The drunken Taoist, who was always slovenly, never changed his clothes when he saw the leader. This time, several secular people came to Yang Jiu's house in Hanyang City, and they were all juniors, but he changed into the clothes that he seldom wore on weekdays in a grand manner.
The dark green robe he wore.
When he saw Li Wanjun for the first time, Zui Taoist was a little distracted, and a familiar feeling came to his heart. It was a memory from a long time ago, so long that he thought it happened in his previous life.
Everyone has a past, and everyone has their own story.
Zui Taoist's past is a confusing matter. Only some of the older elders of Cangyun Sect know something about it.
Seeing Zui Taoist in a daze, Zhao Shilin hugged Yang Baobao and said: "Wan Jun, this is Uncle Qingfeng, the mentor of Junior Sister Yang Jiu." How could a daughter-in-law not know the origin of Zui Taoist and the Yang family in Hanyang City?
?Now the first thing Yang Dashan does every morning when he gets up is to burn incense and pray for the gold-painted bronze statue of Zui Taoist. It used to be a portrait. Since Yang Jiujiu became a disciple of Zui Taoist more than ten years ago, Yang Dashan has
He ordered someone to cast a bronze statue and enshrine it in the small temple in the back house.
Not only Li Wanjun knew about it, but the three direct disciples of the Yang family behind him also knew about it.
The three young men all knelt down in front of the drunk Taoist, kowtowing to the old god, and they couldn't even speak.
Li Wanjun did not kneel down, but placed her hands on her sides and made a gentle squatting salute to the drunk Taoist.
Said: "Junior Wanjun, I have met senior Qingfeng."
The drunk Taoist came back to his senses and said: "We are all our own people, so there is no need to be polite. It's windy at high altitudes. Let's go inside before we go inside. Don't freeze the children."
A group of people walked into the yard. The drunk Taoist asked Xiaozhu to play with Baby Yang who started to cry. In the living room, the drunk Taoist kept staring at Li Wanjun with his cloudy eyes.
Li Wanjun was a little surprised. She didn't know why this old god kept staring at her, and his eyes were still strange.
Seeing that the drunk Taoist had been staring for a long time, Li Wanjun said: "Senior Qingfeng, is there something wrong with this junior?"
Zui Taoist said: "It's so similar. You and Mingyue are so similar when you were young. Is Mingyue okay now?"
Li Wanjun's expression changed slightly, and she instantly understood who the Mingyue mentioned in Zui Taoist's words was referring to.
She asked in surprise: "Senior, do you know my grandmother?" The drunk Taoist laughed and said: "My nickname is Qingfeng, and your grandmother's nickname is Mingyue. Do you think we know each other? As soon as I learned that you were coming, I
Then I knew that you were Mingyue’s granddaughter. I heard that you had also practiced Taoism in the Royal Cultivation Academy these years and stayed with Mingyue, but she didn’t
Have you ever mentioned me?"
Li Wanjun shook her head gently.
There was a little disappointment on the drunk Taoist's face, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
Li Wanjun explained, "Grandma rarely told me about her past. She only told me that she had an old friend named Li Youqian, who seemed to be from the Cangyun Sect."
Hearing the name Li Youqian, Zui Taoist's face suddenly showed an expression of joy, and he laughed and said, "She hasn't forgotten me after all."
Li Wanjun said in surprise: "Senior..." Zui Taoist said: "My Buddhist name is Qingfeng, but before I became a monk, my lay name was Li Youqian. At that time, your grandmother, like that brat Zhao Shilin, both studied in Cangyun. Yi, we are brothers and sisters. We grew up together. It’s a pity... It’s a pity that fate has its way with people. In the end, your grandma didn’t
I have to leave Cangyun. I heard that she is doing well. She has been in charge of the Royal Cultivation Institute for nearly three hundred years, and the Royal Cultivation Academy has flourished under her care."
Li Wanjun was really surprised this time.
Although Li Wanjun is His Majesty's most favored little princess in the royal family, her name is very strange.
Except for a few with the surname Wang, all the children of the royal family are surnamed Zhao, such as the Seventh Emperor Brother Zhao Shilin in front of him, and the King of Hanyang Zhao Shiqu.
However, as the emperor's daughter, Li Wanjun's surname was Li.
She asked her mother when she was a child, but her mother couldn't explain clearly. She just said that her grandmother insisted.
Qin Mingyue is the current dean of the Royal Academy of Cultivation, and her position is very important. Even His Majesty the Emperor cannot deny what she insists on.
When she grew older and studied Taoism with her grandmother for several years, she also asked her grandmother the same question: why were the other princes and princesses named Zhao, but her own surname was Li?
She remembered clearly what her grandmother said at that time: "Wanjun, your last name is after your mother."
Today's empress empress, Li Wanjun's mother, was the concubine Li. About forty years ago, after the empress passed away, concubine Li was canonized as the master of the harem by your majesty.
But Qin Mingyue did not tell Li Wanjun why she insisted that Li Wanjun take Concubine Li's surname.
But Li Wanjun was not stupid. From her grandmother's occasional words, she could guess that it must be related to that Li Youqian.
I never expected that Yang Jiu's master, Taoist Qingfeng, was Li Youqian, the old enemy that my grandmother never forgot.
"Grandma and senior Qingfeng must have had a secret relationship when they were young!"
As a married woman, Li Wanjun was very sure of her guess.
From the expression on my grandma's face every time she mentioned Li Youqian's name, to the way Taoist Qingfeng looked at her just now, it would have been a damned thing if they didn't have an ulterior relationship when they were young.
Suddenly, she thought of another thing.
She had no intention of coming to the five places of the Yang family that originally came to Cangyun for refuge. She had decided to live and die with her husband, Yang Ershi, and the land of Jiangnan.
Grandma asked Senior Brother Zhao Shuo to send a letter suddenly, asking her to go to Cangyun in person, so she came here.
She felt that there was definitely a secret in it.
Thinking of this, she said: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, grandma led the disciples of the Royal Cultivation Academy a few days ago, and now they have arrived in Xiangxi, at Laojun Mountain. Since you two are brothers and sisters, I will send a letter to grandma and ask her to come. Come and talk to the seniors."
The drunk Taoist's expression suddenly became quite strange.
Thousands of cultivators from the Royal Cultivation Academy came to Jiangnan. How could such a big news be avoided by the Cangyun Sect? As early as four or five days ago, he knew the news and also knew about the people who went to Jiangnan this time. The team leader is Qin Mingyue.
However, the grudges between them have been going on for hundreds of years, so how can they be resolved so easily.
Li Wanjun said: "Senior, what's wrong with you?" The drunk Taoist sighed and said: "Your grandma will not see me. If she wanted to see me, she would not wait hundreds of years. Forget it, they are all old
There is no need to mention the old things again. Maybe I can resolve this grudge with her if we are destined to do so in the future. You must be tired after traveling a long distance. I have asked Xiaozhu to arrange your accommodation. You can live in Cangyun with peace of mind."
