Xuanxia

Chapter 1015 Borrowing the Sword
After the general direction was decided, everyone talked for a long time about the details of the subsequent plan.

They chatted from early morning to afternoon, had lunch in the courtyard, and finally settled all the current affairs.

Yan Yidonggang, Yue Heng and others are in charge of stabilizing the situation in the capital, and Mingjian Pavilion and Xuanmeng will assist them. Next, the purge will radiate from the capital to the surrounding areas until their manpower is temporarily unable to continue to expand outward.

The soldiers of the Zhou Camp brought back by Fu Qingzhou needed to be temporarily disbanded, hide their identities and join the rebel army. They were dispatched by Ning Wushu and quietly went to the vicinity of Lanting Lake in Xishan, waiting for an opportunity to completely wipe out the Lan family.

Although the Zhou Camp only listens to Fu Qingzhou, Ning Wushu's identity is different - she is Hong Ruohai's adopted daughter and has been in the Northern Frontier Army for many years. There is no problem for her to lead this team.

Qiluo Palace will not stay here any longer. Changsun Jiansu and Gongyang Xunyan will soon return to Beimo. At most, they will stay in the Palm Sword Academy for a while and exchange academic ideas before leaving. Of course, they also promised to help pay attention to the developments in the Northern Frontier.

Then the only thing left to do is Fu Qingzhou and his team.

He wants to sneak into the Yuan family.

For Fu Qingzhou, planning in this regard was a piece of cake.

Of course, before executing the plan...

"I just said that I came to see you alone for something."

After everyone left, Ning Wushu pulled Fu Qingzhou aside and looked at him playfully: "Three years ago, you were in Xuanmeng and lost the Dejian, right?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Yes! Do you know where De Jian is?!"

"Haha, of course."

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "Luoyi was once controlled by King Xishuo's Qiansui Army, and Yuan Zizhen also took away the De Sword that you left in Luoyi... But for some reason, the De Sword seemed to have a very strong will. Although Yuan Zizhen could persuade it to pick up the De Sword, he couldn't use it at all."

Fu Qingzhou blinked: "How do you know this?"

Ning Wushu crossed his arms and said, "In the beginning, when there weren't that many ghost cultivators in the Xishuo army, Yuan Zizhen wanted his daughter to use the German sword to attack the righteous army. Unfortunately, the German sword in that woman's hand was only extremely hard and sharp, but it had no other effect. After a few times, they gave up."

"I see."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "So, if I go to the Yuan family this time, can I still get De Jian back?"

"Not only the German sword."

Ning Wushu said solemnly: "There is also the sword of benevolence in Yuan Zizhen's hand."

Fu Qingzhou nodded.

"Alas, my father's plan back then also completely failed." Ning Wushu sighed slightly: "He wanted to use the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way to balance the noble families and King Xishuo, but he didn't expect that the situation would develop to this point..."

"Don't mention this anymore."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Sister Wushu, our plan will not be implemented until tomorrow night. Since you have nothing to do, why don't you stay and have a drink together tonight?"

"No." Ning Wushu raised his eyebrows and curled his lips helplessly: "You are free, but we are not... No, you can't be free either. The emperor is in much better health today. He wants to see you. You have to go to the palace."

"Uh……"

Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "Okay."

Enter the palace...then go in.

But this was not a very urgent matter, so Fu Qingzhou talked to Tang Jiao again. To his surprise, when he was talking to Ning Wushu just now, Master Jingming had already found Tang Jiao.

"Uncle Jingming wants to reopen the gate of the True Immortal Palace."

Tang Jiao said softly, "After all, Master has passed away... I also know that Master chose to disband the True Immortal Palace because he was worried that Qi Ran Jue would affect other people. Changing the sect's name to Wuwei Temple can be regarded as a form of self-persuasion."

"Yes."

Fu Qingzhou was very clear about all of this, and nodded slightly, saying, "In the eyes of Uncle Jingming, this is indeed a good opportunity to rebuild the True Immortal Palace. Not only can we revitalize the mountain gate, but we can also take this opportunity to recruit and train some new talents... We don't know how long our battle with the enemy will last, so it's always good to have more of our own people."

"So, brother, are you willing?" Tang Jiao's face lit up with joy.

When Fu Qingzhou saw her expression, he understood that she was willing to do so.

Compared to herself, Tang Jiao's sense of belonging to the sect should be even stronger - she truly spent five years on Mount Langhuan, and to her, the fairy palace covered with snow on the mountain was no different from home.

Now, she has the opportunity to make this family a better place and pass on the secret martial arts manuals that her master Qingsongzi has compiled over the years. How could she not be willing?
"Of course I'm fine."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "How about I leave this matter to you? Let Uncle Jingming be the new Palace Master of Zhenxian Palace." "Ah?"

Tang Jiao was startled: "Master Jingming said that he wants you to do it."

"Me?" Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened and he pointed at himself: "Do you think I am someone who can stay in the mountains and be the palace master?"

Tang Jiao covered her mouth and laughed.

"Okay, we can discuss this later."

She pushed Fu Qingzhou out of the courtyard and said, "Didn't the emperor say he wanted to see you? Go quickly. I'll go find Uncle Jingming in a while and finalize this matter as soon as possible. Big brother, you should deal with the things on hand first. Whether you will be the head of the sect or just a leisurely person in the future is a matter for the future!"

……

Fu Qingzhou still entered the palace.

He managed to steal a few hours of leisure last night, but after all, many things were not finished and it was impossible for him to really have some free time.

Zhao Yuan was waiting for him in the imperial study.

Fu Qingzhou originally thought that Zhao Yuan was dealing with urgent government affairs, but when he pushed open the door, he saw more than a dozen pictures of beauties hanging on the wall of the imperial study. Each of them was charming and graceful. Zhao Yuan stood in front of these pictures, frowning, with an expression as if he was doing math problems.

"This is?"

Fu Qingzhou was slightly stunned.

"Choose a concubine." Zhao Yuan looked back at him and then sighed, "Princess Zi...is gone. Concubine Jing is from a noble family and she ran away with me this time. In my current situation, if I don't leave some bloodline, Prime Minister Yan will not agree."

Fu Qingzhou understood and smiled bitterly.

However, seeing that Zhao Yuan was honestly choosing the beauty, it probably meant that he had temporarily let go of his worries and decided to be a good emperor first.

"You called me here, not so that you can ask your brothers to help you choose a wife?" Fu Qingzhou teased.

"Get out!"

Zhao Yuan cursed, then turned around and walked to a corner of the study. After fiddling with it for a long time, he threw something over.

The thing was still in the air when Fu Qingzhou saw it clearly, and then his pupils shrank!
"Good fellow, Xing Jian!"

He exclaimed and reached out to catch it.

In an instant, a strong sense of resistance came from the hilt of the sword, as if it wanted to tear Fu Qingzhou's palm apart!
But before he could speak, Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "Xingjian, I can lend you to Fu Qingzhou, what's wrong with that? He is the next sword master, and he is also the special envoy of the Mingjian Pavilion of Yan Kingdom. He also has the power to decide the sentence. Let him be your master temporarily, it will be an honor for you!"

After he finished speaking, Xing Jian actually stopped struggling and became very quiet.

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.

Just with that sentence just now...it seems that Zhao Yuan has turned back into the domineering emperor he used to be.

"Brother Zhao, what is this?"

Fu Qingzhou looked at the sword in his hand and asked.

Zhao Yuan waved his hand: "I heard that you were going to lurk in the Yuan family. It wouldn't hurt to have a little more protection."

"Over the years, I have been playing the role of a spirit dragon beside Zhao Hao. The sword of punishment is too conspicuous, so I have never used it. It has been gathering dust for several years. Now that it can contribute to my country again, I believe it is also happy."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Okay."

He did not refuse anymore. He stretched out his hand and touched the sword. With a slight movement of his mind, the long sword turned into a short sword in an instant and was pinned to his back, just like the German sword.

"Go ahead and have a good day's rest."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "You need to worry more about the Yuan family's affairs."

"It's a small matter." Fu Qingzhou also smiled and said, "As for you, if you really leave your bloodline, you will be completely a person of this world."

"I already am."

Zhao Yuan kept smiling and turned to look at the pictures of beauties on the wall again: "What do you think of this one? Her father is the Minister of Rites trained by Prime Minister Yan himself, and her brother is also in the Northern Frontier Army... Well, this one is not bad either. Although she is from a merchant family, her family has donated a lot of money to Mingjian Pavilion in the past three years. Her patriotism is obvious to all..."

(End of this chapter)