems very deserted.

Jiang Wang walked into the temple.

It was still morning.

Most of the places in Linzi City were already noisy.

Only here, solemn and peaceful.

The cold morning light fell from nowhere.

There was a figure with his back to Jiang Wang, bathed in the morning light.

This is a familiar person.

When Xu Shi heard footsteps, he turned his head slowly and looked at Jiang Wang.

Seeing Jiang Wang, he didn't seem surprised, he just turned his head back, inserted the incense of heaven in his hand into the incense burner, and then turned around completely, facing Jiang Wang head-on.

"Long time no see, Jiang Qingyang." He said.

Tianyixiang is blue, like a curtain wrapped around the blue sky.

The smoke, which was so faint that it was almost invisible but still existed, rose faintly behind him.

The smoke leaped over him, curling up in front of the tall statue of the first Nine Returning Marquis——

It was a life-size statue, about eight feet high, but not particularly strong. The statue is half-naked and has numerous scars on its body. The reason why it is said to be half-naked is that half of the purple robe was also worn.

Back then, the Marquis of Nine Battles and Nine Returns died of exhaustion. Emperor Wu took off his robe and put it on his body.

The enshrined statue is like this, probably to commemorate this event.

And the only one who was able to come to the Huguo Palace of the Taimiao and offer sacrifices to the Marquis of Nine Returns unimpeded was naturally only Zhang Yong, the only blood of the Fengxian Zhang family.

In other words, a person who is probably not Zhang Yong.

Jiang Wang subconsciously remembered Chong Xuansheng's reminder yesterday - "You may be in trouble."

He was vigilant in his heart, but did not show it on his face: "It has been a while."

After the battle in Yunwu Mountain, they had no contact with each other. Even if I saw it by chance, it was just a glance.

The few people who came out of Tianfu Secret Realm at the same time, his friendship with Xu Xiangqian and Li Longchuan became deeper and deeper, but after a few contacts with Zhang Yong, they became strangers.

"Come here to worship my ancestors of the Zhang family?" Zhang Yong said softly, "You have a heart."

As he spoke, he turned his body sideways to give Jiang Wang the position of the priest.

The Marquis of Nine Returns is of course a hero, Jiang Wang deliberately came in to have a look, and he wanted to pay homage to him.

He didn't say much at the moment, walked to the altar, took three sticks of heaven's will incense, lit them together, and after paying respects in a proper manner, he inserted the heaven's will incense into the incense burner.

I prayed again.

Zhang Yong just stood by the side, waiting for Jiang Wang to finish all the tricks, and then asked: "Why can you not be perfunctory at all? You don't know him, and you are not a native of Qi. The current Feng It is even more impossible for the Xianzhang family to bring you any benefits...how can you be so serious?"

Zhang Yong at this time is different from any Zhang Yong Jiang Wang has ever seen.

Before entering the secret realm of Tianfu, Zhang Yong was a little childish and cowardly in his bravery.

After leaving the secret realm of Tianfu, Zhang Yong was restrained and restrained, and he was obviously more confident.

Zhang Yong, who was following the eleventh prince Jiang Wuqi in Yunwu Mountain at that time, was anxious to stand out, eager to make contributions, and his eyes were full of ambition.

This is a complete set of portraits of character growth.

And Zhang Yong, who is begging with pleading eyes, is complicated and mysterious in the overlapping of two layers of Daoist single tree forming forest and Taoist flower sea.

But no matter which Zhang Yong it was, he would never talk so much like today. Talk so proactively.

"Why don't you talk?" he asked again.

"I don't think your question is a problem. Do you have to insist on 'why' for everything in the world?" Jiang Wang said: "Marquis Jiufan is a respectable person, so I respect him. It's as simple as that."

"You are very sincere, really, you are very sincere." Zhang Yong looked at Jiang Wang, then turned his head to look at the statue of Marquis of Nine Returns.

He sighed: "It's a pity I can't do it."

He said in a strange, dreamlike tone: "No matter how much I convince myself, no matter how much I deceive myself, I can't help but respect...anyone in this country from the bottom of my heart."

Jiang Wang took a step back calmly: "So?"

Zhang Yong seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, we are not enemies. I personally don't have any hatred for you. And..."

He smiled: "I'm not your opponent, am I?"

Of course Jiang Wang would not relax his vigilance because of his words, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword: "Who the hell are you?"

"You asked me this question a thousand times and ten thousand times, and I only have one answer." He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I am a descendant of the Marquis of Nine Returns, the only surviving blood of Fengxian Zhang, Zhang Yong. "

"It's very strange." Jiang Wang stared at him and said, "I think it's very strange now. At that time in Yunwu Mountain, I chose to remain silent and didn't expose your doubts. And I haven't thought about it for so long. this matter."

Zhang Yong laughed hehehe: "There is nothing strange about this. You are kind by nature and know how to be considerate and sympathetic. The you in Yunwu Mountain just succumbed to your nature."

"I was hit by your pupil technique at that time?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Jiang Qingyang, that's not important." Zhang Yong said: "The important thing is that you are kind."

Jiang Wang thought for a while, and slowly drew out his long sword. The beautiful sword body of Sauvignon Blanc, in the morning light, is clearer than the morning light.

"I think it's just because..." he said, "At that time, I had no intention of settling down in Qi, nor was I a Qingpai headhunter."

Zhang Yong was still smiling, and he asked Jiang Wang with a smile: "Where is the responsibility?"

"What about compassion?" he asked, "What about your kindness, your sympathy, your compassion?"

Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "My compassion will not be handed over to killers or assassins, nor to conspiratorial gangsters."

Ever since Yunwu Mountain, Zhang Yong has walked around Jiang Wang every time, never meeting him if he could.

The reason why a person like him will expose himself today is that he no longer conceals himself in his words. Jiang Wang could only think of one reason, and that was that he couldn't hide it anymore.

Why can't he hide it all of a sudden?

The only thing Jiang Wang could think of was Cui Zhu's assassination case.

There must be some kind of relationship between this Zhang Yong and Cui Zhu!

"Hey." Zhang Yong sighed with a smile: "There are too many smart people in this world. If you show a hair, they can pick out the eighteen generations of your ancestors..."

He suddenly raised his head and took a step forward: "Come, get me!"