The Word of Heaven

Chapter 300: The Noisy World
The words between lovers will never get boring even if they are said three thousand times, so why bother about whether they are repeated or not?

Pei Jinge naturally had no hobby of eavesdropping.

However, when she sat in front of the table full of food, watching the lights gradually dim as time passed, watching the heat from the carefully cooked dishes gradually dissipate, and never waiting for the two people to come over to eat...she listened to the never-ending sound of the wind outside the stone house, and naturally, many unpleasant love words that might have existed on that cliff emerged in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Do you think I am still as pretty as before?"

"They all look good, but you are the best looking."

"Do you like me because I'm pretty?"

"I like everything about you."

"...If you keep talking like this, I really don't know what to say."

"Ah, but I... I still have three words I want to tell you seriously, and I want to hear them from you."

"You...you don't want to make me so nervous, okay? I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Um... so you're thinking about me so much that you can't sleep?"

Pei Jinge thought about these words, and thought about how the two people sat on the edge of the cliff and said these words without even eating, and his chest began to feel uncontrollably stuffy, as if a huge rock was blocking it.

She suddenly sneered three times, confirming once again that no matter how great a person was, at such a moment he would lose his head and become completely irrational.

Just when she was in no mood to waste the food, the footsteps of the two people were finally heard outside the house - nearly three hours after she left the cliff.

Pei Jinge immediately put away the sneer on his face, his expression became calm, and his eyes were filled with pretended tenderness.

Then, she naturally picked up the spoon and skillfully served the two people soup. Without even looking up, she said, "It's cold in the mountains at night. Have a bowl of soup to warm your bodies first."

Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng heard these words before they entered the stone house. They subconsciously looked at each other and could see surprise in each other's eyes.

No matter what, this is something worth being happy about.

Gu Zhuo walked into the room and sat down. He picked up the bowl of soup and was about to hand it to Yu Sheng, letting her have a taste first.

Pei Jinge suddenly said: "In your current state, it is more important to take care of yourself first, instead of caring about such details."

"Ah."

Yu Sheng thought this made sense, nodded slightly, and said to him, "I can do it myself."

Gu Zhuo didn't think any more about it. He took a sip of the hot soup and his expression suddenly changed.

His facial features were visibly distorted and he almost spit out the soup in his mouth. He forced himself to hold it in and put down the bowl of soup as quickly as possible, breathing in and out continuously, looking very embarrassed.

Yu Sheng looked at the scene without saying anything. He silently glanced at Pei Jinge who was smiling, and handed a handkerchief to Gu Zhuo.

"Feel sorry."

Without waiting for Gu Zhuo to speak, Pei Jinge put away his smile again and sighed, "This soup has been sitting out overnight, and it's chicken soup. I was afraid it would taste too fishy for you to drink, so I used my true essence to boil it again. I didn't expect it to taste so bad."

Yu Sheng thought, this is more than just a matter of taste.
After a while, Gu Zhuo calmed down and wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

He was not an idiot. Looking at the table full of untouched food, he knew that Pei Jinge had waited until now. Then he thought of the idiotic words he had said on the cliff, so there was no reason for him to be angry.

"Thank you."

Gu Zhuo sighed in his heart and smiled very seriously.

Pei Jinge looked at his smile and suddenly lost her mood, even though this should have been a happy result for her.

The stone house was quiet.

"Let's eat first."

She took the initiative to break the silence and said to the two people: "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be many important things related to our survival. Now is the rare time to have some free time, so hurry up and do some leisure time."

So, the three of them picked up their chopsticks.

The dishes have already been cooled, and they will not taste the same as they did when heated up, but they are still edible.

The meal was not a quiet one. There was always some conversation, but it was all idle talk.

During this process, Yu Sheng gradually felt surprised.

She found that the food cooked by Pei Jinge was really good. Even if it was cold, the taste was still good. It was obvious that she put a lot of thought into it.

But what she didn't quite understand was that Pei Jinge was the former deputy director of the Sky Patrol Department, and his status in the court was second only to the emperor. He was not known to have a love for food, so how could he prepare such a table full of dishes?

Thinking about this, her expression did not change at all. She glanced at Gu Zhuo inconspicuously, her eyes falling on the corner of her mouth.

However, she ended up saying nothing, finished the meal as if nothing had happened, ended the chat, and then went to rest.

Pei Jinge left the stone house to Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng, walked into the night alone, sat on the bamboo chair he made himself, closed his eyes and listened to the singing of the wind.

A night passes and the morning light comes again.

This is the day before the summer festival.

The hustle and bustle of the world is like the chirping of cicadas.

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Shendu, the office of the Astronomical Inspection Office.

This is one of the quietest areas in Shendu. It is shaded by green trees outside the wall and blooming flowers inside the wall, which is magnificent.

When ordinary people step in, it is hard to believe that this is the office of the Astronomical Patrol, which is closely associated with the words "eerie and dirty". They would just think it is the residence of an ordinary noble family.

Qiuzhi had walked in the depths of the night for a long time before, so he particularly liked standing in the sun, and he couldn't help but like this place.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a small building, looking up at the green leaves in the sun, with only a sigh left in his heart.

Behind him, a dozen eunuchs from the palace were conducting the most thorough search in accordance with the Queen's orders.

Eunuch Cao stood beside Qiuzhi and said, "Thank you very much for your cooperation."

Qiuzhi said sincerely, "I have no second thoughts about Daqin, and I have a clear conscience for everything I do. Of course I will cooperate."

Eunuch Cao sighed and said, "If the Zhenbei Army had cooperated like you that day in Cangzhou, how could the situation have become what it is now?"

Qiuzhi naturally didn't want to respond to this, so he rolled his eyes in his heart and said comfortingly: "Life is bound to be bumpy."

Eunuch Cao burst out laughing and said, "How can the word 'rugged' be used in this way?"

Qiuzhi thought to himself, "I haven't read for a few days, otherwise how could I have such a name?" He coughed and asked in a low voice, "Are there any specific directions for the future?"

Eunuch Cao narrowed his eyes, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Of course there is."

Qiuzhi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Eunuch Cao said, "That's why I'm standing here chatting with you."

The desire to learn became extremely heavy, but he smiled and said, "Please speak."

Eunuch Cao said seriously: "I would like to ask Lord Qing Xiaoyue to come out of seclusion."

Qiuzhi was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Eunuch Cao looked embarrassed, sighed deeply, and said: "Now the court is full of insignificant characters like me. I have no idea what to do with the Demon Lord. I can only ask for help from the predecessors."

Qiuzhi raised his head, looked at Eunuch Cao, and reminded him seriously: "The word 'predecessor' is used to describe the dead."

Eunuch Cao seemed stunned, and quickly apologized, then blamed himself a few times, and finally said: "I know that Lord Qing Xiaoyue has passed away, but the Great Qin is in a precarious time now, and I think he is willing to contribute his strength to the court."

When he finished speaking, the search in the building had been completed, and a eunuch came to Eunuch Cao and reported in a deep voice.

The result was nothing.

Eunuch Cao calmly accepted the result, thanked Qiuzhi again, and then repeated what he had said.

"It seems that we can only ask Master Qing Xiaoyue to come out. After all... only the Master can deal with the Master, right?"

Qiuzhi didn't say anything.

After a while, he sent these eunuchs out of the Patrol Office, looked up at the scorching sun, and thought silently. At the current pace, the matter would be exposed. How many people would die by then?
This was not a mistake that could be undone, because he had never been qualified to go ashore alone.

Thinking of this fact, Qiuzhi's body became extremely cold, but he didn't know what he could do.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and recalled the last words Qing Xiaoyue left before leaving the capital.

"When you want to hide a secret, the best way may not be silence, but making a big fuss."

Qiuzhi thought about what happened today, the Queen Mother, and the deceased Lord Si, and some thoughts began to arise in his mind.

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Under the same sky.

Xie Yinglian and Ye Yilan met again, still by the window of that restaurant, and had a boring conversation.

The general idea is that those old things are being swept into the trash. Starting from the closure of the noodle shop today, this will be the last summer festival of Cheung Chau Academy.

Besides, she also told Ye Yilan that the reason why she topped the list before the summer festival was because she sincerely recommended her in front of the Queen, hoping to use this to commemorate something that was about to disappear with the wind.

The conversation was certainly unpleasant.

It wasn't even a conversation.

Until Xie Yinglian left, Ye Yilan didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Only the blood flowing from her palms showed that she was not indifferent, but extremely angry.

However, when she walked out of the restaurant with great anger and faced the noisy world like cicadas, all her emotions had to be hidden deep in her heart.

——The reason why she was ranked first on the list before the summer festival was just four words: taught by Gu Zhuo himself.

Who is Gu Zhuo?

The answer to this question is now known to the world.

Then how could Ye Yilan not suffer from the indifference and hostility of this world?

Fortunately, all of this will come to fruition tomorrow.

Thinking so, Ye Yilan once again mustered the courage to face this world.

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Now that it is midsummer, the cold snaps in the north have faded away, ushering in a rare cool moment of the year.

This is the most favorite weather for people living in the north. Business or anything else will reach its peak at this time.

From the last summer festival to this year, Chu Jun’s time living in Qingjing Temple is not long, but he is not unfamiliar with it either.

But when she walked in the streets outside Yishui today, looking at the lively scene that was no different from previous years, and looking at the brothel girls leaning against the railings and laughing, she found that all of this was actually still unfamiliar.

Chu Jun looked into the distance.

In the sunlight, the scenery on the island in the middle of the river is so clear and there is no obstruction.

People didn't notice anything unusual about it, as if the fog had never existed and everything was an illusion.

Just like those soldiers from the Zhenbei Army on the street had never left and were always there.

The world is like a thick fog, gathering and dispersing in an instant.

Chu Jun felt a little sad.

Her thoughts were all gone in the blink of an eye, and she came to her senses and walked towards the island in the middle of the river.

The purpose of traveling thousands of miles to Yishui was very simple, which was to pay tribute to Gu Zhuo and leave a poem on the tombstone.

For this, she could take a huge risk to leave Xuandu and come to this unfamiliar land between life and death.

This temperament is the fundamental reason why Gu Zhuo accepted her as his disciple.

Chu Jun didn’t know about these things, she only knew what she should do, so she directly told Yishui disciples her purpose.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, she was invited to the island in the middle of the river and was able to meet Wei Qingci.

Without any extra words, Chu Jun was taken to the depths of Jiangxin Island and saw the tombstone.

When Wang Ji left the world, he left nothing behind, like ashes in the river, or smoke in the morning light.

This tomb can only be an empty tomb.

The tombstone simply engraved the owner's name and life story, with not many words, because Wang Ji's life was boring.

What made Chu Jun even more speechless was that the inscription even omitted what happened last winter in order to avoid mentioning anything, leaving no trace at all.

It was as if the kendo master sitting in the wheelchair had actually died suddenly and had never drawn his sword against the White Emperor.

It's ridiculous.

Chu Jun said: "I want to carve something on the tombstone."

Wei Qingci shook his head and said, "No."

Chu Jun said seriously: "This shouldn't be Senior Wang's inscription."

Wei Qingci was not moved at all and said, "When a person dies, they are like smoke. All the things that happen after death are only for the living to see. Why do you have to use this to satisfy yourself?"

Chu Jun turned around, looked at him and said, "The living need to give a fair judgment to the dead."

Wei Qingci shook his head and said, "Junior Sister Chu, I have no interest in engaging in such a meaningless argument with you."

"If you want to continue worshipping, then go ahead."

He said indifferently: "Otherwise you can leave now."

When Chu Jun heard the word "junior sister" in the words, she knew that this had nothing to do with respect, but the other party was just reminding her that her identity was too sensitive.

"I understand."

"Thank you."

Wei Qingci turned sideways, indicating that she could leave.

Chu Jun did not insist, nor was he stupid enough to try to leave a word on the tombstone in front of a powerful person in the realm of enlightenment.

She walked calmly on the way out and asked softly, "Is Yishui's situation very bad now?"

Wei Qingci said: "It is much better than Qingjing Temple after all."

Chu Jun said: "On the way here, I saw many soldiers from the Zhenbei Army."

Wei Qingci frowned slightly and said, "So Junior Sister Chu, you really need to leave."

Chu Jun suddenly said: "I will go to the wilderness."

Wei Qingci said indifferently: "I hope you can come back safely."

Chu Jun stopped, looked at him and said, "Of course you need to hope that I can come back."

Wei Qingci was silent for a while, then asked, "What do you mean?"

Chu Jun walked forward again and headed towards the other side.

The wind from the river was fierce, making the Taoist robe rustle. The sleeves of the robe, stained with golden light, seemed like the sharpest sword in the world.

She left two words for Wei Qingci.

——Feathering.

Wei Qingci looked at Chu Jun's receding back, and after a long silence, he waved his hand to call the disciples in the sect and ordered: "Don't let her die, and don't let her fall into the hands of the Zhenbei Army."

(End of this chapter)