Taiping Inn

The night is filled with bright full moon hanging high, and the moonlight is quiet and silvery.

There was a plain white color on the long street, and it was hard to tell whether it was moonlight or snow. Two figures walked past the street one by one. Through the rich night, it is vaguely visible to a man and a woman.

The one who walked in front was Zhang Baizhou. Because he had to follow Shangguan Guan to visit officials from all walks of life in the imperial capital recently, he was no longer dressed as a man from the martial arts world. He changed into a brocade dress, which was a bit like a noble young man.

Following behind was a girl in white, her age and Zhang Baizhou were as if it were.

After walking a distance, Zhang Baizhou, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the woman who had been following him, and frowned and said, "Why bother me?"

The woman in white also stopped, with white clothes, white skirts, white embroidered shoes, eyebrows and eyes as dark as black and black hair like waterfalls. She stood not far away from Zhang Baizhou and asked back, "Zhang Baizhou, why do you want to hide from me?"

Zhang Baizhou was silent.

When the woman saw Zhang Baizhou not speaking, she said, "After Tiannan parting, you would hide from me everywhere. If you hadn't been visiting everywhere recently, I wouldn't have known that you had come to the Imperial Capital. I ask you, what are you doing in the Imperial Capital? ”

Zhang Baizhou shook his head and said, "This is the elder's order, and it is not convenient to inform him."

The woman smiled instead of anger: "Zhang Baizhou, don't forget where this is. This is the imperial capital, the territory of our Confucian clan. If you are on my territory, aren't you afraid that I will make things difficult for you?"

Zhang Baizhou made no sound.

The woman seemed to be used to the person in front of her, and said to herself disregardlessly: "I guess you have heard that Mr. Qingping has joined forces with the Confucian school. Our two families are a family. Mr. Qingping wants To take revenge, the Confucian school must correct the king and understand the duties of ministers..."

Zhang Baizhou said softly, "This is a matter of Confucianism, why do you have to tell me this?"

The woman in white smiled and stretched out a slender green finger, pointed him from afar, and said with a smile: "You are such a wood. How can you take Mr. Qingping's mantle in the future?"

Zhang Baizhou's expression changed slightly and said calmly: "When did I say I would take over Mr. Qingping's mantle?"

The woman asked, "Then who is the elder you are talking about?"

Zhang Baizhou was speechless and fell into silence again.

The woman put her hands behind her and slowly walked to Zhang Baizhou's side. The cold wind blew up again, blowing a few strands of her hair and pressing it on her cheek.

Zhang Baizhou hesitated for several times, but still stood there without moving.

The woman slowly closed her eyes, quietly feeling the tranquility in the cold, and recalling the father-daughter conversation not long ago.

Who can she rely on now?

Relying on the wood in front of you?

The woman smiled bitterly, slowly opened her eyes, her eyes slightly red.

Zhang Baizhou was a little confused about why the woman suddenly became jealous, but she felt annoyed and unstable for no reason.

The woman was about to speak, but suddenly turned her head, with a complicated expression.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Baizhou also felt a sense of heart, and looked up and felt as if he was facing a great enemy.

At some point, a figure appeared on an eaves not far from the two.

The visitor was a middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt, standing in the wind, with his big sleeves swaying.

The middle-aged man dressed in Confucianism carried his hands on his back. His eyes first glanced over Zhang Baizhou, then fell on the woman in white, and slowly said, "Youzhen, is this the Zhang Baizhou you are talking about? It's a good jade with a good material. But if you want to shine and become famous, you have to wait until at least twenty years later."

The woman's lips trembled slightly: "Dad..."

Hearing the word "Dad", Zhang Baizhou suddenly realized, and knew the identity of the person in front of him, and then his scalp was numb.

The visitor was Lu Beiqu, the mountain owner of Bailu Academy, who was on par with the Seven Hermits of the Confucian School and the High Priests of the Three Major Academy.

He is also Lu Youzhen's father.

Facing the academy owner, Zhang Baizhou's face turned slightly pale, and he subconsciously pinched the runny beads on his wrist.

Lu Beiqu smiled, "Zhang Baizhou, for Mr. Qingping's sake, I don't make things difficult for you. As long as you leave on your own initiative and give up this worldly relationship, you will think that I owe you a favor. How about it?"

Zhang Baizhou, who should have agreed at once in a word of emotion and reason, was hard to be calm at this moment, but instead fell into a battle between heaven and man.

Suddenly, a crystal teardrop slid down the woman's cheek. She looked at Zhang Baizhou and smiled sadly: "I came to see you this time, I wanted to... I wanted to say goodbye to you, and from now on, you will never have to hide again. Me."

A slight sound seemed to be the heartstrings breaking.

Somehow, the flowing beads wrapped around Zhang Baizhou's wrist were scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Baizhou looked down at the scene, and the flowing beads fell to the ground, rolling on the ground under his feet, and the slight sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man standing on the eaves, with an expression on his face that was particularly firm.

Lu Beiqu carried his hands on his back and said, "Young handsome guy."

Zhang Baizhou said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu is too proud."

"Over-Ju?" Lu Beiqu smiled and said, "It's not over-Ju. The Zhang family is following Mr. Qingping again, and has a bright future. I just want to tell you that your future is still long, so don't be so angry for the moment in front of you. , destroy your future, some things should not be said by me, but since I have said this, let’s talk about them together. When you were young, many things that were regarded as treasures may not be worth it. When you grow older Only after experiencing more worldly feelings can you know what is right and what is wrong.”

Zhang Baizhou said slowly, "When you left the sect, your master repeatedly reminded you that if you are lucky enough to see Mr. Lu from Bailu Academy, you must treat him with courtesy and listen to Mr. Lu's teachings. What Mr. Lu said just now The words are already remembered in my heart.”

Lu Beiqu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's one thing to remember, but it's another thing to actually do it. Zhang Baizhou, I've already said this to this point, and I guess you should know how to do it."

Zhang Baizhou did not answer, but his feet stood still, as if an old tree had roots and remained motionless.

The smile on Lu Beiqu's face gradually faded and he said coldly: "It seems that you don't want to listen to advice."

Zhang Baizhou clasped his fists with his palms and lowered his head and said, "Mr. Lu's teachings are in mind, but the boy has his own way. As the saying goes, the way is different, and I don't plan for each other. I hope Mr. Lu will forgive me."

Lu Beiqu said the word "good".

The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared three feet in front of Zhang Baizhou, just pointing lightly.

In an instant, Zhang Baizhou's body shook violently, and his clothes were even more swaying.

Lu Beiqu said expressionlessly: "Zhang Baizhou, I think Mr. Qingping's face is a polite point to you, but it doesn't mean you can ignore me. Do you know that I will move forward with this finger? You're going to die immediately?!"

Zhang Baizhou's face was firm, without saying anything, nor retreating.

Lu Beiqu snorted coldly, and his fingertips spitted out, which made the young man suffer.

After all, Mr. Qingping’s current wife’s surname is Qin, not Zhang.

At this moment, Lu Youzhen suddenly pulled Zhang Baizhou back from behind.

Lu Youzhen glanced at this wood angrily and annoyedly, but she didn't expect that he would dare to contradict his father. He was just in the innate realm, but his father was already in the realm of heaven and man. The gap between them was not just a difference between clouds and mud? Wouldn’t it be a waste of death if you are so head-on! Besides, the world is great and life is the greatest. As long as you live, there will be a future. If you die, then nothing will be gone.

Thinking of this, she wanted to throw this guy with a elm head down to fend for himself, but when she thought that he did this for himself, the heart that was used to being cold and hard suddenly softened, and infinite tenderness arose in her heart, and His eyes turned red again.

Lu Beiqu was not angry at all. If he really wanted to kill Zhang Baizhou, how could he save people under his hands with Lu Youzhen's cultivation level? He just didn't want to offend Mr. Qingping Li Xuandu because of this kind of thing. After all, Mr. Qingping is still powerful, not as far away as Qin Qing, but is close to him. If the two families have evil deeds, it will inevitably destroy the Confucian school. The set strategy to hide one's humbleness.

Lu Beiqu did not continue to take action, nor did he even take the initiative to pursue him. He just carried his hands back and said to Zhang Baizhou: "I will hold back again and again, don't you be ungrateful."

Then he turned his gaze to Lu Youzhen, his voice slowed down: "Go home with my father and prepare to get married."

The word "married" is like a heavy hammer hitting Zhang Baizhou's chest, making him stunned and his face pale.

Lu Youzhen's face also turned pale, and she lowered her head, as if she had accepted her fate.

At this moment, Zhang Baizhou, who had just suffered a lot, didn't care that the blood in his body was boiling, so he took another step forward and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu, since Miss Lu doesn't want to, why should you make a difficult time? After all, she is Your daughter…”

Lu Beiqu finally got angry a little, his face slightly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "It is because she is my daughter, the matchmaker's words of her parents, when is it your turn to be an outsider to point fingers? Who do you think you are? It's Qingping Mr. Li Xuandu, or Qin Qing?”

People in the Taoist sect are good at speaking and eloquently. Li Xuandu and Lu Yanbing are both good at this, but Zhang Baizhou is an exception. Otherwise, he would not have been called wood by Lu Youzhen. At this time, he was questioned by Lu Beiqu and didn't know how to interface. , speechless.

Lu Youzhen suddenly raised her head, looked at the fool, and then looked at her father, with a little choking in her voice, and she said softly: "Dad, I'll go back with you..."

Lu Beiqu's face calmed down slightly and he returned to calm.

With his qi cultivation skills, he would not be angry about this little thing. His always well-behaved and sensible daughter repeatedly disobeyed Zhang Baizhou and defended this person in front of him. How could he not be angry?

However, at this time, Lu Youzhen had already surrendered and he no longer cared about it. Even if this matter ended here.

Just when the miserable lovers were unable to get married, a slightly out of place sounded in the night: "Lord Lushan is too bullying."