Hearing An Yu's question, Qingqing felt relieved for some reason. The arrow was too dangerous, and An Yu would not point the tip of the silver-feathered arrow at him after all.
"Oh, General An, why are you asking these questions?" Jiang Chenbi looked at the two of them several times and narrowed his eyes, "It was agreed at the beginning that the general would obey orders and not obey orders. Why is he now asking about our Jiang family?
What's going on? If the general really wants to know, he can change his sect and serve his wife. It won't be too late to tell the general then!"
"If this is the case, it is really difficult for Yu to obey orders. He obeys the young knight's orders but does not know why. He is afraid that one day he will commit a heinous crime and regret it." After saying that, An Yu gave a gentle bow and said, "Goodbye!"
Shen Bi of the Jiang family was already used to it. Whenever someone said something that did not suit his opinion, he would definitely compete with that person. When he heard that there was something wrong in An Yu's words, he suddenly became angry and stamped his feet:
"Stop! What do you mean!"
Qingqing only said that Shen Bi was afraid that he wouldn't be able to ask anything, so he turned around and left.
Looking back, the boat had already sailed away from the shore. The vast West Lake was endless, but where could we go? Seeing Shen Bi laughing proudly again, the two siblings were hesitating when they suddenly heard another person coming from the boat house.
He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice:
"Shen Bi, don't be rude to the young hero and the general!"
Qingqing glanced at An Yu and nodded in agreement. Qingqing didn't have much direct face-to-face competition with Mrs. Jiang, but she could still remember that her sharp voice must have the same ancestor as Jiang Chenbi. At this time, Jiang Chenbi heard that
The lady's voice sounded in the boat, and I couldn't help but be slightly startled:
Such a quiet voice, it was almost impossible to tell that it was the same person as Mrs. Jiang who said, "I want you to do whatever you want."
In addition to the change in the tone of her voice, when Mrs. Jiang spoke, Qingqing actually felt that the boat under her feet was steady for a moment. The sound of her breath was so powerful that it held the water under the boat for a moment, and even Qingqing could feel a small tremor in the soles of her feet.
Even the late leader Wen's peers had to look at him with admiration at the changes in his skills in three years.
Jiang Chenbi still stared at the two angrily, snorted coldly, and turned around to enter the cabin. An Yu and Qingqing were unable to escape from themselves on the vast lake for the time being, so they might as well meet Mrs. Jiang and their aunt and nephew.
What did the two of them have in mind? With this thought in mind, they also entered the house one after another.
"Ah!" As soon as Mrs. Jiang saw Qing Qing's figure, she stood up quickly and greeted him warmly, "Young Master Linghu has become more and more beautiful after not seeing her for several years!"
Beautiful? It is rare for Qingqing to hear people say that she is beautiful. When Mrs. Jiang said this at first, she was secretly surprised. In the nearly twenty years since she was alive, no one except her master has ever said that she is a "beautiful" woman. Since she was a child,
Soaked up in practice and music scores, his face is covered with traces of wind and sun, and his hands only have scars left by pressing the holes of the flute. He seems to be incompatible with the "flowery face and moonlike appearance" as the world calls it.
Even so, Qingqing has never cared about these things. The two senior sisters Qichuan and Qilang on the mountain are very beautiful, so why should they care about their appearance? Besides, along the way, he has become more and more beautiful.
As a descendant of Linghu, I know that I have offended many famous disciples in the world, but I have almost never been looked down upon by others - not because of my appearance, but because of the pen array, music scores and white jade flute left by my master.
As soon as the sword flashes and the sword strikes, who can care whether the person opposite has a pockmarked face!
Therefore, when Mrs. Jiang said this, Qingqing was not upset at all, but she was a little confused about the reason. However, An Yu smiled slightly and thought: "Yes, my sister has been practicing martial arts while recuperating over the years, so she has naturally become more and more beautiful."
After saying hello, Mrs. Jiang cordially greeted Qingqing to sit next to her, and even came straight to hold Qingqing's hand. Qingqing had never seen Mrs. Jiang's face be so amiable and approachable.
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In this way, not only did I not feel friendly, but I felt chills running down my spine. The lady smiled, looked out the window and said:
"Although it's raining outside, it's really boring inside. Young Master Linghu, let's go sit at the stern of the boat?"
When An Yu heard this, she couldn't help but panic. She didn't know what Mrs. Jiang's plan was. But she saw Qing Qing looked calm and nodded: "Madam is elegant and happy, so I should accompany you."
Qingqing also heard that the sound of rain was much quieter than before getting on the boat. When he got out of the boat, there was only a little drizzle. The stern of the boat was much wider than inside the house. With the sound of waves rising and falling at night, Qingqing got straight to the point:
"Madam, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
However, Su Yi was calm and asked her: "You are willing to call Shen Bi 'Jiang Shaoxia', why don't you call me 'Mrs. Jiang'?"
This question indeed made Qing Qing not sure how to answer it. Everyone in the world knew that this woman married Nanlin first and then West Lake. However, the last time Qing Qing and others saw her, they were with a few people in Bei Mo.
The Yi Crow King was in cahoots with each other. Therefore, no one in the world called her "Mrs. Nan" or "Mrs. Wen", just "Mrs."
In these years, has no one really called her "Mrs. Jiang" in front of her?
"Look, if you don't speak, you must be thinking about how you called me before." Jiang Suyi silently walked to the side of the boat, her toes already stepping on the lake water, but she didn't lower her head, looking into the distance, "No matter who it is,
When they heard the word 'Mrs. Jiang' in private, they all knew it was the name of a great aunt in the world. But once in front of me, they all concealed my last name for fear of being avoided." Hearing this.
, Qing Qing was vaguely aware of Mrs. Jiang's deep meaning, but still did not dare to guess easily, and just said:
"This junior is stupid, why should I ask for a husband...Mrs. Jiang made it clear."
"Okay, then I'll make it clear." Jiang Suyi suddenly turned around and stared into Qing Qing's eyes, "Young Master Linghu, do you want to be the emperor?"
As soon as these words came out, the waves in the river were shocked, but it was much more powerful than the thunder on the ground and the torrential rain. Qingqing's eyes widened, but he couldn't help but take a step back: "How can this junior think like this?"
"Isn't it possible today or in the future?"
Qing Qing shook his head. He remembered that it was recorded in the history books that the last emperor known to the world was Emperor Wenkang who was loyal to the head of Mo Chen. After that, the four musical instruments of the eight tones each formed a faction. They were divided into sects.
There is no distinction between high and low. Listening to Mrs. Jiang's words at this moment, Qingqing was not afraid at all, but more just absurd. Seeing that Qingqing did not answer, Jiang Suyi continued:
"Looking back on my life for most of my life, the first half of my life was peaceful and stable, and I gave birth to a child for Old Nan Xiao. But the old man was not satisfied yet, and insisted on bringing out an outsider from the old forest. I have been with him.
I've spent half my life dragging two children along, but he can't even remember what poison or incense I know how to mix, or how many sword skills I've learned."
"When he passed away, I thought I could finally be happy, so I couldn't wait to find Wen Xian, so as to find a way out for the rest of my life. That's good, Jiayou doesn't want to see me, Nanlin's
The old minister was also very angry - he also said that the evil spirit of the future leader would not let me go. Now that I think about it, it is really ridiculous! I will go to the Lord of Hell with Nan Xiao and have a huge quarrel, and then close the door again.
What's going on with those outsiders?"
"Later, after running around with Shen Bi, I finally figured it out. Why bother thinking about defecting to someone else? When I become the emperor, I won't need to look at anyone's eyes, and I will be happy!"
Jiang Suyi said such a long paragraph in one breath, then she took a breath, stared at Qingqing closely and said:
"In the future, when I become the emperor, I will make Shen Bi the prince and you the king. In the past few years, you have avenged you and I have fulfilled my wish. When we overturn this world, we will write it down in the history books for a few more generations.
Emperor, let’s have our own fun and enjoy ourselves! Linghu
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Young hero, what do you think?"
Qingqing didn't hesitate at all, just closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Mrs. Jiang, this junior's revenge is not to avenge the entire world. If this causes a bloody storm, I'm afraid the spirits of our ancestors in heaven will not be able to spare Qing Qing's guilt..."
"Ancestors, ancestors, ancestors again! Why are you all thinking about dead people?" Su Yi gradually lost patience and began to pace back and forth at the stern of the ship. "Go back and look through your history books. If you want to be
Which one of the emperor's is not a massacre of bones, and which one is not a massacre of the city?"
"Mrs. Jiang, that's it. There has been no emperor in the world for many years."
"Then you are willing to listen to the mercy of those heads? Watching them marry the head's wife, who doesn't even have her own surname?"
Qingqing was silent for a moment as he listened. He had to admit in his heart that there was still some truth in Mrs. Jiang's words. But it was as if she had gone too far in practice and gone astray: She obviously wanted to improve her skills, but why?
It's counterproductive, falling into an unknown desire and being unable to extricate yourself?
After thinking for a moment, Qingqing let out a long sigh: "What Madam Jiang said today, I have learned from. It's just that I still need time to think about what Madam said." "Okay, we have plenty of time." When Su Yi heard this, she immediately disappeared.
He lost his temper and smiled brightly, "When you think about it, remember to tell me at any time!"
After saying this, Qing Qing finally understood the reason why Mrs. Jiang spared her life this time.
If you think about it carefully, Qing Qing is indeed a rare candidate for Jiang Suyi to be the emperor. If Qing Qing is ambitious, he can take this opportunity to kill everyone. On the surface, it looks like he will avenge Li Rongshan, but in fact, he can help Jiang Suyi.
Countless obstacles have been cleared. Even if Qingqing doesn't have the ability to retaliate, he can still stay with his wife and restore the "Fan Ya Ji" to its original state.
In today's world, whoever gets "Fan Ya Ji" will win the world.
Mo Lingfeng and Linghu Zishu, who know the secret of this music collection, are probably going to meet each other now. And the leaders of Dongqin, Xizheng, and Nanxiao who specialize in music and rhythm in the world are not driving Hexi
If you go, you are nowhere to be found.
The head of the Northern Desert is too young and has been hiding from the world for many years, so he is not a good person.
So if we look at the world, the only person who might be able to decipher the secrets in "Fan Ya Ji" is the orphan Linghu who lives in West Lake.
Seeing the leaf boat swaying in the wind, Qingqing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat - luckily he didn't talk to Mrs. Jiang just now and made a move. Even though there were two people opposite him and Qingqing,
He was fatal because he didn't know how to swim. If he slipped and fell into the West Lake, even if An Yu had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to save himself. Qingqing was afraid that Su Yi would bring up the topic of becoming an emperor again, so he asked her
For a reason, he changed the subject and said:
"I wonder if Mrs. Jiang has ever listened to Ruixinta's music?"
"Ah, isn't that just..." Su Yi wanted to say something more, but quickly stopped. Needless to say, it goes without saying that the song Qing Qing mentioned was the song Nan Jiayou almost won the first prize in the Eight Music Association once he heard it.
song. What exactly did your own son learn? How could a mother not want to know?
Qingqing saw that there seemed to be interest in her eyes, so he drew out half of his long sword, tapped the blade, and sang in a low voice:
"The shadows fall under the beautiful flowers, and the sounds and colors are vague. In the flying white lanterns, the red plums fall in the east..."
Jiang Suyi was indeed fascinated by the music. Qingqing originally thought that she knew nothing about the music, but looking at her expression now, it seemed that she completely understood the meaning of the music, and she was about to start dancing to the melody of the music.
Before the song was finished, there was a sudden noise in the cabin. Shen Bi opened the door curtain and shouted: