The Word of Heaven

Chapter 234 Memorial
The night ends and the day dawns.

Along with the warm color rising from the distant sky, the sound from the top of Tianqiong Peak gradually faded away until it was as calm as water.

The two sat on the rock in the middle of the lake and chatted casually the whole evening.

It is from the past to the present, it is the little happiness that we have had during those years, and the many trivial past events that are not worth mentioning.

Boundless, sometimes far, sometimes near, sometimes there, sometimes not.

That's what small talk is all about. As long as both parties are willing to keep chatting, it can go on endlessly.

Therefore, when one of them does not want to talk anymore, the topic will inevitably not continue.

Gu Zhuo said: "Then let's stop here."

Yu Sheng hummed in a nasal tone.

Her eyes were exceptionally bright, without any trace of the haggardness that comes from staying up all night.

On the contrary, it is like the sky washed by spring rain, so clean that people can't take their eyes away.

"It's time for me to go."

Yu Sheng thought for a moment and said, "I need to trouble you with something."

Gu Zhuo was a little surprised and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Sheng looked at him and said seriously, "Teach Bai Langxing a lesson again."

Gu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then he burst out laughing.

"Is this funny?" Yu Sheng asked expressionlessly.

Gu Zhuo quickly shook his head, carefully suppressed his smile, and said, "That painting is very beautiful."

Yu Sheng said without thinking: "What else?"

The next moment, she came to her senses and found that the topic had gone too far again.

She didn't think it made any sense, so she stood up, stepped into the water barefoot again, and walked towards the lake.

Gu Zhuo followed him.

The lake water is slightly cold, which is just right in midsummer, and the cool breeze it brings is extremely comfortable.

The lake, which is over a hundred feet wide, is very wide, enough for the two to walk for a long time.

"Will there be fish in this lake in a few years?"

"Then we have to put the fry in first."

"How about now?"

"Where can I find fish fry for you?"

"Cangshan?"

"…Why do you think I'm the kind of person who would raise fish just for the sake of fishing?"

Yu Sheng was speechless.

Gu Zhuo felt a little regretful and thought he would visit here again another day.

The restrictions on Tianqiong Peak are still there and have not disappeared with the collapse of the tombs. This was certainly something the two men did intentionally in order to preserve the quiet scenery on the top of the peak.

Just thinking about the difficult mountain roads, this is not an easy task after all.

As they were talking, the two men walked to the shore.

Yu Sheng picked up his shoes and socks and put them on, no longer walking barefoot.

Just then, she asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, then said, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

In such a big world, he seemed to have nowhere to go at the moment.

Wangjing is certainly a good choice. The people there always have a good impression of him, and he can live very comfortably there.

However, he didn't want to go now, perhaps because he didn't want others to be implicated, or perhaps for something else.

As for other places, where else can we go?

Return to Xuandu and be accompanied by the scenery that remains unchanged all year round?

Didn't you get tired of it back then?

"Then just take a walk."

Yu Sheng looked at him and said in a gentle voice: "Take advantage of this rare and precious peace to take a few more glances at this world."

Gu Zhuo thought about the scenery he had seen before, and said thoughtfully, "Okay."

……

……

The four words "go when you say go" and "drag your feet" have never been related to Yu Sheng.

The two walked side by side to the foot of Tianqiong Peak, without even glancing at the collapsed graves. They said goodbye calmly under the rising sunlight, and parted after hugging each other.

Yu Sheng walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped down in the morning breeze.

The black hair quickly passed across her cheek, leaving behind an extremely cold back.

Even until the mountain clouds and mist covered her figure, she never looked back.

Gu Zhuo looked at it quietly for a while, then withdrew his gaze and left.

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Baidi Mountain is no longer as peaceful as it once was.

The night rain failed to wash away the blood, and the ground still bore traces of yesterday's remains, which was quite frightening to look at.

Gu Zhuo naturally didn't care. He returned to the stone house and simply cleaned up all traces of his life.

——The painting that Bai Lang brought with him had already been put into the San Sheng Pagoda, and this time it was just simply and carefully cleaned.

After finishing these things, he sat in the house for a while in a daze. He only got up and left when the sun rose completely and the sunlight reached his waist.

The time spent in Baidi Mountain from the beginning of last winter to the midsummer of this year was a rare peaceful time for Gu Zhuo since he left Wangjing that year. There were many wonderful moments, and now that he is about to say goodbye, it is inevitable to miss him.

After walking out of the stone house, Gu Zhuo didn't waste too much time to find Bai Langxing. Then he was not going to listen to Yu Sheng's words and teach the third prince a lesson again before leaving.

It certainly had nothing to do with those paintings from a hundred years ago. It was mainly because Bai Langxing looked depressed and lost. It was obvious that he had suffered a great mental shock because of the incident yesterday.

How could Gu Zhuo have the heart to do that to such a junior?
"Where have you been?"

Bai Langxing raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Last night."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and directly rejected the question, saying calmly: "Even if you know it, it is meaningless."

Bai Langxing subconsciously wanted to refute.

However, when he thought about himself yesterday and his own powerlessness, he could only remain silent.

He asked, "Why did you come to me?"

Gu Zhuo didn't tell him and got up and walked out.

At this moment, Bai Langxing stood up and said, "Paint."

Gu Zhuo stopped and asked, "Hmm?"

Bai Langxing looked at his back and said in a deep voice: "Fight with me one last time. If you win, I will give you all the paintings of my aunt."

No matter how you listen to it, this sentence is very strange and makes no sense.

The results of dozens of battles in the past are enough to illustrate the gap between them.

This may not be ignorance, but Bailangxing needs a reason to give up these things, or to remember them.

Gu Zhuo understood and said hello.

The two men walked out of the stone house and were more than ten feet apart.

Then the battle began.

Then it's over.

Yes, victory or defeat is just a matter of seconds.
In the instant that the sky light changed, Zhexue had already crossed the distance and appeared where he should be.

Bai Langxing did not lower his head, feeling the chill of the sword's edge coming from his throat. He realized that in the past days of sparring, he had always been deliberately given way.

This result did not make him angry. He even felt an inexplicable sense of relief, which made his already extremely haggard mind recover a lot for no reason and he was no longer so uncomfortable.

When Bai Langxing personally handed the portrait of his aunt to Gu Zhuo, it was accompanied by a particularly serious sentence.

"Keep it well. One day, I will get the portrait back."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "Then I sincerely wish you the best."

This is the last trace he left on Baidi Mountain.

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Time passes silently in farewell and departure.

The world is in constant turmoil, and the Qin court is busy with the death of the eldest princess. The countries and sects of the world sent people to the capital overnight to pay their highest tributes.

As for other noble families like the Yinping Xie family and the Yangzhou Wan family, it was their family heads who went to the Divine Capital to show their utmost sincerity.

However, the ones most shocked by this news were the Qin military.

To those soldiers, Her Royal Highness the Princess has a very special meaning, because a hundred years ago, she was the flag standing against the wind on the battlefield, and it was she who personally led the troops to regain the old country.

Even though she gave up all the power in her hands without hesitation after peace was restored and she had been away from the military camp for a long time until her death today, she was still the embodiment of the spirit and courage of the Qin army.

If they were not unable to leave due to heavy responsibilities, everyone believed that the three generals would have returned to the capital in person by now, instead of letting their subordinates express their condolences from afar.

Compared with this extremely mournful and glorious scene, the funeral of Her Royal Highness the Princess was extremely plain and simple, with only a few participants.

This was naturally what she meant.

According to some information that was secretly circulated, the Emperor's haggardness could not be concealed at the funeral and was visible to the naked eye.

The departure of Her Royal Highness the Princess brought him an indescribable sadness.

No one doubted the truth of this news. If the feelings and positions between the siblings had not always been strong, how could the Qin Dynasty have remained stable for the past hundred years and no conflicts had ever arisen between the two?
You should know that there is never a shortage of similar stories in history books.

In addition, there are two pieces of news that people are particularly concerned about.

It was said that the old former chief of the Sky Patrol Department still did not show up at the funeral. No one believed that he knew nothing about the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess, so it could only be that he did not want to come.

Some people therefore recalled the disturbance in the Divine Capital at the end of last spring that eventually led to the dismemberment of the Sky Patrol Department. Thinking of the great benefits that Gu Zhuo had gained as a result, they inevitably made many speculations, believing that the head of the department was still brooding over this and could not let it go.

Naturally, this matter aroused discussion among people in private, and many people were worried about it. They felt that after the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Qin Dynasty might no longer be stable.

Such worries are naturally justified, but those who worry about it will eventually feel relieved because His Majesty the Emperor is still there.

As long as Your Majesty is alive, the world will not be in chaos.

Compared with this, another piece of news that circulated attracted more attention.

——Gu Zhuo never showed up at the funeral.

Since last spring, everyone in the world knew that he was accepted as a disciple by Her Royal Highness the Princess on behalf of her master and was nominally a junior apprentice.

This is something unique.

Therefore, when he was absent from such an important occasion, it naturally attracted a lot of speculation, including the belief that he had a direct relationship with the departure of Her Royal Highness the Princess. However, this was ultimately just speculation without evidence.

Doubt brings about searching.

While the Qin State was mourning the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess, various forces began to secretly send people to look for Gu Zhuo.

No reason, just hoping for some clues pointing to why Bai Nanming died.

This is the question everyone wants to figure out.

The whole world is secretly looking for Gu Zhuo.

At this moment, after two years, he went to Yangzhou again and entered Yunmeng.

For no reason.

Just a memorial.

To commemorate his apprentice named Lu Mingcheng.

(End of this chapter)