"Miss Yueqing is here, what did Miss Axiu say?" In a remote courtyard on the South Street of Beijing, Qiu Qingyun welcomed the disguised maid in and asked impatiently.
Yueqing was a maid who grew up in the Meng family. After entering the palace, she often acted as a go-between for internal and external communication. Generally, Qiu Qingyun and others would go through her if they wanted to discuss something with Axiu.
Hearing Qiu Qingyun's question, Yueqing shook her head helplessly: "Aunt Axiu said she has nothing to say to you."
Qiu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "That's fine."
Although he received such an answer, Qiu Qingyun did not show too much disappointment. He must have expected this result.
He said to Yue Qing: "There have been a lot of things going on in Beijing recently. You should be more careful in the palace. If it comes to a critical moment, you must not let Miss Axiu go her own way. You must remember to pass the news to us."
"Yes, I understand." Yue Qing nodded. The two of them didn't say much. She tidied herself up again and quickly left the courtyard.
After Yue Qing left, Qiu Qingyun suddenly said to the empty room: "She doesn't want to see you."
"As expected." A second voice suddenly appeared in the room where only one person should have been left, and Meng Yuan's figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Qiu Qingyun sighed: "With her in the palace, we shouldn't have to worry. Now you should think more about how to deal with the chaos in front of you."
"Don't you think this is good?" Meng Yuan said with a smile.
Qiu Qingyun frowned: "A few years earlier or a few years later, it would have been a great opportunity to deal with the aristocratic family, but now... to be outrageous, His Majesty is already sixty-five this year, how is his health?
You know best."
Meng Yuan lowered his eyes, as if he was unwilling to talk about this topic. He looked away and said calmly: "I can probably guess why that kid did this. The year is approaching, and Yongle's day is not far away."
Qiu Qingyun stopped talking, but his frown never relaxed. After a moment, he said: "You are too anxious. After all, all this is just your guess."
"Anyway, the matter is done. There is no turning back for us. Since we gave all the power to that boy back then, you should have been mentally prepared for this situation now."
Meng Yuan poured a cup of tea by himself, took a sip, and said, "As for how to deal with it, we will naturally know after seeing him."
Seeing that Meng Yuan had made up his mind, Qiu Qingyun stopped trying to persuade him and said, "In that case, should I go to the Yamen now?"
"No need," Meng Yuan said: "The less people know about your return to Beijing, the better. He will come to us."
"But......"
Qiu Qingyun still wanted to say something, but Meng Yuan laughed: "Qingyun, are you confused? You must know that in this capital, if there is any trouble, the Jin Yiwei will come when they hear the sound. Just wait, they will be there in an hour at most.
It’s time to come.”
Indeed, as Meng Yuan said, in less than half an hour, the door of the small courtyard was knocked open, and everyone in Zeng Hong was stunned when they saw Qiu Qingyun.
After hurriedly saluting, he followed Qiu Qingyun in to see Master Meng Yuan who had "resurrected from the dead". Then he naturally hurried back to the Yamen and told Lu Hanjiang about the matter.
So, after a while of burning incense, Lu Hanjiang met Meng Yuan in the small courtyard.
Qiu Qingyun and others wisely stepped back, leaving space for the two of them. As soon as they sat down, Lu Hanjiang couldn't wait and began to complain: "Old man, you are really happy to be a hands-off shopkeeper."
"To each other," Meng Yuan glanced at him lightly and said, "Compared to you who can stir up chaos in the world while shaking your hands, I feel ashamed."
"Ahem," Lu Hanjiang coughed unnaturally, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not settle old scores and talk about business. When you return to Beijing this time, you should be able to find a way to take care of the day in front of me.
Big trouble?"
Meng Yuan said angrily: "So you also know that this trouble is as big as the sky. When you killed Chen Heguang, you never thought about what you would do if I really walked away from it."
Lu Hanjiang shrugged and said rather roguely: "There must be a road to the mountain. Besides, Aunt Axiu is watching in the palace, so nothing big can happen."
When he talked about Axiu, Meng Yuan's expression changed slightly. Lu Hanjiang saw it and said sarcastically, "Old man, I heard that you were rejected by other people."
Nanzhen Fusi keeps an eye on all matters in Beijing, no matter how big or small, not to mention such a special moment. Therefore, as soon as Miss Qingyue leaves the palace, even if she can avoid the eyes of other forces, she cannot escape the eyes of Jin Yiwei.
So as soon as he found out that Mr. Meng Yuan was hiding in this small courtyard, Lu Hanjiang immediately connected the two things.
"You brat," Meng Yuan scolded with a smile: "You have time to laugh at me, why not think about how you will end up with the huge hole you dug."
"As I said, there is always a way."
Lu Hanjiang looked completely unfazed and seemed to have everything in mind, but Meng Yuan doubted that the other party was simply watching the fun and not taking the matter too seriously.
But before he could open his mouth to reprimand, Lu Hanjiang brought the topic back again.
"Old man, what's the grudge between you and Axiu Axiu?" Lu Hanjiang chuckled and said, "We have nothing to do now, why don't you talk to me?"
"Didn't your uncle teach you not to inquire about elders' affairs at will?" Meng Yuanpi said with a smile.
Lu Hanjiang said very bachelorly: "There is nothing you can do about it. Your sister and the boy's wife are both staying in the palace now. If you and Aunt Axiu break up, wouldn't it be a waste of time to trick the boy?
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"lies."
Even though he was scolded like this, Meng Yuan also knew that for this reason, Lu Hanjiang must break the casserole and get to the bottom of it. Instead of letting the other party suppress his curiosity and find a way to forcefully dig out the truth, he might as well tell him directly.
never mind.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a long silence, Meng Yuan slowly opened his mouth and said: "Back then, before I joined the Jinyi Guards as an errand, I traveled around the world for a period of time, and I met A
It was at that time that we met Xiu..."
Following Meng Yuan's narration, Lu Hanjiang roughly understood some of the things that happened that year. The old man met two sisters from the Emei sect while traveling. By chance, the group of people traveled together.
Along the way, the three of them got to know each other. Subtly, the old man began to have some thoughts about Axiu, and Axiu also developed feelings for the old man.
Originally, all this was supposed to fall into place and become a good story, until one time, the three of them bravely broke into the territory of the Xuantian Sect and stole the most powerful sword skills passed down from generation to generation.
And the problem lies in this sword technique.
"The Jueqing Sword is one of the few most powerful martial arts in the world. The training conditions are harsh and the talent required is so high that it is staggering. It is a coincidence that I am able to master it."
Meng Yuan said in a heavy tone: "There is just one drawback with this sword technique. It is like the shadowing technique. It is a genuine magic technique. The more you practice it, the weaker your emotions will become. The sword is as its name suggests, and you can practice it to the extreme.
, is to cut off love and love."
Meng Yuan said it seriously, but unfortunately, when he turned around, he saw Lu Hanjiang's disdainful expression. He almost couldn't hold back and wanted to slap the other person on the head.
"Old man, there are no outsiders here. You don't need to talk to me about this, right?" Lu Hanjiang looked at the old man very suspiciously. He had already given birth to several sons. It really didn't look like he was in love anymore.
What kind of magic power is more like an excuse to excuse outsiders.
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There was a cold self-deprecation.
"You are right, these are all bluffs."
Meng Yuan said expressionlessly: "I have feelings for Axiu. The reason why I didn't keep her is not because of any sword skills, but because the Meng family would not agree to a woman from the world becoming a mistress, and Your Majesty, he does not
I hope the people I rely on have such deep connections with the world."
After the words fell, Meng Yuan looked down at his open palm and clenched it again: "I abandoned her for the sake of power, so she has a grudge against me. I know it well, but I also know that she still feels for me in her heart.
There is friendship, plus she and Yaoyao have a sisterly relationship..."
"No wonder, old man, you never worry about what will happen in the palace. It turns out that's the case," Lu Hanjiang shook his head and said, "It's just that you always use Aunt Axiu like this... Okay, just be a talkative brat."